Devil Doll's Sanitarium

Holiday Blues

2011-12-29T08:42:00.005-05:00

This is the time of year I feel that maybe I need to have my head examined. I LOVE the holiday season. I love every minute of it. It all starts with Halloween dressing my beauties up in costume and taking them begging for candy. My birthday, the next day, yummy cake and 35 candles (35?!?). From there it seems like we are preparing our Turkey and trimmings and giving tanks for all of the blessings bestowed upon us. Before I know it, we are erecting a tree, and small whimsical villages throughout our home. Carefully decorating the outside, and looking at beautiful light displays on our way home from shopping. Counting down the days until school is out, and Santa comes. Blowing out the candles on my daughter's birthday cake. It seems like in a flash Santa is here, we are tearing into our presents, putting together toys and the delicious smells of Christmas dinner is filling the house. Sitting with family and taking in the blessing of them. Never wanting the feeling to end.

There is the anticipation of seeing the children's faces when they run to the tree on Christmas morning with a sea of presents surrounding them. I thrive on the stress of making sure everyone receives just what they wanted. The rush of making the teacher's gifts. I actually stayed up for 48 hours knitting a cowl for a teacher. I did this while watching A Christmas Carol with Patrick Stewart as Scrooge on repeat, every time it ended being in tears. When the cowl was finished and perfect I had a wave of satisfaction wash over me.

The television programming makes me feel warm, fuzzy, and absolutely nostalgic. Watching old favorites like Frosty the Snowman, The Grinch, Mickey's Christmas Carol, Rudolph, and of course Charlie Brown take me back to my own childhood. We would all gather around the television and watch these wonderful shows every year. My husband often reminds me that "we have them all on DVD" my response is I know we do, but it is not the same as watching it on ABC or CBS with all of the commercials. There isn't greater feeling in the world when you are watching them with your children.

I described all of these wonderful things to bring you to this. Why, why, why do I have this feeling of sadness? As soon as Christmas was over a feeling of depression overcame me. Another Christmas come and gone. Another year older for my beautiful children. It seems like yesterday that I was pregnant with my son. He will be 7 this year. Where did 7 years go? How is it possible that they flew by us this quickly? My daughter turned one. I JUST had her! A year passed us by already? 2011 seemed to fly by so quickly, can it be possible that we are ringing in 2012 so soon. I wish I could slow it all down.

I hope that I am not crazy and that other people go through this as well. Not that I wish depression on any of you but I would take comfort in knowing that I am not the only one. I hope that you all had a Merry Christmas, and many blessings fall upon you in the New Year.

Chop Chop

2009-05-15T19:50:00.002-05:00

Again, I find myself being a bad blogger, which is fine, I do that with a lot of things. I sometimes just fall off the face of the earth for awhile and retreat into myself.

Lots has happened.... The untrainable boy is now potty trained, he even pees standing up like a big boy! We still have some accidents but I'll take it over having to buy pull-ups any day! I also had a major IEP meeting for him. I am so proud of my boy! He has come so far from the non-verbal child of only a year and a half ago. He will more than likely be in regular ed come Kindergarten. I am thrilled at his accomplishments, no matter how small.

I had my back surgery after having yet another bout of severe pain. I wasn't able to walk, sit, or even lay down comfortably for 3 weeks. I think that was the most excruciating pain I have ever felt in my life, it made child birth seem like a paper cut. The surgeon removed a fragment of disc the size of a half dollar that was tangled up in my sciatic nerve. The leg pain is gone but the pain from the surgery remains. I am healing, slowly, but healing. I had to take myself off the pain meds because the sickness that they were causing was worse than actually dealing with the pain. So there is a lot of screaming when I move, but at least my head isn't up my ass.

I realized over this healing time that I can never, ever, bitch about my husband again. He is a saint. He cleaned the house top to bottom for me (though it is a mess again), did the mountains of laundry, cooked, and took care of me, and Damien. He finally saw why I get so frustrated after I clean and it immediately gets messed up. LOL, as soon as he washed the floor in comes Damien or the dogs tracking whatever mess through it. He uttered the words "I don't know how you do it". He filled my shoes and he filled them well.

