Twas Brillig

Yeah… hi. Brillig is a bit scatterbrained… So, in absolutely no coherent fashion, I bring you all the things I’ve been meaning to tell you.

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1. Hubby is a professional web dude. Design is one of the many things that he’s brilliant at. And it just so happens that he believes that all well-designed sites have one thing in common: blue. Because he knows these things, and I DON’T, I’ve been trying to follow his advice.

Today I’ve been tinkering with my site. It’s… um… not blue.

I tried to go blue. Really I did. But see that banner thing? Well, I made it several months back. And I’m quite proud of it. I feel like it really represents me. But, it’s not blue. And putting blue with it just looks all wrong. So, no blue. Rather, the colors now look a lot like any house built in the 70’s. Yellows and browns.

Fine. So I probably won’t win any design awards. Still, it’s feeling a little more like me around here.

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2. Little Fuzzles is doing very well. Thanks for all the love in regards to that. Remember how last week I had the stomach flu? Well, Fuzzles got it too. Bad. Then on Friday I went to wake him up, only to discover that he was already awake–at least his eyes were open. But they were hollow and expressionless. His little body lay limp in his little crib. I couldn’t get him to react at all. Obviously, it was a bit alarming. My baby is bouncy, smiley, energetic, and always willing to scream his head off if given the opportunity. This little person in this crib was a total stranger.

Then I went to change his diaper (which he’d worn all night) and discovered that it was completely dry. No pee. And when he cried, it wasn’t really a cry, but more like a little kitten’s meow. Enough to break his Momma’s heart, for sure.

So I took him to the doctor where he was examined and he had some blood drawn which proved that he was, indeed, in bad shape. So he was admitted to the hospital. Poor little darling. They poked and prodded and jabbed needles into him, trying to find veins, but with him being so little and so dehydrated, it was almost impossible. Again, no crying on his part. Just little meows. He just didn’t have the energy (or the tears) for crying. They hooked him up to an IV to rehydrate him and replace his electrolytes, etc.

We arrived at the hospital at 6pm on Friday and were able to go home at 3pm Saturday. You can imagine how lovely I looked after being there all night. Hahaha. And I’m STILL trying to recover from the exhaustion! But Fuzzles was doing great, so I was thrilled. He was peeing and crying and laughing and playing with toys and all those lovely things that healthy babies do.

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3. Our first Communal Soap Opera Sunday was a huge hit. Thanks to all who participated! Be sure you check out all these incredible stories, from hilarious to tragic, heart wrenching to horrifying, we’ve got it all! And start thinking now about what you want to write this week!

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4. Congratulations are in order for Butrfly and Virtual Sprite, both of whom have just become engaged to their long-time boyfriends. I’m SO EXCITED for you!!!!

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5. Recently I have been tagged for many, many memes. I am always so honored to be thought of. So I hope this doesn’t hurt anyone’s feelings, but… um… I’m taking a meme-hiatus. Can we all still be friends? If you have a direct question you want to ask me, I’m happy to answer it. But no meme’s, okay?

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6. I don’t exactly have a blogroll these days. But I’m all about linky love. Did you notice that every time you comment, you get a link from me? Yeah, it’s part of the do-follow movement. It’s because I’m so loving, selfless, and concerned about your technorati rank. Also, because I’m not above bribing you to comment. To find out more, look here.

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7. And, finally, I’m not gonna be around much this week. This is crazy moving week. Gotta get everything out and the final touches cleaned up by this weekend. Again, I’m ECSTATIC that the frickin’ brackin’ house finally sold. But it DOES mean a lot of work on my part.

So, let the craziness begin.

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And that, my dear Gentle Readers, is all.