Random Kitten Generator for Capitol Swell

Capitol Swell admits he likes kitties. This is for him.

Don't you just want to smush your face into these kitties and get all rashy and wheezy? It's all worth it to hear them purrrrrrrrrr. Have fun, Capitol Swell....

Sing With Me, You Know You Want To!

I see a little silhouetto of a man!
(Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango?)

Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening ME-
Galileo! Galileo,
Galileo! Galileo,
Galileo figaro
Magnifico!

OH OH OH OH OH!!!!

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me-
HE'S JUST A POOR BOY FROM A POOR FAMILY! SPARE HIM HIS LIFE FROM THIS MONSTROSITY!

Easy come easy go-,will you let me go?
BISMILLAH! NO!!!!!!!,we will not let you go- LET HIM GO!
BISMILLAH! we will not let you go- LET HIM GO!

WILL NOT LET YOU GO -let me go!
WILL NOT LET YOU GO - let me go!

NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!


Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go!

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me.....

FOR ME........

FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Crazy guitar riff- shake your head like you're pounding on the dashboard, squint your eyes and ROCK OUT!!!!!)

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to DIEEEEEEEEEEE?
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH baby! Cant do this to me baby.........
Just gotta get out.........just gotta get right outta here!!!!!

Just in Time for Quality Television

Ryder is doing great. Today was the best day he's had since last Friday. No fevers, eating like a puppy (he's up to 20 oz. a day- he's usually at 35+), his wet diapers are climbing up, and we don't have to force feed him with syringes. The meds the doc prescribed were the key, and I was almost going to call him today just to tell him how we think he rocks. All is good, just in time for Wednesday night television.

So, our Wednesday night TV line-up really only consisted of the elimination round of American Idol. But first, I ran across America's Next Top Model. I'm a sucker for that show too, and I tuned in because- well, I had an hour to waste before 9pm. This one was a good one. If you're an ANTM fan, you'd know that when you see a "make-over" episode, you're in for a treat. The girls lose their shit when they gotta cut their hair. OOOHHHH the horror. "Jennifer? You ....are......(as she flips over the photo) STILL in the running to becoming America's Next Top Model."

Then, onto American Idol. Jesus. "America voted ladies and gentleman....Sinjaya....you......are.........SAFE."

Hmmmm what to watch now? Ahhhhhh, what's this? The Search for the Next Pussycat Doll? Let's give it a go. People, the quality just keeps getting better and better tonight. I can see Chief Sherpa jumping up and dancing- wishing she was on that stage shaking her booty, desperately pursuing her dream of becoming a hip/hop dancer-singer-stripper. After a half an hour of this show.....I'm hooked. Especially the tag line at the end where they eliminate one of girls (while they're draped in pink, feathery, fluffy boas):

"Sarah......you...will..NOT be one of the Pussy Cat dolls. Will you please hang up your boa?"

BRILLIANT!!! Sign me up for Wednesday night TV programming. Thankfully Ryder is better so I can thoughtfully enjoy all this crap!

A Curse to be a Nurse

It's a definitely a curse to be a nurse when your child is sick. No- it doesn't help one f*cking bit. In fact, it makes you think the worst. Such as.....

Ryder is on prednisolone for his junky lungs, and his upper airway wheezing. Any normal human being would think, "wow- thank god there is medicine for it. He can stay out of the hospital, and his lungs will clear up. Oh look, he's acting normal again! He's running in circles! Oh thank goodness- he's much better already!"

This is me: "What are the side effects? Irritability? Restlessness? Excitability? Ohhhh, like caffeine? Ohhhhh wait a minute here.... (as Ryder is racing around the house with his heart beating 120+ bpm) he's been slightly dehydrated for a few days. Jesus, we need to seriously calm him down, he'll give himself a stroke or a heart attack because he's dehydrated!!!!"

I never thought I'd be this way- hypersensitive and insane about Ryder's health. And the worrying continues....

Must Have Been the Holy Water.

