Monday, December 21, 2009
Now I know he gets this from me, I have a bad habit of not remembering things very well. I confuse actor's real life names and screen names continously, I figure if I come close or you know what I am talking about then I am good. When I can actually pull it off some people I know don't believe me anyway and have to verify what I have told them (No I am not actually pointing fingers at you yet Mary, Ally McKay or Ally McBeal what is the difference really).
H has got on to northpole.com tonight too and I have found out that not one thing I have bought for him this year is really what he wanted because what he had originally asked for was a journal, well now they are all completely different things. I asked him about a video game I got him tonight, he said that he would like it okay but it was not his choice. Seriously I think he is going to be disappointed in Christmas because he is not getting what he wants or a better way to put it what he is wanted at the time.
But overall he is a good kid, I know he will put on a happy face and be happy with what he got and he loves to choose out what we get to take to the shelter every year because he knows that will make other people happy too but it is just a parent thing when you want to make your child happy. Given that I don't have many years left to make Christmas magical, I just need to accept that he will be happy and I don't need to get him all that he wants.
Also how in the world did I decide that we would make our pajamas this year, and no I cannot make a snowflake out of fabric so they are snowballs (or really just polka dots) but I will carry on and try to get them complete so we can wear them for Christmas Eve.
He is looking forward Christmas Eve too, he is so happy that I won't be working (yes, many, many late nights recently so I am really thankful he has been so patient with me) and it will be a long weekend for the two of us.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I think I really do love Christmas the best, well besides my birthday which in itself is a holiday. I just like giving, I really don't like to get gifts for the most part, unless there is a meaning behind it. I really would just rather spend the time with my family and dear friends. They mean more to me than any present in the world could give to me (well unless you are talking about a trip or even a new house in Hawaii because sorry folks I would ditch you in heartbeat :D).
This year I am making treats for our neighbors, depending on the time it could be just a s'mores kit (idea stolen from another blog I follow) or I may be willing to try out making cake pops (minus the sticks, and still another idea stolen from another blog, but my sister follows that one). Could be both but who knows.
I plan on getting up some pictures here shortly of our recent adventure to the Festival of Trees, but I could be holding out a promise I can't keep. ;)
Dear Santa, define the word "good".
Saturday, November 28, 2009
It was fun overall because the company I went with (my baby sister Mary, Stephanie and Mandy) and it was fun to run into my older sister Norah and my mom at Target even though some how yet again I have found another way to make my mom get ornery.
Really I can't say that I bought anything that had a really great deal (I know then I am just shopping and I should have gone out another time), but I did buy most of my presents and that means I am done with one a few other little things here and there so now I don't have to worry about finding much time to shop with H around.
We hit up a number of stores Target, Micheal's, Old Navy, Shopko, Hobby Lobby, Bed Bath and Beyond and Kohl's.
Shortest wait line so was probably Hobby Lobby, even though I had one item that did not have a tag that we could find and so I didn't even know what price it was the cashier knew right away what it was so I was very impressed. BBB was probably just as short there too.
The longest wait line and by far the longest time I have ever waited in a retail line my sister ended up timing it. 52 minutes, wow! My mom and my older sister went up to one more up north and they knew the people who worked there so they got in and out.
Now most of this would have been so bad and I would have been better had I had more rest the nights before (helping me sister and the SODA Center set up for their Thanksgiving run), my coffee wore off during shopping and I just felt like I was dragging. They apparently are going to get me an IV for next year to keep me going, I would settle just for a trip to Starbucks.
We were not able to locate the megablocks that Tami (yes, another sister but don't worry last one, just three of us, she is the middle child). But my mom did, she called as we were heading home.
We got to tired to go catch a movie and relax after, but still an overall success.
I again will probably go again but not for the shopping just for the company that was kept while we were out.
H gets back on Sunday and we get to get a tree next weekend. We will also be going to the Festival of Trees again and I will be looking forward to that.
