The Party's On

FINALLY, things are moving in the jaw pain ordeal. I got on the phone with the oral surgeon and got an appt for this Thursday. Booyah! Mind you, I will still keep the appt with the ENT (just in case), I just got sick and tired of repeated referrals and getting the run around, so I took matters into my own hands. Maybe, just maybe, we can get something done. I am getting sick of soft foods.
Also, I used my hour this morning (which was one of the few pain free hours since I had just taken an anti inflammatory) and cleaned up my scrap room. Man- it was a mess. I still find it amazing how one hobby can amass so many freaking supplies. I need to take pictures. Having been in bed for so long, I really have a lot of pent up creativity. I also have three projects unfinished which is higly unlike me. I generally have one project finished up and am anxiously awaiting the second project in the mail. So, my top priority is to start creating. I do have a slight problem, I have noticed that while working on any type of crafty project, I grit my teeth together. I heard once that Michelangelo almost groud his teeth down to the gum while painting the Sistine Chapel, so perhaps it is a sign of a creative genius. (Just kidding- that bit is not even close to being true) And while this may be fine for some, it is not for a girl whi is currently taking heavy narcotics for pain that stems from grinding her jaw. Oh well. I may just wear that goofy nightguard while I scrap. That will serve a dual purpose- not grinding my teeth and not snacking on treats in the treat bucket. A-ha. Is there a mouthguard for everyday life?

Coming around again...

I awoke this morning to the realization that I could not stay in bed another day and that I would have to emerge into the world again. Seeing as how I did not leave my bed or my pajamas this weekend, this was to be quite a feat. I did not want to get up. Nor did I have the gas in my car to get anywhere. But, I did have a new battery.
Oh yes....my car battery decided to die yesterday. Mike, the ever dilligent, perfect husband that he is, was filling up both cars since he had found a station that had gas. He had filled up his car and came back to get mine. Nope, it had decided it wasn't going anywhere whether it had gas or not. That battery was dead. But, thanks to AAA, we had a new battery in a few hours. I LOVE THAT COMPANY. Unfortunately, by the time all was said and done, Mike and Parker had to leave for Caroline's soccer game. So, I passed out again from the pain. I missed the entire visit with my in laws. That makes me really sad. I literally spent every minute this weekend in bed. Yuck-o.
I did manage to read lots of blogs and lots of funny stuff. Angie sent me one of the funniest blogs I have read in a long while: http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com. You guys know how much I love cupcakes and anything else with frosting. This blog discusses the cakes gone bad. It is hilarious. For instance, this jewel:

What a cake for a four year old. Appropriate? Me thinks not.
So, have a happy Monday. Make it a good day. I will just focus on trying to make it. Peace out.

Pain, Pain, go away....

I spent the day in bed.....missed Parker's soccer game, missed brunch with my wonderful in laws, missed time with the ones I love, and missed going to see the movie "Nights in Rodanthe" with my mother-in-law, Katy. This is killing me on so many levels. I miss my family, I miss creating, I miss not having to live on a schedule of every six hours between meds. Yuck- I a hoping and praying that my primary care dr can expedite my appt with the ENT dr. That is the only hope of getting in before Oct 6. Seeing as how I am supposed to leave on Thursday, Oct 9, I am on a tight schedule. This pain is not going to prevent me from going to see one of my best girlfriends from getting married.
The only positive for the day is that I have watched the new Sex and the City movie three times (in and out of conciousness). It was way better than I was thinking it would be.
On a much lighter note, my baby boy scored 7 goals at his game. He is a rockstar. I love him to the moon and back. They love me so much that they went to the store this afternoon and bought me mac & cheese, cookie dough, jello pudding, bananas, and lots of juice. I love them so much. I am lucky to have a great support system through all of this. I am a lucky girl despite being in lots of pain. I must never forget that.

