Real Quick: My duckbill appointment was rescheduled. My doctor was called to the hospital to do an emergency c-section with complications. So, my next appointment in July 19. Another 3 weeks to sit and wonder if there is anything wrong or if it is just a thing.
Day 2 started out nice and early. We arrived at Knottsberry Farm to meet some family for breakfast. Scott decided to start off the day by seeing just how far he could push my button before I got angry. He drove around in circles, around the main street Knotts parking and then on to a side street and back again. This happened a few times before the kids started yelling for him to quit. HA he angered the kids before me! They weren't really angry, they were just ready to eat and ride some roller coasters.
We had a wonderful breakfast at the Knotts restaurant and chatted with Scott's cousin and wife for a while and when the kids got antsy because the park was about to open, Scott's cousins told us to get in there and have a fun day.
There were so many people standing in the entrance that it was hard to maneuver around. It was almost a joke. We finally got our tickets and got through the checkpoint where your bags are checked for any weapons and who knows what else.
The first ride we hit was Ghost Rider. A huge, wooden roller coaster whose ride lasts 2 1/2 minutes. It took all I had to get on that thing. My mom was ready to go and I figured if she could do it so could I. I expected her to say no to most of the rides because of her shoulder but she wanted to get on them.
My legs were shaking so bad when we got off that coaster that I had to lean on Scott to walk down the stairs off the ride.
We wandered around, searching for another roller coaster that would pass the bill of breathlessness. The ride they did find was similar to the Hollywood Tower of Terror in California Adventure. You sat on a seat and got strapped down. You were then lifted 250 feet in the air and they left you hanging up there for about 30 seconds, just long enough for the anticipation to shoot your adrenaline up more. You then dropped down at an extremely high speed and then you stopped on a dime, went back up a few feet and dropped down again. You were bounced like that a couple of times before you touched down and could unstrap and walk away. Um, No I didn't get on the ride. I know I'm a chicken. Emma did ride it along with Scott, SIL, BIL, and my niece. My little daredevil.
In fact, besides Ghost Rider, I only rode 2 other rides. And both of those were two of their water rides. The canoe ride was great fun and we all got soaked. That was the second ride I went on. Near the end of the ride, going over a particularly bone jarring dip in the water, I landed just right to know that a certain visitor made its appearance a few days early. With no warning too! The nerve!
After the canoe ride I grabbed mom because I had utilized her fanny pack she loves to wear, still, and headed to the bathroom. I brought pads along just in case, you never know what might happen early. It was almost pointless to use one though because of getting drenched in the canoe ride. I made it through the day without any leaks though, TMI I know. Sorry.
I told Scott what happened and he laughed at me. I punched him in the arm and we searched for another ride. About 30 minutes later the cramps hit and those were the worst cramps I've had in a very long time. Most of the afternoon at Knotts wasn't very fun for me.
We ended up leaving Knotts about 6pm, earlier than we had planned but everyone had ridden the rides they wanted to and no one had mentioned going on something a second time.
My BIL was in a much better mood and doesn't like roller coasters so mom and I sat and talked to him for most of the day.
One interesting tidbit. We were sitting under the coaster where your feet just dangle in the air as you are whipped around and up and down and upside down. We had a nice view of the few front riders as the came screaming towards us only to be whipped around a corner and taken away from us. On one set the first car had just one lady in it. We saw her cover her mouth and then right as she was over us she took her hand away from her mouth and blew chunks. Normally I'm not squeamish but this made my stomach turn. We managed not to get hit, but not by much. We moved to another spot after that.
After my daring daughter and the rest that had ridden the dangling coaster had their turn on it we rode the river rafting ride, it's just a nice little jaunt down a river. You might get wet, you might not. We did. The kids were in one raft and the adults in another raft. All of us fat ass adults. Which means we sat lower in the water than some of the other rides and more water was swept into our raft. We had fun though.
I told Scott if there were no objections I was ready to go because wet clothes (I never really dried off thanks to the humidity) and monthly protection don't go well together.
SIL brought up tampons. After much discussing of tampons with my husband, my SIL, and my BIL they had me convinced to try one. The first time I used one it hurt so bad I swore never again. I was told I had it in wrong and to please try again because the next day would be so much nicer if I did try a plug instead of a pad.
So I tried one and it was much nicer. Ok, done with that topic.
After walking out of the main gates for the park we walked down main street of Knotts to shop around. I could have spent most of the day in their shops and been happy. All we bought though was a couple of big jars of jams. There was a lot more that I wanted but knowing my luck it would have broken on the way home.
Saturday was SIL's birthday and when we got back to the hotel we all got cleaned up and headed to the nice restaurant across the parking lot. Scott had to do the brotherly thing and embarrass her and told our waiter it was SIL's birthday. Of course the waiters sang to her and apparently in this restaurant the waitstaff gets the other patrons involved in singing Happy Birthday. My blond SIL was a pretty shade of red that made her hair look almost white. She got a free piece of birthday cake. Huge piece of chocolate cake. Big enough that all 10 of us shared it and didn't need to order any more dessert.
After dinner the kids swam, I sat by the pool and just relaxed.
Listening to the kids scream and play.
Hearing Ethan and Emma yell Watch Me Momma Watch Me.
Soaking up the cool night air after the humid, hot day we'd had.
Wishing that noisy, yet peaceful, moment would never end.
But it did come to an end when SIL decided we should all go to bed so we would be rested for Disneyland.
We all crashed before 10pm.
Knotts just didn't impress me much. I don't know if it's because it has so many coasters and I'm not a coaster person or what it was. I know that Scott, SIL, BIL and all 5 kids enjoyed themselves.
Another interesting tidbit. This one is quite embarrassing. We had stopped to buy Emma a flower wreath with streamers on it to put in her hair and I had Ethan pick out a toy. While I was paying for the items I had told Ethan to quit touching because he was touching everything and getting in the way of other people. As I was signing the credit card slip an arm reached in front of me, bumped me and made me mess up my signature. It looked just like Ethan's chubby, tanned arm so I grabbed it and told him to quit reaching in front of me and quit touching everything like he'd been told. The arm was yanked away from me so fast I knew right away that it wasn't Ethan's arm. I felt bad for maybe 10 seconds and then got over it. The kid didn't need to reach in front of strangers like that, especially when a money transaction is going on. If the kids mom saw she didn't say anything to me. Yes, I did apologize to the little boy.
Day 3 - Disneyland coming soon. I really need to get more sleep so I can keep up with my blog and the ones I read. I'm too old to live on 4 hours a night. Now, if I could get Scott to realize this we would be good.
Off to bed, Scott just got home from work and he's being all gropy and stuff. Is gropy a word?
Friday, June 30, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Quick Update
My lovely visit with the damn duck bill a couple months ago came back as abnormal so I get to visit with the lovely duck bills again tomorrow for a something or other. They didn't call it a biopsy but it sure sounds like it to me.
They're going to spray vinegar up in there, not a good place for foreign substances of that kind as far as I'm concerned, and scrape off anything that looks off.
HMMM, blech
The appointment is at 3pm so I took off all afternoon. No need to go back to work after something like that. Something like that might require a wonderful Starbucks Frappucino or some loverly drink from them when all is said and done.
When I hear on that, I'll post it here. Whether it's good or bad. It's probably nothing. But let me just add that this is how it started for my mom, my aunt, and my granny when they had abnormal paps and then biopsies and then they all had full hysterectomy. I don't think I spelled that right. Oh well.
