And! August 11 2007
I slammed my pointing finger in a foldy lawn chair (don’t even ask me how) and now part of my nail is purple.
I will NOT be happy if it falls off.
Also, it hurts like a mother fucker!
I know TV is Bad MmKay, but just this once? It’s ok in my books.
So, usually for the summer we have our cable disconnected and we go tv free until sometime after school starts *cough-whensurvivorstarts-coughcough*
And that is exactly what we did this summer. And it was good. We had a lot to do in July in preparation for Feffie’s wedding and all that.
We had a hoot for most of July beaching and picnicing and playgrounding etc.
August came and we are STINKING BORED people.
The kids are fighting. I am stuck on the couch with my foot on a pillow.
Last night the cable people called and told us they were having a special promotion right now trying to win back lost customers. A month free and free hook-up.
But…we aren’t lost. We will most probably come back in the fall.
Well you should do it now. For free.
And since it was Chris on the phone and not me…he said yes.
That was last night.
The kids have not gone crazy. Noah was still outside most of the morning. Brendan still went to the flight around town he had planned for today.
But right now? at 3pm while we wait for Chris to come home from helping out his boss (all weekend…just sayin), Noah is watching something on Treehouse and Brendan is on the computer.
No one is calling the other one a retard. Or a baby. And NO ONE is stepping on my foot.
It’s kinda nice, I gotta admit it.
Although, after the boys went to bed last night Chris and I decided to flick through the channels.
And I kid you not.
there was. nothing. on.
GAH!
A Note From The Trenches..also, OUCH! August 09 2007
So things are moving along here. Summer is moving alone.
The kids are still alive (heh) a little bored from lack of exciting! summer! action! And ready to kill me if I don’t take them camping soon.
Today we planned on a hike with the dogs in the bush near our house. Nothing to rugged just a trail in the bush.
BUT! While running (maybe stomping even) down the 2 stairs to our rec room I stepped on a soccer shoe (NOAH!) that was on a small unstable pile of clothing waiting to be taken down the laundry. And I heard a weird crunch as my ankle turned over an I toppled to the ground. I did try valiantly to catch myself, with my knee, on the carpet. I won’t need to shave that for a bit.
Within seconds of me landing in a moaning heap on the ground I was surrounded by children and DOGS..sniffing and nudging and coming dangerously close to the foot.
I am on the couch now and my ankle is almost certainly sprained. I can rotate joint (kinda painful but at least it moves), I can even walk on (sort of) but I have recently developed a purplish lump where there shouldn’t be one. I’m not hobbling to the hospital just yet. I’ll ice it and see what happens. Our hospital is horrifying and I don’t want to get the plague while I’m there.
So there goes another day of excitement. Brendan is now cooking lunch. Sascha (new dog..more on him later) is looking at me expecting a walk..now please. Chris is at work and will most assuredly laugh his ass off at me when he returns and then he will probably try to force me to go to the hospital.
STUPID SOCCER!