Monday, November 16, 2009
The current family fight is what to have for Thanksgiving dinner. It is definitely more fun to be just a bystander instead of the one in the fight (yes, the one that involved me before was Walmart and let's just say what I thought was innocent fun in the pictures being sent around turned into something ugly so the W word will not be brought up again). Food will be food, my sister just needs to take the same attitude as I do when it comes to it, make what you want the rest will have to just deal. I was told that all the specials (stuffing with out onions and the potato chunks for my older sister) did not need to be done anymore, guess what you will get what you get and you won't throw a fit. I say more leftovers for me so that works for me.
Well I guess you could be like the pie culprit though and just take it all home even though we didn't get any, we were too full from food to eat it then.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
As if the pies were not enough I also made bread, that turned out pretty well too.
Then to top it all off instead of us getting to make our pizzas last night because we went bowling instead so we made the pizza tonight for dinner so I made the crust from scratch too. The boy's topping choices are mushrooms and pineapple, yes he LOVES mushrooms. I didn't start liking mushrooms until I was way older so I find it odd that an 8 year old child loves to eat mushrooms so much.
Oh what a day, it was fun though but I think I have had my fill on carbs for some time now. But it gave us a fun project to work on inbetween chores.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
I asked him what his was, he says when he got dressed. Stumped I couldn't figure out why getting dressed was the best part of today so I asked him questions. He kept giving me his "really don't you know what I am talking about" look. He said when I was dressed like a model.
Yes, while cleaning he got dressed up in some of my heels and went and got some of my clothes and "posed" around the house. I was able to capture a picture so I can torture him with when he is older and I meet his girlfriends. I totally would post it but I had to swear I would not show ANYONE, more for the reason he doesn't want his grandpa to see and to give him a hard time.
I did mention to him that I would show his future girlfriends, he was giving me his little look he gives to me now and I just said back "that is a right I have as a mother that I get to embarass you with your childhood pictures, and don't worry they will find it absolutely adorable", I just got an eye roll and he changed the subject.
Good times I tell you, good times.
Monday, November 2, 2009
It is hard for H to adjust to time adjustments of any sorts and he also has my genes so insomnia is bound to be there for him, I had to stop giving him naps before he turned 2 because he would be up all night and yes even a 5 minute nap will have him up for most of the night. While he was not sleeping he got up and wrote some song lyrics, I can only think he was inspired by the movie.
Band: Killer Boy : HIG
I can't sleep I don't know
What is the mater with me do you know
what is wrong with me (corus.)
Help me I want to sleep but I cannot.
Please take care of me or I'll be sick for a whyil I can't go to school intail I am beter.
Then he writes his favorite knock knock jokes down too. But I loved the song and I left his spelling because he is so cute. He is having a hard time going to sleep again tonight but hopefully we can get him back on schedule soon because he does better in school and such so hopefully we can get him there.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Those of you Buffy fans this is a little belated but Sarah and Freddie welcomed Charlotte Grace Prinze this weekend! Congratulations.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
The favoritest thing about Aunt Norah is she has "my best cousin" (Iggy falls in second because he tackles him like a man).
We love you Norah and oddly enough it is another shout out from the bath tub. Gotta love the naked shout outs!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Can't wait to help out on Saturday, hope it is something good.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
"Pepsi coke came to town, Coke-a-cola shot him down. Dr. Pepper fix him up, we all started to drink 7up."
Beats last year where they were learning a song based on the fast food restaurant chains.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
"Mom, Daisy saved my life." Yes, this is all being said in his overly dramatic tone.
"Oh really, how?"
"Because as we were walking I didn't see the dead smashed snail but Daisy pulled me out of the way because she saw it."
Wow, didn't realized that smashed snails were so deadly but good to know I have a dog that will save you from them.
Beware of the snails, they just might get you.
Friday, August 21, 2009
That's it, goodbye.
My car will hopefully be paid off in just a few payments all of that money will go to my credit cards to hopefully pay them off. I can take a cut in pay because I am getting the money that I should from H dad plus back support too.
I have been bringing home sadness, anger and hate and I am done.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
I bought a thing of hamburger meat to use, also we went and got sauerkraut, tomato sauce and more cabbage so I could make the rolls. I completely underestimated how much meat that actually was! I have three fairly large size pans filled with GIGANTIC rolls (really more folded over than rolled because I was trying to get all the meat mixture I had into the cabbage I had), well lets just say that still was not enough.