Peace
They're going to spray vinegar up in there, not a good place for foreign substances of that kind as far as I'm concerned, and scrape off anything that looks off.
HMMM, blech
The appointment is at 3pm so I took off all afternoon. No need to go back to work after something like that. Something like that might require a wonderful Starbucks Frappucino or some loverly drink from them when all is said and done.
When I hear on that, I'll post it here. Whether it's good or bad. It's probably nothing. But let me just add that this is how it started for my mom, my aunt, and my granny when they had abnormal paps and then biopsies and then they all had full hysterectomy. I don't think I spelled that right. Oh well.
Peace
Day 1
We will consider Friday Day 1 of the trip.
We left Flagstaff before 7am so we could hit the beach about sunset. We HAD planned to get to our room, check in, go to downtown Disney to shop and get our tickets for Sunday, and then hit the beach to watch the sunset over the beach.
Instead we checked in to our room, which took 45 minutes because the guy checking us in spoke maybe 10 words of English. It took all I had to be nice and smile politely. After finally getting the keys to our rooms (yep, we needed 2 rooms since there were 6 of us, Mom and Emma shared one room and I was stuck in the other room with Ethan, Stepson, and Scott) we unloaded luggage into the rooms only to discover that the a/c in my room didn't work. We waited another half hour for the maintenance man to show up to fix it. He spoke maybe 11 words of English. I was already wishing I was in Emma's room. Ya know, boys in one room, girls in the other.
While MM worked on the a/c I unpacked the bathroom bag and plugged in my curling iron to do my hair because I had washed it that morning and then just let it dry, I looked kind of scary. Maybe those guys could speak perfect English but I scared it right out of them. I turned on the iron and nothing. So I tried the other plug and nothing. I thought maybe it was iron and plugged in the complimentary hair dryer that was bolted to the wall. Nothing. Same for the coffee pot that will give you one cup at a time. Nothing. I went to Emma's room and it worked just fine. eeeeee
After our a/c was fixed we relaxed for a few minutes while conferring with SIL and her family about what they wanted to do. Each family had their own plan and neither wanted to give in and do what the other wanted. It was so much fun for a while. BIL was grouchy all day Friday and I was fed up with him. I was to the point of telling Scott he needed to tell SIL and family we would see them tomorrow because we were heading to Disney.
We ended up at the beach. And let me just say that when you park at Hungtington Beach and walk the few feet to the beach, it's about another quarter of a mile to the water. Ok Maybe not that far but when you have a bunch of fat ass people hiking down to the beach, it seems a really long ways a way.
And about 4 hours earlier than we wanted to be at the beach. But we had fun and even BIL laughed at our antics. None of us wore our suits but we got in the ocean anyways. Emma was knocked over by I don't know how many waves. She would get up sputtering and giggling, waiting for the next wave. Ethan stood so that most of the waves just lapped at his feet. He finally got in the water after Scott hefted up Ethan and chunked him into a big wave. Well, it was more like they both fell into the wave because Ethan is such a big kid that it was hard for Scott to throw him. Stepson, my niece and nephew swore they weren't going to get wet. They were too cool for that ya know. It wasn't long though, with all of us laughing and running around in the waves that they gave in and were the wettest of us all. I think we might have scared the natives too. Most of the people just kind of stared at us like we were a bunch of freaks! What'd you expect from obvious tourists. Besides Scott and I have fun no matter what we are doing. We make sure we do!
Huntington Beach people? Lighten up and smile, us strangers from another state won't hurt anyone. I promise, we'll just smile and say HI to you.
Even my mom walked in the water. I had to hold on to her but hey, she got wet. Until some seaweed came flying out of the water and wrapped itself around her arms and chest. It was like some sea creature knew she was afraid of the ocean and it was gonna get her. She waddled back up to dry sand very quickly after that! My poor mom, with her shoulder surgery and having broken her feet I don't know how many times, she has issues. I know she has broken them enough times that her feet don't bend. Her toes will bend but that is it. Oh, she has no arches and her ankles barely move too. Her arches fell years ago. She likes to joke that her arches fell way before gravity hit the rest of her body and her boobs fell.
There was one particular wave that was HUGE. Taller than me. We tried to yell at Emma to hurry and come up on shore a little but she didn't hear us. It took her off guard and down she went. Scott was the first to her and he literally dragged her up the beach with her hacking and coughing, sounding like she was coughing up a furball. We couldn't help but laugh at her because it went kind of like this: HACK HACK GAG MAMA GAG DAD HACK HACK over and over. I know, not so funny but it was if you were standing there. After she caught her breath she was laughing harder than the rest of us and wanted to wait around for another HUGE wave and do it all over again.
But NOPE. BIL was done and he wanted to leave after only 45 minutes at the beach. So we hiked our fat butts back the half mile, yes I know I said quarter of a mile earlier but after playing the in the water we were tired, to the parking lot and got in the cars. Soaking wet! It was worth it though. I believe we still have some of Huntington Beach in the van. hehe
Scott and I decided to drive down the Pacific Coast highway for a while and just enjoy the beautiful weather. We told BIL and SIL what we planned on doing and if they wanted to go back to the room we would see them there. They decided to follow us and about 2 minutes into the drive they called to let us know that they needed gas NOW. And they would only get gas at a Shell station. This really irritated Scott so he took the long way back to the hotel, there was a Shell station right across the street from our hotel. Ok, now when we left the hotel it took us about 25 minutes to get to the beach. It took us about 2 1/2 hours to get back to the room. :) We figured out they didn't remember the way back to the room and that is why they followed us.
By this time BIL was nice and overly grouchy and too angry with us to do anything else with us, including speak to us. We swam in the pool for a while and cooled off from the beach and then we all got ready and headed to downtown Disney. We found out that BIL and family ate at the restaurant next to the hotel and SIL got angry with her husband when she found out we waited and ate dinner at the Rainforest restaurant at Disney. It was very good and I hope to eat there again some day.
We shopped in the main Disney store and I splurged and bought 5 Pooh cabinet handles and 5 Tigger cabinet handles. They will go in my bathroom and Scott now plans on painting the bathroom yellow to match the yellow on the handles. If he can put up with all the Pooh and Anne Geddes pictures in the bathroom then I can put up with a bright ass yellow in my bathroom!
So, after listening to BIL bitch and complain most of the morning, through text messageing on the way to Anahiem, then annoying him to the point where he quit talking to us in the afternoon, playing at the beach, in the pool, wandering around downtown Disney and buying stuff and eating a wonderfull dinner, our Friday was full and quite fun.
Especially the part where we pissed of my BIL on purpose. The Ass.
Coming soon, Day 2.
Day 2 is Knottsberry Farm fun.
Oh what a day it was.
We left Flagstaff before 7am so we could hit the beach about sunset. We HAD planned to get to our room, check in, go to downtown Disney to shop and get our tickets for Sunday, and then hit the beach to watch the sunset over the beach.
Instead we checked in to our room, which took 45 minutes because the guy checking us in spoke maybe 10 words of English. It took all I had to be nice and smile politely. After finally getting the keys to our rooms (yep, we needed 2 rooms since there were 6 of us, Mom and Emma shared one room and I was stuck in the other room with Ethan, Stepson, and Scott) we unloaded luggage into the rooms only to discover that the a/c in my room didn't work. We waited another half hour for the maintenance man to show up to fix it. He spoke maybe 11 words of English. I was already wishing I was in Emma's room. Ya know, boys in one room, girls in the other.
