Sunday, October 23, 2011
Yesterday was my birthday, and I spent it with 3 of my closest friends at the CKC Scrapbook Convention. We didn't do classes, but just went to the vendor fair. It was so much fun! And it was inspiring, too. Sometimes, I get in a creative rut and can't think of what I want to do, let alone how to do it. It helped to go and see lots of different ideas and buy a few things to get my mojo goin' again!
Last night after I got home and hung out with The Husband and Chickenhead, I got my craft on. Here's a couple of things I made-
I love this little monkey! His name is Changito, and I collect Changito stamps. I buy a new one whenever I find them. I colored the image in with markers, then stamped an additional image so I could cut out the lights and make a 3-d effect with pop dots. Finally, I dotted each light with Glassy Effects so that they're shiny, and used Stickles for the pom-pom and cuff on his hat. I really like how this card turned out, and though I usually avoid the 'usual' red/green color combo on my Christmas cards, I may have to make this one this year.
I bought another stamp set with vases and flowers, something I've wanted for a while, and when I saw this set, I knew it was the one. After we left this booth, we ran in to a booth filled with every type of ribbon you could imagine. I saw this swatch of wide embroidered lace, and the light in my brain clicked on! The little embroidered flowers would be great for the flower part of my new stamp set!
After I cut the flowers out of the lace, I inked them with chalk inks. I really like the texture they add to this.
Finally, for my friend Carol's card challenge, I made this Halloween card-
I heat embossed the witch image then added color with colored pencils and mineral spirits. The edges of the image were inked with Tim Holtz distress inks in Peeling Paint and Dusty Concord.
I really miss crafting! I'm hoping to get in to the craft room today to give it a much needed cleaning, and possibly to do some sewing. I need more stuff for my Etsy shop!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
I guess I took a vacation from blogging without realizing it! To be honest, at some point it felt like my brain shut down and I just could not think of anything that I wanted to write about.
So what did I do this summer? Well, not much really. I've been on a mission to clean through every room in the house, sorting out items for a future garage sale. Chickenhead spent the summer swimming at my FIL's house almost every day. Chickenhead turned 11, and made me feel old.
I went and got a mammogram last Monday, and today had to go for a follow-up ultrasound because they thought they saw something abnormal. I don't know about you, but even though they assured me when I made the appointment that it was 'probably nothing', I still worried about it. This afternoon, when I was lying on the exam table, I was watching the monitor as the super nice radiologist was doing her thing. Suddenly on the monitor, there was something that looked scary. And she had stopped there and was measuring it, and saving the file and I started tearing up. A million things ran through my mind at that moment, every worst case scenario I could think of and believe me, I can think of some good ones. She saw my tears and stopped scanning and assured me that it was just my lymph node. There was nothing abnormal at all, it was just my lymph nodes. I practically skipped out of the office and back to the car! I think deep down inside, I knew it was nothing, but when faced with the reality of a 'breast cancer center', that confidence flew out the window. I'm glad it's behind me now.
The other thing I've been doing is something that's been a passion of mine for a long time. I've been sewing. Specifically, I've been sewing children's clothes! It all started with me converting my wedding gown (well, part of it) in to a christening gown.
Here's the 'before'-And, here's the after-
I have plans to make a couple more gowns to sell, but this one I'll be keeping for Chickenhead to use someday when he has a family.
I've also been making diaper covers, baby shoes and dresses-
All of these pieces were made with vintage fabrics. A couple of years ago, The Husband scored two boxes of vintage fabric at an estate sale. A lot of it was decorating and drapery fabric, but there were quite a few pieces that are perfect for clothing. I love anything vintage, and combing vintage fabrics with modern designs is just about my favorite thing. I'm hoping to soon open an Etsy shop to sell these pieces.
So, that's just about it. It was a pretty laid back summer, all in all. Now, Chickenhead is getting back in to the school groove, and we're tackling 6th grade. Fingers crossed that I understand the math he'll be working with this year!
Monday, August 22, 2011
It was so nice to know that a perfect stranger on the bus has my well-being in mind. How interesting the world would be if there were more people like you in it. But I think we've pretty much reached our quota.
