So many things to tell you!

OK, OK, I'm a liar, I said this would be done a couple of days ago....sorry! I have so many things to touch on so I'm going to have to do it by category. I apologize that this will most likely be a LONG post, but it's making up for many weeks of silence. Now on to the many categories of stories!

MONEY:

Greg has been working his tail off to make ends meet and has been making a decent dent in the debt too, so kudos to Greg! But in true Murphy's Law style just when we seem to be getting ahead, something happens to knock us down a peg or two or 500! Our four year old Kenmore range decided to blow its brains out two weeks ago. I find it a little suspicious that it broke just two weeks after I got the phone call to extend our warranty on the range, and I said no. Anywho, not to disparage a large company such as Sears, but the guy came to "fix" it and told me that had I extended the warranty all of the repairs would have been covered, but since I didn't, it was going to cost $400 to fix it (that's including the $120 he charged me to tell me this). FABULOUS! So luckily there's this guy who is a friend of a friend of a friend (no, I swear he's not the one who went to Mexico and woke up missing a liver in a bathtub full of ice, we've all heard of THAT "friend of a friend..." this is a different friend) did you ever notice that friend is a very weird word when you type it a bunch of times? OK, so anywho, this friend is an appliance dealer to the builders and he's giving us a great deal on a new range, but it's still gonna cost us $485! Of course we don't have the cash (how sad) so we have to put it on credit. Don't get all huffy, have you ever tried to make dinner every night only using the stove? It's hard to come up with new items, my kids had chili dogs for the very first time on Saturday! Also, for those of you who haven't heard, I will be starting classes on Thursday (in two days!!!!) so that's another $700, it seems we're bleeding money these days! On the positive front, we've been sticking pretty well to a small budget, still saving many $$$'s on groceries and cooking @ home ( *sigh* we still have our weaknesses). So that's the money news for now, can you believe it's almost been a year already???? It's getting so commonplace to not buy non essential items that I keep thinking I've gone off the program, then I remember that it's just not as big a struggle anymore. I still have my desires for silly things like home decor stuff, but I'm working through it every day! Next year I'm gonna tighten the belt even more and see how THAT goes!

Ways that I'm the "Worstest mother EVER!":

That is Kayleigh's new favorite phrase of choice, I think it's kinda funny. Apparently I'm the "worsest mother EVER!" because I've stopped buying junk food and am making the kids eat healthy. This obviously means that I don't love my children. Emma hates me because I put antlers on the van and now we refer to it as "the Reindeer", as in "hop in the Reindeer, it's time to go to school". This is apparently the most horrible thing I could do to a middle schooler, except maybe she was pissed because as I drove away yesterday I honked the horn, rolled down the window and started yelling "Have a good day Emma, mommy loves you!!!" then I looked at a boy on the sidewalk and yelled "That's my baby Emma, do you know her?" Emma started running into the school at just that time as I drove away cackling like a the witch I am. Boy did that ever feel good, it was payback for her nasty attitude she's been sharing with me. I'm also a terrible mom because I've not only been making Emma's lunches every day, but I've been making her carry a *gasp* reusable lunch bag!!! I thing she said she "dies with embarrassment" at having to carry it and why can't she just buy lunch every day? WTF, when I was a kid I LOVED it when my mom made my lunches, it let me know that she cared enough to take the time to make them!!! I guess times have changed and I'm just cramping her style! So I've started putting embarrassing messages on her napkins in bright red permanent marker so she can't hide them. I tell her how precious she is and say hello to all the kids sitting with her. I think she's gotten smart and started pulling them out before we leave the house.
Mia thinks I suck because I won't let her eat all the Halloween candy, she gets two pieces a day and because of this I'm a "big stinky butt crack!" How the hell am I not supposed to laugh when she says that? Maybe I am a bad mom because I think it's funny when my 4 year old calls me names.
So those are just some of the ways I'm a bad mom!

