Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Squabbbling.

First off, I have a shout out to my good friend Aimee, who is living abroad in Istanbul. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ROSSMAN!!! WOO! And since you're living in Turkey, I have a Turkey Cake for you:Yeah, I kill myself. Heh heh.

So, I am tired of all the squabbling. I hear it all day long between my two boys (and sometimes my daughter joins in the fray) and lately, when the news is on, everybody is squabbling about everything. About AIG. About the earmark-laden spending bill (if I remember correctly Obama said he'd VETO any bill that crossed his desk with earmarks...hmmm) and all the political yadda yadda yadda. And I am horribly saddened by what happened to Natasha Richardson.

I turned the TV off. Rather, since Hubby loves the squabbling, I went in another room. I turned on some music, and just...existed.

Our society likes to squabble. It thrives on turmoil. I am getting tired of it. Yet I like to be educated on what's happening in the world, so it's tough. What's a person to do?

The baby won't eat. I fix all of his favorite things, and he throws them on the floor. The little stinker. But he drinks milk like no tomorrow. I actually got some oatmeal in him this morning, which was a miracle. Baby steps to recovery, I guess.

Now Hubby, Myself and Thing Three all have scratchy sore throats. I swear I could turn this house inside out and sterilize it with every chemical known to man and wash everything on SANITARY wash cycle and we'd still all get sick.

Hmmm... maybe I could put everyone in their own individual bubbles...

3 comments:

Devon Ellington said...

When I was really, really little, I didn't eat. I threw things on the floor. Mealtime was torture for everyone.

Finally, after YEARS,it turned out that I had a combination of stomach problems and food allergies. Only I didn't know it, I only knew that eating made me feel sick. I didn't want to feel sick, so I refused to eat (and I slipped stuff to the dog all the time).But I didn't know how to communicate it.

If the baby is still on antibiotics, that might be making him nauseous and that's why he's not eating.

Or, maybe he's at the stage where throwing the food is more fun than eating it!

Hope you don't all get sick. Sending you healing thoughts for the whole house!

Aimee said...

Ahhhh....shucks! Thanks for remembering my birthday. And the turkey cake is very clever. You're the best. Hugs and misses!

Michelle Miles said...

I try to turn a deaf ear to the squabbling but I like to be informed too.

It's very sad about Natasha Richardson.

Hope you guys don't get sick! I hear Airborne works but I haven't tried it.