When the substitute bus driver asked me tonight which stop was mine, I was quite surprised to hear your suggestion that he drop me off a couple of stops before because in your words, 'she could use the exercise'. How kind of you, a total stranger, to want to plan my exercise program for me. My husband was duly impressed, too, when I told him about it when I got home. He's VERY interested in discussing a workout plan with you, but it may not be quite what you've got in mind. You'll be happy to know that even though I didn't get as much exercise as you thought I should on my walk home, I still had plenty of thoughts about you on my 3-minute trek.
Tonight was one of the very rare moments when I have been rendered completely speechless by the words of some ignoramus such as yourself. The lady sitting across the aisle from me heard you, you sexist pig, and I noticed that the bus driver didn't laugh along with you, either. Let's get something straight, I'm a lady. I am someone's wife, someone's sister, someone's mother and someone's daughter. I am a human being worthy of respect. If anyone said anything like what you said to me to a woman in your life, I'm pretty sure you would be as pissed off as I am.
I would say something about those coke-bottle bottom glasses you wear, and your ill-fitting dockers, and your shabby looking shoes, but I'm above it. Karma is an ugly thing, asshole, and when it comes calling for you, it won't be pretty. And speaking of pretty, you're not. Maybe I could use some exercise, but you're ugly, and I can always lose weight.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
The Husband's family is in tatters. He has a grandfather who is in the final stages of pancreatic cancer, and a grandmother who's in the early stages of Alzheimer's. My MIL, who's often been the centerpiece to many of my stories, is rapidly descending into a black hole of drug addiction and mental illness. My brother in law(the Husband's brother) won't speak to us at all, and my FIL doesn't have much to say, either.
I see how much all of this hurts the Husband and it saddens me. I see how much it upsets Chickenhead and that saddens me even more. It's hard to explain to my son why his uncle won't speak to us, or why his grandfather doesn't call or contact him. The Husband has been taking Chickenhead over to my FIL's house to go swimming, which I guess is some progress, but Chickenhead notices that his grandfather and dad hardly speak to each other. Chickenhead notices that we're not invited to family events. I find myself flip-flopping between thinking maybe it's better if Chickenhead isn't around such dysfunction so much, or thinking that good or bad, this is the only family he's got.
As our children grow, they become much more aware of their environment, and the interactions of their family members. Kids can sense tension, anger and resentment. I hate to just dismiss Chickenhead's questions with, 'you're too young to understand', but how much do I tell him? How do you deal with sticky family situations and your kids? Thoughts?
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Anyway, I recently read a great summery novel, 'July and August', by Nancy Clark. This is actually the third installment in a series of books following the Hill family of Towne, Massachusetts. Reading the first book, 'The Hills at Home', would probably be beneficial, but not necessary to enjoy this book. I haven't read the second book, 'Away From Home', because I always seem to miss it at the library.
On to 'July and August'. The setting is the home of Lily Hill, spinster aunt and somewhat reluctant matriarch to the Hill clan. Lily's home is once again the gathering place for family members young and old who have returned for the summer. There are more characters than you can shake a stick at, but the story is still easy to follow. The story revolves around Lily, who's running a successful fruit and vegetable stand at the end of her driveway. She's discovered a knack for farming, and enjoys the work. Family members prove to be a little too helpful, or more often than not, not helpful enough, to Aunt Lily.
Nancy Clark is a talented author, and I'm really hoping I can get my hands on that second book in the series. Her writing is humorous and touching at the same time, and I actually found myself a little sad that the book ended, because I enjoyed the characters and the story so much. She' supposedly working on a new book, hopefully another Hill family book.
A while back we decided to subscribe to Netflix, to try to save a bit on the entertainment budget (ha, like I have a budget!). I've quickly acquired the habit of waking up early on Saturday and Sunday mornings to watch all the BBC mini-series I haven't had the time to watch before. I just finished watching 'Downton Abbey' and can hardly wait for the second season. What a great show! I've been watching 'Daniel Deronda' too, but it's not as good as 'Downton'. The Husband has been watching EVERY season of 'Dog The Bounty Hunter', and damn if I don't sit down and get sucked in to that show when he's watching. My other TV indulgences this summer are 'Real Housewives of New Jersey', and 'My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding' for which really, there are no words. And this coming Monday, 'Hoarders' on A&E begins it's new season! If it's anything like last season, we may actually see a hoarder uncover a human corpse in their hoard. It wouldn't surprise me at all. What are you reading and watching this summer?