While MM worked on the a/c I unpacked the bathroom bag and plugged in my curling iron to do my hair because I had washed it that morning and then just let it dry, I looked kind of scary. Maybe those guys could speak perfect English but I scared it right out of them. I turned on the iron and nothing. So I tried the other plug and nothing. I thought maybe it was iron and plugged in the complimentary hair dryer that was bolted to the wall. Nothing. Same for the coffee pot that will give you one cup at a time. Nothing. I went to Emma's room and it worked just fine. eeeeee
After our a/c was fixed we relaxed for a few minutes while conferring with SIL and her family about what they wanted to do. Each family had their own plan and neither wanted to give in and do what the other wanted. It was so much fun for a while. BIL was grouchy all day Friday and I was fed up with him. I was to the point of telling Scott he needed to tell SIL and family we would see them tomorrow because we were heading to Disney.
We ended up at the beach. And let me just say that when you park at Hungtington Beach and walk the few feet to the beach, it's about another quarter of a mile to the water. Ok Maybe not that far but when you have a bunch of fat ass people hiking down to the beach, it seems a really long ways a way.
And about 4 hours earlier than we wanted to be at the beach. But we had fun and even BIL laughed at our antics. None of us wore our suits but we got in the ocean anyways. Emma was knocked over by I don't know how many waves. She would get up sputtering and giggling, waiting for the next wave. Ethan stood so that most of the waves just lapped at his feet. He finally got in the water after Scott hefted up Ethan and chunked him into a big wave. Well, it was more like they both fell into the wave because Ethan is such a big kid that it was hard for Scott to throw him. Stepson, my niece and nephew swore they weren't going to get wet. They were too cool for that ya know. It wasn't long though, with all of us laughing and running around in the waves that they gave in and were the wettest of us all. I think we might have scared the natives too. Most of the people just kind of stared at us like we were a bunch of freaks! What'd you expect from obvious tourists. Besides Scott and I have fun no matter what we are doing. We make sure we do!
Huntington Beach people? Lighten up and smile, us strangers from another state won't hurt anyone. I promise, we'll just smile and say HI to you.
Even my mom walked in the water. I had to hold on to her but hey, she got wet. Until some seaweed came flying out of the water and wrapped itself around her arms and chest. It was like some sea creature knew she was afraid of the ocean and it was gonna get her. She waddled back up to dry sand very quickly after that! My poor mom, with her shoulder surgery and having broken her feet I don't know how many times, she has issues. I know she has broken them enough times that her feet don't bend. Her toes will bend but that is it. Oh, she has no arches and her ankles barely move too. Her arches fell years ago. She likes to joke that her arches fell way before gravity hit the rest of her body and her boobs fell.
There was one particular wave that was HUGE. Taller than me. We tried to yell at Emma to hurry and come up on shore a little but she didn't hear us. It took her off guard and down she went. Scott was the first to her and he literally dragged her up the beach with her hacking and coughing, sounding like she was coughing up a furball. We couldn't help but laugh at her because it went kind of like this: HACK HACK GAG MAMA GAG DAD HACK HACK over and over. I know, not so funny but it was if you were standing there. After she caught her breath she was laughing harder than the rest of us and wanted to wait around for another HUGE wave and do it all over again.
But NOPE. BIL was done and he wanted to leave after only 45 minutes at the beach. So we hiked our fat butts back the half mile, yes I know I said quarter of a mile earlier but after playing the in the water we were tired, to the parking lot and got in the cars. Soaking wet! It was worth it though. I believe we still have some of Huntington Beach in the van. hehe
Scott and I decided to drive down the Pacific Coast highway for a while and just enjoy the beautiful weather. We told BIL and SIL what we planned on doing and if they wanted to go back to the room we would see them there. They decided to follow us and about 2 minutes into the drive they called to let us know that they needed gas NOW. And they would only get gas at a Shell station. This really irritated Scott so he took the long way back to the hotel, there was a Shell station right across the street from our hotel. Ok, now when we left the hotel it took us about 25 minutes to get to the beach. It took us about 2 1/2 hours to get back to the room. :) We figured out they didn't remember the way back to the room and that is why they followed us.
By this time BIL was nice and overly grouchy and too angry with us to do anything else with us, including speak to us. We swam in the pool for a while and cooled off from the beach and then we all got ready and headed to downtown Disney. We found out that BIL and family ate at the restaurant next to the hotel and SIL got angry with her husband when she found out we waited and ate dinner at the Rainforest restaurant at Disney. It was very good and I hope to eat there again some day.
We shopped in the main Disney store and I splurged and bought 5 Pooh cabinet handles and 5 Tigger cabinet handles. They will go in my bathroom and Scott now plans on painting the bathroom yellow to match the yellow on the handles. If he can put up with all the Pooh and Anne Geddes pictures in the bathroom then I can put up with a bright ass yellow in my bathroom!
So, after listening to BIL bitch and complain most of the morning, through text messageing on the way to Anahiem, then annoying him to the point where he quit talking to us in the afternoon, playing at the beach, in the pool, wandering around downtown Disney and buying stuff and eating a wonderfull dinner, our Friday was full and quite fun.
Especially the part where we pissed of my BIL on purpose. The Ass.
Coming soon, Day 2.
Day 2 is Knottsberry Farm fun.
Oh what a day it was.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Exhaustion
We got home from the trip Monday night about midnight. We should have left Anaheim earlier than we did but that's ok. It was a fun trip and I'm glad we went.
I'm still exhausted and am ready for a nap with my Pudge.
Here is a list of 200 things that I stole from Karin to read until I have the energy to tell ya'll about our trip.
Stolen from Karin because I have nothing else to say today…
The highlighted things are things either I or Scott have done.
1. Bought everyone in the bar a drink - Both of us
2. Swam with wild dolphins - Both of us
3. Climbed a mountain - Scott has
4. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive - Scott has
5. Been inside the Great Pyramid
6. Held a tarantula
7. Taken a candlelit bath with someone - Both of us
8. Said ‘I love you’ and meant it - Both of us
9. Hugged a tree - I have
10. Done a striptease - I Have (in private only)
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea - I have
14. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise - Both of us
15. Seen the Northern Lights - I have
16. Gone to a huge sports game - I have gone to an Oakland A's ball game and we've both gone to a NasCar races
17. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables - Scott has (I've eaten the veggies he has grown)
19. Touched an iceberg
20. Slept under the stars - Both of us
21. Changed a baby’s diaper - Both of us
22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
23. Watched a meteor shower - Both of us
24. Gotten drunk on champagne
25. Given more than you can afford to charity - Both of us
26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope - Both of us
27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment - I have
28. Had a food fight - Both of us
29. Bet on a winning horse
30. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill - Both of us
31. Asked out a stranger - Scott has (that stranger was me!)
32. Had a snowball fight - Both of us
33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier - I have
34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can - Both of us
35. Held a lamb
36. Enacted a favorite fantasy - I have
37. Taken a midnight skinny dip - Both of us
38. Taken an ice cold bath - I have
39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
40. Seen a total eclipse - I have
41. Ridden a roller coaster - Both of us
42. Hit a home run - I have
43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days
44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking - Both of us
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors (Northern Ireland)
47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment - Both of us
48. Had two hard drives for your computer
49. Visited all 50 states
50. Loved your job for all accounts - Both of us
51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced - I have
52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
53. Had amazing friends - Both of us
54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
55. Watched wild whales - Both of us
56. Stolen a sign - Scott has
57. Backpacked in Europe
58. Taken a road-trip - Both of us
59. Rock climbing - Both of us
60. Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice - Scott has (Marines)
61. Midnight walk on the beach - I have
62. Sky diving - Scott has (for the Marines)
63. Visited Ireland
64. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
65. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
66. Visited Japan
67. Benchpressed your own weight
68. Milked a cow
69. Alphabetized your records - I have
70. Pretended to be a superhero
71. Sung karaoke - I have
72. Lounged around in bed all day - Both of us
73. Posed nude in front of strangers - I have
74. Scuba diving
75. Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye - I have
76. Kissed in the rain - Both of us
77. Played in the mud - Both of us
78. Played in the rain - Both of us
79. Gone to a drive-in theater - Both of us
80. Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it - Both of us
81. Visited the Great Wall of China - Scott has
82. Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog. - I have
83. Dropped Windows in favor of something better
84. Started a business
85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken - Both of us
86. Toured ancient sites - Both of us
87. Taken a martial arts class
88. Sword fought for the honor of a woman/man
89. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
90. Gotten married - Both of us
91. Been in a movie - Scott has (his platoon was part of the extra's in Full Metal Jacket)
92. Crashed a party - Both of us
93. Loved someone you shouldn’t have - I have
94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy - Both of us (kissing each other!)
