Monday, September 29, 2008
WTF
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
No, I'm not dead
So, I wanted to drop by my blog and say hi, I have a ton of pictures to post, I am planning to do it sometime in the next few weeks. Don't give up on me, I'll get my shit together soon.
By the way:
Happy Birthday to my WONDERFUL, FUNNY, HANDSOME husband Hank. Without him, my mass chaos would only be just that, but instead its my life and I love him for his support. He is the best dad Emily and Hayden could ask for and the best friend I have.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Emily's new kicks.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Shots, fleas, and my day off.
I took Emily and Hayden to get shots at the Health Department and Emily was 2 weeks early. It slipped my mind when I made the appointment that she needed to be 4, so she has to go back. Hayden did get this shots and TB test and lead test, he was super brave. We came home to find Hank on the front porch. Hank has been working nights for the past few because something is broke, can't tell you much more than that. Well, I had forgot he didn't have a key on his "new" Ford Focus key ring and I locked the door. He wasn't happy to say the least. I got everyone in the house and settled down. I put Hayden down for a nap (ah, quiet time) but Emily yelled for me and he woke up after 45 min. Its 1100.
1200, Hank is in bed and Emily is getting ready for school when I look at Kyzer (Mem's dog that use to be our dog). Meme tells me Kyzer has been acting up lately, running off and getting into trouble. She thinks he may be mad at her for leaving him at home on occasion. So, I am looking at him and thinking he looks really skinny. Then I see a patch of hair missing on his side. I decide to make him an appointment with the vet and give him a bath. Its at this point I notice he has fleas, really bad fleas. I should mention now that I HATE BUGS. Me and bugs are like Sarah D. and frogs. I immediately take him outside and start itching. Then I start cleaning like a mad woman.
2:30, I take Kyzer to the vet, who acts like I am a dirty-butt woman with my flea ridden dog. I felt so bad for the dog, I asked for pain killers for him and took him home. Then I went to pick up Emily for school. I came home and continued to clean my house, vacuuming for the 3rd time. At 4:30 I woke Hank up to go to work and realized I had forgot to take Emily to her tumbling lesson, crap.
Now normal stuff happens, like dinner and baths and night-night time. Hayden's new thing is give everyone in the house, no matter who is here, a good night kiss and wave "night-night" Emily usually gets 2 kisses and he will actually tell her night-night sissy. Its pretty cute and usually one of the highlights of my day.
8:30, time to study. I log onto blackboard and watch my video-stream of my class that is posted and then search for theory articles for my discussion post this week. P.S., I flip'n hate theory, I don't get it at all and I don't really care. Its only the beginning of the 2nd week and I am already done with it. Done in the sense that my mind is done with it. December can't get here quick enough.
This is my day off, at least I get to go back to work tomorrow.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Best thing since sliced bread
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
New Harley
First we traded our car for a hot tub, now we have a freak'n golf cart as an ATV. We are 2 steps away from being featured on "My Big Fat Redneck Wedding".
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
What are the chances
Today was suppose to be Emily's first day of school. But she didn't go, she is sick. What are the chances.
Emily started with sinus/allergy crap on Friday. I treated her over the counter with medicine but it got out of hand by the end of the long weekend. Yesterday she started vomiting and by this morning she was really ill. I took her to see Dr. Saliba and he said "no school". What, its her first day, she can't miss this. But she did and we are both very sad, me more so than her. Her teacher thanked me for not sending her, I felt like a super bad mom becasue I really wanted her to go, sick or not. Then I imagined her vomiting in her classroom, she would be so embarassed. I feel like I am partly to blame.
Tonight, she feels better. We are going to keep our fingers crossed for tomorrow. I hope she didn't miss out on a lot today.