BROKEN GETS YELLOW NYLON AND VERSED

EARLY SUNDAY AFTERNOON Shelby and I, whole loaf of bread in tow, loaded up to go to the Avian Riparian Park to feed the ducks, walk around and take some pictures. After getting all strapped in I went to turn the key and... nothin! Just this weird clicking noise. So after several attempts to jump the truck I decided to find a way to tow it to the dealership since it was still under warranty. Lucky me it was closed, so we dropped my keys in an envelope in a slot and without any loaner or rental car got home wondering about work and everything else I had to do the next day without a car. Luckily I found a ride and all was well. I got a call later that day from the dealership telling me that it was in fact the battery and that it would be $187.00 please (quietly - its not covered under your warranty). WHAT!!! two hundred bucks for a battery?! Oh and a list if $1900 worth of routine maintenance that needs to be done, needless to say we skipped that but paid for the stupid battery or I should say, paid for the stupid 10 minutes of labor at the dealership.

WHAT ABOUT THE Versed you ask? Oh, what is Versed?... Versed, A.K.A. Midazolam, is used to produce sleepiness or drowsiness and to relieve anxiety before surgery or certain procedures. It is also used to produce loss of consciousness before and during surgery. (drugs.com)
THE NEXT BROKEN was my nose. (6 days before my insurance benefits kick in) Tuesday morning before work I was getting some laundry out of the dryer (stacked on top of the washer), next to the dryer is a shelf, on the shelf is a dutch oven that I bumped knocking off the lid and onto my face. I am so lucky that the whole thing didn't fall off and crack open my skull. Needless to say I made a trip to the ER, they called in plastics and thankfully the bridge bone was not broken but the cartilage was, well, screwed. A few hours, some Versed, Valium and who knows what else I got that started with a V later. I was fixed. Hopefully well. Under bandage I still have yet to see my nose. Fingers are crossed!

MY RIDICULOUS NEW accessory...



THE CULPRIT...

A 'MINI SERIES' #2

YESTERDAY I FLAT ironed all of Shelbys curls away for some girly fun. She looked so dang cute, here is another little series of her.

INSTANT KARMA

LAST FRIDAY NIGHT after a long day at work and after picking Shelby up from daycare, we headed to the grocery store for a few essential items like bread, milk, eggs, oatmeal, a few veggies and stuff for lunches this week. Shelby decided that she wanted to ride in the "big" basket (where all the groceries go), so in the hopes of averting disaster I moved the eggs up to the "little" basket where kids should be sitting I also at that point moved my purse to the same spot due to Shelbys sneaky ability to riffle through it searching for my credit cards and their fun little slots (instinct I suppose). After checking out and reaching the truck I loaded up the little astronaut and realized I had forgotten to pay for the eggs that were still sitting under my purse. Hungry and tired with a 2 year old already buckled in, I decided that the economy at least owed my family a carton of eggs (all the while realizing that I was in fact trying to justify stealing and I would not want to teach my daughter this behavior). Once home I unloaded everything including the astronaut and realized very quickly that the bagger/check out person at the store forgot to in fact give me my milk. How could I be upset...I totally deserved that!

WHAT A HALLOWEEN

WORK

THE THEME WE went with at work was scrubs/vampires. Not much of a dress up for me...like getting ready to .. well .. go to work at the last job. I personally voted for 80's rockers but I was out voted. It was still a great day, really fun, very, VERY unproductive shift, it was nice!

THE TEAM

JOSH ANDERSON - ME - BRONSON HIGHAM






WORK HAD A few random make shift haunted houses. I slowed down the shutter speed inside and this is what came out...kinda creepy!






THE NOT DISTANT ENOUGH PAST


DURING MY LONG lunch break halloween afternoon, I drove down to the trailer park I spent the first 6 years of my life and the only years that I spent with my father. After I started work in south Phoenix, I knew I was close to it. The yard had been shortened and it was not the same trailer (after nearly 30 years, I would hope not) that I was brought home to. It was eeire. The street St.Catherine is how I got my middle name (leave off the Saint) and my first and worst memories are here. After it all, it was actually pretty cool to go back there. And oddly enough, there was a rooster in the yard...Amy must have put it there!





THE BEST PART

MY LITTLE ASTRONAUT loves the stars. Always pointing out just about every single star in the sky when she can see them as well as every star shape on shirts, in books, and every other place imaginable. No pretty princess in pink for this kid!



ABSOLUTELY CANNOT GO to the moon without Milhouse


HAPPY WITH A mouth full of milk chocolate.