A Decent Day

First of all - new platelet count is 67,000.  Yippee.  Up 17k from last week.  And the mean lady was not there today.  The nice lady was there. I told her what happened last week and she, lied the guy that works there, was all “Omigosh!!” at the size of the needle that woman used.  The more I think about it, the more I want to go to her superiors.  I really should.. shouldn’t I?  The one time they don’t sent out a survey, I would actually like to get one and tell them what a crap job they did.

Anyways……..  I got to see my good friend Becky today. She’s down here from Colorado. Her daughter is pregnant and due tomorrow so she came down for the birth. I can’t wait to show you guys what she brought me. It’s so neat!! And she made it herself.

My plants finally came today. I bought a banana tree, some indoor tomato plants that are suppose to produce all year and some strawberry plants.  I was a little upset when I realized it was going to be 3 years before I might possibly get a banana from the tree. I mean, I can kill a plant by looking at it. LOL Luigi said “That’ll be dead in 3 months.”  I may’ve been offended if it weren’t true.

Do any of you watch Craig Ferguson?  I love that guy!  He’s just hysterical.  Did anyone see Tuesday night’s episode with Denis Leary?  Oh man… just hilarious!!

Let’s see… what else….???

OH!!!  Thank you to all of you who went and voted for my themes.  =D  I really appreciate it.  This is gonna be a long 2 weeks waiting for the results.

I think that’s all for now.  =D  See ya’ll tomorrow when I have pictures of my gift from Becky. Can’t wait Cant wait!  =D

Oh wait… Hahaaa.. I forgot to tell you that I’m feeling better and The Ol’ Man can finally walk again. Yippee

How Was My Weekend?

Wow. Thanks for asking. That’s so nice of you.  =D

Well, to start things off, I had surgery on Thursday. Nothing major. Just had my tubes tied. Five kids is enough I figure.  Right? Tell me I’m right and not going to regret this and will eventually stop crying everytime I see my fat belly and realize it’ll never be fat again because there’s a baby growing in it.  *sigh*

So I spent the weekend trying to recouperate. The Ol’ Man did a great job taking care of the kids and the house on Thursday but come Friday… he was back to work on the roof. Mama was left to pick up the 300 pound 6 month old when she cried. Then mama cried.

THEN!! hubby cried… He pulled his back during a coughing fit while he was on the roof.

Wait… backup… rewind…  Did I tell you guys that hubby ripped the roof off of my house? And then it rained? And then he put some black paper on it? And then it rained? And then he put some shingles on? And then it rained?   Bahahaaa  I have the worst luck ever.  No really!  Check out this screen shot from weather.com  Care to guess where I live based on the fact that I had no roof during this particular time….

So anyways…  Hubby was on the roof and had a severe coughing fit and pulled the muscle across the middle of his back. He can barely move. It’s so bad that last night, he refused to go to the bathroom for fear of getting stuck in there. LOL  That’s bad!!!

So anyways… The ol’ man and I spent the weekend walking around the house at the pace of two 90 year olds. Both moaning and groaning the entire time.  It was pitiful.

The good news is, I can still sit on my butt here at my desk and not be in pain. Yay for that at least.

Also, this weekend, I released my very first free theme for download. Actually, I released 2 of them. Yippee for me!  =D

I submitted them to a contest that’s being held at Free BuddyPress Themes. BuddyPress is a plugin that’s specifically for WordPress Multi-User. It’s actually the plugin that I’m using while creating the social network for parents that I’ve told you all about.  (Yes, I’m still working on it whenever I get a spare moment)

But anyways… I released my themes and submitted them to a contest and it would be super awesome if ya’ll could go vote for one of my themes. If I win, I’ll get a free WPMU Premium membership, valued at $250. Yippee again. That’ll totally rock because they have plugins that I’d love to implement into the new social site.

My themes are the TEB themes.  TEB is The Easy Button, another of my sites.  Personally, I’m kinda partial to the purple theme. Something about it is just kickin. LOL

Ok… so anyways… I’ve jabbered long enough for today.  I’ll be posting again either tomorrow or Wednesday, when we get the results of Luigi’s blood test he’ll have done tomorrow. And don’t worry. I plan on going later in the day so we don’t have to deal with the same bull we dealt with last week.  What a crock that was!!!

Magnetic Personality

I was over at Matter of Fact Mommy’s the other day and she was talking about how her husband was outside cutting wood. I shared with her a short story about what happened to The Ol’ Man last year while he was cutting wood. I offered to post some pictures & she proceeded to get down on her hands & knees, kiss my toes and BEGGED me to PLEASE post pictures for her. (Whadda ya mean “full of crap”? You did so!!! My imagination? Yeah… probably. Can we get on with this now? Thank you.) (Any of you who know MOFM know better than to believe what I just said.) (I’m begging for a beating from my readers lately, aint I? And they could all take me… I’m just sayin’)

Back to my story…

On Halloween, around noon, The Ol’ Man and his dad were gone cutting wood in another town. The Ol’ Man was wailing away with a sledge hammer on a metal wedge. On one of his swings, a piece of the sledge hammer broke off and shot him in the chest and made a nice gash. He said he put his hand to his chest immediately and his shirt was already soaked in blood. Scary stuff I tell ya!

