Okay, SOMEONE or SOMETHING was conspiring against me to get to work this morning. GRRR!

First, while dropping the boys off at daycare, their teacher tells me that the traffic going across the river (where my office is) is horrible, backed up many many miles. So I decide to take the ferry across instead.

The road leading to the ferry is closed. Every time I try to turn onto it, I’m met with a large “ROAD CLOSED” sign. Grrr. Finally, I get in line for the ferry, pay my dollar, and ride across the river.

Then, I drive through a gajillion traffic lights to get to work. I swear, they time the lights so that you go through one, and the next one, a block away, immediately turns red.

I get to my office building. The entrance to the garage, where I park, is closed. WTF? Grrrr. I park in the side lot. Where I’m not supposed to park. Whatever. I go to the side of the building, swipe my card, and the door remains locked. ARGH! So I have to go around the building to get in.

Okay, fine. While typing it out, it doesn’t seem as irritating as it was in reality. It was very irritating, I promise.

ETA: One more annoying thing happened since I typed this post. My mom called, questioning some charges that showed up on her debit card. They were undoubtedly charges made by me, but what the hell? I didn’t steal my mom’s debit card! Turns out our bank is stupid and linked my new debit card to her account. ARGH WHY ARE PEOPLE SO STUPID???

Today had better end up better than this. I have a meeting at 1 at the Marriott for a work thing. And then tonight is my triplet mom’s group get together with wine and snacks. I do not want to miss wine and snaaaaacks!!!

TGI-friggin-F! It’s been a sort of rough week. Mostly the last few days. Tuesday was great, I had dinner with Alicia and Stephanie, you know my quad and triplet mom friends. It was so fun, and they were so sweet to treat me for their birthday. Now I absolutely mustn’t forget theirs. I’m so terrible with birthdays, I even got a birthday calendar that hangs in my bathroom so I have to look at it every day. I think that this will help me. And it probably would, if I actually wrote anyone’s birthdays on it. I’m too paranoid to. I think I’m going to write it on the wrong day, and it’s such a pretty calendar that I don’t want to mess it up with scratch-outs or white out.

But by golly, I will write theirs on it. One’s in August, and one’s in October. I can remember the day of the month because it’s close to mine.

Anyway, then Oliver woke up with a fever yesterday, so I brought him to work with me. He napped for a while and I was able to be somewhat productive. His fever was gone today, so all three went to daycare. I got a call on my lunchbreak that their legs seemed swollen. How strange, so I went to check them out. They weren’t swollen, but they were cranky as all heck, so I ran to my house to get some Motrin. I think they’re getting their molars. Or that’s my theory. If they’re not, then I might run away when they do get them.

Tomorrow we’re going to Baton Rouge for their first haircut! Should be exciting. Or hellish. One of the two. I’ll be sure to take lots of pictures. And then they’re going to spend the night with their Granny and Grandpa while George and I get some much needed sleep and some work done on the playroom. My cousin Lisa is coming over on Sunday to help with that project.

It had better be warmer on Monday (it was 33 degrees this morning. In Louisiana, that may as well be -50.) because daycare is closed and I don’t want to be cooped up in the house all day. Hopefully we’ll be able to think of something fun to do.

And then next weekend, Kristina and Mike are coming for a visit. Hooray!

Here’s a few cute pictures from the other day of the boys wearing the sweaters that my friend Laurie gave them. Aw!

This’ll teach me…

Yesterday, I was reading a blog post about a puking baby. This baby puked, oh, three or four times. Maybe more. A real Pukey McVomiter.

I thought smugly to myself, “my boys never puke. We are so lucky we haven’t had to deal with that. Puke is gross.”

Of course, of course I was confronted with the sour stench of vomit this morning when I went into the boys’ room. Of course.

Poor little Miles had thrown up sometime in the night. And apparently he’d rolled around in it. Lovely. Poor little guy. He’s home with Daddy right now. Hopefully it was a one-time thing.

Here’s Pukey and Daddy yesterday. All together now…”awwww!”

Had a lovely birthday and weekend. George got me a camera bag that I’ve been lusting after, and my mom came over on Friday night so we could go see a movie. Oh yeah, and I also got cake. And I had popcorn at the movie. And a daiquiri. And Teresa gave me movie candy. Good god, that all sounds so gluttonous. And taht is why I had a fantastic birthday. And why I’m starting a new weight loss plan on Wednesday. Heh. More on that later.

We saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Partly because it was filmed in New Orleans. It was very good, but I did take issue with the use of Katrina. It seemed gratuitous, but I’m sure there was some artsy-fartsy reason for it. I don’t care, I hate artsy-fartsy, so to me, it was just exploitative. I’m sure people in other parts of the country barely noticed or didn’t even care, though.

On Saturday, my mom and I took the boys shopping. I got a book about the aforementioned weight loss plan and some bookshelves for the boys’ playroom. I wish I had the energy to think about painting the playroom, but alas, I do not. It’s purple. Purple’s fun, right? I am going to paint half of one of the walls with chalkboard paint, though. That’s gonna be fun. And possibly part of that with magnetic paint. Since they don’t have access to the fridge, they need somewhere to play with those magnetic toys that my sister gave them for their birthday. I have to wonder, though, if the paint is strong enough to hold them. I kind of doubt it. I may have to think of another way to do that.

