I Pulled a Muscle in my Bum

It’s been a super busy and fun weekend.

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Honestly, I have no clue what I did Friday night – I’d like to say it’s because I was partying so hard I have no memory – but alas, the reality is that my memory has never been good and is getting worse.  I think we just hung out at home.  Yeah, let’s just say we hung out at home!

Saturday I got up and enjoyed a cup of coffee whilst watching the Pioneer Woman and then got Mr. T up so he could shower.  Papa came and picked him up and they went to repair the fence.  Apparently Cassius (Lee’s boxer) has been jumping the half fence and landing 5′ below in the easement and then visiting the neighbors yard. The neighbors weren’t all that happy to have him visit.  Maybe he has bad breath.   While they were gone I cranked the tunes and got the house clean!  It felt great!

Dad and Mr. T worked until 3:00 pm and dad dropped him back off so he could shower and we went bowling! It was so awesome!  There were 9 of us total, and the guy behind the counter was super cool and worked with me and told me which package was most fiscally responsible and he goes “It comes with ‘six’ shoe rentals, if you get my meaning” (Dude, you are going to save me money with a party package and give us all the extra shoe rentals we need at no extra charge – yeah, I hear ya!!)

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My lovely bowling shoes! And now that I think about it – I don’t remember taking my socks back out of my purse… they may still be in there… huh.

It was so much fun!  I’m a crappy bowler, but I don’t let it stop me! Also, I bowl overhand.  I wasn’t aware that this was odd until this event!  I tried to bowl “properly” and go underhand a couple of times, but it wasn’t comfortable.  Oh, and there was the time I almost fell but didn’t!!  I was so proud of myself for not falling – cause hey – it’s me, a klutz,

and a slipper floor – it’s guaranteed I will wipe out at least once.  But I didn’t fall!!

Of course – the effort it took not to fall – well, I pulled a muscle in my bum, my derriere, my gluteus maximus.  No joke.  I pulled a muscle in my butt.  Fortunately, it only really bothers me getting in and out of the car, or sitting down.  Or anytime my butt is needed in an activity.

It was fun, though, and we all went out to dinner afterwards at a cute little Mexican Restaurant – and they had the jumbo Cowboy football schedules, so score! I got one for my fridge.

(Hey Holly – it has the Redskins on the opposite side! I’d send you a pick, but the Redskins suck!)

(Oh, hey – MMK – the Eagles suck too, just making sure that you knew that!)

Man, I love football!

Anyway… Sunday we got up and headed for church, and as soon as I pulled into the parking lot I remembered – they weren’t having classes today, they were having some type of potluck thingy, and I didn’t have a dish.  Sigh.  We turned around.  (Yes, I’m sure I could have stayed, but I don’t like to partake if I don’t participate.)

So, we drove back home – with a quick detour at Denny’s!  The plus side was that Mr. T and I got to enjoy a lovely breakfast together.  It rocked!

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Yummy!

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Even more yummy!!!!

Then we headed home to change clothes and over to Grammy and Papa’s house.  Mr. T and Papa had to finish fixing the fence and mom wanted my help rearranging the furniture in their bedroom.  This sounds easy, right?

Wrong.  Their furniture is heavy.  I’m not talking about challenging to move, I’m talking about the fact that their bed is so heavy that I almost had to go get a jack out of the garage just to lift the bed long enough to get the sliders underneath!!  Fortunately, mom and I are stronger than we look.  It took a couple of hours and enough sweat to fill the swimming pool, but we got it accomplished!

Quick break for lunch and checked the progress of Papa and Mr. T and they were close… so I went out and helped.  Now, I have been welding a hammer since I was little and it was embarrassing. I messed up in four different places… Ugh.  Oh well, I was too worn out to do more than just grab another nail! Then we were able to put up some chicken wire and voila! Cassius should not be able to escape!

Please, cross your fingers he doesn’t escape.

Mr. T and I made it home and I saw him sit on the couch and I was like “get your butt off my couch!! Go shower!!”  He giggled and goes “Look at my ankles.”  “Oh my goodness!! Get off my couch!! You have a dirt line that is five shades darker than your skin – GET OFF MY COUCH!!!”