He finished up his work and came home and unloaded the wood from the trailer. Then, around 10:30 that night, he said his chest was sore. Well, that’s to be expected. The metal had to hit with some decent impact to make such a gash through his shirt.

I asked him if he ever took a magnet to the cut to make sure there weren’t any little pieces of metal in there. Of course he hadn’t. So… he went to the fridge and got a very powerful magnet. I think it came out of a speaker or something. Anyways, he came walking into the living room with a smile on his face and a magnet stuck to his chest and he said “I think I’m gonna have to go to the doctor” Yes, a magnet stuck to his chest!! The magnet was about 3 inches from the wound. Believe it or not, he let me take a picture of it. But come on. How often do you get a photo opp like this?

He went to the emergency room and I finally heard from him about 2 hours later. He said they’d taken x-rays and found the metal in there. It had gone 3 inches deep and then sort of turned and went sideways. The doctor said that another inch or so and it would’ve hit his lung. The doctor said he was VERY lucky. The Ol’ Man’s take on the situation was, if he was lucky, it would’ve flown a foot to the left and missed him entirely.

Here are two pictures of the metal they dug out of him. You can see just how sharp it is. You could cut your finger on it just by running your flesh over it. So imagine having it shoot at you at a high rate of speed.

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Don’t forget, there were 2 links in my post & I encourage you all to visit my friends. (Well, those who don’t appreciate the F word should probably steer clear of MOFM Hehee) But make sure you comment here first.. I’m just sayin’

Knock Knock! Who’s There?

I woke up this morning to someone banging on my door.  Not knocking.  Banging!!

I hate when people wake me up. When I’m ready to get up, I do. But until that time comes, leave me alone!

So, someone’s slamming their fist into my door.  I get up out of bed and am all “grrrr grumble grumble”.  Then they bang again.  “Hang on!!!!”

I went to the door and opened it and immediately came out of my funk.  My sweetie was standing there with a smile on his face.  Yay!!  Big surprise because plans had changed and he wasn’t going to make it home until at least Monday.

It sucks that he has to leave out again tomorrow morning, but at least he’s here now.  =D  Happy me.

So, my reader will keep piling up (went from 184 to 82 last night) and I won’t get anything accomplished today. But, yay. My honey’s home.

Love Hodgepodge

I’ve spent the last 2 days dealing with my computer being a piece o’ junk. I’ve done nothing but run scan after scan and install upgrades and patches. I’m about 2 seconds from taking the plunge and reformatting this sucker!!!  Or maybe I’ll just take some of this money that The Ol’ Man left here and go buy myself a new computer.  *evil grin*

Tuesday night I installed Norton Anti-Virus because of that whole virus scare. I ran one of those 8,291 hour scans and it found 1 cookie tracker (big whoop) and a trojan (eek).

Then I decided that I’d go get another anti-virus software since I really DO need to start protecting my computer.  I’m obviously too cheap to pay Norton 100 bucks (or $1 for that matter)  so I went and downloaded Avast.

Now, you may notice that I linked to Avast, but not to Norton.  There’s a reason.  It’s because Norton sucks. Keep in mind that I had already scanned my computer with Norton before I ran the Avast scan.  That means it should’ve been clean, right?  After all, Norton is expensive and “oh, it’s just the best anti-virus protection you could ever ever buy.  Money well spent.”  *rolls her eyes*

Avast found 8 more viruses.  EIGHT!  Eight that Norton missed.  See…. free is good. I love Avast.

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I just noticed that if you put your mouse over the heart in the comments, there’s a popup that has seizures. I have no idea why it’s doing that and I don’t plan on fixing it.  Actually.. it’s kinda fun to play with.

Something else I just noticed about the comments is how many of you don’t have a picture by your name.  For those wondering why, it’s because you haven’t signed up for one.  All you have to do is go to Gravatar.com & sign up.  It’s super simple and your picture will start showing up all over the internet. Millions of people use that thing for their blog avatars. So, go sign up. Doooo it……

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For the first time since The Ol’ Man started driving, I got to talk to him via webcam & voice chat last night. It was so good to see him. But it actually made me miss him more I think.  He’s suppose to be home Saturday & that day can’t come soon enough. (I need someone to carry in firewood. Heheee)

Here’s a screen shot I took while we chatted.  He’d driven for the previous 20 hours and hasn’t shaved in a couple days so we’ll cut him a little slack on his lack of GQness.

