Stitches...

Max had a run in with the corner of my island earlier this evening... of course, neither parent was home.. so Mommy's Mommy had to deal with the blood.  It would appear as though the forehead area is now at the perfect height to the top of his forehead..

The cut almost looks like the Eiffel Tower, doesn't it?? 

Max, as most 3 years olds, have the utmost faith in being able to run forward while looking backwards and NOT getting hurt.  Now, my oldest son..you know, the one who antagonizes him the most??  was smart enough to wet a paper towel and start wiping away the blood... Go DJ!!  Max was a trooper and he was able to entertain the entire Emergency Room while we were there.  He talked a mile a minute, told some guy to cover his mouth while coughing, ran around in circles (guess he still has that blind faith that he can run around like a maniac and not get hurt), sat on his 'boat' while catching fish and speed boating to North Carolina but stopping several times to refuel, getting bit by lobsters when he stepped off his 'boat', used his 'bugs' to sting the doctor, yadda yadda yadda... kid wouldn't stop talking the entire time we were there:) 

There were able to glue his head back together!!  Yeah...no stitches:)

I'm sure this won't be the last trip for Max though.  DJ was here for a nice gluing when he was 3 too:)

On to other news...

My mother is here this week... I love when Mom is here.  My laundry somehow miraculously disappears and my dishes seem to be constantly getting done!!  Oh, and I can do a few kidless activities..lol. 

Franny is sleeping in her crib for longer periods of time but she's been awake until about 11:00 at night.  So, my time is still shot and I can barely get anything done at night... hence the reason for my lapse in this blog.

We had snow over the weekend and I have NO pictures of my kids in the snow.  Perhaps it's because DJ went to a friends house and Kyra went to a friends house and Max has been sick so he stayed in.  We made cookies though... yup... have to blog about that on the other blog I foolishly started.  The recipe is from the CIA cookbook.  Tomorrow..

Went out saturday night with my BIL and his fiancee.  Had a great time... drank not 1, not 2 but 3 strawberry martinis (and the more I think about it, I might have had 4 but can't remember... they were sooooooooooo GOOD)

I think I look pretty darn good!!

That's all I got for you today... hope you're all having a GREAT week:)

Car update... and the Wrecker!!

You know, as I typed in the subject of this post, you could probably say the car is a Wreck or the Wrecker is like our car...keeps on going and going and going and going and when she will stop, nobody knows...

The car being my 1999 Saturn which has about 318,00 miles on it (couldn't bring myself to picture the car itself as it's sooooooo not in it's original form...so here's the planet..hehehehe)

The Wrecker being my little Franny Girl who has really only just begun her journey in the world.

Let's compare stats, shall we??

Saturn                                                                   Franny
13 years old                                                         15 months old
Cheap car with no added crap                              Expensive with lots of added bonuses
     (no power anything here)                                         (very powerful will..stubborn I'd say)
318,000 (yes that's right) miles                              Low mileage though she's getting up there
Navy blue with a pin strip                                     Color depends on the meal she's just had
Defied the odds and lasted this long                      Devine Intervention brought her to us
Will climb that mountain (just a little slowly)          Will climb that kitchen table quickly and effortlessly
My first car that I bought all by myself                   My last child that I birthed all by myself
Dying a slow and painful death                              Living life to her fullest
We are always worried about the end                   We are always worried about her next fall..lol
Contemplating shooting her                                   Contemplating caging her
She's seen a lot of ME                                          She sees a lot of ME and often thinks she's still part
                                                                                        of  ME
No more FM, non-power windows, non               She's nonstop noise maker... not sure if it's AM or
   power drive, poor heat, etc                                           FM, high power of everything, great body
                                                                                        heat

I know I'd much rather have my good old Franny the Wrecker... but, I also wish the Wrecked Car would stick around just a little bit longer, you know??

