What's better than a little family food poisoning?

oh my God.

is the holiday over yet?

because we haven't had nearly enough puking or pooing or stink. it all started off well. Thanksgiving came, I made stuffing at home and had desserts bought and ready. (hey, I had to work the day before and seriously had no time to bake. and it has been like 80 degrees and my kitchen heats up like a Martha Stewart Hell Island when I bake anything for more than 30 minutes.)
we arrived at my sister's at 1:30. on time. awesomeness.
we ate, everything was really good and I was stuffed. I have not eaten to the omfg, I may just explode stage in a very long time and it was yummy.
kids were good. they ate. minimal food throwing from the Littlest Little. (they have a dog, so clean up was minimal)
got home, everyone got into bed and I did some laundry whilst writing the next New York Times best seller(hey, it's MY dream, OK).
and then, the next day happened.

son #1 woke up and ate a doughnut and then went to my bed and fell back to sleep. unusual, yes...but he was up late the night before so I thought he was just tired.

the man announced that he had a stomach problem and then went back into the bathroom that he had just come out of.

I was not feeling 100%, but thought I was just tired.

at approximately 10 AM, son #1 walks out of my bedroom and says those famous words that all Mommas in the world know and fear. "Momma, I don't feel so blaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh". all over himself and the floor. I got him to the kitchen sink where he proceeded to throw up for a few more minutes. he got into the shower while I cleaned it all up, and when he came out, he announced that he was now fine and then collapsed onto my bed again and slept for 10 hours.

the man made appearances off and on all day in and out of the bathroom.

at dinnertime, everyone seemed better. I made pizzas and we all ate.

baby bath time came and as I was drying off the little one, he puked. on me. on the bathroom floor. and on himself.

I restarted the bath and put him right back in. where he proceeded to throw up again. and have diarrhea. IN THE TUB.

I yelled for the man to get himself to me asap and take little man to the shower. I then cleaned the tub and bathroom.

got him clean and jammied and to bed. he woke up 2 hours later and puked again. this time, however, he only hit the towel that I had laid down onto the bed and his shirt. the man took care of that episode.

3AM it hit me. at least I was allowed some privacy (aka no one woke up and helped me at all) for my vomiting. I then went back to bed. and slept until 9AM. the man got up with the kids and let me sleep. bless him.

I have not made the phone call yet to see if anyone else is sick. were we poisoned? was it a bug that was already brewing in one of the Littles that decided the day after Thanksgiving was the day to make its' appearance? we shall see. I have doubts about my mil's sweet potatos. I'll just make that statement now.

I've been Twilighted twice so far

and I am happy:)

yes, budget limitations are very evident in the special effects scenes. sparkling Edward looked like a sort of glittery sweaty Edward who was having a panic attack. Edward sucking out the venom was more comical than I ever thought sucking out venom could be.

I loved seeing Stephenie Meyer in the diner scene! Jacob was so cute. makes me wonder how the hell New Moon Jacob will look. I'll worry about that then. perhaps he will have a major growth spurt and be just fine. teenaged boys have been known to do that. 'cuz Jacob is supposed to be like 6 foot 7 or so. huge platform shoes, maybe?

I saw it at midnight and loved that experience! so much fun:)

I saw it Saturday night with my 9 yr old son and 12 yr old niece. more fun:) and we got to see the new Harry Potter preview, too.

overall, I give it a solid B. room for improvement, but satisfying.