95. Gotten divorced - Both of us
96. Had sex at the office - I have
97. Gone without food for 5 days
98. Made cookies from scratch - Both of us
99. Won first prize in a costume contest - I have
100. Ridden a gondola in Venice
101. Gotten a tattoo - Both of us
102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on - I have
103. Rafted the Snake River
104. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
105. Got flowers for no reason
106. Masturbated in a public place
107. Got so drunk you don’t remember anything - Scott has
108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug
109. Performed on stage - I have
110. Been to Las Vegas - Both of us
111. Recorded music - I have
112. Eaten shark - Scott
113. Had a one-night stand - I have
114. Gone to Thailand - Scott (Marines)
115. Seen Siouxsie live
116. Bought a house
117. Been in a combat zone - Scott has (Marines)
118. Buried one/both of your parents - I have
119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off - Both of us, tmi, sorry!
120. Been on a cruise ship
121. Spoken more than one language fluently
122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone - Both of us
123. Bounced a check - Both of us
124. Performed in Rocky Horror.
125. Read - and understood - your credit report - I have
126. Raised children. - Both of us
127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy. - Scott has
128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
129. Created and named your own constellation of stars
130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did - Both of us
132. Called or written your Congress person
133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over - Both of us
134. …more than once? - More than thrice?
135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge - I have
136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking - Both of us
137. Had an abortion or your female partner did
138. Had plastic surgery
139. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived.
140. Wrote articles for a large publication
141. Lost over 100 pounds
142. Held someone while they were having a flashback
143. Piloted an airplane (Well, for a few minutes anyway)
144. Petted a stingray - Both of us
145. Broken someone’s heart - Both of us
146. Helped an animal give birth - I have
147. Been fired or laid off from a job
148. Won money on a T.V. game show
149. Broken a bone - Scott has
150. Killed a human being
151. Gone on an African photo safari
152. Ridden a motorcycle - Scott has
153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph - Scott has (he used to race cars at the local race track)
154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced
155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol - Both of us
156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild- Both of us
157. Ridden a horse - Both of us
158. Had major surgery - Both of us
159. Had sex on a moving train
160. Had a snake as a pet
161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing
163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hour - Scott has (when he had thyroid cancer)
164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
165. Visited all 7 continents
166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
167. Eaten kangaroo meat
168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground
169. Been a sperm or egg donor
170. Eaten sushi - Scott has
171. Had your picture in the newspaper- Both of us
172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime - Both of us
173. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about- Both of us
174. Gotten someone fired for their actions - I have
175. Gone back to school - Both of us
176. Parasailed
177. Changed your name - I have
178. Petted a cockroach
179. Eaten fried green tomatoes. - Both of us
180. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey - I have
181. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read - I have
182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed
them - Both of us
183. …and gotten 86′ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you
184. Taught yourself an art from scratch
185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating - Scott has
186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
187. Skipped all your school reunions - Both of us
188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
189. Been elected to public office
190. Written your own computer language
191. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care - I have
193. Built your own PC from parts
194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
195. Had a booth at a street fair
196: Dyed your hair - both Scott and I have
197: Been a DJ
198: Found out someone was going to dump you via the internet
199: Written your own role playing game
200: Been arrested. (In a foreign country no less!) Scott was arrested in Korea,Marines again.
I'm still exhausted and am ready for a nap with my Pudge.
Here is a list of 200 things that I stole from Karin to read until I have the energy to tell ya'll about our trip.
Stolen from Karin because I have nothing else to say today…
The highlighted things are things either I or Scott have done.
1. Bought everyone in the bar a drink - Both of us
2. Swam with wild dolphins - Both of us
3. Climbed a mountain - Scott has
4. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive - Scott has
5. Been inside the Great Pyramid
6. Held a tarantula
7. Taken a candlelit bath with someone - Both of us
8. Said ‘I love you’ and meant it - Both of us
9. Hugged a tree - I have
10. Done a striptease - I Have (in private only)
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea - I have
14. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise - Both of us
15. Seen the Northern Lights - I have
16. Gone to a huge sports game - I have gone to an Oakland A's ball game and we've both gone to a NasCar races
17. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables - Scott has (I've eaten the veggies he has grown)
19. Touched an iceberg
20. Slept under the stars - Both of us
21. Changed a baby’s diaper - Both of us
22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
23. Watched a meteor shower - Both of us
24. Gotten drunk on champagne
25. Given more than you can afford to charity - Both of us
26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope - Both of us
27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment - I have
28. Had a food fight - Both of us
29. Bet on a winning horse
30. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill - Both of us
31. Asked out a stranger - Scott has (that stranger was me!)
32. Had a snowball fight - Both of us
33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier - I have
34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can - Both of us
35. Held a lamb
36. Enacted a favorite fantasy - I have
37. Taken a midnight skinny dip - Both of us
38. Taken an ice cold bath - I have
39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
40. Seen a total eclipse - I have
41. Ridden a roller coaster - Both of us
42. Hit a home run - I have
43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days
44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking - Both of us
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors (Northern Ireland)
47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment - Both of us
48. Had two hard drives for your computer
49. Visited all 50 states
50. Loved your job for all accounts - Both of us
51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced - I have
52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
53. Had amazing friends - Both of us
54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
55. Watched wild whales - Both of us
56. Stolen a sign - Scott has
57. Backpacked in Europe
58. Taken a road-trip - Both of us
59. Rock climbing - Both of us
60. Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice - Scott has (Marines)
61. Midnight walk on the beach - I have
62. Sky diving - Scott has (for the Marines)
63. Visited Ireland
64. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
65. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
66. Visited Japan
67. Benchpressed your own weight
68. Milked a cow
69. Alphabetized your records - I have
70. Pretended to be a superhero
71. Sung karaoke - I have
72. Lounged around in bed all day - Both of us
73. Posed nude in front of strangers - I have
74. Scuba diving
75. Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye - I have
76. Kissed in the rain - Both of us
77. Played in the mud - Both of us
78. Played in the rain - Both of us
79. Gone to a drive-in theater - Both of us
80. Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it - Both of us
81. Visited the Great Wall of China - Scott has
82. Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog. - I have
83. Dropped Windows in favor of something better
84. Started a business
85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken - Both of us
86. Toured ancient sites - Both of us
87. Taken a martial arts class
88. Sword fought for the honor of a woman/man
89. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
90. Gotten married - Both of us
91. Been in a movie - Scott has (his platoon was part of the extra's in Full Metal Jacket)
92. Crashed a party - Both of us
93. Loved someone you shouldn’t have - I have
94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy - Both of us (kissing each other!)
