So my big long post about how boring yesterday was will not get written tday. its a shame it was really…boring. But I dont have time to sit and write a big post i have to find towels and bathing suits and snacks and sunscreen. today its supposed to hit 29, tuesday and wednesday its supposed to hit 12 ( oh joy) so its our last day ~ before school starts~ to run off and play at the water park.
Hannah brought rice crispie squares..score! theya re packed for the water park LOL she packed em for me, nothing like a little child labour now and then.
tonight… hehe, we are watching a movie… last night hubs downlaoded what he thought was poirates of the carribean… the first one… what he got was the new one …YES! so the baby will be pleased!
ok, nuff said, I have less then an hour before our ride comes and we are off for fun in the sun. I promis to answer all the comments this evening.. or afternoon, depending when we get home from the park… oh, and say “rickety rackity” isnt that nice? ive been saying it all night and day, ever since the lady on extreem home makeover or whatever thats called said “wheres my lil rickety rackety truck”
later vader! ( take no notice of the lack of capitals and well anything that is supposed to pass for grammer , Im in a freaking HURRY)
And Sunday means Sunday six. How funny is it, that Kelly forgot too, and so This weeks theme is forgetting and lateness. I am VERY amused. Rainbow Man(6.10) and Blue Boy(4.5) Participated. Since Stuperman was already crying that I wouldn’t let him in the room, I thought his answers would be the same as last weeks….
Here we go!
1. What does it mean to forget?
Rainbow Man : That we were going to do something but we didn’t remember so we didn’t do it.
Blue Boy: A place where we were going
2. What does it mean to be late?
Rainbow Man : That we were trying to hurry up and get somewhere but we didn’t get there in time.
Blue Boy: To go to a place.
3. Why do people forget things?
Rainbow Man : I don’t know.
Blue Boy: Cus they don’t know where they are.
4. Why are people late sometimes?
Rainbow Man : Because they were going somewhere and they wen’t really slow.
Blue Boy: Cus they got to go to school.
5. Who is usually late, Mommy or Daddy?
Rainbow Man : Both somtimes.
Blue Boy: Daddy
6. Did you forget something?
Rainbow Man : Sometimes I do.
Blue Boy: No.
I know its weird. Don’t bother telling me so in comments or concerend phone calls. Don’t go making appointments for me to be kidnapped by men in white coats. I still want to do it. I probably won’t, but I can’t get it out of my head. Today I even disscussed it with the Hubster. He said that in the end I will decide not to do it. That make sme want to even more!
The thing is, If I was to do it, Id have to do it NOW. Today. Very soon. Its going to be time for boots right away and if it all goes horribly wrong, I’d like to wear my cast in the summer time…
I walk down the street looking at cars and I think it. I stand at the drivers side window and think, it would be SOOOOO easy! I have taken to looking at cars in parking lots, trying to guess their weight and suitibility. But, I’m. Not. Crazy.
I want to stick my foot in front of the tire of a moving vehicle. I want to see if it will hurt. And if so , how much. Are we talking fractures? Broken? Crushed? Will the brusing be just on the top or the bottom as well? Will I lose any toenails? Should I do just the toes or the whole foot? Logic says the whole foot, if its just the toes they are smaller, less surface area, and it will end up doing more damage. Hey what about the arch of my foot? How is that constructed? Will it “flatten” my arch and I will have to wear special “granny” shoes from now on?
How much damage would a wee little Mini Cooper going, say 40k, actually do to a foot. Not much I think! Or a moter bike. Maybe I should start with something reallllly small. But won’t that defeat the purpose? A semi or a half ton, now im not stupid, I know those are out of the question. And mini vans too. Ive seen how much crap can fit in one of those things!
But a mini cooper or a VW Bug? Those are tiny, and if its going fast enough, the tire would be over the foot and gone in Less then two seconds. I fail to see how that will result in “Crushed bones” and “fraction burns”, but thanks for you;re opinion Hubby. There are many tiny bones that can break of course, and one must admit, that by taking the season into consideration, Im actually putting a lot of thought in this. Its been running around the edges of my mind for about two years now. and each time I walk in a parking lot with their cornicopia of moving vehicles, it gets harder and harder to keep my feet where they belong.
When I do it, who wants pictures?
What are the chances the pain is so bad I collapse and get dragged under the car? I would make sure there is no oncoming traffic to hit me of course, as well as a ride home in case it was my driving foot. But I honestly think the most I would get is a lot of bruising and a cool story.
