Being Sick

So the past couple of days I have felt kinda dizzy and not really up to doing anything. I just told myself that it's because of this new diet I am on and I am detoxing from soda and my body is flushing out all of the bad things. Well today at work I was especially dizzy and by the time lunch rolled around I figured I should eat something to help with this spinning head thing. About 20 min after lunch I got sick and when you get sick you leave work. I really hope that I don't have what C had last weekend. that would just be miserable and knowing we are leaving tomorrow for California makes me even more not want to have whatever it is that is making the world turn around me and my tummy do flip flops.

Sick C

So today we are supposed to go to and egg hunt, but no C stayed up ALL night eating junk food because The Husband just let him and now I am stuck at home with a throwing up child. It wouldn't be so bad it he would just use the bucket but that is a dream. The bucket is right next to him and he is still throwing up all over the floor. So here is where the wicked step mother comes out. I have no problem helping him out and getting the bucket and rubbing his back while he is throwing up in the bucket but after he just let it go all over the floor I was done! The Husband was called and told to come home. I will not put up with sickness all over the floor.

I figured it out...

I have subscribed to so many blogs lately that it is hard to keep up with them all, but I have noticed a pattern. I would say 90% of them are photography blogs. I have this strange obsession with photography. I want to be a photographer for national geographic, that would be my ultimate desire and before I met Jason that was my plan. I was going to go to school to be a photographer and somehow work my way into photojournalism and eventually travel all over the world to take photographs of children in Africa playing in the tall grass, or in India playing in the rivers. I want to travel to the North Pole to photograph polar bears and the south pole to capture penguins at play. It is an unhealthy obsession really. If I could I would spend thousands and thousands of dollars to decorate my home in places I have never been that some day I will go to just to take pictures. Well in looking at these families and these places on the blogs that I now follow I realized at that moment something is being created. something that will last "forever". At that moment I was let into a strangers world and they shared their happiness or sorrow or peace with me. That is why I love photography so much. There is a beingness that you have. an in the moment clarity to capture just the right story to share with the world or maybe just your neighbor when they come into your home.

White Trash

So apparently I am "white trash" I love it that a person that I have met once and have welcomed into my home has labelled me "white trash". This coming from the fact that I am having a birthday party for my child that is turning 1. He went off about how I can probably not even afford it and I should not even be celebrating her birthday because she will not remember it anyway. First of all I can afford this party. After looking at having an "Under the Sea" party at the aquarium and REALLY not being able to afford it I realized wait this is a party for her brothers and sisters more than her. What can I do that is cheap but they will enjoy. SWIMMING! So I can decorate the room myself and use it how I want to use it. 15 bucks isn't so bad for an hourly rate to have a private room and the kids can jump off the diving boards. But because according to some guy who has met me once I live pay check to paycheck and can't even afford the private room. Well last time I checked I was just fine financially and you sir are the one with rusty cars in you front yard.

Journal entry... Just the basics

So I went to Hawaii to be able to relax and get my head back together. Well it did nothing for me... It was raining and windy the whole time and as beautiful as it is when you can't leave your condo except to find a place to stay out of the rain the plans kind of blow up in your face. My sister is going to Hawaii in May for M's birthday and I think I might go then, if I can afford it...

A is getting so big. She loves walking with her little walker toy. She is crazy fast at it and tries to take a step but still not quite ready. I finally decided to do her party at the rec center. The party is mostly for the kids so I needed to do something fun. $15 an hour for a room is so much better the $200 for an hour and a half in a sunken ship at the aquarium. We are still going to do the Aquarium just not reserve the sunken ship room. The penguins are going on display on March 26th. I AM SO EXCITED!!! That is one of the reasons I was thinking about doing the party there but it was just too much to spend on a first birthday when the birthday child will not even remember it.

I got in a car accident on my birthday. Stupid cell phones!!! People, DO NOT TEXT AND DRIVE! This lady was totally not paying attention and slammed right into the back of me. She admitted on the scene that she was messing with her phone and was issued a citation. I was taken in ambulance to IMC where they never checked me in and forgot about me until the cop showed up 45 min later. OOPS! Ya strapped to a backboard, with a neck brace on, can't move calling for help because the dumb nurse didn't give me the little remote to call with was a great thing. I LOVE my birthday. For some reason it is a day when everything goes wrong. Luckily this year is the last birthday I will ever celebrate, I turned 29 and that is how old I am going to stay FOREVER! So almost 3 weeks later I am still dizzy and my vision keeps going blurry and my head is killing me. Wonderful world of fibromyalgia mixed with your basic whip lash, a combination that prevents me from healing like the average person. Well good news it I get to do water therapy, bad news is water mean swim suit and I still look horrible a year after having A.

On Tuesday B came home from visitation crying and all quiet. Psycho told him that he is just like me and The Husband. Well The Husband and I are "going to live with Satan" her little self righteous way of saying we are going to Hell and reminds the children of this every chance she can. So now B for the first time has been told that he is going to Hell. What type of psycho mother would tell her 8 year old child that he is going to Hell? Now the kids are being told by their grandma that the meds that Psycho takes make her mean and she doesn't know what she is saying. WELL... If this is true does the mother realize she has been saying horrible things about people for years now and maybe all of the lies she has said about The Husband were because of the meds? So maybe if the family of this crazy psycho would have listened to The Husband 7 years ago all of this pain would have never been caused to the children and Psycho would have gotten the help she needed when the problem very first presented itself. But then again if they would have gotten her help then I would not have The Husband and the most precious baby in the whole world.

Hawaii

Is a rainy windy place...

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