For Mother's Day they made me a special card, and planted flowers for me.... Damien was so excited about his creation that he couldn't wait to give it to me. The wiseass that my husband is located a flower called a "creeping Jenny" though I hate the nickname Jenny with a passion, I found the gesture sweet. He really is an awesome man, and I am so lucky to have him.

I will try to be a better blogger from now on, but can't make any promises...

Trials and Tribulations

2009-02-21T10:33:00.003-05:00

Hello friends and family out there in blogland. I know if has been a while but I have been super busy. I am now writing this to you from my new laptop. Which I am having a love/hate relationship with. I can't get any pics up for you just yet because I am having to go through all of my backup discs trying to find them all. I do promise you new ones though. I will be bringing that to you very soon.

Now, on to why I have been so busy. We painted the living room... yes you read that right. I will leave the color scheme to the pictures. We have many other rooms to conquer but at least we got started. I have well over 1000 emails to get to because I haven't been able to check them. I am actually considering just doing a mass delete.

Damien went to his "Autism" doctor this week. Well, in spite of him showing his ass the whole time, she removed the Autism label from his diagnosis. He is now PDD-NOS (which is Autism lite, I guess). The interesting conversation about medication came up, which I refused. I want him to go through behavioral therapy first before the thought of medication comes into play. I have never been a fan of behavioral meds, and I feel that most people jump to pills before actually trying to work on anything. That isn't me and the isn't my husband. We both are on the same page with this. Our unanswered question is "How much of this is typical 3 year old behavior"?

On to me, I went to the doctor, for my annual "ladies visit". I am awaiting the results, but from what she saw, the doctor basically told me to expect a phone call with referrals. If I were a horse, I would be glue.

Well, I am back to fixing my livingroom back up and off to the store to finish it off.
~Til next time!

Ok ouch

2009-02-10T11:09:00.004-05:00

So I just got back from the orthopedic. I thought that I was going to go in and him say "cortisone shot" and all would be well.

Not the case. I have 3 herniated discs, which, I already knew. Well the problem is that one of the discs broke, also known as a burst fracture, and a piece of the disc is laying on my nerve which is what is causing me all of the pain. When he told me this, I kind of laughed to myself. When the episode that caused me to go to the hospital happened back in October my saint of a mother asked me where it hurt and what the pain was like.
My reply to her was "It feels like something is laying on my nerve". Turns out, there is.

Ok, so you are probably thinking what is the point of your rambling. The point is... I HAVE to have surgery. They have to go in and remove the fragment. I called my wonderful, knowledgeable Dad to find out if they were perhaps bullshitting me, no they aren't. If I don't want chronic pain this needs to be done.

On to the surgery details, I don't have a date yet because this timing sucks. I will be out of commission for at least 6 weeks. So we have to work out a schedule, and when I find something out, I will keep posted.

It seems like 2009 is off with a bang. Let's hope it only gets better from here. Oh yeah and my new laptop will be to me in 7-10 days, I probably have a box full of emails that I can't get to and I will have to set up all of my picture stuff again. Fun, fun! On a happy note, one of my best friends sent Damien a Christmas gift. A Wii! He was so happy when he saw it (so was Mommy). We have been playing it all weekend. I do have to say, I have the best friends in the universe! I love them all dearly.

~Til next time!

Misfit update...

2009-02-06T20:51:00.003-05:00

Missy went to the vet today. The doctor said because of the many forms that MCT can take they want to monitor it for a month. If it gets any worse, they will schedule her for surgery right away. If after a month it is the same then she will go in to get it removed then. I can breathe for now, I guess. I am just hoping that it is nothing, and that I have more time with her. I am not ready for her to go anywhere yet.

