so yesterday i made the 22mile trek to our "local" whole foods in los gatos. got some yummies and load everything (including the boogerbear) into the car eager to get home. (it was like a billion degrees over there! ok, more like 100, but thats NUTS!!!) i turn the key. the car starts. the car dies. i turn the key again. the car starts. the car dies. i repeat this no less than 45times, try a couple of the FEW, MINOR auto tricks i have up my sleeve (like checking the oil, giving it a little gas, making sure i even have gas...) and then i make a panic'd phone call to the hubby. (like he's going to know ANYTHING about cars. he's one of those nerdy, computer types) his contribution to the ordeal is to immediately get in his car and head my way. (no a/c and a hot, hot potato baby makes mom a crazy lady) he's about 25minutes from me. next, i call my hero, AAA. they had a service truck there in less than 15minutes. the guy does the same thing i do (hey, at least there was some action going on) and says there isnt anything obviously wrong, it just wont idle.... um... ok.... thats pretty neccessary. so he gives me my options of: A) having it towed to my friendly, local for dealership (i drive a ford escape. apparently ford dealerships are the place for fords to go when they're broken...), B) have it towed to another desirable location of my choice (how about the nearest Subarooooo dealership so i can trade that badboy in for a brand spankin' new tribeca!?!?!?) C) give it time. let it cool off. and through magic have it start back up in a few hours. (he mentioned something about vapor and bubbles and i smiled pretty and nodded my head) D) i can just restart it everytime i come to a stop and take it back home myself. (first of all, i'm not that coordinated. second, there's a freaking silly curvy mountain between my current gps location and my home gps location. third, i'm not that coordinated!)

so we opted for A. meh. they called the tow truck about 3. the AAA man said the truck would be there within AN HOUR and i could just leave the keys with him and sign something off with me. so i did. it was hot. i want things to just work. dangit! so the hubby, boogerbear, and i head home in the hubby's reliable vehicle. yay! its a million degrees at home too. poop! so we kill time and wait for the car dealership or AAA to call us and confirm that my car is there. it was supposed to be picked up by 4 making its arrival at the dealership (considering traffic) at the latest 6ish. 6ish comes and goes and nothing. i call AAA to check up on things and apparently the tow truck hasnt picked up my car yet! GRRRRRRRRRR! i was so hoping to get it into the dealership and onto the service log for the next day. (this is a holiday weekend after all) well, the dealership closes at 7 so there's no way my wishes will be granted this day. around 8:30 i get a call from AAA saying my car reached the dealership. fartfaces!

today i wake up expecting my phone to ring. i wait. and wait. and wait. its 9am and i finally call the dealership. they're like "oh, yea. we saw that one." and i'm like "um. yea. ok. FIX IT!!!" and they're like "no problem. we'll have a service advisor call you as soon as someone looks at it" and i'm like "SWELL!" ok, its after 3pm. no service advisor yet. i call. i leave messages. i hate not having a car! around 4 someone calls me to tell me that they have "bad news" (the "oh crap! $1000+ on a car. poop!) but the bad news is more about them than the car. (breath a sigh of relief. blood pressure returns to normal) they're so swamped than no one is avaliable to even LOOK at the car. (steam shoots out my ears! it took them 6 hours to tell me that?!?!?!) so i tell the service technician about the vapor bubbles and ask him to try to start the car before its declared a lost cause. he was nice. he humored me and went to try it telling me he would call me right back. 10minutes later he calls and tells me he just took a lovely spin around the block in my car and i could come pick it up. YAY! oh, wait. whats wrong with it?!?! no idea. ok. it works. thats the point.

(actually i have to take it back on tuesday for recall work and they're going to snoop around while their in there... ok. just dont charge me!!!)

and i just burned carrots....


ok, i'm back. i think. i hope. i dont even know where to start. when did i even blog last???

from a frantic memory (today proablly isnt the best day for this,) here goes some highlights from the past couple months:

tyler started walking!!! and can say "crack-ah!" like, he carries around an empty box of crackers and says it. apparently that means he wants crackers. if he's just hungry he says "mamamamamamamama." i see where his loyalties are.
mom had a good visit. she's relatively sane as of late. her divorce is final. she's offically miss kaluza again. she's also back to teaching. it seems that this batch of kiddies are a little better. and she called me at 1am (my time, 3am her's) to tell me she had a party and made out with an old highschool boyfriend. the only thing i could ask was "is he married?" no, thank goodness. but she's a wild one. i wonder if i should give her a cerfew? make her call me? check in, ya know?
computers died. thus the neglect to my lovely blog and stress outlet. husband finally got them back up and running. well the desktop. my laptop is totally gone. but the hubby did get the data off it. yay hubby!
my "bestfriend" came for a visit. the same best friend that i was so mad at for not even thanking me for her bridal shower/bachelorette party and everything else i pulled together for her wedding. she's pregnant. its going well so far. i feel better about our relationship after her visit. i alluded to not enjoying the company of people who didnt appreciate my efforts and i think she kinda got it. i also made a deal with myself not to bend over backwards for her. i'm here for her, but im not laying all my effort and emotion out for her to take.
the dreaded BIL's girlfriend is banned from the family. i dont know if she gets it, but it sure is nice not dealing with her face to face. sounds mean, but i'm so beyond pretending on that front. oh yea, she didnt show up for the boogerbear's 1st bday party. thinking back on it, we're way glad they weren't there, but its um only RUDE! so thats what finally finished her in my book. so much for building strong family bonds huh? (i'm sure this will be something i elaborate on later)
i freaking hate the stupid depo shot! its making me nuts. any recommendations on a good, effective BC? please! i'm desperate! i've been on the shot a year and each month when i'm supposed to bleed (ew) i'm nuttier than squirrel poo... seriously. i have a well woman exam coming up in a week. i'm definately going to talk to my ob/gyn about it then. we're not ready for another baby, but i cant stand another hormone high beginging of the month!!!
the boogerbear and i are heading to houston for my mom's bday and a cousin's wedding in a couple weeks. im looking forward to the trip just not the traveling. any recommendations on a good, effective baby sedative??? please! i'm desperate!!!

i think thats the big things. i have a lovely story for today. so tyler is yet again battling his infamous diaper rash. its pretty bad today and i had to start using the steroid (poop) cream last night. (we had been using the diaper ointment by burt's bee's. that stuff worked wonders where nothing else would work at all. i highly recommend for the ultrasensitive baby butts) well, to continue the story, he pooped (for the 4th time today. ugh!) and i changed him. i had plans of drawing a cool bath for him so i put a diaper on him so i could get the bath ready. well, before i could pick him up off the couch (where i changed him, so luckily the area was well covered) a gusher of puke launched into the air. and down again. what do you know? gravity works... before i can get him out of it he rolls around in it a little. well, at that point i just picked him up and ran to the bathroom. on the way he puked (a lot) again on the wool run and toy box. i finally get him in the bathtub where he pukes a little more and finally starts to calm down. right about the time i was washing the puke out of his hair, i start puking. i have a really weak gag reflex. lame. oh well, all is well now. he's sleeping and i'm showered. now all i have to do is to figure out how to get the curtled milk smell out of the rug. ARGH!!!


a quickie before i can really return to the wide world of blogging!

the booger bear and i have a new favorite show! its called yo gabba gabba! the creators are SUPER RAD (aquabats reference for those of you out of the know) and the husband and i find it highly entertaining. i would say age range starts about one year old and lessons could be useful from the show starting around 18 months. the creators have good goals for their show and practical experience on how to achieve those goals.

check out your local listings on NickJr!!!!!


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