Ouch!

I am a real clumsy person. Most people don't get just how bad it is until they actually hang around me. I trip over things that aren't there, run into walls for no reason and I have actually broken my own nose.

I also tend to cut myself with knives. Benny has joked since I have known him about how I shouldn't use a knife. Every time he cooks steaks, he asks if I want him to cut it up for me (and usually I let him!).

Friday night I decided I was going to cook potatoes and onions. Grabbed the knife, cutting board and got to work. On the second onion, I sliced my finger open bad. It was still bleeding the next morning. I know it needed stitches but I am so tough, I didn't go to the doctor. Actually, I just really hate shots and wont go to the doctor unless I think I am seriously hurt (or know shots will not be involved). Yesterday I went and got some Neosporin and band aids and was all good.

Then the weirdest shit happened.

We were headed home from Target where I had purchased a coke. You know, the ones in the plastic bottle that they sell by the check outs? I had already drank about half of it when I tried to open it again to take another drink. I say 'tried' because I didn't actually get it open. Instead, it some how sliced open my index finger and thumb! Yes, the lid on a plastic bottle cut me open!

Benny is so sweet and was crying. Of course it was from laughing so hard. Maybe he is not so sweet. After that, every time I reached to open it, he would grab it and open it for me while still laughing.

So now, both my hands are cut up and typing really isn't that easy. Hope the rest of the week is better (and less bloody).

Little update

OK, I cheated and wrote the last post yesterday for today.

Since then, I have come down with a major kidney infection, Smiley cut his foot REAL bad right on the arch of his foot, and a pipe busted and flooded half my house. I can barely walk, Smiley can't walk, and half my house is covered in water. UUUGGGGHHHHHH! I need help! :(

So yes, this week officially SUCKS!!!!

A Little Something For All The Ladies

I am going to let you in on a little secret but let me say this first. I do not do reviews on my blog. If I tell you about a product or something it is because I use it and think you will love it, not because someone asked me to. That being said, I have got to tell you about my miracle pills.


I wish I had known about these before I had my hysterectomy. It really would have been a life saver seeings how I had the most horrible cramps. Anyway, I do know about them now and use them for a couple of different reasons.
First reason, they get rid of cramps. It doesn't matter what kind of cramps either. I get leg cramps when it is that time of the month (I still have my ovaries) and they get rid of them completely. They also work on any other kind of muscle cramps. When Benny is having muscle cramps from work, he takes them. I also have a bad back and when it starts to spasm, they help so much.



Second reason, they get rid of water weight. And I mean quick like. If you are retaining water it will be totally gone with in about 6 hours (for me) if that long. Just make sure you are around a bathroom cause that water has to get out somehow.



Anyway, they are cheap and you can get them at Wal-Mart. I am sure you can buy them other places but I usually only shop at Wal-Mart because of lack of anywhere else to go.

Also, don't take them with beer! They will fizz up so bad in your mouth!! Trust me! YUCK!!!

What a bad day!

Man, yesterday sucked! Quick run down.

• Wrecked my car
• Sliced my foot open and bled threw a couple of bandaids (not from the wreck, from a piece of glass in my floor).
• Benny was a sitting duck in a camper while 2 tornado's were around/heading right towards him.

I know it could have been worse. I actually was pretty lucky. The car I hit was a big piece of shit and you couldn't tell if I did any damage and what happened to my car will buff right out. The guy actually said to me "You would have to drive something a lot bigger to hurt this piece of shit." It was 100 % my fault and he was really cool about it. I'm sure it didn't hurt that I was bawling my eyes out. That is the very first time I have ever had any kind of contact with another car (with me driving). When I was 17 I side swiped a bridge. We were all OK (except my neck is killing me) and we went on our way. Thank goodness I didn't hit a bitch in a Lexus. Now that would have sucked!

My foot will heal. It's right on the ball of my foot so it hurts like a bitch when I walk. I will live though.

Benny is OK. Was really scary there for a minute but all is well.

BUT, I have awesome news.

Benny gets to come home for the weekend. Actually, he will be home tonight!!! YEA!!! Last one for over a month though.

Also, remember when I said last week I was making plans. Well, I am going to spend a weekend with Carrin in 3 1/2 weeks!!! I can't wait. I know we are going to have a blast!!! A whole weekend with no kids. WOW! I don't think I have had one of those in almost 5 years!

From bad to AWESOME!!

Last week was just horrible. I am amazed I even posted anything considering what all we went through. Thursday Benny ended up at the doctor with kidney stones and so I haven't gotten much sleep. I can't sleep when I am worried or when he doesn't sleep. Apparently when he is on pain pills, he doesn't sleep. So there was a lot of tossing and turning and me making him drink water. AND, it was cold and rainy almost everyday. That didn't help. I had made a deal with Benny that if he would rest all day Friday, we would get out and do something Saturday. We both had cabin fever pretty bad so that's why we loaded up and went camping.