Blah, blah blogger

Well, the good news is that there is nothing wrong with my ears. The bad news is that there is nothing wrong with my ears. No one knows what is going on. This guy said he thinks that it is TMJ and put me on oxycontin and a high dosage anti-inflammatory. I told Dody, my stepmom, last night that I feel like I am on an episode of Intervention on A&E. Oxycontin? That stuff is strong. Or it is supposed to be. I took one as soon as I got home from the dr. Two hours later I was still awake and still in pain and noticed that the label on the bottle said "Take 1-2 pills for pain" A-Ha! I took another. And then drifted off into never never land. But only for a few hours. I was up at 2 eating a small thing of easy mac before taking another pill. I slept like a baby.
So, I had a few chest pains this morning and called the dr. The nurse said "Don't take anymore until you hear from us again". Well, duh. They just called me back to tell me to follow up with my primary care dr. The pain has stopped so I will wait. This is all such a complete pain in the ass. I hate to use bad words but after being in pain for a month I just can't help it.
There is hope though. The main thing getting me through the day is the hope that I may just get some corn pudding and mac and cheese at SmokeJack up in Alpharetta. Yum-o!
On another note Parker got his first progress report yesterday. I may as well have been reading a foreign language. There were all kinds of abbreviations and codes. What happened to a, b, c, d, f? Or the other stupis system they used in middle school e, i, u? Something like that. When did it get all complicated. It is KINDERGARTEN for pete's sake. I sent the gibberish over to Dody for help in translating it all. She's good like that. She can make sense of it all and tell me a) everything is fine or b) we need to get some help. Love it.
Parker is otherwise doing well. He was telling Mike and I a story about a girl named Kayla that sits at his table at school. He said "Kayla keeps rupting me when I am trying to work. I tell her to stop but she is always rupting all of us." I finally figured out that he was trying to say interrupting. It was so cute.
Lastly, I want to share with you something that i found to be really cool. Last night, I had just left the dr and was crying from all of the frustration of being in pain, not getting pain relief, and being referred to yet another dr. Just utter frustration. So, I am driving along crying and my phone rings. It's Angie, my bestest friend. I answer while trying my best to sound chipper, but she knows me well enough to know that something was wrong. Well, the tears started flowing again and I just couldn't hold myself back. She said "Wow, that was exactly what I was calling you about-- to see how you were feeling." It was crazy weird, but very comforting. I believe that God moved her to call me and He knew that the timing was perfect. Her voice and just the comfort of knowing what wonderful, caring friends I have, made me feel so much better. I even got a picture of her and Patrick later on and it made me smile. Thanks Ang for all that you are and all that you do. You are the best big sister in the world. (And no matter how many years have passed since we were in college and walked those AGD halls, I will always call you my big sister). God bless you.

I got gas and other fun stuff

Run for the hills......There are crazy people in the streets looking for gas. I heard there's a chili cookoff this weekend, maybe they should all head that way, heh heh. Bad joke.
Seriously though, when radio stations are having people call in and tell them when they see a station that has gas, we have a serious problem. I really almost saw two grown women beat each other up at the Quiktrip the other day. What kind of craziness is going on? Don't worry, I'm not about to get on a tangent about the gas shortages and the state of our economy. I do not have enough knowledge to launch into a full fledged rant. All I am saying is that I would like to simply pull into a gas station, put gas in my car and pull out when I finish up. I do not wish to fear for my life when doing so and I do not wish to sit and wait for 30 minutes to an hour to do so either. Is that too much to ask?

In happy news, I have a lot of fun scrappy stuff to do this weekend. I have two polka dot whimsy kits to work on:
And I also have to finish up a project from my Cupcakes and Coffee class. The mirror album is so stinkin cute. It was a ton of fun smashing up a mirror the other night and then making the mosaic out of the pieces. It was like putting together a jigsaw puzzle.



In other exciting news..... My inlaws are coming to town this weekend. I think I am one of the luckiest girls on the planet because I love my inlaws to death. They are two of the sweetest people I have ever met. I get excited every time I know they are coming down. We haven't seen them since May, so we are overdue for a visit. They are coming to Parker's soccer game on Saturday and then we are all going to Caroline's game on Sunday. We are one soccer playing family. Yippee!! Secretly I am hoping that, at some point during the weekend, we go to our "usual" restaurant SmokeJack.

I have a dr's appt this afternoon. I am thinking that there may be an inner ear problem. If it isn't that then I am getting scared. No one can figure this out. Augh! I just want to be normal again. Being in pain for a month makes Amy a not-so-fun girl. Plus, my tummy is probably not too happy about all the pain meds I have been taking.