Isn’t this the funniest freaking cake? I Downloaded it a long long long time ago, and FINALLY someone is having a birthday so I can use it! Today, August 25th, Is my sister’s 30th birthday! This is an important milestone for anyone , but for those of us in our family its also important because granny stops sending preasent whenwe hit 20, ( WAHHHHH) but lifts the ban on gifts if there is a zero in our age. I have to wait three more years for my gift……(WAHHHH)
Obviously I like gifts.
So, sister mine*, enjoy your cake, enjoy your day and enjoy this year.
* I’m not actually sure if my sister even reads my blog, but its worth a try!
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Last night ( well tonight cus I am writing this hours early) Hubs and I bought a ticket to soemthing. I won’t put the name of it online cus , well stalker freaks and all that. But Its a 100 dollar ticket, and If we did ( asif) happen to win, it would change our lives completely. If y’all want more info, feel free to say so in the comments, If I know ya, I’ll email you the info. Needless to say I am super excited. I wanna win.
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The other day I was doing laundry - oh! I got all the clothes folded AND put away today , plus two coats of paint on the shadow boxes - I was doing laundry and I went to switch loads. Everything was BLUE. I mistakenly put my newish jean capris in the wash with white clothes. Lots of white clothes. So I told Hubs that 13 of his shirts were no longer white, buta dirty shade of blue, and all he said was “Thats OK I had too many white shirts any way”. this of course shows just how whipped he really is. And I can say that because he doesnt read my blog so I won’t get in trouble!
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CAFFEINE IS MY SHEPERD
I SHALL NOT DOZE
IT MAKETH ME TO WAKE IN GREEN PASTURES
IT LEADETH ME BEYOND THE SLEEPING MASSES
IT RESTORETH MY BUZZ
IT LEADETH ME IN THE PATH OF CONSCIOUSNESS
YEA, THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF ADDICTION
I WILL FEAR NO EQUAL
FOR THOU ART WITH ME;THY CREAM AND THY SURGAR THEY COMFORT ME
THOU PREPAREST A CARAFE BEFORE ME IN THE PRESENCE OF JUAN VALDEZ
THOU ANNOINTEST MY DAY WITH PEP;MY MUG RUNNETH OVER
SURELY RICHNESS AND TASTE SHALL FOLLOW ME ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE
AND I WILL DWELL IN THE HOUSE OF COFFEE FOREVER.
I don’t know who wrote this but its so true for me. In fact Im heading up to take a quick shower (played at the tire park and have black dust allll over me) and make a fresh pot of java. Dunno if I blogged it, but Hubs foot is still super sore from his fall down the stairs. The doc said its a sprain with a torn legiment or soemthing, so how long can he expect to be in pain? XO XO people!
Last night Hubs and I were haveing a serious disscussion about elbow hair when He realised something strange was living on my cervix. I have a lump about the size of a marble jutting off to the side of it. Weird eh?
So I called the guy who delivered all three of my boys and has given me billions of pap smears. My result always come back with issues so I got every three or so months for a pap. Yay. By the way six weeks ago when I went for my last pap, there weren’t no lump. So His receptionist answered, I asked to have an appointment and she says are you a paitent. Duh. So she asked what I needed and I told her . She said I have to go to my family doctor, have him do a pap and then refer me to the OB. HUH??? Even tho the OB gives me a pap every three freaking months, because now there is a lump to be investigated I must be referred to him??? Thats screwed up!
Altho I am not a big fan of hiving hands shoved into my YaaHoo, I called my Family doctor. I’m not going to ask for a referral. I’ll have Dr.P. evict my cervical room mate and be done with it! On the plus side. Normally it takes me three to four weeks to get into see Dr.P. This time, maybe because I used the magical word “lump”, I am getting in on September first, a mere week away!
And God damn my uturus to HELL if I have my period!
Dude, also, before any of you get all excited about my cervical roomie… It’s becasue of Rainbow Man’s birth, - which was a very interesting experiance, remind me one day to tell you how many stitches and how many feet inches of torn flesh I had… its a great story- When Rainbow Man came out he tore my cervix. And due to this , cells that belong in my uturus came out to live on my cervix, it has a much better veiw. Normal cells, not cancer shit like that, So I go in for my pap and if they are there, they snip em off. This one, while its a lot bigger than any other and a lot faster growing is bound to be the same damn thing! Im not worried and neither should you be!