Then I got another disturbing call... My computer... unfixable. So, they are replacing it but I am not getting the same computer because apparently they aren't available anymore. They are sending me a Pavilion. I guess it is an upgrade but I liked my little tablet. Let's just hope my pix will transfer from the backup discs.

On a happy note, Mike is home, and we are all enjoying it. Damien sounds like a broken record ... Daddy Daddy Daddy... he missed him. That to me is amazing, especially for an Autistic child.

Well, back to my Dexter marathon, this show is pretty freakin' awesome. I know that I keep promising pictures, and there will be, as soon as I get my computer!

~Til next time!

The cheese to my macaroni...

2009-02-04T18:19:00.003-05:00

is finally home! He arrived yesterday morning and although my house is trashed, I am ecstatic.

We went to pick him up yesterday morning, at a somewhat decent time. As soon as we got into the car Damien knew where we were going. I was actually nowhere near the base, and he said "we are going to catch the Daddy". I said "what"? and he repeated himself. Of course, nothing goes off without a hitch, I didn't realize the time. I went in the gate that I figured would be closed, not thinking that guys would be running, of course the other gate that I didn't use is closer to where I had to be. So I am stuck driving behind running soldiers for about a half hour. They run in the middle of the street because apparently that is a good idea, and the cars that happen to be on the road have nowhere to be.

So, anyway, Damien is a pig in shit and has lodged himself up Mike's butt. Everything is Daddy, Daddy, Daddy. I made some interesting recipes yesterday and today that I just might share. Just not today. It feels good to cook again, and have someone other than yourself appreciate it. Now I just have to tackle the mess that is the house. I am going to start over the weekend.

On to the not so happy news, I noticed something on my Missy's leg today and called the vet for an appointment. I just hope it is not the tumor that I think it is. Boxers run a high risk of Mast Cell Tumors (skin cancer). Her appointment is Friday afternoon, so I won't panic until then.

I will post pics as soon as I get my HP back, they should have shipped it out today. Though all I am doing is downloading all my files and sending it back for a new one. I will probably end up using Mike's when he goes to work tomorrow.

2009-01-29T18:28:00.004-05:00

Damien has another cold coming on. Can I please know why this kid is constantly ill? Actually up until the "winter" he was doing fine, then we just kept sharing germs, and passing sickness back and forth. Now I get to look forward to what he has now! Which no doubt he got in school because people just love sending their kids in sick. Woo Hoo!!

I went to pick up an item that was given to me from someone who Freecycled it. It is actually for Mike. A Santa Homer Simpson blow up thing for the lawn. It works and is in great shape! He is going to be super happy about it. I actually can't wait to show him!

I can't seem to find my remote and Buffy the Vampire Slayer is on torturing me. This is one of the worst movies ever made. I am losing I.Q. points every time I look up from the computer screen. If only I wasn't so lazy and would get up to change it.

I am hearing things over head (a certain few will know what I am talking about) and getting really depressed because I haven't gotten that phone call yet. I don't know why it is bothering me so much because I know the date, and I should be used to this, but apparently I am not!

~Til next time

Playing with Photoshop

2009-01-28T15:53:00.006-05:00

I was so bored today that I decided to mess around on Photoshop with the pix that are on here. I am looking foward to playing with my more recent ones... Enjoy!

Oh no!

2009-01-26T13:00:00.004-05:00

I just got off the phone with the geek people... my beloved notebook will be there for at least 2-3 more weeks because my motherboard apparently gave up on life and the replacement is backordered. The "usual" time for backordered parts is 2-3 weeks but can take longer. I am saddened by this because I miss my notebook dearly. Now in researching this I have found so far that replacement motherboards don't always work and the computer ends up not working the same anyway. If this is the case, and I am waiting over a month (all together) to get my computer back that is only going to crap out on me again, you have no idea how pissed off I will be.

The good news is if that happens they will replace the computer, but I want the old computer back before I get a replacement one. I have programs on there that I need to transfer to the external hard drive. I was attempting to do this before I sent it out but it wouldn't boot for me at all.