In an effort to put a good spin on things, during the drive home I told Mr. T “It’s a good kinda sore, it’s a sore than comes from having fun and working hard!  Shows we really participated this weekend!”

Yup, that totally happened, I tried to convince myself and T that these sore muscles were a good thing!  I think he was too tired to call my bluff!

Oh – he walked through the room so I asked him what we did on Friday night:

We rented GI Joe 2 and had an at home movie night!

We rented GI Joe 2 and had an at home movie night!

Dinner Time

The other day I had a work meeting outside the house that ran from about 2:30 – 7:00 pm.

Towards the end of my meeting, I got this tweet:

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So, I got home.  I did notice that the dish washer was going, and that surprised me, but my thought was that he had cleaned his room and was doing dishes.

Oh no… I asked him why his feet hurt and what was going on? He goes “look in the fridge”  I was like “Oh, did you clean it out?”

No, he hadn’t cleaned out the fridge, he filled it up!

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While I was gone my kid cooked enough food to last us a week:

  1. beans
  2. 2 servings of ramen noodles
  3. Hamburger Helper
  4. jello
  5. egg-less cookie dough to eat not bake (more like a brownie mix)
  6. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches

Now, before you judge, you need to know that most of what he cooked are items that I keep on hand for emergencies, it’s not part of our everyday rotation – and I’m not sure how old the box of jello was; however, I will eat everything! My son spent time cooking for me, so I will eat it!  In fact, today, I had ramen noodles for my lunch – it’s been years since I’ve had any, and yeah, they haven’t changed at all! For dinner, I will have some hamburger helper.  And I will enjoy it all because I didn’t have to cook AND he didn’t leave me all those dirty dishes to do!

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Yup, that happened – my son got bored and cooked for a week!

Versatile Blogger and Wonderful Team Membership Awards

I am so blessed!  I’ve been nominated for a few more awards, and in the interest of saving time and not boring you, I’m going to break tons of rules and I’m also going to combine them in one post so that you aren’t bombarded by my bragging!

Mummy Flying Solo nominated me for the Versatile Blogger Award.  I love this award because the name says it all “Versatile”, embracing a variety of subjects, fields or skills.  I like the idea that I’m versatile!

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Rules:

  1. Display the Award Certificate on your website/blog. Check!
  2. Announce your win with a post. Make sure to post a link back to me as a ‘thank you’ for the nomination. Check!
  3.  Present 15 awards to deserving bloggers. Kinda Check! 
  4.  Drop them a comment to tip them off after you have linked them in the post. I might do this… or not!
  5.  Post 7 interesting things about yourself.  Yeah Right!
Interesting Things about myself:
  1. I’m a Cancer.  Not that I subscribe to the mass cultural delusion that the sun’s apparent position relative to arbitrarily defined constellations at the time of your birth somehow affects your personality. (15 points if you can name that show)
  2. TV teaches me things – I’ve learned that if you are a secret Santa and you draw the name of a gay man, you get him a cashmere scarf.  A bunch of singing kids taught me this (only 10 points for that show)
  3. I’m a kid at heart and love kid movies.  Seriously, Pixar and Dreamworks have kept me going for the last several years with laughter and lessons.  The secret ingredient is there is no secret ingredient.  It’s all about you.  (20 points if you can guess the movie.)

Okay. Apparently I only have three interesting things to share about myself.  Oh, I’m sure there are more, but this really puts me on the spot – so how about a shameless plug? “If you’d like to find out more interesting things about me – Read My Blog!!!”

In no particular order:

  • Who or What Was That – if you don’t follow Karaboo’s blog full of code names and drama – you really should! Between work, family and friends, her blog covers everything – click the link above to read about The Great Mustard War of 2013.
  • Arash Recovery – I found Arash when he was Freshly Pressed, and so I’m sure at that time many of your saw him too, but if you never read more than that one post you are denying yourself the opportunity to get to know a wonderful man who shares his journey of recovery from an injury that does not define him.
  • The (not so) Secret Life of a PhD Student – I am constantly surprised at how much I learn – and how much I enjoy learning – when I open a new post.  I remember my mom getting her PhD, and it is interesting to see the struggle that the students go through.  We also get links to articles that Student has published, and I’ve been impressed!
  • Shut Up Dad – cracks me up all the time.  We recently were both lamenting the fact that we have to let go of our favorite t-shirt.  He also has a second blog about the comic book he is writing.  Talk about versatile!
  • Today’s Manager – I’m pretty new to following this blog, but I love the way Cranston approaches and offers solutions to common work place situations.  It’s not often that I have to exercise my role as Manager, but I love the articles and keeping my skills fresh and gathering ideas on how to deal with my employees.  Plus, his last article was titled “Booger Fingers”.  How can you not read that?
  • Sarah’s Brand New Chapter – Sarah is newly married, can’t cook and just got a new job.  Despite all of that, I still tend to identify with her and her struggles and her good times.  Her stories are ones that my girlfriends and I tell each other and I’m having fun reading her journey, check her out!

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Mummy Flying Solo also nominate me for the Wonderful Team Membership Award.  This one fills my heart because part of blogging goal was to participate.  I didn’t want to be an impersonal blogger that spews forth all of this gibberish, but doesn’t take time to connect.  This is harder than you think, because, at heart, I’m a hermit.  It is hard for me to make connections, and I work hard to be a better person and to connect with others.  So, I feel happy being presented with this, it means that I’m participating!  I’m mingling! (Okay, you can double your points here and get 45 if you can name that movie – but it’s old school!)

I also love this award because there are no rules!!  I don’t have to do anything; however, I want to.  I want to make sure you all know Me, Myself and Kids.  MMK was one of the first people that I connected with when I began blogging, and since then we’ve each done guest posts on each others pages and even a chain blog.  MMK has been my mentor and my inspiration.  He was there when I was ready to quit blogging shortly after starting and he is always there to offer support and encouragement and help point me in the right direction.  I highly recommend checking out Me, Myself and Kids, blog, you won’t be sorry!

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Thank you to everyone who reads my blog and follows my adventures.  I look forward to many more years together!

Brother and Sister

Mr. T walked by and asked “why are your eyes wet?” and I had to tell him that I was trying my best not to cry, but Lily wrote just the most beautiful poem for me about Lee and it really touched me. As such, I’m sharing it with all of you – thank you Lily.

Looking Inward with Lily

Kate and Lee

This is for Kate at https://didthatjusthappenblog.wordpress.com/ who lost her brother Lee recently. Even though we have never met I have been following Kate’s blog for a while and love her sense of humor even in the midst of her own personal sadness. I just read her last blog about Lee and all of a sudden these words came into my head. Maybe I am just the vessel and they are not my words but come directly from a brother to his sister.

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Happy and Sad

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So, something happened the other day (like it does frequently around here) and I have mixed emotions about it.

I broke a record on my blog.  It is very exciting news!  I had a day where I had more views than ever before – and it was awesome! It means I’m reaching and touching others with my life and stories.  I mean, that’s the whole reason we blog, right? It’s cathartic and we feel we have something to share with the world.  What better validation than breaking the record of most views in one day?

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This graph has surprising powers over us sometimes!

I am not obsessed with my stats, for the most part, as I really do enjoy writing and I love the comments and conversations that get started.  I will tell you, though, that on this particular day, I quickly became obsessed with my stats.  As soon as I saw that number rising, I was checking it frequently.

Not for the reasons you may think.

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The best example of mixed emotions I’ve ever seen! 🙂

The old record for most views in one day was held by the post I did in memory of my baby brother who had just passed away.  That post was by far the most gut wrenching blog I have ever written – I bawled almost all the way through writing it – and the fact that it held the record for the most views in one day was a comfort to me.

On this particular day, I began checking my stats page like a fanatic watching the number rise.  I was alternating between being so excited that I was getting so many views and “oh wow, it’s going to break the record” to being upset and saying “oh no, it’s going to break the record!”.

The it happened, the record was broken, and I put my phone down.  There was no longer any need to check the page.

Just like in life, things change and we have to move forward.  This was a very realistic example of how my life has to move forward and how nothing stays the same.  It was very tangible to me on that day as I watched my stats change every time I picked up my phone that life was not meant to stand still.

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For those new to my blog, you can read my memorial of my brother, Lee, here: Then He Kissed the Back of my Hand.  

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