My last pan was more like a cabbage roll lasagna because I was just layering because I didn't want to run out and buy anything more. But I ran out of tomato sauce! So I found one small can and used that, but in the back of my fridge was a jar of spaghetti sauce, that is now on my cabbage lasagna.
Oh good times, I try cooking but it turns to be more work than it is worth some times.
FYI, to make me feel better I went out and did something very nice for my boss so I could get the anger out of me. I get along with her personally, but work ethics wise I can't stand her anymore, it is out of control although the last two days she has done some work, but she actually did some talking to me today.
Next battle is proving that Mary DID ride on the colossus at Lagoon.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Instead of going anywhere for vacation we decided to do a stay-cation and do things "around the town. Today started with breakfast with Grandpa at a "mom and pop" run down joint that has good eats.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
I will try again with the correct ingredients.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
I have learned I need to have a recipe in front of me to cook (portioned to two, yes I know you can do it yourself but I just don't) but I am a rule breaker, I try to sub the ingredients with items I have around the house and spices that are boy approved.
My kind OS (older sister, I had this explained once on twitter but it seems as though BS has either forgotten or as always just never listens to me, Tami would be MS for middle sister), allowed us to use her yard for our yard sale (THANKS), I actually made some money this time, it was great. I still owe BS for lunch though. We plan to hit up some yard sales this weekend looking for items. I did it last weekend too and got a new big mirror to replace the one in my bathroom,I am still holding up hope there is an outlet behind it because it is ODD that I don't have an outlet in my bathroom currently an orange extention cord is be run down the hall to sub for it (just ugly and inconvenient). But with many other things my luck is there is no outlet and I will have to carry on with the cord. But I also found a small desk that the boy can use for homework and such. It was a light lime green color. We sanded it and painted it to the boys liking. We bought a desk lamp to put on it and everything. I am hoping this will be a great addition but it may just end up collecting toys as the picture shows it has Legos on it right now. Hopefully I will find more additions, the mirror was $5 and the desk was less than $1 because I got a bunch of other things. I was excited!
It must be jelly because jam don't shake like that. (yes, that is some kind of fat joke ;))
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
This is something I already know, I see kids around the neighborhood who are just running around and for what seems all day. The thing about these kids that run around is their parents don't seem to care for where they are at and never check in with them. I am just dumbfounded with this. H knows I check in on him frequently. It makes me sad that their parents don't know where there kids are half the time.
The best part about this is H knows I like to spend time with him and want to frequently. I know he has to grow up and venturing out with his friends adds to this and as hard as it is I can't stop it. But I LOVE the fact that he loves to spend time with me. Sometimes when his friends come over he sends them away because he doesn't want to play and he wants to just snuggle with me. I secretly love this more than he can even know, but I do my mommy duty and tell him it is fine for him to go and play, "not today, there is always tomorrow or Friday (usually this is at the beginning of the week)".
I think I have done good with him and am more proud of him then any one person should be of their child. He is great, I only hope we can have this same relationship as the years go on.
Take the time to love the ones you love, it may show them the love in your heart and it will only grow and get stronger as the years pass.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
While getting ready to start the race I had a reporter come up and ask me why I was there. I must have impressed him with my story because he published it. I am not sure if I know how to do this correctly so incase the link below doesn't work I made sure to copy the text so you can read it. I wish I had a picture of me doing the race but that was not in the stars. I was most excited about coming around the corner and seeing H standing at the finish line. He proceeded to run up to me while I was running wanting to run in with me. I heard my friend Julie (more a family friend than just my personal friend) calling to him because he was going to miss his race, I had to run even faster to get him to his on time. Thanks Jules for watching the boy while I did my race, I am so proud of you mother for doing the race too.
While starting the kids race Mason said he would buy a pizza for any kid who can beat Kevin in. Well there was one boy who did (sooooo not my son). Then Kevin came in, there were many kids that made their way in, many way younger kids too. Finally H made his way in, but I guess at one point in time Kevin went back out. H thought he was beating him so he raced in as fast as he could, proud mommy cheering him on. All he could talk about over the weekend was how he beat Kevin in and he wants his pizza. I told my sister this and she says even Kevin says he owes him one.
