Thursday, September 27, 2007

Psychosomatic Hypochondria

Seems like a redundant phrase, doesn't it? Psychosomatic Hypochondria...emphasis on the "psycho."

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Michael was working from home. The phone rings and he answers. He hangs up and yells, "Since when does Meave have allergies?" I go to the living room and answer, "Never."

"Well, she's been sneezing for the last 20 minutes and they want us to come get her."

Very perplexed, I head off to the school.

I open the office door and hear this explosive series of sneezes...fake ones. I walk in and am greeted by concerned looks from the office staff. I look at my red-faced, sweating 7 year-old, working hard to sneeze her brains out, and, trying hard not to laugh, I say, "Knock it off." And she does.

The office staff are now scraping their jaws off the floor as I lead my cured child out the door for a chat. Something is up.

After a long chat about how she really needs to go home 'cause she her throat now hurts (from sneezing for half an hour) and she has a fever (elevated body temp from the sneezing exercise she has been engaged in), I start leading her back to class. Gotta nip this one in the bud.

I keep asking if something is wrong...somebody being mean? Something freaking her out in class? Is she worried about something? As we near her classroom, she grabs my leg and starts crying about how she just misses me SOOOO MUCH! We discuss the fact that I am always home when she gets there and that when she needs me I show up at school...and her shoulders sag in defeat.

She goes into the class room as her concerned teacher comes out to talk to me.

"I have never seen an allergy attack like that!" she says.

"It was fake," I tell her. After she blinks a couple of times, she bursts out laughing. Meave likes her because she is funny, and I can see now that she has a good sense of humor. We discuss the testing that is going on and how Meave has a perfection complex that rivals my own, blah, blah, blah... As I left, she was smiling, and Meave was working.

As I am leaving the building, I am asked several times about Meave's attack and watch each jaw drop as I say it was fake. The school nurse laughed and said it was the most committed performance she had ever seen. And then she patted me on the back and said, "Good job, Mom!"

When I got home and told Michael why I was without the youngest diva, guess what his jaw did. And he said it was a good thing that I went because he would have believed her. Good divas always believe other good divas.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Oh no...musicals

I am a dancer...I am constitutionally and physically inclined to dance. My husband is an actor...same disposition.

Guess what our children are....musical theatre GEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is just occurring to me at this moment that my daughters are actually the perfect genetic product of their father and myself. And I can't stand it!

(Oh, you know I can...'cause they are mine and I MUST continue to LOVE them...I must, I must...)

They are cleaning the kitchen and the I-pod speakers are blasting. Do they listen to "Sound of Music" or "West Side Story?" Oh,'s "RENT." Even little Meave is singing about "dropping her stash"... oh, man.

Have I ever said how much I actually dislike musicals?

How did this happen to me?

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Ahh, knitting...

I have been itching to knit the past few weeks, but when I finally have time during the day to organize myself, it is late in the evening...and I no longer actually have the brain power to organize myself. And I really want to be doing something big, but can't seem to figure that out either. Susan did ask if I could make something warm for her noggin this winter, so I have been perusing the patterns. I found this below and am doing a test for Meave...
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I told her I like the hole at the top myself and might leave it there. She looked at me like I am such a dork and mumbled, "Yeah right, Mama." Then she snorted at me!
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She's been taking notes from Maggie on how to jazz up a photo op.
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The hat is called Cap Karma and was designed by that link for her blog, the hat, etc. Thanks, Smariek

And the Pinwheel Sweater is finally done. The yarn is wool and silk from Mystical Creation Yarns...fantastic stuff. So soft, smooth and strong...I had to keep scissors with me on this one because I could not break this yarn with my hands.
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Which presents an unusual dilemma...I typically feel that if I cannot break a yarn with my hands then it will not stretch very much...but this sweater is growing!!!
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Yes, I did knit it looser than the pattern called for, and it is bigger than the pattern, but the growing has to stop! Molly loves it and has been wearing it. She wraps up in it like a big blanket, but that was not how I envisioned it. I think I am going to try my trick of soaking it, letting it drain mostly dry, and then put it in the dryer for a bit to tighten it up...anyone have an opinion on that?

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More about this sweater here: Long Lost Knitting...

Saturday, September 1, 2007

On a MUCH Lighter Note...

For a few days on there were these advertisements for dance poles...from

So, Susan checked it out and found at that we hard working moms can afford to get one if we put it on layaway!!!!!!!!!!!!! Might be worth it just to get some "Mighty Grip"!!????

Make sure you have your sound on when you click the link (which seems safe...I get every pop-up and weird attachment there is, and nothing else came up with this site).

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