This is going to be a short update as I am 50 shades of out of control and it's not looking to slow down before Sunday. I have managed to procrastinate on my Christmas shopping yet again this year. My OCD self is really hating my slacker self. It's not that I haven't wanted to shop, but the only days I have to myself are Tuesday and Thursday mornings which of course coincides with 500 doctors appointments. So... all that being said, I was able to get most of my shopping done this week. The good news about waiting until the last minute, is that I scored some ridiculous deals. Every store I walked into had all the merchandise at least 40% off. That's insane!! I had to physically restrain myself from going on a huge shopping binge for me. You know, nothing says Merry Christmas like a brand new wardrobe from The Loft and Gap, right? Aside from the fact that I'm almost certain they don't take monopoly money because that's about all I've got :). Ha! Anyway, I was very well behaved and only bought one present for me.
I also managed to order my Christmas cards late - Thanksgiving being a week later this year is really throwing me for a loop. They arrived on Tuesday, but don't worry, all did not end well there. I managed to grossly underestimate the amount of cards I needed. Somehow, when I stopped teaching math, I also managed to forget how to actually do math... Oh, by the way, nothing gets you in the spirit of Christmas more than shelling out $20 for rush shipping (which cost more than the cards, in case you were wondering) because you've realized you're an idiot. Le sigh...
In other super cheerful holiday bliss news, being Simon's class mom is going to be the undoing of me. Surely I am the LEAST qualified person for this job. Part of my job description (Ha!) was/ is collecting money at the beginning of the year so we can all go in together for class gifts (Christmas, birthdays, etc). I then purchase said gifts. Obviously I waited until the last minute, but in my defense, we've had a lot going on (that's an entirely separate blog post...maybe next week). I managed to score wildly at World Market and his teachers received some really nice gifts, if I do say so myself. I had two moms volunteer to host the class Christmas luncheon and they had everything planned and ready to go. Until, that is, I checked my email at 7am Thursday morning (the day of the party). One of the mom's had a stomach bug and the other mom had a child with something similar rendering them both out of commission. Guess who got to be in charge of hosting?!?! Did I mention that I had also planned on doing all of my Christmas shopping yesterday?!?!? Somehow, and I really don't know how, everything was accomplished and on time. Yesterday earned me at least 3 glasses of wine. Fa la la la la, la la la!!!!!!!!
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Friday, December 20, 2013
Friday, December 13, 2013
Waffles & Cheese
This week has been absolutely nuts! Stella had her Christmas program (which was adorable, by the way!), we've had other activities, doctor's appointments and so on the list goes. I realized that I am seriously behind on 89% of my Christmas shopping and I'm feeling a mild panic attack coming on realizing that. Oh, I know it's going to get done, that's what Amazon Prime and bottles of wine are for, but every time I look at my to-do list it's grown by a foot.
We were thrilled to welcome another Hinman into the family this week. My newest nephew, Cameron Jackson, arrived early in the morning on Wednesday. I can't wait to meet him! I had a check-up with my plastic surgeon today and she is very happy with the results from surgery last week. I am healing quite nicely and have to say, the "girls" are looking damn good :)
In the first 10 days of December here in Georgia, we had 9 straight days of rain. Between Murphy mud bogging in the backyard and the kids not being able to play outside, I'm worried my house may be condemned. Holy freaking disaster area. Bet you can't guess what I'm up to this weekend...
Good news, Steve and I finally got around to moving our elf yesterday. Poor guy has been sitting on the mantle for over a week. It's been a busy stressful week, okay? None of us could remember his name from last year (parents of the year, right here) so Stella decided we should call him Waffles. I think it goes along perfectly with Baby Cheese :). Shouldn't everything in life have a food theme? Anyway, Waffles finally moved during nap time yesterday and Stella's mind was completely blown. I mean, she just couldn't figure it out. Needless to say, we remembered to move Waffles again 5 minutes before the kids came downstairs. I hope we can keep it up! By the way, Baby Cheese is still with us, although he has needed rescuing several time from Murphy. Baby Cheese has had many adventures, I hope he makes it until Christmas!
Friday, December 6, 2013
"Baby Cheese"
Hello! Long time no chat. I had actually planned on updating the blog yesterday before my surgery, but the hospital had a cancellation and asked me to come in earlier. Seeing that my original time wasn't scheduled until 2pm (with no food or drink after midnight) I jumped on the chance to move things up. Fatty's got to eat!
My surgery went very well and I'm feeling good. This was a much less complicated surgery and I was able to come home yesterday. I was so thankful to be able to sleep in my own bed! I haven't even taken any pain meds this go round, so hopefully things stay that way. I'm not in any pain, just a little sore, which I can totally handle. In terms of functionality, I'm sure I should be resting, but well, I have two toddlers, a husband and two insane dogs. Chaos will always reign supreme in this house.