So anyway. On Sunday, I took the boys to the Children’s Museum to meet up with some friends and their kids. That was really fun. I can’t wait until they’re older (my boys, not my friends) and get to experience the other exhibits at the museum. Right now we just hang out in the infant area, which is just a pit of mats and foam blocks and board books and wooden puzzles.

Milestones for the weekend (possibly in my imagination):
– Linus took a step
– Oliver waved and said “bye” to my mom
– Oliver said “hi”
– Miles saw a dog on TV and said “dog”

(But, Linus maybe just tripped, and “buh”, “hi”, and “duh” are kind of, you know, just syllables.)

Will post some pictures later from the weekend…

I do need to post, it’s been a few days. I just don’t feel like I have a lot to say right now. So I’ll use bullets.

– Yesterday, I took the boys to the ENT for their follow-up after their tubes. All is well!

– Oooh, this is exciting…I got a ticket to go visit my brother and SIL and niece Ellie in Los Angeles in March. I am very much hoping we’ll get to meet Cindy and Brian and their triplets. (They’re just a few days younger than my boys!) I’m bringing Linus with me, because he is my brother and SIL’s godson. That’s fair, right?

– Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be 34. Please gasp in amazement, for I barely look 24, right? RIGHT? My mom’s coming to watch the boys so we can go to a movie. Yay!

Enough talking, how about some pictures from this weekend?
Here’s what happens when I leave the playroom…

Linus and Oliver:

Oliver:

Linus:

Linus again:

Babies playing peacefully (?):

I got this list of questions from one of my favorite blogs ever…looks like fun, yes? And an easy way to get an entry done. Heh.

1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?

Good lord. Is raising triplets too obvious of an answer?

2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?

I didn’t make any last year. I was too tired. I think I will for 2009, though.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?

Well, my friend Anne had her son Whitman on Jan 1, and my friend Kettie had Henry at the end of July. To name a couple.

4. Did anyone close to you die?

No

5. What countries did you visit?

Canada! I can’t believe I actually got to answer this question.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?

A Wii and a Wii Fit. Heh. And walking, talking, children.

7. What dates from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?

December 4, 2008 – the boys’ first birthday.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?

Getting to that first birthday.

9. What was your biggest failure?

Not losing the baby weight.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?

No, nothing major. Just residual crap from the boys’ birth.

11. What was the best thing you bought?

Too bad we bought the minivan at the end of 2007.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?

Well, Linus, Oliver, and Miles’s, of course!

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?

Well, Linus, Oliver, and Miles’s, of course!

14. Where did most of your money go?

Well, Linus, Oliver, and Miles, of course!

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?

Well, Linus, Oliver, and Miles, of course!

Okay, I’ll stop. The election. That made me very happy too.

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?

Any of the ones from the Fisher-Price line of toys, particularly the Laugh and Learn Table thingy.

“One, two-three, four-five-six-seven-eight
Then, there’s nine!
Counting’s really great
With numbers,
When you have numbers,
Then you can count!
…And count agAIN!”

Man, I love that song.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? happier
b) thinner or fatter? marginally thinner
c) richer or poorer? poorer

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?

Exercise

19. What do you wish you’d done less of?

Eat

20. How did you spend Christmas?

In the Emergency Room with Miles and George

21. Did you fall in love in 2008?

I did. By the time 2008 rolled around, I was emerging from the haze of newborn triplets, and actually starting to love them. It wasn’t instantaneous like they want you to believe.

22. What was your favorite TV program?

30 Rock

23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?

Nah

24. What was the best book you read?

The new David Sedaris book, probably.

25. What was your greatest musical discovery?

See question #16

26. What did you want and get?

My wedding band and engagement ring to fit again!

27. What did you want and not get?

My pre-pregnancy clothes to fit again.

28. What was your favorite film of this year?

Did I see a movie this year? I’m sure I did. But I can’t remember right now.

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?

I was 33. George and I went to dinner at a Belgian restaurant. I was still very itchy (post-pregnancy issue) and tired. The boys were 5 weeks old.

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

Winning the lottery.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?

Slovenly.

32. What kept you sane?

Well, Linus, Oliver, and Miles, of course!

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?

I still love me some Colin Firth.

34. What political issue stirred you the most?

Just the election in general, I guess.

35. Who did you miss?

I have to say I missed my dad a lot this year. I can only imagine how much fun he’d be having with the boys.

36. Who was the best new person you met?

I think I’d have to say the local triplet moms, especially Alicia and Stephanie (who had their quads and triplets at the same time as me, you know what I mean) because I’ve learned so much from them. And made great friendships.

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.

Always cover up the pee-pee with a washcloth when changing a baby boy’s diaper.

38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.

“One, two-three, four-five-six-seven-eight
Then, there’s nine!
Counting’s really great
With numbers,
When you have numbers,
Then you can count!
…And count agAIN!”

Don’t be jealous. While you’re off sipping champagne or other festive adult beverages, wearing sparkly clothes and enjoying fireworks, George and I will be tending to three sickly children. Fun!

That’s right, they’re all three having their adenoids removed and ear tubes put in, on the 31st. I guess with three kids, you can’t be too choosy about what surgery slot you get. Ah well. I’m pretty excited about it, nevertheless. Could there possibly be an end in sight of the constant ear infections? Oh please, say yes!