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Last year in 'brick and mortar' school, Chickenhead's math and reading test scores were abysmal. It was disheartening for the Husband and me, because we knew Chickenhead was a smart kid, but we couldn't understand why he didn't do better. As we began thinking about home school, I started really resenting those tests. Why do school districts insist on determining a child's intelligence (and more and more, a teacher's competence) on the basis of a few 90 minute tests? Then once I realized that tests aren't used to determine intelligence so much as how much funding the district will receive, I felt like my son was little more than a pawn in the education game.
Fast forward to April of this year, and math and reading assessment tests. Because our virtual school is part of a brick and mortar district, the tests are required. I knew Chickenhead was progressing much better with home school, but I still worried about him taking the tests. Turns out, I worried for nothing! The math test, which he scored a 34 on last year, became a 62 this year. Last year's reading score of 35 was 85 this year. I was thrilled. Thrilled that he did so well, yet still pissed off at these tests.
I still firmly believe that the intelligence of a child or their capacity to learn can be determined by a single test. I find it sad that schools are spending so much time focusing only on reading and math that kids are missing out on history, science and social studies. Not to mention PE, art and music. All of these subjects are vital to a child's development. The one thing that I really have come to love about home schooling is that while we do a lot of math and reading work, we also have the time to tackle history, science, literature, social studies and art. Home school definitely isn't for every child or every family, but for us, it's worked out beautifully.
The one thing that we didn't work on much this year is handwriting. Chickenhead doesn't have the best handwriting; his spacing is off, he writes in a mix of upper and lower-case letters. If I had to give his handwriting a name, I'd call it 'Ransom note', because it sort of looks like a mash up of cut-out letters from a magazine. So we're working on that this summer, and it's got me wondering- how important is handwriting in this day and age? The great majority of his classwork is done online, and when he gets to junior high papers and reports will be done in Word. Is cursive useful in a world where we type and text our every thought?
When I was in high school (and....now I'm old!), some people labored over their handwriting, adding whirls, loops, hearts, etc. Mostly girls. I don't recall knowing a guy who cared about his handwriting. So maybe sloppy handwriting is just a guy thing and I should let it slide? We're working on him signing his name (because someday he might need to sign a check, a contract, post bond for me), but how much will he really be writing in longhand? Thoughts?
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
A while back I read a quote attributed to Buddha-
"What you are is what you have been. What you'll be is what you do now."
It took me a while to understand this, but I think I finally get it. Sometimes, we get stuck. We get stuck in our own self-doubt, we get sidetracked by other people's opinions, we feel like our goals are too far out of our grasp. We allow our fear of failure or even of success to keep us from moving forward in our lives. When we get stuck in all of this, it becomes what we are.
As hard as it is, the key to getting un-stuck is to let go of all of the things that are weighing us down. By letting go of our fears, we can open ourselves up to change. This is what I'm working on right now. I'm working on letting go of the doubt, the fear, the worry about what others might think of me.
It seems like I've spent so much of my life worrying about pleasing others and never living up to their expectations, that I've never learned to live up to my own expectations. It's not easy, but I think in the end, it will be worth it.
In other news around the Casa, we have finished our first year of home-schooling. We loved it! Chickenhead did great, and wants to do it again next year. As long as he wants to do it, we will. Chickenhead's 11th birthday is coming up later this month, and I'm steeling myself for the prospect of 8 kids spending the night in my house. I will surely need some Xanax. Maybe some liquor, too.
The husband is doing well, other than his foot. It still hasn't healed completely from the break, and surgery may be a possibility. Let's hope not! He's a difficult patient.
That's about all that's going on around here. Some personal growth and gearing up for a birthday bash. Good times!
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Well hello there, Mark Whalberg!
I have to admit, back in the late 80s, early 90s, I didn't give Mark Whalberg much thought. All he was to me was the brother of a New Kid, and a 'rapper' of questionable skills. Let's face it, 'Good Vibrations' has a hook, but Eminem he's not. The video for the song, though, served as a fine exhibition of Mark's smokin' physique.
I haven't seen some of Mark's early films, but I thought he was very good in 'The Perfect Storm'.
