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VBS Day 5

Jul 03, 2009 - 0 comments
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unfortunate day

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VBS

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day 5

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outside driving hours

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ferrets

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bath time

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alex L

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trimmed nails

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turkey sandwich

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juice

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lemon merangue pie

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barnes and noble

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ice cream

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fingers

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seat

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lacerations

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seat roll backwards

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swell

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blood blister

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Urinary tract infection

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friday

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Doctor

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sex

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inconvenient

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antibiotics

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steve

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drivers ed

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busy

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blue ray

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bug bite

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Fireworks

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fourth of july

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rain

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beaver brook

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swimming

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chelsey

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lil matt

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maine

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transformers

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Megan Fox

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idiot



A funny thing happened today. Yet again, I apolygize for any stupid typing mistakes. I'm having an unfortunate day. I had a lot of good things going...they just all seem to be going wrong, haha. No seriously, though. Last day of VBS, and whatnot. I know I said I'd do a big update on it, but when have I been known to tell the truth? I am going to miss my kids. All of them. My mother let me claim three hours, to make up for all the hours I've done previously they won't let my claim. I scrubbed down my ferret's cage; and then my ferrets. I have scratches down my arms, legs, everything. But they're clean. Me and Alex washed them. We also restrained them and I cut their nails. Alleluiah. When I got home I was quite hungry, I polished off a turkey sanwich, a lot of juice (for me, juice makes me nauseus a lot of the time), and a fourth of my lemon merangue pie. Me and alex drove to B & N at around 9, and tried to find me some summer reading books. We couldn't find them, we just got ice cream. I couldn't finish mine.

A funny thing happened on the way though. I blame both our parents for saying "be safe" several times. We weren't two minutes from our house, passing a church, no less, when her cell phone rang. She asked me to locate it, we thought it was under my seat. I reached under, and grabbed a bar. The bar shoved the seat back, and it rolled four of my right fingers into the seat. And  they stayed there. I start cracking up, and then practicly screaming, and I'm just like, alex, my fingers are totally stuck, you are going to have to pull over. She's like really? And we pulled over. I could not get out of my seatbelt or sweatshirt, we dump water on my fingers. I'm really scared they're gonna come out one bloody mess. I finally decide the only way to get them out without pulling them off (we couldn't get the seat out) was to push it back forward while making a bridge out of my body as to not add anymore pressure. I slowly roll it forward, and my fingers are freed. Amazing. I look at her, we have a good laugh. I am indeed bleeding from all four fingers, but not nearly as bad as I expected. Big blood blister on my pinky though. Keep driving, my fingers swell up. I can only mostly bend them, but they're fine. Still hurt, but fine. I will cover them in bandaids because I roll in my sleep, and typing is making them ache.

In other news, I have a nasty UTI. Of course, this occurs at the most inconvenient time. First, I confirm it on a friday afternoon. Second, I'm in the process of switching to another doctor. Third, my mother will blame sex when I tell her. So I'm trying not to be in a hurry to tell her, but it's really a *****. So stupid, the whole antibiotics thing. I hate being prone to these.

steve has been busy today, tomarrow, I saw him yesterday before drivers ed.  He says I'll see him sunday, and we'll go swimming with lil matt and chelsey. Yes, sure we will. They make me incredibly anxious to be around at this point. I'm going away to maine with chels, next week. The fireworks were moved to sunday, because of rain. It's been raining for a month straight. I got got a third bug bite on my neck. This is seriously getting stupid.

We got a blue ray player yesterday- we have one blue ray, Transformers. We watched it. It was very good. I enjoyed it. Megan Fox is hot.

I distictly remember having something to rant about, but at the moment it's completely slipped my mind.

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