Hamster War

well, yesterday afternoon I was getting my grocery list ready and then heard this really odd, scary sound. it sounded like a child was screaming into a 2 liter bottle of soda and every so often I would hear a grunt.(no, don't ask me why I thought that is what it sounded like. my children have never screamed into a 2 liter bottle of soda, we're a can kind of family. that is just what I thought of when I heard the sound).so I hear this sound and can account for all three Littles because they are sitting right with me. all of them are fine. they are all looking at me, though, wondering what the sound is coming from.
oldest son jumps up and screams, "Cali!"
daughter screams, "Willow!"
and they both get up and run towards their bedroom. they open the door and the noise gets much louder. it is the hamsters, who apparently have declared war on one another and are attacking each other. they are chasing each other around the cage. bedding is flying up in tufts. screams can be heard. yes, hamsters scream. it's not pleasant to hear, not that anyone screaming in pain or terror is a nice sound, but still, this was one of those "ouch, that hurts my ears" kind of scream.
son opens top and starts to put his hand in there. "STOP!!!!!!!!!!!" I scream. man, we can all scream in this family....
all I could picture was his little hand getting mauled by 2 mutant, insane hamsters. not gonna happen, mister. not on my watch.
so then I had to figure out how to get them apart. I sure as hell was not putting my hand in there. no little hands were going in there.
and then, I thought of the tupperware.
I got a sandwich container lid from the kitchen. I separated the two mongrels and then scooted one over to one far side of the cage. alone. I picked up Willow, who was sporting a bloody nose and was panting. I got a baby wipe and wiped Willow's nose off, small cut on her little hammy nose, no other injuries.
I put convict #1 into the ball and put her in the kitchen, aka solitary confinement.
got out convict #2 and used about 4 wipes on her. "Skipper" was the main victim here. she has 2 bites on her back, a bite on her foot and a cut ear. Willow is a bad ass little fighter, it seems. who knew??????????
so, we got all kids and hamsters calmed down and I added a new hamster cage to my list.
bought one, got home and got Willow into her new pad. everyone is very happy and all bleeding has stopped. why, after nearly a year of living together happily as three female hamsters did these two suddenly decide that they hate one another? (the third hammy, Cali, was sitting off to one side during the whole fight scene, washing her face and ignoring the whole fiasco)

all is well today. they're happy and calm again. for now.

Election is over, maybe now we can have more Twilight?

OK, I may sound lame, but Yah! we have a new President and he is the first ever AA President for the USA. wanna know my concerns? I am so glad the political commercials can take a breather, which will free up a ton of time on TV and perhaps Twilight previews will become my crack(or heroin) that the increasingly slimey political ads were. I enjoy as the election gets nearer and the commercials that that...change to the dark side. they start out with trying to stick to the issues. taxes, education, medical....and then they become different. it's like at any minute someone is going to yell out, "omg! he killed 3 children and ate them at a BBQ and then he screwed his next door neighbor's dog and then he sucked up 15 lines of coke and now he's running for Congress! that's why you should vote for ME!"

so, 15 days until Twilight. got the soundtrack last night after I voted. I wasn't going to, but it was sort of a sign. I was at Target, and there was only 1 copy left. 1 copy of the Twilight soundtrack. for me. I got it, and then little man age 9 told on me. he totally gave up his Momma within like 5 minutes of me walking in the door. he saw it....yells out, "Momma bought something about the vampires!".
wanna know how I got back at him? I made him listen to it all the way to school today...mwahahahahahaa . oh yeah, just you wait and see who's 9 year old will be humming Linkin Park and Paramore....

review of the soundtrack= love Paramore, Linkin Park, Perry Ferrel. and I realy hate that I am saying this, but the Rob Pattinson song....ehhhh, umm perhaps is I could understand what he is saying I may like it more, but it honestly sounds liek his mouth is stuffed with cotton or he is on heavy sedatives and can't quite form the words completely. and really, it pains me to say that. I was all willing to say he was a wonderful singer. I will listen to it a few more million times and maybe he'll grow on me. or bite me.

and the candy, oh the candy!

Halloween 2008 was definitely a success here in Florida! perfect weather, slight chill to the air, clear night. no mosquitoes. that's a first, I believe.
we had a Dementor, a karate girl and a monkey. the monkey only trick or treated for about 15 minutes until Grandma arrived and then he was left with Grandma for a night of all consuming spoiling to occur. I think they both enjoyed it, however apparently there was an incident where my little precious love did not want his diaper changed and proceeded to have a screaming, rolling, hitting fit while Grandma tried to wipe poop and cover him with a fresh diaper. I fixed the diaper when I got home....it was only fastened on one side and somehow he had not peed all over the house and himself.
we trick or treated down the street, picked up a neighbor and added him to the mix, and then went around almost the whole neighborhood.
2 huge bags of candy came home with us. the Dementor has discovered the joys of Pixie Sticks(after I instructed him on the proper eating technique, poor kid was trying to suck the sugar out, thus turning it into a stuck together sugar plug). the karate girl likes Starburst. the monkey had a Dum Dum and then stuck it to his Daddy's head.
I also got a bit of running into to night. neighbor boy decided he was done and I took him home and then ran back to find my group. while I was gone, a convertible had driven by and gave out Jello shots to the adults, candy to the kids. I always miss out on the good stuff.
and here we are, I was a Twilight Mom :)