bleck!

Well, a largely uneventful weekend, which was A-OK by me since I haven't really been feeling well lately. Actually, not entirely uneventful: Saturday morning I spent in the E.R. to get antibiotics for my son's ear infection. big weekend fun.

Saw Oceans 13, which was entertaining but not much more then that. Sunday V helped me with my yard which looked like an abandoned lot since I killed all of the weeds a few weeks ago, leaving giant bare spots in the yard amongst tall unkempt grass, since the manual push mowers I have pretty much suck ass. It was sooo awesome of him to offer to help, I never would have asked, and I have no idea how long it would have taken me to get to it on my own (forever??) He weed-wacked it down to a reasonable length, then we hoed up the bare spots and added some potting soil, then covered each spot with this aquamarine colored fuzz that is a mix of fertilizer and grass seeds. So now the lawn looks really sci-fi but anyway, supposedly in 7-14 days new grass should be growing. Cross your fingers!
Now I know why my friend Aaron 'outsources' all of that stuff, lawn looks great and you never have to sweat and get dirty on the weekend! But actually, for me it was painless when doing it alongside V. Its doing it alone that is the suck. 100 bonus boyfriend points awarded. :)

So, I don't know if you've ever had to give a sick child liquid medicine, but believe me, its an ordeal. I'd rather take part in almost any other task. Nevertheless, I have in the past tasted many awful medicines, such as Robotussin which is gross, or Nyquil which tastes like liquid satan. So, I know it tastes bad but you just suck it up and gulp it down quickly, make a face, and move on with your life. So, a little bit of moaning and gagging is tolerable, but after a while its like, just drink the damn stuff and lets move on, kid! Which is how I felt about it until last night, dose 2 of antibiotics. The poor kid looked mortified, horrified, petrified, and even terrified, in addition to any other number of 'fied's.

I'm like, enough moaning, just drink it already, how bad could it be? It smells like bubble gum! Then I stick my finger in there and put it in my mouth to prove it. For the first second, a sweet bubblegummy flavor, and a smug look starts to cross my face. This isn't bad at all, it tastes like, cand.... then, out of nowhere, my mouth is assaulted by vilest most heinous flavor I've ever experienced, including my mother's cooking (just kiddin!!) I feel like the rat must feel after it takes a bite of that poisoned cheese... oh crap, this can't be good. Worse even, the flavor lingers and matures on my toungue - bleck! This is really the worst stuff i've ever put in my mouth, and that was only one pinky-tip of the foul stuff! Oh the job of a parent, forced to give a poor sick kid such horrid dreck in the name of love. *sigh*

Well anyway, my hats off to brave kids everywhere who are able to choke that stuff down.
But a spoonful of blueberry cheesecake icecream *does* help the medicine go down. :)