Wednesday. YIPPEE!!!!

Only two more days left in this week.

I had doctor's appointment scheduled for tomorrow morning, but it has been moved to June 14. fooey. I really wanted to get it out of the way. More on that later. ;-)

I'm getting my links back how I want them. I've still got some tweaking left to do.

funny site: http://www.amishdonkey.com/big-red-button.php push the red button. See what happens!

DD starts her summer pre-Kindergarten program next week. She has been in a preschool program until now - and could continue it until school starts in August. The pre-K "Jump Start" class is AT the elementary school she'll attend. I'm hoping starting her there this summer will help her know her way around and be a little more confident when the school year starts and there are HUNDREDS of kids there. When we visited during a school day a few weeks ago, she was clearly intimidated by the sheer number of kids there. The noise in the lunchroom scared her. MAYBE this will help her be ready for the crowds.

I had a bout of insomnia last night. I woke up at 2:30 and was WIDE AWAKE until 4:45. I can't stand that!!! I got up and tried my darnedest to find something to watch on tv. Not much luck. Finally at 4:45, I decided that if I got DD (aka the "giant sleeping pill") in bed with me, I might snooze for an hour or so. I took DD to my bed an snuggled up to her. Just before I dozed off, she said - in her sleep - "Daddy stinky." Silly girl.

I did manage to get another hour of sleep. Considering that is only half of what I'm used to getting, I'm pretty alert.

I'm getting it all back. Or most of it anyway.

I've gotten my links back up. My weather pixie is here again (at least I think it's the same one I had before.) I've decided not to include the other weather link-thingy again.

My profile intro is gone, and I don't know how to get it back. I've changed my template a few times to see if it would come back that way. Nope. No luck. I guess you'll just have to draw your own conclusions about me!

I'm still looking for my hit counter and the ticker. I'll try to get them back later today or tomorrow.

I know you're all sitting on the edge of your seats to know when I get my blog back up the way I want it. It's crucial to your happy existence.

:-p Have a great day!!!

Lollygag: verb. To spend time idly. To dawdle. Lollygagging, lollygagged, lollygags.

Lollygagger: noun. One who lollygags.

When DD was almost 2 years old, I was getting her and myself ready for her uncle’s graduate school graduation. I had bathed her and myself. I had her hair dry and had just finished drying mine. I was working on my make-up and trying to keep her entertained and clean. Neither of us was dressed yet. (A long-time strategy of mine: keep her clothes off until we’re ready to leave and they will be less likely to get dirty and wrinkled up to “high heaven.”)

DH was working on his computer. You see, DH is a pivotal decision-maker in the football recruiting for Auburn University.

Well, it’s been a while since HIS particular opinion and decision made or broke a kid’s college career.

Actually, it’s been, um, well......

never.

He’s just an obsessed fan. Not obsessed to the same level that he is obsessed with deer hunting. He just feels compelled to keep up with the Auburn football recruiting for SOME REASON!!!

I guess it’s one of those “Mars vs. Venus” things. He just HAS to know whether the kid that has a really strong throwing arm from LA (see previous post “Tea”) will choose Auburn or “that other school” or any other school.

Tangent: (as a member of the Auburn University marching band, you swear an oath to never use the name of “that other school”. Yes, I marched at AU and may do a couple of posts about that experience.)

Back to my point: I, on the other hand, wonder why in the world he feels like he can make a difference in this! I think he could be doing something that actually accomplishes something for someone… say, I don’t know, his FAMILY!

So, that morning while I was trying to get DD and I ready for DH’s brother’s graduation, I became, understandably, frustrated with his inactivity and expressed it to DD.

“Your daddy is in there lollygagging on the internet.”

“Daddy siwwy.”

“Yes, Daddy’s silly. He’s a lollygagger. Lollygagger! Can you say lollygagger?”

“Gwand-daddy!”

“What?”

“Gwand-daddy.”

“Not Grand-daddy, silly girl. Say ‘lollygagger’.”

“Gwand-daddy,” big smile.

(I’m thinking I’ve got it figured out now.) “Say ‘lollygagger’ again.”

“Gwand-daddy!”

