It's Friday
My Friday started in much the way my Thursday did.
Kind of.
I had fully intended to drop the littles off at trampoline camp for the day while I did the 4,000 medical/dental things that I need to squeeze in, anticipating being without the great insurance we have had access to these past many years. Of course, when I called trampoline camp regarding this years rates blah blah blah, they forgot to tell me that it didn’t start until next week. To be fair, I didn’t ask, I just assumed that it was open because school was closed. So, I got everyone all “excited” for nothing. So, we ran over there, ran back. But to make up for their “disappointment” they got to eat their packed lunches.
I did all of this before repeating my yesterday. I went to the eye doc. And instead of spending two hours not being seen, I spent three hours not seeing. Because I’m getting LASIK next week they had to do all sorts of eye torture to me and had to super dilate my eyes. And it’s super bright here in the City by the Sea. Radical needs glasses, he found a pair he liked, but they didn’t have lenses so he picked another pair. (aaaaahhhh how cute) And Big Boy has been sleeping in his contacts, the contact lens lady, who apparently doesn’t have a 16 year old boy, wanted me to make him stop. Wish me luck on that.
Then, in an effort to boost our triglycerides, I happened upon a McDonald’s in my blindish state and reupped everyone.
After a short attempt at making the littles nap, I had to leave again to go to the dentist. My last dentist sucked, but even more so than I was aware of. Today’s little visit was for me to get a crown on a tooth that she broke. My new dentist has super mad skilz and for the first time ever, I didn’t need 13 shots to be comfortable during my dental work. Also, he has a super tooth making machine in the back, where after lots of pictures, it made a tooth to match my tooth directly opposite it and that fit neatly in with the tooth above it. And I got to watch it being made. Super cool.
As I was leaving he cautioned me that my drugs were going to wear off in about half an hour, there were three possibilities.
- No pain
- Slight pain
- Fetal position crying for your mommy pain
Yes, that’s right, another blog contest where you win nothing. Guess what actuality I experienced? At the grocery at 5:00 at night, on a Friday. (Hey, I’d planned to do this while the kids were at camp)
But when I got home with half a dinner, hubby was peeling potatoes (dang you Dan Quayle, I will always question myself on that one). The self same hubby who, with less complaint than me, arranged his schedule for the unexpected addition of three littles. The self same hubby who stayed up past 1:30 removing virus’ from this little laptop of mine, the hubby who does so many wonderful things for to me. The same hubby who despite this horrible economy, cannot pull off being unemployed. That’s right, a deal has been tentatively struck that will not only give everybody most of what they want, but will also enable us to keep on our goal of paying off this durn house before 40. Do I get a Woot!?
So, after many drugs, and drooling through dinner. I had the pleasure of dealing with a barfer. Mmmmm.
While cleaning up that little fun admiring myself in the mirror I noticed that my arms are getting all muscularly after the tens of pushups I’ve been doing. I am also sad to report, that once again, after starting to exercise, I am not only getting a cold/ear infection, but am gaining weight. To which I say We Throw Frisbees? If I wanted to gain weight I would eat chocolate and NOT exercise. Instead I am NOT eating chocolate and exercising….. The world is a mysterious place.
Speaking of throwing frisbees? My friend Kelli is having a little unexpected drama. Her son, who recently had a kidney transplant, has tested positive for H1N1 – so send some happy thoughts and maybe do a dance and say a prayer for her and her family.
Now, I am off to Google what is wrong with Rachel it’s ok, she not only knows that I’m Googling her abnormalities, but she is making me, and by making, I mean suggesting I do so….. if it’s really jacked up, I’ll share.
Have a happy day, and cover your mouth when you cough.







June 5th, 2009 at 11:20 pm
Sorry about the lack of camp and the pain! Not fun!
About your 16 year old sleeping in his contacts: I have a pair that I can sleep in. Apparently they let in more air or some other jargon. Maybe his next pair could be sleeping friendly.
Simmy went to the optometrist today too! He’s getting glass and looks oh-so-cute in them!
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June 5th, 2009 at 11:33 pm
WOO HOO, I read your blog at night. Either you blogged early or I am up past my normal bedtime. You crack me up. Thanks for the post on us! the more happy dances or prayers always helps. I just hope Bridger and I dont get it. Bridger probably will, he gets everything but I dont have time for the flu! I hope you blog before I get up in the morning or my day will be thrown off balance, even if its saturday. I wish you lived near us or vise versa. Again, you crack me up, thanks i need that now and then
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June 6th, 2009 at 7:13 am
haaaaaa Love ya.
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June 6th, 2009 at 7:21 am
p.s. I gained 7 pounds last summer when I was marathon training. But, looking back, I looked buff. So. Shake the weight-haters off.
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June 6th, 2009 at 9:26 am
Hey- tell the 16 year old that I said he will get ulcers ON his EYEBALLS if he wears his contacts overnight. Then, he will be stuck in glasses again for like 6 months. Show him pics of an ulcer if he doesnt get it.
I am so totally impressed with your dentist. I have a crown that is so old it is getting gray hair but I have been dreading getting it replaced. By dreading I mean I would rather give birth and the resulting 3rd degree tearing once a month over that dang crown. That he could make a fresh new one in the office- WOW! I am so there. Where are you again? One of those swampy hot states on the bottom? (JK)
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