I’m Beautiful Like Me.

Can you believe I have no pictures of Joy as a baby on the computer?! When she was really tiny, we didn’t have a digital camera. I lost a nauseating amount of images of her when a transformer down the street that powered my computer randomly exploded one sunny afternoon several years ago. If you learn nothing else from reading my blog, I sincerely hope you take me for my word at this: back up your images!!!

At around 2pm, September 30, 1998, my water broke. At first I thought my already-questionable bladder had completely failed me, but I quickly realized that wasn’t the case. No one ever tells you that when your water breaks, it isn’t just a gush. It does not stop trickling! I called xSO at work to let him know and excitedly paced the house, calling people. After three and a half hours and still no labor pain, we headed to the hospital and yes, I drove.

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Buddha’s leg is broken. Refresher here. Needless to say, I feel like the World’s Worst Mama.

Joy was late for school this morning. We all piled in the Jeep at 8:45am, dropped Joy to school, made a deposit at the bank, stopped at the gas station and went to Buddha’s appointment.

From there, we were sent downtown to the Children’s Hospital for X-rays. He hated the X-rays. I cried with him.

They wouldn’t give me the results and I couldn’t get the doctor’s office on the phone. Lots of freaking out ensued. The radiologist tech was awesome, though and made it happen. The NP we saw at the doctor’s office confirmed that his right tibia is fractured.

We waited around for films to be developed to take to orthopedics. Naturally stressed out, I went outside and off hospital campus for a smoke. On my way back in, I fell and busted my knee up something horrid. It’s all swollen and wicked red.

Then to the orthopedic office. But wait! No one is home to get Joy off the school bus. ARGH! Rushed over to pick her up from school, then to the pediatric orthopedic office clear back the other side of town. We were in that office for over 3 hours. Both of my kids made me proud by being extremely well-behaved. Buddha was in good spirits, particularly considering the injury and the strong negative reaction he had to the X-ray procedures. Finally, at long last, he was seen by the doctor and casted. He didn’t much care for that whole ordeal, either.

My poor baby.

It was 6:30pm when we left the office. We stopped at McDonald’s for dinner. I ran into yet another familiar (and beautiful) face, which lifted my mood a bit. I wish we could’ve visited longer. It was 7:30pm by the time we got home. Husband, the boy and I are thoroughly exhausted. We are going to crawl on the couch and watch television for the remainder of the evening.

This morning, I reached frustration boiling point. I was in the middle of sorting through affiliate links to add to the websites and coding the pages when my darling son turned off my computer. None of my work was saved, so I stormed off into the isolation of my bedroom, closed the door behind me and cried a spell. It was cleansing.

The hard reality is that I cannot make a livable income from home. At least not yet. A supplemental income, sure, but not something that will sustain us.

Did I forget to mention that Husband lost his job yet again?

Well, he did. Geek Squad City terminated his temp position because he “took extended breaks.” Bullshit! His “extended breaks” would be taking the actual allotted amount since he typically takes shorter breaks than offered. My take is that they were pissed they were proven wrong for firing him to begin with and basically forced to take him back.

And here is how it went:

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I’d like to introduce y’all to my family. Brace yourselves.

My oldest brother (and believe you me, it gives me great joy emphasizing the word "oldest" - paybacks for being rejected a drive here or there when he got his license! Yes, I’m still holding a grudge from 1987.), Bones, came in for a visit from Spokane this week. He moved there about 3 years ago, while I was still living in Florida, so I haven’t seen him for about 7 years or better.

We met at Mom’s farm for a barbeque on Wednesday night. Big Rob brought his girls, Taylor and Storm, and Husband and I came with our kids. It was the first time Bones met Husband and our son.

I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.

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