Seth and I went to Toys R Us yesterday where he decided that he wanted to live. When it was time to go he became very upset and was trying to run away from me while I was holding his hand. Then he cried all of the way home and then when we dressed him in his PJS and while he was in bed he continued crying.
Finally I went in there and he explained that he couldn't move his right arm. And it hurt with any movement.
To the ER we went. :(
He was diagnosed with Nursemaid's elbow- or elbow dislocation- that was simply repaired by the Dr. popping it back in to place. Seth was such a good boy. I was proud.
He's good as new now.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I guess the drama will end now.
David was fired. But fortunately, the 16 year old was fired as well. I am not too pleased and it is an understatement to say I am disappointed in him. I am wavering between anger and sadness and anger again.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Oooooooh, 16 year olds make me livid!!
I guess I should be more specific since I am certain there are many good, decent 16 year olds out there.
Remember the girl that was in love with David? Last night at work he was out in the parking lot in the car with a beer. All of the work was done and he was waiting to clock out. This girl comes out and sits in the car all upset over something. David left her in the car alone while he went in to do something and apparently she drank some of the beer, unbeknownst to him.
Well, once her father picked her up he must have smelled alcohol on her and she told him that David gave her a beer so the father called the nursing home administrator to complain that he was going to have David arrested for contributing to a minor. So David will likely lose his job. If not get arrested.
Now there are several lessons to be learned here and I have already discussed them with David
1. Never ever drink on the job. Technically David wasn't clocked out yet so he shouldn't have doing that anyway. But alcohol has this hold on David and I married him knowing that.
2. Listen to your wife, she's might just be right. I advised David not to speak to this girl anymore since I thought it would just lead to trouble. I took her as a crazy 16 year old girl that could not be trusted. David said she was his friend. Unfortunately I was right.
3. Don't think that because someone is your friend that they won't turn on you. that's exactly what she did and now David is in a mess because of her.
If David loses his job, who cares? It's a low paying job and he could get another. Now I know he will never talk to her again. Last night she was talking about suicide and David was concerned. Now he said he could care less what she does. I don't feel bad for her in the least. I just wish David was a bit wiser at choosing friends.
Remember the girl that was in love with David? Last night at work he was out in the parking lot in the car with a beer. All of the work was done and he was waiting to clock out. This girl comes out and sits in the car all upset over something. David left her in the car alone while he went in to do something and apparently she drank some of the beer, unbeknownst to him.
Well, once her father picked her up he must have smelled alcohol on her and she told him that David gave her a beer so the father called the nursing home administrator to complain that he was going to have David arrested for contributing to a minor. So David will likely lose his job. If not get arrested.
Now there are several lessons to be learned here and I have already discussed them with David
1. Never ever drink on the job. Technically David wasn't clocked out yet so he shouldn't have doing that anyway. But alcohol has this hold on David and I married him knowing that.
2. Listen to your wife, she's might just be right. I advised David not to speak to this girl anymore since I thought it would just lead to trouble. I took her as a crazy 16 year old girl that could not be trusted. David said she was his friend. Unfortunately I was right.
3. Don't think that because someone is your friend that they won't turn on you. that's exactly what she did and now David is in a mess because of her.
If David loses his job, who cares? It's a low paying job and he could get another. Now I know he will never talk to her again. Last night she was talking about suicide and David was concerned. Now he said he could care less what she does. I don't feel bad for her in the least. I just wish David was a bit wiser at choosing friends.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Seth, a boy of many names.
This kid has quite the imagination, today he was running around announcing that he was Bob the builder, "I will fix it!" he yelled. For some odd reason he had insisted on wearing these elbow length red gloves that I had from an old Halloween costume. Does Bob the builder wear gloves? Anyway, it was cute. He was fixing our walls. I don't seem to notice a difference but I suppose the thought is what counts. :)
Later on in the evening he announced he was a beaver. I simply don't know where that came from.
Other days he's a robot, or superman, a cat, a dog, even a baby. It's quite difficult to keep track of who he is throughout a day.
Sean has three teeth now and is almost "cruising" the furniture. Thank goodness he finally figured out how to get down from a standing position without falling on his head. Now he puts his hands down so he falls into a crawling position. He can sort of sit but he just doesn't remain in one place long enough to sit for any length of time. He is the happiest baby I have ever known. He loves to laugh, but so does Seth.
Anytime Seth hears anyone laugh he asks, "What's so funny?"
I always tell him" You're funny!" and he laughs. He'll probably develop a complex one day but we'll worry about tthat when the time comes.
Meanwhile, David and I work excessively. Him at home and me at work. I picked up another shift on Sunday so that will be a total of 24 hours of overtime. My next paycheck should be nice. But I am exhausted. I feel like I need more sleep- even when I first wake up. No one ever said life was easy!
Later on in the evening he announced he was a beaver. I simply don't know where that came from.
Other days he's a robot, or superman, a cat, a dog, even a baby. It's quite difficult to keep track of who he is throughout a day.
