Pick Me!

My buddy Liz from This Full House has such a wonderful giveaway over at This Full House Reviews that I almost hate to tell you about it. However, since doing so gives me two extra chances to win and is highly unlikely to triple the number of entrants, the odds are in my favor.

What is the great giveaway? It’s a $50 Target gift certificate.

That’s just about enough to buy another game for the Wii.

Scaredy Cat

Mr. B and BD just left to pick up two of her friends to spend the night.

The phone rang.  Caller ID showed it is another of her friends.

Not wanting to get caught in the middle of teenage girl trauma, I did not pick up.

Thought for the Day

If you potty trained your youngest child in 1997 and are checking out at Target and the last item of the shopper in front of you is a large box of Pampers, you might want to make sure the cashier doesn’t scan them into your order or you may have a nasty case of sticker shock and need to make a trip to customer service to get your $20.79 back. Plus tax.

Pretty Nervy

The good news is that I don’t have carpal tunnel syndrome (or as BD calls it, “carpool tunnel syndrome”) after all.

Instead, it’s something a bit more exotic. I have what’s called a cervical rib (found only in somewhere between 0.5 and 10 percent of people, depending who you believe). In my case, the little devil is apparently pinching a nerve in my neck, leading to the tingling in my fingers and a very achy shoulder.

The diagnosis required x-rays of my neck. The only x-rays I’ve had before are dental ones and mammograms. It freaked me out a bit to see myself looking like a modern day Yorick.

When BD got home, I told her that I have Thoracic Outlet Syndrome. She paused a moment, then said, “Are you dying?” When informed that my life was not in danger and I was just going to need some physical therapy, she happily ignored me for the rest of the day went back to her regular routine.

Moving Up the Coolness Scale

My Mother’s Day gift is still in transit, but when it gets here, I just may be the coolest mom in the entire state.

I’m getting this.

Happy Mother’s Day

Since the majority of my readers (3 is the majority of 5, right?) are moms, I’d like to wish you a happy Mother’s Day. I know it’s a little late in the day, but I’ve been busy enjoying myself.

After Sunday School and church, I was treated to a lovely lunch at Olive Garden, where I made myself eat some salad and half my entree before digging into the tiramisu–which I did NOT offer to share.

Then it was home to continue painting for awhile, before breaking for some Wii family fun. Then the plan was to watch “I Am Legend,” but I wimped out when the first zombie appeared. While the rest of the Bluegrasses stuck with Will Smith, I read for awhile, and painted a little more trim.

Now it’s out to the hot tub for some family bonding time.

What more could a mother ask for?

I’d Rather Be Blogging

Mr. B and I are finally painting our master bedroom. For once, I am NOT appreciating what a nice, large room it is.

De-bugging the Project

Scene I (last Thursday)
BD: I need materials to make a bug in science.
BGM: Well, what do you need?
BD: Styrofoam balls, about this big (indicating about 2″). And Popsicle sticks.
BGM: We have some craft sticks. So do you need me to buy anything besides the styrofoam balls?
BD: No, that’s it. I have to take them in on Monday.

Scene II (in the car on Saturday)
BGM: After we drop you at the movies, Dad & I are going to get your bug supplies. Do you need anything besides those styrofoam balls?
BD: No.
BGM: You sure?
BD: Oh, yes, I’m sure.

Scene III (at home on Sunday)
BD: We need to go to the store. I need pipe cleaners and markers for my project.
(Pipe cleaners were eventually found among the art supplies in the pantry, and BD admitted that she had some markers at school she could use. Good thing, since I was NOT going back to the store.)

Scene IV (Monday morning)

BGM: BD, do you have everything you need for school?
BD: Yes.
BGM: You have your social studies papers? (They were overdue)
BD: Yes!
BGM: You have your bug supplies?
BD (more irritated by the minute): Yes, Mom!

Scene V (half an hour later, via telephone):
BD (probably glad she got the voicemail instead of a live Mama): Mom, I forgot some of my supplies for my project. Can you bring them to school?

Tragedy on the Track

We were still enjoying the thrill of hitting the exacta in the Kentucky Derby with Big Brown and Eight Belles (and wishing we’d bet the trifecta, since we had the third place horse, Denis of Cork, in our box, too), when the TV cameras showed a horse down on the track and announced that it was the filly, Eight Belles. Two broken ankles meant she couldn’t be saved.

A very sad ending to what had been a great race.

Derby Day Tribute

I don’t know if Dan Fogelberg, who died a few months ago, ever actually attended the Kentucky Derby, but he was certainly associated with it.