Karma and Shocker with a side of Salad Dressing.

Background:
I sent the Hubs and Brooklyn to the school for a Potluck. I sent them with the requested garlic bread and salad. I offerred to take her to her Band Debut the next night so that he could work late, so I stayed home to relax and do some crocheting.

Fifteen Minutes after he left, I get a text...
Him: "I shold of brought sald dressings" (he's a fantastic texter! ;o) )
Me: "Crap! They didn't say anything about dressing!!"
Him: "Can u bring some up"
Me: "Ummmm.... Can't u borrow some?"
Him: "Yes or no"
"Embarrassing"
Me: "Please try and borrow"
Him: "Bring some up please"
20 minutes later -
Me: "Just got this... Just borrow some"
8 minutes later -
"Just ripped my pinky toe on the garage door... Monm is gonna take me to ER"

So yeah, right after I sent him the late text, I went out to the garage to grab some yarn. I opened the door to the garage and put my left foot forward before I had the door open all the way and it slid over the pinky toe area. There was something sharp on the bottom of the weather stripping and I felt it scratch my foot. I yiped and howled and maybe said "CRAP!" as I hobbled down the garage stairs and waited for the pain to subside.

I thought maybe it was just a surface scratch and didn't know why it would be hurting that much... so I looked down. It was *not* a surface scratch. There was a gap-ish scratch with blood... lots of blood starting to flow. I get the heeby-jeebies just thinking about it now... and that was two days ago. OK, so more hobbling and blood-trailing through the house, to the kitchen to grab some paper towels, haphazardly wrapping my my foot in a gob of paper towels that are quickly becoming soaked with blood.

Ok, let's stop here. Can you tell from my vivid recounting of the tale that I was extremely scarred by this event? Well, I was! At one point, when I sat down to call my mom, my entire bod had a flash of heat - which I was later told can be a pre-cursor to fainting. Nice, huh?

Ok, so fast forward to the ER. It was almost empty, HALLELUJAH!! The intake nurse took one look at my toe and let out this horrendous "UGHGUGHGUGHGOWOOOHHUUUGHHH". I looked at my mom and gave her a look of "WTHeck?" Are they supposed to voice their horrified reaction? Aren't they supposed to keep that to them self? After all, I hadn't looked at my pinky toe since I wrapped it in paper towels and slipped my foot into my slippers. Guaging from her reaction, I thought maybe I was going to lose my pinky toe! This was the ER, afterall! Don't they see much more horrific nastiness emergencies in there?

So fast forward again to Room 1. My mom came back with me and I felt all fidgety.

Me: "So, uh, have the girls said anything to you about surprises?"
Mom: "No."
Me: "Oh, well... I guess I'm gonna have to tell you now that we're expecting.... again."
Mom: "You are?!" Half smile- half smirk. "I thought I heard you whispering it to the nurse. Something about November."
Me: "Yeah. It was a total shocker and it's still so early that I probably wouldn't have told you yet but I know I'm gonna have to mention it in front of the doctor, sooo yeah."

Immediately after that conversation, the nurse comes in, "Your husband and two children are here."

Mom: "Oh, Ok, I'll go sit with the girls and let him come in."
Me: Dumbfounded. "Uh... ok." pause. It started sinking in... "UGH, I didn't even have to tell her yet!"

I don't know what it is, but after 7 years of being married and 3 kids, I still get nervous telling my mom. And maybe a lil nervous about telling everyone else which is why I just dropped the bomb in a BLOG post.

So anyway, the Hubs came in and was very supportive as I got my "digi-block" - nastiest pain ever, btw. Ever, ever, ever. EH-VER. I did not look at my toe anymore. I hung out under my sweater, my leg and foot numb from tensing them so much, and just waited for it to be over.

Me: "So, uh... I guess if I would have just gotten my butt up and dressed and brought you some salad dressing, this probably wouldn't have happened, huh?"
Hubs: "Yeah. Karma."

I made it up to the Hubs by letting him document the occasion with cell phone pics and videos.

***WARNING**** IF YOU ARE THE LEAST BIT QUEASY, DO *NOT* GO PAST THIS WARNING LINE!******** SERIOUSLY*****DO NOT LOOK AT THE PICTURES AND DEFINITELY DO NOT WATCH THE VIDEOS************CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED!

