Well, today started out with intentions of being pretty calm and uneventful. After getting up and having my cereal and coffee, I watched a little Regis and Kelly then headed upstairs to read blogs. I sat down at the computer and got a phone call from my dad wondering if the kids and I wanted to meet him for breakfast. He had just left the surgeon's office for his follow up appointment from his surgery last week. (BTW, everything is good. He is cleared to return to work on Monday with the limitation of not lifting anything over 15 lbs.)
Since the girls had just woke up and hadn't eaten yet, I decided to meet him and let them eat with him. So we all got ready and headed out. We got there around 10:00 and I drank some iced tea while they ate their breakfast.
Before we left, the girls decided they wanted to go with their papaw and ride bikes. So, we headed back here for them to grab their helmets and some sunblock.
While I was driving home, my cousin called me and said she was going to be heading to Easton and wanted to see if I could meet her for lunch. I agreed to go and see her and her son and new little girl, since I don't get to see them very often anymore.
The girls went on their way with my dad while the little man took a nap, and I got ready. When I left to go meet her, my son woke up while I was putting him in his car seat, and screamed the entire 20 minute drive to lunch. We ate at Red Robin. Then did a little shopping. On the way home, I called my dad to let him know I'd be there shortly to get the girls. He asked if I was coming right then, because they were just about to put in a movie. He said that he could just bring them home when they were done.
So, I made a quick stop at JC Penney's outlet where there was a huge tent set up in their parking lot, to see if I could find anything worth buying. It was mostly furniture and stuff, so, I browsed, but didn't buy anything. Then my son said he wanted a "tahtoe" (taco) so I swung by Taco Bell and got him one and got a huge Diet Pepsi for me.
Finally, we are back home. I got the little man in and out of the bath and he just fell asleep in my lap. I guess I wore him out today. Now I'm just waiting for dad to bring the girls home, and for guru to get here.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Thursday Thirteen
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1. Tried to go to a morning movie at our local theater. (W and Th they have a kid movie at 10:00 a.m. for $2.50 a ticket that includes a small drink and popcorn). We tried to go yesterday morning and they were sold out before we even got to the front of the line. They were sold out again today! 2. Went to Wal-Mart for Diet Pepsi, apple juice, tums, and lotion. 3. Unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher (exciting, I know!) 4. Straightened up the living room. 5.Took kids to the pool. 6. Ended up watching my daughters' friend and her 4 year old little sister at the pool along with my own three. 7. After the pool, they all wanted to eat lunch. 8. So I took them all to a McDonalds play place. 9. There was a little boy there that was hitting them. 10. His grandpa climbed up in the play place and was yelling and threatening him. 11. I thought that was a little harsh, the boy was maybe 3 or 4 years old. 12. Have to decide what to make for dinner. 13. Guru and I both have praise team practice tonight. That should be fun if I can't make my son slow down long enough to take a nap before then!! |
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Monday, June 26, 2006
The Slumber Party
It went really well. I was suprised and very happy that it went so smoothly! I was a little concerned about none of the girls knowing each other. One girl was from her class this past school year, one was from our church, one from our neighborhood and one from her old school.
Well, the girl from our church and the girl from our neighborhood actually went to school together in kindergarten, so they kind of knew each other. Within a few minutes, they were all acting as if they had known each other their whole lives. We didn't have any major problems. No big fights. Just lots of giggling, squealing and laughing!
The first 3 girls arrived right around 7:00 p.m. Pizza got here aound 7:15. After eating, they played for a while and she opened her presents.
Around 8:00, they decided they wanted to go swimming. So they got ready and we headed to the pool. It had rained earlier in the day but it had stopped and it was warm, so I went ahead and took them.
We got back a little before nine, because we were waiting for the last girl to show up (she had said she wouldn't be there until 9:00). So the girls got changed and we had cupcakes and ice cream.
We were getting ready to start making a craft when the last girl got here. My hubby also got home with our younger daughter and she joined in the party at that time too. She fit right in with the other girls and ended up having just as good of a time as the others.
My daughter decided on keepsake boxes for the girls to paint and decorate. They turned out really cute and the girls loved making them!
Around midnight, all the girls were laying down in my daughters' room in the basement. I said goodnight, and headed up to bed. I woke up around 4:00 a.m. to giggling. I sent guru down to see what they were up to and send them back down to bed. He went down and apparently, they had moved the queen sized air mattress up the stairs to the living room. They had not yet been to sleep!! They were bored and thought it would be more fun to sleep in the living room.
