No hot water!

So tonight I had to dye some ballet slippers for Kailyn's Halloween costume (I don't even feel like explaining this) and I was rinsing out the excess dye with some nice hot water. This went on forever, and ever, and ever.... anyway, there is still purple water coming out of them and I was tired on rinse ringing and repeating so I decided to put them in the washer. I set the washer to hot wash, cold rinse and a nice extra rinse. Well while rinsing I started the shower for Kailyn and asked her to get in (told her) and continued about my business. I told her to get in again, hurried her, raised my voice, etc. Then I started the washer and got a little more abrupt with her (you know, Kailyn Elizabeth, get your stinky butt in that shower before I take you out back and hose you off) anyway, I got the washer going and last I saw the kid she was just in her socks and panties, then she went into our bathroom. I thought the battle was over. I called my mom to tell her how the shoe dying went, and next thing I know, John is talking to Kailyn, in her room! I told my mom to hold on and yelled at her to get in the shower NOW! Well, she got in, butt naked (like most of us do) and said the water was cold. John turned up the hot and she checked it, with her head! Not her hand, she stuck her head under the water and guess what, we were out of hot water! She just stuck her head under nice cold water. Frigid water really. Oh, to be 6 again....

Cool Mist Vaporizers!

Kailyn has been sick for a couple of weeks and I recently got her a cool mist vaporizer that looks like a froggy! Melanie suggested it and said it really made her feel better. I thought it would help Kailyn because she had this dry hacky cough at night. Well it may have just been a coincidence, but she stopped coughing the night we put it in there. She had some cough syrup in her too, but it alone wasn't working. That was the best $35 I've ever spent. I think I may steal the frog tonight!

Am I sick, or just stupid?

So, for those of you who know me, you probably know I hate being sick. It honestly annoys the crap out of me. I also have a complex (as a child I was always told I was a wus, not by my parents of course) and this complex makes me keep going, even when my body is begging me to stop. Well, my "cold" or "allergies" have turned into a full case of nasty. I now wheeze when I breath, and I constantly feel like I need to cough. Well, it hurts to cough, so I don't want to. I decided to break out the big guns and take this cough syrup I had prescribed to me a year ago. It has a narcotic in it, so I thought this would help. I was going to take some the other day, but thought it had expired, well no, I am just dumb and was thinking it was 2009. Tonight I realized it hadn't expired so I took some. I also took two benadryl at 7. Well here's where it gets funny (dumb) I was taking my nightly aleve (well, it seems like I take it nightly) and I was about to pop 2 benadryl in too, but then I realized that I had taken 2 only 2 hours ago. So I spit one out, but not the other one because it was already in my throat. I thought it would be okay tough, I mean it's just an extra benadryl right? Wrong. I just looked up my cough syrup because I was wondering if I could take more because I am still coughing. Well turns out my cough syrup also has an antihistamine in it. Here's what it said:
Tussionex contains a combination of chlorpheniramine and hydrocodone. Chlorpheniramine is an antihistamine that reduces the natural chemical histamine in the body. Histamine can produce symptoms of sneezing, itching, watery eyes, and runny nose. Hydrocodone is a narcotic cough suppressant.
So, what this means is, one I am doped up on bendaryl, which makes me loopy anyway,and occasionally makes me dream while awake, if that makes sense. I also have some other antihistamine in me, with a nice narcotic chaser. So, if anyone wants a good laugh, call me, I am evidently about to be very entertaining, or at the least, I'm about to be very easily entertained.

I've been tagged?!?

