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Things kids say…
The other day we were at Target, and D was touching *everything* We asked him why, and he said it was his job.
He just informed me that the squishy pillow smells like ass, and told me to smell it.
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We got backed into. Yep, you read that right. Some lady started backing up in the turn lane on Sample road and backed right into us. Fish was leaning on the horn, and she just kept going. No time to react enough to get into reverse and back ourselves up before she hit us.
Fish got out of the car, she got out of the car, looked at our car, she declared there was no damage and drove off.
I got the tag number. Fish called one of his cop kind-of friends, who asked the tag number, said Oh, she’s right in front of me and told us to call 911. So we did. The cop Fish called said he had his lights and siren on right behind her and she didn’t stop. He got her at a red light. We pulled into a parking lot and waited.
Then she starts saying we hit her and Fish got out of the car and started yelling and cussing at her. Um, no.
So I have to call our insurance today and let them know we were involved in an accident, and figure out what we need to do. The bumper took some damage, not a ton, but I just wanted to get her info to be sure nothing starts with the car that we don’t see (like under the hood, you know?). Plus me, and the boys were in the car, so if anything happens (esp like me winding up in labour or something) you better be damned sure I wanted her insurance info.
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If I happen to disappear in the next day or three, don’t worry! It will most likely be because the house went to shit again, but not because of me lol
We went to pick up my mom from work yesterday around 130ish b/c she was having some chest pains (in back of her sternum though, not really by her heart) and apparently went sheet-white and was dizzy. Well, she insisted it was indigestion and just tried to sleep it off. (She did not let one of the women at the school call an ambulance and had my dad pick me up and then go get her and her car) Well, she woke up this morning and still had some chest pain and finally called the doctor, who said to be in at 1.30, and of course she didn’t even get seen until around 3. She’s at the hospital now for further testing (why didn’t they just start there???) b/c the EKG was essentially inconclusive.
For those who don’t know, my mom spent her 50th birthday having colon surgery to remove a fist sized ball of cancer cells and other cyst-y things. The placement was just so that she lucked out in not having any medical problems from the surgery. They also removed an ovary while they were in there, and biopsied some other stuff, and it turned out they got it all out and she did the chemo thing for about a year and has been in remission since. My mama is one tough bitch to put down. She’s also had three surgeries for hernias, and is just generally worn down now. The cancer struck the same year my sister got so sick and died (2003).
So of course my dad is my dad and is uber worried about mom, and it figures I move back in and her health goes to shit again. Maybe it’s us.
SO if something does turn up (and at this point who the hell knows, she’s also got some ulcers and eroding of the esophagus due to reflux and it just never ends… mom turned 50 and got old all the sudden. I didn’t like it then and I don’t like it now) I will probably be exhausted trying to keep the twins and D at school and home and all this other bullshit that needs to be taken care of. I already take care of a lot of their household stuff, but adding the rest of it just adds up quick.
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First, Last, Always, Again?
FIRSTS
First best friend: Shannon Q.
First screen name: daidai
First self purchased CD: I have no clue.
First pets: a cocker spanial named charlie. Ihad some snakes and hampsters and fish prior to that, but I remember Charlie. Mom gave Charlie away while I was sitll home. I was about 7.
First piercing/tattoo: Piercing- ears when I was young enough to remember the woman standing at the other end of the counter and firing the gunlike it was a gun at my ears. Tattoo 3 weeks after I turned 18.
LASTS
Last cigarette: around 3.30 this afternoon
Last car ride: around 1.30 this afternoon
Last good cry: I dunno. I could probably look it up in LJ though.
Last library book checked out: I have no fucking clue. I just buy them now.
Last crush: Again, no clue.
Last phone call: the school calling to see if I could pick up my mom (hence teh 1.30 car ride)
Last time showered: yesterday afternoon
Last shoes worn: brown sketchers sandels. I need another new pair.
Last song played: picture me making that I dunno noise.
Last item bought: The 4400
Last shirt worn:
Last website visited: http://www.punkymoms.com/
Last word/s you said: I don’t remember. Really, I just woke up from a nap, so it was before that. Probably “I am going to go back to sleep”
Last song you sang: most likely the good morning song
What color of underwear are you wearing?: I’m not.
What’s under your bed? tissue paper and the kids toys they knocked under there
What time did you wake up today?: around 7 AM, got out of bed around 7.30.
FUTURE
Where do you want to go? To DC/Balto to visit my friends and to WV to visit his family
What is your career going to be? Hopefully a haus frau, as it is now. I like being home with my kids. If not, running our shop.
Where are you going to live? Coral Springs, FL for the forseeable future
How many kids do you want? no more than the 3 we will have in a few weeks.
What kind of car(s): We are looking at a Mazda MPV as we need a mini-van to fit 3 car seats and we stand by Mazda
CURRENT
Current mood: Tired, sick, tired
Current music: none
Current taste: ice
Current hair: messy pony
Current clothes: that Megadeth tee and blue adida pants. No, I don’t match, but I’m comfy.
Current annoyance(s): Trying to figure out where all the money goes. And the food.
Current book: you know I don’t think I am reading a book right now. I have a ton of magazines I am in the middle of (Smithsonian, Discover, Real Simple and some others. I threw Real Simple in there cuz it’s true and I know you all don’t think I only read “brainy” mags)
Current hate: the midwife
UNIQUE
1. Nervous Habits? probably a lot I can’t think of right now.
2. Are you double jointed? no
3. Can you roll your tongue? yep
4. Can you raise one eyebrow at a time? Very Spock-like, wrong generation, very Teal’c like
5. Can you blow spit bubble? why would I need to? I’m not a boy.
6. Can you cross your eyes? not that I know of
7. Tattoos? like, 12 o so
8. Piercings and where? 2 1/2 in lobes, 2 12g in conch, 2 10g in Tragii, 12g navel, 2 10g in tongue and I think that’s all that’s left. So 9 total and all but one above the neck. Go figure.
CLOTHES
10. Which shoe goes on first? whichever one I find first
11. Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone? probably
12. On the average, how much money do you carry in your wallet? usually none
13. What jewelry do you wear 24/7? my saphire & diamond engagement ring, my silver wedding band, my steel ring Fish gave me that he used to have the matching one but lost, my blue topaz bat mitzvah ring (this is on my right hand, the other three are on my left), all my body jewellry (see piercings above) and my coin stamped thing from the set up at Universal (it’s has a phoenix and a jewish star on it)
14. Favorite piece of clothing? I dunno… I don’t go out of my way to wear anything r
eally.
Ok, I’m done now, thanks.
Sometime in the past 24 hours I have gone from being pretty agile and able to move to not being able to get out of bed, out of the tub, up off the floor, or out of any position really, easily. I can’t lie on my side any more without a pillow to prop up this belly, which sucks b/c that is how Chai nurses, and he can’t sit on my lap to do so b/c he winds up *on top of* my stomach.
I can’t breath, and if I can breath my hips hurt.
When I move too much, my nice calm resting heart rate nearly triples. Moving too much apparently includes trying to prop myself up on pillows in bed, get my blanket out from under my fat ass b/c I’ve rolled so much it’s wrapped around me, and various other things that shouldn’t make it jump like that.
I also managed to get the cold from hell, again, thanks Dorian for bringing that home (D, also, btw, has ear infections, again. Fucking school.) So unless I am sitting bolt upright, I can’t breathe anyway.
Today I want to crawl under a rock and sleep. My sister is home b/c she wasn’t feeling well, but she does have Chai at the moment. Maybe I can sneak in a quick nap.
Really hoping this assy feeling is from the cold, and really hope the cold doesn’t linger like the last one did.
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