~my parents were in town. they were here from tuesday until today. so if you are wondering if we got crunk on new years with my mom and dad, we did. (crunk can also mean playing "scattergories" and eating peppermint joe joes. i miss them already. and so does the pip.


~piper jane moved to new jersey. the move went fine. everyone there is trying to make us happy. it's not working, but we are really trying to stay positive. i don't really know how to explain the feelings i'm having. it's like moving someone away from their home and then leaving them to be cared for by strangers. that's about the exact feeling. so, basically i'm still feeling pretty rough about it all. and bitter. and picked on.

~i'm really trying to not sound like a snob, but i am not into blogging lately. when browsing the web i am still blown away by the fakeness of so many blog authors and i dont want any part of that. i seriously feel like i am the only one who sees right through these fakesters. really though, i want to continue reagan's blob because of piper jane. only because she is such a rad chick. a lot of people love her and the blob is helping me connect with them. wether they are family, former nurses, anonymous readers, friends or people who have ccms in there family, blobbing has been great for us. i think i wound up sounding snobby by accident anyway. i'm sorry if i did.
some other stuff...
~jake and i saw groovaloo at the union square theater. that was really fun.
~we walked across the brooklyn bridge with my parents

~we celebrated our 3rd christmas with pippy

~we bought flights to Utah
~ my best friend is moving to the UK
~she also got engaged and is getting married in 2011
~my christmas tree is still up and it's not because i'm festive.
~i cannot stop thinking and talking about the show dexter. dont ruin it for me if you are current. we are still watching the dvds.
~i can't stop playing with my voice changer app. jake asked me why my voice was hoarse and i felt a little stupid saying "oh, because i've been singing every song i know into my phone for the past 2 hours so that i can change it into chipmunk voice". including "garden grove", "paparazzi", "fidelity", "chinese", "here comes the sun", "popcorn popping", "rocky top", "no other one", "the fear", "take a chance on me". etc.
~i'm not feeling very inspired when it comes to blobbing. i know i wrote that earlier, but i really mean it. i'm not sure if i'll be changing anything, or what. i'll probably be back to normal as soon as i stop hating the internet.
Labels: boring, Family, fat daddy, hard stuff, wanaque

I'm having a bum day. I'm sick of my routine. For almost two years I have spent my days off traveling to see Piper. I love to see her, so much, But I am so sick of being in hospitals. Spending all my free time in
hospitals. Smelling hospitals. Hearing beeps in hospitals. I'm being real here, I know I shouldn't complain (especially because we love this particular hospital more than anywhere else she could be, besides home), but hospitals are boring.
So.boring.so.boring.so.boring.
Of course I play with pipsey and read to her, and I love that I can take her on occasional walks outside of the vent unit, but imagine spending most of your time with your child(ren)....sitting next to their bed, watching them. For hours and hours. And there really isn't much else you CAN do to switch things up or add a little excitement. Sometimes I don't mind. Sometimes I'm content. Sometimes I can't peel myself away from her when it's time to go home. Sometimes I cry when I leave. But sometimes I feel like I do today. I'm glad it's only sometimes.
I probably come off as really ungrateful. I hope I don't. And I know my suffering is fractions compared to Piper's. I'm sure she would say that I have no business complaining. And she'd be right. Have I ever said that I wouldn't trade her for anyone else? I wouldn't. She chose me, and I want to do my best.
But, it IS ok to be sad once in a while, right?
P.S. Just try to be sad while you are looking at this picture of piper eating this huge toy.
Labels: boring, i feel sad, piper jane