before i forget!

 

 

 

 

Before I forget and go into anything else I so desperately want to write about, I want to write about my mothers day.

so i will. ha.

So of course, that morning after he left I rushed to go see if my baby had a giant hole in his head or what. When I got to my brothers house (after driving in a complete panic because I started to convince myself that my kid was gonna be dead… i’m so crazy) my brother didn’t look concerned at all. When he called for Jacob I could hear him playing upstairs. So I suppose he was a lot less injured than my brain had imagined.

He came down and had one of those butterfly bandages on his head with another band aid on top of it, with the blood spots on it. I hate when my kids bleed like that. It bothers me. So I gathered them up, said thank you to my brother and his roommate Heidi who nursed my poor child (she did a great job and I need to thank her) and went to the urgent care. It was pretty cool cuz I guess they don’t mess around with little ones with head injuries. We were called in within a few minutes.

They checked it out and said that since the initial bandage had been applied so well, the wound was healing ok and they didn’t see a need to reopen it to stich it up. Of course, if we had gone there right after it happened, he would have definitely got stitches. EEK! Jacob was mortified, but when he found out he was just gonna get it recleaned he calmed down.

I had received a message from my dad that he had a Mothers Day gift for me and that he would like it if I stopped by. So I called them and they said "oh we’re on our way to church, come with us!"

*sigh*

so I did.

blah.

more church.

and it was one of those eerie church days where everything the guy said seemed to be about me and I hate when that happens.

So after that my dad handed me twenty bucks to get some dinner for me and the boys (whatever we wanted ha) and then he gave me his gas card to fill up my tank! wahoo! I wish I had known that! I so would have driven more on saturday. ha ha. So anyway, i went and did that and went to my dads house and we all met up there. My step mom and I talked and laughed with my sisters and brother that still live there. One of my younger brothers I grew up with moved out and didn’t get a chance to come out. *sigh* we are all worried about him.

He’s a musician who works at the Guitar Center and is really struggling. Poor thing. I wish I could save him. I’m so weird like that.

So anyway, my dad gave me a home made card (i need to scan it, cuz it’s so cute) and a $100 gift card for Cosco. Niiiiice. Go daddy! Thank you daddy!

It was funny, cuz my youngest sister said that she always felt jealous of me cuz she thought I was the most favorite daughter. While I know my parents don’t discriminate like that, I know i’m pretty damn "princess-ified" and I can really do no wrong. I know I’ve had my share of lectures, but in the end, my dad would do anything for me. It’s hard for me to even recognize it though because I’m not the type of person to take advantage of things like that. but yeah…

he still wants me to buy a trailer and come live on his property so he can take care of me.

but he’s insane thinking that’s gonna happen.

bleh!

So while we were sitting there I learned that my 23 year old brother has a girlfriend now! my little 18.5 year old sisters friend! And she’s the one who just got a boyfriend. There was much gushage.  It was disgusting. So of course I felt left out… i am a starchild after all…

I was like "Well… well… i like a boy too!"

ha ha.

Yeah, I tend to not tell my family about anything like that initially because they get all weird.

Well my dad wasn’t in the conversation, but my step mom was and of course she was like "who is this boy! What does he do? Does he have a job?!"

No, it’s not like i’m almost THIRTY DAMN YEARS OLD AND CAN’T MAKE ANY DECISIONS.  But it wasn’t that bad, she’s just protective. Then she was like "does he go to church? Does he know the looooorrrrrd"

blah.

I said "Mom, he’s fine just the way he is and is probably more aware of that kind of stuff than I am."

to which she raised an eyebrow.

but it’s true.

He’s way more aware of those sorts of things for some reason.

ha.

anyway, i ended up showing her a picture of him and she said "well, he’s too cute, so he must be up to no good"

ha ha. hilarious really. If only she knew.

but I didn’t really get too in depth about things cuz really, it’s none of their business. ha!

So yeah, that was fun. or something.

after that we had this intensely delicious ice cream cake from Coldstones. It was that red velvet cake with strawberry ice cream and whipped cream frosting with graham crackers sprinkled on it. to DIE for.

And then we watched Sweeny Todd.

Has anyone see this movie?

Ummm, if you cut out the singing it is probably one of the most gory movies I’ve EVER seen. Like wow.

Happy Mothers Day *slits a throat and laughs like a loon*

yeah… lots of blood.

but i liked it. I could have done without some of the singing though. bleh.

So before that I went and saw the 15 cats my sister has aquired through all the litters of kittens… and there is the absolutely CUTEST little fluffy kitten. I want it so bad. I know, I don’t even really want a cat or need an animal, not to mention i can’t HAVE pets at the house I’m in… but it was so cute. I called it Cutie Kitten Face… *blink*

shut up.

anyway, so yeah… that was a side track. I told my mom to save the cat for me, but they want to get rid of them all. damn kittens.

so after the movie we talked a little more and then I went home.

the end.

happy mothers day! wooo!

so yeah, i gotta go work cuz i keep getting emails and i’m ignoring them.

that could be a bad idea maybe.

yeah.

back, i’ll be.