Sunday, April 20, 2008

People are so odd

I've had strep throat about six times this school year, including my most recent diagnosis from last week. Last time I had it, I think February, my doctor decided that enough is enough and I need to get my tonsils out. That's planned for June 11. Until then, I just have to suffer through never ending bouts of strep and repeated rounds of antibiotics.

I've tried to do my own research on this to find a way to make my life less miserable between now and the impending tonsillectomy. In my most recent search, I decided to view the images associated with strep throat. I expected to see some clinical shots and even those lovely unrealistic medical text book drawings. I found a few of those, but primarily, I found lots of shots of people who took pics of their gross looking throats and posted them for the world to see.

WHY? I mean, when I feel strep coming on, I sneak a peak at my tonsils to confirm my suspicions. Strep is nasty looking. I don't want YOU to see my tonsils, even on a good day. Why, oh, why would anyone think that their buddies would like to see their infected pus-filled throats? EEEEEWWW.

I'm grossed out enough for today. I guess I'll save the search on hemorrhoids for another day!

Saturday, April 19, 2008

The Battle of the Pink Purse

Jackson is a bully. I love him, but he's not the nicest brother in the world to Sam. Samuel, on the other hand, is as sweet as he can be, but he's a bit of a whiner. I'm frequently required to mediate struggles between the two. I'm working on teaching Sam to fight back, but so far, no luck.

Anyway, the boys are playing in their little area this afternoon. Sam has made some soup and he's pretending to eat it. Jack is racing cars. One of them discovers this little pink purse that Audrey plays with. After some back and forth, Sam decides to carry it around for a while. Jack doesn't seem to first. He goes on about his business playing. Suddenly, I hear this ear piercing wail, unmistakably Sam. I check out the situation and hear myself uttering the following phrase, "Hey, Jack, don't take his purse away!"

You know what they say...boys will be boys!

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Wrong on so many levels...

Yesterday, I was cruising down I-75 behind this old-man looking truck with Ohio tags. He had several bumper stickers, but without glasses, I couldn't really make them all out. However, one had large enough font that I could see the first line, but I had to do a bit of tailgating to get the full message.

I'll transcribe it as it was printed, but the italics and red lettering are mine:


Now, aside from being mortified by the sheer tackiness of the message, I was fully appalled at the fact that someone would spend perfectly good money printing bumper stickers without proofreading first.

In fact, if it had read "you're" instead, I probably would have just rolled my eyes and not wasted my time blogging about it. Aren't you lucky!

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

One of my projects!

This is the baby blanket I made for my friend Kim!

Spring Break at last!

I've sooooo enjoyed the first half of my spring break. I've done very little of consequence and I've managed to shore up some much needed rest. I feel like a new woman.

I've had the opportunity to work a little on some of my craft projects. I finished a baby blanket for my friend Kim, and started one for my friend Erin. I bought materials for a granny square afghan that I'm going to start when I finish the blanket I'm working on now. I have also started researching beading. I think I would enjoy making jewelry, but I'm not yet sure how to get started without spending a small fortune. I never thought I would become "crafty" but it is happening!