Vice President Biden.

      I know It's not much of a pic, but here he is in Tacoma, WA last Friday morning. I got out of work early and was able to jam down there in time to hear him speak.

     I like him, I like his speaking style. Yes he gets in trouble for saying whatever he feels like saying at the time- but that is precisely what I like about him. He is funny, witty, and seems like a down to earth kind of person that I can relate to. But then again, he is a politician. It is his job to make me feel that way.....

Positive Changes

     So much has happened, my life has been a whirlwind of change. I feel that finally everything is coming together for me...

     When we arrived home from our car trip a letter was awaiting me. The letter contained the start date for my apprenticeship. The electrical apprenticeship I have been waiting on for two years! The reason I uprooted my kids and moved them to Seattle, the schooling I expected to start long ago, is finally starting!

     My next life changer-a move. A pretty far one, out of the city into the country. A house became available right across the street from my mom. Yes, that will create its own amount of challenges, but the good will far out weigh the bad!

     Well I'm off to class, but much more to come, more positive changes to report.....

Roadtrip '10 post #5

     Enjoying the sun.....

Roadtrip '10 Post #4

     SPF and her good friend from babyhood. I remember this girl when she was wearing diapers! Talk about feeling old! Such pretty girls.....

Roadtrip '10 post#3

     "These are the cleanest stalls I've seen." Says SPF of the rest stop bathrooms behind them. Here they are watering each others feet before we get back in the car. This very clean rest stop is just south of the Oregon-California border on the I-5.

HM

     Here he is making himself at home in the Medford, OR hotel bathtub.

Roadtrip

     I'm still  unable to work due to my hand surgeries, so I figured-what the heck; ROADTRIP! So off we went, to Las Vegas of course.

     One of my long time friends and her daughter moved to San Jose a couple years back, so that is the fist destination on our way to the desert. She was there for the birth of HM and hasn't seen him much since. We are all SO excited to get there. Her daughter and SPF grew up like sisters, she misses her a lot.

     Here is my attempt to blog on the road from my Droid. The pic is of us crossing the Washington - Oregon border. 

     Car lifesaver so far- the mp3 player loaded with picks from everyone set on shuffle!

     Wish us a safe and happy trip down into San Jose. More posts to come....

Post Op Meds

     I know it looks gross. Kind of freakish. Those of you who have seen prior posts know I have a condition called trigger finger. It causes my hands to catch when opening or closing, then to snap in place similar to a trigger mechanism.

     I have been putting off surgery, have had numerous cortisone shots, and have generally been waiting (hoping) for it to go away on its own. Realising the pain was getting the best of me, I went back to my Dr. Friday and decided to schedule surgery. Well before I had a chance to iron out the details, I woke up on Sunday morning with a locked up finger. Totally stuck, can't even force it open with my other hand. So off to surgery I go asap. This Thursday to be exact.

     Why am I sharing all this? It's my pre excuse. You see, I just left my pre op apt. and picked up my post op meds. Let me put it like this-if I can post, it's gonna be entertaining if nothing else!

     No, I'm sharing because that's what us bloggers do. Especially when faced with challenges harder than most. Normally I would be nervous, but my pain is making me look forward to the relief I have been promised surgery will being. Ahh,......to have normal hands again!

Wordless Wednesday

     My coworkers, and the tin can we call our break room. But as far as construction workers go-these people are pretty OK!

F*CK

     Yeah I did it, you read that right. I named this post with a cuss word. A cuss word I apparently should say less often.

     Last week I was putting HM down for bed and those stupid little toddler bed sheets kept coming off. So after the third or so time of them popping off and me having to fix them, I dropped the F bomb in shear frustration. I guess I made it sound extra fun to say, because HM decided to try it on for size. Getting no reaction from me he quickly got bored with the whole thing- so I thought....

     The next day HM thought he would give it another shot, this time in the presence of SPF. She of course reacted in shock, part surprise, part why isn't he getting on trouble for that? No matter how much I told her to ignore it, she just couldn't leave it alone. I heard her all evening egging him on with things like "what did you say?"  "Say fork" and "I didn't hear you, say it louder.". She kept it up untill all I heard through our home was pitter patter of his little feet following his big sis around yelling "FUCK" " FUCK" in his sweet little toddler voice.  SPF being the typical older sis that she is, not skipping a beat- comes crying to me about how she is trying to read but it bothers her when "people"  cuss around her. 

      This sort of thing went on all night. As funny as it was, I didn't dare laugh. But it really was too funny to not at least blog about it! I just hope he doesn't use that potty mouth at day care!

Wordless Wednesday

     Just had to post this pic somewhere, so here it is. Enjoy.