95. Gotten divorced - Both of us
96. Had sex at the office - I have
97. Gone without food for 5 days
98. Made cookies from scratch - Both of us
99. Won first prize in a costume contest - I have
100. Ridden a gondola in Venice
101. Gotten a tattoo - Both of us
102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on - I have
103. Rafted the Snake River
104. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
105. Got flowers for no reason
106. Masturbated in a public place
107. Got so drunk you don’t remember anything - Scott has
108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug
109. Performed on stage - I have
110. Been to Las Vegas - Both of us
111. Recorded music - I have
112. Eaten shark - Scott
113. Had a one-night stand - I have
114. Gone to Thailand - Scott (Marines)
115. Seen Siouxsie live
116. Bought a house
117. Been in a combat zone - Scott has (Marines)
118. Buried one/both of your parents - I have
119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off - Both of us, tmi, sorry!
120. Been on a cruise ship
121. Spoken more than one language fluently
122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone - Both of us
123. Bounced a check - Both of us
124. Performed in Rocky Horror.
125. Read - and understood - your credit report - I have
126. Raised children. - Both of us
127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy. - Scott has
128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
129. Created and named your own constellation of stars
130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did - Both of us
132. Called or written your Congress person
133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over - Both of us
134. …more than once? - More than thrice?
135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge - I have
136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking - Both of us
137. Had an abortion or your female partner did
138. Had plastic surgery
139. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived.
140. Wrote articles for a large publication
141. Lost over 100 pounds
142. Held someone while they were having a flashback
143. Piloted an airplane (Well, for a few minutes anyway)
144. Petted a stingray - Both of us
145. Broken someone’s heart - Both of us
146. Helped an animal give birth - I have
147. Been fired or laid off from a job
148. Won money on a T.V. game show
149. Broken a bone - Scott has
150. Killed a human being
151. Gone on an African photo safari
152. Ridden a motorcycle - Scott has
153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph - Scott has (he used to race cars at the local race track)
154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced
155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol - Both of us
156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild- Both of us
157. Ridden a horse - Both of us
158. Had major surgery - Both of us
159. Had sex on a moving train
160. Had a snake as a pet
161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing
163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hour - Scott has (when he had thyroid cancer)
164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
165. Visited all 7 continents
166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
167. Eaten kangaroo meat
168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground
169. Been a sperm or egg donor
170. Eaten sushi - Scott has
171. Had your picture in the newspaper- Both of us
172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime - Both of us
173. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about- Both of us
174. Gotten someone fired for their actions - I have
175. Gone back to school - Both of us
176. Parasailed
177. Changed your name - I have
178. Petted a cockroach
179. Eaten fried green tomatoes. - Both of us
180. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey - I have
181. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read - I have
182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed
them - Both of us
183. …and gotten 86′ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you
184. Taught yourself an art from scratch
185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating - Scott has
186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
187. Skipped all your school reunions - Both of us
188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
189. Been elected to public office
190. Written your own computer language
191. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care - I have
193. Built your own PC from parts
194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
195. Had a booth at a street fair
196: Dyed your hair - both Scott and I have
197: Been a DJ
198: Found out someone was going to dump you via the internet
199: Written your own role playing game
200: Been arrested. (In a foreign country no less!) Scott was arrested in Korea,Marines again.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
I should be sleeping
It's almost midnight here in the Land of Enchantment and I should be sound asleep. I'm a procrastinator though and chose to pack tonight instead of doing it over the weekend. Ah well. I'm done now, except for the bathroom bags and meds.
Scott got home from work and then turned around and went to Walmart with Stepson because Stepson finally told us his shoes are hurting his feet because they are too small. He could have told me this evening when I got home from work and made the three younger kids get in the car so we could head to Sam's Club and Walmart to get some snacks, juices, and Ethan a new swimsuit. That boy has gone from a size 12 last summer to a size 16/18 this summer. He's a chunk. Strattera doesn't affect his appetite like the Ritalin did and it is so hard to help him to understand that he doesn't have to eat 24/7.
Did Stepson tell me though? Nooooo. He waited until almost 10pm to let me know and by then I was tired and lounging in the chair with a freshly bathed Pudge sleeping on my shoulder. Plus I already had my bra off and that sucker wasn't going back on my body until my shoulders have had a few hours break.
Punk!
I really don't know how I'm going to make it through work tomorrow. I'm ready to explode but at the same time I'm so tired I'm seeing double as I type. And I realized my house is a mess and my friend who volunteered to house-sit is going to think we have turned into slobs!
My kitchen and bathrooms are clean and that's about it. Gues What? I don't care! I get to hug Winnie the Pooh again in 4 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm off to bed. Scott and Stepson should be home in about 20 minutes or so.
Everyone have a great weekend and I'll share any good stories when we get back. I should really just break down and buy a laptop one of these days so I can write them as they happen so I don't forget anything.
Peace
Scott got home from work and then turned around and went to Walmart with Stepson because Stepson finally told us his shoes are hurting his feet because they are too small. He could have told me this evening when I got home from work and made the three younger kids get in the car so we could head to Sam's Club and Walmart to get some snacks, juices, and Ethan a new swimsuit. That boy has gone from a size 12 last summer to a size 16/18 this summer. He's a chunk. Strattera doesn't affect his appetite like the Ritalin did and it is so hard to help him to understand that he doesn't have to eat 24/7.
Did Stepson tell me though? Nooooo. He waited until almost 10pm to let me know and by then I was tired and lounging in the chair with a freshly bathed Pudge sleeping on my shoulder. Plus I already had my bra off and that sucker wasn't going back on my body until my shoulders have had a few hours break.
Punk!
I really don't know how I'm going to make it through work tomorrow. I'm ready to explode but at the same time I'm so tired I'm seeing double as I type. And I realized my house is a mess and my friend who volunteered to house-sit is going to think we have turned into slobs!
My kitchen and bathrooms are clean and that's about it. Gues What? I don't care! I get to hug Winnie the Pooh again in 4 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm off to bed. Scott and Stepson should be home in about 20 minutes or so.
Everyone have a great weekend and I'll share any good stories when we get back. I should really just break down and buy a laptop one of these days so I can write them as they happen so I don't forget anything.
Peace
Monday, June 12, 2006
Thank you Karin and Britmum for the hugs and thoughts. Something has worked.
Since Emma has started the meds she has slept through the night. She hasn't gotten up once to turn on all the lights in the house or watch tv. The daytime med takes a while to start working but I've noticed a calming effect already. She can take requests to do chores without a meltdown and tears. Another week or so and we shall see if this is the way we need to go or if there is another path to take. Cute doctor man in Durango wrote a script for Emma to have a full panel of blood work done and so she had to have it done while fasting. My mom was wonderful and took her to get the blood drawn this past Friday morning. I got a call when they were done that Emma did beautifully and the lucky girl didn't even bruise.
In other news in our crazy household: All the kids are in an uproar about the looming trip. Secretly all of us adults are too but we are trying to hide it so the kids will stay a little calm. It's not really working though.
I get to meet more of Scott's family Saturday morning. He has a couple cousins that work for Knottsberry Farms and we are meeting them for breakfast and they might give us a tour of the park, if they have time. Both have to work that day. I don't know if working at a huge theme park would be fun or not for me. It is for them, apparently they have worked there for their whole adult lives.