Ryder got a bunch of beautiful presents for his birthday party and baptism last week. He also got himself sick with a nasty ass virus that is flying around the kid's shoulders these days. To all of you kiddies who've attended Ryder's party, and have gotten ill, I'm sooo desperately sorry. I say desperately because I'm losing my mind over the little bear cub, and I'm sure this hasn't been the happiest of weeks for you too. JD, Aiden, Ryder, Iz, Luna, and Sophia all came down with something, whether it be diarrhea, fevers, or a nasty cold virus.

Ryder showed no signs of illness until Thursday, when he developed a cough. By Friday, his nose was running, and he was still coughing, but only this time, he spiked a temperature to 103. Annnnnddd then he decided to stop eating. This is how its been all weekend. This is how he still is today (his fever breaking for several hours now and then). I'm going crazy and losing my shit because there is nothing I can do for him. Nothing. Consequently, this is the first time Ryder has ever spiked a temperature. I guess I'm lucky in that area.

Again, as a nurse, I know what can happen if he continues on this course of not eating, with fevers, and a cough like a 40 year old smoker. I've seen little kids go home from the hospital with traches after coming down with RSV. I've heard of a little cousin of Ryder's whose actually had a febrile seizure. I don't want any of this for my son, but there is nothing I can do except wait and see...and THAT DRIVES ME FUCKING MAD!!!! FUCKING MAD THAT I CAN'T DO ANYTHING. I can only just watch him deteriorate in front of my eyes. Watch him go from 5 eight oz. bottles a day to ten oz. TOTAL a day. Watch him lose weight, watch his lips get dry and cracked, watch his wet diaper count dwindle from 6 a day to 1 a day, watch him cry deliriously, watch him push the bottle away, watch him spit up his Tylenol and Motrin, watch him spike a fever again, and listen to his lungs go from "clear throughout" to "course with upper airway wheezing". If I could throw something right now I would. If I could SCREAM right now I would. But I won't. He's sleeping. I've GOT to keep it together. I'm losing my shit for him.

We've been in touch with the pediatrician all weekend. Today we finally brought him in. It turns out that he has a slight ear infection, so he's on antibiotics now. If he can keep it down. His lungs also are sounding terrible, so he's on a course of steroids, to reduce the swelling. We go back in on Friday to see how he's progressed. I hope to god he's better by then.

Thank you to those who have called me and told me to calm down. You know who you are. I wouldn't be here, holding it together for Ryder, if it weren't for you. Thank you too to the wonderful husband, who's been amazing taking care of the little guy with a respiratory infection, and the wife with a mental illness.

Shew. I feel much better now. I know I can't keep Ryder in a bubble to protect him from all the nastiness that is flying around. And I'm thankful that Ryder truly isn't an immunocompromised kid to begin with. Not that I know of anyway. He'll get over this just fine. But next time people, if your child MIGHT be sick, don't bring him or her to a birthday party for chrissakes. It just isn't fun. Alternatively, if he or she WAS sick a few days ago, or a week ago, give us a little heads up. I might have sanitized the toys afterwards, and maybe that might have helped. Don't worry, I don't blame anyone for Ryder's illness, I'm just a little nuts right now wondering what I could've done to prevent it, as I can't control anything that's coming down the pipe.

Perhaps it was the Holy Water this past weekend for his baptism. Perhaps he was the little devil, and he's being cleansed. Won't that be a treat for us all when he's better?

Three Thoughts on American Idol

It's not called "Asian Idol"- so you who may be of Asian heritage- Korean, Filipino, Indian....you ain't gonna win. Not that he was my favorite, but AJ (the Filipino guy) was far better than the guy he was standing next to when they said that he was going home. It's just not going to happen. Sorry. I know, I know...it's CRAP!

And, ladies....you're definitely not going to get good props from Simon or any of those guys on the judging panel if you sing any Celine or Whitney songs. Those songs are going to be "too big" for you. Haven't you learned anything from the past 5 seasons??? I know, I know...it's CRAP!

And, Antonella was hot. She can't sing, but she's here for another week. America voted ladies and gentleman! I know, I know...it's CRAP!

What's that say about those who are voting?? What's that say about what America wants?? WE WANT CRAP!

THIS SHOW ROCKS!