I'm An Aunt! An Aunt! An Aunt!

Today there are 3 more beautiful babies in the world and they are directly related to me! I can't believe it either. I am the proud aunt of 2 nieces and one nephew. Uncle Tommy & Auntie Lynne are doing just fine. I'll post pictures as soon as I get my hands on some. And hopefully I'll be hugging those 3 peas in a pod very soon!

****note: must finish knitting hats!****

Deep Throat: The Conclusion of The Neck Files

You may remember my throat/neck thing? Bring yourselves up to date here.

Long story short, I'm a huge gray area. On one side are healthy people. On the other side are sick people. Then there's this huge gray area in between where seemingly healthy people have a sick person's symptoms; yet are not really "sick." (nor "healthy" if you are a glass half empty sort of girl.)

Here's what my doctor, "Mr. Nosey" (that long scary scope) and I have been up to this last month: Steroid treatment? no changes. Antibiotics? no changes. Allergies? no symptoms. Acid Reflux medication? no changes. A CT scan with a iodine contrast? no tumors (but several bruises from the attempted blood lettings and a mini IV.) A pre-visit to the hospital that took 3 blood techs to get a blood sample? (The first checked my right arm, then my left arm, then my right hand, then my left, then said "I'll be right back with John." Then she distracted me by asking about my pets while John poked around for his attempt. Then John disappears to get the next guy. The next guy taps a vein in my forearm, remarks "Wow, look how slow it's coming out" and "This one's gonna bruise.") A biopsy that required full anesthesia and six hours in the hospital with an IV attached by tape strong enough to bond the tiles to the space shuttle for takeoff? Thankfully not one sign of lymphoma.

Yes. A huge exhale of relief. I am blessed. I am lucky. I am... well. My body is just weird I guess.

Today at my follow-up visit with my doctor we talked at length about the gray area I'm in; thankfully Mr Nosey stayed in the drawer. He was also really surprised that I didn't end up taking the painkillers he prescribed for the the biopsy. I didn't even glance at the tylenol; honestly, I've had more painful throats with a cold. He remarked "I don't know what it is about women!"



*****And Now for Something Completely Different********

If I am a freak of nature with abnormally large lingual tonsils, don't we all wish I could whistle like this?

Handcuffs for a Heffalump? Check!

We are gearing up for the next big holiday event in these parts and N has been reading a bit more lately - enough to have figured out that the huge sign up at Goodwill reads: HALLOWEEN HEADQUARTERS.

So off we went to the headquarters of the holiday to dive through the offerings. N really wanted to be a policeman. (methinks it is purely for the water gun opportunity.) Jbird carried around costume elements of the following: Thomas the train, a baseball player and a giraffe before agonizing over the final choice of? a policeman. just like his brother. By the grace of all that is holy, neither costume came with a gun. BUT! They did come with handcuffs and that was MUCH more exciting to them. (And, yes, I'm much more comfortable with my children toying around with bondage than with guns.)

So Sunday afternoon was spent figuring out things to clip together with the "cufflinks" or as in Jbird's case, he calls them "cuff-a-links" with each syllable fully enunciated. Cuffalinks? Aren't those handcuffs for a heffalump?

Yes, I'm still here and I havne't forgotten how to type. (spell yes, but type no.)

I've been busy. Not as busy as some, but busy trying to get things done, to exercise every single day, to try new things and to actually attend a bookclub meeting for which I've actually done the reading. check, check, check and check.

I've also had a small lesson about head wounds and rock throwing. They always say that head wounds bleed a lot, but you just don't realize HOW MUCH until it is your child covered in it. Thankfully, we are all fine now.

and I have another thing preoccupying my mind at the moment. Hopefully it will turn out to be a blog-worthy laugh-riot you have all been waiting to read about. In the meantime, I'm just crossing my fingers.

Oh! And I had more crazy leftovers the other night, well, most of it was new - but leftover fish! Tossed in with sauteed kale, white beans and leftover cooked salmon. I don't know how it works, it just does. yum.

See? things are pretty dull around here. Now go back to your political blogs and hearing doom and gloom economy stories.