Monday Morning Musings - Chest Tube Anyone?

Last week, with a tear or two in my eyes, I watched the final episode of ER. Ahhh, ER. My Thursday nights will never be the same again. Last Thursday night, Steve asked me what I was going to do. I looked at him with a look that said, "What the heck do you think I'm gonna do." And he said, "You don't really wanna watch that do you? It's just going to be some cheesy, sappy story line so they can bring all the characters back". And then I looked at him like he was insane and I said, "I have watched that show every week for the past 15 years of my life. I have see every episode! And what? You want me to miss the very last one? THE VERY LAST ONE?!?" And then he was like, "Woah! Fine. Watch it". So I did. Ahhh...ER. Because of you I know what a GSW is. Because of you, I think if it came right down to it, I could intubate someone, I've seen it done so many times. Because of you, I am highly disappointed with the personal appearance of any doctor I am treated by. So long, old friend....

Addy has this Dora obsession. And when I say obsession, I mean I am about to lose my mind if I hear the Dora theme song one more time. The one cute thing she has picked up from Dora is that anytime we go somewhere, when we reach our destination, she gets really excited and starts saying, "WE DID IT! WE DID IT! WE DID IT!" I feel like when I am driving I should be saying, "Freeway, stop sign, big brown library. Freeway, stop sign, big brown library."

I have an extra bedroom upstairs and that is where we put all the boxes that didn't have a specific room they belonged in yet. Mostly they were boxes that when we were on the last day of moving I was just like, "Throw it in a box! Any box!" When we moved in they were all nicely stacked in an orderly fashion in that room. Since then my children have rummaged through every box and now that room is completely trashed. I don't even want to go in there, but I guess I'm gonna have to. I should just put a dumpster outside below the window and just start shoveling everything out.

I bought some socks on Saturday. I went to open the package yesterday and I noticed that across the top was written, "Resealable bag!" So I just lookin' at this bag 'o socks in my hand thinkin', "Who in the world needs to reseal their bag of socks?" So you know what I did? I didn't open 'em by the zipper in the top. Nope. I just ripped right into the middle of the bag. I reached in and grabbed out my socks and then looked at the empty, decimated bag and laughed. Ha. Resealable bag. Not anymore!