So, when I came downstairs in the morning, one of the girls was on the air mattress, the one from our neighborhood had already left for a tennis lesson (thanks, guru, for getting her up and out the door), my youngest had climbed into our bed at some point during the night (probably because she wanted to sleep!) and my oldest and another girl were on the couch.
Crazy kids! They had a lot of fun though. I am so glad it went well and glad it is over...until next time!
Well, the girl from our church and the girl from our neighborhood actually went to school together in kindergarten, so they kind of knew each other. Within a few minutes, they were all acting as if they had known each other their whole lives. We didn't have any major problems. No big fights. Just lots of giggling, squealing and laughing!
The first 3 girls arrived right around 7:00 p.m. Pizza got here aound 7:15. After eating, they played for a while and she opened her presents.
Around 8:00, they decided they wanted to go swimming. So they got ready and we headed to the pool. It had rained earlier in the day but it had stopped and it was warm, so I went ahead and took them.
We got back a little before nine, because we were waiting for the last girl to show up (she had said she wouldn't be there until 9:00). So the girls got changed and we had cupcakes and ice cream.
We were getting ready to start making a craft when the last girl got here. My hubby also got home with our younger daughter and she joined in the party at that time too. She fit right in with the other girls and ended up having just as good of a time as the others.
My daughter decided on keepsake boxes for the girls to paint and decorate. They turned out really cute and the girls loved making them!
Around midnight, all the girls were laying down in my daughters' room in the basement. I said goodnight, and headed up to bed. I woke up around 4:00 a.m. to giggling. I sent guru down to see what they were up to and send them back down to bed. He went down and apparently, they had moved the queen sized air mattress up the stairs to the living room. They had not yet been to sleep!! They were bored and thought it would be more fun to sleep in the living room.
So, when I came downstairs in the morning, one of the girls was on the air mattress, the one from our neighborhood had already left for a tennis lesson (thanks, guru, for getting her up and out the door), my youngest had climbed into our bed at some point during the night (probably because she wanted to sleep!) and my oldest and another girl were on the couch.
Crazy kids! They had a lot of fun though. I am so glad it went well and glad it is over...until next time!
Friday, June 23, 2006
The "C Word"
Ok, I don't know how many of you watch Dr. Phil. Not too long ago, on one of his shows, there was a couple in which the husband was not nice to his wife. He would bad-mouth her and call her names...like the "C word" (as Dr. Phil referred to it).
Well, my nearly 68 year old grandmother apparently had never heard of this so called "C word" and I recently had the privilege of explaining it to her. She caught me the other day as I was getting ready to leave her house and the girls were still inside. She said "I wanted to ask you something when the girls weren't around. Do you know what the "C word" is? Dr. Phil said it the other day. He said that a man called his wife that and I wasn't sure what he meant."
UMMMMMM....AWKWARD!!!(<--said with my best Kevin James impression). Let me just say that I was now put in a situation where I had to explain what this means to a woman who refers to a girl's privates as her "front bottom". My family was never open with discussing things like this or teaching proper names for body parts. I am trying to NOT be that way with my kids.
"Well grandma, it's a slang term for a woman's genetalia. C-U-N-T. It's not a nice thing to call someone."
"Oh," she said, "I guess I've never heard that term before."
Sheesh!
Well, my nearly 68 year old grandmother apparently had never heard of this so called "C word" and I recently had the privilege of explaining it to her. She caught me the other day as I was getting ready to leave her house and the girls were still inside. She said "I wanted to ask you something when the girls weren't around. Do you know what the "C word" is? Dr. Phil said it the other day. He said that a man called his wife that and I wasn't sure what he meant."
UMMMMMM....AWKWARD!!!(<--said with my best Kevin James impression). Let me just say that I was now put in a situation where I had to explain what this means to a woman who refers to a girl's privates as her "front bottom". My family was never open with discussing things like this or teaching proper names for body parts. I am trying to NOT be that way with my kids.
"Well grandma, it's a slang term for a woman's genetalia. C-U-N-T. It's not a nice thing to call someone."
"Oh," she said, "I guess I've never heard that term before."
