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Today, a handyman-type guy was due at our house to do some stuff we want to have finished before we list it in two weeks. Some painting was on our list, but there was some drywall and stuff that he was going to do first, and I didn't think he would get to the painting (in my younger sons' room) until tomorrow at least. So he showed up at 8:30 this morning with a three person CREW (first I had heard about that!) and they were ready to start painting. 
It is amazing how fast you can empty two little boys' clothes and stuff out of their room when you have to. 
Later in the day, while I was teaching, my oldest son came into my classroom (right next door to his) with an ice pack on his right index finger. It was HUGE! He could wiggle it and stuff and the consensus was that it was jammed. So, although the swelling looked suspicious to me, I went with that diagnosis and went on with my teaching. I got home around 4, and warned the boys before walking in that they could NOT touch any walls because they might have wet paint on them. All went well and they watched a video while waiting for DH to get home.....we had promised to take them to the Japanese Steakhouse tonight.
DH got home and we went to eat. He looked at Luke's finger at the restaurant and said he was going to have to take him to the Acute Care Clinic on base. (Which left me to put the two little ones to bed and reconstruct their room.
) So I got all that done, and then called my Dad to wish him a Happy Birthday. During that conversation, I heard that his sister, who had a cystoscopy last week, has been diagnosed with kidney cancer. She is my favorite aunt and is almost 87 years old. I am very close to her and am looking forward to living closer to her starting in June. Apparently her prognosis is good, although she will have to have her kidney removed, but it was still sad to hear. 
I called her and talked to her and she sounded really good.....I think she was relieved to finally know what was going on.
DH and Luke walked in. Luke's right index finger is broken, near a growth plate, and I have to take him in tomorrow morning to the ortho for a cast and an exam to determine if he will need SURGERY (because of the proximity to the growth plate). Did I mention that Luke is right-handed? And that I just paid a humongous amount of tuition money for his piano and violin lessons? And that he is in the middle of basketball season and has finally started getting the hang of the game? And that it hasn't even been a year since my middle son broke his arm in three places?
DH has to attend a class about chemical warfare in the morning and won't be able to attend the appt. with us, which is a bummer. So I will take my middle son to school, take my youngest to early care at his preschool, take Luke to his appt. and pray the wait won't be too long, take Luke to school, get home by 11 in time to let the workmen back in, and meet DH at home for a conference call at 12:15 with our financial planner......I'm sure THAT conversation won't be a stressful one at all.
Thanks for letting me vent.....maybe tomorrow afternoon will be uneventful around here!
Sally
It is amazing how fast you can empty two little boys' clothes and stuff out of their room when you have to. Later in the day, while I was teaching, my oldest son came into my classroom (right next door to his) with an ice pack on his right index finger. It was HUGE! He could wiggle it and stuff and the consensus was that it was jammed. So, although the swelling looked suspicious to me, I went with that diagnosis and went on with my teaching. I got home around 4, and warned the boys before walking in that they could NOT touch any walls because they might have wet paint on them. All went well and they watched a video while waiting for DH to get home.....we had promised to take them to the Japanese Steakhouse tonight.
DH got home and we went to eat. He looked at Luke's finger at the restaurant and said he was going to have to take him to the Acute Care Clinic on base. (Which left me to put the two little ones to bed and reconstruct their room.
) So I got all that done, and then called my Dad to wish him a Happy Birthday. During that conversation, I heard that his sister, who had a cystoscopy last week, has been diagnosed with kidney cancer. She is my favorite aunt and is almost 87 years old. I am very close to her and am looking forward to living closer to her starting in June. Apparently her prognosis is good, although she will have to have her kidney removed, but it was still sad to hear. I called her and talked to her and she sounded really good.....I think she was relieved to finally know what was going on.DH and Luke walked in. Luke's right index finger is broken, near a growth plate, and I have to take him in tomorrow morning to the ortho for a cast and an exam to determine if he will need SURGERY (because of the proximity to the growth plate). Did I mention that Luke is right-handed? And that I just paid a humongous amount of tuition money for his piano and violin lessons? And that he is in the middle of basketball season and has finally started getting the hang of the game? And that it hasn't even been a year since my middle son broke his arm in three places?
DH has to attend a class about chemical warfare in the morning and won't be able to attend the appt. with us, which is a bummer. So I will take my middle son to school, take my youngest to early care at his preschool, take Luke to his appt. and pray the wait won't be too long, take Luke to school, get home by 11 in time to let the workmen back in, and meet DH at home for a conference call at 12:15 with our financial planner......I'm sure THAT conversation won't be a stressful one at all.
Thanks for letting me vent.....maybe tomorrow afternoon will be uneventful around here!
Sally
Man!!!! We took Andrew to the dentist yesterday because one of his teeth in the back looked really bad to me and he had been complaining about it being sore. I was sure it was some sort of abscess or something......He has never had a cavity and I was feeling guilty because it's been over a year since he was at the dentist. The good news? He doesn't have a single cavity and the tooth was sore because it is loose and getting ready to come out soon. So before I could celebrate that he was still cavity-free, the dentist asked to speak with me...turns out Andrew has the worst underbite he has ever seen in his professional career. 
I thought that was so sweet of him.
Jennifer
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