We won't discuss 'Planet of the Apes', a/k/a 'Marky Mark and the Monkey Bunch' or 'Rock Star'.
Beginning with his role as 'Dirk Diggler' in 'Boogie Nights', though, Mark Whalberg has been pretty much on a roll in making quality movies. 'The Departed', 'Four Brothers' and of course, 'The Fighter' are all great, and I loved him as the grieving dad in 'The Lovely Bones'.
Enough chatter, let's just look at him!
Mmm-hmmm! And lest you think I'm objectifying his lovely, delicious looking body, the man cleans up nicely, too.
So there he is, Mark Whalberg, today's Mancake! Enjoy!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Let me be clear up front; I'm not 'pro-abortion' or 'anti-life', I am PRO-CHOICE and PROUD of it. It's not for me or anyone else, and especially not the state or federal government to determine what a woman can or can not do with her body. That being said, let's take a quick look at some of the recently enacted anti-abortion laws from around the country.
Oklahoma- (source-New York Times, April 27, 2010) :The Oklahoma Legislature voted Tuesday to override the governor’s vetoes of two abortion measures, one of which requires women to undergo an ultrasound and listen to a detailed description of the fetus before getting an abortion.
Though other states have passed similar measures requiring women to have ultrasounds, Oklahoma’s law goes further, mandating that a doctor or technician set up the monitor so the woman can see it and describe the heart, limbs and organs of the fetus. No exceptions are made for rape and incest victims. Why is it necessary to put any woman, let alone a woman or a young girl who's pregnant as the result of rape or incest through an ordeal like this?Texas- (source- AP via Huffington Post, March 23, 2011): ...a bill passed by the House would require that pregnant women have an opportunity to view a sonogram image, hear the fetal heartbeat and listen to a doctor describe the fetus. While the doctor would be obligated to provide the information, the woman could close her eyes or cover her ears, according to the bill, which doesn't exempt victims of rape or incest.
South Dakota- (source- AP via Huffington Post, March 22, 2011): Women who want an abortion in South Dakota will face the longest waiting period in the nation – three days – and have to undergo counseling at pregnancy help centers that discourage abortions under a measure signed into law Tuesday by Gov. Dennis Daugaard. "I think everyone agrees with the goal of reducing abortion by encouraging consideration of other alternatives," the Republican governor said the statement. "I hope that women who are considering an abortion will use this three-day period to make good choices." 'Good choices' meaning the choice the state wants women to make. You can read the rest of this story here .
The house in Ohio has been holding hearings on a measure that would outlaw abortions as soon as the first heartbeat is medically detected, as early as six weeks in to a pregnancy.
This is not about somebody's religious beliefs, this is not about one person or group's idea of what is 'morally correct'. This is about the rights of women. These laws are about de-funding clinics and organizations like Planned Parenthood. And that means that these laws are about low-income women losing access to affordable (or free) birth control, family planning, and yes, an abortion if she chooses to have one. This is about a woman who's been raped being encouraged by her state government to carry that baby to term, because if she doesn't, she's morally wrong. This is about a young girl, maybe 12, 13 years old, who's been sexually abused, and as a result, is pregnant, and she has to be subjected to a transvaginal ultrasound and then encouraged to carry the baby to term, because hey, as Nevada's Sharon Angle says of her anti-abortion position, ' I believe that God has a plan and a purpose for each one of our lives and that he can intercede in all kinds of situations and we need to have a little faith in many things.' WTF? What kind of god has a plan like that? Really? As radical feminist and theologist Mary Daly said, ''God's plan' is often a front for men's plans and a cover for inadequacy, ignorance, and evil. "
Any way, tomorrow we'll get back to some lighter fare around here. We'll have some new mancake tomorrow night, and I'm going to post a cool new craft technique this weekend!
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I say he's a mystery man because most of us in the US have only seen him like this-
Yes, it's the 'crazy hat dude' (that's what I used to call him) from the British band Jamiroquai, a/k/a Jay Kay.
I always liked the song 'Virtual Insanity', but never gave the band much more thought than that. Besides 'Virtual Insanity', you probably also heard Jay singing in the 'Napoleon Dynamite' soundtrack, on the song 'Canned Heat'; the song that Napoleon did his big dance routine to.