Fine Print: If you made it this far, you are also agreeing *not* to make any comments on my long toes, dry skin, or un-pedicured feet. I'll sue you if you do!

Oh.Em.Gee.

So I'm sitting on my couch and I smell this *very* strong smell of coffee...

I know it's not freshly brewing coffee because we have a Keurig... and hubby's not home... and, like I said, I was sitting on the couch.

So I already have a basic guess of what's happening in the other room.

But come on... this?

Soooo... yeah.
And grrr.

I mean, really. REALLY?!
The WHOLE container, guys?

At first I thought it was just my sweet little angel-face, but these are the socks coming off of her favorite little minion. (Face cropped out to protect the not-so-innocent).
Btw, that's not dirt making his white socks look so dingy...
yeah...

coffee.
And that would be the head of my sweet lil Boo!
Again, not flea poop... coffee.
At the end of all that, I ended up with a couple of things...
1. A washer filled one giant, super-huge bean bag cover, coffee-covered socks, one curtain panel, one pair of lil boy minion pants and one purple polka-dotted pajama.

Without questioning why my daughter was still in her pajamas at noon-thirty- er, that time of day, would you look at the feet of her pajamas? Goodness Gracious!

2. A house that smells like fresh brewed coffee. Not even the best candle can get a more accurate coffee aroma filling up your entire house!

3. A brand new memory to file in the Momma Files

*sigh*

A special thanks goes out to my Dyson... She (yes, she - she's pink) did a fabulous job at sucking up that entire container of coffee.

In case you don't know what it's like to clean up all that coffee off of any surface... I'm not gonna tell you. I'll let you ruminate on how many trillion-ka-jillions pieces of coffee me and my Dyson tackled... and pray that you all will someday get to put such an awesome memory in your Momma Files!

First Day of School in Bullet Form (completely random order)

• Today I became a college student... again.
• ...after 10+ years of being a mommy and wife.
• I was early. This hardly ever, ever, ever happens. I am normally fashionably unfashionably late... even weekly things that we do every week... happenings that are at the SAME time every week... late. that's me.
• I've had quite a bit of anxiety about starting back to school because
  
  1. I feel like I have the brain of a 3rd grader... it feels like mush
  2. I'm starting back with a class that should be taken shortly after Math 4...
     
  3. I took Math 4 10-12 years ago.
• Did I mention I was early?
• Being 34... I totally thought I was gonna be the oldest person in the class. I'm not. There was a much older man in there.
  
• The handicapped stall in the women's bathroom has a mirror directly across from the toilet. I do. not. need to see myself while on the toilet. Ever.
• I had to park WAY far away but I was still early. I enjoyed the walk.
• The teacher - or is it professor - was 10 minutes late. But that's ok because he's funny.
• He moved the start time of the class to 8:10, not 8. He said if we're there at 8:10, we're not late, but on time. If we arrive at 8:11, we're 11 minutes late. Logical, yes?
  
• We went over the syllabus - kinda.
• He told us we didn't need our books (that I paid over a hundo for).
  
• I only need 399 points to pass the class with a C, but I think I'm going to aim a little higher this time around. maybe.
  
• He had us get into lil groups and discuss a very important question that had everything to do with Math 5.
• Two people were in the wrong class and had to walk out as we all watched them. One guy was in the wrong building entirely. I'm glad that wasn't me.
• I had a little piece of all of my family with me. Brooklyn's backpack from last year. I used one of my Honey's pencils with the Carpenter info on it. I had Brenna's binder and folder. The binder and folder had Emma's beautiful artwork all over the inside. Having the reminders of my family mad me smile.
• The teach let us out at 8:50.
• The class wasn't scheduled to be out until 9:50.
  
• I didn't hear anyone complain.

Ok, so back to the topic questions. Here is the first one;
"If you had the opportunity to be truly happy for 365 days, BUT it's erased from your mind on Day 366, would you still want to have that experience?"

Topic two was more of a "Would you" scenario...
"I have $20,000 to offer you, BUT you cannot bathe, brush your teeth or wear deodorant for 3 months... would you do it?"