Sheesh!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Thursday Thirteen
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1. Finish getting the house cleaned. 2. Including the bathrooms! 3. I hate scrubbing the tub (blah!). 4. Order a cake. 5. I need to figure out a craft for the girls to make at the party. 6. I have to go to the shopping for party supplies and food. 7. I have to go shopping for the craft supplies. 8. Drive my dad to the bank. 9. Eat lunch with and spend time with dad. 10. The girls are begging to go swimming. 11. Maybe we will if it doesn't rain. 12. Hope that all the girls will get along well tomorrow. 13. Wish me luck on my first slumber party as the MOM! |
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Be Warned: Long Post
I finally got my couches cleaned yesterday. After 6 and a half years, and 3 kids (and a clumsy me) they were definitely due for a good cleaning!
Master Clean was running a special and I got a good deal on the work. They did a nice job, too. They were not able to get all of the stains out, but I couldn't expect them too, when some of them are, well, 6 years old. They did get out 90% though.
My son likes to draw on things and has taken pens and pencils and marked on the pillows. That, along with many other spills and mishaps, the couches just looked yucky. I was very impressed that they came on time, too. They called first thing in the morning and gave me a time slot of 10:30-12:30. They were there and gone by 11:30. I was expecting to be waiting around for them at 12:30 tapping my foot and wondering where they were. I love it when I don't have to wait. I am very impatient. I hate waiting!
After they left, I gathered the kids and headed to my grandparents' house. We stopped for lunch and then to the hospital to wait while my dad was in surgery. We got stuck in a bit of traffic on the way to the hospital due to some construction (grr!) but we made it there just in time to see him for a couple of minutes before they wheeled him back to the O.R.
It was weird seeing him in a hospital bed, in the gown with a blue surgical hat covering his head. He looked a little nervous. My dad is a big guy. 6'3" and 300 lbs. He doesn't look like someone you want to cross, but he is really a big teddy bear. The original plan was for him to be put under for the operation, but apparently, he hadn't informed the surgeon of his sleep apnea. If they put him completely under, they would have to give him a breathing tube and he would have to stay overnight for observations. He didn't want to do that, so they said they would try it under a twilight sleep.
If they got in there and there were any problems, they would have to do the general anesthesia and the breathing tube and he'd have no choice but to stay the night at the hospital. As they wheeled him out of pre-op, I smiled and said "see you in a little bit, love ya". He looked at me and he looked like he was about to cry. I hate to see him cry. I only ever saw him cry a couple of times when I was growing up. The past 2 years, since my mother died, I have seen him cry more times than I'd like. I just about lost it. I have tears in my eyes now, just typing this.
Everything turned out just fine, though. They were able to do the procedure under the twilight sleep and he was able to go home very shortly after the surgery. His parents took him home and his aunt was going to spend the night with him to take care of him and just be there since he can't be left alone for 24 hours. I stopped off at the store and bought some low fat strawberry ice cream, malted milk balls, and milk and went to his house and made him a big strawberry malt. He was doing very well, walking around and seemed to be just fine. I think the pain hadn't really hit him yet. He will probably be feeling it today. Hopefully he won't over do it. He doesn't like that he has to take time off work, and wants to get back to work a.s.a.p. I'm hoping he will follow doctor's orders and not go back too soon, or lift anything over 10 lbs in the next 3 weeks.
We shall see. He is very stubborn. Good thing I didn't inherit that trait! ;)
Master Clean was running a special and I got a good deal on the work. They did a nice job, too. They were not able to get all of the stains out, but I couldn't expect them too, when some of them are, well, 6 years old. They did get out 90% though.
My son likes to draw on things and has taken pens and pencils and marked on the pillows. That, along with many other spills and mishaps, the couches just looked yucky. I was very impressed that they came on time, too. They called first thing in the morning and gave me a time slot of 10:30-12:30. They were there and gone by 11:30. I was expecting to be waiting around for them at 12:30 tapping my foot and wondering where they were. I love it when I don't have to wait. I am very impatient. I hate waiting!
After they left, I gathered the kids and headed to my grandparents' house. We stopped for lunch and then to the hospital to wait while my dad was in surgery. We got stuck in a bit of traffic on the way to the hospital due to some construction (grr!) but we made it there just in time to see him for a couple of minutes before they wheeled him back to the O.R.