Sean has three teeth now and is almost "cruising" the furniture. Thank goodness he finally figured out how to get down from a standing position without falling on his head. Now he puts his hands down so he falls into a crawling position. He can sort of sit but he just doesn't remain in one place long enough to sit for any length of time. He is the happiest baby I have ever known. He loves to laugh, but so does Seth.
Anytime Seth hears anyone laugh he asks, "What's so funny?"
I always tell him" You're funny!" and he laughs. He'll probably develop a complex one day but we'll worry about tthat when the time comes.
Meanwhile, David and I work excessively. Him at home and me at work. I picked up another shift on Sunday so that will be a total of 24 hours of overtime. My next paycheck should be nice. But I am exhausted. I feel like I need more sleep- even when I first wake up. No one ever said life was easy!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
48 hours
48 hours is how many hours I worked in the last 4 days. 32 of them being on Saturday and Sunday. Yes, I agree, double shifts are exhausting-but the paycheck sure is nice. It really is sad not to see my boys for two whole days though. I feel like a piss poor mom, but at the same time maybe I am a good mom because I work so hard to make sure they have a roof over their head and food to eat?
Some days I feel as if I live at my work. Good thing I don't mind my job.
David thinks I am writing about him in my blog so I am going to prove him right.
How can people get so worked up over football? He yells at the TV when his team screws up and claps and cheers when they score. Each time it scares the crap out of me because I don't know when he will begin to yell. I want to say. "It's a stinkin' game, for Pete's sake!" but I am sure he is aware of that so I will hold my tongue until football season is over.
Does "football season" mean I can go hunting and killing footballs because, trust me, I will!
Some days I feel as if I live at my work. Good thing I don't mind my job.
David thinks I am writing about him in my blog so I am going to prove him right.
How can people get so worked up over football? He yells at the TV when his team screws up and claps and cheers when they score. Each time it scares the crap out of me because I don't know when he will begin to yell. I want to say. "It's a stinkin' game, for Pete's sake!" but I am sure he is aware of that so I will hold my tongue until football season is over.
Does "football season" mean I can go hunting and killing footballs because, trust me, I will!
Seth's "scary movie"
I discovered this band on Perez Hilton's site and actually find it quite catchy. It's an Australian band called "Operator Please" and Seth likes to watch the video over and over referring to it as a "scary movie". It's really not too bad a song for a bunch of teenagers.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Please, please buy my husbands hunk of crap.....
It's littering my lawn! David's truck is far too expensive for us to maintain. It needs a little work and we just can't keep up with it-David's is a little ,um, mechanically challenged. Besides the gas mileage is terrible.
So he has placed it in the newspaper to sell so that we can hopefully unload the thing and but my friend Tammy's Honda Civic so David wouldn't be stranded at home every day.
So far, not one call.
We are a little sad.
If you are in need, please give me a call. It's big and roomy and is 4x4. So that has to count for something, right? Unfortunately we can't afford to give the thing away so you'll have to pay the couple grand we spent to buy it in the first place. The money is going to a good cause, think of it that way.
So he has placed it in the newspaper to sell so that we can hopefully unload the thing and but my friend Tammy's Honda Civic so David wouldn't be stranded at home every day.
So far, not one call.
We are a little sad.
If you are in need, please give me a call. It's big and roomy and is 4x4. So that has to count for something, right? Unfortunately we can't afford to give the thing away so you'll have to pay the couple grand we spent to buy it in the first place. The money is going to a good cause, think of it that way.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Is that how the line is supposed to read? Forgive me if I am incorrect but Shakespeare simply bores me to tears..
I did my double shift yesterday and what a long, long day it was. It wasn't helped by the fact that I felt as if someone was playing drums from inside my skull. I foolishly took something for the excruciating pain in the middle of the night on an empty stomach- dumb idea. I spent much of the morning very nauseated and more than once had to quickly and rudely walk away from my patient so I could go throw up. Ew, what a horrible morning. I did end up feeling better and was able to take an Excedrin Migrane that someone had given me that did the trick. Thank God! I spent the rest of the shift feeling like a brand new woman! I think the caffeine in it helped pep me up as well. I definitely appreciated that side effect.
Now I have agreed to work two doubles this weekend so I will be very, very busy and most certainly will be hating my existence on Monday morning as I head off to work my 5th shift in 3 days.
But the paycheck will be nice and I might as well get the hours while I can.
Many days I feel awfully sorry for myself because I work so hard and never seem to have enough $$. Will Sean and Seth resent me some day because I was working so much? I know first hand that absence makes one's heart fonder beacuse I miss them so much when I am at work. I hope they will understand one day.
I did my double shift yesterday and what a long, long day it was. It wasn't helped by the fact that I felt as if someone was playing drums from inside my skull. I foolishly took something for the excruciating pain in the middle of the night on an empty stomach- dumb idea. I spent much of the morning very nauseated and more than once had to quickly and rudely walk away from my patient so I could go throw up. Ew, what a horrible morning. I did end up feeling better and was able to take an Excedrin Migrane that someone had given me that did the trick. Thank God! I spent the rest of the shift feeling like a brand new woman! I think the caffeine in it helped pep me up as well. I definitely appreciated that side effect.