What are your thoughts on the two scenarios. I will do another post in a couple of days with the way I answered and some of the different answers others in the class gave.

• I'm looking forward to rockin' this class!
  

Day 3 - Tupperware Cabinet

So this my Day 3, although I skipped a couple on the calendar! It's my prerogative, right? Actually, on the real day 3, I was run down and sore from the surgery... something about doing too much and not taking it easy to give myself time to heal. And then Day 4 was my birthday.... 'nough said!

So Day 3 is the Tupperware cabinet. Well, we don't have one. We have a Tupperware drawer that sits in the bottom of our pantry. The Hubs and I tend to get really stressed and aggravated if we have a ton of plastic tubs laying a round so we recently switched to a new type and just use that kind. No more sour cream or butter containers and lids floating all over.

However, you can see from this beaut that the drawer had been pulled out and had accumulated some items that *do not* belong in a Tupperware drawer... like the last two pieces of a loaf of bread. And then there's a can of beets.
I took the whole drawer out, cleaned it and organized what little we had and put it back in the drawer. All of that took about 3 minutes.
Then when I went to put it back... *SIGH*.... the sight of the pantry floor overwhelmed me. I couldn't just put my nicely organized Tupperware drawer among all of that chaos! There was all of the crap that gets tossed in without looking to make sure lands in the right spot.
So, I swept it all out to the middle of the floor.

*gag* *GROSS*

I called the Hubs in to take a look at the area that he was supposedly supposed to be keeping up on and got a shameful look in return. He helped to throw out all the trash and I fixed the rest of it so I could put the Tupperware drawer in.

And in, it is! You can also see the pantry floor now.
*shaking head*rolling eyes*shrugging*huffing and puffing*

I know that the Pantry is coming up, but it's definitely going to have to wait for another day! Here's a pic so you can see what I have in store for me.

I said "DON"T JUDGE"!!!

Day 2 - The Desk

The Desk... dun dun DUN!
So here's my crappy little desk.
Complete with paper galore and an unfinished candy cane!

I'm actually really unhappy with my computer desk and the fact that it's in the *dining room*. gaw! One of these days I'll figure where a good place is for this whole contraption, but in the meantime it definitely needs the attention!

While I was at it, I decided to do the dining room table. (another catch-all spot)

So... viola! It's done.


And so is the dining room table! I just have to figure out which table cloth we're gonna go with and it'll be complete!

21 Day Challenge - Day 1 - Junk Drawer

So I've decided that for the next 21 days, I'm going to take part in a cleaning/organizing challenge. Everyone else is on day 9, I think, but I'm on Day 1. (I'm gonna blame this on the surgery)! =o) If you want to learn more about it, it originates from a great blog; a bowl full of lemons.

So here it is, Day 1 - the Junk Drawer
I didn't really feel like it was outrageously nasty, but it definitely needed some cleaning!

The first step is to empty it out and clean it. It took all of 2 mins to do that part.

Then I just put the lil Dollar Store baskets back in there and started putting the items back that I've actually used within the last couple of months.
Going through all the junk that I didn't realize was actually in there is what took the longest. Empty gum packets, broken stuff, kids school supplies (that actually belonged somewhere completely different).

You're supposed to put things in keep, giveaway, throwaway/garbage boxes but I didn't actually find anything that I would find worthy of donating or giving away. I'm sure that box will come in handy in the next 20 days, though.

So here it is, my nicer and cleaner junk drawer. I still don't think it looks super organized, but it'd definitely more clean without all that other stuff in there.

From start to finish, it took me 24 minutes!
If you want to read more about the challenge, you can click on the following button!!

To Know Her is To Love Her

Every once in a while, the mundane, never-ending processes of my day are broken up with a little surprise for mommy! I was uploading and editing pictures from the last couple of weeks and came across an unexpected batch - courtesy of our middle child! I hope they make you smile, too!

To know, know, know her,


Is to love, love, love her,


Just to see her smile,

Makes my life worthwhile,

To know, know, know her,


Is to love, love, love her

And I do,

Yes I do

Ooo-ooo-ooo