Getting Poked.

I don't like getting poked.

Now, don't get me wrong I don't mind someone poking me to get my attention etc (as long as it's not a hard poke... those hurt!), but getting poked with a needle is not my idea of a good time.

Then again, I don't know anyone who thinks that getting poked is a fun thing that you would want to do on a daily basis. When I talk about me not liking to get poked, I don't mean mild dislike. I mean freak out dislike. I have to make sure I don't see the needle going in or there is a possibility I could hyperventilate. And that is just joy of all joys I tell you. funfun.

To avoid that, I avoid needles whenever possible :) But when all else fails I count ceiling tiles. Cause I have never been in a place that pokes you that doesn't have ceiling tiles.

Today, my doctor decided I needed to get poked.... so into the lab I went.

As I'm waiting for them to stab me, the tech is looking at my arm... prodding it and whatnot.. and asks "where are they usually able to get them to work?". Not a question most people get asked. On top of the fact that I abhor needles is the fact that I have deep veins... and not just deep, but rolly too. Maybe that is where I get my fear? The fact that many techs in training have attempted to move the needles while they were STILL IN MY ARM? Very likely.

I ended up getting stabbed, not once (like it was supposed to be) but FOUR TIMES. By three different techs. Elbow, elbow, wrist, elbow.... no kidding.

UGH.

So what are your nutso fears?

Fun at Gma S's

So recently Gma S decided that she needed some "bigger kid" toys at her house. Most of the toys there were baby toys, except of course the swing set in the backyard :)

So after going out and getting some toys we found one set of toys in particular that were a huge hit. They are called Magforms and boy did they keep the kids busy. We even had a couple of Goobers friends over that were playing with them and, I kid you not, all four kids played with them nonstop for over an hour. If you have any idea how long attention spans usually last for this age of kids you will know that is simply AMAZING. In fact Goober saw the picture of them just now and said he wanted to go over to Gma S's and play with them. lol

Gma S also got a couple of cool building toys for a little older age (7-12) and I put them together for them. The kids also really seemed to enjoy them. :)




The faris wheel didn't have any people so I made some out of twist ties. The kids loved making it go!

The Energizer Bunny Turns Two!

Today the little man turned two! I can't believe it's already been two years since he was born. Crazy I tell you!

This morning the kids played in the water at Gma S's house. They had a load of fun and the birthday boy managed to get a bit sunburned int eh process. Poor kid, guess it has to happen sometimes though.

This evening we had a family birthday party for EB. He was scared of the candles though....

So Jer persuaded EB to blow them out "with" him.

He loved the cake and ice cream (of course, what kid doesn't???) and then got right into the presents. He got some great ones! Lots of toys tools which fit his personality perfectly, and a train and some tracks too. He was really excited!

What a cute kiddo, I'm so happy he is in our family!

Siblings

I think everyone can agree that most siblings fight. Actually most siblings fight a lot.

I remember when I was little I used to fight like cats and dogs with my oldest sister, thank goodness we finally learned how to get along with each other, but my poor mother had to clinch her teeth through at least, what? Probably about twelve years of fighting for it to actually happen. Of course that is a guesstimate, 'cause my oldest sister is six years older than me I don't don't even remember when we started fighting.

I just know I have memories of throwing grape juice on her nice clean white shirt (we both got grounded that time), and taking off on an uberlong bike ride to a friends house when she wouldn't drive me, mostly just to piss her off and prove that I would do it when she (keep in mind she was a teenager at the time) told me that if I wanted to go to my friends house so bad that I should "ride my bike". It was probably at least a six mile bike ride and I was only in the fourth grade at the time. I knew I could probably get into big trouble for it, but I also knew it was more likely that she would get into big trouble for it. Wasn't I a sweet little sister!? Best EVER I tell you!

Anyways, I point these things out mostly to say that I fully deserve what I got. And that is three children who bicker. A LOT. And when they aren't bickering it's rare... but it actually looks something like this :

And I count my lucky stars when that happens, cause I know it probably won't last long. It serves it's purpose though, and that is to remind me that there is always hope that the bickering may someday come to an end. It may take twelve years, mind you. But it WILL end.... eventually. :)

Boy I love them in spite of it though.

Talk About Bravery

May God (Or whomever you believe is in ultimate control of this universe) bless this man. I sincerely hope that he has a lasting impact on, not only his students, but his nation for a very long time.

If you didn't go to the link, it is about a man that lives in Afghanistan and runs a high school there where he not only allows boys, but girls to learn. It is a rare in that part of the world to have girls be allowed an education. He is getting death threats and such because he refuses to exclude the girls from his school. He is truly someone with foresight.

What a brave man.

A Friends Wedding :)

So last weekend Jer and I took a trip up to Island Park (sans kids, thank goodness) to go to a wedding of our friend James to his longtime sweetheart Lindsey.

James is a great guy, he works with Jer, and participates in the geeky fun of both World of Warcraft and Dungeons and Dragons with both Jer and I. He is really intelligent and has the funnest sense of humor.....

Anyhow, the wedding was beautiful! It did storm on us a little (it was an outdoor wedding) but as "they" say having it rain on your wedding is a good omen! I think it has something to do with the supposition that if it rains on the wedding day, all the days after will be full of sunshine. Whatever, either way, it wasn't windy and the rain was only light so it turned out OK in the end (though many of my pictures didn't!).

Afterwords the rain cleared out and allowed for a great dinner. Roasted pig and turkey and the works. It was great fun and I'm glad we were invited!

Best wishes on a future full of great times to both the groom and the bride!

Foul Mood

I'm in a foul mood today, foul, foul, foul.

I'm grumpy as hell, I think it's probably PMS, but it's really irritating. I'm even irritating myself! And that's saying something! (my poor children!)

Arrrrgh!

Time to go try for a short nap. Hope it vanquishes it some.