Today we went grocery shopping.  And by “we” I mean Mary James and I.  Always eventful, especially close to lunchtime…

Well, there we were trying to find the Gain HE detergent (by the way, they hide it on the bottom shelf) and this nice lady approaches with three red balloons.  She asked how old MJ was, and I explained she was turning one next week. :O !  And it so happened that tomorrow was her granddaughter’s birthday and she was turning two.  Well, evidently the ballooners (? what do call balloon people?) told her that the balloons wouldn’t last until tomorrow, which is why she only had three.  She told them she would come back tomorrow so the balloons would still be heliumnated (<– made up word, not like you savy English teachers didn’t catch that).

Low and behold, she started untying the balloons and gave my little girlie a balloon.  If you’ve ever gone grocery shopping with a slightly tired (I know bad mommy), almost toddler who has discovered that “Why yes! I can stand in the cart seat!  And NO! you can’t make me sit down,”  you know that a wonderful, distracting, object like a balloon is truly a God-send!  What a little blessing!

The rest of our shopping outing went smoothly until we reached the Dairy section (the final stop before check-out).  I think Mary James has figured out that this particular aisle represents our approaching exit, so she begins screeching.  Not screaming.  Not wailing.  Not even angry.  Just incessant, ear piercing shrieking…maybe its a celebratory holler? Who knows.

We are home now.  Unpacked and she is sleeping peacefully she is wailing and quite awake.  Oh well, the clothes in the dryer will wait.;)

My first llama patient in vet school was named Annie.  Kinda funny considering my childhood best friend is named Annie.  It just seemed like a funny name for a llama.  Whatever.  From what I remember, Annie was VERY underweight and we were trying to determine the reason.

She was a sweet, generally easy gotin llama.  Sweet meaning she never spit on me, at me or toward me!  Llama spit is the nastiest most vile substance…its basically stomach juice w/ some hay thrown in.  Did I mention you can hear them trying to “work-up” a giant wad of saliva?  This lovely sound is quite pronounced when your head is next to their neck…great way to start the morning.

Dude I looked rough!  I blame it on stress, NO sleep, and horrible eating habits.  But hey I have great memories of clinics.  Right?    Oh and I’m not hugging the llama, I’m holding her still.  Clinician instructions: “Just go in the stall, grab the llama around the neck and watch for spitting.”  Ummm….okay. Next week I’ll have to post the pics of my baby alpacca patient.   CUTE!!!!!

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So, last week…

• I did not turn around to find my daughter (who was not a foot away) trying to chew on the nozzle to the bathroom cleaner.   Not me!  Never happened.  I did not feel like the worst mom ever, and never thought…Geez, she’s SO fast and getting into EVERYTHING! And she’s not even one!!!  Oh, and playing in the toilet?  I would never forget to put the toiled lid lock on.  And Mary James would never splash around in the bowl.  I’m super mom.  Yeah….

• I did not get crazy frustrated trying to attach cabinet locks in the bathroom, to protect my daughter who does not have a dangerous curiosity for all things under the sink.  And I definitely did not give up and leave it for the hubs.  Not me!  I’m not a quitter.

• I  did not wake up to find cat poop and pee on the bathroom rug.  In both bathrooms.  Again.  I totally agree with cleaning the litterbox out twice a day.  Right?  Can you say “Outdoor Kitty Numero Dos?”

• I did not get new couches Friday. So, I surely could not have slept on the couch Saturday.  Loving the new couches?  So not me!

• On Saturday, I did not watch and surely didn’t love the movie “Faith Like Potatoes“.  I never cry during movies, so I of course no crying occurred during said movie.  Watch it!  It’s awesome!

Well, there’s my week in a short recap.  I love this Not Me! format, it’s really fun!  Happy Monday!

“Hmm…I think this tomato needs to go mom.”

“Much better…now what else shall I pull out?  Decisions, decisions.”

Recently (since baby has arrived), I have had a bad habit of leaving the fridge door open randomly.  Never good to come back and find sweaty, luke warm milk.  Ooops!  Mary James seems to be thoroughly enjoying my new lapse in memory.

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