Scott is trying to get me on some of those huge roller coasters. I DON'T THINK SO. I am chicken! I had a hard time doing Splash Mountain at Disneyland! Go look at some of those roller coasters! The one on their home page? No Way, No How. I am Not going to sit on a chair and squeeze my too ample chest under a locking device to strap me in and then have my feet dangle, DANGLE, in the air as I'm whipped about millions of feet in the air. Ok, maybe millions is an exaggeration. But you get the picture. I'm asceered.
Big Foot Rapids I will do. I don't know why that is different, maybe the water helps.
Knowing my lovely husband, he'll be able to talk me into going on every. single. roller caoster there is. If I live to tell about it I'll let you know how I did.
Right now what I'm most excited about is seeing my mom's face when we walk her down Main Street in Disneyland. She has dreamed for years of going and it took lots of talking to get her to come with us this summer. She loves Disney stuff just as much as I do but she's more of a Mickey fan. That's ok, not every one is perfect! ;) We all know that Winnie the Pooh is da bomb. That rumbly bear is the best.
We will be in Flagstaff three days from now. We are making the drive to California last for 2 days. We leave Thursday night when Scott and I get off work and will drive to Flagstaff to spend the night. We plan on getting up and leaving at the butt crack of dawn Friday morning so we can reach the beach with plenty of time to play, eat supper, and then watch the sunset on the beach. SIL and her family are still coming with us but they have all of a sudden made all these plans without us so we are doing our own thing. This is the second time SIL and her husband have done this to us so we've decided no more big family vacations after this one.
Harley is excited to spend the weekend with his Nana. He's going on about the chickens (bok boks) and the dogs and the kittens. I'll miss him lots but he just wouldn't have fun yet and last year showed me it was way too hard to try to maneuver a stroller around the park.
And then there is me. I got a call from my Gynnie telling me I had an abnormal pap smear and they needed to set up an appointment for me to go back so she could have another looksie. I asked her if it was because of all the bad jokes I made the last time I was there. So, I go on the 28th to have that done. I'm not sure what it's called. I know they will stick that wonderful duck bill back up my cookie and then spray vinegar in there (OUCH) to see where any abnormal cells might be. I'm not worried about it. Scott said he's not either but he keeps questioning me. My first appointment was actually this Wednesday but my Gynnie said I won't be able to swim, get in a hot tub, or have sex for 3 days or so once its done. So it was rescheduled.
I'm off to bed. I'm tired and I've waited up as long as I can for Scott. His hours are outrageous this week so he can get all of his time on the next paycheck since we are out of the state for a few days.
Oh, we caught Harley standing in front of the fridge, fridge door wide open, lid of the chocolate syrup set on the counter, and the chocolate syrup bottle in his hands, tipped up so he could drink the loverly yumminess of his Cow Milk right out of the bottle. Who needs actual milk for that stuff? Just chug it right out of the bottle! My mom took the bottle away and had it put up before I could get the camera. Black mail pictures ya know. Harley was also caught standing on the arms of his booster seat, balancing. Not hanging on to anything. Ready to topple the few feet to our hard kitchen floor at any time but not caring because he is Big Daredevil Boy. Apparently just like his dad. I aged a few years when I saw him doing that.
Note to self: need to get the child proof door lock for fridges. I know they make them but it will probably be pointless. My Pudge will have it figured out and unlocked in under a day once we get it installed.
He has mommy's brains and daddy's daring streak. I don't know if that is a good combo or not.
I need to invest in a good hair dyeing company.
Since Emma has started the meds she has slept through the night. She hasn't gotten up once to turn on all the lights in the house or watch tv. The daytime med takes a while to start working but I've noticed a calming effect already. She can take requests to do chores without a meltdown and tears. Another week or so and we shall see if this is the way we need to go or if there is another path to take. Cute doctor man in Durango wrote a script for Emma to have a full panel of blood work done and so she had to have it done while fasting. My mom was wonderful and took her to get the blood drawn this past Friday morning. I got a call when they were done that Emma did beautifully and the lucky girl didn't even bruise.
In other news in our crazy household: All the kids are in an uproar about the looming trip. Secretly all of us adults are too but we are trying to hide it so the kids will stay a little calm. It's not really working though.
I get to meet more of Scott's family Saturday morning. He has a couple cousins that work for Knottsberry Farms and we are meeting them for breakfast and they might give us a tour of the park, if they have time. Both have to work that day. I don't know if working at a huge theme park would be fun or not for me. It is for them, apparently they have worked there for their whole adult lives.
Scott is trying to get me on some of those huge roller coasters. I DON'T THINK SO. I am chicken! I had a hard time doing Splash Mountain at Disneyland! Go look at some of those roller coasters! The one on their home page? No Way, No How. I am Not going to sit on a chair and squeeze my too ample chest under a locking device to strap me in and then have my feet dangle, DANGLE, in the air as I'm whipped about millions of feet in the air. Ok, maybe millions is an exaggeration. But you get the picture. I'm asceered.
Big Foot Rapids I will do. I don't know why that is different, maybe the water helps.
Knowing my lovely husband, he'll be able to talk me into going on every. single. roller caoster there is. If I live to tell about it I'll let you know how I did.
Right now what I'm most excited about is seeing my mom's face when we walk her down Main Street in Disneyland. She has dreamed for years of going and it took lots of talking to get her to come with us this summer. She loves Disney stuff just as much as I do but she's more of a Mickey fan. That's ok, not every one is perfect! ;) We all know that Winnie the Pooh is da bomb. That rumbly bear is the best.
We will be in Flagstaff three days from now. We are making the drive to California last for 2 days. We leave Thursday night when Scott and I get off work and will drive to Flagstaff to spend the night. We plan on getting up and leaving at the butt crack of dawn Friday morning so we can reach the beach with plenty of time to play, eat supper, and then watch the sunset on the beach. SIL and her family are still coming with us but they have all of a sudden made all these plans without us so we are doing our own thing. This is the second time SIL and her husband have done this to us so we've decided no more big family vacations after this one.
Harley is excited to spend the weekend with his Nana. He's going on about the chickens (bok boks) and the dogs and the kittens. I'll miss him lots but he just wouldn't have fun yet and last year showed me it was way too hard to try to maneuver a stroller around the park.
And then there is me. I got a call from my Gynnie telling me I had an abnormal pap smear and they needed to set up an appointment for me to go back so she could have another looksie. I asked her if it was because of all the bad jokes I made the last time I was there. So, I go on the 28th to have that done. I'm not sure what it's called. I know they will stick that wonderful duck bill back up my cookie and then spray vinegar in there (OUCH) to see where any abnormal cells might be. I'm not worried about it. Scott said he's not either but he keeps questioning me. My first appointment was actually this Wednesday but my Gynnie said I won't be able to swim, get in a hot tub, or have sex for 3 days or so once its done. So it was rescheduled.
I'm off to bed. I'm tired and I've waited up as long as I can for Scott. His hours are outrageous this week so he can get all of his time on the next paycheck since we are out of the state for a few days.
Oh, we caught Harley standing in front of the fridge, fridge door wide open, lid of the chocolate syrup set on the counter, and the chocolate syrup bottle in his hands, tipped up so he could drink the loverly yumminess of his Cow Milk right out of the bottle. Who needs actual milk for that stuff? Just chug it right out of the bottle! My mom took the bottle away and had it put up before I could get the camera. Black mail pictures ya know. Harley was also caught standing on the arms of his booster seat, balancing. Not hanging on to anything. Ready to topple the few feet to our hard kitchen floor at any time but not caring because he is Big Daredevil Boy. Apparently just like his dad. I aged a few years when I saw him doing that.
