and there you have it…



that my dear, is what you call ironic

Posting two days in a row, something must be wrong. Wow, you’re good. I write to you today from the Low Country urgent care center in South Carolina. We had planned this trip before everything happened, and though my initial reaction was to hunker down and cancel the trip, we decided instead that it was perfect timing, just what we all needed right now.

All that said, near the end of our drive last night I felt like I had something stuck in my eye. I kept rubbing it and it wasn’t getting better. It was late, I was tired, I went to bed. As usual my sleep was quite interrupted, with every one my eye was getting more painful, more watery feeling…

Ok looks like we are going to finish this from the wal-mart pharmacy line. Side note: small town urgent care centers, though expensive are very friendly and surprisingly quick! Yay for no wait!

So if you’ve read the blog for the better part of this year you are probably already having flash backs of endless sheet washing, chasing down little children to administer drops and the sickness that will never die. Yes, that’s right, I woke up on the first day of our mini vacations with…

Pink eye.

But that’s not the ironic part. Since we had just recently gone through this here and here, I have drops already. I’ve had them in my purse for months. The irony is, 3 days before our trip I switched purses, and those drops did not. That my dear, is a 200 dollars piece of irony. Your welcome.

18 days later

As you can see I’ve gotten quite good at this intermitent posting thing.

I’m just hear to give you a quick update on the plague and possibly some other things…as I usually tend to ramble. We are now on day 18 and this is the first day all five of us have been in our respective public places, AT THE SAME TIME. I am quite happy, beyond actually. Of course not before every member had gotten pink eye (minus Neil) and the plague and we even threw in a case of pneumonia for the littlest guy, ’cause we just needed a little more fun. Yes, even I succumbed to a minor version of the plague myself and followed it up with a lovely case of pink eye, which was really only notable because I had no eye make up on for four days (while I was on drops), in public no less!  I didn’t know who that woman in the mirror was, she had no eyes!

We all still have the occassional cough and the kid’s noses are still pouring, but it’s clear! Oh blessed clear. The complaints of cold this morning were because it actually was cold…for Florida…yes I know it was not REALLY cold, but we had almost 90 and then 50s showed up and I’m all ‘Hello? Who are you?’ Ok that was a horrible sentence…moving on.

I just want to thank you all for all of your prayers, I am hoping to have now paid my dues and we will all remain well FOREVER. Also it is my 8th anniversary, and though I had plans to write a sappy (not really) anniversary post, I will suffice it to say we are both eternally grateful to be able to stay up past 8:30 tonight and go out while someone else watches our non-contagious children. Happy Anniversary baby! *cough cough cough*

a plague on both your houses

I was watching Romeo and Juliet (the trippy 90s version, not the classic) with Neil earlier this week. It’s not my favorite movie, but he was sick and I was feeling generous. Normally I wouldn’t have thought much about it afterward, but that scene when Mercutio dies (who ironically was Micheal from LOST, we enjoyed that tidbit) will not leave my head. He’s been stabbed in a brawl and is stumbling backwards in the sand screaming to the feuding families ‘A PLAGUE! A PLAGUE ON BOTH YOUR HOUSES.’ Over and over and over he says it, in the movie and in my head.

Now none of us have murdered our friend and had him call down a curse on our family…I think…yeah pretty sure about that. Nonetheless, it feels as if there has been a plague on my house this week.

It all started with a little green goop in Jena’s eye on Saturday. That turned into Pink Eye, then Neil got the plague, then I’m up all night with Jena who is up hacking and crying and waking her brothers up, then Jacob starts hacking, and then he gets the Pink as well (even though I’d already changed and washed all sheet and pillow cases and cribs and bunk beds are a pain in the you know what!), then Jacob gets the fever, then Grant gets the fever, then Jena wakes up screaming that her ear hurts, and that leaves us at today.

A plague on both your houses. Yes I heard you Mercutio. I, however, did not kill you, you may remove your plague now. Thank you.

Green, gooey, ewwey

So it looks like Jena has an eye infection. She woke up this morning and seemed to be fine. She had a little green nasty in the corner of her eye, but she’s had a runny nose, we find green nasty just about everywhere on her face. Around lunch time we’re at Sea World watching shamu and I look down and her whole eye is swollen and pouring nasty.

Can some one please tell me how that happened in a matter of hours? Craziness.

So she’s taking her nap and we’ll have to run her up to the little clinic when she gets up. Of course her getting up will be fun I’m sure. Every almost three year loves the sensation of waking up to your eye glued shut. That should be fun. Almost as much fun as trying to wash everything she’s touched and trying to keep her from touching her brothers, because she can’t stop touching that eye.

But neither will compare to holding her down and putting drops in her eye. The fun around here is just nonstop baby.

hello? hello? echo echo

Why hello! I am alive over here. We did this crazy thing called, moving. I don’t know why people do it really, it is just insane, packing stuff in boxes, carrying boxes up stairs, opening boxes, taking stuff out of them, craziness, really. It has consumed us, ok so it’s consumed me. I don’t think anyone else has really paid attention. I, on the other hand have been spending my nights hanging pictures, and rearranging drawers and trying to figure out which place is the best for all the stuff.

I’m almost done though, half a dozen boxes or so. I saw or so, ’cause I thought I had half a dozen boxes…half a dozen boxes ago. I will have both cars in the garage by the end of the weekend though, mark my words. Here’s a short update list in no attempt at logical order to catch you up.

Most importantly, my sister is flying in tonight! Yippie! We are all very excited. She is actually going to sleepover in our new guest room, our first real guest. I can’t wait.


I love my new house, and I miss my old home, all at the same time. It is strange and sobering.


It’s time to register the big kid’s for school next year already. We know Jena is ready, easy decision there. Grant, our summer baby, well we’re still trying to discern what the best route is for him. Pre-k again at Spring of Life with Jena or big boy kindergarten at North Lake Elementary. If it’s kindergarten he would ride a bus. He is rooting for the bus.


I don’t even know how much I’ve mentioned here about our eczema saga with Jacob, but we have had a serious breakthrough. It seems diary hates our family and is lashing out at the youngest, yet again. We found a good anti-itch cream and pulled him off dairy a few weeks ago. I have a little baby again! Not a poor battered looking child. Face, arms and legs are clear and feet are better than they’ve been in  months. Very exciting!


We all celebrated the move by catching and passing on strep throat! What a party! I’d never felt pain like that in my throat, it was like party heels dancing in my throat, killer. Getting a kid swabbed is no fun, in case you were wondering. Hoping not to have to repeat that process. We’re all better now. Hoping to stay that way now that our stress level has supposedly decreased.


That’s all for now friends. Regular updates will be resuming soon. Pictures too…I just need to find all the supplies that will require, as my phone has decided uploading pictures is beneath it.

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