Exercise:

OK Michelle, I know you've been wanting some more Sven stories and this is the best I can do.... I've been so stressed out lately (all that terrific parenting takes a toll!) and I finally gave into my body's demands to be set free at the gym. Now, Sven and I haven't seen each other since before my foot surgery in May; until two days ago (dum, dum, dummmmm). I walked into the gym with my head held high & marched over to the little lockers they have for your keys. Who should be by them but Sven! He looked at me like he kinda recognized me so I did the brave thing and ducked my head down and scurried up the stairs avoiding his gaze. Now this next part is something you're all going to have to take my word for as none of you, my gentle readers, is as robustly overweight as I myself am. No, no, don't start with the denials, I know what I am and that was not a self deprecating remark, just a set up for what is to come next (but thanks for your kinds words of encouragement). OK, now, when a large person walks into a gym there are two kinds of looks they get; the first is the quick glance and smirk as they swiftly look at their friend to see if they're in on the joke of a fat person coming in to "work out". The second look can only be described as the look you would give a one legged down syndrome person working like hell to finish a marathon. You would knit your brow, put on an encouraging smile while your eyes were saying "good for you, you special thing, you're so BRAVE". It's definitely not the same look you would give any other "normal" sized person walking into the gym. SO....as I scurried up the stairs I walked over to the bikes for my warm up while the men looked away quickly, as did some of the women and the other women gave me that oh so special "good for you" smile. I chose my bike and commenced pedaling as two of the very same "good for you" smilers chatted while using the elliptical machine (the bitches weren't even out of breath!). One of them was talking about her perfect family and how she's the perfect mom and is going to sew the perfect blankets for the needy or some BS like that. The other one was telling her perfect friend how she was going to sew the perfect bibs for needy baby's and how her perfect son was already so much more perfect that her friends little girl it's too bad she couldn't keep up. Then one of the perfect ladies started talking about her imperfect mother. She started dissing the way her mom dressed and the way her mom was losing weight (this is where it gets good). Apparently the mom was "starving" herself & not exercising to lose weight so she was still "really flabby all over!" There was a gasp as the perfect woman realized she said "flabby" in the presence of a fat person!! So she started stumbling over her words saying "I mean, good for her for losing weight, not that she wouldn't look OK without losing weight, I mean I just wish she would go to the gym, I think it's so GREAT (said very loud like) when people go to the gym,......." I was shaking with silent laughter because she was like a cornered animal and her friend was completely silent, obviously basking in her friend's imperfection. Then there was complete silence and they jumped off their machines with furtive glances my way and I just looked at them and gave them a HUGE smile that said I heard what they were talking about and they literally ran down the stairs. As perfect woman #1 left she looked back up at me and I waved and she looked down and walked out. The rest of my workout was uneventful, I just killed my Hamstrings and thighs and then walked out of there on rubbery legs. I have to go back today so I'm steeling myself for those special looks because apparently fat people are not normal, we need the same encouragement as Special Olympians. Think about this the next time you go to the gym people!

OK, I'm getting off my soap box now. I have to do the ballet run now so I'm going to strive to write another post very soon as I have so many more things to share. Have a super day!!! I'll talk at you soon.


xoxo

So Sad

Hi friends, this is going to be a sad blog post. We received one of those dreaded letters in the mail that informed us our credit card limit was being dropped. This is sad because that was the card that we were going to put my school fees on. So now, instead of going back to school next month, I'll be working at Wal mart or some other such paradise (if I can find a bloody job!) until I save enough money to pay for my classes. I know this is the way it goes, being an adult and all, but it doesn't mean I have to take it like a man. I've put on the brave smile and my "Oh well, I'll just start classes after the holidays!" pants, and I've already applied for six jobs (we just got the letter this afternoon) and am posting my resume like crazy on every job board I've come across. So all that said, I feel like bawling like a baby. It's not like we're losing our house and can't pay our bills, but this was so big and important to me that I feel like if I don't do it soon I'll lose my momentum and become complacent with my job greeting the fine folks who walk through the doors of Wal Mart (if I could even get a job there). So I'm gonna be a baby for a couple of hours to get it out of my system.

There was a job on Craigs List that wanted "talented voice actresses for phone calls", hmmmm, I wonder what that could mean! It said I could make money in the comfort of my own home as long as I have a "nice" voice. Although I thought about it for a second, I pictured one of the girls answering my "work phone" and that put the thought out of my head. Emma asked me what a voice actress is so I had to tell her that it's when someone pretends to be someone else on a phone call. She said "Do you mean that the phone numbers for the Jonas Brothers and Demi Levato that you can get online are not real???!!!!!" She was shocked because she and a friend left messages singing songs to the Jonas Bros. on their answering machine one night, at least they thought it was the Jo Bros. Of course I wasn't going to tell her what the real job was! It just makes me laugh when she says something so innocent,I forget that she's still a little kid and falls for all the old tricks.

