NOT Sawing Zzzzzs

Can I start today by saying, first thing, that one of the worst parts of breastfeeding a baby is baby farts. There's just NO ESCAPE! And they're AWFUL!

Moving on.

The other day when we were grocery shopping, I was on the hunt for my beloved Red Rose tea. One thing I love about visiting Manitoba is the tradition of tea. My parents take tea nearly every evening after supper and we were treated to the best of teas at our friends' place, complete with an antique, pink, two-tiered serving plate full of Christmas goodies (and full permission to sample at least one of each....or maybe two). So I decided that since I love tea and since we have a perfect traditional Brown Betty teapot begging for use, I would start my mornings with a pot of tea.

I figured if I'm going to make 'taking tea' a daily ritual, I should maybe go for some decaf. Alas, you pay almost double for half as much Red Rose decaf. So we bought regular....and I think I will be returning it.

When I was in college, I had a friend who lived in the city a half hour away from the school. Every Tuesday or Thursday we would meet for coffee at Perkins. We wouldn't meet until around 7 or 8pm, but I could drink an entire POT of coffee BY MYSELF and suffer no ill effects. My stomach was fine (this was obviously before the IBS developed full-on), I slept like death, and the need to pee was a good thing when I was driving home so late at night. But now, NOW....what was I thinking?!?! In my 'old' age, I'm discovering that I can't handle caffeine AT ALL. Just two cups of tea makes my stomach start to feel ill at ease and I laid awake half the night thinking about....laying awake half the night.

Now I suppose I will go back and buy the box of RR decaf and pay twice the price, possibly still keep the box we already bought (hey, that's TWO petshop figurines I'll get then, right?), and get...absolutely NO bargain.

In other news, I was chatting with a fellow blogger yesterday and we determined that the real reason women age faster than men is babies. Yup. It's getting up 4-5 times/night that's giving us early wrinkles, saggy skin, and those horrible trunks under our eyes. I guess that makes the Oil of Olays pretty useless unless they can invent some sort of sleeping lotion for babies.

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I don't know how many of you watch The Simpsons. I used to be quite the dedicated watcher in college. We had a TV lounge not far from the cafeteria and CBC aired two episodes back-to-back. So you would get your supper and either you were part of the Five O'Clock Simpsons Group or the 5:30 Simpsons Group. My participation varied from group to group and depending on what was for supper (on 'Heart Attack Nights' [read: "Appetizer Meal"], Tim, Shawna, and I would head to Steinbach for a Subway run), but I didn't miss many episodes. Then I graduated and got married and now we don't get Fox so I haven't watched in a while. Until about a week ago when we discovered we could watch new episodes online! ANYWAY, all this to say, that if you have a small child/baby at home and about 24 free minutes, you should watch this episode. It's ridiculous to admit this, but I actually almost shed a little tear at the end. It was mothering hormones or something......