It was weird seeing him in a hospital bed, in the gown with a blue surgical hat covering his head. He looked a little nervous. My dad is a big guy. 6'3" and 300 lbs. He doesn't look like someone you want to cross, but he is really a big teddy bear. The original plan was for him to be put under for the operation, but apparently, he hadn't informed the surgeon of his sleep apnea. If they put him completely under, they would have to give him a breathing tube and he would have to stay overnight for observations. He didn't want to do that, so they said they would try it under a twilight sleep.
If they got in there and there were any problems, they would have to do the general anesthesia and the breathing tube and he'd have no choice but to stay the night at the hospital. As they wheeled him out of pre-op, I smiled and said "see you in a little bit, love ya". He looked at me and he looked like he was about to cry. I hate to see him cry. I only ever saw him cry a couple of times when I was growing up. The past 2 years, since my mother died, I have seen him cry more times than I'd like. I just about lost it. I have tears in my eyes now, just typing this.
Everything turned out just fine, though. They were able to do the procedure under the twilight sleep and he was able to go home very shortly after the surgery. His parents took him home and his aunt was going to spend the night with him to take care of him and just be there since he can't be left alone for 24 hours. I stopped off at the store and bought some low fat strawberry ice cream, malted milk balls, and milk and went to his house and made him a big strawberry malt. He was doing very well, walking around and seemed to be just fine. I think the pain hadn't really hit him yet. He will probably be feeling it today. Hopefully he won't over do it. He doesn't like that he has to take time off work, and wants to get back to work a.s.a.p. I'm hoping he will follow doctor's orders and not go back too soon, or lift anything over 10 lbs in the next 3 weeks.
We shall see. He is very stubborn. Good thing I didn't inherit that trait! ;)
Monday, June 19, 2006
Father's Day Weekend
Well, this weekend was pretty full. Friday night, my oldest daughter went to a sleepover birthday party of a friend of hers from school. The rest of us went out to dinner at Logan's. I LOVE their kickin' chicken salad! It's awesome!
Then Saturday I rode along with my church's praise band to Parma, Ohio. You can read more about that here, if you are curious. It was a fun day. My grandma offered to keep the boy for us. I was going to take the girls along with us. Then my dad said he wanted to keep them Saturday and take them to a movie and on a bike ride. He is having surgery on Tuesday for a hernia, and won't be able to do that for a little while. So, it worked out nicely. Guru and I were able to take the 2+ hour drive (each way) alone. We listened to comedy cd's on the way there, and Harry Potter book 2 on the way home.
Yesterday was Father's Day, of course. Guru and I were both on the praise band/team and had to be at church for both services. After church, we went to lunch with my dad, my mom's parents, and G and Trinity and their little.
After lunch, we came home and the boys took a nap while the girls played. I went to JCPenney's outlet and found 2 tables that I liked, so I bought them. One of them is an end table, so we could get rid of the big rubbermaid tub full of the girls' barbies we had been using. The other is just a decorative table that ended up not even fitting where I intended it to go. I ended up putting it at the bottom of the stairs and it looks good there, so I'm going to keep it and find something else for the other spot. Here they are:
Last night, while guru finished up his homework for this week, I watched In Her Shoes. It was just ok.
Anywho, that pretty much sums up my weekend. How about you? Do anything fun for Father's day?
Then Saturday I rode along with my church's praise band to Parma, Ohio. You can read more about that here, if you are curious. It was a fun day. My grandma offered to keep the boy for us. I was going to take the girls along with us. Then my dad said he wanted to keep them Saturday and take them to a movie and on a bike ride. He is having surgery on Tuesday for a hernia, and won't be able to do that for a little while. So, it worked out nicely. Guru and I were able to take the 2+ hour drive (each way) alone. We listened to comedy cd's on the way there, and Harry Potter book 2 on the way home.
Yesterday was Father's Day, of course. Guru and I were both on the praise band/team and had to be at church for both services. After church, we went to lunch with my dad, my mom's parents, and G and Trinity and their little.
After lunch, we came home and the boys took a nap while the girls played. I went to JCPenney's outlet and found 2 tables that I liked, so I bought them. One of them is an end table, so we could get rid of the big rubbermaid tub full of the girls' barbies we had been using. The other is just a decorative table that ended up not even fitting where I intended it to go. I ended up putting it at the bottom of the stairs and it looks good there, so I'm going to keep it and find something else for the other spot. Here they are:
Last night, while guru finished up his homework for this week, I watched In Her Shoes. It was just ok.