First, Mason was the one that promised the pizza not Kevin, so no pizza from Kevin. Second, Kevin made it in way before the boy so there is no need for him to be buying the boy a pizza. But I think it is very nice that he feels bad and wants to buy him one because Kevin is a good kid. Although not all of her employees deserve the praise they get from my sister at times, I see many of them have good hearts and really they win me over because they really love H.
Shooting from the hip:Good job, Crystal
by Scott Schulte
Jul 28, 2009
I am not a morning person. Especially on holidays. I was thrilled when my boys got older and no longer wanted to get up at the crack of dawn on Christmas morning to see what Santa Claus brought. Now, sleeping is OK on the holidays.
This is why even when I competed as a runner I searched for twilight races (races that took place at the end of the day) as compared to those awful early morning runs. It’s a major part of the reason I now choose to run in the heat of the day...because I’m awake.
With this in mind I sought out people at Friday’s Handcart Days road race to ask what would make them get out of bed on a day off to go race. I had lots of answers like those people who are early risers or those preparing for a big race in the near future — but the person who stands out the most was a very nice woman named Crystal.
The Bountiful resident explained, “My 8-year-old son went to spend some time with his father who lives in Kentucky, and I decided I wanted to train for something.”
According to Crystal, running gave her something to do when her son was away. Crystal said, “I have to admit, running was not my first choice, but my sister, Mary pushes me, and that helps.”
I lived out of state for the first six years after my divorce and away from my sons, and I hated it. Having things to do like running or lifting weights filled, even if just a little bit, the void left by my kids living so far away. Since I understood this, I was real impressed with my new friend, Crystal, and her decision to run rather than pout while her son was out of state.
Crystal admitted to me that she anticipated being the last runner to finish the race, but that was of very little interest to me. I was and remain so impressed with Crystal for two reasons. First, as I said, Crystal took a pro-active approach to a time that could have otherwise been very sad. Second, Crystal chose to be a runner. She could have chosen a lot of things to do, but Crystal chose to get out and push herself beyond her limits to reach personal goals.
The race went off, and I became busy interviewing people and looking forward to getting home and back to bed.
Later I wondered what had happened to Crystal.
It didn’t matter where she finished the race. She’d won no matter what.
Good job, Crystal!
My story link, and no I am not smart enough to figure out how to link more than just the My.
Don't you know who I am?
Monday, July 20, 2009
He grew, I still need to line him up and measure him from the last time before he left so I can see how much he grew, but his hair is long, it took Mary a long time to convince him to grow it out (I would prefer it to be short but it is his hair so I let him decide). But he may end up caving because he has thick hair too, really hot during the summer.
I am excited to spend the 24th with him (that is a holiday here in Utah), it allows us to do fireworks and such together. Plus our home town does a pretty big celebration so we can have fun doing that together.
I missed him, I am glad he is back.
If you lack the courage to start, you have already finished.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
The picture below is of a playroom under a staircase that reminded me of my oldest nephew, although I think he loves Hannah Montana way more then this movie now.
Also she may not find it as funny but at the end of a long and exhausting day Mary's seat belt got all twisted up and she was getting really irritated. Well I thought to help cheer her up now that she is home I would remind her of the time that H was caught exercising in the back seat with the seat belts from both sides when he was sitting in the middle. I apologize for the quality, I guess I can send the videos to the online folder but I can't send them from there out.
Check out Mary's blog for more extensive pictures of the Parade. Besides the Madagascar one I took a picture of a closet so I can redo mine.
The most precious things in life can not be built by hand or bought by man.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
I remember driving in the car with the boy and he brought me to tears with a conversation. On of my co-workers returned home from Iraq a few months ago but I did share with her the boys thoughts, which brought tears to both of our eyes because I told her even though it was hard for her I am thankful for all the soldiers protecting our country. The conversation with the boy consisted of him telling me how happy he was for our "army" guys (I am sure he meant it for all forces, he is eight). He kind of let it go at that, I was curious what made him say this so I asked why they make him happy. He then said because they can die while trying to protect our family from the bad guys, he turned to me and asked if that is what the cops do too. Just knowing that he knows that there is a price for things and it shows the good heart that he has (because honestly I wonder if I taint him at times) makes me so proud.