Note to self: need to get the child proof door lock for fridges. I know they make them but it will probably be pointless. My Pudge will have it figured out and unlocked in under a day once we get it installed.
He has mommy's brains and daddy's daring streak. I don't know if that is a good combo or not.
I need to invest in a good hair dyeing company.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Emma's Day
Today was Emma's appointment with the child psychatrist in Durango. I found the place ok, even though you have to drive down an alley to find the front door of the clinic.
We arrived right at the appointment time, instead of 10 minutes early, because we got stuck behind a bus load of people all set to go river rafting. The trailer behind them held at least 15 rafts, too many for that little trailer.
We had to wait almost 3o minutes to see the CP and during that time Emma sat there next to me, staring at the beauty of the clinic, commenting on how which part of the old building would be her bedroom, which would be the living room, the bathrooms would be there there and up there. She even had a room picked out for Stepson. He's fitting in nicely now, just thought I'd throw that in. He's helping wonderfully with whatever is asked and is great with Ethan.
The 30 minute wait was worth it. I think I might have fallen in love with this doctor, just a little. Wait, maybe it was lust. Not sure. Emma sees him as yet another doctor that wants to question her and talk and talk about stuff she hates to talk about and mom see a very tall man, not exactly handsome but rugged, and big. Not fat but musclie (is that a word?). And I just realized how stupid that sounded. But he was also the doctor that was the easiest to talk to, ever. I swore as soon as I saw him I would make a huge fool out of myself but I didn't. I answered his questions, held perfect conversations with him and then took his opinion of what Emma is or has with no tears or outbursts.
He wants to see her a couple more times to weed out the symptoms. He is mixed between a depressive/anxiety disorder and bipolar disorder. He did start her on something to help her sleep and she took the first pill tonight. We shall see if she can get through the night without getting up and turning on all the lights in the front part of the house.
He also started her on something else for the daytime but I'm not going to list what it is. We shall see what this brings. If it helps her great, if it doesn't we'll find something else. I've readied myself to start discovering which meds work best with yet another child.
So many people probably think I am horrible and I really don't care. If this will end up helping Emma control her mood swings then I am all for it. I've tried different diets, eliminating different foods for long periods. I've tried exercise, which does help her but not to the extent I feel she is ok.
Believe me, I hate having two children with issues. Two children that need meds to get through the day or night without freaking out. I still keep hoping that one day I will wake up and both kids will be perfectly normal. I know that will never happen but that, right now, is my fairy tale. I already have my prince in shining armor so I don't need that tale anymore.
I stumbled across this poem reading Dear Abby of all things
HEAVEN'S VERY SPECIAL CHILD
A meeting was held quite far from Earth
it was time again for another birth.
Said the Angels to the Lord above
"This special child will need much love"
"Her progress may be very slow
accomplishments she may not show.
And she'll require extra care
from the folks she meets down there."
"She may not run or laugh or play
her thoughts may seem quite far away."
"So many times she will be labeled
different, helpless, and disabled."
"So, let's be careful where she's sent.
We want her life to be content."
"Please, Lord, find the parents who
will do a special job for you."
"They will not realize right away
the leading role they are asked to play."
"But with this child sent from above
comes stronger faith and richer love."
"And soon they'll know the privilege given
in caring for their gift from heaven."
"Their precious charge, so meek and mild
is heaven's very special child."
Now, this really doesn't apply to Emma, but she is still special and still needs that extra care right now. I'm hoping Emma, at least, will grow out of this thing she has now. I don't know if that is possible but I can dream.
I won't let my heart get broken if that dream doesn't come true because I'll know I've done all I can to help my two babies get through this world. My son will know love and happiness and my daughter will know what it means to be a strong woman.
Now that all the kids are asleep and Scott isn't home from work yet, I'm going to go to let my tears go this one night.
Even strong women deserve to cry sometimes.
sorry for any typos, i don't feel like proof reading right now.
We arrived right at the appointment time, instead of 10 minutes early, because we got stuck behind a bus load of people all set to go river rafting. The trailer behind them held at least 15 rafts, too many for that little trailer.
We had to wait almost 3o minutes to see the CP and during that time Emma sat there next to me, staring at the beauty of the clinic, commenting on how which part of the old building would be her bedroom, which would be the living room, the bathrooms would be there there and up there. She even had a room picked out for Stepson. He's fitting in nicely now, just thought I'd throw that in. He's helping wonderfully with whatever is asked and is great with Ethan.
The 30 minute wait was worth it. I think I might have fallen in love with this doctor, just a little. Wait, maybe it was lust. Not sure. Emma sees him as yet another doctor that wants to question her and talk and talk about stuff she hates to talk about and mom see a very tall man, not exactly handsome but rugged, and big. Not fat but musclie (is that a word?). And I just realized how stupid that sounded. But he was also the doctor that was the easiest to talk to, ever. I swore as soon as I saw him I would make a huge fool out of myself but I didn't. I answered his questions, held perfect conversations with him and then took his opinion of what Emma is or has with no tears or outbursts.
He wants to see her a couple more times to weed out the symptoms. He is mixed between a depressive/anxiety disorder and bipolar disorder. He did start her on something to help her sleep and she took the first pill tonight. We shall see if she can get through the night without getting up and turning on all the lights in the front part of the house.
He also started her on something else for the daytime but I'm not going to list what it is. We shall see what this brings. If it helps her great, if it doesn't we'll find something else. I've readied myself to start discovering which meds work best with yet another child.
So many people probably think I am horrible and I really don't care. If this will end up helping Emma control her mood swings then I am all for it. I've tried different diets, eliminating different foods for long periods. I've tried exercise, which does help her but not to the extent I feel she is ok.
Believe me, I hate having two children with issues. Two children that need meds to get through the day or night without freaking out. I still keep hoping that one day I will wake up and both kids will be perfectly normal. I know that will never happen but that, right now, is my fairy tale. I already have my prince in shining armor so I don't need that tale anymore.
I stumbled across this poem reading Dear Abby of all things
HEAVEN'S VERY SPECIAL CHILD
A meeting was held quite far from Earth
it was time again for another birth.
Said the Angels to the Lord above
"This special child will need much love"
"Her progress may be very slow
accomplishments she may not show.
And she'll require extra care
from the folks she meets down there."
"She may not run or laugh or play
her thoughts may seem quite far away."
"So many times she will be labeled
different, helpless, and disabled."
"So, let's be careful where she's sent.
We want her life to be content."
"Please, Lord, find the parents who
will do a special job for you."
"They will not realize right away
the leading role they are asked to play."
"But with this child sent from above
comes stronger faith and richer love."
"And soon they'll know the privilege given
in caring for their gift from heaven."
"Their precious charge, so meek and mild
is heaven's very special child."
Now, this really doesn't apply to Emma, but she is still special and still needs that extra care right now. I'm hoping Emma, at least, will grow out of this thing she has now. I don't know if that is possible but I can dream.
I won't let my heart get broken if that dream doesn't come true because I'll know I've done all I can to help my two babies get through this world. My son will know love and happiness and my daughter will know what it means to be a strong woman.
Now that all the kids are asleep and Scott isn't home from work yet, I'm going to go to let my tears go this one night.
Even strong women deserve to cry sometimes.
sorry for any typos, i don't feel like proof reading right now.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Stepson is Here
And this 13 year old kid is exactly my heighth. Not a little bit shorter or a little bit taller but exactly my heighth.