OK, I'm going to take a shower and get out my grief now, all your words of sympathy are greatly appreciated. I'll write again soon and maybe I'll have some good news to report!! Wish me luck on the job hunt.

xoxo
Sad-brina

Now you're up to date, and scared too!

OK everyone, it's time for total disclosure, are you ready??? I don't think we've been following our own vow of poverty very well. It feels like we're barely treading water lately and we still do a lot of the things we started the year off doing, like eating in (a few weak moments here and there), not buying frivolous things (again, a few weak moments here and there) and making coffee at home (too many weak moments than I care to disclose to you at this point). I think the kicker is that I'm not bringing any money in anymore, I was getting about $300-$400/month depending on the month, but now it's $0. I was turned down for unemployment, apparently owning a daycare for six years doesn't count as employment. So, now we're trying to live off the land so to speak (that's code for Greg working over time like there will be no tomorrow). I feel bad, but at this point, I start school in a month, right smack dab in the middle of the holiday season for retail so I can't get a job because I won't be able to work evening or weekends as that's when I'll be in school!!! So I'm sending up prayers to help us make the ends meet for a few more months until I can get a job and any prayers of good tidings you can say would be appreciated. But there is some good news in here.....so far we HAVE been able to get by, we can pay all our bills and we have a roof over our heads. Our freezers and cabinets are full of food and we have each other (awww). The kids actually understand that we're not going to give in and get them the silly things they want and they don't even really ask anymore. I can go into Target (my former nemesis) and get only the items I need and walk out of there without feeling like I'd just been in the enemy's camp. So, thinks are going better than a lot of people out there in the world.

Now I will thrill you with a tale so frightening that you may want to avert your eyes in fear at some parts.
You've heard by now that we're poor, but this will enlighten you as to our super poor sorryness. Upstairs in our bathroom we have a toilet, it seems like any other toilet; it's white and unassuming. You would never think that a toilet could cause the horrible pain that this evil toilet has....One day I was using the bathroom like any normal person would in the morning and I was pondering the day that lay open and bright ahead of me. My routine would be the norm, 6am wake up, wake the kids up, make lunches, make breakfast, take a shower, fight with the kids over what they would wear (it's always my fault that the clothes they want to wear are never clean, even though I've told them a million times I won't wash any clothes that are not brought down to the laundry room), fight with the kids over which shoes they can wear to school (I swear to the heavens that I'm gonna throw out all the damn flip flops, they cause me so much mental anguish), fight with the kids over how they're gonna wear their hair (YES, you MUST brush your hair dammit!), 7:45am get in the car, drop Emma off by 8:00, drive Kayleigh to school (across town mind you), drive Mia to school (M,W,F) or dance (T), go to my bible study group (W) while Mia's in school, 11:45 pick Mia up, 2:50 pick Emma up, 3:15 pick Kayleigh up, Kumon, dance, youth group, swimming, etc....It never ends!!! As I was pondering my day I felt a very hurtful, sharp pinch on my left butt cheek that make me yelp in fear and pain. WTF?! Did a crab crawl up from the toilet? I tried to stand up but my skin was being pulled down in a very painful manner. HUH????!!! I sat again and the pinching got worse. It was at this point, my friends, that the foul language, most unbecoming to a lady, started (good think I ain't no lady!). I tried to see what the problem was, but my butt is (unfortunately) very large and I couldn't see anything. I finally took a deep breath and jumped up while yelling "OOOOWWW, Muther F-er!" I looked very angry at the toilet seat and there it was, cracked right down the right side (which becomes the left when you sit on it). Lodged very firmly in it's tiny little monster teeth was a piece of my butt cheek! Do you know how much that smarts? I do. I was very irritable at this point, my butt hurt and I was super P.O.'d but I persevered. When I put my chonies (unnerwears) on, the new skinless portion of my cheek was, of course, right under the elastic. Really? So that's how it was gonna go huh? OK, I got past it and endured the rest of the day (in pain). That night before bed (after I'd already given the kids their unnecessary medication to make them sleep like tiny angles) I'm KIDDING people, I would never do that. At least I wouldn't write about it and leave a trail of evidence, HELLO, I'm married to a cop, I'm not THAT dumb! I was all tired from being the perfect mom (hahahahahaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!) and I was on my way to bed. Oops, first I had to make a pit stop in the little girls room.....NO, I didn't remember that the evil toilet seat was there waiting for it's evening meal and YES I did leave yet ANOTHER chunk of myself with it. Man oh man was I P.O'd, I don't think Greg has ever heard the words Muther F-er used in quite so many fancy ways. It was MF-er on toast, in a basket, and apparently it's a MF-ing bastard as well.
Let's fast forward a couple of weeks now, shall we friends? The toilet seat is still on the prowell for delicious Bina booty, but now we (Greg has experienced the joy too) are very creative about how we sit to use the demon toilet. I lean waaaay to the right or sit as far forward as I can possibly get away with. I also do the hover sometimes. The sad part is, we don't have any spare cash for a toilet seat, so it's either put it on the card or just do without, I'm actually considering duct tape, but I'm kinda grossed out by it's non cleanable nature. I think I may have found a plastic seat for $15 that I'm gonna check out today. I just thought it might brighten your day to imagine me walking around with no less than four (4) chunks missing from my buttocks. Next time you use your toilet, say a little think you to the seat for not eating your cheeks.
The End