The boy is the most patriotic little man I know, he loved learning about all that stuff this year in school. I had to go to D.C. this past year on a business trip, he was really jealous. It is a plan of ours to make the trip back with him so he can see it all. Of all the places in the world he still asks when we get to go (there and Hawaii, but that one will be a while). I myself don't remember being so gung ho like he is about politics growing up.
This year he was so excited to go voting with me. He really loves Obama, and the night of the election he was cheering when Obama won a state. But it was still really close when it was bedtime, he woke me up in the middle of the night asking who won. I really didn't know because I went to bed before the results were in and I went about just watching other programming anyway. We found out and he was so excited. Who knows he may be a politician when he grows up. I just hope that passion for this stuff stays with him as he grows up.
Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably and never regret anything that made you smile.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I have done this since I was a little kid. In fact while picking up said penny tonight I remembered that I opened my first banking account at Zions with my pennies I had collected. I filled up an old popcorn tin that my brother sold while he was in boy scouts. I remember the tin very well because there was a picture of a boy on it that reminded me so much of my neighbor Brandon. I had collected $32 in pennies, really not much if you think of it but that is 3,200 pennies, so really it is alot of pennies. I now have probably about the same amount in my banking account currently but I was proud of my collection of pennies and I am glad I still collect them and remember when I was young of all the silly things I did as a kid.
Just so you know I did see Star Trek again tonight, did I mention what a great movie that is?
We are all pathetic, creepy and can't girls. That's why we fight robots.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Really for me to remember that I ran for more then 3 minutes is really amazing because I am seriously stupid when I workout, no kidding, I dumb down. Remembering my name is even hard, so I will NEVER pick up guys while I am working out because of it.
Also just so you know I use the term "run" loosely because really I think at best it is a light jog, but really I think I see ladies with walkers go faster then I do when I work out.
And just so you know I think I should be studied because when I work out I have toxins leave my body. I turn bright red and I itch like crazy, all over it drives me insane.
I've been a bawdy little monkey.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Well again my baby sister has survived another Wasatch Back Ragnar Relay Race (or however it is worded). She was having troubles getting the team to come together but it pulled through at the end, even if they had to get a random guy. I am glad he turned out to be pretty cool and a good fit for them. Not only am I proud of her but her whole team, they are a great bunch of people and I am glad she knows them, it makes life that much better to have such a great bunch of people around (random or forced into it) it sounds as though they had a lot of fun despite the weather.
This has been the second week of working out, I went running again today but I ditched the dog. I walked her at the beginning and the end as a warm up and cool down but she drags me down and I want to make this work out good. I am proud of myself, even though I am not working out as much as one would hope I think I am at a very good start. I just can't wait to show the boy that with enough dedication his mother can run a 3.1 (although I will tell him 3.2 all thanks to Mary). It will be the best feeling ever to have him see me and cheer me on. Not as far as Mary can go but it will be enough for now, a great start.
Forecast for tomorrow a few sprinkles of genius with a chance of doom.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
I like this picture other than I am squinting when I smile, I need to work on my modeling technique (Mary says do what Tyra says). I am glad it was such a better picture though but that is all thanks to Mary's friend Mandy who was smart enough to bring a camera. I am not sure where my camera is at the moment, it is MIA so hopefully as I am cleaning I will find it. So after I lose some of the weight (I could call it baby weight but come on the boy is 8 now, it is just pure laziness now) and practicing my modeling techniques hopefully I will have another chance to get it straight.
Maybe I could photoshop us in photos of weddings and such and just say he is my husband but he is traveling, no one I know seems to know him so I think I could pull it off. I might even get presents out of it.
