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Last Friday at "MUFFS Mom's for Muffins," I noticed several children with bright and shiny faces while sitting in our mandatory circle time. By bright and shiny, their faces looked like they had been bitch-slapped by their mothers prior to entering the building. I ignored their faces and chalked up their rosy appearances to possible sun exposure. The weather HAD been 85 degrees the day prior. No big deal.
Fast-forward onto Monday. Celia and I pranced, like glittery show-horses, into her classroom only to find out, the two kids with day-glo faces? Diagnosed with fifths disease. AWESOME!!!
Today, Celia woke up with a red mask around her eyes and is starting to exhibit some major chin business. This would be what I have described above - the bitch-slapped/rash display.
Me? I've been looking in the mirror every 30 minutes to see if I contracted the disease. This rash certainly wouldn't do much for newly masked face. and my confidence.
**Band-aids for Moira's poor mangled finger.**
Dirty, filthy kids.
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Rich is turning 40 on the 19th. I'm planning a party for him without much of a plan at all. Any suggestions? (Just please don't suggest black balloons, tombstones and pink flamingos staked in our yard. I hate to be TOTALLY unoriginal.)
I could put on a disaster party - since he's turning 40 and he was born on one of the most "disastrous" days ever. But, this would be so gauche.
I could throw an 80's party but I had one for my 35th.
**Note to self: Never let a drunk person handle a camera and yes, I still own this blouse and earrings.**
Or, I could go for the straight-forward approach. Celebrate having him in my life during our 'golden years and being my babies daddy.
Nah, that's way too sentimental. Even for me.
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I have a feeling my children are trying to kill me (softly and slowly).
**Lipstick. YEA!!! FUN!!!! WOO-HOO!!! Let's not tell Mom about the lipstick on the wall in the hallway. Let her figure this one out for herself. Some other kid did it.**
Their evil plan is working.
Okay, this could be kind of on the cheesy/lame-o side of birthday party ideas but you could have everyone come as their favorite person from the Bible as you celebrate "Lordy, Lordy...Rich is 40."
You know, or not.
:O)
Posted by:Mysh | April 03, 2008 at 11:16 AM
Fifths Disease sounds nasty... especially since household pets are vaccinated for it, but we aren't. Makenna caught Foor-Hand-Mouth Disease her last week of daycare when I was pregnant with Paige. Now THAT is a fun one. "It's just not for cattle anymore!"
I had no idea that Apirl 19th was such a dismmal day. I think you need to append that website with the statement, "Yeah, but, RICH M. was born on this day! Take that, disasters!"
Posted by:LVGurl | April 03, 2008 at 11:25 AM
Beware the 5ths disease! Adults seldom get the rash... if your joints start to hurt like arthritis (espec. hands, ankles, knees), have your dr. test for 5ths. I dealt with that for over 4 months last spring (thank you Kindergarten students in the library!) and it was so not a picnic. Sending virus-free vibes your way.
Posted by:Finn Reeds | April 03, 2008 at 11:31 AM
Yucko! I'm sorry to hear about the fifths. I hadn't even heard of it before! Kids and their germy-germs.
Rich's bday is the day after mine- goooooo Rich!
I like your disaster idea. Or you could go WT and only serve 40s (as in beer). Tee hee.
Posted by:sizzle | April 03, 2008 at 01:03 PM
I got blocked on the disastrous day! (OK, yes I'm checking from work...) would you email me and tell me what it was?! Now I'm dying to know, but I think I know. B-day parties: I have no good or original ideas. My hubby is having a kind of big one this year and we have some acquaintances who have gaming tables they rent out/work for parties (like Craps, etc) so I'm thinking about having them come.
Posted by:a madhouse wife | April 03, 2008 at 01:11 PM
what kind of name is fifths disease? the other ones all got names - measles, rubella, etc...this one wasn't worth of a name?!?!?!?
Posted by:ali | April 03, 2008 at 01:39 PM
My question is...is it contagious over the internet? That totally sucks, just what you needed for your kids.
As far as b-day ideas....geesh....everything is so cliche. Way back when my dad turned 40 his best friend came in the middle of the night wiht the biggest sign I ever saw in our front lawn with Christmas lights and a huge spot light that said "holy moley stevies 40" i mean the slogan needs some updating, but the sign was pretty darn awesome and shocked the crap out of my dad when he backed out of the driveway that morning. I will have to brainstorm seeing as 40 isn't that far away from me.
Posted by:Filtering Lifefil | April 03, 2008 at 01:40 PM
Are you kidding? Another ailment??? I'm so sorry! I hope that it isn't 5ths and that everyone heals quickly.
I can totally relate to the statement that your children are slowly killing you. I feel your pain! You gotta laugh about the lipstick. Last week I came upstairs to find Ava put green eye shadow on Max's cheeks. And he wore a Tinkerbell costume. Nice!
I'll try to think of a party idea...
Posted by:180/360 | April 03, 2008 at 04:23 PM
You guys get all of the sickness!
This must mean that the teenage years will be illness-free. It MUST.
No clue for the party. My husband HATES parties. We spent his 30th with another couple out for dinner. That's it. :)
Posted by:Angella | April 03, 2008 at 05:56 PM
Eek! I hate it when my kiddos get sick. Fifth's disease is no fun... or so I've heard. I am knocking on wood right now!
Good luck with the party... I have no fantasmic ideas... although Luau's are always fun.
Posted by:Karen | April 04, 2008 at 09:09 AM
85 degrees?!?! You guys suck! But only in the I'm-oh-so-jealous way of sucking. I swear I can't even remember what 85 degrees feels like. Damn Utah!
Posted by:Amberly | April 06, 2008 at 09:13 AM
Sorry, I've got nothin' for the party... I'm not very creative with things like that. We don't 'do' parties, and if we do? Yeah, they're the normal boring ones.
Here's hoping you don't get the disease of the day... ick.
85 degrees? I'm not gonna say it. Bitch. Okay, I said it.
You poor mommy. I've so been there with the lipstick. Good luck getting it off. Ugh.
Posted by:sue | April 06, 2008 at 02:10 PM
When I was four months pregnant with Apple, my stepson had been exposed to fifth disease. I freaked out for about a week before I finally decided we didn't have it. I thought J had had it but, by then there was nothing to be done anyway. Apple turned out just fine.
And 40th, I have no idea. Hubby turned forty last year and it was pretty low key. His birthday is two days before Christmas though, so it all gets jammed together anyway.
Posted by:BeachMama | April 06, 2008 at 07:29 PM
What is Fifth's Disease? You know, I'm a bit of a hypochondriac - can I catch Fifth's through the internet?
Posted by:sweatpantsmom | April 07, 2008 at 04:08 PM
Yikes! And also: EW.
Oooh, I love theme parties! I think you should have a Dirty Redneck party. Serve Dirty Rednecks (AKA, PBR in a can with a slice of lime to fancy it up) and have a contest to see who comes up with the best redneck outfit, and offer Jeff Gordon paraphernalia and Wal-Mart gift cards and moonpies as prizes. I once hosted one of these parties myself, and had I not been the judge, I'd have given myself first prize. (I wore this godawful housedress from Walmart, stuck a pillow under it to look like I was pregnant, put those pink foam curlers in my hair, went barefoot, and carried around cigarettes and beer at all times).
I also have always wanted to throw a 70's Easy Listening party, but everyone else thinks it's lame.
Posted by:Lara | April 07, 2008 at 04:26 PM
your eyes look great in your mirror photo :D
Posted by:little miss mel | April 11, 2008 at 04:40 PM