And so far so good. Of course we've only had him for 33 1/2 hours.
His plane arrived early so we were out of the airport and on our way to see Over the Hedge at the Cottonwood Mall in Rio Rancho by 2:10 yesterday. We ate an oh-so-nutritional lunch of huge slices of pizza and then enjoyed the movie. I loved the movie. It had just enough sarcasm in it for the parents and enough cartoon humour and action for the kids. Harley sat entranced by it until it was almost over and he was ready for a nap.
After the movie we proceeded to spend almost $200 in clothes for all four kids at Old Navy. Scott has fallen in love with this store and he was so disappointed that he didn't find anything he liked this time. We are just lucky enough to live in a place that doesn't have an Old Navy. Scott really hates this.
When shopping was done and we hit the road to drive the 2 1/2 hours back home I was ready for a nap. Did I get one though? No. Why? you might ask. Because my lovely husband loves adventure and back roads and exploring roads we haven't taken. He turned off on a lovely little road that should have added only 1 hour to our trip. It was only 7pm, no big deal, home at 10:30 or so instead of 9:30 or so.
That was not our luck. He missed the turn off to get us looped back around and back onto the highway just north of a tiny place called Cuba.
We realized he missed the turn when we ended up in Los Alamos. And that town doesn't believe in street signs, or signs telling us anything at all. Or, maybe it was because we were so tired that our eyes were blurry and we missed the stinkin' signs. Either way I wasn't impressed with Los Alamos last night.
After spending 2 hours lost in Los AlaLost we ended up at a Sonic where a wonderfully nice girl there told us what roads we needed to take to get back home. Glad she knew where our town was! Note to self: NEED AN UPDATED MAP IN THE VAN
We finally walked in our front door at 1:30 this morning. A 2 1/2 hour trip took almost 7 hours. The scenery was gorgeous when we could see it. But when its pitch black and the trees cover up any moonlight and you can't see anything (meaning you never know when a deer or elk will jump out on the road and totally mangle your vehicle) and your 2 year old is crying because he's been stuck in that damn car seat for so long you start to not care about the damn scenery. You just want to get home! The older kids were very good. Emma slept, Stepson played his gameboy, and Ethan and I sang along to the songs on whatever CD happened to be in at the time. We harmonized very well on Pink. :)
But we got home safe and sound and the kids let Scott and I sleep til 10am this morning. It was rather nice.
I have done absolutely nothing today. Oh wait, I napped with Harley curled up beside me in bed while Scott played on the computer and chatted with a couple friends.
Then 5pm rolled around and Scott had to leave for work, Harley decided to wake up, and the other kdis were yelling for dinner.
Now it's almost midnight and I'm off to bed. Tomorrow has the unfortunate Monday label and 6:30am will be here pretty early.
Night all
And so far so good. Of course we've only had him for 33 1/2 hours.
His plane arrived early so we were out of the airport and on our way to see Over the Hedge at the Cottonwood Mall in Rio Rancho by 2:10 yesterday. We ate an oh-so-nutritional lunch of huge slices of pizza and then enjoyed the movie. I loved the movie. It had just enough sarcasm in it for the parents and enough cartoon humour and action for the kids. Harley sat entranced by it until it was almost over and he was ready for a nap.
After the movie we proceeded to spend almost $200 in clothes for all four kids at Old Navy. Scott has fallen in love with this store and he was so disappointed that he didn't find anything he liked this time. We are just lucky enough to live in a place that doesn't have an Old Navy. Scott really hates this.
When shopping was done and we hit the road to drive the 2 1/2 hours back home I was ready for a nap. Did I get one though? No. Why? you might ask. Because my lovely husband loves adventure and back roads and exploring roads we haven't taken. He turned off on a lovely little road that should have added only 1 hour to our trip. It was only 7pm, no big deal, home at 10:30 or so instead of 9:30 or so.
That was not our luck. He missed the turn off to get us looped back around and back onto the highway just north of a tiny place called Cuba.
We realized he missed the turn when we ended up in Los Alamos. And that town doesn't believe in street signs, or signs telling us anything at all. Or, maybe it was because we were so tired that our eyes were blurry and we missed the stinkin' signs. Either way I wasn't impressed with Los Alamos last night.
After spending 2 hours lost in Los AlaLost we ended up at a Sonic where a wonderfully nice girl there told us what roads we needed to take to get back home. Glad she knew where our town was! Note to self: NEED AN UPDATED MAP IN THE VAN
We finally walked in our front door at 1:30 this morning. A 2 1/2 hour trip took almost 7 hours. The scenery was gorgeous when we could see it. But when its pitch black and the trees cover up any moonlight and you can't see anything (meaning you never know when a deer or elk will jump out on the road and totally mangle your vehicle) and your 2 year old is crying because he's been stuck in that damn car seat for so long you start to not care about the damn scenery. You just want to get home! The older kids were very good. Emma slept, Stepson played his gameboy, and Ethan and I sang along to the songs on whatever CD happened to be in at the time. We harmonized very well on Pink. :)
But we got home safe and sound and the kids let Scott and I sleep til 10am this morning. It was rather nice.
I have done absolutely nothing today. Oh wait, I napped with Harley curled up beside me in bed while Scott played on the computer and chatted with a couple friends.
Then 5pm rolled around and Scott had to leave for work, Harley decided to wake up, and the other kdis were yelling for dinner.
Now it's almost midnight and I'm off to bed. Tomorrow has the unfortunate Monday label and 6:30am will be here pretty early.
Night all
Friday, June 02, 2006
17 hours
Until Stepson is here. I'm as ready as I'll ever be.
Two weeks from today we will be in California, watching the sun set over the ocean. Very Excited.
We found out one of my favoritest rides, Pirates of the Caribbean, will be closed for refurbishing, remodeling, whatever you want to call it, while we are there. Oh well.
Emma came home from the last day of school ready to go back to school. Her shirt was covered in names and number of most of the 3rd grade, so she could keep in touch over the summer. I'm glad I made her wear an older shirt yesterday. I had a feeling something like that would happen.
I can't think of anything else to post right now. Mainly because I'm a little toasty. The family ate dinner at a great Mexican restaurant in Aztec called Rubios. Wonderful chili rellenos without batter so us freaks allergic to eggs can eat them. Scrumptious chimi's with spicy, spicy carne adovada. And potent Strawberry Margaritas. I had two Margaritas.
Hehe
I'm off to bed because it has taken entirely too long to write this short little post. Typos galore that even in my fuzzy state I've still tried to locate and correct.
Peace
Two weeks from today we will be in California, watching the sun set over the ocean. Very Excited.
We found out one of my favoritest rides, Pirates of the Caribbean, will be closed for refurbishing, remodeling, whatever you want to call it, while we are there. Oh well.
Emma came home from the last day of school ready to go back to school. Her shirt was covered in names and number of most of the 3rd grade, so she could keep in touch over the summer. I'm glad I made her wear an older shirt yesterday. I had a feeling something like that would happen.
I can't think of anything else to post right now. Mainly because I'm a little toasty. The family ate dinner at a great Mexican restaurant in Aztec called Rubios. Wonderful chili rellenos without batter so us freaks allergic to eggs can eat them. Scrumptious chimi's with spicy, spicy carne adovada. And potent Strawberry Margaritas. I had two Margaritas.
Hehe
I'm off to bed because it has taken entirely too long to write this short little post. Typos galore that even in my fuzzy state I've still tried to locate and correct.
Peace
thank god for spell check
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