Something to laugh about

bwah hahahahahahahahaha. I'll save this one for Zerin, when he's ready... actually, the Tiger might motivate him....

The Death of Dairy

Well, it's official. The doctor said we should seriously consider going dairy free. Then gluten free. I've been reading about the very positive responses parents or children with neurologically based disorders (think add, autism, apraxia) . I know I can do it, I just hate being the food police around my child. I also don't want to learn an entirely new way of cooking. I mean, come on, I just figured out how to make "normal" bread.

I just don't want to... whine, whine, whine....

So this week is dairy week. We are going to consume as much cheese, milk, ice cream and whatever other dairy products we can find. Then we're going to be done. For a very long time.... The dr said we should see results in 2-3 weeks, but the full benefits happen for about 6 months. Dan and I will decide when we're going to do gluten free. It might be easier to wait until after the first of the year.

So, for dinner we're have scalloped potato casserole. Dessert is a chocolate cake Anya picked out from Schwanns.

So, I just don't want to. And to be fair, neither does Anya. We're not expecting miracles. We know Apraxia won't disappear, but hopefully those l's r's and non-spontaneous speeches will get easier for her.

Still writing....

house is cleaned... my goal is to maintain the cleanliness lest we lose a small child under the clutter.... children will be forced to help in this unprecedented effort.

My fingers are flying across the keyboard, typing words I hope make sense in the grand plot of this book. I'm hoping to write something not entirely horrible so I'll have an easier time editing when it's done.... ugh... I suppose I should get back to writing my novel... and the piece I promised Margie.... I'm going to treat myself to a manicure after this month... Meanwhile, here's a picture of the tire I put on the car a few weeks ago... yay me!

Lysa

NaNoWriMo HO!

Well, I'm writing away, pounding out the story every night, at least until writer's block hits. The word count on my blog isn't working but I don't really have time to fix it, cause all the computer time I get I'm using for Relief Society stuff or novel writing or working on the Op Ed piece.

Kids are running a muck, although no serious injuries have occurred, Zerin has a few more "love marks" from Normandy. I call them "love marks" because Zerin seems to love the wrestling matches that bring them on. Go Figure. Although I do remember Michael sitting on my face and farting when he was still in diapers. I hope my kids relationship will survive their childhood.

Halloween was a blast. For the first time in years I dressed up.I went as the swine flu. Dan went as the vaccine. Very funny. I didn't see any other swine flus out there. I'll post a pic when I get one from Michelle and Sam, our personal family photographers.

The sugar crash from unlimited candy on Sunday has passed, the pleadings for the sugary confections getting fewer and farther between. The remaining candy, as well as some requested and unexpected items have been carefully placed into a medium, flat rate postal box for Michael, the face-sitting farter. It will be off an a journey to the deserts of Iraq as soon as I get a good address.

The toddlers pulled the cushions off the couch and are playing trampoline. I'm trying to decide how much I care.

Lysa