There was some sort of freak accident at cheerleading practice that ended up with Maddy in the ER getting 3 stitches.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Who Needs Fake Stitches For Halloween When You Can Have Real Ones
There was some sort of freak accident at cheerleading practice that ended up with Maddy in the ER getting 3 stitches.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
My New (Old) Boyfriend
Margie, I've decided we can be sisters-in-law. I can marry Donnie and you marry Mark. We can be the Mrs. Wahlbergs. (Michael already knows my plan and has accepted it...lol. He knows that Donnie has been my man since I was 12.)
Monday, October 27, 2008
Saturday Night In Photos
Too bad you can't hear all the screaming 30 something year old women reliving their teen year.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Happy Birthday Emilou!
Aunt Kelly will be thinking of you tonight. I'm sending your underwear with Uncle Mike! (I buy her underwear every year for her birthday, it's a running joke.)
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
At Home With This Sick Kid
It's that time of the year again. Ian is home with his first round of croup for the year. Supposedly most kids outgrow croup by the time they are 6, Ian's almost 9. What the heck is up with that?
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Dumb Bunny
Ian was on his skateboard yesterday. I watched him whiz by a few times and told him that I used to be able to skateboard. He gives me this look that said "Yeah right". I took the bait.
So I take the skateboard from him. I put one foot on and begin to skate down the driveway. That's when the skateboard hits a crack...it stops, I do not. Do you see where I'm going with this?
I go flying. I hit the driveway super hard. I can no longer breathe and I'm pretty sure that I have cracked numerous ribs. Michael comes running over and I notice that Ian is laughing his buns off. I'm still lying on the driveway gasping for breath like a fish out of water. Michael helps me sit up and I notice my palms are full of road rash. My elbow is bleeding. Michael keeps trying to get me to move my wrist...said he thought that I had broken it based on the way I fell. After a few minutes I join Ian in laughing.
I am more sore today that I ever remember being. Substantially bruised too. Don't think I'm going to be skateboarding anytime soon. Now onto the pogo stick.
**Edited to Add** I forgot to mention that this was the second time that I fell yesterday. I landed flat on my face in the parking lot at work.
So I take the skateboard from him. I put one foot on and begin to skate down the driveway. That's when the skateboard hits a crack...it stops, I do not. Do you see where I'm going with this?
I go flying. I hit the driveway super hard. I can no longer breathe and I'm pretty sure that I have cracked numerous ribs. Michael comes running over and I notice that Ian is laughing his buns off. I'm still lying on the driveway gasping for breath like a fish out of water. Michael helps me sit up and I notice my palms are full of road rash. My elbow is bleeding. Michael keeps trying to get me to move my wrist...said he thought that I had broken it based on the way I fell. After a few minutes I join Ian in laughing.
I am more sore today that I ever remember being. Substantially bruised too. Don't think I'm going to be skateboarding anytime soon. Now onto the pogo stick.
**Edited to Add** I forgot to mention that this was the second time that I fell yesterday. I landed flat on my face in the parking lot at work.
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