Bitten: True Medical Stories of Bites and Stings by Pamela Nagami, M.D.
From the back cover:
Startling true cases of bite attacks, resulting infections, and ensuing treatments - from ticks, ants, and flying bats to elephant seals, Komodo dragons, rhesus macaques, and deadliest of all, humans.
I loved this book. It was very readable and not at all like a textbook, like some of them can be. If this subject matter at all interests you, then you will love this book.
Ayla was a monster bride and Evren was a skeleton.
Ayla with two of her best witch friends before trick-or-treating.
The most awesome basket of candy! It’s eyeballs!!! Love it.
I don’t want a single comment comparing this to my pineapple-zucchini bread (because I know that’s your first thought, so just shut it, it was GOOD) but here … here’s a recipe I will NOT be making. We love our broccoli around here (well, Evren and I do anyway) but this is taking it a little too far with the broccoli love.
(via Slashfood)
I took Evren to Subway today for lunch. We almost never go INSIDE to eat so he was thrilled and then on top of that he got to pick what the nice lady put on his sandwich?! (Ham, mustard, cucumbers, black olives & 1 tomato.)
It was nice, we chatted and he amazingly ate quite a bit of his sandwich. As I was about to pop the very last bite of my sandwich into my mouth he announces and points “You know (pause for dramatic effect) after you put that into your mouth it’s going to come out as your poop.”
It’s not a picnic gone wrong, but it is a fun set of photos on Flickr of ants made of sugar. Yum!
(via Boing Boing)
Funny, I didn’t see these at the flea market.
Here’s the whole story, including recipe, for this wonderful treat.
(via Cynical-C)
Ayla came home from gymnastics tonight - 2.5 hours in gymnastics class - and she was still wired and bouncing off the walls. As always. She challenged her brother to a game of “Super Heroes”, or some such. I’m not sure it exactly had a name - it was just an excuse for them to run around, scream and wrestle. So, they are ready to go at it and Ayla declares, “We must have super powers! Evren! What’s your super power?!?” Without hesitation, he yells, “I HAVE PENIS POWER!” I busted out laughing from the other room, because it was pretty funny, but that didn’t help matters. Ayla declared something along the lines of farting power and the chaos began. Good times.
We thought Blueberry, Ayla’s fish, was a goner yesterday. But, as it turns out, I just feed him too much and he doesn’t eat most of his food and the water was getting cloudy. It wasn’t nasty or anything, but I guess it was enough to deprive him of oxygen (that was an independent 3rd party’s opinion, anyway). He was listless all day, kind of just hanging there, not moving. So, I changed his water and he was revived! Evren’s fish Baby Shark is not as wussy - it takes me a good 5 minutes to chase him around his bowl with the net to get him out of there to change his water - ok, probably not 5 whole minutes, but he definitely puts up a fight which is annoying. But they are cute and we love them.
Potty training is still going and 2 days ago an ultimatum was declared. No more pull-ups. Ayla was potty trained at about 2 years 9 months old and it took us about a week. (Okaaaayyyy, it was more like 10 days.) But this kid, it’s been like SIX MONTHS now. He’s well over 3 years old and he knows what’s what. I don’t want to hear one more time “well, maybe he’s not ready.” So, enough. Since my pull-up ban, which even includes naps and night-time - oh, yes, I’m serious - there have been exactly ZERO accidents. Of any variety. Today he was completely successful in getting himself to the bathroom in time for ‘the big one’ and took a knife catalog in there with him to pass the time. Yes, a back issue of a catalog selling knives. That was the reading material he chose. Don’t ask how I just have that laying around the house. He took care of business and when he was all done, hopped off, looked down and exclaimed, “LOOK MOM! My poop is BIG! It looks like The Hulk!” Yes, it’s good to be proud of our accomplishments.