So it looks like I will be using the crappy Dell for awhile. Maybe I should stop calling it that before it takes offense and stops working too.

If the First children had Autism

2009-01-25T22:16:00.007-05:00

I found this on a blog that I follow called Adventures in Autism, and I just had to repost it. It is that good. Now go get some Kleenex.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/kim-stagliano/if-the-first-child-had-au_b_159610.html

You know you want some...

2009-01-25T18:51:00.005-05:00

Of my delicious chocolate mousse...

If you want the recipe you will need to ask me for it! All of my friends know I am so stingy with my recipes that the request actually has to be made before I give it up.

Damien helped whip the cream. He was so proud that he rewarded himself by licking the beaters. LOL

Lazy Sunday...

2009-01-25T14:06:00.005-05:00

Not so much but it sounds good. I've been trying to get through this mountain of laundry. I went through and cleaned out Damien's toys. I am Freecycling the ones that I am getting rid of. As I was going through everything, I thought to myself "didn't I just do this"? As a matter of fact, I did, right before Christmas. This kid has Toys R' Friggin' Us for a bedroom. I am now doing laundry and light here and there things because the cleaning alone made my back start in. So hopefully by the time Mike gets home the house will be sparkling and ready for him to make a mess of it. Actually, we are going to be doing all the painting and shit so it is going to get screwed up either way.
I'm still on the craptastic Dell, so I have no pix for you. I may go ghetto rig the old IBM to the monitor in the bedroom (Don't ask) and see what I have on there to share. We'll see, right now I am too lazy to even breathe.
~Til next time

It's been a week....

2009-01-23T18:25:00.006-05:00

It has been a week since my beloved laptop got shipped off to the geek people to fix it. In the meantime, I have been going through all of the old photos that I have here on this laptop. Here are some of my Dad's house in Dahlonega, Thanksgiving weekend 2007.

Feeling no pain

2009-01-22T23:13:00.003-05:00

As I type this tonight, I am stoned off the lovely pain killer Tramadol and the muscle relaxer Skelaxin. I am feeling pretty sick to my stomach but my pain is minimized so I guess that I can deal with the nausea. Feeling like this makes me wonder how people can become drug addicts in the first place?

So as I sit here alone and high, and being depressed by the evening news. I went though some of the old pictures that are on this piece of shit computer. Nostalgia baby!

The Comeback

2009-01-20T20:22:00.004-05:00

I realize that I haven't blogged since 2007, and I sit here wondering, why? Why would the Devilish one neglect her blog? Too busy, perhaps? Or is it that dreaded writers block. My friends will be the first to tell you that I am never at a loss for words. I guess I have to blame it on sheer laziness.

You find me again at the tail end of yet another deployment. This is the slowest part of the whole process. This is where the minutes pass like days and the days seem like years. To be totally cliche "so close, yet so far". As I wait for the arrival of my significant other, I will catch the blog up.

Damien was diagnosed as mildly autistic November 2007, and has progressed greatly since then. A little over a year ago he had NO vocabulary. Now he doesn't shut up! He goes to PSI class everyday from 9-12. He does well in school, but has his moments. He has grown so much. He is a mini-Mike still, I have abandoned all hope of him looking even remotely like me.

We added a new edition to our fur clan over the summer. A Siamese kitten named Draco Malfoy who Damien renamed Sagwa. You know the Chinese Siamese cat. He is cute but a complete jackass. He bites everything and everyone. I am waiting for the dogs to make a snack of him. That would be just fabulous.

This deployment happened to pass through the holidays. Those are always the great ones. When you get the sad reminder that you are a military wife destined to spend the holidays alone when all of the normal people get to actually have those Thanksgivings and Christmases depicted in a Thomas Kinkade painting. No, not us.

Despite this we managed to muddle through and have a decent holiday. This was the first Christmas that Autism didn't take over. Damien was excited about it. He ripped into all of his presents with so much enthusiasm. It was actually pretty awesome to watch.

