Bushkill Falls

Bushkill Falls with Mitch, Vince, Chris and Emily. Haven't been here since 2003. Mitch hiked about 45 min. down to the river and over a "wobbly bridge." Well, not quite wobbly, but rickety.

Poconos: July 2011

First Bee Sting

There I was the other day, minding my own business at the pool, watching Mitch do "skateboard" jumps off the swim team dive platforms, when suddenly I felt a pain like I'd never known and experienced. I looked over at my right hand and protruding from the flesh of skin between my thumb and index finger was a stinger. OMG. OH MY GOD. I was more stunned than anything else; shocked that after 33.5 years, a bee stung me. At least, I guess it was a bee. I never saw what attacked me so it could have been a wasp? Vince helped remove the stinger and the pain was pretty intense. Naturally the pool didn't have a first aid kit and attempted to use old scissors (yuck) to remove the remains of the stinger. What? That was no use. A spray of an anti-itch/pain medication and I was on my way. Home that is. Where I treated it with a sterile pin and peroxide since I'm a nut about treating boo boos, as you can read here.

I didn't know what to expect but I didn't expect the dull throbbing, itching, and swelling that has ensued since Saturday evening. It's just starting to go down a bit but not before I was checked out at Minute Clinic and on some steroids for the itch/swell. I've never had a bee sting nor am I allergic to anything so I am clueless when it comes to treating this and knowing what is normal. What the hell is Benadryl? Well, now I know.

Effing bee.

Winnie the Pooh

Mommy took Mitch to see his first movie in the theater: Winnie the Pooh. Friday, July 22, 2011. Mitch sat through the whole thing, on my lap. What he remembers? "Pooh fell in the hole!"

A few from BlogHer

Every so often I get an email from BlogHer with a few featured blogs. These are two that in recent weeks and months really spoke to me.

Should I have corrected his friend when he used "gay" as an insult?
This is such a smart and relevant article about how one mom raised her son. Kudos to this woman. It's exactly how I hope to raise Mitch.

I'm supposed to play with these kids?
This had me laughing out loud. While I am not this mom (if anything, probably the exact opposite because I typically love playing with Mitch), I can relate to those moments when I want to just surf Facebook mindlessly...or tune out of yet another episode of Dragon Tales...or well, just not play trains today. It also had me rolling because I immediately remembered the crazy knitters club I had been a part of on and off for ~18 months. I had been "kicked out" around the holidays this year because of a frustrated PMSed mom post about lack of support and not liking M that day. I kid you not. God, what would that crazy crochet teacher think reading this?!

Mini Me

Sometimes I still see myself in his face.