Red Light!

So on Friday we went to my parents house to celebrate my mom's birthday (which is actually today). The kids had a blast, sang "Happy Birthday" to Grandma at the tops of their lungs and slightly off key, eat cake and ice cream, and then Grandpa decided to teach them "Red Light, Green Light".... which I was surprised that Goober didn't know from school. They have been begging Jer and I to play it with them since, and have resorted to trying to play it in our small room downstairs in adverse weather lol

On a totally unrelated note, I've been suffering with the beginnings of depression again. Grrrr. Hate that stuff, and hate the meds that go with it. Darned criminal pharmaceutical companies! At least my family understands though... seeing as most of them have suffered with it at one time or another. This would also probably be the reason that I haven't been posting as much recently... aka little to no drive.

Thank goodness I have the worlds best husband! Look! I can even prove it!

What a doll.

Perspective Is a Funny Thing!

So tonight I did a Neighborhood Watch BBQ.

Last time I did one I was really discouraged and thought that if I didn't get more of a turnout this time I would just stop doing them all together.

Perspective is a funny thing though.

Last time we did the BBQ on a weekend and I felt like few people showed up because they really weren't that supportive.

This time we had fewer people, but I wasn't nearly as put out... why? Because it was a weeknight (I know some people work later etc), school is starting soon (aka "Ahhhhh I forget to buy my kid a backpack!!!"), and fall coming soon ("holy crap... I need to start thinking about Halloween Costumes already!").That and some of the faces we saw there where new, so that was encouraging!

And maybe it also had a bit to do with the fact that there's not expected to be another neighborhood thing until Spring...

Yeah, that could be part of it too. :) Oh, and the fact that we finally raised enough funds to get some signs put up... YAY!

Today and a Linky

Okay, so I went in for the Bronchoscopy and there is good news and bad news.

Good News: They didn't find anything.

Bad News: They didn't find anything.

Well, at least I knew I'm not dying. I have an appointment with the doctor on the 2nd to go over stuff, more updates then. I hope he is able to answer some questions, because I would like to know "what now" for the next time I start coughing up blood... I really don't want to have to go through all that again.

On to another topic... my favorite! :) Here is an awesome post about one women's experience with how women are viewed from different cultures. I think it puts things into a good perspective.

Enjoy!

Sorry I've been slacking.

I've been remarkably tired lately... and when I'm not and think "I should do a blog post" I then immediately think "about what?!" lol

So here is what has been up with me. This Tuesday I get to go in for my Bronchoscopy, something that has made my exercise streak die quickly :( Sucky, right when I get used to it too! (Now to muster the will power to start it all back up again!) Then later that day I get to take Missy to the eye doctor...

I'm kind of wondering what to think about that one... I mean, when we went to the pediatrician for the annual exam they tried to get her to tell them the letters on the wall. Now, if any of you knew Missy, you would know she can be a bit flaky. Be that because that is in her personality, or because she is five, I don't really know... nor care for that matter. She's cute and I love her! But it does make it difficult to tell if she is intentionally answering wrong, or if she just doesn't care enough to answer right... OR that she really can't see very well.

So I made sure to make her an appointment with a pediatric eye doctor here in town so that (hopefully) we can rule out the "flakys" as the reason she didn't do well at the pediatricians eye test.

Thursday I get to go to an orientation for Missy's Kindergarten class... which should be interesting, but I'm not really sure if I should take her with me or not... and then that same night I'm doing a neighborhood BBQ in front of my house.

I put out fliers yesterday but apparently the post man decided he needed to take some of them when he came around for the mail. YES... I know.... I shouldn't be putting fliers in mailboxes... But what would you do if you had 300 fliers to deliver and didn't want to spend all day doing it? I'm sorry Mr. Mailman, but you of all people should know how much more time that takes... and the fact that I'm not getting paid to deliver these things kind of makes me think... Meh! Mailboxes look good!

Besides, I don't think I will be doing another neighborhood watch activity for a while... if the neighborhood wants to put together something before next spring someone else can do it, especially if the turnout to this event is low. One meeting a year is starting to look really good about now...