Ok, that's it for now, ooooh, I do want to brag a little, I had to take a HIV/Aids course and pass the test before I could go to school and I got a 90! I would have gotten a 100 if I hadn't been locked in the room with my three fighting kids and Emma's friend who was spending the night. Yes, they let the kids come in with me since I didn't have a babysitter. So 90 is not bad for having to break up fights, look at the magical things the kids were drawing on the white board, clean up spilled water, beg Emma to take Mia to the bathroom, and answer their constant questions about why they couldn't get candy from the vending machine.


Until next time
xoxo

I don't wanna be obsolete anymore!

Well my friends, I never thought I would say this, but I'm an out of date model. I'm obsolete in the business world seeing as I haven't been IN the business world for over eight years now. As it stands, I can't even find a job at the mall, let alone in an office, so I've come up with the solution. Are you ready??? My fellow blog readers, I, Sabrina Lewis, am going back to school!! I'm starting on Nov. 19th and I'll be getting a Certified Nursing Assistant certificate. I was considering going to Nursing school, but I'm not sure it's up my alley, so I decided to go one step at a time and start as a CNA. These are the people who work at Nursing homes, in home care, at jails handing out meds, etc. If it's something I really like, then I'll either get my Nursing degree or take the EMT course. I never thought I would be excited about going back to school, but I feel like I'm opening up my future for a true career instead of just a job. I have to get my brain in shape for memory retention, but I have two months to make it work (to quote Tim Gund). So I'm sure you'll be hearing hilarious stories of my embarassing classroom activities. Oh, I have to run right now and get the girls, I'll write more soon.

xoxo!!!!

I'm not going to take it anymore!!!

This is a quick, short post. I have so many things to tell you, but I'm sooooo mad right now that I have to get this off my chest. I just got a call from the Washington State Troopers Association asking for a donation. When I told him that we couldn't afford to donate right now he began to yell at me and tell me that it's been 18 months since my last donation!!!! Can you believe his balls? I got soooo P. O.'d that I started yelling at HIM! I told him that with this economy and my being unemployed and having three children, my family is my priority, not his campaign!!!!!!! He then said, oh, I didn't know you had three kids, it says here you only have two, congratulation on the new addition. I hung up on his sorry ass. WTF, how DARE he speak to me like that. Do you think that Susan G. Koman's people call up potential donators and start to yell at them when they don't donate $$$?? NO, they understand that donations are very important and they don't abuse their potential donors. So I fired off the following email to the State Troopers Association just a minute ago, here it is:

To whom it may concern,

I just received a call from the State Troopers Association asking for a donation for their Drinking and Driving Campaign, when I told the caller that I would not be able to donate due to financial difficulties, he began to berate me because I hadn't made a donation for the last three campaigns. I don't know who I should be writing this complaint to, but I'm completely appalled at the behavior of the person representing your organization. I should not have to explain my finances to someone who is trying to elicit a donation from me, I should merely have to say that we can't afford it right now and that should be accepted. This is not the first time one of the callers has been rude to me, during the last campaign a few months ago I was treated the same. I guarantee you that if any other organization were calling for a donation, they would not be verbally abusive to the person they were trying to get a donation from. Your people need a lesson in dealing with customers, even if the response is not the one they want, they need to learn to bite their tongue and accept it. I just want you to know that I will NEVER donate to this organization again, my husband is in law enforcement and I would rather give donations to his union than one who does not appreciate that not everyone can give money in this tough economy

With great disappointment,

Sabrina L.