So, let's see, yesterday could have qualified for Trashtastic Thursday. While yes, everything went smoothly with my surgery, the rest of the day did not. When the hospital called to move up my surgery, I was actually already there, having a routine ECHO (I'm required to do these every 3 months while on Herceptin). But, I couldn't just walk over the surgery center because that would mean we had two cars at the hospital and I wasn't allowed to drive myself home, for obvious reasons. So, I drove home, quickly showered (this was a requirement, because I wasn't sure when I'd be allowed to shower next!) and then Steve and I headed back to the hospital. The kids both had school yesterday, so the plan was for him to get me situated, run back and pick the kids up, then come back to the hospital to pick me up. All plans sound so good, in theory. Of course, nothing ever goes to plan. On the way to pick up the kids, Steve was in a car accident. Luckily, he's mostly okay (a little whiplash, possibly a slight concussion) unlike his car. Thankfully, he was not at fault, he was rear-ended at a red light. But, given that Steve drives a smaller car and he was rammed by an F-150 pick-up, his car took the brunt of the damage. So, then he had to run home, switch cars and pick up the kids. Upon picking Simon up, Steve was told that Simon had bitten someone...what?!?! Simon has NEVER done that. I'm still horrified and baffled that he did that. Is it too early for Military school? Biting is completely unacceptable in m book. Such a lovely day, all around.
We had an interesting trip to Virginia last week. My apologies for not calling anyone to get together, I had two sick kids the ENTIRE time, so my hands were full. Two trips to urgent care, loads of antibiotics and I was ready to pull what little hair I have out of my head. My parents were troopers for putting up with that disaster. However, we did have a nice Thanksgiving dinner and time spent with family.
Given that Thanksgiving was late this year (so late, right?!?!), the kids and I spent all day Monday decorating. That should really be translated to: they "helped" while I redecorated the tree 20 times. We decided to put up our fake tree this year, given Murphy's love of consumption of plants and trees. I also made a game-time decision to only hang plastic ornaments. Wow, that was a good call on my part. Between dog tails and toddler hands, it's been a constant battle keeping the ornaments on the tree. The kids also have a Little People nativity play set that they've enjoyed playing with. I've been making an attempt to have them learn the names, but it's been an exercise in humor and bad pronunciations. Stella kept telling me that Murphy stole "Baby Cheese" (that's toddler for Baby Jesus) off the table. Poor Baby Cheese, it's going to be a long couple of weeks for him :).
My surgery went very well and I'm feeling good. This was a much less complicated surgery and I was able to come home yesterday. I was so thankful to be able to sleep in my own bed! I haven't even taken any pain meds this go round, so hopefully things stay that way. I'm not in any pain, just a little sore, which I can totally handle. In terms of functionality, I'm sure I should be resting, but well, I have two toddlers, a husband and two insane dogs. Chaos will always reign supreme in this house.
So, let's see, yesterday could have qualified for Trashtastic Thursday. While yes, everything went smoothly with my surgery, the rest of the day did not. When the hospital called to move up my surgery, I was actually already there, having a routine ECHO (I'm required to do these every 3 months while on Herceptin). But, I couldn't just walk over the surgery center because that would mean we had two cars at the hospital and I wasn't allowed to drive myself home, for obvious reasons. So, I drove home, quickly showered (this was a requirement, because I wasn't sure when I'd be allowed to shower next!) and then Steve and I headed back to the hospital. The kids both had school yesterday, so the plan was for him to get me situated, run back and pick the kids up, then come back to the hospital to pick me up. All plans sound so good, in theory. Of course, nothing ever goes to plan. On the way to pick up the kids, Steve was in a car accident. Luckily, he's mostly okay (a little whiplash, possibly a slight concussion) unlike his car. Thankfully, he was not at fault, he was rear-ended at a red light. But, given that Steve drives a smaller car and he was rammed by an F-150 pick-up, his car took the brunt of the damage. So, then he had to run home, switch cars and pick up the kids. Upon picking Simon up, Steve was told that Simon had bitten someone...what?!?! Simon has NEVER done that. I'm still horrified and baffled that he did that. Is it too early for Military school? Biting is completely unacceptable in m book. Such a lovely day, all around.
We had an interesting trip to Virginia last week. My apologies for not calling anyone to get together, I had two sick kids the ENTIRE time, so my hands were full. Two trips to urgent care, loads of antibiotics and I was ready to pull what little hair I have out of my head. My parents were troopers for putting up with that disaster. However, we did have a nice Thanksgiving dinner and time spent with family.
Given that Thanksgiving was late this year (so late, right?!?!), the kids and I spent all day Monday decorating. That should really be translated to: they "helped" while I redecorated the tree 20 times. We decided to put up our fake tree this year, given Murphy's love of consumption of plants and trees. I also made a game-time decision to only hang plastic ornaments. Wow, that was a good call on my part. Between dog tails and toddler hands, it's been a constant battle keeping the ornaments on the tree. The kids also have a Little People nativity play set that they've enjoyed playing with. I've been making an attempt to have them learn the names, but it's been an exercise in humor and bad pronunciations. Stella kept telling me that Murphy stole "Baby Cheese" (that's toddler for Baby Jesus) off the table. Poor Baby Cheese, it's going to be a long couple of weeks for him :).
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