Tagged

8 Things I did today...
1. Took Kailyn to the doctor
2. Gracefully turned down a very audacious 16 year old who hit on me (it was actually kind of funny)
3. Took Kailyn to Pizza Inn
4. WENT TO TARGET!!!!
5. Made dinner
6. Shaved my legs (finally) :)
7. Fell back asleep after the alarm went off (I never, ever do this)
8. Told my kid to suck it up, she's going to school tomorrow (I'm trying to be the meanest mom possible so that I can get more dirty looks when we are out in public, I mean really, I think I want more women to glare at me. (that was said with much sarcasm by the way)

8 Shows I love (in no particular order)
1. Grey's Anatomy
2. Boston Legal
3. David Letterman
4. Private Practice
5. How I Met Your Mother
6. CSI Miami
7. 2 1/2 Men
8. Big Bang Theory

8 Restaurants I love
1. Firehouse
2. Market Place
3. Colton's
4. Applebees
5. Chick Fil A
6. That's kind of it, I mean after all the fertility drugs, I've thrown up everything else, so that's all I can think of when I go there now. YUMMY!

8 Things I am looking forward to.......

1. Actually getting into a routine (HA!)
2. All of us getting over the "crud" (you know, what Kailyn has that I told her to suck up!)
3. Redoing my closet (well, not the actual doing, but the end product)
4. Some Saturday, when we don't have a major project planned and John is home all day (HA! again)
5. A nice vacation for us all
6. A nice vacation for just John and I (wink wink)
7. That one imaginary day when everyone is healthy, the entire "to do" list is done, and all the bills paid, the laundry done, the house spotless, etc etc etc (this will never happen, believe me, I've tried, I spent the first 5 years of my marriage trying for it)
8. The day that I can finally give Kailyn a sibling (this too, isn't looking possible, but I'm nuts enough to keep trying for that too!)

8 things I am wishing for.......

1. A child that is thankful for what she has and aware of how lucky she is!
2. A wonderful large kitchen, with double ovens, extra sink, ya know, all the good stuff!
3. Nice weather all year!
4. A magical fairy that cleans up after us all
5. Someone to pay off our student loans
6. Another kid (or 3)
7. Our new garage to be done! (I'm not very patient, I mean, just build it already)
8. Happily Ever After (good choice Monica, I'll keep it!)

8 People I Tag
1. Sister Martindale
2. Celeste
3. Laura
4. Cindi
5. Anya
6. Aubrey
Oh, that's sad. That's all I've got. I need more friends!

My sister ran the 5 K

I'm so proud of her. She ran in the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure. Here's the part that cracks me up though, in the same sentence where she tells me she ran today, she says she had a krispy kreme in the middle of the 5 K. That's my kind of race. When she was all done she went with her friend Lana and ate breakfast. She had a nice big pecan pancake. See, it's genetic. I can't help my sweet tooth, it's programmed in me, and my sister.

Due to many requests.......the possum

I've had some requests to tell the possum story, so here it goes, it's a long one, this has been going on for a year.

First, I love our house, it's not big, but it's big enough. I love our neighborhood, we are around other families like us, not a bunch of renters. We are close to Kailyn's school, which means we are by a playground. Oh, and we've redone pretty much everything, which means, it's just like I like it.
Second, I used to love wildlife, I'm a sucker for animals, any mammal is my friend. Yes, that means I'm heartless when it comes to reptiles, well some of them, like snakes.
Third, I used to like squirrels.

More background:
-We used to have a nice wooded area and huge field by our neighborhood......used to.
-Wildlife lived there
-Wildlife had moved, to our neighborhood
-I hate wildlife

Ok, now to the fun part. Rats, quite possible the most disgusting of creations. Nasty, greasy germy, virus ridden, bacteria covered rodents... Ugh, I feel sick.

Well maybe you need more background, I hate germs. I sometimes throw things away because I can't get them "clean enough." You could have performed surgery in my bedroom in high school, yes, it was that clean. Oh, what a joyous feeling just thinking about it, but I digress. Back to the rats.

Rats moved into our neighborhood, along with raccoons, possums, excessive amounts of squirrels, rabbits, etc. These rats found a way to get under my deck (which is why we ripped it up and replaced it with concrete, take that nasty hooker rats.) These rats also found a hole in my concrete slab and found a way to get under our bathroom tub in Kailyn's bathroom. Long story short we could sometimes smell their urine and no amount of alcohol, glorious alcohol, can fix that. The smell of urine now creates an inner rage in me that would make the Incredible Hulk jealous.