Don’t you love the floating head thing he’s got going on?  I guess that’s what happens when you wear a black shirt and you’re bobbing around in the back of a dark truck.

Freezing, Sweating and Tomatoes

I know I’ve already told you this 100 times, but I am SO sick of this cold weather.  Twenty minutes ago I was sitting here freezing.  I decided to get up off my butt and carry in enough firewood for the next two days and now… my lazy butt is sweating.

Another thing I can’t wait for is for The Ol’ Man to get home.  See firewood reference above if you need an explanation on that one.

Other than the fact that being cold sucks, I’m REALLY looking forward for spring because it’ll be gardening time.  Now, I’m not some green thumb that spends hours in her garden everyday.  Forget that!!  We spend a couple of hours readying the soil, throw out some seeds and wait. Okay… so it requires a little more work than that, but not much.

My favorite thing to grow is tomatoes.  Oh man!! I love tomatoes!!  They go good with 95% of the meals we eat during the summer.  And running to the backyard and grabbing one… seriously… is there anything better than that?

Sometime, probably next week, I’ll tell you guys about the tomatoes we had last year.  Gobs & gobs of tomatoes.  5 or 6 a day for more than a month and the plants were cheaper than buying 10 tomatoes from the grocery store.

My mouth is TOTALLY watering right now!!!

Speaking of watering, it’s gonna rain again tomorrow. Rain, rain, go away.  Come again…. no… don’t come again.  Not for at least another couple weeks.  Perty please… with a giant cherry tomato on top??

(Sidenote - Luigi added a new video to his blog today. 3/5 of my kids are in it. Go look. They’re so adorable & they make me so proud. Christians Kingdom.com in case you need a refresher.)

Almost

Well, Luigi did have to take the AR test yesterday.  And… he failed.  That’s the first time he’s ever failed anything in school.  I doubt highly that it will have much of an impact on his grade, but we’ll see.  He gets to take the test a 2nd time tomorrow.  I’m not sure if that wipes out the first grade or if they average it out or what the deal is, but at least he gets a 2nd chance.

The Ol’ Man’s still gone.  He called last night and said he’ll be gone until at least Saturday.  He’s in California right now and on his way to New York.  Then back to Indy… and home to Illinois.

Still working on the community.  The coding is still kicking my butt.  More than that, the design is wiping me out.  The good news is, I did come up with a domain.  I hope ya’ll like it.

I have a doctor’s appointment this afternoon.  Totally NOT thrilled about that.  As far as I know, it’s a surgery consultation about getting my tubes tied but… I’m honestly not sure. LOL  How terrible is that?  I guess I should call them and find out what I’m actually scheduled for.

ETA: I just finished putting a new layout on Luigi’s site. Maybe that will prompt him to start blogging at least once a week.  I really wish he WOULD write something every couple days.  Lord knows the boy’s got a more exciting life than I do.

Spring Break Is Over

We had a very uneventful spring break.  The bus will be here in 30 minutes and it’s back to school… blah… I hate school.  I prefer to have the kids home with me all day.  Yes, they get on my nerves.  But, that’s just the way I roll.  Ha!!

Luigi’s all upset because he’s suppose to be ready to take an A.R. test today.  That’s a test about the book he was suppose to read over his break. Problem is, he didn’t finish the book.  He’s reading as I type.

He’s normally expected to read about 15 minutes per school day.  2 or 3 days with an extra 15 minutes will allow him to meet his monthly goal.

Well, he managed to pick a BIG book.  171 pages. No pictures.  It has so many words on each page that it looks like an adult’s book.

He read for a total of 330 minutes and he’s still not done.  330 minutes in 11 days.  That works out to 30 minutes a day.  Obviously I’m not gonna make the boy read for half an hour every single day.  I think pushing reading too hard is what makes kids hate it.  He loves to read & I don’t want to kill that love.  And, even at half an hour a day, he still wouldn’t be done.

Hopefully his teacher will see the number of minutes and will postpone this test.  IMO he should be allowed a couple more days to finish it.  She obviously didn’t expect them to pick such thick books because they were each instructed to pick out 2.  I guess that’s what he gets for not getting picture books with 10 words on a page.

Hubby Update: There’s nothing like having your man call you and say “Those were the scariest driving conditions I’ve ever been through in my life.”

I worry about him when he’s driving on beautiful sunny days.  This storm had me freaked out from the beginning.  I mean, when they’re talking 12 foot snow drifts in Texas (which of course was one of his destinations) then things are gonna get nasty!

