If by some strange notion you decided to be nice and rub hubbies foot down w/ Ben-Gay, for the love of pete, DO NOT touch your face. Let alone, rub the sleepies out of your eye. Just don't. It's not pretty. Promise. I'm just saying.
I'm providing some good laughs for my co-workers, but I'm so glad that I work for an eye doctor!
Friday, October 19, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Better Late than Never!!!
My mom, sister, niece, and I took off for annual pilgramage to Gatlinburg TN last weekend(well, technically 3 now), and absolutely had a blast. It was a nice break away from 'real life' for a few days, but I really wish that it could've lasted longer. My sister and I even *almost* got the tattoos that we've been talking about for some time.... so much as to checking out the prices. Common sense won out though, and we're totally going to get them done closer to home *just in case*. Ladies, I have not eaten that much in a loooong time (no wonder I was asked the other day if I was prego w/ my 1st or 2nd baby) Also, randomly my BFF from childhood spotted me on the street down there. How great is that. Her and her little prego belly were just about one of the highlights for me. (Also, what's up w/ every other lady being preggers in TN?? Seriously though, it was tough for me to see, and to realize that my hearts desire isn't happening.
I'm going to stop rambling now. See you tomarrow.
I'm going to stop rambling now. See you tomarrow.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Vacations are Great!
I'm slowly getting back in the groove after my weekend getaway... will be back later today!
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Mommy of the Year Award (NOT!!)
Ok, ladies :) I seriously need your oppinions and tried and true tips! I can barely get my 3 yr old to eat anything besides chicken nuggets or hot dogs!!! No fruits. No veggies. Nothing!!! (Well besides mac and cheese and fettucine alfredo) How do you get your kids to eat a variety? Try new things? Heck, I'll even go for how you trick them into eating something else, ya know, healthy?!?
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Do What?!?!
I love popcorn balls :) I have good memories of my BFF's grandma (so in essence she was my gramma, too) making us popcorn balls and putting them into our full sized brown bag (one for each of us!) that she filled up for us with all kinds of goodies on Halloween. Hey... we lived out in the boon docks, so trick or treat was a slow tedious process of getting in and out of cars between being scared to high heaven by teenage boys.
I hardly ever eat popcorn balls anymore, because frankly I hate eating them like I'm eating an apple. I just don't. Yesterday though, I found out that there is proper etiquette for eating a popcorn ball. Did you know this? I most certainly didn't.
You smash it, then you eat it piece by piece (Just don't forget to open the bag before you smoosh it. I'm just sayin'). Yeppers.
That's the way to do it!
I hardly ever eat popcorn balls anymore, because frankly I hate eating them like I'm eating an apple. I just don't. Yesterday though, I found out that there is proper etiquette for eating a popcorn ball. Did you know this? I most certainly didn't.
You smash it, then you eat it piece by piece (Just don't forget to open the bag before you smoosh it. I'm just sayin'). Yeppers.
That's the way to do it!
Friday, September 28, 2007
Padded Room Anyone?!?
This week at work we've been instructed to rearrange our office space.... to not only accomadate a new 'marketing person', but to cram 4 of us into one tiny office. You've seen the cabnits that hold medical charts... yeah 3 of us gals decided to move those bad boys instead of waiting for someone to help because we're impatient super strong. You can see where this is headed right... straight for trouble! I ended up looking at my pinky wedged between the moveable shelf and the side of the cabinet.stuck. The only way to get it out was for my boss to yank my hand downward. To say I'm a wuss when it comes to pain, and queesy when it comes to blood is an understatement, and I proved it.
Then last night Mikey decided to drop a broken cinder block on his little foot and lob off a hunk of his toe. Have I mentioned that I'm a wuss when it comes to blood? No stitches ended up being involved, but he basically fileted his big toe. :( ouchee!
Yeah. We're just going to move into a padded room for a while.
Then last night Mikey decided to drop a broken cinder block on his little foot and lob off a hunk of his toe. Have I mentioned that I'm a wuss when it comes to blood? No stitches ended up being involved, but he basically fileted his big toe. :( ouchee!
Yeah. We're just going to move into a padded room for a while.
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