Internet Problems: I had a tech come to the house even though I knew there was nothing wrong with my connection - it has something to do with a cable between here and San Jose. I seem to be playing the internet lottery. I can open some pages and not others. No rhyme or reason to it, just a lottery. I tried to open the French National Newspaper website LeMonde.fr (don't ask me why - I don't speak a lick of french) and of course, I didn't win the lottery. The tech says to me, "Well, that is because" he pauses, looks at his watch and continues "it is very late in France." I highly doubt that this connectivity issue will ever be fixed if he (or "they") think that the internet closes after dark in Europe.
Parasites: We debugged & dewormed about four months ago. Over the last week, Claire has been screaming from the bathroom "MOMMY! I HAVE ANTS IN MY BUTT!!!" I guess the parasite meds didn't quite work. She is on them again. Poor girl.
Electricity: Every now and then the municipality decides to just shut off the power. There is no warning, they just shut if off. Sometimes it is for an hour and sometimes it is all day. They shut it off on Saturday. I had no hot water for my shower (it is heated by a freaky electrical gizmo that makes you think you will be electrocuted every time you shower,) no internet, no light, no tv. . . I had to go downtown to buy a few things and I HAD to take a shower. So, I took an ice cold freezing hellish brutal painful shower. The point of all of this is that nearly every Tico I know wakes up at 5am and takes a cold shower. Why? Because they say it is a great way to start your day. Maybe that is why they are all insane here?
Things with four legs: I have some rather large animals scurrying around in my ceiling. Actually, it isn't really scurrying - it is more like thumping. They aren't mice, and I doubt rats. I am thinking opossums? They decide to play chase every night when I get into bed. It creeps me out and I am worried that one of them might fall through the ceiling and bring lots of horrid bugs with it into my bed. I need to figure out how to get rid of these mystery beasts.
I do have to say that the kids are great. Although by the looks of this picture I took of Henry tonight, my frustrations are rubbing off on him.
(Yes, that is a bruise on his cheek from falling off a chair two days ago, and today he fell trying to climb into his crib and split his lip and bruised his chin.)
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No bruises = hovering mommy syndrome
Bruises = independence and lots of gross motor practice
Glad you don't have hms! :)
I recognize those pjs!
Re the visiting icky's.... been there, done that. One time I even brought them home from one of the homes I visited when doing home care nursing. The head, the butt, we did it all, several times. The kids were always much better about it than me. I always lost it, regretably. Just one of life's challenges. Glad it isn't something more serious. Penny
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