I think it might be another 3a.m. bedtime.
I noticed today at Andrew’s baseball game this morning that Ava got her first tooth, right at 8 months. It’s the bottom right tooth. Now I know why she’s been a cranky monster for the last couple days. One of many though, but hopefully for the others she won’t be so cranky. She is so much like Andrew. I just hope she doesn’t take after his appetite. She’s still small by the doctors offices standards, but to me she’s a big girl. She’s wearing 12 month pants and has some chunk to her!
Chris also had a baseball game this morning at 10a.m. I joined him after Andrew’s game. I couldn’t believe how long and drawn out Chris game was. They were vying for the #1 spot for real this time, and it was a nail biter. I don’t know what the heck was going on with both teams but they were both just awful. The pitching for both our teams today was wayyyy off. It was this long cycle of every single player getting walked, until all 5 walked to home base, then they would switch innings, do the same thing over again. We played the game of score tag the whole time. In little league farm league you are only allowed to score 5 runs per inning. So what was happening is the other team went first, walked 5 of our players all the way home scoring 5, then our team’s pitcher was off today, walked 5 of their players home, scoring 5. Then up comes them again, they only scored 3 on this inning, again, all walking home. Then we get up there and score 5, again, all walking home. So the score was 15 to 13. That was just a bad game. The thing that irked the crap out of me though was we risked a loss of this magnitude (risking 1st place) on a team that didn’t have enough players to even play. They were supposed to forfeit. However, our couch was nice enough to donate 2 of our players to their outfield during their time on the field. One of them was Chris. Normally this would be a strict little league no-no but the umps were like, ah well, who cares, as long as both teams agree it’s ok. It could have cost us the win though.
The blister on my foot is getting really bad. It’s now to the point it’s bleeding. You don’t realize how much people and kids step on your feet, or how often you bang your foot until you have an injury. I decided to go to Kmart here in Southgate to buy some special bandages for blisters. They are pricey and you only get 6 in a package. Well, I paid like $7 for them, got home, eager to put one on, and some fricken thief emptied the contents of the box at the store and I had no idea. I was flaming pissed because I couldn’t possibly go back to the store. It’s pouring blood out and I’m in lots and lots of pain at this point. I didn’t want to send Matt because likely he’d stand there for a half hour looking and never find what I need. Kmart is a huge store and their pharmacy area is in the back of the store. I was like screw it, lesson learned. Check the contents of boxes that are easily opened before buying. I mustered up the might to go to the drugstore locally and bought some. Now I have my foot wrapped and bandaged hoping it doesn’t get infected. Right now it’s throbbing really bad. This is why we do not go on water rides early in the day at amusement parks if you are gonna spend an additional 6 hours there afterwards. All the walking with wet soggy feet and squishy wet shoes tore the sides of my feet off. Well, don’t go on the rides unless you plan on packing some bathing suits to store in their extortionately priced lockers while you do that stuff, then change after. I know that now! They didn’t used to offer lockers many years ago when I last went. I showed Caitlyn my “boo boo” and told her to kiss it better (not the actual wound though, eww!) and she took her finger and stabbed it. I screamed out in horror. She thought that was funny and now tries to sabotage my recovery daily. That, along with the dogs stepping on my foot, me kicking my foot into random things during the day, dropping cans of soup on it, etc. I just want the damn thing to heal.
I gotta keep myself from walking for a while. Every time I walk with shoes or sandals on the thing tears open again. I have had it padded all day too, and I still ended my day bleeding. The unfortunate part is the next 2-3 weeks are going to be extremely busy since we are moving. I’m praying this wound heals before then. I gotta get out and furniture shop and rug shop. I don’t know how I am going to do it but it will get done. I did the grocery shopping today and that was so hard — of course this was before I went to Kmart so by this time I had already torn up my foot good. It was painful to push what seemed like a 300lb cart around the store because of the way I had to push my foot down.
All my pets had a thorough brushing tonight. Jack got the worst of it. He filled up 2 meijer plastic bags full of his winter coat that I spent over an hour brushing out. The cats got brushed too and they actually enjoyed it. Moose hardly sheds so I tried to brush him but wasn’t getting much out.
