Simply Not Simple

I am S-I-C-K today (capital letters, dashes and all)

 But I wanted to tell you how much it means to know you have NOT disappeared from my blog (yes, you are DEFO included Kim).

In gratitude I'm going to post one of the MANY pics I have from the missions in San Antonio.  The heat index was 103.5 and it was worth all five hours of picture taking,

I haven't edited this pic, I think I can make it even more stunning, but this is one of my very favorites.  Kind of "step into the light"-ish.

Back to bed now, this migraine/spider bite whatever the heck is making me sick is demanding I go horizontal again.

I've lost a lot of readers recently and I hope to get you all back

For today  I will leave you with one of the stunning (in my humble opinion) photos we took on our KID! FREE! VACATION!!!

I have every intention of returning as a regular now, so I hope you come back to me!

Who wouldn't love these kids?

Gib and I certainly love them, very much.  This is my niece and nephew.  Gib and I are trying to find some way to get custody, and we may have found a way that won't hurt any of the parties involved.  They need to be in a more stable home and if I end up raising 7 kids instead of 5, it will be totally worth it because we'll know we gave them the best possible home life.  I feel sad for what they've had to endure until now. I know that whatever happens we will be guided in the right direction.

Oh my gosh, I'm nearly in tears right now

I just looked up my "unofficial" transcript, and do you know what it says ?  It says Masters of Science degree awarded May 9, 2008!!!!! I did it, and it really gives me a tremendous feeling of pride and relief, and definitely more happiness that I could ever have expected.

And my GPA?? 3.833

How's that for some awesome grades?

I was so worried this day would never come.  But it did, and hopefully now I'm more marketable.

I got my cast off Wednesday. YAY!!!(sort of)

Right now it actually hurts worse than it has during this whole entire ordeal of the arm.  I started physical therapy today and ohmyholybajeepers, I think I nearly died of pain. (Can that really happen?)  I'm on 2 pain meds, plus the nerve pills and there is not one single position I can rest it that is not extremely painful.  I never thought I'd miss the cast, but right now I want it back.  The splint doesn't give me any protection.  It's not the same kind of pain either, it's kind of a deep in my bones unbearable achy hurtiness.

Excuse the big whiny babyness of this post, I'm slowly pulling myself from the gravitational pull of self-pity that I've been in for way too long.  I know the physical therapy is necessary and I will do it without hesitation, but sheesh it's been 7+ weeks of constant pain and it's getting pretty old now.

But oooh, oooh I don't think I remembered to tell you that Gib and I are going on a much needed kid-free trip to San Antonio.  We leave on Friday!!!!  And don't come back until Monday!!!!!  AND did I mention KID FREE?  I just hope my dad can control his temper that long.  He really clashes with Miranda because they are both stubborn as mules and my dad doesn't understand that you don't HAVE to win a battle with a 6 year old.   Gib and I have been married for fifteen years now, and we're well overdue for some together time.  We went there on our honeymoon and have taken the kids there several times.  This will only be the fourth kid free trip we've been on since having kids.  And actually we never took a trip pre-children because we were in highschool.  Excited doesn't even begin to describe how I feel!

It's great to know that although marriage is a rocky path that we stumble through, so far we have gotten through the pitfalls together and I believe we always will.

Boys!

Since Preston got his cast put on two weeks ago we have had it replaced four times. TWICE since yesterday!  I finally insisted they put a short arm cast on.  We'll have to see if he keeps this on for the next two weeks until we see the doctor.

Soccer is hard

especially when you're the goalie.

For example:

Sometimes you just stand there without much to do.

Sometimes you must be ready for action.

Sometimes you kick the ball.

Sometimes you have to try really hard not to be kicked yourself.

Sometimes you just listen to the coach, and do your best.

Soccer is hard, but my kids absolutely LOVE it!!!

Karmyn, dear Karmyn

Since I am a fairy (the magical kind, not the gay man kind) I am sending you the gift of sleeping dust.  You may use it on baby, Buttercup, Jammin or yourself.  It will work for 8 hours and after every use you will wake up feeling like a new woman with boundless energy.  Don't worry the kids won't turn into women, they will turn into the happiest kids on earth (which I have the feeling they already are).

Other participants in this awesome shower can be found at that witch's site

I had Gib take a couple of pics last night

In anticipation of the grand cast removal today.

Here is the pic of Preston and I "high-fiving" our casts:

(His thumb looks like mine, just on the other side)

Here is a pic Gib took yesterday but is more indicative of my feelings today:

Why do I look so grouchy you might ask?  Yesterday I must have had ESP about today because I still have the SAME FREAKING (although beautiful, thanks Daniel) cast on today.

(Excuse me a moment while the tornado sirens are going off and my kids are freaking out)

Okay, I'm back, the storm hasn't even hit.  I guess those were pre-tornado warning warnings.

Anyhow, apparently my wrist is continuing to bleed out into the muscles, nerves, etc around it which is compressing the nerves which is what is causing all the pain.  The bleeding won't stop or resorb until the cast is off and I am able to start therapy, but if the cast comes off I lose it's protection and I was told today if I literally bump or fall or do anything to reinjure my wrist for EIGHT WEEKS once the cast is off that it is likely I will have CRPS (or permanent nerve injury to the area for life.)  Holy CRAP!  Are you kidding me?  I am a person who walks into doorframes on a daily basis.  I can trip on a string.  I broke my leg on a stair in my own home.  I am a walking disaster.  I don't think my fate should be in my own hands on this.  Can someone else be my keeper?  I don't bite.

Pretty please?

I have one-handed typers block

Hopefully it resolves itself by tonight!