It's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
This is day two of boot camp, so far so good. I am waking up extra early tomorrow to work out before work so I can have time to work on my cake. Dark purple, light purple, pale yellow and a green (shade still to be decided). I get to use my new colors, so excited. Then Joel McHale on Friday, I can't wait! I want to make a shirt that says "It's my 32nd birthday and all I want is a hug from Joel McHale!", I am going to borrow Mary's tiara too!!! (FYI, no money for the shirt but it is a nice thought anyway)
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Anyway H has all of his school stuff just all around the house and I am going through it all to decide on what to keep because you just can't keep it all. I decided to read his journal, if it were a personal diary I wouldn't have read it but this is one that the teached discussed with them and he saw me flipping through so he knows I would have read it. I am going to type them just as they are written because I feel it adds to it too. Keep in mind that I have told him that he needs to try to sound out the word and try to spell it first before he asks for help, that way he can figure out the different sounds.
If translations are needed let me know, but I had to decipher the handwriting so I think that was the hardest part.
Just some of the funnier or sweet thoughts that were in this journal...
What I like second grade is Recess because I like geting chased Bi girls.
I feel happy because I am going ot play army by my sler (I think he meant myself). because is it fun.
I feel happy because I have friends. one of my friend me.
I feel happy because I am going to play kickball it is fun to play and it well be 2nd grade agints 6th and 5th grade and 4th agints nowan.
I played starwars at Recess it was fun. I was OBKOBI Garrett was YODA. Gary was R2-D2.
at Kentucky I went to bedstory at theaads it was very very fun. Then it was sahrday then I came back home then i saw my mom.
Today we had a Ronald McDonald Assembley. my favorite thing was win mcdonald act like a bump on a log.
In January I played Army with Garrett and I watch Girls. That's really fun when I and Garrett played Army and watch Girls. It was awesome and cool. (this was then followed by a picture he drew of him and Garret hiding and three girls.
Today is loved ones Day and grandpa because he is hurt bad we fix stuff.
If I could change the world I would add a other state.
some of my best memories of 2nd grade is 2nd grade.
If I lived in the ocean I be a dolphin and I would play ball with Garrett and Makayla. I would be wet all the time.
This is the last
Saturday, June 6, 2009
I get to see lots of movies when he is gone too, that is one of my favorite things to do but I don't get to do it that often because I like the scary, action packed movies and I think most of them are inappropriate and too scary for him. Whether I rent or venture out in public I do see a good number of movies while he is gone.
I also catch up on my tv because I really don't get to watch a whole lot when he is around, at least not a whole lot that is not cartoon related. Call me crazy but I like to spend time with my kid and even though he may not admit it on most days he does like it too. In fact he gave me a hard time when I was reading the Twilight series because I was not spending enough time with him.
I miss him, but I know he will have fun so I guess I will live yet again.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
I have always said that he makes me strive to be better and I really believe that. I can promise you I would not know any of my neighbors if it were not for my son. He loves to go out there and meet them. Because he has been sick lately he has not had a presence outside as much and our neighbors have been concerned. I tell them he is sick and we get through that talk and such, well then they have to add in their piece of how wonderful he is with all the kids that are so much younger than he is. They just think he is wonderful to play with their 18 month olds.
I say he takes pity on a few other boys in the complex here, but really he just has a good heart and just wants to be friends with anyone. He even is really good to all the adults. I sent him out the other day to take the dog to the bathroom and I see him over talking to an older lady (a grandma) with the dog. I just got told today by her that he is really a great kid. She says every time she comes out he rushes over to tell her hello and just chats with her.
Two of our neighbors had babies and he had to rush out to get presents for their babies. He is the best and I can only hope to have the love in my heart that he has in his.
Good night boo, love you muches.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
If Wiley E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?
I love Tori Spelling, I have loved her since the good old days of 90210 and Donna Martin. She has had a very successful career and has a wonderful life now. She has two books and she didn't want to have anyone else's voice on the audio version so she even read it. She has two cute and adorable kids that are just adorable and you can tell they love their mom. Dean is a great compliment to her and I totall wish them all the best.
Her mother was on a radio station on the East coast and she came out and said that Tori killed her father with Tori's strained relationship with their family. Oh please come on. I very highly doubt that was the case but even more importantly even if her mother believes that you suck for even bringing it up and furthermore airing it on a radio station! What mother would do that to her child.
