What day! It's only 8:52 am and already the nest is stirred. I'm wondering if this shit is ever going to change....or if anyone even really wants it to.
So this morning is the last chance to try to win a CHANCE at winning 4 Hannah Montana tickets for the Houston Rodeo.
We turned the radio on at 7:00am. We have it turned up pretty loud so everyone in the house can hear it over the blow dryers and the turtles(those things are noisy, I tell ya!)
No show at home, so we're on the road, dropping off everyone at school. Right before I drop off the big kids, it comes on...taking the 9th caller! Andddddddddd....we're off! Dial, busy, hang up, re-dial; dial, busy, hang up, re-dial.....you guessed it this goes on and on. After a couple of minutes I'm about to give up and stop, but Sara says, "Mom, you can't stop now, what if the 9th caller doesn't get the right answer? You have to be the next caller!"
.....*sigh* dial, busy, hang up, re-dial.....
We're listening...and I'm thinking..she's right, it could happen, the caller could get the wrong answer...and if she does...I could be next...of course it helps that I've got a (she thinks she's) certified Hannah Montana expert in the car with me. She's grillin me on things.
Hannah Montana's birthday is November 23rd!
Her name in the show is Myley Stewart..
Her real name is Destiny, Myley is just a nickname...
and she goes on and on...
The question asked???
On the Hannah Montana show, what is Myley's last name??
I'm yelling STEWART!! The phone's buzzing a buzy signal in my ear and Sara's crossing her fingers for this lady to get it wrong.
She must have had her own expert in the house, it took her 5 seconds to confer with her expert and spit out the correct answer.
Sara was devastated. I played it off, said next years concert is going to be even better than this one and that I heard the tickets they were giving away were horrible seats anyway.
She kissed me goodbye as we pulled up to her school and turns to me and says...
Bye Mom, see you at three and Mom,........
...yes, I say....
Thanks for trying....I love you.
*sniffle*...I love you too baby! See you at three
I'm a happy camper for the rest of the day.
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I think the love felt there, is much more than winning the tickets!
It certainly is :)
*screams and throws tantrum* One day, I'll get this HTML crap!
This is going to be sooo whacked up, but I want to write it down before I forget it.
Some guy driving a truck and pulling a boat backs into the tree that's right in front of my house.
*there's something else significant there, but I can't remember it*
Duke, our lab mix along with the remaining two puppies are sitting in front of window, the puppies, or at least one of them, is actually sitting on the windowsill. *I think to myself, how'd he get up there*. I look down, to see Duke covered in some sort of blanket of leaves.
I step outside the front door and there's a pile of rattlesnakes on the walkway, so I go back in side and take a peek out the window again. The dogs are still there, but now there's a pile of rattlesnakes all coiled up and ready to strike at me as I look thru the glass. I remember thinking, the poor puppies and Duke can't move or they'll get bitten!
Cut to something else, that I can't remember, but there was some significance to it, I'm sure.
When I come back to the window, one pile of snakes is half eaten, the longer haired puppy (who we've temporarily named Ruffles) has part of the snake in his mouth and he's chewing on it. The snake meat is red and the head of the snake is in the puppies mouth.
Next cut...I'm standing outside with whoever it is that backed up into my tree. I'm walking around with a car battery in my hand until someone (it's a man, but don't know who he is) tells me that I don' t need the battery anymore. Then, poof...I no longer have the battery, I don't see the man anymore, but the boat (it's white with blue striping, the truck is grey) is still in my yard.
I'm standing next to Sara in the front yard when I look down and see a small snake winding his way up the inside of her pantleg. I'm amazed that she's not screaming and hollaring. I reach down and grab the tail end of the snake just before it disappears completely into her pants and I pull it out and throw it away. There's no screaming from either of us (and I hate snakes!), there are others standing nearby, but I can't remember who they are. They don't get excited or scared either. Like it's completely natural for a snake to crawl up her pant leg and it's nothing for me to pull it out.
We go through the snake bit once more, a different snake though. I can't remember what the first one looked like, but I know it's different from this one. This one has red markings on it, that's all.
I'm awake now, I've got goosebumbs on my entire body and Sara has come to sleep in my bed sometime during the night. She's snuggled up next to me. My husband has just gotten up to get dressed for work and my alarm goes off about 3 minutes after I wake.
