Thursday, July 24, 2008

My Vacation Woes

This morning my husband said to me, "I'm so excited to go camping this weekend." For some reason this hit me wrong. Maybe I was in a bad mood but my response was, "Yeah Im sure you are because Im the one that has to do laundry and go to the grocery store and prepare the food and pack EVERYTHING for our little camping/beach trip." This was not what he wanted to hear from me and he let me know it by thanking me for such a negative comment when he was just getting excited for our fun filled weekend with the kids. Am I too negative when it comes to this? What about bitter? Dont get me wrong, I love camping and our annual beach trip every year but the preparation is a nightmare. I mean I have to pack enough diapers and wipes and clothes and all of the things for 'what if I need this'. And then I get made fun of because of the lists that I have to help me get everything packed and ready. My husband just cant believe that I am going to take all of the stuff on my list. I usually follow with a comment like, "Well pack your own stuff and we'll see if you remember your deodorant, pills, and swim suit." I guess I just hate the fact that as the wife and mother it is my responsibility to make sure we have everything for a vacation. But if my husband did it......I wouldnt trust him to remember anything. Does that make me psychotic? How do other wives feel about this? Are you in the same boat? I should be packing at this very moment but my husband took the kids to the park so I could pack and Im loving the peace and quiet to blog and relax. I better get started. We leave in the morning and I havent done anything yet!!!

Friday, July 18, 2008

Surviving Seattle

So I decided to take the long 12 hour drive to Seattle with my parents and my 2 kids to visit my sister, Amanda, who is 8 1/2 months pregnant. We left Tuesday night and the drive nearly killed me mostly because my dad is a scary driver and my ankles swelled to 3 times their size from sitting and not moving around for 12 hours. Plus my son found it difficult to sleep sitting upright when it was bed time and needed to scream every 30 minutes just to remind us of his discomfort. I actually felt sorry for him because I could move around in the van and I was uncomfortable. I can only imagine how it would feel being strapped in. We tried to get out and stretch as often as possible but apparently it wasnt enough. And then to make the trip worse, my parents used their GPS to see how it would get us to Amanda's house. The stupid thing never got us lost but took us the long way twice and mad our trip even that much longer. I warned my parents that if they used it on the way home, I was throwing it out the window. I wish I would have remembered to take a picture of how packed our van was and how little room we had to move. Plus I wanted everyone to see my massive ankles. They werent just cankles they were more like thankles. I actually got worried enough about it that I called my husband, who is a nurse, to ask what I should do. But they went down the next day and Im good to go. We've decided that when we leave on Sunday to drive home we will stop every 2 hours for 30 minutes. I hope that helps everyone.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Clumsy Bees and Perverted Old Men

Well my week started on Sunday when I went to Scout Mountain with my family and Nick's family. The weather was perfect and we were enjoying our time in the mountains. There were, however, a lot of bugs flying around. This didnt bother me until a small bee flew down my shirt and got lodged in my cleavage. The bee was having difficulty freeing itself from in between my breasts and my panic was beginning to set in. So in order to save both of us I pushed up on my breasts, pullud my shirt down and flipped the bee out. Oh yeah.....and I exposed myself to my brother in law.

I work in a dental office and on Monday an older long standing patient called to make an emergency appointment. Later that afternoon when he arrived, he said to me, "Dani you have a nice phone voice." So I accepted his compliment and replied, "Well thank you. I try to be pleasant and professional." He said, "That's not what I meant. You have a nice phooonnnee voice, if you know what I mean." I wasnt really sure what he meant but said thank you and went back to work. A few minutes later it dawned on me that I had a nice 'Im hot for you and Im only a phone call away' voice. You know like the 900 hotlines only perverts call. I immediately blushed and was mortified because I just realized that I had thanked the pervert for his compliment.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Everyone Is Doing It

Remember how you felt in high school when everyone was doing something you weren't and your friends were all saying, "Come on, just do it....everyone is doing it." Well that's how I feel about blogging. Everyone I know is doing it.....blogging I mean. I sort of felt left out so here I am....blogging. It feels like my first day at school. I cant wait to meet new people and see how this all works. So...for those of you out there that kept telling me I should do it, well here you go. I did it!!! I just hope I'm "doing it" right. I'll probably post more stuff tomorrow since it's almost midnight and I have to get up early for work. Oh yeah, and with my kids!