Thanks to the interwebs, though, I found this photo of Jay Kay-
And this one-
Besides heading the band Jamiroquai, Jay is a car enthusiast who owns some 37 different exotic sports cars. He has an estimated worth of over $20 million, and also has designed a line of men's clothing for Hugo Boss.
If you don't know anything other than 'Virtual Insanity', check out this song-
So there we are, today's 'Mystery Mancake', Jay Kay of Jamiroquai. Take that silly thing off your head, darling.This is much better!
Monday, March 7, 2011
I have to be honest, when I first saw him, I didn't see what all the fuss was about Colin Firth. Yes, he was attractive, in a 'bank manager' sort of way.
Admit it, he kind of looks like the guy who decides who does or doesn't get a loan, doesn't he?
But, I started watching some of his films, and slowly became a bit more intrigued.
I'll admit, I saw him as 'Mark Darcy' in 'Bridget Jones' Diary' long before I got around to seeing him as 'Mr. Darcy' in 'Pride and Prejudice'. I know that P&P Mr.Darcy has quite a following, but I like him a bit more modern, I think.
I haven't got to see him in 'The King's Speech' yet, but I'm looking forward to it. I think he does a fantastic job in any movie he's in. Oh, and I really liked him as Vermeer in 'Girl With a Pearl Earring'.
So, here he is, Colin Firth, today's Oscar winning Mancake!
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Sunday, March 6, 2011
I don't know what happens after we pass, but I hope that you at last have peace. I hope that you have found the happiness that seemed to elude you while you were alive.
I think about you a lot. I miss you more than I ever dared to imagine. There are so many things I wish I could tell you. There are things that I didn't say often enough, like 'I love you'. There were things that I wanted to tell you, wanted to ask you, but was afraid of your reaction, or of upsetting you. I wish I had said 'I'm sorry' a little more often, and I wish I had tried to be a little more understanding.
Ours wasn't an easy relationship, was it? I guess no mother/daughter relationship ever is. Even though we very rarely saw eye to eye on anything, I always loved you. Even when you drove me up the wall, I still loved you!
I felt so helpless the last year of your life. I knew you were getting sicker, so I kept taking you to the doctor, trying to do whatever I could to get you better. A couple of months before you died, you told me that God was punishing you because you had done terrible things. Even though I don't believe in God, that made me so sad. I hated it that you felt that you were a terrible person who deserved what was happening to you, because you weren't. You were sick, and your body was wearing out, but I won't ever believe that you were being punished.
When I found out about my brother, I wanted so badly to talk to you about it, but I was afraid to. By then, your health was getting worse and I was afraid that discussing it would be too much for you. Knowing what I know now, I hope you know I understand. And I'm so sorry that you had to carry around such a huge secret with you for all those years. I wish that you could have talked to someone about it, and I don't know, maybe you did. He's a wonderful person, you would be so proud of him!
Anyway, I wanted you to know that I miss you, and I think of you every day. And I love you. Always.
Monday, February 28, 2011
In the words of Mrs. G., here's where you come when you want some mancake with your morning coffee!
Today's mancake comes to us from Australia.
Thanks, Australia! Simon Baker first gained attention in the United States in 1997's L.A. Confidential, and a few years later, starred in the TV program 'The Guardian'. One of Hollywood's busiest actors, he seems to always be working on a new project. I first noticed him in 2006's (yes, I was late to the Simon Baker love party!) 'Something New', where he played a sexy landscaper Brian Kelly who falls in love with the gorgeous Kenya McQueen, played by Sanaa Lathan.
I was then pleasantly surprised to see him playing the luscious photographer Christian Thompson in 'The Devil Wears Prada'.
He's now best known for his starring role on 'The Mentalist'. I kind of like that I get to see him each week now!
Talented actor, devoted husband and family man, and now, today's mancake!
Remember! If you have a suggestion for Monday Mancake, I'm all ears! Send the info to firstname.lastname@example.org!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
See you on Monday!
I like blogging because I like to write. Whether it's writing about what's on my mind, a man I like or just something silly, I get a lot out of it. And I feel like it's gotten away from me. I've been letting myself focus on how pretty my blog is, and not enough on how meaningful it is to me.
So, look for me to post more, and for a more simplistic look. I think it's time to strip it down and get busy!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
The show was developed by Ricky Gervais, and the premise is simple. Ricky sends his friend Karl Pilkington to see the Seven Wonders of the World. Karl's observations are hysterical!