So I say, put that in your pipe and smoke it State Troopers! Am I wrong? Did I go overboard? The first time they called and yelled at me I was so shocked that I just took it. This time I was shocked, but I recovered quicky and got uber pissed off. I have so much adrenaline running through my veins now I'm going to go clean the bathrooms. I'll write again later once I've calmed down.
Thanks for reading my rant
xoxo
Sabrina

Frustration

I know, I know, it's been a very long time since my last post, but I'm nursing a completely shattered nervous system here, so give me some slack. This may come as a surprise to some of you, but I don't really have any confidants here in Vancouver. Now don't get your panties in a bunch, I do have a few friends, but nobody that I would be comfortable confiding the details of my relationship/frustrations/pissed offedness, etc. with. Either everyone I know is a wife of Greg's friend, or co-worker of his OR I don't know the person well enough to complain to without them thinking that I'm married to a complete beast. Anywho, because I don't have a local confidante I've been slowly going insane for the last few years and the kids ramping up their fighting isn't doing me any favors either. So, as any "normal" woman going crazy would do, I've decided to vent my frustrations by painting the house, inside, from bottom to top. This is in no way adding to my agitation (YEAH RIGHT!) what with my having to roll on three coats of paint to coat the ridiculously textured walls thouroughly. Why am I so STUPID???? Before you comment about the cost of paint, I would like to point out that I already had the painting utensils and my parents have tons of paint in their garage that I'm using, so I've only spend $14 on the project (needed a drop cloth and an extra nappy roller head). Hmmm, that's my new insult "you extra nappy roller head!!!!" although I should be careful where I say that, I might lose my radio show (a nod to Don Imus). So on top of my busy summer schedule of swim lessons, day camps, tutoring and regular responsibilities, I somehow thought painting the house would "RELAX" me? Who am I kidding. Anyone want to come over and help me paint and listen to me bitch? OK, now for those of you who are interested, I've started a new yahoo group called "I'm mad at my husband because... if you're interested in joining just do it and we can support eachother, the only rule is that there are NO BOYS ALLOWED!

Ok, we went to Vegas last week and it took a long time to drive there. I would never drive again, it's not really worth it if you're only staying for two nights, but it was a fun road trip nonetheless. The Gas for our half was $100, the food was $100 (went to the grocery store so we only ate out for dinner) and we spent $200 gambling. Not to bad, although there were some suveniers so the final tab was a little higher, but not too shabby. Since I've been shopping at the Grocery Outlet (I saved $190 on my last visit & only spend $156) we've been able to make the $$$$ stretch farther. Greg has been working a ton of overtime (thank you Multnomah County) so hopefully we'll be able to knock out more debt. I can't wait for school to start!!! I love the kids, but having them 24/7 is really exhausting, I can't wait for next week so they'll all be in day camp at the Oregon Zoo!! Mia will finally be able to go this year for the first time and she's only half days, but Kay & Emma have been going for years and they're full time (woohoo!!!). In a couple of years Emma will be a Zoo Teen and she'll spend her summers volunteering to work at the zoo. As much as I love the summer weather, I'm ready for the fighting to end. As I sit here and type this Kayleigh is telling Mia to lay down so she can punch her, if Mia does it then I'm concerned for her level of smarts. Ah the joys of having a hyper aggressive child.

Well, that's been my life in a semi-brief post, I'm off to put the furniture back in the play/dining room, it just dried. Oh, I failed to mention that we turned the dining room into an office and put the dining table in the "play room" so now it has a great room vibe. So much to do, so little time. I'll post some pics soon.

Oh, most importantly, I'm going to CA in a few weeks, I can't wait!!!! I need time with my old school girls who know the real me. Sharon & Kim, get the martini shaker ready, I'll need a few stiff drinks to get the vacation started.

