Jul 062011
 

Now, does everyone want to know how wickedly awesome I am?  I mean, like so amazing that people gasp and stare at the amazingness that is me.

So so awesome, that I had to get 2 root canals today.  Not one my friends, oh no, I go big or go home, and I got 2.  They were running a deal, 2 for the price of one, so I figured why not, lets do another one while we’re in there.

Obviously that’s not the case.  Me, the cute little girl that has never had a cavity in her life who everyone hated, went to the dentist recently because of tooth pain.  I didn’t know what said tooth pain meant as I have never had tooth pain, because again, never had a cavity.  The dentist comes in with that solemn look on her face and said you have some cavities.  I said I do?  And wait…some?  meaning…more than one?!  She said oh yes, you have 3.  One bad enough that you need a root canal, and two that can be filled, well one is really borderline.  I laughed, scoffed even, and told her she must be looking at x-rays that belonged to someone else.

Well, as luck would have it, in a years time, I got 3 cavities.  Really.  They filled the 2 the other day, and alas, the one borderline one started to hurt.  So when I went in today to get my one really bad one, he decided that he really should do both.  So he drilled and scraped and made my face hurt like no ones business today.  And of course it wasn’t 2 for the price of one. It was, well, we all know how much a root canal costs.  Even before the crowns.

As I sit here in this ever increasing pain, my body is trying to fall asleep.  I don’t know if it’s from the stress, or the extreme amount of Novocaine, or my body just wants to sleep to heal itself.  All I know is that I’m having flash backs to Drug Studies from my freshman year at Ithaca and can’t keep my eyes open.

But – I’m off to take my lovely little to his very own dentist appointment.  Maybe they’ll let me sleep through it. Eh.

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Dec 232009
 

Someone shoot me for saying “gotta say.”  What the hell.  Why are people letting this go on so long?  I’m seriously disappointed.

The truck got dropped off tonight to be fixed tomorrow.  “Supposedly” fixed I should say.  So many other things, like the transmission I got not working, or something else being wrong, or maybe it really wasn’t even the transmission that was shot are much more likely to happen than the truck actually being fixed.  The truck being to a point where it is workable and driving is I’d say, about 7%.  All those other things are much more likely.

I got a B in one class.  I can’t believe it.  It’s actually blowing my mind.   Makes me sad…I wouldn’t care so much besides the fact that my entire life is depending on grad school.  And since  I don’t know anyone, grad school isn’t going to come as easily to me as to all the other traditional students.  I suck at life.  Why does everything have to be so much harder for me?

And….Erik’s sick.  I mean like, sick sick.  Erik never gets sick.  Ever.  He was running a high fever today, well what I consider high.  It was 102.6 at one point.  It was making me nervous.  He is finally in his own bed sleeping though.  We watched 7 movies today, and he started an 8th.  Then he finally passed out.  I ended up laying in bed with him all day because my psyche reverted back to that of a first time mom with a newborn.  Erik hasn’t had a fever since…um…he was a tiny infant?  Not a really serious fever anyway.  He has had the sniffles, and some other minor stuff, but nothing this bad.  I was freaked out, and still am.  I keep checking on him every half an hour.  Okay okay I know a bit much, and he is 3 so I should have calmed down by now.  But he is my boy, and if Brandon and I don’t love and take care of him he will never know what it’s like.  And he deserves that, and so much more.  *sigh*  If he doesn’t feel better by 8:30 am he will be going to the Dr.

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So we’re nearing that time again.  It’s almost the end of the semester.  I have one final, and two papers left.  I only have one more class to attend.  I had a exam yesterday, and it was brutal to say the least.  Hopefully I pass that class!  Yea, ME!  I know, it’s crazy.  There was one question I didn’t answer at all.  I mean, at all.  I drew a couple little pictures.  Ha.

So sorry that we haven’t posted a lot lately (but maybe I’m apologizing to myself?)  The truck is d-e-d (yes I missed the A on purpose) so life is stressful.  Brandon had to take a personal day today to go out to where Nora’s sister lives to hopefully get the Neon transferred over to us.  Now, to get the Neon running…haha.  We’re praying.  If we don’t get it running we have no idea what we are going to do.  The truck is going to cost so much to fix, just for it to break again, because there are other things wrong with it.  And other things going wrong with it.  WHY?!  Anyway.

Erik is also sickly.  He has a really bad running yellownastyness nose.   Now he is developing a cough.  I was thinking of taking him to the Dr. this morning but when he woke up he was doing alright and the nose was slowing down.  Of course once he got up and running his nose started running again.  Eep.  Mucinex for kids is great though, gotta say.  Last time he got this runny nose stuff I just dealt with it myself and I got it to go away with no Dr. visit.  Hopefully it will happen again that way.

Tonight is supposed to be date night for Brandon and I.  As we are in such a rut with the truck, I’m making dinner at home and we’re going to a movie.  That’s the extent of our extra entertainment.  It’s okay, we’re happy with it.

At least Christmas is soon!   Hopefully Erik enjoys it more this year!!

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Oct 252009
 
Videos

Videos

Patti and I were going through the “digital clutter” that accumulates over time (especially when you keep changing computers/hard drives). While doing that, we found some forgotten videos taken from the camcorder or our cell phones that we want to share.

Most of the videos (actually, I think all) are of Erik and they’re all pretty cute!

Enjoy and let us know what you think!

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