I love you Tori, you should just not worry about having your mother in your life anymore. That is hard for me to say because I feel every child should have a good relationship with their mother or father but she is venimous and should just be cut. You have a great family relationship with your friends and they give you all the love and support that you should have.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Alright this cough has been around since before Mother's day. I did finally get in to the doctor and he had given me those prescriptions, suppressant and an antibiotic. Well come to find out the boy is allergic to the suppressant. His eyes puff up when he takes it so we have been going sans suppressant, even the over the counter kind because I ran out of it. Don't let my dad know I really didn't read the side effects I just said I did, usually I do but I didn't feel the need because he has never had a reaction really to any medicine. I was hoping to let the cough run it course and he could just cough it up. Well that has not been the case, it actually has worsened over the past few days where it sounds as though he is choking when he is coughing. He even coughs in his sleep, not to the point that he wakes up but I know it is not a restful sleep.
On Monday he got really worn out with playing with the family at the park, we came home and went straight to bed. Well come Tuesday morning I tell the boy to suck it up because I didn't think he was that sick and he should go to school. That is mainly because it was month end at work and I needed to be there because unlike Boss Lady I feel like I need to be there and really knowing her she would find some way to get out of it because that is what she has done the last few month ends. I can just say karma got me though and it is funny so keep reading.
When we got home Tuesday he had one of his headaches. I got out my dad's glucose meter he is lending me because I think the boy may be hypoglycemic all stemming from the one time he had a headache and I didn't have water but we had a Sprite, well the headache went away without any throwing up. So now I want to monitor him and have some other news to go back to the doctor with. It might be migraines still because that runs in my family (why is it I can't blame any of this stuff on his dad's side, oh that is right his dad was adopted so we have no history so I find a link only to my terrible genes). Well I am forcing him to eat even though he is being reluctant. To my surprise while talking to his dad on the phone he gets to the point that he has to throw up. Long story short because I am not using this to vent about his dad but just have to add this in, his dad's b-day was Tuesday and I guess he was upset that H would not get to talk to him on his birthday, I guess he didn't hear him say that he was going to throw up. I got on the phone and explained to him what was going on and had H call him back at his dad's request after he thrown up.
This boy has thrown up a lot in his lifetime, it is only second in line to bloody noses. He throws up he just moves on with life like it never really happened. Me, I am out of commission but maybe because I don't throw up as often. Anyway, when I took the puke bucket to the toilet while pouring it in some of the lovely concoction flew up and got me in the eye. Like I said karma came back and got me.
Well today we stayed home and the only thing he can keep down without causing a stomach are cheese quesadillas and good old saltine crackers. I have been making him drink from a "sick bottle", just a regular bottle of water that we can throw out once he is done being sick. I was too tired to cook so we went and grabbed food, while eating he just picked at it so we decided we would leave. We went to get the antibiotics because I am hoping the cough will clear up some with that but not sure if it will just upset his stomach even more like most antibiotic. While there I picked up some more suppressant too. We get home all honky dory ready to give him the pill he told the doctor he could take. I told him in the doctor's office, he is my witness, you have never taken a pill you take those fast melt ones but those are not pills. He says he can do it, the doctor assures me I can cut it up and mush it if needed.
I show H the pill, he then proceeds to ask me does he just chew it or will it melt? Um, I think I already had this discussion with you, it does neither, you must swallow it. I walk him through the steps of putting the pill as far back on your tongue as you can and then you swallow it while you are drinking. Easy enough I know but I also know there is a gag reflex and it is hard, my sister Mary didn't take a regular pill until she was in her 20's. Taking baby tylenol for cramps (you asked that I share this on the blog so I am now embarrassing you), but I know it was hard for her to take it. And yet again in my genes so who knows. He drinks a little and tells me that it didn't go down. I tell him don't think about it as swallowing the pill just think about drinking the gatorade.
