Saturday, December 3, 2011

Something that just made me smile.

My husband is in the living room doing Just Dance Kids with K-.  The funniest thing is that right now I heard him say, "Oh!  I won!"

Hubs and K- have had a great Happy Daddy Day together.  This weekend, we're winding down Hubs' vacation.  It wasn't really a vacation, as he was busy slaving away in the house.  He and K- played Star Wars, video games and watched movies.  They went to Santa Shop and Winter Wonderland together, while I did the PTA mama thing.  Hub took K- to Lowe's so that she could build the caboose of the three part train.

How lucky I am that I have such an involved husband and father.  Something I'm more grateful for than most people know.

Friday, December 2, 2011

Because the tonsils are still gigantic.

Last night, K- started complaining about a stomach ache that she had all day.  Now, that is where the strep started.  I had her open wide and by the light of the little LED, her tonsils were waving back at me. 

Boy those suckers are huge.

This AM, I made a call to my favorite pediatric gate keeper, Toni, to find out if we could store a golden ticket to see Dr. P-.  3:40 PM was our time to go before the wizard. 

Word is this.  Yes, her tonsils are rather large.  That is typical for this age.  Completely normal, actually.  She tossed a NEGATIVE! strep in office.  Can we raise our hands all Baptist like and belt out an AMEN?!  Dr. P- is still sending out the cultures to positive that we don't have errant germies running the joint.  She said that she is getting better, but completely understood my concern.

Now onward to the next appointment.  It seems as though K- has developed a bit of a toothache in the last day.  A toothache for K- is not a good thing, as the last one resulted in a root canal.  (Eeek!)  I called Dr. Rick, Lindsay (the gate keeper of dental health) got us an appointment for tomorrow, but was able to bump us up because of a cancellation.  Now, I'm going to have to leave the house at the butt crack of just barely dawn to get to the dentist who is 25 miles one way.  We love Dr. Rick, he is fantastic and knowing K-'s birth history, he said he will always fit her in for a toothache at anytime.  Gotta love that!  I don't even mind the mileage that I log to get to him.  He is beyond well worth it.

With that, I have a bath call, call, calling my name.  Yes, I know that it is only 6:04 PM, but I just feel it necessary.  A bath for me is renewing.  I can get so much more accomplished after one.  It is my evening caffeine.

Smiles in my day:
-  The negative strep test!
-  Unbashed cards arrived!
-  I hit the Scholastic Book Sale with my friend Kay and we bought a ton of books for the library, a book giveaway and for gifts.  I was able to get Magic Tree House books and a Jesus Calling devotional book for K- from my aunt, and some other gifts.  Because Kay and I combined our orders, she had a coupon for $25.00 off $100.00, so the books that were basically half off (not all but almost) ended up being even cheaper.  Hooray!
-  Doctors who could give me appointments without waiting for days.
-  My husband has worked so hard on our kitchen.  He's been doing dances with caulk.  The man loves caulk.  The kitchen?  It looks lovely.  Yes, I will post pictures when it is done, but don't expect them before next week.

Have a great weekend!

ETA:  We made our round trip tour to the Wizard of Dentistry and Dr. Rick pronounces K-'s teeth as okay.  He said to watch them, let him know if anything is awry, but that this just may be a case like a similar time I took her-- she gets a bacteria and occasionally, it pockets under her tooth/teeth.  K- was delivered to school 18 minutes late.  Considering that we left at 7:15 AM, made the half hour drive, saw the dentist and hauled back the 1/2 hour + at that point, being only 18 minutes late to school wasn't so bad.  She was thrilled that she made it in time for gym.  Bless her heart. 

I've decided that I need a name tag that says, "Mama Amy, Health Management Director."  Wow.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Tales from the Trenches: Hairy toes, stolen dogs and sketchy people.

Hairy toes:  Remember this post?  In 42 degree weather, we had a flip flop clad man with TUFTS OF HAIR about the top of his toes.  YARG! 

