Friday, June 26, 2009

It’s Not The Heat; It’s the Humanity

Wow. What a week in the news. There is all this commotion in Iran, human rights and stolen elections and deadly violence and all, but that was obliterated by the Gosselin announcement of separation. What is that quote about how you can tell a lot about a society by who they worship? And then when we were knee deep in that war of words when yet another politician cheated on his wife (and got caught). Then Farrah Fawcett died, but her untimely death was eclipsed almost immediately by Michael Jackson’s untimely death.

I have thoughts about all of this but I just don’t have the energy to get into it. I have been battling something (a cold? Sinus issues? Swine flu?) for a couple of days now, and it really came down like a ton of brick last night. Meaning, my head is killing me and my throat hurts and my voice has lowered a few notches as I battle a dry, hacking cough and massive ennui. And it feels like I can’t get a real deep breath. Not helping matters is the fact that I just spent two days with two extra kids: My niece and nephew joined our household on Wednesday and Thursday. The girls loved having their cousins around, and Leif and Skye seemed to have a great time too. But four kids? It is a lot of work. I have a new respect for anyone with more than two children. I lost my patience quite a few times, but immediately repented with apologies and hugs and promises not to lose my patience again. But I failed.

Also not helping maters is the fact that my apartment is 84.9 degrees. Yes, we have an indoor thermometer just so we can be specific when complaining about how hot it is. We have ceiling fans and powerful air conditioners and it still feels like hell to me. When I use the oven in the kitchen, the apartment feels so hot that I want to pass out. I think we need a third air conditioner for this place if I am to survive without melting.

And today, I have to bake. Nicole entered me in a baking contest at work, so I am making apple turnovers and triple chocolate cookies (actually, I made those last night). And then tonight, I am on my own with the little monsters, as Nicole has an appointment for a hair cut and color. And topping off this week is Saturday night, when I will be babysitting for my nephew and 12 of his classmates, as my sister-in-law and brother host a fundraiser party for Leif’s new school.

Did I mention I feel like crap?

Pictured above, the Beige Food Group, which I feed all four kids on Wednesday and Thursday because I did not have the energy to fight for Green foods. Also pictured, this is what Avery created while I was busy making cookies last night. And finally, Avery and most of her Sesame Friends.


K J and the kids said...

First off....LOVE the title.
Second. I'm sorry you're sick.
Third. (cheering section) YOU CAN DO IT GIRL !!!

Lastly, magic eraser. (trust me)

suz said...

What you're battling sounds exactly like what I had a few weeks ago - sinusitis. Started with headache and sore throat then moved into my chest. It lasted about 10 days but I was feeling fairly decent by day 6-7 and after that it was just coughing at night. It sucks though, hope you are feeling better soon.

Molly said...

ugh, feel better. I think this calls for a toasted almond ice cream bar.

I think I'm at the point today where I can't take in any more news from around the world.

Linda said...

So so sorry you aren't feeling good...

Ummm, I'm hoping that was done with "washable" crayons?? I recall painting several walls in an apartment because my sweet little girl saw this huge canvas on which to color..back in the 70's there was no such thing as "washable" crayons/markers. Oh-and that reminds me, when she was about 4 I lay down in bed with her and squinted/blinked to see what the little teeny tiny marks were on the wall by her bed.Low and behold-many, many little stick figures doing various activities done with a least those were "erasable"!

calliope said...

I want some cookies now. damn.
hope you feel better SOON!!

Rebecca said...

Oh, man, I hope you feel better. I had that last week and it sucked. There seems to be some wicked sinus thing making the rounds.

God bless the beige food group. I like the hot dog food group, too. Well, Rhett does, and who am I to complain? His favourite is still the white food group, because of his drinking problem.

I love Avery's friends. A few of their clones reside in my son's bed as we speak.

I won't even start on the wall drawing. It is nice to see their artistic sides emerge, isn't it?