The Big Lug

Every year I can’t wait until Christmas is here and every year I am so happy when it’s over and I can get back to my normal ho-hum days! Since Christmas Eve and Christmas Day fell on Monday and Tuesday I took off of work Wednesday through Friday. I couldn’t wait to spend the days hanging out with the baby and not doing much else. Well, Christmas Eve and Christmas Day I thought the baby was acting kind of funny and the cough he’s had for weeks seemed a little worse, but hey, there was a lot of excitement for him.
Then Wednesday he slept all day.
And had a fever.
Of 101.8 degrees.
So Thursday we went to the doctor and it turns out Baby Lug had a respiratory infection. They gave us a nebulizer and a prescription for albuterol and sent us on our way. The albuterol really helped Baby Lug breathe better and his fever broke. He seems to be on the mend. With one exception.
This s*** is like baby crack!
The medicine has turned my normally-sweet baby into Tyrone Biggums. He’s practically knocking over convenience stores after he has his treatment. He has wicked mood swings from happy and laughing to all-out-Exorcist-type tantrums. The medicine even comes in vials folks! And the nebulizer – a baby crack pipe! No kidding!

I’m titrating down his dose so that my sweet baby will return and Tyrone Biggums will go home…

Baby Lug Uncontrollable Laughter .
I’m not the internet savviest, but here’s my Christmas gift to you dear readers (all 5 of you) – the best sound in the whole world to me…
Happy Holidays!

Lucy Van Pelt: I know how you feel about all this Christmas business, getting depressed and all that. It happens to me every year. I never get what I really want. I always get a lot of stupid toys or a bicycle or clothes or something like that.

Charlie Brown: What is it you want?

Lucy Van Pelt: Real estate
Christmastime means a few different things to me: ornaments, food, and action movies. It doesn’t have much to do with the presents anymore, or sadly, putting the Christ back in Christmas. It pretty much stopped being about the presents the year I turned 11 or 12 and didn’t get a single toy. And Santa, well I was never really about Santa – I think I new at 5 that it was a farce and I couldn’t sit on his lap because the mall Santa scared me. Plus the mall Santa was a lady, and that just didn’t seem right to me.
One of my favorite Christmas movies is on right now.
Die Hard.
I think the fact that Professor Snape was in Die Hard is part of why I like the Snape character so much. That and I find his slick evil persona appealing, but that is neither here nor there. John Maclane is very Christmas-y to me. The only thing I can say in German is “schieß auf das fenster!” Does anyone else find Professor Snape oddly appealing or is it just me? Maybe it’s the grown up manifestation of my teenage obsession with the Cure?
My dad is a big fan of action movies and every year we usually watch a new one after Christmas Eve dinner. Sometimes we diversify and watch something like Pirates of the Carribean, but usually there is some sort of car chase, gun fight, or perhaps sword play involved. We’ll miss it this year as we’ll probably be driving down to the in-law’s during prime action movie viewing time.
Anyway – Die Hard is a good movie. Really. And Snape – Yeah I dig him.