I’m damn lazy, I am.
Posted by zoot on Thursday, March 2, 2006 · 9 Comments
There have been some great comments this week that I am going to respond to in group fashion because I’m lazy and only got 5 hours sleep last night.
Oh, don’t you worry, I did TOTALLY find the humor in yesterday’s incident, even amidst the stench of humiliation. No, I laughed quite a bit about it every time I retold the story. When you’ve had a life full of this kind of shit? You learn to find humor in your own embarrassment. Or else I’d be suicidal.
But yes, I was also scared of the potential for zoot-dying-in-a-ball-of-fire type situations had anyone decide to, I don’t know, light a hibachi around me or something. I actually kept replaying that damn urban legend email in my head, the one that told all of the stories of people dying when their cell phones sparked while they were pumping gas? I just knew one of the phone calls I made would be my last. I also freaked about the static-electricity potential. Dying by sock sparks would be almost as embarrassing as getting the fire department called to NikkiZ’s daycare to begin with. Except I’d be dead.
Thanks for all the advice regarding NikkiZ’s rice cereal repulsion. I cataloged it all and started going through all of it by mixing her rice cereal with water last night. To me? That seems like it would taste awful, but she didn’t hate it! I think, just maybe, she may have even SWALLOWED some of it! Can you believe it? I was so excited. She definitely wasn’t acting as repulsed as she did when we mixed it with breast milk or formula. I don’t know if the 2-3 bites that made it past her esophagus are the cause or not, but she even slept better last night.
You have no idea how glad I am that my boys did actually use aluminum foil during the dessert madness the other night. The result weighed about 90lbs and was the consistency of tar, I have NO idea what that would have done to my poor pyrex.
Don’t worry, I learned my lesson, I won’t leave my toothbrush in the bathroom anymore. But did you see? I even posted a picture of the creeptitude.
As much as I hate that there are so many of us suffering when our kids get made fun of? I am glad I’m not the only one facing the same hurdles. All of your stories of similar incidents as well as stories of survival made me feel much better. You’re right, no matter what LilZ’s personality would be like, he probably would get picked on for something. Everyone does. For me? I got mocked for my acne and chub. The name “pizza face” is not a cliche to me, it’s a flashback. Oh – and I had to wear headgear day AND night during my relationship with braces. That didn’t get me targeted at ALL, no way. Oh – and one time? I gave myself a hickey on my face. That got me picked on quite a bit, surprisingly. Oh – and then there was that other time that I spilled gasoline on myself…
Death by sock sparks is funny. Except for, you know, the whole death part. Okay, gotta ask: how do you give yourself a hickey on your face? I’m genuinely curious.
The teasing I endured was weight-related, too. Fockers.
As for the rice cereal, my kids both hated it with formula, and I can’t say I blamed them! Try just a little bit of applejuice…you can even water the applejuice down, but it makes it tastes sweet and it goes down so much better. She’ll definitely sleep better for it! I think that’s great about Lil’Z and Mr.Z making the concoction…you’re brave…in my kitchen it’s MY kitchen, and I guess I’ll have to learn to relax a bit so my kids can enjoy making disasters like that when they get older!
I have to agree that death by sock sparks would definitely lead to an interesting obituary. As for baby cereal, we always had to make it a little bit thicker than the directions for our kids because they spit it out or let it drool out of their mouth. And, the whole toothbrush thing? Weird. I don’t like anyone else touching my toothbrush either.
My guess on the toothbrush creepout is that the cleaning people know the cleaners/chemicals they use and maybe they thought you should protect your toothbrush from the sprays and such? And since you didn’t they left you a hint? Love the Gas story.
Ok, so I couldn’t finish reading the entry b/c I saw the mention of the urban legend about the cell phone and the gas pumping. I’m not saying it was the cause, but it was all over the news a few years back. In New Paltz, New York (I lived a couple towns over) there was a young guy pumping gas, he answered his cell phone, there was an explosion (the epicenter: his car and the pump he was using) and lots and lots of flames. Seriously. The whole news coverage was whether it was the phone and the urban legend was true or if it was just a really strange coincidence.
Which totally has nothing to do with anything you posted, I just thought about it
You gave yourself a hickey on your face? Now that takes talent!
my nephew gave himself a hicky on the face and my sister thought it was some weird blood disorder and took him to the emergency room. He got his from sucking on a cup, you know, so that sticks to the face. Is that how you got yours?
Did you try switching brands of rice cereal? Marah hated the Nestle with the milk in it, was less than keen on the kind with nothing in it, mixed with breastmilk or water. I tried Milupa (I have no idea if you can get that where you are) and she loved it.