Goober has a new friend he has found... Mr A is a neighborhood kid that grates on Jer's nerves like nothing else lol  He also is almost 10 years old, which concerns me in some ways. I wonder if he wants to play with Goober because Goober has video games or because he really likes Goober. So today I told Goober he gets to play video games for 2 hours... and those hours are not when friends are here.

Goober didn't like that much, but I really don't know how else to test the reasons for why this kid is around. His little sister is Missy's age though... and the girls get along well and nothing seems amiss there.

We will see what happens when the neighbor kids all go back to school on the last day of this month. I'm a little worried about my own kids boredom though, they aren't starting school until Sept 20th... I may see what I can do doing a review of the things they know so that they aren't so rusty when school starts. I have to admit that as far as reading with Goober and practicing letters with Missy I've been a horrid mother this summer... so I should probably be trying to do some make up work! :)

I haven't been watching the news much due to too little good news. Most of the news related things I think about tend to be things like "Oh great, Iran with Nuclear power... sounds bad... wow, isn't bad what is normal in the news?" So I scan the headlines and call it good lately. No deep thoughts there.... and I haven't been reading my regular blogs much either due to the major blogs recently being inundated with butt heads. What is up with that?!

Oh! Speaking of blogs, Jer and I went down to UT last week to meet up with some of my favorite bloggy people. We left the kids with Jer's mom and took a detour through Bear Lake to pick up one of the ladies :) It's so nice when you meet people you get along well with! It's funny how much you can have in common with people you have only talked to online!

Anywho, That is that I guess...

Oh, and here's a picture... just for kicks and giggles... 

 You would be amazed at how much fun kids can have with a hose and a slide :)

Holy School Supplies Batman!

What in the WORLD am I going to do when I have THREE kids in school....

Is it just me, or does everyone think that a swanky job would be public school administration? I mean, come ON... that MUST be where the tax money goes... since it isn't getting to the teachers....  

Now, as to why that same tax money can't buy copy paper for the copying machine or tissues (which I don't even keep around my own home.... TP anyone?) for the classrooms gets kind of frustrating.

I mean, sheesh, here pretty quick the Tax cuts from several years ago will expire and most likely we will end up with new taxes to try to balance the national budget. I don't know where I'm going to get the money for supplying the whole school with office supplies!

Sooooo

I went to the ENT this morning. I was the first appointment of the day....

And I waited an hour before the guy actually came in, THEN he took a call on his cell phone within a minute of coming in and walked right back out the door. With anyone else I would have said something... but obviously I want this guy to do something for me, so I don't really want to piss him off. I understand if he was on call at the hospital and was that late, but from what I have heard he is always late (along with many of the professionals in his field).

Why is it that doctors seem to think you should value their time, but when it comes to it being the other way around... Nope, you're not important enough, even though you pay the bills.

Here are my solutions:

Phone issue: When you are on call at the hospital, make sure they text you. That way you can glance at your phone, get the message, finish up with your patient and be on your way.

Tardiness: As far as being routinely an hour or more late... if you want to start your day later, THEN DO IT, but don't make appointments for times that you aren't willing to be there. If you have to, then make sure your family knows to get you out the door on time. If you are over 15 minutes late I say the office should give out $15 Wal-Mart gift certificate for every 15 minutes they are late.... ei an hour would equal $60 in goods and the insurance wouldn't be the one benefiting, it would be the customer for their wasted time.

Anyhow, he stuck an obnoxious little wire thingy up my nose (it was a scope) and then down to my voice box. I almost gagged. Yay for prodding of the orifices. They didn't find anything except that it looked like I have a little reflux and inflammation... nothing that would cause me to cough up blood.

So they scheduled a bronchoscopy (where they stick the evil wire down in your lungs and look around) for the 24th. Basically they want to rule out the big nasties (aka cancer) first... even if it does seem unlikely.

So now I'm on an antibiotic, and anti-inflammation, and reflux meds.

And we wonder why the pharmaceutical companies have so much power in our government! Gafah!