Well, have a happy day and remember to smile when you answer the phone. People can tell if you do. :)

Today's Lesson: Optimism

So, I'm trying really hard to be positive today since I am in excrciating pain and cannot focus on anything but that. I figure if I try really hard to be optimistic then maybe the pain will just miraculously vanish. So.....

Negative: My mouth hurts more than any of the bones I have broken in my life.
Positive: The pain is making me not want to eat ao maybe I can drop a few pounds if the pain persists.

Negative: I have taken two lortabs in 4 hours and they have not done a darn thing for the above stated pain.
Positive: Since I know the things don't help with the pain there is no chance in hell of me ever getting addicted to them since I know that they do not truly serve their purpose.

Negative: I have been told that I need to eat only soft foods tonight.
Positive: I can eat a whole box of Kraft Mac n Cheese without feeling guilty (Yes, the yellow powder kind since that is truly the best. stuff. ever.)

Negative: I will have to miss Parker's soccer practice.
Positive: I will have a quiet house in which to go home, crawl under the covers, and sleep (with the help of some flexeril and advil PM).

Negative: This pain has cost me more than I make in a month (when all is said and done)
Positive: yeah, well.....can't think of anything positive on this one. That is enough optimism for one day. Don't want to get TOO happy.

Please pray for me and my mouth. It seriouly feels like my jaw is attempting to give birth to a small watermelon.

With this ring, I thee wed

On March 22, 2005, I went on a date with a guy off of the internet. Internet???? Um yeah- people thought I was crazy. I remember having the biggest butterflies in my stomach that whole day and I had never gotten butterflies before a date. Maybe that was God's way of telling me something big was gonna happen.
So, I met this guy at a hip little restaurant. We had a great dinner and I proceeded to rant and rave about the Lacy Peterson case (I am still not quite sure how that came up in a dinner conversation) and what a jerk Scott Peterson was. We went to the movies afterwards and saw the oscar winning flick "The Pacifier". Hey, it was the only movie showing and we weren't ready for the date to end. I was bold enough to invite him on date number 2 that same night. He agreed and even offered to drive way up to Gwinnett County to pick me up. Again, people thought I was crazy to let this internet date come to my house and -gasp- know where I lived. But I did. After the date he dropped me off and offered to help me stuff easter eggs since it was Easter the next day (I knew then what a great guy this dude was). I got bold and gave him the first kiss as he left.
Our relationship budded quickly from there and the next nine months went by at warp speed. Sure there were some ups and downs, but most of the time I felt like I was floating on a cloud. I had never been so happy before. On December 24, he proposed.
We spent the next 9 months planning a wonderful wedding that I will never forget for as long as I live. On September 23, 2006, I promised to love that man for as long as we both shall live. Two years later, I love him even more than I did on that day. I think that the ups and downs have made us stronger. I love him more each day and cannot imagine how much more I will love him in the future. He is my partner, my best friend, my guardian, and the keeper of my heart. Mikey Poo, Thank you for loving me so unselfishly and so perfectly. You are my best friend and I have no idea where Parker and I would be had you never come into our lives.
I later found out that Mike thought that Scott Peterson was innocent (don't even get me started on that one) but he let me rant and rave on that first date because he knew I was the girl he was going to marry. I guess he thought that he would have plenty of time to change my mind (he still hasn't). One time he admitted to me that he fell for me at first sight. He thought that, since I had big boobs and was pretty, that if I had at least half a brain when I spoke, he knew he would marry me. Awwww, how sweet. Well, I love him just the same and I think he is the sexiest and smartest man I have ever met.
I made a little something for him this morning. The two year gift is cotton, so I made this little thing. I am going to get a frame and mount it somewhere in the house. It is a bit wrinkled (I didn't get to iron it) but it was made with love. See the little AJ heart MJ and the trunk. I hand stitched that. There are many imperfections, just like each of us have, but I think it is cute.

Well, anyways Mikey, I know you will read this since I bug you about it all the time. I love you with all my heart and all that other mushy stuff. Thank you for being my bug catcher, my starbucks frappucino getter, my calm in the midst of the storm, the peacemaker when Parker and I butt heads, quite simply.......my everything. Happy Anniversary baby.