Monday, February 7, 2011
So, in the interest of full disclosure, or at least as much as I want to disclose on my blog, here are some of my core beliefs-
1. Legalize gay marriage. Now. You don't even have to call it 'marriage' if you want, but seriously. Everyone, EVERYONE, should have the basic human right to share their life with someone that they love. If Ellen and Portia are happy and treat each other with kindness and respect, they have just as much right to be legally together as the Husband and I do. Gay marriage is not a civil rights issue, it's a human rights issue. A gay couple should be afforded the same financial and legal rights as a straight couple. 'Nuff said.
2. Legalize marijuana. Now. Most of the people who want to smoke marijuana for pain management are not looking to get baked. They just want to be free from chronic pain. They're tired of taking prescribed, 'legal' drugs that often cause more side effects than the illness they are trying to treat. There are a few out there who are just looking for a long-term buzz, but you know what? There's people like that taking prescription drugs, too. They doctor hop and pharmacy hop and sell their pills or trade them for other pills. There will always be someone who will abuse the system.
3. Government, stay out of my uterus. It is NEVER OK for a state or federal institution to tell a woman (or anyone for that matter), what she can or can't do with her body. I am Pro-Choice. Not 'pro-abortion', not 'anti-life', PRO-CHOICE. I don't think abortion should be used as a form of birth control, but I think that any woman has a right to decide if she's going to carry a baby or not. A girl who has become pregnant as a result of rape or incest should not have to go through a government gauntlet to get that pregnancy terminated. She needs help, she needs protection from her abuser, and she needs to be safe and healthy. Teen girls need to be taught, either at home or at school about birth control. Because abstinence only education DOES NOT WORK. Hello, teens have sex. You were a teen once, right? I bet you had sex. And if you weren't having sex, you were thinking about it, and talking with your friends about it. And you probably heard a bunch of BS. As much as it might make you sick to your stomach, talk to your kids about sex. If they ask a question, just answer it in a way that's age-appropriate for them.
4. I'm on the fence about this whole religion thing. I don't have a problem with any particular religion, per se, but I do have issues with religious concepts. I have a problem with people who proclaim to be religious, but they do and say things that fly in the face of their professed beliefs. I have serious issues with politicians who want to re-shape our government to reflect their ideas about God and country. I don't really believe in God, but if you do, I'm cool with that. It doesn't make you a lesser person in my eyes, as long as you don't think of me as lesser for not believing the same as you.
5. President Obama was born IN AMERICA. He is an AMERICAN. There's a black man in office. Deal with it. Put your mis-spelled signs away, stop burning your effigies, let it go. If you want to do something, how about we all toss aside the labels of left, right, Democrat, Republican, and just work together to pull our country out of the cesspool it's currently drowning in?
OK, I think that's it. There's probably more I could rant about, but I think I'm getting sick, and I'm wearing down fast.
I've got 3 more weeks with the boot on my leg, then I'll be moving on to a brace and some physical therapy. The Husband fell in the driveway last Monday night and cracked his elbow. We make quite the fetching couple, what with me in my boot and him with his arm in a sling. Let's keep our fingers crossed that Chickenhead stays in one piece!
Friday, January 21, 2011
WRONG! When I went in, the doctor said that he had looked at my x-rays that they had taken in the ER last week, and I've got a hairline fracture on the lower part of the tibia bone, down near the ankle joint. Which would explain why I had so much pain around my Achilles's tendon. The doctor said he wanted to take more x-rays, and if the fracture was still bad, there might be some surgery involved. WTF?! Thankfully though, the fracture seems to be healing well, so no need for surgery. But what I do need is a massive, black boot for the next two weeks. You know, the one that looks like the less blinged out version of Gene Simmon's KISS boot? Yeah.
The doctor wants me to wear this thing 24/7, taking it off only for bathing. Yes, I'm supposed to even wear it while sleeping. And I've been sleeping so well as it is, [/sarcasm] so this is sure to make me sleep like a baby.
Still, I keep telling myself- it could be much worse. I could have gotten a head injury, broken arms, ribs, etc. Hell, if the driver had been going faster, I could have died. I guess it's just the inconvenience of this boot that's getting me down. I go back in two weeks for more x-rays and hopefully, I can put the boot away.
