May 21, 2015

Eight is Great

Taylor is EIGHT. Her birthday was yesterday, and it was great. Well, semi great. Her class got in trouble at school because everybody just kept chattering and chattering!  And her brother kept complaining about his dumb throat, so we ended up at the after hours care getting a throat swab. (Strep throat for the win!)

Luckily (for me, from a mom standpoint), Taylor had picked a pretty easy birthday dinner that I had made earlier in the day. We had bean and cheese quesadilla's, bean and corn salad, homemade guacamole, and pico de gallo... and watermelon. She really wanted watermelon.

Her birthday cake was VANILLA, with VANILLA BEAN FROSTING, not to be confused with white frosting. She actually had some pretty specific requests for her cake, but I had to shut that down. Taylor is very particular about some things. She knows EXACTLY what she wants all the time. However, what she wants is usually not available, because it all comes from her super sparkly imagination.

For her gift, she got a black fedora with black sequins, and a pair of overall shorts, with a cute white and coral zigzag pattern shirt. She was thrilled, because she has been eyeing hats and overalls for months now.

Taylor will also be baptized next week. She is very excited about it!

May 19, 2015


So Blayne has a sprained elbow, with a possible fracture. The doctor couldn't decide if this sharp little bone chip was part of a growth plate and totally normal, or if it was a little break. So we're waiting for the good people to read the x-rays and give us a call. How did she do this? Rollerblading of course. And it happened on Friday. But her elbow isn't swollen, and she still has full use of her arm, so this morning, when she was getting ready for school and STILL complaining about her arm hurting, I caved and took her to a doctor, to find out that she actually DOES have an injury. I was trying to feel bad about not taking her in sooner, but then I remember all the times I take people in immediately and NOTHING ENDS UP BEING WRONG. At any rate, it's under control and Miss Blayne has a sling and a brace.

Also, I stopped working last week. It has been very hard to solo parent, especially considering that I am un-medicated because the insurance company is dragging their feet with my prior authorizations.

At any rate, working was compounding a lot of my health issues, and it got to the point where I was triggering exacerbation's, which was awful. Also, just like with any job, there are things you love, and things you tolerate. And guys? I could not tolerate any more. The whole environment was getting hostile, and I tried to put on a smile and show up and do my job, but I could not hack it anymore. There were some disappointing circumstances that led to me leaving my position immediately. I don't really want to get all in to it, but it was very similar to the time a teacher told me that I was a poison. Certain people got very loud and very vicious, and I got very done. When my scolding was complete, I asked if there was anything else, then I went quietly back to my classroom, packed up all my stuff, and resigned. Not an ideal last day of work, but I felt a MILLION times better as I drove away.

Besides, we are moving so very soon, and I needed a few extra days to pack.

SO. That's all we've been up to... how's it going in your neck of the woods?

OH YEAH, I forgot to mention. Troy sent me a photo, because it was SNOWING in New Mexico. I'm pretty sure Mother Nature forgot that it is now SUMMER time.