I am waiting for my computer to come back from the computer hospital that it is in at the moment. I am writing this on the Dell that is the biggest piece of crap in the world, and I have no pictures on here to upload and share with you. As soon as I get my wonderful notebook back I promise I will overload you on all sorts of photographic goodness.

Til Then~

The Good, Bad, and the Tragic

2007-05-17T10:52:00.000-05:00

So a lot has gone on since my last blog (I am a bad blogger). I honestly don't even know where to start.

Michael deployed and a few weeks later I found out that we were pregnant. I ended up miscarrying which by far has been the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I don't think that I have ever felt such a sense of loss before in my life. The feelings get easier by the day, but I am still not there yet. I can't look at pregnant women without the strong urge to lose my composure.

Damien got huge it is amazing how fast he grew. He loves to run and play with his Thomas toys. His new favorite movies are Madagascar, and Good Boy. He watched them over and over every day. He still isn't talking which is drawing my concern, I will be discussing testing with his doctor when we go for his 2 year check-up. Everyone else thinks that there is nothing wrong and that I am overreacting but I would rather overreact than not react at all. If there is something wrong I would like to get him help as soon as possible.

Midian and Misfit are great, and Mayhem is living up to her name. She is still insane. She recently went for her spaying. I requested that they give me medication to further sedate her during her healing period. I felt that she would be the one to tear her stitches from being her insane self. The gave me Acetazolamide, which is dangerous for Boxers, I was really pissed off about this considering I asked them if the medication was safe for her when they handed it to me at the office. I couldn't remember the name of the drug that was dubbed unsafe for use in boxers, so when I got home I looked it up, and sure enough it was the drug that they had given me.

I have been having thoughts about leaving that doctor's office but this was definitely a wake up call which made me think that I will be making the right decision in switching them to a new doctor. It is sad because I have been using them for 4 years now with all 3 of my dogs, they have changed so much.

On to the miscarriage....

I started lightly spotting on a Friday night, and wasn't too concerned at first because spotting is normal. When it became more frequent throughout Saturday is when I decided to go to the hospital. My mother came and got me and Daniel stayed here with Damien. It was 9 at night so Damien was sleeping, I wasn't too concerned leaving him with Daniel under those circumstances. Anyway, we get to the hospital and they check me in. After about 20 minutes they call me in, and put me in a crawlspace of a room, with blood on the floor. It was quite disgusting. The PA came in and did the preliminary exam she told me that the attending was going to come in to do a pelvic. He did, and this guy was a jerkoff. He did the pelvic and then told me in a rather nasty way that if I was miscarrying then I am miscarrying and thereis nothing that they can do to stop it. I know that there are protocols for people who are miscarrying and what he said to me wasn't it. They sent me to have an ultrasound and the tech couldn't find the baby. This made Dr. Asshole think that it was ectopic. A half hour after I sent my mom home he decided to release me.

I went to my doctor on Monday to get my blood test done to check my Hcg levels. She called me back 2 days later and told me that they dropped and that I was indeed miscarrying. The next day my bed looked like a crimescene. There was blood everywhere, it was unreal. Any woman who has ever gone through this deserves a medal. I think the reason that it hit me so hard, is because the baby was due on Christmas. I already have a child and I know what I am missing out on, so I think that bothered me even further.

2007-04-23T13:19:00.000-05:00

And again, I have been a bad blogger, but so much has been going on here. Mike deployed again, I have been doing little projects around that house, and taking care of the baby.

I guess I am going to share the news now. I am pregnant again! I will be due on Christmas! I haven't gotten to tell Mike yet. As you can see I am thinking pink!!

Ok so I am a bad blogger

2007-03-21T22:53:00.000-05:00

Damien's High and Tight

Things have been crazy and I haven't really gotten to post much. We have been busy with home improvements, and fix-ups. We finally tore down the old front porch that was in desperate need of replacement and built a new one. I actually got to help and there weren't any temper tantrums! It is looking really good, all that has to be done to it as of now is for me to finish staining it. We picked a cedar colored stain and it looks so good! I was staining it today and of course it started raining, so I couldn't complete it, I was actually quite pissed because the forecast said "No Rain". Of course that is the way things go.

