I Bing, You Bing

Prompt: The first time I ________-ed after _________-ing.  I read this prompt at The Red Dress Club  and immediately, my mind started running with it.  Although the linky-fest is over for it, I had to tackle it anyway.

My brain, being sick and twisted as it is, came up with a few things that I could write an awesome blog about but when Bill would read them, I would get “the look” from him and most likely this: “well, it is your blog, I would never choose to write about that, but it is up to you.”  Yes, sometimes he talks to me like I am one of his 5 kid.  But even though I am short and at time kid-like, I am 36 now, and I remind him of the fact that I graduated from college (it’s all I have on him) and we move on.  I mean really, one of us has to take risks.

I first thought of  “The first time I pooped after giving birth.”  It actually is a funny story that involves an OD on laxatives thanks to a med mix-up.  But I wont go there.

Next, I thought of “The first time I had to see Bill’s mom after falling asleep with him the first time I visited their home.”  Really, we were just talking to the wee hours, and we fell asleep.  First impressions are great.  Some day, I will rehash the memory with her, but so far, I have avoided it all together.

Then, I thought of “The first time I coughed after abdominal surgery.”  It would be a story about how I pretty much determined dying of asphyxiation would be less painful than coughing.  It also involves my mother-in-law, me – the crying adult –,  a bunch of pillows, and a bad memory.

I thought of  “The first time I heaved after I had to clean up my own kid’s puke.”  It would be the lovely story of how Bill came to be our family puke cleaner-upper.

My mind went to “The first time I saw my neighbors after leaving a trail of blood in the parasailing boat.”   No more details available for that story, so it would be too short.  Shout out to M&R!!  HEY!

Of course, happy things also popped into my head.  “The first time I saw my triplets after they were hooked up to machines.”  Why is this happy?  I knew they would be ok, and that I had done my best and my best had been good enough to get them here alive.  I looked like death warmed over, I was high as a kite, and I knew we had made it!

“The first time I held JP after he was born.”  He was purple and I said, “He’s a Vikings fan!!”  I didn’t want to be one of those bawling special moment moms, so I made a funny.  And guess what?  He is a Vikings fan!  I guess a mom knows her children that well.

Other things came to mind as well.

“The first time I tried to plant a veggie garden after I put down Preen.”  Yeah, don’t ask what my degree is in.

“The first time I hit the garbage can after backing out of the garage.”  That one has sequels.

“The first time I puked in a sink at O’Hare after I suffered through a nasty flight.”

But the very most obvious answer to me was “The first time I Bing-ed after Google-ing for years.”  I was waiting for some awesome revelation of all that is perfect in cyber-world.  After all, Google was so good, it found me all the funny things I searched for,  so for Microsoft to come up with a competitive search engine, I expected some sort of cyber utopian experience.  To me, it was just more of the same.  Don’t tell Bill I said that.

I am married to Mr. Microsoft, so of course nothing in our home can begin with an ‘I’ or have a fruit emblem on in.  We sport chairs, coolers, mugs, blankets and half of Bill’s clothing that all display “Microsoft” on them.  We support the hand that feeds us.  But sometimes, when I really need a fix, I Google something.  Don’t tell Bill – it is almost like admitting an affair.

My hubby wants me to add that I love Bing.  I love it more than the air I breathe.  Thank-you, Microsoft, for creating Bing.  My computer only runs Bing.

Let’s talk about Google Earth.

Another day in paradise

So I have my fridge and freezer back.  Sad thing to pay a repair person $311 to replace a mother board.  Mother board in a fridge, are you kidding me??  Bill could have had that thing running for the low cost of $110.  You will learn that Bill is Mr. Fix-it, so this incident, I am sure, has him a bit miffed.  Mother boards are child’s play for Bill.  Check out this high tech fridge part:

20100906_101623_4569

Continuing with yesterday’s theme of cooking healthy stuff, I made two new things today:  garlic hummus and homemade pitas.  The hummus frustrated me because my blender (kitchen aide and everything!) didn’t mash it all up well and I spent a good 15 minutes with a rubber spatula trying to set a good example of patience for my children.  The recipe simply calls for me to drizzle olive oil into the blender – like how much?  A girl like me needs to know if we are drizzling a cup or a tablespoon.   After all that time, I found that this hummus eaten by itself is a big YUCK fest.  If someone can tell me how to make this stuff smooth and the perfect consistency, that would be great!!

Then I had one of those best moments of the day”  when kneading the pita dough.  (Stop here if you know me well and try to guess before continuing.)  It was just a short 2.5 years ago that Andy would cuddle with me, suck his thumb and knead my belly rolls like it was some sort of therapy putty.  Isn’t that the perfect picture of mommy hood? Perhaps it was similar to a stress ball for him, a fidget, one of those excellent OT toys.  Maybe he will have irreversible damage now because I got rid of his fine motor skills development tools or stress reliever.  Well, Andy actually came into the kitchen while I was kneading and asked what in the world I was doing and told me it looked like human parts.   I am so glad we have exposed our children to so many educational experiences.  Ahhhhh, kids are a treasure. 

20100906_181437_4577

This body has been through it all – 5’2” girls are not made to carry 12 lbs of baby plus 3 of all the stuff each baby needs.   Will I ever post pictures of that?  I doubt it.  They even make me puke a little in my mouth.  As for the pitas.  They were successful!!

Another fun moment of the day was running through the rain to first get from the driveway to the house and then ***SHOCKER** the kids left the back garage door up so back out I went to shut that.  This is what I looked like when it was all said and done:

20100906_171403_4575

It aint a pretty life, but it’s mine and I love it.