Well I finally just have him spit it out in the cup which then I proceed to cut up and throw back in the cup with more gatorade letting it dissolve. I decided that I will give it to him like the claritin I use to give him, the only medicine he loathes, that I will essentially pour it down his throat and he can just take a drink afterwards. Well we are both getting frustrated and I know I am getting to the point of almost yelling and he is just crying because now he is scared he says. I am trying to calm him down and we do the plan. He takes a small drink of gatorade and then hands it to me running around the house. I am thinking he is over reacting to the taste. Come to find out he is looking for the puke bucket and throws up the everything we just ate and the pill we just finally got down his throat. He also then holds up one finger and tells me he does not think he is going to school again tomorrow.
I have really had it at this point more because of the fact that he didn't say he was feeling like he was going to throw up and I just gave him one of the pills so I called my sister who talked me down because I didn't want to yell at him, he is sick but I am just so angry that I just wasted getting this pill down his throat. After that I go back out get another pill and cut it up and start having it dissolve. I go out and talk to him and explain we are going to try again. He says I guess there are only two choices in me getting better, puffed up eyes or throwing up. I just roll my eyes and I laugh at him. I tell him this pill will help, we just got to get it in and get it to stay down. He grabs the PB and says he needs it just in case. I tell him if he thinks he is going to throw up then he probably will and I explain that the doctor would not have given him the medicine if it really was not going to make him feel better. He nods his head and tells me I am right.
New plan, much like the old but with a little modification. I tell him I will pour it down, he grabs the water and then after to get any taste out takes a bite of string cheese. I then point at the PB on the couch and tell him it is there if he needs it but I think he can do it. He then tells me while acting out in slow motion him taking the drink and running after the PB. I laugh at him and say I will grab the PB while you are drinking and all you have to worry about it eating a bite of the string cheese. If he did throw up again the pills would have been put on hold.
We finally did it and no throw up yet. I gave him his suppressant and rubbed his chest with vapor rub (a childhood favorite). He had some trouble getting to sleep because he feel asleep for a little while driving to get the medicine but he is asleep now and not one cough since he fell asleep. Maybe, just maybe there may be an end in sight.
Good night moon.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
He is not as crazy as Friskies, the cat I got in 4th grade and snuck home and had hidden for about two weeks before I ran out of cat food for him and needed to get more but my parents saw the cat food I had put in the cart when the lady was ringing it up. Blasted parents for paying attention, but little does the boy know I did those things so I can catch him doing them and he can't figure out how I know. Friskies would attack you, but not just any attack he would leap on your head with his body over your face and claw into your head and latch on. Although Angel does just attack you out of no where but then runs away, like a sneak attack. And Angel did just attack my "wallet", the size of this thing is the size of a small clutch and actually quite heavy, he did proceed to take off with it before his front claws were removed. Okay, maybe it is a tie, why do I have the tendency to find all the psycho cats?
If I did not catch all of them just to make sure you know, the dog is a girl, the cat is a boy. I for some reason in my mind think dogs are boys and cats are girls. They are both fixed so really not anything other than the bane of my existence and it feels as though I have two other kids in my house at times.
Instead of a sign off, just a GREAT picture!!! Shatner is great.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Also I just wanted to mention just how proud I am of my son. He had a bike rodeo this week that he was planning on going to, well first we had to fix his flat. Well I ended up popping his tube, at which time 3 neighbors came out to figure out what the loud popping sound was. I had to admit defeat to the boy, he graciously accepted the fact that it was not going to happen so then he proceeded to tell me that he will put on his own rodeo once we get it fixed. I told him we could invite his cousins over and he could get them to put on a show too, he is all too excited for this. But I was proud that he did not let it ruin his spirits. I was really proud of him and it just shows how much he is growing up. He also literally got dog piled this weekend, picture below.The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
We spent the day at the park, we had lots of fun. I forgot my camera so hopefully my older sister can send me some of the pictures that were taken on her camera because overall it was a wonderful day. Even with some headbutting with H it was still fun. I put a picture of the flowers that were sent to me from him, and no I didn't order these myself this year, his step mother actually helped him to pull it off. I enjoyed them alot and think it was great that she helped him out. I still want to warn you all that sometimes he really doesn't keep secrets very well (much like my younger sister).
The best think a father can do for his children is to show respect to their mother.