While I was staining the porch Mike was building a new garden. We went to Home Depot quite a few times over the past few days and bought a whole bunch of new flowers and bushes. So far the front of the house is looking really great.

We have made the most of this leave time and got a lot of things done. We didn't get everything that we wanted accomplished and with leave winding down that may not happen, but the major 2 person projects are out of the way and I can do some of the smaller things myself. I know how to use some of Mike's new toys so I expect to get a lot of pressure washing done over the next deployment. The only downfall to all of this work is getting eaten alive by the sand gnats.

I cleaned both of the cars from top to bottom and we replaces the top on the Amigo! We finally got the Cavalier fixed and I get to get out of the house a lot more now. Which is great! I discovered a Coffee Bluff recreational center (park) really close to the house which I will be taking Damien to.

Mike's birthday passed this weekend, and it was nice. We didn't make it to the parade this year, but we did get to go out with Chasity and Carl that night. They came in for the weekend because St. Patricks Day is Carl's birthday too! We had a few drinks and a cake, all of that good stuff. It was good to see them and all of the kids.

This weekend we are going to my Uncle Pete's to help him and Karen move Pete's stuff into a moving truck. Dad extended this deployment and couldn't help out. Pete is apparently moving up to Dahlonega, he bought property near them.

Damien had his 3rd haircut recently. It was his first high and tight, He looks adorable with it, I really think that he needed to look MORE like Mike. He actually didn't mind the haircut this time and really cooperated with Mike throughout the whole process.

Puppy Love

2007-02-12T12:33:00.000-05:00

Damien and his friends planning world domination

Damien and Midian being lazy

Nothing all too interesting going on lately. Just getting over colds and hanging around enjoying each other. I figured I would post some cute pictures of the baby and his furry "siblings".

During my pregnancy I was really scared that I spoiled the dogs too much and gave them too much attention. I feared that when the baby came they would be jealous and resentful of him. The second that I brought the baby home I realized how wrong I was. From day one these dogs loved this baby as if he were one of them. They are always showering him with big sloppy dog kisses and hugs. When he hurts himself or cries they are the first ones on the scene. They let him climb all over them and lay on them (something that they don't even let me do). Damien loves them just as much as they love him.

May Cause Drowsiness or Dizziness

2007-02-08T09:49:00.000-05:00

The past few nights I have had some trouble getting to sleep early. I am up until like 2 or 3 and have to get up around 6 with the baby. Everyone knows how well I function when I haven't slept. So I decided to take an Ambien last night. I know that this is a sleeping pill and all but I wasn't prepared for how strong this little pill really is. Now I know why they give it to the guys when they are flying to and from deployments. This shit puts you in a coma and quick. I think that they give them 2 or 3 pills to last them the whole flight and I believe that it does its job.

I took this pill around 9:30 with the hope at about 11 going to bed. Well the last thing that I remember was waking up at 5 still sitting up with my laptop still in my lap and my hands still on the keyboard like I was typing something. The only thing that changed was that some how the power cord got knocked out and the battery on the laptop gave out.

This shit put me in a coma, someone could have fired off flares right next to me and I wouldn't have known what was going on. I think that they should change the warning label from "MAY cause drowsiness or dizziness" to "Don't make any fucking plans" or better yet..."expect to wake up and not know where you are"... after all it is a sleeping pill what good would it be if it MAY cause drowsiness....

The Messengers

2007-02-03T17:50:00.000-05:00

I haven't posted in awhile and this one is going to be an angry one!

OK so Mike and I got out to go to the movies last night. The movie (The Messengers) was awful, so those who considered seeing it, save yourself the money. Like I told Jo the best part of the movie was the popcorn and assorted candy goodness.

Now... on to my rant....