It was really peaceful and beautiful. We were the ONLY people there so that just made it that much nicer. We went up to Arkansas and camped on Lake Greeson. The kids had a blast yelling and hearing their echo. Since no one else was there, we let them yell all they wanted.

Then something crazy happened. I got my ass kicked by my own camper! We were setting up the awning and somehow it came apart and slammed me into the camper by my shoulder. I hurt my hand and shoulder but was OK. The rest of the time we were there was great. Cooked out, fed the geese, screamed with the kids, and played Yahtzee.It was so wonderful. Except, my hip, shoulder, hand and back are soooo sore. That camper is one tough cookie. The drive home was good and when we got home, I once again couldn't sleep. That's the reason for the very long post I posted yesterday that I did at 1am.

Yesterday morning when I woke up, I just knew this week was going to be better.

I looked out the window, and it was so beautiful.

Benny was back at work and doing so much better.

Plans are seeming to fall into place.

Everyone is feeling better and I didn't have to give someone medicine.

Little Man is coming home Wednesday (I haven't seen him in over a week!).

Then, it got even 50 times better. I get online and go check all the blogs that I haven't got to read all weekend.

I head on over to The Scattered Mind Of A Tattooed Minivan Mom and guess what,

I ACTUALLY WON one of her giveaways!!!!

I had to read it twice because I just knew I was reading it wrong. The person that won the first time didn't claim their prize so she had another drawing and it was ME! I'm no fool and I claimed my prize right then.

This is what I won. The wonderful people over at Eden Fantasies are mailing me The Massage Therapy Kit by Kama Sutra. WOOHOO!

I am so excited and can't wait to get it. After the beating my camper handed out, I need it. Thank you so much C and whoever the first winner was that didn't claim their prize! You really just made my week.

I know I will be impatiently waiting by the mail box until it arrives.

Random

I've got strep throat so this will probably be pretty short. I am in so much pain right now and nothing seems to help. Any suggestions would be great.

Just some random stuff that's been going through my head.

• Melissa from the Bachelor is now on Dancing with the Stars. With only 2 days practice, she did pretty damn good. All the little snide remarks about Jason were funny but my favorite was when the host (just went blank on his name) said "I've got two words for you Jason, people skills."
• Why doesn't a moms world stop when she is sick? A dads does. That's not fair at all.
• I just found a whole package of diapers in the bag we throw are cans in. Yippee because I was going to have to buy some today.
• I have the stupidest TV in the world. The only way to get it on the right channel for the DVD player to work is to use the remote. I can't find the remote. DAMN!
• Strep throat sucks big time!
• I think I jinxed myself. I said we were a healthy family and since then we have all had a cold and now I have strep, which I have never had before in my life. Also, I said in another post that I don't burn food. Since then I have burned cheese sticks, popcorn and something else but I can't remember what it was.
• Did you know one of the side effects to penicillin is getting a black hairy tongue. Pretty gross huh? I hope that doesn't happen to me. If it does though, I am so taking a picture and will post it. I'll warn you if I do so you can skip that day if you would like.

OK, that's it. Hopefully I will feel better soon and don't get any weird side effect. Also, good luck to everyone playing in the SITS thingy today.

Will it ever end?

If you haven't been reading my blog, shame on you! Just kidding. If you haven't then you don't know that I have been dealing with sick, puking kids for about a month now and that I was lucky enough to get that wonderful little virus last week for the second time. It's been real fun around here. God was nice enough to let us enjoy Thanksgiving weekend but then Monday, we were back to reality with all the puking. Everyone is finally better now and my house smells like bleach and carpet cleaner. I pray we don't have to go threw this again for a long time.

Then Sunday morning happened. I woke up in such excruciating pain. This is probably the closest pain to labor I have ever felt. I took some pain meds and it didn't work. Finally after and hour and half, the pain meds started helping. Except, they made me sick. So back to puking.

What was wrong, you ask.

A toothache or abscess or something. Let me explain.

I broke a tooth awhile ago and haven't taken care of it for a couple of reasons. One, buying Christmas presents for my family and paying all the bills. Two, we don't have dental insurance and I know this will be very expensive. And Three, it wasn't really bothering me.

Ha! That was until yesterday. I was seriously on the phone trying to find a dentist to come in on a Sunday to 'fix' me. Hubby just sat there kinda worried because he knew it would be expensive, especially for an emergency visit on a Sunday, but didn't say a word for fear of his own life. I was serious about this and looked for over 2 hours. Luckily, I didn't find one. I say luckily because I made it to today alive and got to do our much needed Christmas shopping. Almost all done!

