Wednesday, August 20, 2014

WTF Wednesday: This Randomness is My Life

This past week has just been one of those weeks. I think I was on auto-pilot for most of it.

The joy of that is that you all get a random post of shit that went down, as today's WTF Wednesday post; a list of 10 things that just made me scratch my head.

And yes, this was all in the last week... or two maybe (since I didn't do a WTF Wednesday post last week)?? My days tend to blur all together.

These are in no particular order. Random stuff, random days.

1. My dog ate dark chocolate. Apparently, that's the worst for dogs. I was picking The Girl up from school, Hubby was getting ready for work, The Ginger was outside playing, and Ariya was digging in my purse to consume my Lavender Blueberry Organic Dark Chocolate bar that costs me effing $3 each at the health food store it takes me 15 minutes to get to. The puppy is fine; no adverse reactions. And I'm now out of my favorite chocolate.

2. I've seen shit that makes me want to NEVER drive in Tucson again. A few days ago, it was the lady in front of me who, at every stoplight, hit herself in the head 4 times. It took me a few stoplights to pick up on the pattern, and then I had to seriously question my sanity for picking up that there was a pattern. Today, I watched the guy next to me at a stoplight hold his hand about 3 inches from his face, yell and scream at it, then give himself a huge bear hug as the light turned green, and drove on. Not sure how long he and his hand had been fighting, but I'm glad they got it under control so he could focus on the road again.

3. I helped a friend move, while in flip flops. Yeah, that was stupid. 10 minutes after getting there, I skinned off the top layer of one of my toes. You'd think I would have learned from my past of breaking pinky toes and ripping out a toe nail while moving a changing table once. Nope. After the skinning, I did go

Monday, August 18, 2014

Yes, I Flip Off My Dog, Especially When She Goes for My Coffee

Every Monday I sweep, vacuum, and mop. I'm not sure if it's the OCD coming out in me, or the fact that I know if I do it every Monday, it actually gets done, but it's been like this for about 2 years now.

I used to drink my coffee before I cleaned house, but I found that I just gulped it down instead of savoring the amazingness. So, I figured out a way to have fresh coffee waiting for me when I mopped myself onto the couch.
Pretty sure this is how Ariya pictures the situation.

Then my effing dog struck. Apparently, she has developed a taste for coffee creamer.

Not the coffee. Just the creamer. The creamer that sits in my coffee mug, waiting for me to get done mopping.

Of course I'll explain. I can tell I'm getting some weird ass looks right now, with questions of Why does she have a mug with just creamer and no coffee, and why is it in a place where her dog can drink it?

Picture my sweeping/mopping area as an upside down capital T. I start at the skinny part (the bottom of the T), which is by my front door, sweep and mop down and around to the wide part of the T, and plop myself onto the couch, which sits across from the kitchen down at the bottom of the upside down T. I check email, blog, print out orders that need to be filled, all while the floor is drying around me.

It's a pretty awesome system.

Back before Christmas my Keurig died and my coffee pot died, both within a week of each other. So, I

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Strep Throat Reindeer Games

I love a good game. Ticket to Ride- awesome. A scary video game that I watch Hubby play- hells yeah. Hidden object games-my favorite!!

But I'm completely over the stupid reindeer games the military makes you play when you suspect a family member has strep throat.

In the 2 years the kids and I have been in Arizona, it has tried hard to kill me twice now and has infected The Ginger and The Girl a few times, too. I started getting sick the week after we got here, and have been sick with strep, or a random flu, or whatever, about every 3 months for the last 2 years, with 2 of my bouts knocking me out for almost 2 weeks each time. The Ginger is the same way, with strep every 3-4 months. The Girl has only been sick twice since we've been here, so she definitely got Hubby's immune system.

2 years of going through this every 3-4 months, and you'd expect a medical facility to... help. Right?

Instead, we end up playing this game with the med group here on base- the Strep Throat Reindeer Game. The object of the game is to get your strep diagnosis and antibiotics in a timely fashion, with as little headache as possible.

I've yet to win this game.

I'll give you all the exact scenario I go through whenever The Ginger, The Girl or I get sick... so, like every 2-3 months.

One of us wakes up in the morning with a sore throat, with or without a fever, depending on the mutant strep strain's configuration.

I call the base medical group appointment line to make a doctor's appointment. No appointment can be given, because they do appointment-free walk-in strep swabs from 9am-11am and 1pm-3pm. The "rapid" strep test takes an hour or two to show results (more on that in a second), and if the test is positive, they just
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