He was in Wyoming last night.  I think I heard something about “top of a mountain” , “snow”, “ice”, “left side of windshield frozen over”, “idiot in front of me slammed on breaks…. spun in circles”, “I yelled #*$#!@ and tried to stop”   I’m not exactly sure what he said.  I had kids yelling in my ear & the tv blaring, but I’m sure it wasn’t good.  All I know is… he’s okay.  =D

ETA: 365 minutes - Still 20 pages left.  I guess I should’ve just cracked the whip & made him read an hour a day.  Bad mommy!

Hiding Out

Hubby came home yesterday morning.  His plan was to leave today around noon (like, right now) but instead, he was up and out the door by 6:30.  He’s on his way to California and there’s a really bad snow storm right in his path.  Ugh..  He almost left last night, but decided he’d just wait til early morning.  Hopefully he’ll miss it all, but I highly doubt it.

I woke up this morning, rolled over & lost feeling in my arm, AFTER a huge pain shot from my waste, up my back to my shoulder and down to my fingertips.  I don’t know what the heck I did.  I must’ve slept wrong or something.  Whatever it was, it was bad.

The pain is still in my back, just below my shoulder blade.  I went and carried in ONE piece of wood earlier and thought I might die.

I’ve been avoiding important things for the past few days while I do research and coding and site design.  One of those important things being my reader.  So I’m going through right now and trying to clear it out.  I’m not commenting, but I’m there.  I guess you’d consider it lurking.  But I am reading it.  I promise I’m reading & taking it all in.

For instance, I know that Ginny Marie is out visiting her mommy in very windy Iowa.  And Matter of Fact Mommy’s little boy likes to poop when he takes walks.  And Mr & Mrs Nurse Boy totally got screwed when their neighbor’s tree fell on their house and then their van.  And Mrs. Schmitty is THEE master at teaching children valuable lessons.

Stacie will be decluttering her house so some pompous ass can sell it for her.  Double LL shouldn’t be allowed icecream. Chachi is sick but Val is better. Putnam should be nominated for a actor’s award. Mary Anne’s nephew is adorable! Petra’s daughter is a smart cookie for choosing boys as friends.  And Petra likes screwing with me and moved HBSB.

Boo & Hunter have a bowling tourney today.  Samsmama should sue the crap out of her wedding photographer.  The children in The Trenches are afraid of oompa loompas. Hmm I wonder why.  Captain Dumbass whines more than a little girl.  Texan Mama would never find her car keys if they were in her couch cushions.  Cheryl Lee may’ve just threatened to eat her child.  Harmony’s boys are gorgeous, even when surrounded by pink.  And Jessica loves it hates it when people use strike through.

And that aint the half of it…..  If I left you out… Ugh!!  I’m sorry  =(  Want my address so you can come beat me up??

BTW, I took off that feature that made you need 1 approval before your comments would be automatically approved.  All you nudies can put your clothes back on now.  =D

Someone Is In My House - Get The Gun

Since this is a fairly new blog and most of you know nothing about my personal life, let me give you some details so that this story will make sense to you.

The Ol’ Man has 3 very annoying little yipper dogs that annoy the piss out of me. They’re constantly under foot and in my bed and the only thing they’re good for is waking up the baby. They bark at anything, everything and nothing.

I have a German Shepherd. She is my dog! She’s a good dog and only barks & growls when it’s actually warranted. (i.e. When a Sherrif shows up at your door at 11pm and you’re home alone and he’s looking for your husband to make sure he’s gonna be at jury duty the next day…. ugh.. idiot)

I’m not a big gun person, so you’ll have to bear with me while I explain this. You know that chuck-uh-chuck sound that a shotgun makes when you pull that thingy back so you can shoot it? You know… when you pump it?? Chuck-uh-chuck? You know what I mean right? Well, one particular gun that we own, that chuck-uh-chuck sound is VERY loud!!! The Ol’ Man tells me that I never really need to load the gun. Just make that noise and “the bad guys will run away.” LOL

aNyWhO… Saturday morning at 5:00 (before the sun comes up and before my brain starts functioning) my dog barked and woke me from a sound sleep. Then she started growling. And then… my front door opened. So I jumped up out of bed half naked… grabbed the gun… reached up and grab 2 shells… slammed them into the gun and CHUCK-UH-CHUCK BEEYOTCH!!!

“CHRIS!! IT’S ME!!!!! DON’T SHOOT!!!! CHRIS!! IT’S THE OL MAN!! PUT THE GUN DOWN!!!” Apparently mama gets a li’l gun happy when it comes to pruh-tectin her babies.

So let that be a warning to you!! If you say you’ll be here at noon, don’t come walking in the house at 5 in the morning. And if you enter my home while I’m sleeping, be sure and call out “CHRIS!! DON’T SHOOT!!” before you come to kill me.

This shotgun of mine is still loaded. I suggest you mosey on over to Text Imps and check out who we picked for Site of the Week and Post of the Week yesterday… before I hassa bus’ a cap in yo ass.

… And I mean that in the most loving way. =D