I don't know what rock these people crawl out from on a Friday night to take their 8 month old and their 2 year old to this movie... or any movie for that matter, most infants/toddlers do not have the attention span to sit through a movie in the theater. My point is how about hiring a babysitter like the rest of us normal people... Your kids shouldn't be running through the theater like maniacs, also hearing your child screaming throughout the whole movie kind of ruins it for everyone else who paid to get in.

Oh there is more....

I don't know who taught people proper theater etiquette but speaking in the loudest possible manner there is during the movie pisses people off... try using your indoor voice if you must speak...

OK... I'm done... we are going out to dinner tonight. Let's see if people piss me off there....

Doctor! Doctor!

2007-01-17T13:45:00.000-05:00

Aggravation of the day:

OK where to start, where to start... I will start at the beginning I guess. In December we went to Child and Youth Services on base to get Damien into day care. Understandably they need all sorts of things to get in there. One is a physical and one is a shot record. So I call my doctor's office to schedule the physical and get a copy of his shot record. I request the shot record and the woman on the other end informs me that he never had his 15 month shots. So I inform her that he in fact went in to the office in November and had the shots done. She told me that he had a recheck for his ears and got a flu shot (mind you, he was perfectly healthy and my doctor is shot happy, I have NO IDEA why he didn't give them to him). Now, I didn't take him to this appointment Mike did, because I was just out of surgery. So I proceed to flip out on the phone lady, and she made me an appointment for today.

Now that we are caught up on all of that here is what happened today. I had to share the car with Mike because only one is functional so he came home during breakfast and I dropped him back off at work and went to the doctor's office. I got there on time, and waited 15 minutes until I got called in. Damien made a little friend, he loved playing with another baby, which is kind of off topic so back on with the rant. I go in get him undressed and the nurse came in I told her what I was there for. About 20 minutes after measurements and weigh in the doctor came in and did the exam, after he was finished the nurse came back in and gave him his shots, I asked her about the paperwork and she left the room to get it ready. She came back in after about 5 minutes asking me where Damien got his shots prior to his 12 month shots. I told her that he has been a patient in that office since birth. She proceeds to tell me that they have no record of him ever getting shots in their office prior to his 12 month shots. Needless to say, I flipped out on the lady. I think that I need anger management classes because this isn't the first time that I lost it with these people. I just can't figure out how a doctor's office can be so irresponsible as to lose some one's records. It wasn't like I played "musical doctor's office" I have been going to the same one for 17 months now! I am just so angry with the whole situation and I think that it may be time for me to find a more competent office.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

2007-01-16T00:48:00.000-05:00

Today is our 3 year wedding anniversary! We weren't planning on getting each other anything. I think we are just going to go out to dinner and a movie this weekend. That should be fun, we haven't been out alone since Mike has been back from deployment. I look forward to getting out with him.

Head over heels!

2007-01-15T21:40:00.000-05:00

I have gotten some work done on this blog today but keep in mind it is still not done.

Ok so Damien decided that he wanted to do a somersault... and that is just what he did. Here is the story behind how he started this. Mike would flip him over and Damien loved it. Occasionally you would see him standing with his head on the floor trying to do it by himself. Well, today he successfully flipped himself over. He liked it so much that he decided to do it again. This flipped me out so bad, that Mike was telling Damien to "stop traumatizing Mommy". Other than that nothing too exciting happened today. We just hung out and enjoyed the last day of the 4 day. I wish that I had a camera ready for when Damien decided to somersault! Maybe next time.

Work in progress

2007-01-15T13:55:00.000-05:00

Welcome to my blog, as of right now, this is a work in progress. As you all can see I have not entered any profile information and I will get to all of that eventually. I am doing this so that our family and friends can keep up with what is going on with all of us. I have gotten bad with sending individual emails and phone calls are actually non-existant at the moment. We just seem to have absolutely no luck with phone service, I have no idea why this is!
So anyway this is the introduction to the blog, feel free to check back regularly to see the updates. I am going to set comments to where you don't have to be a member to leave them. Let's see if that works out!