I've had some doozy dreams, but this one was just really weird.
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My right leg for some Hannah Montana tickets!~ Or at least that's what my daughter would give! We had a chance to get 4 tickets in the nosebleed section for $75.00. My husband said no way was he going to sit up there. He was sure we'd find more tickets in a better location.
I tried explaining to him that these suckers were gone before the news of them being on sale even hit our little town..but of course, he was certain we could do better.
I love my husband...but men can be such IDIOTS! I'm just glad we didn't tell Sara that there was even a slight possibility of us getting any tickets.
Next time, I dont' listen to the man, I tell ya that.
Every evening, I think of stuff that needs to be in here....and every morning, I think....'what the hell was I thinking about last night??'
CRS....I hate it!
You know, it's been a while since I was able to sit at home during the day and watch television. Today, I'm home with my daughter,and she's not feeling well, so we're just kicking back watching daytime TV.
The Price is Right comes on and mind you, the last time I watched this, Bob Barker was still groping the models. Drew Carey has taken over, and he's not all that, he's not as funny at it as I thought he might be, but the contestants...WOW! They jump and scream and act like they've won a prize just for having their names called.
Today, one guy, looks like he's come straight from Belushi's "Animal House". His name is called and he rushes screaming, hollering and jumping down the aisle. He goes flying towards his destination and takes a huge fall! Feet go flying up and then he jumps up screaming like nothing happened at all! So forward a few minutes and College boy gets the winning bid! Wooohoo! He jumps his way to Drew, after going the wrong direction on the stage (duhh..you wanna be where the host is!). On his way, you guessed it, he falls a few times! There's some blurring going on because college boy is showing the inevitable 'crack site' when he falls. At this point, my daughter and I are in stitches laughing so hard! Guess what? He wins the prize, damn near jumps in Drews lap and falls again!
So, spin the wheel time....he spins the wheel, takes a jumping start to get the wheel going and..............YEP! He falls again!!
He didn't win in the spin department, but jeesh..I haven't had this much laughter during the day in ages!
I may have to start taping this shit!
Copied from HellaciousRose's journal:
Body: McDonalds, Chuck E Cheese, Discovery Zone ... All places with ball pits in the children's play area.
One of my sons lost his watch, and was very upset. We dug and dug in those balls, trying to find his Watch. Instead, we found vomit, food, feces, and other stuff I do not want to discuss.
I went to the manager and raised heck. Come to find out, the ball pit
is only cleaned out once a month. I have doubts that it is even done
that often. My kids will never play in another ball pit.
Some of you might not be parents, but you may have nieces, nephews,
grandchildren, or friends with children.
This will pertain to you too. As I read the following, my heart sank.
I urge each and every one of you to pass this on to as many people as
you can. I cannot stress how important this is!
Hi. My name is Lauren Archer, my son Kevin and I lived in Midland , TN.
On October 2nd, 1999 I took my only son to McDonald's for his 3rd
birthday. After he finished lunch, I allowed him to play in the ball pit. When
he started whining later on, I asked him what was wrong, he pointed
to the back of his pull-up and simply said "Mommy, it hurts." I
couldn't find anything wrong with him at that time. I bathed him when
we got home, and it was at that point when I found a welt on his left
buttock.
Upon investigating, it seemed as if there was something like a
splinter under the welt. I made an appointment to see the doctor the
next day, but soon he started vomiting and shaking, then his eyes
rolled back into his head. From there, we went to the emergency room.
He died later that night. It turned out that the welt on his buttock
was the tip of a hypodermic needle that had broken off inside.
The autopsy revealed that Kevin had died from a heroine overdose. The
next week, the police removed the balls from the ball pit. There was
rotten food, several hypodermic needles: some full, some used;
knives, half-eaten candy, diapers, feces, and the stench of urine.
(You can find the article on Kevin Archer in the October 10,1999
issue of the Midland Chronicle.)
Don't think it's just McDonald's either. A little boy had been
playing in a ball pit @ a Burger King & started complaining of his
legs hurting. He later died too. He was found to have snake bites
all over his legs & buttocks. When they cleaned the ball pit they found that there was a copperhead's nest in the ball pit. He had suffered numerous bites from a very poisonous snake.
