Last weekend was so awesome. My mom took Josh and Lexi overnight, and it was a much needed break. We didn't even do anything; I just needed to not be mom'd to death for a few hours. We got up Saturday morning and set out for the trailer lot to look at trailers, and it was a nice day so we garage sale'd our way there. We didn't buy much-- a couple of brand new Rainbird pop-up sprinklers in the box for a buck a piece. We always need those. But it was nice to be out in the sun and without an entourage. We picked out the trailer we want-- it's the same one we chose last year-- then looked at the price tag and went home. A trailer is SUCH a poor investment for our family, and we keep deciding that, and then we keep deciding to buy one anyway. Blah.
On a related note, if you pray to win the lottery, do you get struck by lightning? Or lose all your hair or have your house burn down? I have a PowerBall ticket with 2 or 3 draws left on it. Better not chance it.
Sean had to work on Sunday for a few hours, and I spent the whole time sitting in a chair in the shade of a tree in my backyard, reading a book. I got up every so often to put in another load of laundry or do stuff, but mostly I sat and read. The sun must have filtered through the tree a little, because I got a little burned in patches. I can't seem to go outside without getting burned, even though I wear sunscreen. Inevitably I miss a spot. I always put it on my tattoo before I go out and then on my arms, but then half of my knee cap or my eyelids or some other weird place will burn.
Sean planted the garden while I sat in my chair and read in the shade. I consulted on the project and helped a little with the potatoes, but he did the rest. We've got red potatoes, Yukon gold potatoes, onions, carrots, beets, radishes, cucumbers, and I'm not sure if he planted peas. Or cantaloupe.
I went to the library and checked out 3 novels of the garbage variety... 3 more novels in the demon-hunting soccer mom series. I then made sure that I used the self-check out so that the librarian couldn't judge me for my reading choices. Our library has these two weird parking spots that are labeled "Car Pool Only," and I have always wondered what that means. I mean, presumably they're reserved for people who car pool to the library, but seriously? Who gets their friends and neighbors together for a group trip to the old library? So then Brittney said that maybe they're for people who are car pooling to work, but the library isn't situated in a place where that makes sense. And why would they reserve 2 spots right in front of the library for people to park their cars all day while they are at work? No one ever parks there, ever. So I have started parking there whenever I go to the library. Just for the hell of it. I'm hoping someone will call me out on it sometime. I was all by myself today and a lady was eyeing me when I got out of my car in the Car Pool Only slot, but she didn't say anything. That's right... keep on walking sista. I've also considered parking in the Expectant Mothers spots they have at one of the grocery stores, just because I think it's kinda dumb, but the universe likes to mess with me and I'd probably re-grow a uterus and get pregnant if I did.
On our way to the diabetes clinic today, we passed the DI. It was about 9:52, and I'm assuming that it opens at 10:00, because there was a line to get in, like some sort of Black Friday door buster. Seriously? Ha ha ha! It made me laugh. Josh said that maybe there was a rock star that everyone was there to see. Hmmmm... possible, but not really. That would have to be some crap-a rock star that does appearances at the DI. I mean, really though, what's inside the DI that's worth lining up for? Everything in there was given away because someone else didn't want it!!! I love a DI treasure hunt as much as anyone and I'm not above shopping there, at all. But I wouldn't wait in line to get in, that's for dang sure.
We went to the diabetes clinic today, and the doctor was really happy with Lexi's Hba1c numbers. YAY!! Superstar! I am so happy. She doesn't like to rotate injection sites as much as I want her to, so I am always worried about scar tissue developing, but the doctor said she is fine and we're doing a good job. So happy. The only bad news was that my kids don't know how to behave in public, but I already knew that.
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4 comments:
Goo work with the diabetes management! WAHOO!
Ya, my kids are naughty, too. Embarrassing. If they are not constantly entertained, they think up ways to entertain themselves, like climbing on all of the toilet paper at Kroger or climbing back behind the boxes at Home Depot. Awesome.
I hear ya on the sunscreen. I had on spf 60+, and it was an expensive brand, at the zoo and I still got burned.
Way to live on the edge and park in the car-pool spot at the library. Nothing gets the blood pumping like disobeying the library parking signs. Bwahaha!
"Good work", not "goo work". Although I guess it could be gooey, too...
I really really love your blog. Everytime I read it, I think that maybe I could do a blog..... But then I remember how non-creative I am and how horribly I write.... and I don't. You, however, are fabulous! SO glad you had a free weekend to just veg. Good for yuo on the garden (again, WAY more ambitious than I), Anyways, just love ya!
Awesome job on the diabetes mngmt!
Our church has some parking spots for "Fuel Efficient Vehicles" There are SUV's and big ole trucks parked there all the time. We just laugh since it's a dumb parking designation anyway.
I've seen lines outside of lots of DI's before they open. Can't believe people don't have anything else better to do then wait at the DI.
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