Ugh. I’m having a bad mommy day. Tristan has a fever, not a bad one, but a fever nonetheless. And I’m at work. And I’m sending him to daycare. Bad mommy. Bad.
If it were Simon, I’d keep him home. But, Tristan gets fevers with such frequency that we’re a little blasé about them. Stomach virus? Fever. Getting a cold? Fever. Bumped his head? Fever. Doesn’t want lasagne for dinner? Fever.
So really, when he started heating up again last night, I wasn’t concerned. We kept an eye on him through the night, and the fever seemed to come and go, and is around 38C this morning. I have a pretty full plate today, and so does Beloved. To me, lethargy and clinginess are much bigger warnings sign than fever – at least for Tristan. Other than the fever he seems fine, and the fever is responding to the tylenol, so we made the executive decision to send him to Bobbie’s.
And I feel awful. Oh the guilt. I’m trying not to think about it, so of course I blog about it.
Matter of fact, let’s talk about something else.
Hey, I didn’t tell you about my awesome blogger coffee date this week, did I? In my quest to meet all the Canadian Bloggers Named Andrea (not really), I had coffee with Andrea from a peek inside the fishbowl. It was hard not to fawn over her, as there are just so many things to admire about her: she’s very quick witted, she’s been blogging in one form or another since 1999, she does all her own designs, she’s been published in real magazines and newspapers, and she’s nice as the day is long. I’m thinking about starting a fan club! (And no, this isn’t just because she said nice things about me first.) We’ll be working together in the new year, and I’m really looking forward to it. (Edited to add: and yes, Dave was there for coffee too. Dave is just as nice, but not as cool because he doesn’t have his own blog. Yet.)
Speaking of new things, I bought a pomegranate this week. I have to admit, I have previously been intimidated by this inscrutable fruit. I think I remember having some of the seeds at a friend’s house when I was a kid, but I wouldn’t know a pomegranate from a kumquat except that they are both funny words to say.
But you see, the big display of pomegranates in the grocery store came with little instruction books, and I coudn’t resist. A fruit that comes with directions – it’s like the grocery gods are speaking directly to me. I think this is an excellent new trend in marketing. I think EVERYTHING in the grocery store should have a little booklet explaining how to best open, cook, serve or compliment this particular product.
No more opening coconuts with a screwdriver (it really doesn’t work very well, and there is an elevated risk of puncturing your calf. Not that I know this from personal experience, of course.)
No more trying to make guacamole out of unripened avocados (even when you use a blender and then add half a container of sour cream to improve the texture and then have to add green food colouring, it’s still pretty much hopeless.)
No more saying, “Hot peppers? How hot can they be?” and then submerging your tongue into a half a jar of mayonaise because it’s the only thing you could find in the fridge to stop the volcano that just erupted in your mouth.
I’m all for more directions, but maybe that’s just because I need a little more help than the average bear.
Oh, and if you’re still reading, you might as well click over to the Canadian Blog Awards and cast your votes. (hint hint) It’s a new day, you can experience the thrill of voting for your rambliest Canadian blogger all over again!!
You stuck your tongue in a jar of mayonnaise? WHERE is that picture?
So what did you do with the pomegranate?
I LMAO @ your quest to meeting all Canadian bloggers named Andrea.
And…most important…I hope Tristan’s fever is nothing and you will all have a wonderful weekend together.
You mention coffee with Andrea but not me? ;o)
Is it because I don’t have my own blog (yet)?
Update: on my way home after all. Sigh. Beloved will swing by here with both boys and pick me up, we will drive him over to Quebec then drive home and will all load into the car to pick him up for 5 pm. (Did I mention we really need a second car?) Tristan has become red-cheeked and lethargic and I just can’t justify sending him off to Bobbie’s.
I haven’t eaten the pomegranate yet. Since I will be home, maybe for lunch today? Stay tuned for more riveting details!
xo Dani
Whoops! Was talking to myself while Dave was posting. And yes, it’s because you don’t have your own blog. When you are cool and have your own blog, then you get credit!
Sorry to hear Tristan’s not feeling well. Hope you have a nice day nevertheless.
Poor little boo. Um, Tristan, not Dave.
I completely agree with the lethargy being the determining factor. Good luck with the car trips today and I hope Tristan is doing better soon.
(PS…flagrant voting completed, feel free to remind daily!)
i’m sorry tristan isn’t feeling good. and that consequently you’re feeling guilty. 🙁
and while i have voted for you, i think i might want to contest your title as rambliest Canadian blogger – normally your posts have a lovely cohesiveness to them. it is a rare event when i can say the same 🙂
Did I get credit?
I don’t think I got credit. And I’m a Canadian Blogger Named Andrea! I mean, just because you had three links to me earlier this week!
j/k
I hope Tristan is feeling better soon!
(And I voted for you, though I felt a bit sheepish doing so. Should citizens of the imperialist monster to the south have a say in who wins Canadian blogger awards?)
I think you need to write a cooking tips book. Yes, indeedy. Sorry about the coconut (eek).
I skip the pom fruit and drink the juice now 😉
I sure hope that Tristan is feeling better today. And that all your driving around wasn’t too bad.
Although my name isn’t Andrea, I do hope we get to have coffee again soon ;). I think this is my second refrence in as many posts, but hey it’s been a while 😀
Anna – who hopes Tristan is feeling well enough by Sunday 🙂
my name is no where near Andrea AND I don’t have a blog, but would you still meet me for coffee?
hope Tristan is quickly on the mend
pomegrenate report on Monday? 😉
In the whole 1.5 minutes a day I have to procrastinate when the monster is napping, I found that a pomegranate probably has the best dictionary definition of any fruit. They got creative on this one, and I quote “…has many seeds with pulpy crimson arils of tart flavour”. (ps)I only looked it up to check out its etymology…not because I din’t know what it was. I mean come on, I’m almost 30, I AM familiar with all fruits in the Loblaws fruit section…kumquat-what?
Thanks to everyone for your thoughts – and your votes (blush!) Phantom, heck, I think you guys should be allowed to vote in our elections, too. Then maybe we could make it reciprocol, and then – well, let’s just say it would be a nice change for you.
Anna, I don’t think there was coffee, but it sure was nice seeing you this weekend anyway! And Twinmom – name the time and place, and I’ll be there! Do you venture downtown on preschool mornings???
Ah yes, the pomegranate – wow, that is one messy fruit! I had to wipe down the counter, the backsplash, the sink, the coffee maker AND treat my white t-shirt with bleach. Holy purple splatter, Batman! But it was tasty!! Next time I cut one, I might invest in an apron, though…
xo Dani
Awww… !
Thank you for the kind words. We’ll have to do a coffee again soon! Or what about an Ottawa blogger meetup? 🙂
p.s. you’re not rambly at all. I think I’m ramblier.