Anywho, that pretty much sums up my weekend. How about you? Do anything fun for Father's day?
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
She's Here!
Kit arrived today and my daughter is SO happy! I printed out a picture of Kit and taped it to the bottom of a shoe box, then filled the box with tissue paper and wrapped it for her to open on her birthday!
She didn't really understand at first when she opened it and saw the picture. She just smiled and looked at us. So we asked her if she understood what it meant. She said no. We said that she would be here next week. Her eyes got huge and she started bouncing up and down on the couch hugging the box with the picture in it and squealing. She kept stopping to look at the picture and then repeating the proccess. Here is a picture:
I looked online yesterday to see the status of the order and found that it was scheduled to be delivered today. So, when there was a knock on the door a few minutes ago, I said "that may be Kit", and she RAN to the door.
Here is a picture of her and her new doll. (She took her glasses off so that she looked more like her, freckle nose and all!) We can also purchase glasses for Kit.
Now my younger daughter is begging for one too. No suprise there! She's going to have to wait until either Christmas or her birthday in February though!
She didn't really understand at first when she opened it and saw the picture. She just smiled and looked at us. So we asked her if she understood what it meant. She said no. We said that she would be here next week. Her eyes got huge and she started bouncing up and down on the couch hugging the box with the picture in it and squealing. She kept stopping to look at the picture and then repeating the proccess. Here is a picture:
I looked online yesterday to see the status of the order and found that it was scheduled to be delivered today. So, when there was a knock on the door a few minutes ago, I said "that may be Kit", and she RAN to the door.
Here is a picture of her and her new doll. (She took her glasses off so that she looked more like her, freckle nose and all!) We can also purchase glasses for Kit.
Now my younger daughter is begging for one too. No suprise there! She's going to have to wait until either Christmas or her birthday in February though!
Friday, June 09, 2006
Niner
My oldest daughter is 9 today! For the past year or so, she has been begging us for an American Girl doll. Namely, this one, because she thinks she looks like her. These dolls are rather pricey. All of her friends from school have these dolls and they take them to school and play with them at recess. My daughter sometimes feels excluded because she is the only one of her friends that doesn't have one and so she can't play with them.
We bought her an imitation doll a few months ago, and for a while, it was ok. Then, I guess the other girls figured out it wasn't the real thing and started excluding her again.
My daughter has been asking every single day if she can get one. She wants one SO bad. Every time she receives money from anyone, she says she wants to save it to buy one of these dolls. She got $20 in a birthday card yesterday from my hubby's great-aunt. She was really excited and told us she was going to save it toward her doll.
Little does she know, however, that we ordered her a Kit doll yesterday. Unfortunately, it won't be here for her to open today. But, I am going to wrap up a picture of the doll for her to open today and her doll should be her next week.
All morning, so far, she has said "I really wish I was getting an American Girl doll, but I know I'm not" and "I really want to get Kit, soooo bad". I can't wait to see her face when she sees she's getting the present she wanted more than anything else!
We bought her an imitation doll a few months ago, and for a while, it was ok. Then, I guess the other girls figured out it wasn't the real thing and started excluding her again.
My daughter has been asking every single day if she can get one. She wants one SO bad. Every time she receives money from anyone, she says she wants to save it to buy one of these dolls. She got $20 in a birthday card yesterday from my hubby's great-aunt. She was really excited and told us she was going to save it toward her doll.
Little does she know, however, that we ordered her a Kit doll yesterday. Unfortunately, it won't be here for her to open today. But, I am going to wrap up a picture of the doll for her to open today and her doll should be her next week.
All morning, so far, she has said "I really wish I was getting an American Girl doll, but I know I'm not" and "I really want to get Kit, soooo bad". I can't wait to see her face when she sees she's getting the present she wanted more than anything else!
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
That's all, folks!
School's out! School's out! Teachers let the monkey's out! Ha, remember that?
Well today is the last day of school for my daughters. The younger one is already home. She got home at 11:20 this morning. The oldest should be home around 3:00 and then summer break will officially begin!
I assume we will be spending a lot of time at the pool over the next few months. Probably some outings to the park, a trip to the Velvet's ice cream factory, the zoo (since I bought a season pass), among many other fun things.
I don't know if we will attempt an actual vacation this year or not. I would love to, but the little man has recently become a little Houdini when it comes to his car seat. All of a sudden, he hates riding in his seat. It isn't all the time, but several times lately, he has thrown a major fit while in his seat and manages to break free from the seat restraints no matter how tight we get those straps.
