Friday Fragments

*Editing this post and changing this title to join in on Friday Fragments hosted by Half-Past Kissin' Time. Looked like fun!

*I miss our new home. My husband is travelling up I-75 as I type this on his way to our new home to meet with the alarm company. And I just want to kick him in the shin for it. Because, in case you've missed the previous 4 posts....I'm mature like that *rolling my eyes*.

*Speaking of *rolling my eyes*....karma is coming back to bite me in the ass....as my (almost) 13 yr old has now started doing this. Is there anything more infuriating?

*Charlotte King from Private Practice is my hero.

*Taking Dreamy to see how long he can stand being submerged in a 24 inch wide tunnel while holding perfectly still without having a claustrophobic meltdown for an MRI of his hip this afternoon. He's been nursing a gymnastics related hip injury for the past 3 months and it's not healing. Xray shows nothing because the suspected injury involves cartilage. In the meantime he hasn't participated in gymnastics or any gym or recess activities since school started and it's really taking a toll on him (and his mother) emotionally. It's looking, as of now, like he won't be able to compete this year. Which is really bumming him out. And I'm pretty upset too because whether he competes or not and whether he is at practice or not (while he's healing) I still have to pay the full monthly tuition fee I've already spent $250 on his uniform I've already paid the $600 on the annual booster club dues it's hard to see him so sad and in so much pain.

*Our basement has developed a mysterious mildew smell over the past couple weeks. My husband We steam cleaned the carpets and scrubbed every square inch down there but still couldn't find the source of the smell. Until yesterday. The good news is: the source of the smell has been discovered. The bad news is: home made Play-Doe does not have a 2 year shelf life. Who knew? *throwing my arms up in a dramatic display of wonder*.

*Did ya'll know you can bake brussel sprouts? I totally just learned this this past week. Brussel sprouts are my favorite veggie. Don't judge me. Roll them in olive oil and a little salt and bake at 350* for 1/2 hour. They get a little crispy brown on the outside and tender on the inside. Yummy.

*I went to bed last night with a raging headache. Why? Because I only drank 2 diet cokes yesterday.....as opposed to the 12 pack I usually drink. Diet Coke is my crack cocaine. I need help.

*Hubby and I sleep in a queen size bed. We're not big people. Until recently, this has been the perfect size for us. Hubby is becoming more and more of a bed hog and restless sleeper. Last night I was elbowed in the face after 4 hours of tossing and turning because of my caffeine withdrawal headache. He cracked me square in the cheek bone. I was not happy. So I picked up his arm and threw it across the bed to his side. He still didn't wake up...which only infuriated me more. I can totally see us being that old couple that sleeps in separate bedrooms.

*And while I lay in bed awake? I was watching "Good Times" reruns. It was DY-NO-MITE!!!! Don't judge me.

*The crazy bitches have turned me into a paranoid freak. In the past 2 days I have been contacted by 2 different family members requesting to see me. One is coming over on Monday because she wants to talk to me to "make her amends". I'm still trying to figure out what that means. I'm envisioning a Tammy bashing intervention session. The other wants to meet for drinks/dinner on Saturday. If they had asked at any other time I would be thrilled. I'm always in for a girls night out pow-wow...and with family? Even better! But because Both of these family members speak to the crazy bitches on a regular basis I'm now starting to formulate conspiracy theories in my head. Which is just sad. I'm envisioning a) I enter the restaurant only to find a table full of crazy bitches waiting to pounce on me....or b) I exit the restaurant only to find 4 slashed tires. Which...when you consider I drive a minivan? Is just funny....cuz seriously....who slashes the tires on a mini van??

*How can you call it an "updated editor" if it doesn't even have spell check. Dude, where's the spell check!!??


*Edited to add: MRI has been rescheduled for Monday morning....as Dreamy woke up with 103.5* fever. The fun never ends in Smurfland.