Now to the possums, told you this was long. The stupid possums like to hang around and piss my dog off, hence making her bark, thereby making me furious. I don't like waking up at 2 am just to call the dog off so they will go away. These ignorant creatures will just stay put when they feel threatened, no matter the situation. Well, John and I decided we should just start shooting them with a b b gun or a pellet gun, maybe that would scare them off. I actually wanted to by a freaking rifle and shoot the little crappers, but John wouldn't let me. We settled on borrowing my brothers old b b gun instead. Well Friday night Kailyn was spending the night with my parents so John and I had a date (we went to Target) and then we decided to by b b's just in case the possum came back that night. Off the Wal-Mart we went. While looking for the correct size of ammunition we ran across a semi automatic pellet gun, my heart raced, John laughed at me, we didn't buy it. We got what we needed and went home. While pulling into the driveway I asked John if he thought we'd get to use it tonight, he said he hoped so. We get out of the car and hear Annabelle barking......YAYE, let's do this! Well, I ran in and loaded that gun up so fast. John kept a light of that dumb nasty ugly freak of a creature and I started shooting. Well, just so you know you can shoot a possum 30 times and it won't move. John took some shots, hit him in the face even, and he wouldn't move. He was now bleeding, but still on our fence. I was determined to make him leave and never return.
Warning: This next part will show a side of me some of you don't know about, and may find shocking, so if you like the sweet, nice, loving Katie, don't read. If you actually know me, read on, you won't be shocked.
John went in real quick and I moved in closer and started aiming for more "delicate" spots (the underside of his butt.) Well, that scared him because he peed on my fence. Well possum urine smells like rat piss and so I felt this inner rage. I swear my eyes turned red. I starting pumping that gun so fast and moving in. I was going to kill that #!&%* even if it killed me. I was mumbling incoherently about rodents and how I hated them all, even squirrels now. They all needed to die, die, die! Well he was now bleeding and still sitting on that fence, I had flames coming from my ears, steam off my head, and b b's from my gun. Well he was holding on for dear life, so I shot his foot. Yes, I did, I know, ruthless, I don't care that crapper pissed on my fence. John came back out to see me pumping and shooting as fast as I could. He asked what happened while his was in the house, and I told him that the crapper was stupid enough to piss on my fence and then asked him if he knew that possum piss smelled like rat piss. I then picked up a rock and started throwing rocks at him to knock him off our fence. That didn't work, he wouldn't let go. John suggesting just knocking him over with a rake, but then I explained if the rake touched him, the rake would become dead to me. Well, due to the recent construction, we have these huge dirt clumps, made of nice clay soil. I used those to knock him off our side, but he was hanging on the other side of the fence, I could still see his tail. I then threw the clumps over the fence until there was no sign of him left. Thank goodness my daddy taught me how to not throw like I girl.

Long story short, there is a heavily wounded possum, probably blind in one eye, with b b's up his butt, walking around on 3 legs, with a sever concussion. When he comes back, I'm buying that semi automatic pellet gun. Teach that thing to piss on my fence.

Just a tip for my fellow mothers!

So Kailyn got sick last night, by sick I mean she threw up a LOT! Now, before I tell you of my new miracle product, let me brag on John. Kailyn ran into our bathroom, and threw up on the floor, multiple times. Poor kid couldn't even get a break. I got her clothes off and put her in the shower. John was eating cake in the living room, so I started to clean up the mess. Well, even though I've done this many many many times, I just couldn't last night. I almost added to the mess. I ran out of there and told John, so he went and cleaned it up! I mean, he did a man job, but he got the big pile of it. I was so proud of him! Now back to the miracle product. We all know that vomit smells, well, like vomit. Lysol kills the germs and then your bathroom smells like vomit and lysol. Well, I bought some Mr. Clean with febreeze and we used that and it was amazing. 10 minutes after "the incident" you couldn't even smell it! Our bathroom smelled good. So the next time your littles angels go all exorcist on you, use some Mr. Clean with febreeze and you'll be good as new in no time. Now all I need to do is figure out how many times I'll have to wash those towels before I feel like they are usable again. Probably never.

