The Bee

The boy will be going on his first camping trip this weekend....I'll let you know just how much dirt a 11 month old can eat, when I get back.

I went out to the car yesterday to put the carseat in. I am always barefoot. I hate shoes. So in the carseat installation process, I stepped on a bee. I thought to myself...."aw fuck that really hurt, but it's only a beesting. It will be better in a while."..this was a 11:30-12noon.

I went inside and put some baking soda on it, like my mom used to do. It helped. But shortly after that my toes started to get stiff, and my foot started to swell. I am not allergic to bees. I have been stung many times, and never had a problem. But this time seemed to be different. It started to hurt worse. I thought to myself...."this must be some sort of crazy death wasp or something...which I also thought was a good name for a metal band.

I called my husband and told him that I stepped on a bee, and the current status of my foot. He says...."oh yeah, this morning when I was leaving, I saw that there was a bee nest in the fence pole by the driveway, I was gonna take care of it when I got home.".....yeah thanks hun

So then it did not stop hurting. I couldn't get my shoe on. And I was in pain. I called the doctor, thinking they may have some ingenious thing to put on it or something. Did you know that you should put meat tenderizer on a bee sting? I didn't. And seeing as I don't eat meat, that was not going to be my miracle cure. I have never owned meat tenderizer in my life.

But they did tell me to take Benedryl. Which I did. But it was not immediatley making me feel better. So I actually...get this...had to call in to work....because I stepped on a bee.....WTF! Imagine what a retard I sounded like on the phone.....my god. I felt like such a dumbass.

So when I got here today...I told everyone they had one chance to make fun of me and that was it....
Now I just have a nasty oozing hole in the bottom of my foot. Sexy huh?

When my husband got home, he went a killed the bees...he is my knight in drywall dust.

This is my real life....

Second plea for help....

I have already posted it, but I am asking againl....we have until the end of the month. I will probably remind you again, cause I am obsessed...thanks

My son is in a cute smile contest....we have until the end of August to make him a winner! Cause you know he is the cutest baby ever....

He got second place last time....boo hoo....
We need your help in making him first this time!
He is # 7 and he needs your help...

Vote for Lex here!

Baby, bong, dinner table, cat

I am at work at 1am...this constitutes a post....

My son is walking and doing some talking....Mama, da-da, bub-bye...and he makes this "shsehshshe" every time I say fishy...so I think that's what that is. He is running too...more like trotting, but much faster than walking. He is so smart...too smart. And friends....we have a climber....that is not much fun. If there is something he can get on top of...he does it. He also kisses me now...and I love it. Oh OH and he can brush his teeth and hair! Can you believe it? 11 months and he will brush his teeth and hair. I mean, not like a pro or anything, but he know what to do with those items, and does it relatively well for only being on the planet less than a year. I am proud, can you tell?

In other news....I have rearranged my basement and it is time for our bedroom to be moved down there. I went up and down the stairs approx. 200 times on Saturday. My calves feel like they will explode with the next step I take. I realized with this, that I walk up and down the stairs on my toes. Hence the calf pain. Is this normal? Do most people walk on their toes when using stairs. I have to make a more conscience effort not to do this. I will need to start getting more thigh involved. That needs the work.

So the basement has be de-spidered and cleaned. Ready for my bedroom. My basement is huge, and it will make a nice bedroom. I don't think we have done it in the basement yet. Oh whoops, got off track......Yeah so the bedroom will be made into a dining room. I have never had one of those. I put in a bar in the kitchen, because I never planned on having any children that I would want to sit and eat with. And the only kind of entertaining I have ever done, involved a case of beer or two, a bong, and standing room only. You know what I'm talking about?

So now, I am going to do the family thing with the dinner table and everything.

Well you will be glad to know that Mack is doing well. He has put on some weight. I have healed all of his wounds. And he is happy and healthy...I even caught him gettin some from the neighbor cat!

Cutest Smile Contest

My son is in a cute smile contest....we have until the end of August to make him a winner! Cause you know he is the cutest baby ever....

He got second place last time....boo hoo....
We need your help in making him first this time!
He is # 7 and he needs your help...

Vote for Lex here!

Toddler tude

My sons new word is "bub'bye". Which he runs around the house saying all day long.

So I thought I would be cute and get the video camera out while he was eating and see if I could get him to say it. I set up the camera on the chair, cause he knows something is up when he sees it. Anyway, he didn't know he was being taped.

I said "bub'bye" about 25 times, trying to get him to say it. And of course he woudln't, now that he knew I wanted him to. After about 10 minutes of this....he wrinkles up his eyebrows and get this angry look....then yells "BUUUB BYEEEE" at the top of his lungs.... Like he was telling me....there I said it, shut up.

It was very funny. And I have it all on video. If I can figure out how to get it on here. I will.
I don't know where he could get that attitude from, can you?

Tyranasauras Lex

I just have to take some time (which I have none of) to show you my little monster these days...
This is why I have no time.....

Mack

I went out onto my deck Saturday morning to smoke. I heard a noise...it came closer and closer. I then realized it was a cat. He came up to me meowing like he was my best friend, but also like he was crying for help. I saw him and kind of ignored him. I thought it was sort of different because most of the cats in my neighborhood run away and are not interested in humans. But he was instantly in love with me.

I went in and didn't think anymore about it. A few hours later, I went out and he was still there. Same thing all over again. I bent down to pet him and realized what big feet and head he had, but also that I could feel his spine through his back.....it was gross. So I (hating what I was thinking) went in the house and brought back a piece of ham for the poor kitty. I realized what beautiful big green eyes he had. And it has been so hot and dry for a month or so, I also gave him some water. This was at 11am.

We left that day to go to a family reunion..another story...and came back around 7pm, and he was still there. I told Mr. Perfect that I didn't want a cat, and he agreed. But the more we went out there the more we noticed what a good cat he was, and how pretty he was. He had some fleas, and a small wound on his leg, but other than that, not bad. Mr. Perfect then did something I thought he would never do...."he is so skinny, give him some tunafish."....WHOA! So I did.

I think he did belong to someone, because other than being skinny, he is a loving good looking cat. He came running when I opened the can of tuna....which is another sign. It is so sad that someone would have abandoned him.

So by Monday....he was still there. I broke down and when to the pet store...got some food, flea shampoo, and flea stuff. I gave him a bath, which he took rather well. And fed him...got him de-flea'd. He has been there ever since.

I do not want him inside, I don't do kitty litter. But Thom upstairs said that he would take him in the winter time, and in the summer he can live outside. He is male and has his claws and balls. He is also not afraid of my dogs either, he stands right up to them. And also baby Lex thinks he is the funniest thing ever. The cat can just walk by and he falls down laughing. And the cat thinks Lex is the best thing ever too.

I told Mr. Perfect that he needed a Muppet name. So I named him Bunson Honeydew. You know the professor from the Muppets with no eyeballs and bald green head....anyway, I liked it. Well, Mr. Perfect and his dad were doing some reminiscing about old times and they said they used to have a cat named Peterbilt. Because his dad was a truck driver. So them they decided he needed to be named Mack. So it stuck and his name is Mack Bunson Honeydew....or just Mack.

So I have a new addition to my family. I am still trying to fatten him up. And his hair is real thin, I am assuming it is from malnutrition. So the flea stuff kind of absorbed into his hair instead of his skin. But it is drying and he already looks ten times better than he did 4 days ago....