After the doctor's visit, the Husband took me to Dos Reales for some Mexican comfort food. When all else fails, eat guacamole!
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Last Friday I was on my lunch hour and had just been to the library. I was cold from my walk because Kansas City has turned in to a frozen, snowed over hell, and I thought that at cup of coffee (white mocha with a shot of raspberry to be specific) and a triple-berry muffin from Scooter's would hit the spot nicely. Scooter's is conveniently located across the street from my office. Yay, Scooter's!
So. I waited at the corner of the intersection for the light to change. My light turned green, and I had the 'WALK' signal, but I waited for a car to turn left (which also had the same green light) before I went. I was about a third of the way in to the cross-walk, when BAM!! I had been hit! It knocked me to the ground, and someone was screaming their fool head off. I think that was me!
A nice man from the city waterworks dept. came over from his jobsite across the street and helped me up. He also called 911. The woman who was driving her car didn't get out right away. But when she did, she kept trying to get me to sit in her car. Chickenhead theorizes that she did this in an attempt to kidnap me! Please if someone ever kidnaps me, let them be a really good-looking guy. Not some old lady that I think may have been on her cell phone. She kept apologizing and told me repeatedly that she just didn't see me in the cross-walk. Really? I am not the smallest woman in the world, I think I would be hard to miss. Anyway, I wasn't getting in her car because I had to call the Husband and tell him what had happened. Who doesn't like to get a phone call from their spouse that starts off with "don't freak out but..."? He told me to keep my cool and he would meet me at the hospital.
But I digress. The firetruck came, the police came, the ambulance came. My right leg and ankle were killing me. The paramedics had me climb in to the ambulance and they looked at my leg, poked around at my ankle and said, 'yeah, I think you're OK'. Easy for you to say when your foot isn't swelling up like a balloon in your shoe. I said I thought I would feel better if I could go to the hospital and get some x-rays just to make sure nothing was broken. The police officer came in to the ambulance and asked if I wanted to file a report. Really? OK, thankfully I haven't been in this kind of situation before, and I hope not to be again, but why are they even asking me this? I mean holy shit, she fucking hit me with her car!! (Pardon my french!) So yes, I filed a report and the paramedics shouted 'road trip!' when I told them I wanted to go to a hospital that was close to my home.
I was surprised at how quickly I was in and out of the ER. They took x-rays, which required me to contort my lower body in some extreme yoga-like poses, and I had to strip down to my undies, which is always a good time. The nurses told me that I could either let them take off my jeans or they could cut them off. I got them off myself, thank you very much. Luckily, nothing was broken, but I have a pretty badly sprained ankle.
I still have a lot of swelling, and the bruising is pretty bad on my right leg, and for a few days now, I've had some numbness and tingling in my leg, which I hope will go away. I still haven't gotten to go to Scooter's! The Husband and Chickenhead have been WONDERFUL, helping me out around the house. They are awesome! I'm going to try to go back to work next week, and I'm going to be extra super cautious around intersections now. Yield to the pedestrians, people!
Saturday, January 1, 2011
I suppose I haven't written for a few reasons. Seems like life is busier than ever these days. And, to be honest, I didn't feel like writing for a while. I was feeling pretty down about the issues we've been having with The Husband's family, and for a while, I was so filled with anger towards them that I was afraid if I took to my blog to vent, it would get too ugly. That's not what I want my blog to be about. Which led to a lot of soul searching and thinking about what I want to do here.
Since we're at the beginning of a new year, it's time for a fresh start. I'm going to make an effort to post more frequently. Maybe not every day, but at least a few times a week. I'm doing a lot more crafts now that I have my craft room, so I'm hoping to share some of my work with you, and maybe a tutorial or two.
Chickenhead is doing great! He had a wonderful Christmas and has a big milestone coming up in a couple of weeks. Chickenhead will be crossing over from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts. There will be a big ceremony at his Cub Scout pack meeting, with lots of ritual and ceremony. He's really looking forward to it, and it's extra special because he's the only boy in his pack this year that's old enough to cross over. He'll be the star of the show for one evening, and I can't wait to see him shine!
So to all of you, Happy New Year! May your new year be filled with lots of love, plenty of laughter and wonderful memories!