Friday, April 22, 2011

Good Friday? We'll see.

Here's how it happened.....
I may have had an incident yesterday. The entire day I was focused and on track with household duties. 
When the kids got home from school I even had them doing really well and ready for the evening softball game. 
With an extra 30 minutes to spare I decide to put my research on the baby weeping willow cherry tree infestation problem to work . 
Warning: If you can't handle spiders then don't read the rest of this. 

Hubbie and kids saw a spider on the tree, I found a cluster of tiny bright green egg sacs and there was webbing on the tree. 
I destroyed  the eggs sacs (odd: they were empty), cut back the dead part of the limbs, removed as much webbing as I could and felt a little freakish about dealing with a spider issue - even though I killed it.
I kept feeling as if I had something on me, BUT knew I didn't and just tried to remain calm. 
While hosing down the tree I find an itty bitty something on my right arm. I flick it off and do a ewwww dance. 
I look closer and realize there was more than one. 
Starting to lose it. 
They are all over my arms....on my skin....they can be seen on my white shirt. 
Now. I'm. Freaking. Out. 
My first instinct is to declothe and spray myself down right there in the back yard. I had my belt and shoes off before I got inside. I had mostly everything else off before I got to the washing machine. I make a dash for the shower and toss my underoos and brazier in the sink with the water running. 
I might be on the verge of hyperventilating and crying at this point. Ok. I was crying. I can't stand spiders and I can NOT handle that many on me. Ewwww....on me!!! 
After scrubbing all my 3000 body parts - I hear the dog whining outside the bathroom door. I shush her. She starts again. I shush her. She starts again and this time I can hear the 2nd grader's voice with some alarm in her tone coming towards my bedroom. 
I opened the shower door to see lots of water and realize the sink drain was clogged by the garments and caused overflowing. It only took half a second to realize that the 2nd grader was going to tell me that the water was going through the ceiling downstairs in the kitchen. 
Now I am extremely close to a mental breakdown....... it was pretty bad. Thankfully we had the worst of it cleaned up (using EVERY towel in the house) before hubbie walked in the door. I will say the ceiling could have been WAAAY worse. 

So, apparently the shower isn't the only thing that needed grout work or recaulking. Ugh - add that and ceiling repainting to my project list. 

Somehow we made it to the softball game and the girls won. The 7th grader in the house, walked up to me at the game and said mom - stop. there's something on your.....then she proceeds to remove something from my neck. I freeze (and fight back tears from fear that the shower didn't take) and ask with a very shaky voice if there are more. 
"Nope, you're good."When we got home I looked at the white shirt - there were still some on there - but were not alive. 

I worked on an ambulance and have seen some horrible things, I don't scare easy, I remain calm in emergency situations ...but I can NOT do spiders. 
I still have the heebie jeebies. I may need therapy. 
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Thursday, April 21, 2011

Baby Monkey

......riding backwards On a Pig.

Yay! I finally got that I Whip My Hair Back and Forth Song replaced in my head.

Song available On itunes

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Wednesday Random Thoughts

  • Well here we go. I guess today would be the first official day as a SAHM (that's the abbreviation for Stay At Home Mom's that we give ourselves).
  • For an incredibly long time (since early November) I have been off work with bilateral carpal tunnel. After anti-inflammatory, steroids, physical therapy all failed to help - I ended up having bilateral open carpal tunnel release surgery to relieve pressure off the median nerve.
  • No, I did not go with the Brown Method.
  • For anyone that truly believes that the surgery is a quick fix is incredibly ill informed. (I mention this because I read a comment someone posted about me.)
  • The recovery for this takes about a year to be back to normal --- and there is a good chance that 100% flexibility and strength may not be possible.
  • I loved the company I was working for and had full respect for management - but maybe the job that demanded so much typing wasn't meant for my skinny little wrists.
  • My right wrist is still swollen and painful at time - but it is getting better. I'm on the path to recovery.
  • So, after much discussions - hubbie and I decided to attempt to manage to live without my income.
  • (Please, please, PLULEEZE someone buy the ole house. FAST.)
  • So here we are. Day 1 of At Home Me.
  • I need to get some organization to my daily schedule. Any suggestions? There's gotta be some tricks to keep me on track.
  • Oh yea, my laptop hard drive crashed over the weekend.
  • I just dropped the Family Cat off at the Vet. She is really curious what it means to "get fixed". The vet tech LOVES her and thinks she is adorable!! hahahaha!
  • Younger daughter turns out to be quite the softball player. Older daughter - takes after me - she tried out for every sport in athletics to only make the cross country team (which lets everyone run). 
  • Hubbie hasn't been committed yet. yet. 
  • Keeping plants alive may no longer be my special talent in life. Apparently. 

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Breaking news

I'm back to blogging.

Thank you all that sent little encouraging messages while I was on the injured list. More later that fun.
This morning I went back to the doc and was given a full release.
Then I quit my job.
Oh boy. This outta be a journey.

As a gift to you, I bring you a pic of Hot CNN reporter who is covering the situation in the gulf.

I'm not really sure what the situation was or is.