Repost this if it scares the crap out of you!! Repost this if you
care about kids!! Please forward this to all loving mothers, fathers
and anyone who loves and cares for children!! What has this world
come to??
If a child is not safe in a child's play area then where??
AND FYI:
In Florida and other places on the East Coast a group of people are
putting HIV/AIDS infected and filled needles underneath gas pump
handles, so when someone reaches to pick it up and put gas in their
car, they get stabbed with it. 16 people have been a victim of this
crime so far and 10 tested HIV positive. Instead of posting that
stupid crap about how your love life will suck for years to come if
you don't re-post, post this.
It's important to inform people, even if you don't drive, a family
member might, and what if they were next?
CHECK UNDER THE HANDLE BEFORE YOU GRAB IT!!
Checking gas pumps...and no playing in ball pits. Hell, I'VE been in those damn things!!
A mother was working in the kitchen listening to her 5-year-old son
Playing with his new electric train in the living room. She heard the
Train stop and her son saying,
'All of you sons of bitches who want off, get the hell off now...cause
This is the last stop!
And all of you sons of bitches who are getting on, get your asses in
The train...cause we're going down the tracks.'
The horrified mother went in and told her son, 'We don't use that
Kind of language in this house.
Now I want you to go to your room and you are to stay there for TWO
HOURS.
When you come out, you may play with your train...but I want you to
Use nice language.' Two hours later, the son came out o f the bedroom
And resumed playing with his train.
Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say...
'All passengers, please remember your things, thank you and hope your
Trip was a pleasant one. We hope you will ride with us again soon.'
She heard her little darling continue...'For those of you just
Boarding, remember, there is no smoking in the train. We hope you will
Have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today.'
As the mother began to smile, the child added,
'For those of you who are pissed off about the TWO HOUR delay, please
See the bitch in the kitchen..'
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I don’t understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine’s Day. When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon.
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I prefer them a bit older myself too..and not so chubby, and with a good strong weapon!
Stolen from Images' journal. What the hell, it was funny.
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It's a fibroid cyst. Nothing more than that. I was so relieved when the doctor called late yesterday afternoon. She said that Jenn will need to come back in 6 months and have it checked out again, it's possible that it will even be gone in 6 months.
Of course we are all super excited about this news. It's a great weight lifted.
The weird thing is...last night, I had the most horrible dream about my son having a tumor that was attached to the bone. Of course, I don't put a lot of stock in the dreams I have. I've had some real doozies. It was just strange when I woke up this morning and remembered this one. Very vividly.
Who knows...strange.
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I am so glad about the good news. That must've been worrying.
Im sure the dream about your son was just some of the worry from your daughter coming out, because you've been thinking of it alot.
It's over, try not to worry anymore...
I got an IM this morning....what a way to start the day.
IMer: sup
Me: Hi there
IMer: sup
Me: not much..and you?
IMer: whats up
Me: nothing much...what's up with you?
IMer: nada
I tried. Please don't tell me this is how my day will go.
My 16 year old found a lump on her breast Thursday. I wanted to take her to the doctor on Friday, but she insisted on waiting until Monday. Her powerlifting meet was important and she didn't want to miss it.
So...here we go! Yesterday I took her to the doc. Of course we have to find a female doc because she refuses to be touched by a man (as a mom, I'm liking this news!). So the doctor completes the exam and sure enough, she's got a marble sized mass right above her left breast. It moves pretty freely, so the doctor is pretty sure that it's just a cyst. She doesn't want Jenn to have to go thru a mammogram just yet, so we'll start out with the ultrasound and see how that goes. If we don't get conclusive results with the ultrasound, then we'll go straight to the mammogram.
The doctor seems optimistic, and that's always good, but it doesn't stop me from worrying. Jeesh, she's only 16!
If you're out there and your reading this...keep your fingers crossed for her, would ya? Thanks bunches.
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Im keeping my fingers crossed, I hope its nothing serious & you recieve good news...
....and I'm in again. I didn't think I'd be that upset if VR wasn't available to me, but ya know, it kinda got to me yesterday. Not being able to log in was a pain, but I kept thinking about the crazy forum posts I was gonna miss, the loads of journals still out there to read, the odd and fascinating pictures still not seen.
Ok, ok...I missed the place.
Thanks to Pamela and of course, Cancer for helping me get back to this wild and crazy place.
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