Now, Grand-daddy NEVER did believe me when I told him that I hadn’t taught her to say it that way. I wonder why!!! ;-)

There's this commercial where parents are watching their preschool or kindergarten-aged children have their graduation. As one child is standing in cap and gown with diploma in hand, one parent says to the other, "Pretty soon, they'll be doing this again and leaving us for good."

Several months ago, DD saw this commercial as she and I were watching tv together. She looked at me from across the room and asked "Will I do that too, Mommy?"

Not thinking that there was more to her question, "Sure, baby."

A short moment passed, maybe 5 seconds, and she drops her head into her hands and says through sudden tears and sobs, "That sounds AWFUUUUUUULLLLLL!!"

Stunned, that was my initial reaction. I go to the chair she's sitting in and put her in my lap and ask her to calm down and talk with me about it.

"I don't want to EVER weave you and Daddy. I'm just a wittle kid still."

Now, I know what I'm dealing with. She misunderstood why I had said "Sure, baby". Poor thing. I held her close and let her cry for a minute.

I cried some too.

I then explained that the parents were talking about how it would SEEM that the kids would be leaving "soon". It was really too much for her still. She cried for 30 minutes, I think.

As time has approached for her preschool graduation, she has become less worried about it and is now excited. When her class began practicing their songs and stuff, she didn't tell me for a few days. When she finally did (I had already been told by her teacher), she was still hesitant.

"Mommy. I want to tell you sumfing, but I don't want to tell you."

"oooookaaaaay. Baby, you can tell me anything. I love you."

"Well, I've been pwacticing for gwaduation."

"I know. Mrs. Terri told me."

"Well, am I going to have to weave you and Daddy?"

"No, Pumpkin. You're not leaving me and Daddy."

"Good! 'Cause I don't want to. I want to stay with you forever!"

"You got it, kiddo!"






Just so dang sweet it makes you sick doesn't it?

DD is graduating from preschool this Friday.

I wasn't thrilled with the cap and gown pictures they took at school, so I took my own... Here's the best ones...

I'm a little proud of her. You'd never guess, though.

Recent family pictures.

If I had to catch a cold, I guess I caught a good one.

I've been puny. I woke up Sunday morning with a sore throat. I thought that I had just probably slept with my mouth open. But it persisted. The older daughter of a few friends of ours was to be baptized at their church that morning. I couldn't let a silly sore throat make me miss that. So, loaded with cough drops, I went to the baptism and then to their house for lunch.

Afterwards, the Sunday afternoon nap rule was strictly enforced.

Monday morning came and the sore throat was still there along with fever. I called the office to let them know that I had scheduled a doctor's appointment and would be in as soon as I could.

A shot in the hip and 2 hours later, I drag my tired feet into the office. I managed to make a few phone calls and take care of a few loose ends and then went home to the couch.

I had a crock pot of spaghetti sauce ready to take to our monthly BYW (Baptist Young Women) meeting that night, but considering that I was wearing jeans, a tshirt, a long-sleeve shirt and covered with a blanket, I didn't go.

I stayed home from work all day yesterday too. I slept in the bed with the TV on until about 10:30. It was then that my little fever must have broken, because I realized I was hungry. I moved my lazy tail to the couch, ate some EasyMac and watched Y&R. (Oh, how I've missed you Victor Newman! What has been happening in your life since I last stalked you?)

DD's t-ball game was the only motivation for me to be active that afternoon. I got a bath and picked her up from preschool. She played really well. 2 good hits (they only played 3 innings) and stopped a few grounders.



Afterwards, we completed our t-ball game ritual and ate from the buffet at the local Western Sizzlin'. Now there are many Western Sizzlin's around the country. I'll bet a nickel that we have the best anywhere. The only thing they could do that would be an improvement in my opinion would be to replace the bac-o's with REAL BACON BITS at the salad and baked potato bar.

DH had to help load a truck of windows and doors that was to leave this morning. So he didn't come home with us but was home about 12:30.

I'm much better today than yesterday and Monday and Sunday. No fever, just a little puny still. REALLY didn't want to wake up this morning. It's raining and that made it even harder to wake up and get ready for work.

All in all, this cold or virus or whatever I had wasn't awful bad. A sore throat and low grade fever and napping. I got a day and a half off work and got to see my man, Victor.

I did have to get a shot though. :-(

Now if I can just stay awake and get through the rest of the week!