Friendship

In light of the bad mood funk I have been in recently, I remain amazed by the power of friendship. I believe that I have been blessed with some truly wonderful friends and want to dedicate a post to these lovely ladies. I was so touched by my friend Anne babysitting at the last minute for us this weekend. She has no idea how much it meant to us. She even managed to take Parker and the dog for a walk (something that even I am not brave enough to do)!
Angie, Anne, Shannon, and Veronica...... We are a crazy bunch. Lord knows we have some crazy stories that we will never ever utter to our children, for the fear that they might get some really bad ideas. What always amazes me is that, in this group of women, we each bring such different qualities to the group. Different views, different traits, different beliefs, and different talents. Combined though, we make a pretty great team. I am so incredibly lucky to have these girls in my life. I fear that any man that crosses one of us the wrong way is in for quite an assault from the rest of us.
My life has definetly dealt some blows (especially by a man who may remain nameless, but his name starts with E) and my girls have been there to listen for countless hours. One friends husband even offered to go beat him up the night he hit me. I will never forget that as long as I live.
So girls, if any of you read this crazy blog..... I hope you know how much each of you means to me. I love you all and count my blessings every day to have you in my life. Smooches! - A

Weekend Recap

Wow- Les Mis was great. I cried in quite a few scenes. I "think" Mike enjoyed it well even though he didn't understand what was going on half the time. If he didn't, he put on a great face and we had a great night out. I think Anne and Parker had a good time as well. God bless you Anne for filling in at the last minute. Thanks so much.
Saturday morning was Parker's soccer game where he proceeded to score ten, yes ten, goals. I really am wondering where that child got his athletic skills- lord knows it wasn't from me. He just took off with the ball and scored. You would think that all of that running would wear a kid out....but not Parker. He was up and at it all day and even stayed up past 10 with Anne. I don't know how he does it. However, when he does get worn out, he is a peaceful little angel. Look at that sweet boy:



So, Mike and Parker are out at the Sandy Springs Festival today and I am getting some scrapping done. It feels like forever since I have created anything. I have been in a bit of a funk. Luckily, I feel like it is starting to wear off and I am feeling the creative juices starting to flow again. I have two kits to get done and a few projects for my coffee and cupcakes class. Luckily, we got quite a bit of cleaning done yesterday so there isn't much to do today. I need to get my closet done but that may just wait until next weekend......

tomorrow's the big night.....

Oh my goodness- you have no idea how excited I am to see this show. I believe this will be my fourth time. It has, however, been 13 years since I saw it on Broadway. I am keeping my fingers crossed that Mike likes it as much as I do. Here is one of my favorite songs from the show.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

That would be a scream on the internet. I might just need to go sit in my car and do it until I lose my voice. I am so completely upset today and the totally crappy thing is that there is nothing I can do about it. Those who know me can probably guess who or what I am talking about. I just had to get it off my chest. AUGH! I need a drink.

When I grow up...

What would I like to be? When I was five, I wanted to be the first female president. Ha! That thought makes me laugh now. When I was 10, I wanted to be an OBGYN. When I was 15, I swore I was going to be a wedding planner. When I was 20, I wanted to be a teacher, a nurse, an interior decorator, and then a business girl (all in the same year!). At 25, I thought that being a paralegal was a pretty cool thing. Now at almost 30, I am a bit jaded. All I deal with are greedy plaintiffs who want lots of money for hardly any injuries. The attorneys in this field buddy up to the clients who give them 40% of whatever settlement that they receive and then have nothing to do with them. The paralegals prepare all the work and get zero credit for it. I want more than that. But what I want- now that is another question. The answer to that remains a mystery.
For those of you that know me, I am a creative person. I do artsy stuff. Last time I checked, artsy stuff does not bring in the moolah. You spend more moolah to make it than to sell it. But, there has to be something else. Something to be passionate about. Seriously, I would love to work at Joann Fabrics and cut fabric all day long. I seriously doubt you wake up int he middle of the night wondering if you cut a piece of fabric wrong or forgot to order cardstock or acrylic paints. But again, Joann's probably pays minimum wage and you have to work weekends. Nope, sorry. Augh!
I am at a crossroads where I do not know which way to go. Mike and I are going to discuss options tonight. I am really racking my brain to try and figure out what it is I want out of this life. I better hurry up, lord knows I am not getting any younger.

