Turn and Face The Strange

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes. A week of ups and downs. On the job front: Aaron had a few interviews this week. One that may have involved a verbal offer. I say "may" because there was drinking involved and so far no paperwork to back it up, so it ain't an offer until there's a contract. Would be a long-term contract here in the Bay Area. I had another meeting today with the same company I spoke with before. They'd like to hire me but, with the economy being what it is, can't justify it. They'd like to check back to see if they could hire me at the first of the year. So kinda good news. "Always nice to be asked to dance" as my Dad often says.

Two visits to the veterinarian in a week. So not what we needed, improbably bad timing. Poor Sadie, she didn't eat for a week and was vomiting bile for days, shivering and listless. Apparently she ate something, we don't know what, that tore up her insides as it passed. She lost about 4lbs but seems to be getting better today. The vet gave her a shot for the nausea and some canned food to go easy on her stomach. She's still not interested in eating, but she is moving around more at least. We should have her blood results tomorrow. Our sweet buddy, as if a shaved butt and multiple injections were not insult enough. Rough week for dogs.

Olivia had her 18-month check-up today and was, of course, top of her class. "Definitely not autistic." Thanks. The pediatrician said we were doing everything right, which was good to hear since it feels like we are bumbling along. She just said that we needed to wean Olivia off her nighttime bottle pronto. Uh-huh. Also said to take the crib down and put the mattress (or in her case, dog bed) on the floor, since Olivia is climbing out of the crib. Ri-ight. No worries, nothing to it.

SO tonight's bedtime, with all of the changes to the going-to-bed routine, resulted in 2+ hours of wailing and tears -- surprisingly, none from me. We have a week or two of this apparently. Sadie stayed nearby until Olivia was asleep and then retreated to a cool place. The parents carbo-loaded on chips and lemon tart and made a resolution that, while tomorrow we'd get back up on the diet horse, today needed a bit of celebration.