We looked back the other day and he was standing in his car seat. STANDING IN HIS CAR SEAT! While the freaking car was moving! We had to pull over and strap him back in. He screamed and screamed and I thought he was going to puke from crying so hard. So, we'll have to take that into consideration for any traveling we do this summer.
Anywho, we are going to have another nephew in October! Trin and G just found out they are having another boy! We are very happy for them. Just glad that everything is going good and healthy! That's all we can ask for. Congratulations guys!
Well today is the last day of school for my daughters. The younger one is already home. She got home at 11:20 this morning. The oldest should be home around 3:00 and then summer break will officially begin!
I assume we will be spending a lot of time at the pool over the next few months. Probably some outings to the park, a trip to the Velvet's ice cream factory, the zoo (since I bought a season pass), among many other fun things.
I don't know if we will attempt an actual vacation this year or not. I would love to, but the little man has recently become a little Houdini when it comes to his car seat. All of a sudden, he hates riding in his seat. It isn't all the time, but several times lately, he has thrown a major fit while in his seat and manages to break free from the seat restraints no matter how tight we get those straps.
We looked back the other day and he was standing in his car seat. STANDING IN HIS CAR SEAT! While the freaking car was moving! We had to pull over and strap him back in. He screamed and screamed and I thought he was going to puke from crying so hard. So, we'll have to take that into consideration for any traveling we do this summer.
Anywho, we are going to have another nephew in October! Trin and G just found out they are having another boy! We are very happy for them. Just glad that everything is going good and healthy! That's all we can ask for. Congratulations guys!
Friday, June 02, 2006
Teeth
So, I had to get a filling a few months ago. Then a few weeks ago, the tooth I got the filling in started hurting like crazy, especially if I ate something sugary or cold. I didn't think it was a new cavity since I had recently been to the dentist and they would have noticed it. I figured my new filling must have fallen out.
Well, I went to the Dentist on Tuesday for my bi-yearly cleaning and found out that it, ideed, did fall out. So I have to go back next Tuesday to have another one put in. That means I have to get another shot of novocaine in my mouth. UGH! I SOOOO hate that feeling! I hate needles, period! In my mouth of all places, blah!
The hygienist that did my cleaning was poking around at my wisdom teeth. I have been told for years that I need to have them taken out. By my previous Dentists, by my Orthodontist, by my Oral Surgeon (that's a whole 'nother story), and not suprisingly, by my current Dentist. Every. Time. I. Go.!! I get the point! I need them out. They occasionally hurt and they are shifting my teeth a bit as well. But, I'm a big baby! I have never been under anesthesia before. It makes me kind of nervous. Not to mention, guru would have to take a day or two off work to help me with the kids. I don't know how quickly I will recover.
I've heard people's story's from being drugged up and puking for a week after having their wisdom teeth removed, to the hygienist, on Tuesday, say she went out to a movie and dinner after her surgery. I just don't know how it will go for me.
Anyway, since Tuesday, the gum around my bottom right wisdom tooth has been hurting. It feels swollen. It hurts to open my mouth, to talk, to brush my teeth, to chew. I have to wonder if she did this to me on purpose to get my butt in gear.
So, I am checking into it. I'm checking with the insurance to make sure my oral surgeon is in the Network. Then, I'll check to see how much out of pocket it will be (that's another big reason I've been putting it off).
Well, I went to the Dentist on Tuesday for my bi-yearly cleaning and found out that it, ideed, did fall out. So I have to go back next Tuesday to have another one put in. That means I have to get another shot of novocaine in my mouth. UGH! I SOOOO hate that feeling! I hate needles, period! In my mouth of all places, blah!
The hygienist that did my cleaning was poking around at my wisdom teeth. I have been told for years that I need to have them taken out. By my previous Dentists, by my Orthodontist, by my Oral Surgeon (that's a whole 'nother story), and not suprisingly, by my current Dentist. Every. Time. I. Go.!! I get the point! I need them out. They occasionally hurt and they are shifting my teeth a bit as well. But, I'm a big baby! I have never been under anesthesia before. It makes me kind of nervous. Not to mention, guru would have to take a day or two off work to help me with the kids. I don't know how quickly I will recover.
