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to recap, I was stupid on Friday night (like, half an hour after I posted on LJ) and sprained my ankle. It's much better now, but dam it hurt! The worst part was that the ice pack wasn't in the freezer, so I ended up with frozen zuchini loaf on my ankle instead. On the plus side, the loaf was very yummy!
It threw off my plans for the weekend; couldn't stand on a ladder to string up the outside lights, but my mom and I did manage to get the tree up today and my kids helped to decorate it. The stockings are hung on the mantel over the gas fireplace, and it's finally starting to look xmasy here (and yeah, even in my head, I say xmas).
It also threw off my plans for writing; couldn't sit at the pc and write when my ankle needed to be up.
In a complete segue, I adore iLike on Facebook; I use the Music Challenge to listen to music, so I can find new bands to listen to. My prezzie list is ever expanding!
- Mood:
silly - Reading:Grave Peril by Jim Butcher
Around 11 am I get a phone call from my eldest's school. She'd gotten a cut, and I needed to come get her. I think, 'oookayyy... pick her up cuz of a cut?'.
I get there, and the poor tyke has an inch long gash in her scalp! The only place in town to get her sewn up is the hospital, of course, so I ended up taking her and my 3 yr old up to the hospital. Sigh. We got home at 4 pm.
Long day, very stressful, but the kids were awesome, handling the whole thing so well, they both got slurpees! Lol and McDonalds for dinner. Very well rewarded, I just hope they can live with ordinary life (which features far less sugar!).
Oh, and youngest insisted I hold her up so she could watch the stitches get put in. Eewww! That meant mommy had to watch too; had to answer all her questions. "What's that?" "Thread." "What's he doing?" "Sticking the needle in and tying a knot." Point. "What's that?" "A special needle." "What's that?" "Blood."
Poor mommy has no stomach for that kind of thing. Bleh.
- Mood:
pleased
