Wasted Days and Wasted Nights

The last but certainly not least of my cyber-family for me to stalk is Pup. The Speckled Pup. She is my cyber-sister, too. We have a lot in common. I can’t list them all here. That’s between me and Pup. She is kind of mysterious that way. I like that about her. Me, I am kind of an open book. I don’t know how to shut my mouth sometimes. Maybe that’s what she likes about me. Anyway, she is in the quest for a job and I have a feeling she is getting close. Go on over and give her some encouragement! She just joined a choir. I wish I could hear her sing. I have been told that she has a beautiful voice.

I feel like I have wasted away the weekend. I spent most of it in bed with an effing migraine. Have I ever told you how much I hate them? They wear me out. They are depressing. They are painful. When you have as many as I do and are on as many meds as I am, they are worrisome. Sorry to be whiney.

I didn’t get much else done this weekend. Just a lot of sleeping. Oh, I hemmed my new scrub pants so that I can wear them to work today. Did I ever tell you that I am really short? And that if they don’t have petite sizes then I have to hem everything? Yah, well it’s true. My whole life is like that. I don’t quite fit. Just a little off, I am. My Mom used to do all my hemming for me, but I don’t ask her anymore. I’m a big girl now. Besides, I got my own sewing machine now, so I can do it myself. There are a few swear words thrown in with the thread, but I manage to get it done.

We brought Sam and Emily to the dentist this weekend. Our dentist has Saturday hours all day. Does anyone else’s dentist do this? I think it is really nice. Emily didn’t have any cavities, but Sam had one. Big surprise! Getting the kid to brush his teeth is like telling him that he has to pull his toenails out one by one. It’s his first cavity. If you hear screaming on Thursday afternoon, you will know it is either him screaming that he doesn’t want to get his cavity filled or me screaming because he is driving me crazy.

Emily. My Emily. She has her high school orientation tomorrow. She is terrified. I am sad. My baby is going to high school. Yikes. Where did the time go? Wasn’t she just going off to kindergarten? With her long blond hair and her cute little clothes? She still has long blond hair and cute clothes, they are just much bigger now. She will do well. I know it. She’s a good kid with lots of friends. School actually starts on the Tuesday after Labor Day.

Sam starts middle school that day. Lord, am I getting old? I feel old. He’s all skater boy clothes and hair and not at all the perfectly clipped and clothed boy that went off to kindergarten 6 years ago. But, he is still a good kid and he is clean and combed and he looks cute. Of course, I am his Mom.

Sam had his orientation last week. His sister got him off to school because I was in training. That made me feel bad. I have never missed things like that. I may miss Emily going off to her orientation, too. Worse than all that, I may have to miss them both getting off to school the first day. I have never done that. We always video tape them going to school on their first day. Each of them (yes, Ashley, too) have their own tape with all of their first days of school. It is really cool to go back and see how they have changed over the years. At Ashley’s open house, we were going to have it running so people could watch it, but we had changed video recording devices during her childhood, so they were in two different formats and we couldn’t figure out how to put them together. Of course we waited until the last minute, so we didn’t have a lot of time to play around with it. Now we have 4 years to figure it out for Emily, so hopefully we will be able to get it done before then.

Finally–I get to actually work on the peds floor with all my friends, today. I should probably be there all week. Yay. I am excited to actually get my hands dirty, so to speak. I may be slow getting around to you all this week, but come Wednesday afternoon, my time will be mine and I will catch up with whatever I have missed.