I have an appointment at 3pm today. They said it would probably take at least 3 visits to fix. If only I had taken care of this earlier. I could just have to tooth pulled but my parents spent way to much on my beautiful smile to do that. I had braces TWICE! So, it will probably end up being a root canal and a cap. Does that hurt? I have never even had a cavity filled before.

So wish me and my pocket book luck. We NEED it!!!!

I feel like such a whiny ass lately!

Oh ya, since I'm whining, I might as well tell you what happened last night. Smiley gave me a busted, swollen, bloody lip. He accidentally head butted me HARD. I'm hoping it was an accident. He can't really be that mean, right? Yep, that was a perfect ending to my perfect day.

Bouncing off cement and other injuries

So Carrin said "there's a story in there somewhere" about my face bouncing off the cement from this post. Well, there is, unfortunately. It actually wasn't cement, it was asphalt. Doesn't that make it sound better?


Anyway, I was 5 or 6 and my brothers were in charge of me. I'm the baby of the family so by this time, Mom was back working.


We decided to ride our bikes to a bike shop a couple of miles away. This was 'back when' you could do stuff like this with out fear of being kidnapped. My brother 6 years older than me (PA), rode his skate board and the brother 4 years older than me (Toph) and I, rode our bikes. I have 4 older brothers and no sisters by the way.


We knew the road coming up had a long, steep hill so PA went another way. The hill was fun on a bike but not so much on a skate board. It was only about 2 blocks from the bike shop.


So, Toph and I proceed down the hill and are flying down it, loving every minute. I get the great idea to start wiggling my handle bars. Not so smart. Then, I couldn't stop them and flew over the handle bars, landing (and probably bouncing) face first in the street at the bottom of the hill. Needless to say, I was messed up like a soup sandwich.


Luckily, (like there is something lucky about this) I landed right in front of the house that family friends lived in. Toph got their help and they took me in and called my Mom. I remember standing there, just looking in the mirror at myself (probably in shock) with no thoughts going threw my mind. PA finally showed up after realizing we should have been to the bike shop before him and was a tad embarrassed because he had a major crush on the girl that lived there.


My arms were really scraped up (I still have scars) but nothing was broken. My face, on the other hand, was not in real good shape. I don't remember if there were any other injuries because my face was so bad. I think my legs were all scraped up too. They had to of been.


All my front teeth were loose (but didn't break or loose any) and my gums literally looked like hamburger meat. I can't imagine what people thought when they saw me.


Mom took me to the doc and he said to take me to the dentist. Then the dentist told her to take me to the doc first. Go figure. I don't remember what happened after that but I know I healed.


I never rode down that hill again. I did go down hills on my bike after that but was always scared and held my arms as straight as possible so there was absolutely no wiggling going on.

Any time I am in Ft. Worth and drive past that bike shop (it's still there), I think of that day. Great memories!

Writing this made me think of all the big injuries I had growing up. The tip of an iron fell on my eye at 2 (that's my first memory and I still have a scar), I got run over by a kid on a bike (at 3), Mom says I was 5 when I flipped over my bike, 7 was the car wreck where I almost cut off my lower lip, got a big (HUGE) goose egg on my head at 8 or 9 and had to go to the ER, jammed my whole foot in gymnastics at 7 or 8, sliced my hand open with my ice skates at 10 or 11, about broke my arm in softball around 13, and broken my nose multiple times. I'm sure there is more. Man, I got hurt a lot as a kid.

I have had injuries since becoming an adult also, just not as many (so far). Broke my nose, screwed up my ankle twice, really messed up my knee a bunch (I have a bad knee), and messed up my back pretty bad a couple of times (I gotta bad back now too). I thought my kids were just injury prone but I guess not. I guess they are just adventurous kids with no fear like their Momma.

Toot broke her nose at 3, she messed her leg up real bad at 1, and has lost her toenail multiple times (same toe every time). Smiley tried to fly a couple of months ago, pierced his lip with his tooth at 1, fell and took a huge chunk out of his lip about 4 months ago, and burned real bad all ten finger tips on a grill a month ago. Little Man, nothing, and he's 10. He's not real adventurous. Oh wait, he did burn his hand on a muffler at 6 but it wasn't bad.



Aren't you glad you asked, Carrin? So, ya, I think I would go with the paper cut in the eye. I'm surprised I haven't already done it. Unless, someone has a worse story about a paper cut in their eye, then I might reconsider. Maybe.

Are you like me and my two little ones or more like my oldest?