So Sleepy.....

Wow- what a busy day. Actually the last two days have been pretty crazy. Yesterday I only worked half a day so that I could go to the dentist. Good News- they think the jaw pain is from a cavity and not from TMJ. The TMJ would have required surgery. Even though it looks like the cavity will require a crown it still isn't surgery.
Today I spent most of the day driving a client to and from ankle surgery. It was pretty funny. The nurses thought I was his wife. Um, not quite ghostrider. I did get to take him home, make him lunch, and make sure he was all good. It was an experience to say the least.
So, while I was waiting for the surgery to finish up, I took advantage of the spare time to shop. I think I found a dress for Veronica's wedding. I did find a great pair of black pants since mine were looking a little dingy. You wanna know something funny? I have started watching the show What Not To Wear recently so anytime I try a new look or try something on, I try to think of what they would say on that show. Unfortunately, I was given a big, funky frame and a poor sense of fashion so I fear that they would laugh at me. Oh well. I can only do so much.


Speaking of a big frame, I have a new enemy. These candy corn kisses are so good. I bought one bag yesterday and sadly, they are almost all gone. I will not be buying another bag because I cannot handle the temptation. On a better note, I am starting Weight Watchers again next Tuesday night. I am also going to start getting up at 4:30 and walking for an hour on the treadmill. Yay. I have got to get into a class at the Y. I have heard great things about the ZUMBA class and cannot wait to try it out. I finally feel the urgency to get in control of my weight. I could tell a difference today when trying on dresses, I was able fit in a smaller size. That was the perfect motivation for me.
Our two year anniversary is next Tuesday and I want to be healthy enough to make it at least 48 more years with that wonderful man. We both know that we need to get in shape but we are also each others biggest enablers. If one of us wants ice cream then the other one agrees they want it too. And so it goes. Our third year of amrriage is going to start off in a new frame of mind. Next year, when we celebrate our anniversary we might just go somewhere that requires a bathing suit.....and maybe, just maybe, I will wear one.

weekend recap

What a great weekend. The kind where you don't have TOO much to do.... perfect for me. I was able to take some muscle relaxers and alleviate the jaw pain. I haven't had to take any pain meds for two days now. Thank you Lord. I had a meeting on Saturday morning concerning being a room parent for Parker's class. I have to come up with an art project that will be auctioned off in November. Um hello? Did someone say art project? Being a room parent is truly the job I was meant to have. Now lets hope I come up with something good. There cannot be in alcohol in the basket so that cuts out a lot of possible themes for me. LOL
Parker had his first soccer game on Saturday. He scored two goals. He was so excited. I was not at the game because Mike and Parker had gone early to watch and Mike called me to inform me of the chaos taking place at the soccer fields. Traffic jams from both directions. So, I decided to sit that one out but will be front and center at the next game. Let me just tell you that that boy was dressed with his cleats on at 7:30 Saturday morning. His game wasn't until 9:45. Eager? Just a bit. Nervous? Not at all.
Yesterday, we found out that the people that just moved in across the street from us have two kids that go to the afterschool program with Parker. I think he has a secret little crush on the little girl who is a year younger than he is. Well, the little girl came over and asked Parker if he wanted to have a playdate and Parker hid behind a tree (what a ladies man). Eventuallly he got over his shyness and ended up playing with Will and Carley for hours yesterday afternoon. I am so happy for him to have some friends close by.
So, that's about all. I tried multiple times to get in my scrap room to get creative, but never got anything done. My Cupcakes and coffee class started this morning and I am so anxious to get home and start on my first project. So cute. I will have to poast pics once I get some things finished up.
Have a happy Monday. I am going to try my best to make it all day here at work. I was on the phone with a client at 5 am and was in the office at 7:30 to try and resolve the problems. Ugh- such is life. Thank goodness for Starbucks.

