Christmas 2008

Christmas 2008
The Kung Fu Carvers

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Walk the plank!!

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg Matey!

A pumpkin from Bizarro World

The finished pumpkin. I know what you're thinking, that it's upside down. Nope, that's how she made it.

A pumpkin in the making

Making a pumpkin face

Dats a Wecipe!

We stopped for gas last night on the way home during a pretty exciting lightning storm. I was trying to explain to Lexy what lightning was and how it crackles and sizzles. Just then a big one flashed near us. I said "WOAH!" pretty loud. "Dats a wecipe!" she said matter of factly. "Recipe for what, baby?" "Disastah."


Wednesday, October 24, 2007

It's true, I hate needles!

I had to have a fasting blood draw this morning. For those of you who don’t know me as well, I am very phobic of needles. I can’t look at them without my body sending out panic signals. I’ve been stuck my needles so much in the past few years that I’ve just learned to keep my panic under control (I usually have nightmares about the blood draw later). So I get to the clinic and am led back to the blood draw room. There are several people standing around in white coats but it became apparent quickly that one was the supervisor and the only one who is not wearing a white coat is her trainee. The Supervisor looks at my arm and declares my vein to be easy and tells the trainee, “You can do this one.” The panic signals go off but I quickly began talking myself down from the panic quickly rising up in my throat. “I can do this. I can do this.” Someone else preps my arm while the trainee putts around; she’s shuffling papers & talking. So when it’s time to come to my arm, she starts to prep. “No, I’ve done the prep for you,” says one of the white coats. “Oh, thank you.” So the white coats are basically talking her through it. I just shut my eyes and took a deep breath. PAIN! Only the worst blood draw EVER! And trainee keeps apologizing ad nauseum. “Sorry” “Sorry” “Sorry”

Then comes the blood pressure cuff. And shocker, my blood pressure is high. I’m completely freaked out! She takes it 3 times with an automated cuff. My arm is aching so bad by the 2nd try that my fingers are starting to turn white. She ends up taking it 5 times and the doctor a 6th. My arm feels like it wants to fall off Oh, and at the end of the 5th try, trainee decides that my blood draw tape and gauze are in the way of her stethoscope and without a warning, decides to rip it off! I yelped because IT FREAKIN HURT! I pulled my arm away and told her I would remove the rest.

So I have to go back to have my blood pressure taken. I can’t drink any caffeine and need to avoid salty food (including the Weight Watcher meals I’ve been bringing for lunches) for at least 24 hours (as I drink my coffee). Trainee takes me up to the front to reschedule me. Monday isn’t good because I’m in a meeting. Thursday isn’t good because I have something else at the same time she wants me to come in. At this point she’s angrily flicking the scheduling pages back and forth and finally settles on tomorrow. “Can you come in tomorrow at 10?” she asked tersely. Yes, I can do that.. While she’s writing my name in I realize Heck, all I have to eat for lunch today is a Weight Watcher meal (which I’m not supposed to eat for 24 hours). Then I say this out loud. BIG mistake! Now remember, she’s already mad at me. She looks up at me with flames in her eyes (pinky swear) and says, “We were both there when the doctor told you that you were not supposed to eat one of those within 24 hours of coming in.” Obviously I must be a child. I said, “Yes, I was there. I’m just wondering out loud what I should have for lunch.” I then said, “On Weight Watchers you have to write down everything you eat so I’ve written down everything for the day until dinner.” She looks at me like I’m stupid, “Well, can’t you just erase it?” “Well of course I can, but now I have to figure out what I’ll eat instead. I can’t just run home and pack a new lunch.” I’m mad at this point because she is being so incredibly rude and disrespectful and because I’m completely freaked out by the needle poke and want to cry.

Now I’m debating whether I want to call her boss and reschedule and whether or not I want to recommend that trainee not work with the public anymore. She's obviously not the worst person I've ever had a conversation with but WTF?! To me, it's takes extra energy just to be that incredibly rude.

Monday, October 22, 2007

So skewy

This IS her scary face

Friday, October 19, 2007

Not fun

I have strep and so far it's not very much fun

Monday, October 15, 2007

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Laundry mat delimma

Ok Do I use the potentially scary laundry mat bathroom or hold it and wait?
Muse is an awesome band I almost wrote "great" but they really are AWESOME Their album Black Holes & Revelations is 1 of my favs

Sitting at the laundry mat

2 blankets are dried and 1 to go Of course its the biggest one So I sit here and text and listen to Muse
I find it hilarious that a Dorky Dog dance really exists But it does
Its almost the end of my Weight Watchers session I have wrestled with myself the entire time! Apparently Im more unruly than I thought
I splurged and bought new belly dance music and belly dance DVD's I got like 5 of each Now when to get the time to watch them
So Im sitting in the laundry mat washing my blankets I brought my laptop only to discover the batteries were dead And of course the cord is home

Saturday, October 13, 2007

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Not doing so hot at the picking out presents for other people

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

When it comes to dancing, Kiernan has a style all his own

Lexy's First Ballet Lesson

When I went to pick up Lexy from school last week we saw one of her friends getting ready to go to her first ballet lesson. As we drove away from school Lexy said, "I wanna go to ballet." "Really?" "Yeah, I wanna go to ballet!" So we drove around the block and went towards the community center. She couldn't dance because she hadn't paid for the class but she was excited enough to want to sign up and come back. We left from class and went to buy tights, leotard and ballet shoes. She and Kiernan spent 40 minutes that night dancing around her bedroom (yes, Kiernan is dancing).

So last night was her first lesson. All the little girls were adorable. The first thing all the girls do is sit with their teacher while she takes roll.
After she finishes taking roll they all start their warm up. She warms them up just like they were a grown up class. They did jumping jacks (HAHAHA!), side bends, toe name it.

What patience the ballet teacher has!

For the first 20 minutes or so the girls were totally focused but after that 20 minute mark the younger ones started to get a little tired. That's when the random leaping and jumping started. There were groups of spinning baby ballerinas everywhere. At 30 minutes Lexy's face was red and she was panting from all the dancing she'd done. By the time class was done it was like herding cats :)

Lexy had so much fun that afterwards she wanted to keep her tutu on at dinner so everyone could see it.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

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Walking back from the park

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Pedal pedal pedal

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

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The Ballerina and her Brother

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Lexy Ballerina