Sick.

The last couple days have been hell.  First I got sick.  I was having the same dizziness and lightheaded feeling that mom had been dealing with for almost a week.  Then my stomach started hurting.  Great.  Then the headache, but thankfully that was easily controlled with some tylenol and I never got any sicker.

Then Derek got sick.  Crying and screaming constantly, unless he was held at the sliding glass door so he could touch the gummy flowers I have stuck on the glass.  Lots of poopy diapers.  3 doses of tylenol and he was feeling much better, at least the screaming had stopped, but he is still having more than normal dirty diapers.

Then Bishop got sick.  He came home from work for lunch and stayed the rest of the day.  He was dizzy and had a upset stomach too.  Some tylenol and a bowl of top ramen fixed him up.

Then Lindsey got sick.  Night before last.  She was puking, dizzy, lightheaded, headache and nauseous all the time.  And yesterday it was the same.  I made some rice for her but she couldn’t keep that down.  She tried eating it a couple times but no luck.  Finally at 5 pm I gave her some nyquil and she fell asleep.  At 10 I woke her up and gave her another dose of nyquil so she would sleep through the night.  She is still feeling bad, I wish I could help her but she just needs to get through it.

And during this week of sickness we’ve had 2 beautiful days, sunny, no wind, warm, 3 days of rain, a day of high winds and a power outage that lasted from 11 pm to 5 am.  It wouldn’t be a big deal, after all normally people are sleeping during that time, but Derek woke up and wanted to play.  So I brought him downstairs, so dizzy I almost tripped on the stairs, lit a couple candles and played with him for an hour.  Then he wouldn’t calm down because the light from the candles was way too interesting to him.

Ug, I hope this never happens again, all of us sick like this is hell on me.

Why, yes! I do accept!

So I got an award, a Sisterhood Award for my blog.  It’s kinda cool, that means that a lot more people will read my blog and that is always a good thing.  As Eve, who nominated me (http://infertilityrocks.wordpress.com/) said it is like virtual chocolate.  Or maybe a pat on the back for something well done.  It’s nice to be recognized for a post that came off the top of my head (well, actually that isn’t true, it took a week to compose that post and even then I didn’t get all the info in it that I wanted) as something that has touched someone else.

So my responsibility is to pass this award onto other people that have helped me out in one way or another.  Be it a laugh or a cry or just some info one way or another.

So here are the rules:
Put the logo on your blog or post.
Nominate at least 10 blogs with show great attitude and/or gratitude.
Be sure to link to your nominees in your post
Let your nominees know they have received the award by leaving them a comment on their blog
And be sure to link this post to the person who nominated you for the award.
Here are some blogs that have helped me get through…

http://barrenbride.wordpress.com/ - Mindy’s blog

http://madisonmyangel.blogspot.com/ - Ashley’s blog

http://ginalou.blogspot.com/ - Gina’s blog

http://densfordfamily.wordpress.com/ - Joy’s blog

http://chubbymummy.wordpress.com/ - Kris’s blog

http://beautifulbou.blogspot.com/ - Kendra’s blog

http://lovelifeandinfertility.blogspot.com/ - Shelly’s blog

http://rachscott.wordpress.com/ - Rachael’s blog

http://armyadamsgirl.blogspot.com/ - Misty Dawn’s blog

http://nitpick.diaryland.com/ - Jen’s blog

Hurt Feelings

Not mine, well, not all of them are anyways.  Poor Lindsey, she just can’t seem to handle anything negative without turning a mole hill into a mountain.

Mom is depressed, so she doesn’t want to do anything.  But Lin does so she calls mom and of course mom is like “oh, I don’t feel like doing anything, leave me alone”.  (Not in those words but I’ve heard her depressed talk enough to know that is the general message.)  Lin and I wandered the mall yesterday, Lin got new riding boots and earrings, I got a baby picture book and a potato masher (I know, so exciting!) but that wasn’t enough for her.  She wanted a $40 horse book at Border’s but didn’t have her allowance with her so she couldn’t get it.  Today, now that she has all her allowance in her wallet, she wants to go get it.  I’m not going back there today, we were just there.  Anyway, she is all upset about it.

And with 4-H both mom and Lin are pissed.  Lin goes there, mom takes her, and she scoops stalls in the mud and the rain, 4-H gets paid for her being there but they can’t seem to let her ride the horses.  Truthfully it pisses me off too.  But neither of them can just say “fuck it” and stop going.  Mostly it’s Lin that still wants to go.  She misses the horses and some of the kids that volunteer there.  My solution is not to go, or to find something else to do but that always starts an argument so I’ve stopped saying anything about it.

I just wish that mom would find something that would make her happy so she isn’t so depressed any more and that she stops taking it out on me and Lin.  And that Lin would find something else to take her aggression out on other than me.  I’m so tired of fighting with both of them.

Pests!

So about a week ago I went outside for my 7 am smoke (I’ve admitted this before so all of you can take off your surprised faces) and there were 2 rats running around my back yard.  Big grey/brown ones, one had a mangled tail.  I’m not squeamish about things like that but they creeped me out. 

The next day I wake up to ants all over my clean (or at least I thought it was clean) kitchen, and various other places in my house.  Like Lindsey’s room.  And the cat box….I have no idea what they were looking for there, and I don’t think I want to know.

So I went to Ace hardware and got some D-Con for the rats and some ant poison for the ants.  I put the D-Con down the rat hole that is RIGHT OUTSIDE my back door and the ant drops around the kitchen.

I thought the rat poison would have taken care of them, after all it was basically like the bird food they keep going after but coated in green crystals but no, every time I go outside they are moving around in the back yard, under the paving stones and rattling the recycling around.  Creeps me out.

Last night I realized that the ants were worse than ever and Lin saw a mouse along with the rats outside last night.   Yuck!  If they are still there in a week I’m calling the land lord.  There is no reason for them to be back there, no garbage in my back yard, no high weeds, I even took down the bird feeder because they were going after the bird seed that was in it.  As much as I hate to call the landlord about ANYTHING I’ll do it just because they are gross.

Wait, that means I should clean up my house so he can take a look at the kitchen sink that is leaking all over my kitchen floor every time I run the dishwasher….Well, if it gets fixed I’ll be grateful….

LMAO!

If I don’t laugh I’m going to cry. It’s been a hard couple days and I’m so tired I’ve got to look for something interesting to keep my spirits high. So here is a joke that my uncle forwarded to me. I can’t help it, I get the mental picture at the end and I start giggling…it’s too funny!

Three women: one engaged, one married and one a mistress, are chatting over lunch and the conversation turns to their relationships. They decided that night to surprise their men.. All three would wear a black leather bra and thong, stiletto heels, and a mask over their eyes.

A few days later they meet up for lunch.

The engaged woman: The other night when my boyfriend came over he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and said, ‘You are the woman of my dreams. I love you.’ Then we made love all night long.

The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing the leather outfit, heels, mask over my eyes and a raincoat. When I opened the raincoat he didn’t say a word, but we had wild sex for hours.

The married woman: I sent the kids to stay at my mother’s house for the night. When my husband came home I was wearing the leather bra, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes. He walked in the door, looked at me and said, ‘What’s for dinner, Batman?’