How did I forget?

In order for you to fully understand my frustration expressed in my last post you must know how Kailyn lost her second tooth. It was crazy loose, but of course she acted like I was trying to cutt off her leg if I tried to touch it. I decided to sneak in her room when she was asleep and give it a little ol' tug. The first night I tried it, I went in with a tissue on hand so my fingers wouldn't just slip off. Well, the tissue kept tickling her nose, so I decided to leave her alone and try again the next night. When she woke up the next morning I was in my bathroom getting ready for the day and she came in with this crazy look on her face. She didn't say anything, she just walked to the mirror, stared at her mouth for a minute then looked at me and said "Momma, last night I had a crazy dream!" I asked her what it was and she said "Well, I dreamed the tooth fairy came and tried to pull out me tooth!" It took all I had not to just fall in the floor laughing. I guess I disturbed her sleep more than I thought I did. The next night, I went in ready to get this done. I had tied tissue on my fingers with floss, in order to reduce slippage and not tickle her nose. I snuck in, pulled down that pouty bottom lip of hers and pulled her tooth, it pretty much just fell into my tissue covered fingers. I was so excited I ran into my room yelling "John, John, I pulled out her tooth" I was so proud of myself, she never even woke up.

Kailyn lost another dumb tooth

So, before I even tell you how she lost her latest tooth, there are some things you should know. She will leave a tooth in for as long as possible, way way way longer than you would think a tooth can stay in. The tooth before this almost sent me to the insane asylum. It was so loose, it moved when she talked. I took her to the dentist before we went out of town, because I didn't want any problems with it while we were gone. It was so loose that I was afraid food was getting caught between the top of her tooth and her gums. She convinced the dentist that he didn't really want to pull her tooth. She left the dentist with a fully numb mouth, and a toy. I left with a bad attitude and a kid with a freakishly loose tooth. She ended up loosing it when John smacked it out of her mouth. Yup, he smacked it out. We were driving home from Kentucky and she had it sticking out of her mouth, taunting me with it. I looked at John and said get that dumb tooth out now! Right now! He said, "we're not going to forget this trip for a long time." He unbuckled, turned around and said he was going to smack that tooth out. Kailyn was laughing so hard, she though he was joking. He literally swatted the tooth our of her mouth. He had to tell her it was in her lap, she didn't even believe him. With the exception of her first tooth, all of them have been a battle. She lost her first tooth by biting into a pear, we had no clue it was even loose, she was still in preschool. I, of course, wasn't prepared for her to do yet another thing earlier than her peers. Well, this last tooth fell out of her mouth. She wasn't touching it, she wasn't eating. It just fell out. It dropped on the floor. I mean, who lets their tooth get that loose? Now when people ask her who pulled her tooth, she can say gravity did. It has been loose since April by the way. Yup about 6 months, for one tooth. 6 down, way too many to go. I'll never make it.

I just wanted to put up a picture of our daughter, isn't she beautiful. She was admiring her Christmas tree from last year.

Why not?

Everyone is doing it, so I guess I will too. I love to blog stalk, so it is only fair that I contribute to the blogging world. Here are some things about me/this blog you should know:
1. Don't expect much, I'm not that entertaining
2. Don't expect many updates, I love to procrastinate
3. Don't expect yummy recipes, I'm too lazy to copy those down, not to mention, I seldom measure.
4. I will probably write stories about Kailyn that I find hilarious, because she cracks me up.
5. I had to have a "pretty" number, so I added the 5. Yes, I am crazy, but it's under control.

That's all for now!