Tuesday, February 28, 2006
*tap*tap*"Is this thing on?"
Ethan is back to being his pain in the ass little self. I swear I have looked for his horns, maybe they just grow in at a later age. He is still on oxygen when he is sleeping (well, when he leaves it on). We are supposed to be getting a machine that monitors his oxygen saturation levels while he sleeps. If they stay above 90%, he gets to stop the entire oxygen treatments. We are keeping our fingers crossed.
I can not tell you how nice it was to read all the comments from ALL my concerned blog friends. Ya'll are the best never met friends a girl could ask for.
I woke up this morning to a ginormous inflatable cake on my front porch. There were balloons and streamers decorating the porch and yard and sweet messages from my friends written in sidewalk chalk. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....
Happy 32nd Birthday to me.
Clint was kind enough to buy me a new chain for my necklace (this will be the third chain), Jennifer got me the entire set of Redken All Soft, and Amy got me the entire three step line from clinique. I am really hoping that works. I may have to break down and get some proactive. I have apparently inherited my mother's curse of the after thirty acne. It started about two months ago. I really do not like it. Not one little bit. THANKS GIRLS FOR BEING UBBER SWEET AND THANKS CLINT FOR BEING THE BEST HUSBAND, FATHER, AND LOVER (oops, ignore that last part Marsha).
Yesterday was my Mother's (Mary Comerford Nichols) birthday. Even though she is no longer with us, I thought I should mention it. Happy Birthday Mommie Dearest. I miss you so much. Could have really used some babysitting last week.
Friday, February 17, 2006
RSV and PNEUMONIA
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Breast are not indecent!!!!
I am a firm believer that people have a right to protest and that people have a right to express their opnions. I also am a firm believer that their is nothing wrong with nudity. That being said, I would like to send you to a place. It is a place full of people using rights given to them by our great nation. Now, I will again say, they have the right, but WHY!?!?!?!?! Do these people not look at themselves in the mirror? I mean really. Do ya'll hinestly think showing off your saggy, limp, pale, uhm........not pretty bodies is going to stop the war? Write a fucking letter for pete's friggin' sake. I mean holly friggin' cow. My kids no all about nudity and I am pretty sure that they too would be a bit repelled by what they see. Now let's look a bit more closely, shall we?!?!
I am not sure about war, yes it is sad and cruel. Yes, it is hard on both sides and unfortunantly could be considered a necessary evil. This picture is most definently indecent. WHere oh where do I start?
1. Please, if this is you in the picture, e-mail me your address and I will send you a razor. Shaven pits will also help with the body odor. (I know I can go two weeks without shaving my pits, so if I am grossed out then you ahve gone too far.)
2. Please do not wear pants so far above your belly button that they touch your boobs. If your pants are not THAT far above your bell button and they are touching your boobs, DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES LEAVE THE HOUSE WITH OUT A BRA FOR THE "GIRLS".
3. My mother had very curly hair and complained often of how hard it was to care for. They make great products now to help either straighten out that mess or embrace your natural gift and make the curls look like something other then the place all the rats on earth go for a vacation.
Now, those of you who are anti war, good for you. Good for you that you have the right to that opnion and good for you that you are not killed for expressing that opnion. Please, all I ask in the name of (insert your politically correct title here) that you do express your opnions in the above manner. Thank you and have a nice day.
Half Nekkid Thursday
I can do nothing but sit at this computer today, so I am playing any and every game I find.
The first is just my feet,
but watch closely......
Now it is my feet on drugs.
Please no shitty comments about the elastic on the bottom of my sweats. They are the sweats my dear husband wore while in basic training. Yes, they say army across the chest and down the leg and HELL FUCKING NO am I one of those girls that wears them out of the house.
A Bunch Of Boring Crap About Me
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Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Way Back Wednesday
(as layed forth by the almighty TKW) is old boyfriends and girlfriends. Well, I do not really have those type of pictures, but I had a lot of guy friends. So I thought I would share / intoduce you to two.
The first, is a super sweet/super stupid friend, Marcus Romero. He can't quit smoking pot long enough to get out of trouble, but when he was out of trouble, he was so fun to be with and super sweet. We were room mates for awhile and I tell you, other then my husband and Dad, he was the easiest man to get along with.
(The first time I met this guy.....I thought serial killer for sure.)
The next fellow (not a boyfriend either), Chris, was one of those guys that protected me like a big brother and always held my hair back. So, seeing he was so sweet, when he passed out drunk at a halloween party, I only saw it fit to photograph my self with him. Oh, and this is a real creative halloween for me. I went as a cowgirl. Oh, so creative.
I guess I didn't exactly follow the "theme", but I played. All while tending to three kids with the flu and I myself now getting sick as well. Do I get any points for that TKW?
Monday, February 13, 2006
Oh yeah, I have some hard core friends back from my prison days. I guess I will save those stories for my memoirs, that are sure to make a best seller.
Down Again?!?!? FLU?!?!?!?!
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Is It the Bird Flu?
Here is little miss angel watching cartoons on mommies bed, waiting for the next wave of puke. She was the first to get sick.
Here is the youngest little man. He was the first to start getting into everything again.
Well, I will have to post more later, we are off to our poor folks (W.I.C) appointment. Gotta love free milk!!!!
Monday, February 06, 2006
Taking it for the team!!!
Okay, so Liz just recently went off Paxill (cold turkey) and is 9 weeks pregnant (many changing hormones) and has pretty much fallen off the deep end. She is mad at her husband all the time and is really quite nasty to him. This makes EVERYONE uncomfortable. Doesn't she know that you are supposed to play nice nice when you are in public. Please DO NOT air all your dirty laundry! Okay, so yesterday is the Super Bowl and Clints other drinking buddy is in Iraq, so it just leaves (let's call him....heehee okay, this too is his name) Mike. Well, I knew that with our three kids and there one Clint would still be able to enjoy the game. However, you throw some nasty comments and guilt on that and he is now unable to enjoy the game. So, what does good wife do? I take Liz and ALL three of my very small children to the mall for several hours. That's right, I took one for the team. Clint had a good time and I had a pretty good time as well. I think it did Liz some good getting out. Just a side note, she is going to talk to her ob about the emotional roller coaster it seems she has gotten on. Thank goodness.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Hello, My Name is Katy
And to the Holtans and the Kretzsingers (fucked up spelling, I am sure), Ya'll are in my heart!!!! Ginormous hugs and kisses to all of you.
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