Ooooh la la

After my month of drama I decided to treat myself to an online class. And, if you know me, you know my love of all things CUPCAKE. So, I start a class called Cupcakes & Coffee on Monday. It is being taught by the fabulous Wilna Furstenburg through Scrap in Style tv. I am so excited. Upon signing up for the class I got to order a specialty kit designed specifically for the class and it is called "Social Butterfly". Between cupcakes and the "social butterfly" aspect- this class sounds perfect for me. There is an ongoing chat on the classroom blog and it is so cool that there are women from Amsterdam, South Africa, Canada, and the US. We are all able to discuss random stuff so freely. I find it very cool how scrapbooking can bring people from all walks of life together through a common thread. We have been told in our preclass instructions that we need to have some mirror tiles on hand or a mirror that we would be willing to break. Oh boy, that sounds fun!
So, I am also going to be working on chore cards for Parker. I found these clear plastic name badge holders at the dollar store and I am going to decorate cards to go inside of them. Each card will have pictures indication what chore needs to be done. After the cards are in the clear plastic holders, I am going to punch holes in each one and put them on a binder ring. There will be a set for in the morning and a set for night. I often find myself having to remind him to brush his hair or his teeth. This will eliminate that. Plus it gives me an excuse to get crafty so it is a win win.
I am in shock that it is already September. Our two year anniversary is coming up in two weeks. Man, has it really been that long? 2 years went by fast.
I am so excited that Fall is almost here. I love the fall so very much. Everyone seems to love summer and I cannot stand it. I hate heat, I hate getting sweaty, I don't like to swim or go to the beach, I sunburn really easily, I'm a real Debbie Downer from May to October. There is nothing I look forward to more than cool air, sweaters, and turtlenecks. I really want to take Parker to an apple orchard this year. Maybe I can talk some friends into going with us. Angie might want to take Patrick- that boy is gearing up for a whole slew of firsts. First Halloween, first Thanksgiving, first Christmas...... Oh what a fun stage. So exciting to think about.
Have a great day guys..... tell someone you love them.

yowza!

Am I ever sleepy? Another long night of jaw pain. Alas, I am at work today and just surviving. I can already feel the cool crispness of my sheets on the bed that is waiting at home for me. To say that I am sleepy is an understatement. I haven't been this tired since Parker was born. I remember being so excited and amazed at the little miracle that I couldn't take my eyes off of him....not one minute......for 48 hours. Everyone told me to take advantage of sleep when he could go to the nursery for the night. Did I listen? Of course not. So yeah, I am about that sleepy now except for the fact that I don't have something really cute to show for it.
So, selfishly, I am hoping that Parker's soccer practice gets cancelled tonight. I want to go home and close my eyes, not sit in a field with 10,000 other parents. I feel bad for even saying that because I know the joy that Parker gets being out there kicking the ball. Bad mommy. Honestly, once I get out there, I will have a blast. I love watching lil P getting all red in the face which is a sure sign that he is having fun. He kicked a goal last week and immediately ran over to me and gave me a big high five. Those are the moments that forever will stay in my mind. Why would I wish that away?
So, I have doing a lot of crafting. I have actually been busy getting some things ready to submit for another design team. Say It With Letters is looking for 1-2 people for their team so I am looking to apply. I am already on the design team at Scrap Chic Boutique- I love working with those girls. It is such a fun challenge to be given a blank slate and see what you can make of it.
Well, I am off to finish up the day and get lots of sleep tonight.

I'm back....