Now I have agreed to work two doubles this weekend so I will be very, very busy and most certainly will be hating my existence on Monday morning as I head off to work my 5th shift in 3 days.
But the paycheck will be nice and I might as well get the hours while I can.
Many days I feel awfully sorry for myself because I work so hard and never seem to have enough $$. Will Sean and Seth resent me some day because I was working so much? I know first hand that absence makes one's heart fonder beacuse I miss them so much when I am at work. I hope they will understand one day.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Hot water: good, cold water: bad
We had a new hot water heater installed. And we had a plumber friend do it so it was much cheaper than it should have been. Hallelujah, especially since we barely had the money for the cheap price.
Now if only Calgon could take me away to a nice hot, bubble bath with some candles.....
The boys are extra cranky today. Actually the patients at work were a little extra crazy today so maybe there is a weird moon phase going on.
Maybe the whole world has gone nuts.
In any case- a super big thank you to Anthony for installing the hot water heater. There are good people in the world. :)
Now if only Calgon could take me away to a nice hot, bubble bath with some candles.....
The boys are extra cranky today. Actually the patients at work were a little extra crazy today so maybe there is a weird moon phase going on.
Maybe the whole world has gone nuts.
In any case- a super big thank you to Anthony for installing the hot water heater. There are good people in the world. :)
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Unpopular Mechanics
Yesterday David's truck broke down on the way to work. Marva took me to work so he could have the car for Seth's Dr. appt. When we pulled up at the house this afternoon, I found it odd that a hose was draining water from my garage while David threw various wet objects onto the driveway.
Yep, the hot water heater died. We knew it would happen one of these days. Now we have to find a way to purchase and install a new one for as cheap as possible.
Either that or I could continue to have David boil water for our baths like he did this evening. Ha ha, I felt like we were a poor farm family 100 years ago.
I don't enjoy these bumps in the road.
Seth and I bonded over doing some cleaning and painting in our wet, messy garage. He was a mess-still has some paint in his hair actually.
You know, as frustrating as this past year has been, one day when I am old and tired and lonely, I will miss these days of my life. Empty bank account and all!
Seth's appointment went well. He is in the 25% for everything-he's just a small kid. But he's developing normally and they were very impressed at how well spoken he was. Apparently he made the comment that he wanted to see the Dr. because he was sick *cough, cough*
Yes, he actually did fake coughs.
He was very brave when they checked his hemoglobin- the results, of course, were normal.
All is well.
Yep, the hot water heater died. We knew it would happen one of these days. Now we have to find a way to purchase and install a new one for as cheap as possible.
Either that or I could continue to have David boil water for our baths like he did this evening. Ha ha, I felt like we were a poor farm family 100 years ago.
I don't enjoy these bumps in the road.
Seth and I bonded over doing some cleaning and painting in our wet, messy garage. He was a mess-still has some paint in his hair actually.
You know, as frustrating as this past year has been, one day when I am old and tired and lonely, I will miss these days of my life. Empty bank account and all!
Seth's appointment went well. He is in the 25% for everything-he's just a small kid. But he's developing normally and they were very impressed at how well spoken he was. Apparently he made the comment that he wanted to see the Dr. because he was sick *cough, cough*
Yes, he actually did fake coughs.
He was very brave when they checked his hemoglobin- the results, of course, were normal.
All is well.
Friday, October 05, 2007
If at first you don't succeed, Try, try again.
Sean personifies this lovely quote. Not in a way that comforts me though.
He wants to stand so badly and he pulls up on anything anywhere in order to do it. Unfortunately, he falls down alot. Much of the time he falls backward and bonks his noggin.
I hope this child has a full head of hair throughout his life because I feel like his head will be very dented at this rate. Nothing so sad as a dented child. So far he just has some bruises.
I figure if all boys were seriously mentally damaged from the amount of bumps and falls and blows to the head they receive then all men would be running around with a few marbles missing upstairs if you know what I mean.
Actually this theory might explain quite alot.
I was driving yesterday when some person slammed on their brakes in front of me causing me to stop quickly- I was probably following too closely, knowing myself. All of the sudden Mr. driving expert Seth yells out ,"Hey what's that all about!"
The backseat driving begins early ,I guess.
He wants to stand so badly and he pulls up on anything anywhere in order to do it. Unfortunately, he falls down alot. Much of the time he falls backward and bonks his noggin.
I hope this child has a full head of hair throughout his life because I feel like his head will be very dented at this rate. Nothing so sad as a dented child. So far he just has some bruises.
I figure if all boys were seriously mentally damaged from the amount of bumps and falls and blows to the head they receive then all men would be running around with a few marbles missing upstairs if you know what I mean.
Actually this theory might explain quite alot.
I was driving yesterday when some person slammed on their brakes in front of me causing me to stop quickly- I was probably following too closely, knowing myself. All of the sudden Mr. driving expert Seth yells out ,"Hey what's that all about!"
The backseat driving begins early ,I guess.
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