Long story short...they called to say the car was ready and they couldn't find anything wrong with it.  So, we trek down to get the car (45 min both ways... you know, like 2-3 days worth of gas for the truck)... Hubby warms it up (b/c it starts)... pulls out onto the road and sits at the light.  Dead.. doesn't want to start again.  So, there's hubby, getting out of the car (I'm like 2 cars behind him) trying to push it across the street back to the car place.  Um, did I mention that this area is a Hasidic based community and no one seems to care that a man is pushing a car across the street...and I thought he was gonna get plowed a couple of times by these idiot drivers.  Some nice guy driving a garbage truck pulled over and helped him push it over the curb, though.
So, NOW they find something wrong with it... wonder what they'll charge us for it??  With towing and them looking and finding nothing, we've already spent like $175 bucks.  I don't think she's worth even that much..

And so, the search for a new commuter car begins.  Only, she won't be mine... And this time, we've got to get the Hubster an automatic...lol

Now, about that other Wrecker I got... yup, she's still a Wreck and her sleeping habits are perhaps getting just a tad better.  Think I finally convince the Hubster that HE needs to get her in the middle of the night so that she will not expect a BOOB... do you know how hard it is to NOT give a Boob at 2AM when you are completely exhausted and she is completely relentless??  It's like putting a crack addict next to some white powder and telling them not to touch it...you know??

Have a great day:)

Temperamental Car Troubles:(

So... I went to the gym last night (yes, this is becoming a 1x a week thing...yeah) and I'm sweating my ASS off on the treadmill.  I have on black sweats and a blue long sleeve shirt (so, I really did look all bruised up)... the sweat is dripping down my face and in my pits and I'm really excited about it (really, I was).. oh, and did I mention I was watching Paula Deen and Son make some really fattening foods while I was sweating my ASS off on the treadmill??

And guess who called??  I know, you're thinking, what are you doing with your phone while you're working out, right??  ha ha... hey, when you've got kids and a hubby who drives a shit car on a really long shitty commute, you bring the phone with you just in case, you know??  good thing I had that sucker sitting on top of the treadmill because Hubby broke down.  Yup... car completely stopped working while he was driving on the highway.  Now, I know this car has made it a LONG time and I know we keep putting bandaids on it just to keep her going for a little bit more and I totally knew this day was gonna come.  But, why now??  couldn't she have held on for a few more months??  Nope...

Oh, and did I mention that his cell phone was gonna die and he had no charger in the car with him??  Stupid Man!!  But, on a plus side, the car made it over the bridge...

So, I cooled down and called a tow truck for him.  And proceeded to find a place to have the car towed to.  Did I mention I was at the gym and his phone was about to die??  Special thanks to the guy at the desk at the gym for looking up #'s for me so I could call around while dripping sweat on the lobby floor in my mismatched work-out clothes!!

Did I also mention that neither of my kids had their homework with them and neither kid had even started their homework before we left the house??  Hey, at least I fed them dinner.  This was a good thing, because I barely had any snacks hidden in my purse last night and there were no extra snacks lying around the front seat or on the floor in the back.  I totally wasn't prepared to feed them anything else until we got home from the gym.  Now I need to start remembering to leave snacks randomly in the truck and my purse again.  But, I did find 1 baby granola bar, 1 regular granola bar, 5 cheese nips (not bags, actual cheese nips) and a package of those mini peanut butter cups (whew...that was my dinner, er, um, snack).

So, we figure out where hubby is getting towed and I head to the dance place where Kyra is still in class... we wait until she's done and go on our merry way to pick up the hubster!!  Good thing I worked out b/c my actual dinner of MacDonald's was a wash!!  And I was planning on a nice healthy salad and lasagna last night..

Franny, of course, fell asleep in the car and wound up being awake until about 12 midnight.  That kinda sucked.  Max went from the car to bed and protested every second of it...he was exhausted.  DJ/Kyra got their homework done (I put the timer on and told them they HAD to be done before it went off) and let them watch about 15 minutes of TV before shipping their butts up to bed.

That was a FUN night!!

Oh, and turns out they couldn't find anything wrong with the car.  Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haha ha ah ah aha ha ha ah ahah aha ha ah ahaha h

Have a GREAT night!!