And more refreshed. Did I go somewhere you say? No, I just journeyed to the land of contentment over the weekend. I have been in a really bad frame of mind for the last few weeks due to the craziness that has ensued around me. Grandma sick, Ex lost his job, got call from school re. Parker's behavior, speeding ticket, fall over the dishwasher, Mike's job not exactly panning out the way we had planned, the possibility of me having to work next year (which is totally fine). Each one of these things is completely doable. ONE AT A ONE TIME. But, when they are all lumped together in a span of three weeks, it was about to put sweet little ole me over the edge. Until this weekend.
Parker was at the Ex's house and for once Mike and I had ZERO plans. It was bliss. I got to get up when I wanted, take a nap when I wanted, scrap when I wanted... It was exactly what I needed. I awoke this morning with a completely reformed attitude and feel so much more at ease. YAY! Mike and I went out to a nice dinner on Friday night and came home and watched a movie. Saturday morning, I went thrift store shopping and MIke went to lunch with a friend and then to Starbucks to read. Sunday was chore day and take long nap day. I had a great time. I also got the Wii hooked up to the internet and downloaded Mario Cart for Parker and I to play. All in all, it was a great weekend.
I did watch the video music awards last night and a funny thought crossed my mind. I realized that I was looking at Britney Spears and Christine Aguilera thinking, "Man they look good after having babies". Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. These are the girls whose music was the soundtrack of my college years. They had babies. These girls that were young when I was in college are now mothers....just like me. Man, I really am getting older. Watching some of the rappers and younger artists, I realized that I am now in a different generation than these 14-15 year olds who love the Jonas Brothers. I didn't even know who half of the folks were. Alas, these days are flying by and we are aging. Its a good thing but small daily events remind me of that more and more.
Parker had a great morning this morning and I am eager to see how school is today. If he gets 5 smiley faces from his teacher he gets to play the Wii.
Tonight for dinner we are having Walnut Pesto Chicken and Linguine. We are hooked on this Dinner a Fare thing. I am placing another order this week. It works for us and I am so glad to have found a way to put a nice healthy meal on the table for my boys. Eating good and exercising are helping a great deal as far as mood goes.
Well, I am glad to be back from the crappy dark side and look forward start bringing more fun stuff to this blog.
Have a great one folks. Smile!

Using your brain is bad for the body.

Ok, so I got to thinking last night. It's a rare thing, but it occasionally happens. I realize that I wanted this blog to be a fun outlet full of fun scrappy stuff. Unfortunately, given the stressful situations that have popped up in the last week, it has gotten a little dreary here. Not a fun read. So I am going to get back onto fun stuff. The mindless stuff that normally runs through this brain. I will start with pure happiness. It started when I heard that the New Kids On The Block were coming out with a new CD. I got really giddy and was looking forward to going to their concert. Unfortunately, I wasn't giddy enough to spend $90 on a ticket. But, when I heard that 90210 was coming back...... Oh lordy be! I was thrilled. Last night was the 2 hour premiere. I really liked it. Albeit, the girls are now way too thin and wear as little clothes as possible. They already showed drug use in the first episode, which was something that wasn't mentioned until, I think, season 3 in the first show (remember when Dylan went through that weird phase after his dad got blown to bits?). Mike watched the first 5 minutes and thought it was pure stupidity. But, I was hooked. It was like I suddenly morphed back to being a silly teenager watching mindless tv. Mindless is good, especially when you have bigger stuff going on. Gotta give that brain a break.

This comedy of errors otherwise known as my life

Well, I am back from Florida. It was great to see Granny and Eldon. Granny looks really well and I was really shocked when she greeted us at the front door without a walker or anything. She was getting around really well. We were probably there for all of 15 minutes before Parker was begging to go swim. Granny was heading to take a nap, so I obliged. Parker and I headed out to the beach. Not 10 minutes later did I notice a bite on his foot. He had no clue where the bite came from. I asked him if we could go inside and take some benadryl so that the bite did not get worse. We went inside and took a nap only to wake up to find that the bite had gotten bigger.... 3 times bigger. Saturday morning the poor child looked like he had a club foot. It was huge!! And red. The redness is what really concerned me. So off to the Urgent Care Facility we went. I used to think that there was nothing worse than having a sick child, but having a sick child in a strange place without a husband around is worse. I had no clue where to find a dr, I had no clue what my insurance would cover since we were out of the network, I just didn't know what to do. But I did it.
The dr. was not sure what had bitten him, but that the water in the bay had probably infected it. So, we were given a round of antibiotics. Unfortunately, we could not risk further infection to the wound, so there was no more swimming. A five year old boy in florida being told not to swim is somewhat equal to taking a child to a candy sotre and telling him he can't eat sweets. It stunk. I felt so bad for him.
Sunday morning came and the sky grew darker and it got really windy. I decided that it would probably be best to head home and try to avoid all the storms from Hurricane Gustav. We did get in some pretty nasty rain, but we made it home. somewhere in the middle there, I got pulled over by Dothan, AL's finest and got a speeding ticket. That was just the cherry on top of the specatacular week that I had had.
So, I am back at work with a gazillion things circulating around my head. I need a break since my trip to FL was far from one. But I guess that will have to do. I keep expecting for things to fall into place, but something else keeps getting in the way. Hopefully, this week will bring some normalcy. Things have got to get better.