I've heard people's story's from being drugged up and puking for a week after having their wisdom teeth removed, to the hygienist, on Tuesday, say she went out to a movie and dinner after her surgery. I just don't know how it will go for me.
Anyway, since Tuesday, the gum around my bottom right wisdom tooth has been hurting. It feels swollen. It hurts to open my mouth, to talk, to brush my teeth, to chew. I have to wonder if she did this to me on purpose to get my butt in gear.
So, I am checking into it. I'm checking with the insurance to make sure my oral surgeon is in the Network. Then, I'll check to see how much out of pocket it will be (that's another big reason I've been putting it off).
Thursday, June 01, 2006
I'm an idiot!
Ok, our rent check is due today. I wrote out the check last night and this morning, I drove the girls to school. I forgot to stop by the office and drop it off on my way home. I noticed the check when I got home. No problem. I'll just walk up and drop it off.
Well, since I was wearing my flip flops, I decided I would do it later on and I am pretty sure I laid the check face down in the van for when I went back out today. So I get in the van later and remember I need to drop off the check. I reach for the check and.....IT'S NOT THERE!!!! My middle daughter had just gone outside to get something from the van, and the doors were locked when she went out. (That's not to say that they were unlocked and someone reached in grabbed the check and then locked the doors). I thought I locked the doors when I went inside, but I can't be 100% sure. I tore the van apart looking for that flippin' check.
I looked under all the seats. In the glove box, in the pockets on the back of the seats, in books and magazines, everywhere. I even looked in the house in case I had actually taken the check in with me, but I don't think I did.
I don't know what to do. We just paid a ton of bills and have a bunch of pending transactions. I don't really want to have to close that account and open a new one. I don't want to pay $30 to stop payment on the check. I know if I do that, I'll probably end up finding the check. I don't think that if it was stolen, that they would be able to cash that particular check, but they would have our account number.
I did call the bank and they put an alert on the accout so that if anyone goes through a teller to try to take money out of our account, they will be warned to be extra cautious since there is a possible stolen check. Grr!! I'm just afraid that if it was stolen and someone is able to use our account number to pay for something, that we will be out the money!
What would you do? Regardless of putting a stop payment on the check, our account number could still be out there somewhere.
Well, since I was wearing my flip flops, I decided I would do it later on and I am pretty sure I laid the check face down in the van for when I went back out today. So I get in the van later and remember I need to drop off the check. I reach for the check and.....IT'S NOT THERE!!!! My middle daughter had just gone outside to get something from the van, and the doors were locked when she went out. (That's not to say that they were unlocked and someone reached in grabbed the check and then locked the doors). I thought I locked the doors when I went inside, but I can't be 100% sure. I tore the van apart looking for that flippin' check.
I looked under all the seats. In the glove box, in the pockets on the back of the seats, in books and magazines, everywhere. I even looked in the house in case I had actually taken the check in with me, but I don't think I did.
I don't know what to do. We just paid a ton of bills and have a bunch of pending transactions. I don't really want to have to close that account and open a new one. I don't want to pay $30 to stop payment on the check. I know if I do that, I'll probably end up finding the check. I don't think that if it was stolen, that they would be able to cash that particular check, but they would have our account number.
I did call the bank and they put an alert on the accout so that if anyone goes through a teller to try to take money out of our account, they will be warned to be extra cautious since there is a possible stolen check. Grr!! I'm just afraid that if it was stolen and someone is able to use our account number to pay for something, that we will be out the money!
What would you do? Regardless of putting a stop payment on the check, our account number could still be out there somewhere.
Good Grief!
I don't think I'm supposed to blog anymore or something. EVERY time I attempt it, something goes wrong and I end up losing the entire post!!! It's very frustrating and makes me want to just stop doing this completely.
I tried doing a TT post today, but I hit publish and it took me to the stinking sign in page and when I signed in, it wasn't there! Even after refreshing. Not even in my drafts. This is crap. I give up. Last week I had a hecka time trying to post a TT. And then that last one that I lost from the computer freezing up. Sheesh!
Maybe I should just take the hint and quit!
I tried doing a TT post today, but I hit publish and it took me to the stinking sign in page and when I signed in, it wasn't there! Even after refreshing. Not even in my drafts. This is crap. I give up. Last week I had a hecka time trying to post a TT. And then that last one that I lost from the computer freezing up. Sheesh!
Maybe I should just take the hint and quit!
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