xoxoxo

PASSION FOR CHANGE

Hiya folks, I know it's been a long time, but we went out of town for 10 days! We mooched off of the inlaws and it was very nice. I came back a good couple of shades tanner and my foot is totally healed thanks to all the walking and movement. I am sad to announce that although we didn't have to spend much $$$ we are poorer than ever. So it's time to buckle down and make due with no revenue. We're leaving for Vegas in two weeks (I know what you're thinking), "If they don't have any money, what the heehaw are they doing going to Vegas, right? Well fear not, our trip is already paid for and gambling is not in the books for us. We will be driving down/over to Sin City with Adam and Emily (who have to move far away from us again and I want to cry tears of sadness and grief) so that will save multiple dollars in airfare, and we're staying at our timeshare which is FREE. F-R-E-E that spells free, Hilton Grand Vacations Club Baybeeeee. We're even getting paid $50 to go to a members "refresher" meeting (they'll try to sell us something, but you can't squeeze blood out of a trunip, know what I mean?). So we'll sit in the sun all day, walk around at night, eating on the cheap and we have a full kitchen so we can cook our daytime meals in the condo. We'll see how much we'll stick to this plan, but that's what it is as of now.
So, speaking of saving money, we have been having some not so lucky events lately that have caused us to have to spend any/all money that we put away for a rainy day. Nothing life threatening, just car/house/kid stuff that adds up quickly, but if we hadn't been paying down the debt and saving some $$ we would have been totally screwed and begging parents to lend us some bones. This is causing me to rethink our lifestyle yet again and figure out where we can tighten up the belt even more. I'm shocked an appalled to find that there are MANY ways that we can make our monthly bills even lower. I reduced our Dish Network programming severly and Greg almost divorced me so I raised it up again, not as high as it was, but significantly higher than what I had lowered it to. Does that make sense? Anywho, now I'm thinking that we need to suck it up as a family, turn the TV off and lower the programming again. Why do we need to spend so much on the TV when we can watch most of the crap we do online if it's that important to us, and it's FREE online!!! Now I just have to convince Greg of this. I also don't know why the helicoptor we need a land line when we have cell phones. Do you? We pay an ungodly amount for our phone each month AND we pay for cell phones, why not lump them into one and call it a day? Greg says that he needs a landline so work can call him just in case his cell phone is not working. Hmmm, I've had T-Mobile for eight years, and I've NEVER had any major problems with our reception, so I don't think this is good enough for me. The only reason I can think to keep the phone is that it may affect our alarm system, so I'll look into that, but that would be a $100 savings, or something close to that/month!!!!! Groceries can also be cut down, I've just discovered the beauty that is the Grocery Outlet, can you all believe that I used to think I was too good to shop there???? OK, so those of you who really know me know that I'm a snob, so that's not too surprising, but SERIOUSLY!!! I've been getting ORGANIC cereal, cookies, snacks for $1.99/box, bag, whatever!!! They have good produce, good meat, name brand groceries, the only thing that's not great is that you never know what they'll have in stock since it's a hit or miss situation, but I can live with that!! I also just read a blog that reminded me I should not buy too much at once, I can shop every week, only buy the things I need for that week and it saves a fortune and reduces waste. I also went to a second hand store to buy the kids light jackets/sweatshirts on our trip and I got a great Hollister sweatshirt for $4.99! I bought a jacket and two sweatshirs (all name brand and new looking) for under $15, those same items would have been more than twice that amount new! I tell you, I'm on the verge of making my own laundry detergent I'm finding so many ways to save money. So I have a renewed passion to make this money saving/debt paying off experiment work. We're seven months into it and I know that we can be doing so much better. If you can think of anything that would help us save money even more I'm open for suggestions.

I think I got a little side tracked with my witty stories of my crazy life, and although I love sharing these with you, I need to focus more on the saving side of things because it helps propell me on the straight and narrow. But I do want to tell you how awesome my life is since I got my new foot!! It may not be completely new, but it sure feels like it. I can't believe how bummed and sedintary I was for the last year and a half! I had gotten so used to not being able to do normal things because my foot hurt constantly that I forgot what life was like before my foot hurt. I'm finally able to walk down the stairs facing forward!!! I haven't done this in over year, it hurt so much to bend the toe that I walked down stairs backwards, like a complete kook. Mia has hardly ever seen me go down the steps facing forward so she thinks it's weird that I'm doing it now. I can trot up the steps mostly without pain (it's still healing) and it's feels so good. I'm going back to the gym on Thursday (tomorrow I'll be walking for miles at Oaks Amusement Park) and I cant wait! Life is going to be awesome again. In a few weeks I'll be able to go barefoot again and then it's all rainbows and flowers from there. I can't wait to see my Dr. to let her know how she's changed my life, this is the first week that I'm walking with no limp, I don't need the handicapped parking plackard anymore and I can feel more than half of my foot (the nerves are still healing themselves). Woohoo, I'll be on the treadmill before you know it.

Ok, enough of my boring gushing, it's after 11pm and I have to trot upstairs to bed, we have a busy day ahead of us what with riding the cheesy fair style rides at the "amusement park". Have a super day and keep an eye out for ways to save money and keep me posted.

xoxo