Stolen dogs:  A customer who was waiting for her friend to finish shopping decided to tell our security guard how the dogs in her car were stolen from a variety of places and how the one dog is always right there and won't let the other dogs be with her.  Um, my heart bleeds purple peanut butter for you.

Sketchy people:  Friend of the dog stealer was flying through like you would a convenience store for bread and milk.  She was plunking things on the counter like they were a Black Friday limited time sale, but making comments about how expensive they were.  I was certain that I was either 1.  getting a bad check, 2.  getting counterfeit money or 3.  getting a stolen credit card.  She paid cash and bless her, all of it marked correct.  I was stunned.

Sketchy people #2:  We had a presumably homeless man (I work in a bad neighborhood anyhow) proceed to question the security guard on what time we close, what items we sell, what fire arm that he has . . . you know-- inappropriate questions to ask.  We're all on high alert and now I have the security guard's phone number in my phone.  I also added the owner's cell to my phone.  He was very kind in coming to grab me up to give me the low down on what was going on. 

I swear, I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.

Smiles in my day:
-  Nothing more has been mentioned about my crappy Wednesday.  Water under the gallery bridge.  Hoorah!
-  Hubs is painting the cabinet doors for the kitchen.  Rachael, you won't need to rescue me.  I will be buying Hubs a "thank you for saving me" prize.  Me thinks a gift certificate to his favorite resale music store is in order.  Dude is on vacation this week and has been slaving away.
-  K- went to see the Nutcracker at the local theater.  She loved it!
-  My final box to mail out was sent this morning.  All cards and parcels have been sent for the holiday season.  Hooray!!!
-  New Storage Wars tonight!  Now if I can just stay awake for it!

Have a great day!

Monday, November 28, 2011

I'm alive!

More importantly, so is my kid.  Second tour of duty on strep with the kids z-pack is working-- I think. 

Thanksgiving was low key, as we stayed home and enjoyed a quiet day together.  I ran to my family dinner, but because I was in charge of rolls, no one else had them and we couldn't have that carb absent from the table. 

My sister and I did Black Friday shopping, which started Thursday night at 11:30 PM.  We went to the wealthier section of town, didn't witness smack-downs, macing, pepper spraying or fighting.  I did find that people would whip around the corner and come full force down the aisle at me (aisle chicken) and I didn't budge.  I was a lot shorter than them, but really-- y'all can hold onto your fanny panties and be polite.  We hit 10 stores in 8 1/2 hours out and we were toast by the time we returned.  We got everything but an external hard drive, which I'm not convinced that Office Max had anyhow.

I worked on decorating the tree after I awoke from my brief slumber and Hubs and K- worked on the outside lights.  We had dinner, I fell asleep sitting up on the couch and all was well. 

Saturday, we took my niece and nephew to Bass Pro Shops for the day.  It was about a 2 hour drive, but they went, they had fun and we were able to lavish a bit of Christmas on them that they haven't had probably ever.  We dropped them off with their bags of loot, came home, worked on the tree some more and fell asleep sitting up on the couch again.

Sunday took us to church, we came home, K- and I baked a pumpkin pie, I worked on the tree, we went to the in-law's for dessert (rescheduled from the Thanksgiving strep quarantine), came home, worked on the tree some more, worked on finding the rest of the house and displaying the rest of Christmas because as I told Hubs, "If it isn't up tonight, it isn't going up," K- went to bed, I watched and watched American Pickers until I felt like I was full of rust in my veins and was climbing into honey holes along with them and went to bed.

That brings me to today.  I work.  Wednesday left me with kind of a crappy sense of funk and I'm hoping not to have that bit of retail replay.  People can be so blasted crabby at the holidays. 

I shall shove off, pack my lunch and put my heart into the right place.  Of course, a can of coke with some pretty caffeine won't hurt matters much, either.

Have a great day!