Prop 8

No one cares what I think so I won't go into it. LOL Everyone else has already hashed it out pretty well. I DO think that this provides a good counterpoint though... I thought that the argument was well thought out.

They Called.

Well, I have the start of pneumonia (or some other infection) and they still don't know what is causing it so I'm being referred to an Ear Nose and Throat Doctor. They are putting me on antibiotics until I can get in with him.

*crickets*

Still haven't heard what the MRI results are. Which I guess is good.... it means I'm not going to die within the next 24 hours, but it's bad in that we still don't know what is going on and I want them to call me back dangit so that we can schedule whatever else needs to be done to figure this crap out.

Grrrr.

Maybe I could offer to work for them once a week or so, just calling people back who have "normal" test results. hmmmm

Artsy Fartsy FTW (For the win!)

Okay, so this morning I'm probably either racing to get my kids ready and off to their Grandma S's house or I'm already at my MRI to see what is going on. But while we are waiting I will update you on my weekend!

Quite a while ago my mom invited me to go with her to the Park City Arts festival. She has been going annually for over a decade! Up until this year she went with her mom, but due to some unfortunate events that is no longer possible, so she invited me.

We left on Friday and headed down to Salt Lake. While there we stopped to drop off some things to my Grandpa K and to visit :)

It was so good to see him! Even if he wouldn't let me get a picture of him doing "brain surgery" aka pretending to shove his pinky finger all the way up his nose while pulling a hilarious face. That stunt always brings back good memories of when I was little.... that and him "Growling"... such a ham! I love him so much and his sense of humor always has me laughing.

(He and my mom making a "pinky promise" about something.... hmmm my memory must be going!)

After visiting with "Grumpy" and going out to dinner with him we headed to our hotel for the night.

The next morning we headed up to Park City to attend the Arts Festival.. or the "Kimball Arts Festival" for those of you that are picky. :)

The art there is so cool! This rooster was part of a group of other motion sculptures... each of the heads would nodd in the wind. I loved how this ones body wasn't a solid color, but instead had texture to it.

Mom bought me a really fun hat that I'm totally going to wear to death:

My mom and I are of the opinion that these pictures we are standing in front of could totally be done by my machinist of a dad!

(See dad.... you could totally do those!)

I loved looking at all the different types of art! They sooooo make me want to try my hand at art again... even though I am sorely out of practice and would probably be disappointed in my lack of skill... even then, I want to learn how to weld at least!

I mean... how many cool things could I make!!!! Funfun! 

Okay, so maybe I'm a little ambitious... I admit... but aren't these things so cool to see? Turbo has asked me to play this one over and over again. :) Maybe I can convince Jer to let me build a shop out back? hmmmm maybe not, not enough space :( And then there's that whole... I don't know how to weld thing...

And yes, there was "normal" paintings there too... this one totally made me think of my boys! batman: check, Light saber: check, big wheel: check....

So fun!

Sorry.

Last week I didn't post as ALL. I had intended to, but first off, I didn't have much to say on Monday and didn't feel like anyone (myself included) would appreciate it if I just posted some random crap that no one (myself included) really cared about :)

Turbo turned 3 last Wednesday. He enjoyed the cake I made him and tried to hide in embarrassment with everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to him... and of course he made out like a bandit as far as gifts. The kid loves anything reptilian... what can I say?

 He loves everything he got... and I'm glad I was able to be there.

Earlier that day I had started coughing up blood. Scary. But at least not as scary as it could have been. In February I had had a small experience with coughing up blood that only lasted a couple of minutes. But because it unnerved me so much I went the to doctor who had an X-ray and a D timer done, which came out normal. I had figured it was a fluke.... since sometimes weird things happen that can't be explained. They told me to call if it happened again. Which it didn't, until Wednesday.

So because I didn't die last time I figured I would be okay until I could get into the doctor this time.

Thursday morning I went into the doctor who was concerned. She said that other than coughing up blood (which I was still doing) I had no symptoms, which was odd. And because she doesn't like unexplained things and she tends to be proactive she ordered an MRI for Monday. She also gave me permission to still go to Utah on Friday night... so I did.

Anyhow, we will see what all happens come Monday.