When we get the keys to the house the first thing we need to do is fumigate the basement. I cannot stand spiders, and the only problem with the house is the basement is infested with them it seems. I walked down the stairs and two little friends were staring at me from the ceiling. A good raid fogging for 4 hours will take care of that. Then we will go around the perimeter and lawns with bug barrier to prevent more and to prevent bugs in the lawn and ticks on the dogs. Next I have to figure out how to contain Jack and Moose. Jack is property trained so he won’t leave the property, but Moose will fly out the front of the house and take off. Jack is my golden retriever and he was the best $800 ever spent. He’s loveable, happy, and obedient. Moose on the other hand is not obedient. We trained him with a shock collar not to jump on people and steal their food, but I would love to get him property trained. We may have to use one of those invisible fence things. All it is is a shock collar they put on the dogs, and then you bury a small wire around the perimeter of the area you want to keep them too, and if they get too close they get a small shock, and supposedly learn to stay in that area. That would be nice. Just to start though, we’ll just tie a lead to the tree or a stake and they can hang out on that and hope Moose don’t strangle himself. Matt keeps jokingly saying, “no loss really” and I’m like, whatever you love that face… those blue eyes and that look of pure mischief. Thankfully there won’t be too many people to bark at. I’m sick of hearing the market behind us because every stranger they see behind the fence they howl at. Not my neighbors he knows though, he sits and waits patiently for her every single day!
Chris’ 9th birthday is on Monday. We took him to the store today to pick out what he wanted. He got a few Halo-themed presents. His grandparents in England sent him a $100 Amazon gift card and he always loves picking stuff out from there. He got a
Halo: Reach t-shirt, a large star wars electronic quiz book, a diary of a wimpy kid do-it-yourself diary, two Xbox games, and a Halo Lego figure. I will go out tomorrow and get him a small cake and maybe have some at his grandmas house.
My mom is actually returning to work this Monday. The doctor gave her clearance even though she is only half way through treatment and bald. I don’t see how her returning to work will help, and I don’t know what the real grand scheme is. I know she has to be back to work for a full 2 weeks before she can go back on short term disability for another 6 months, so that might be what’s happening but I won’t find out for weeks upon weeks what’s really going on because nobody tells me the truth. I hope she can find a way to work with no car though. She seems to think that one of her co-workers who lives near here somewhere will take her. If not, I bet any money she’ll be asking to borrow Matt’s car. It’s not impossible to do that, because she’s home from work by 7:30a.m., but again, she has to learn responsibility at age 55, and the only way that will happen is by forcing her to figure out her own problems. We are moving 25 miles away in a matter of weeks, so borrowing the car ever will not be an option. I plan on being in this area a lot but that doesn’t mean I’m giving in. I mean today already she calls us on the home phone and Matt took the call. She told him to tell me she had to go to Meijer and needed a few things. I call her back on my phone because that’s where I happened to be going and she says, “Yeah I just needed a couple things from Meijer…. but I have no money.” I was like so, what are you calling us up hitting us up for money?? And she’s like, “No, i’m not, nevermind.”. I asked her why she just said that then if obviously you have no money and you couldn’t shop why would you tell us that you had to go to the store. So anyway, she wanted some pop and ground beef. I got it, but that’s it for at least 2 weeks. I’m sick of it. The reason i’ve become so not-helpful lately is because all my life I’ve done nothing but help people, and then turn around and get taken advantage of and I’m just not doing it anymore, I’m sick of it. Yes, my mom has cancer, but she has also had this responsibility problem all her life and her being sick doesn’t change my opinion of it any. I can’t feel any more sorry for her when she makes enough money even on sick leave to pay utility bills and a couple payments, and can’t even do that. I mean she doesn’t even have rent or a mortgage. She has the right to live in that house 5 years before it has to be sold. In my heart I honestly believe that it will be lost to the county within a year. I hope not though. I hope she grows up.
Yeah well I’m done rambling for now. It’s not 12:39a.m. Just the start of a really long night!
