Sick

We are all sick.

A-freaking-gain.

Enough is enough already!

The Eye of Sauron

Abby hit her head yesterday. Pretty hard. She was running full bore across the dining room and when she hit the carpet of the living room she tripped head first into the corner of the love seat.

She didn't cry very much but the goose egg on her forehead... With the red line marking the center of it, no kidding the first thing I thought was that it looked like the evil eye from Lord of the Rings. I almost took her to the ER but she went back to normal and was playing fine.

But it is hard. Seeing your child with a huge boo-boo. Every time she crawled into my lap yesterday all I could do was look at the gigantic bump on her head and imagine it was telling me it would destroy the Shire if I didn't return The One Ring.

The Eye of Sauron isn't so big today and her forehead almost looks normal again. But still, a parent can't help feel bad about that kind of stuff.

Fort Hood

How can I not talk about this in today's blog entry.

It is a terrible terrible thing that has happened and I am praying for all the soldiers and their families who are currently at Fort Hood.

My best friend Lindsay is out of Fort Hood... that is where we met. But fortunately she is home with her parents so I don't have to worry about her quite as much.

It is hard watching this on the news and seeing all the places I went with my husband and newborn son on an almost daily basis when we lived there. My thoughts are with everyone involved in this terrible tragedy today. Fort Hood will never be the same again.

And I already missed a day...

My friend Lisa informed the masses, in her really great vlog, about National Blog Posting Month. It is going on right now for the month of November and basically it just encourages everyone to post a blog entry of some sort every every day.

Four days in and I missed a day. But in all fairness, I didn't know about it before today, haha.

I have decided that I am going to participate in this. I have so much on my mind and need something to focus on that isn't school. Something for me, even if it is just blog posting. I registered on the site but the blogroll is already closed so I am just going to do this on my own. Who really reads this thing anyway?

Owl Quilt

Here are a few pictures of my latest creation. It is a bright owl rag quilt made from flannel. I said I made it for Abby, but I loved it so much I will have to make her something else, lol.

Happy Halloween!

We went trick-or-treating in our neighborhood last night, but honestly it wasn't very much fun. Of the houses on our street, only about 1 out of every 4 were passing out candy. And there weren't very many kids either. We got our last trick-or-treater at 7:15.

The kids were cute though. Charlie dressed up as Thomas the Train and Abby was a lovebug. It was incredibly hot and Abby's costume was definitely made for colder weather so she didn't wear it for very long. But it was a fun Halloween, I guess.

Up to my elbows...

My kitchen sink clogged yesterday. I have never had a kitchen sink clog before and I didn't want to call housing because I knew they would bitch me out for putting pasta down the garbage disposal even though I am really not supposed to do that.

I went to bed last night with the sink still clogged praying that it would just eventually drain on its own, because hey, miracles happen, right?

I woke up this morning, not to a drained sink, but rather a very stinky kitchen. Yuck. So I figured I could fix this problem myself since I did once work in a hardware store and sold plumbing parts all the time.

Hahahaha! I am just going to admit my blonde moment. I don't know what I was thinking, putting my biggest mixing bowl underneath there when obviously there was more water both sides of the sink than it could hold. In my defense, however, it was early and I was still recovering from the migraine I had the night before.

I unscrewed the attachments to the "trap" (as my husband calls it) and I am sure you can guess what happened next. It was like an explosion of gross water and ground up pasta shells. EVERYWHERE. Naturally, the bowl was full in like two seconds and there was standing water all over the bottom of the cabinet and kitchen floor.

Fortunately, I did find the clog and got the pipes back together with no issues. The problem: a whole Popsicle stick and a wrapper to what I am suspecting was an ice cream bar. Thanks Charlie!

Charlie

Charlie has recently been diagnosed as having a Speech and Developmental Delay.

Needless to say, I have been very upset about this. But my feelings aside, it is something that has to be worked on diligently if we want him to be able to start school on time.

After his evaluation yesterday, she determined that he needs therapy twice a week. Plus, they want me to get him therapy two more times a week through the school system. And enroll him in pre-school. Pre-school is just not possible right now because he has to be potty trained first and I don't know what to tell them... we are working on it but it is not going well.

Plus, they told me that they think Abby needs to have her speech evaluated as well. So at her next well-baby appointment, I will ask her PCM about it.

I am sad. I feel like I failed as a parent. :(

Post Office and Halloween boxes

So, I did some Halloween themed boxes to send to Stuart. I got way too much and ended up having to pack two boxes full, lol. He should have more than enough to share with some of the other guys.

I actually put them together last weekend but piddled around with them because I really hate going to the post office. And since they changed the customs forms... well, I hadn't quite figured them out yet.

Thursday rolls around and I figure that I better get them mailed out so they will, in fact, get there by Halloween so he can enjoy them on the holiday for which they were intended. I filled out the forms with a little help from Lindsay and me and my for once very well-behaved kids were off to mail them out.

I get there and immediately I can tell that this postal worker lady is not going to be nice. As with most boxes I mail out, I put that it contained reading material and snacks. Which wasn't a total lie because it did contain candy and one of the boxes had some audio books and a few magazines in it.

Apparently, that no longer flies with the post office. I needed to be specific. I asked if it would be okay if I wrote chips next to snacks and she replied "I would prefer it if you would specify what is in the box more clearly than that" with an obvious eye roll. After a few more minutes of berating and patronizing I was just ready to get out of there. But not before she lectured me on how she "would let it slide this one time but I better do it right the next time."

I also asked her about the new forms because I wasn't sure where I was supposed to put everything. She rolled her eyes again and said "they are exactly the same as the old ones... I don't understand why you people are having so many issues with these forms." So I said, well with the new blocks, I didn't know where to put the APO stuff. She then preceded to tell me that it wasn't her job to tell me where to put the address on the form and that hopefully it would get there. With another eye roll.

I was very disappointed with the service at the post office. Being on post, I would think that they would have this process down pat with mailing out boxes for military families. And she can roll her eyes all she wants at me, but I sure as hell won't be letting her wait on me again next time I need to mail something out.

So, am I just dumb about the customs forms?

Pressure...

I am under a lot of pressure now because guess who has all of the sudden decided to take an interest in my blog?

My husband.

That's right, he is one of my newest blog readers. I guess I had better step it up and write something good...