La gastronome?

In the previous entry I really wanted to refer to Chelsea as “la gastronome”, but I was sure the noun was masculine, and didn’t know if there was a feminine version of it.  La gastronomée?!  If you know, please tell me.  Chelsea only ate once yesterday—and it was just a tiny bit—but she was willing to eat another tiny bit again today.  She’s most interested in eating first thing in the morning, when I guess she’s most hungry.  We had one more vomiting incident today but I hadn’t given Chelsea her Reglan, and it obviously makes a big difference.  Tonight she came by the sofa and practically asked to be lifted up, but she wanted nothing to do with me and only wanted to hang out and be cute with Nancy.  I feel like an under-appreciated Mom :p Oh, and Chelsea pooped today!  I didn’t know if that function was working, so it was a relief to cross one worry off the list.

Here’s a little photo of Chelsea and her thousand dollar shaved belly:

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We’ve been having a lot of problems because of the excess rain, and on Monday I discovered a big wet spot on one of the garage walls.  I figured the water was leaking in from a spot outside, and I called in a warranty request to go with our “please repair our leaky window” request.  The warranty rep came by today and pointed out that water was leaking from the roof of the garage too, so it’s not just one little spot in the middle of the wall—it’s a much bigger problem.  He then wanted to go charging upstairs to look for leaks there, and got very annoyed when I told him that if he wanted to go poking around upstairs in the master bedroom, I’d really need him to come back next week when I could prepare better.  He was not happy with me and gave me a little, “We need to get moving on this” lecture.  You know, I want the leaks fixed too, but I think it’s okay for me to ask for some advance notice if some strange guy wants to go traipsing through the room that we never bother tidying because no one ever sees it but us.  He was also annoyed because I hadn’t emptied the garage cabinets so he could move them, but I didn’t know he’d need all those things done!  His job only seems to be to coordinate repairs, so I didn’t bother getting the house repair-worthy.  He doesn’t carry around tools and fix-it things—he just looks at stuff and makes irritating phone calls.  It’s been over a month since we asked to have our window repaired and it still isn’t fixed, so I think I had pretty good reason to not empty out the garage in anticipation of speedy repairs.

After he left and my blood pressure sank a few notches, I did some measuring and comparing and poking and prodding and I can safely say that there is no leak upstairs, anywhere.  I’m sure he’ll still insist on looking for one, the bastard.  We’re going to run to Target perhaps this weekend and buy some really big plastic storage bins so we can put all our books away and move the bookcases, and then the master bedroom will be a bit more presentable.  Those poor sad bookcases have to go, anyway… I think their time is about up.  It’s my dream to build wonderful built-in bookcases which run from floor to ceiling and have doors on them, so the books don’t get dusty, but that will be an awfully big project to tackle.  I’m still working on the damn cat tree… I finally did the carpeting but ran out of carpet scraps before I was able to finish the top perch.  I either need to find some scraps at Home Depot, or figure out how to hack a chunk of carpet from the 200 sq. ft. piece which is all rolled up and hanging from the ceiling in our garage.  Oh, one more garage-related item—I got an estimate today from Closet Masters for a great garage workbench with some storage cupboards.  I love the design and really want the cabinets, but can’t place an order for anything until the leak is fixed.  Bah.

It rained some more today, and I had to stay home while Nancy went to a birthday party because there were thunderstorms in the area.  I didn’t want to come home to Eli with a broken leg or something from panicking during a storm.  It ended up being an uneventful evening, and Nancy rewarded me with cake and a peppermint mocha.  Kate, if you’re reading this, I want you to rest assured that I’m eating all the sugar you gave up long ago, so there is still equilibrium in the sugar universe :)

Posted by Leigh-Ann on 02/24 at 10:58 PM

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  1. The sugar universe and I think you for maintaining it’s equilibrium.  I’ve sent a friend of mine on a mission to figure out how to make the best damn Splenda cake in the world for my birthday.  Normally I don’t care about eating desserts made with artificial sweetners…...but it’s my birthday, dammit, and I want cake.

    Oh….and in reference to your other post, I too have heard of the Corrs.  My best friend and her partner are addicted to them.  They saw them in concert recently and have even chosen one of their songs for the processional part of their upcoming wedding ceremony.  I’ll ask her which song it is and let you know.

    Posted by Kate  on  02/25  at  04:50 PM
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