So, I've been absent a few days and I'm so far behind in my blog reading/commenting. You guys should maybe stop being so prolific. I mean, if I skip a day even, I get behind. The other day I was even contemplating giving up an hour of sleep in order to catch up. And if you knew how much I love my sleep, you'd realize that this is crazy talk!! So stop blogging while I'm sleeping, it makes me feel lazy.
So I got the results of the gall bladder glowing x-ray. No, they didn't call me, I had to call them. The other nurse (the one who actually knows her shit) said the test came back normal. The doctor was out this week so no idea what the next move is. I told her I've been doing okay lately so I'll just let them know if anything gets worse. My bruise is till pretty. Although its not purple anymore, just browns, yellow and gray.
We got CJ on Wednesday and then took him back yesterday. We had an awesome visit and I will update you later with pictures. But today I'm exhausted. I stayed up way too late finishing the fabulous new Joe Hill book. And all the busy this week is catching up with me. So today I'm just going to give you some convos that I have rattling around in my head from these last few weeks. If they're as funny as they were to us at the time, you may want to set your drink down...
Driving to pick up some food in Myrtle Beach after shopping all day~
Lu: I'm really thirsty!
Sean: Me too.
Me: I know right?! I'd kill for a fountain coke (my weakness) right about now.
Lu: Why do people say that? I'd kill for something. I mean, would you? Really?
Me: Um. Yeah. I think I would kill for a Coke right now. I mean, not someone I liked. But someone I didn't like. Like J** E***? I'd totally take him down for a fountain Coke right now.
Sean: You scare me.
Lu: I get you. I guess there's totally people I'd take out for a Coke right now.
The other morning, right after I got up and stumbled in to get a cup of coffee, as I passed through the living room on my way to the family room~
Sean: So I guess the faggots only killed black cats.
Me: (completely appalled at his use of the word "faggots" and also completely confused as to what he's talking about) What?!
Sean: (a little slower) The faggots only killed black cats.
Me: Why would faggots kill cats?
Sean: What faggots?
Sean: Omigod! I said the VATICAN only kills black cats.
Me: Oh. Well that's not what it sounded like. But that does make more sense. How do you know?
Sean: I watched a program on history channel last night.
Me: Oh. Huh. (and I walked off).
After dinner the other night, as we're clearing up and talking about getting our vehicles fixed~
Lu: well Porky needs to look at my car. I really need that new blower motor because I don't think mine's working at all. I drove the whole way to work this morning and the car never heated up.
Me: Really? It was cold in there the whole time? Because it was making noise when I borrowed your car, but the heat seemed to be working.
Lu: Well the temperature thing never did get all the way to where it usually does.
Hubby: (with a slightly perplexed look that was mirrored by Sean and I) what temperature thing honey?
Lu: You know! The one that says "H" and "C" and has the little read needle. When my car is warm it's usually between the "H" and the "C", but today it barely got above the "C".
Hubby: (desperately trying not to laugh) Honey, that gauge measures the temperature of your engine, not the inside of your car. It was extremely cold this morning so your engine never warmed up all the way. That has nothing to do with your heater or blower motor.
By now, Sean and I are convulsing with laughter and Hubby loses it too.
Lu: STOP making fun of me!! It's not that funny!
But it really was. She was so mad she went to her room and slammed her door. All night long the rest of us could barely look at each other without laughing again. But because I'm a good mom, I did go talk her out of her sulk. But?? Buahahahaha.
Hope everyone is having a good weekend. I fully intend too!!