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Table Topics Tuesday: Look who's coming to dinner!

This week the topic is: What three celebrities would you invite to dinner?

1.   Rick Springfield

Those that know me know that this is a no brainer!  He's been the "it" guy for me since I was 12. 

2. Ellen Degeneres

I heart Ellen.  She's smart and funny....she talks for a living so she can keep the conversation going since I know I won't be able to say much in the presence of these celebrities!

And since Shannon gave us the libery of choosing living or dead I'm gonna go with

3.  Patrick Swayze

I would have really liked to have met him. 

How I spent my Friday afternoon

This is me...

Do you know what I'm doing?

No?

Let me fill you in.  By the time I took this picture I was bored.

 Bored.to.death. 

I'd been sitting in my car for almost an hour.  Waiting.  Waiting for my mom to get home so she could let me in the house. 

 Yup, I locked myself out. 

I stopped home from work quick.  I was just gonna run in the house, grab my new debit card and run to the bank to take care of something on our account. For some reason I thought it was a good idea to lay my keys down on the table while I opened the mail and got what I needed.  I don't know why I thought that was a good idea...because you wanna know what I did just 40 minutes prior to arriving at home?

Sure you do, cuz it's freaking hilarious!

When I left work at 2pm, I took our outgoing mail with me.  On Fridays we have to send all our paperwork to the main office.  So we drop it in the mail box in front of another nearby business.  Well, I was able to grab the parking spot directly in front of the mailbox.  Score!

I left the car running, jumped out, dropped the mail in, got back to the vehicle.  LOCKED! What?  How the hell?  I tried every freaking door.  All locked.  Now what?

I went into the travel agency and asked to use their phone.  Who do I call?  The only other person with a key is my hubby who was at work and probably couldn't anwer the phone.  So I ended up calling the local police to unlock the door.  We've dealt with them plenty of times before at the store when customers have done the same thing.  So I thanked them for letting me use the phone and went outside to wait.  Wondering if it would be one of the officers I knew and how bad they'd make fun of me!  Wondering how long I'd be waiting there because I was supposed to be at the bank by 2:30!

Luckily he was there within 5-10 minutes.  I'd seen this officer before but he's not one of the ones I see regularly and who would have laughed their butts off at me!  He did his thing and I was out of there in no time.  Cool I'll only be 10-15 minutes later to the bank then I planned.  WRONG! 

It was almost 4pm by the time my mom saved the day.  Two hours I will never get back!  I cannot believe I locked myself out not once but TWICE in one day within 45 minutes of each other. 

What a bonehead! 

Welcome to my world.

My mind

It works in mysterious ways.

Sometimes the most major of news won't phase me a bit.  But some minor detail will drive me crazy for hours.  I'll latch on to some unimportant detail and won't let go. 

For example yesterday morning when I got up.  I walked out into the kitchen and noticed my cell phone in an odd place on the kitchen counter.  For the life of me I could not remember leaving it there the night before.  I have my usual spot on the dining room table with my keys, purse and sunglasses where I normally leave it at night.  Once in a while I'll take it into the bedroom if my hubby is working late or one of the kids is at a sleepover. 

Most people would just shrug it off and grab their phone.  Me?  I wracked my brain for hours trying to figure out how it got there!  I asked my hubby if he had used it after I went to bed......he told me it was the gremlins in the house.  He also looked at me funny because he knows me and knows I was bothered by this unimportant tidbit. 
I searched the recent call list and texts to see if one of the kids used it......though they were both in bed before I went to bed and I distinctly remember having the phone next to me at the computer until I got up to head to bed.  But from there I can't retrace my steps and it bugged the crap out of me!

The thought came up a few times at work and I just tried to put it out of my head telling myself it wasn't necessary to figure this out.  It was no big deal.  But that's how I work.  Someone will tell me this whole elaborate story and I'll pick out this one minor detail that really has nothing to do with the outcome but doesn't make sense and stew about it. 

What the hell is wrong with me??  LOL 

Ok.  Another thing to stew about.  They changed page here where you create your blog post.  Where did the spell check go??  If you see any spelling errors in this post, now you know why.

It's raining, It's pouring......

Today's Table Topic's Tuesday on Shannon's blog is:

What is the best way to spend a rainy day?

I usually don't mind a rainy day, unless it gets out of hand and rains for a week straight! I can also do without any lightning and thunder!

My daughter will tell you the best thing to do on a rainy day is go out and look for worms. I can live without that too. But I don't mind watching it rain. Especially if it's a slow, calm rain. It can be relaxing to sit out on the porch on a warm night and watch and listen to the sounds of the rain.

Otherwise, I just like to sleep in on a rainy day. Lounge on the couch reading a book or watching TV. Maybe play a game with the kids or do a puzzle. I always seem to associate doing puzzles with rainy, dreary weather. I remember doing puzzles with my mom and brother on dreary days when we first moved to Wisconsin as a preteen and we didn't know anyone yet.

What about you? What do you like to do on a rainy day?

Excuse me while I toss my cookies

Last night Skowt got an awful nosebleed. She's been stuffed up the past few days and has been blowing her nose a lot. When she did last night she said something about blood. It's happened to me before. A couple of drops of blood when you blow too hard or your nose is dry. No biggie.

But this wasn't just a couple of drops. She kept saying it was bleeding but I didn't see anything. Then it dripped on her shirt, she started grabbing tissues like crazy. My mind went blank. How do you stop a nose bleed? I know I'll google it!

By this time I was starting to feel my stomach churn a little. So I looked it up, tried to make sure she was Ok, got her some extra tissues and a cold cloth and took a couple breaks of my own to the other bathroom because I felt like I was going to be sick.

How can I take care of my child if I'm gonna get sick? I remember last year when she went to have her wisdom teeth out. They were prepping her for surgery, trying to hook up an IV. They couldn't get it in on the first try, she looked down at it, went limp and passed out for a few seconds. I freaked! At first I jumped to make sure she was OK, but it a matter of seconds I was light headed and sick to my stomach ready to pass out. I lasted long enough to make sure she was coherent but then I had to sit down and the nurse had to bring me some juice! They could have easily been having to call in backup to pick me up off the floor.

This all scares me to think that if my child was in more serious trouble I couldn't stomach the problem and help her or at least call for help. In fact I'm feeling a bit queasy right now just thinking about it all again.

I'm a cryer

Today I'm participating in Shannon's Table Topics Tuesdays! Today's topic?

What is the last thing you cried about?

I cry easily, at the drop of a hat and sometimes at the dumbest things. I've always been very emotional like that. It scares my husband! So it surprised me when I read this topic that something didn't jump out at me as the last thing I cried about. I realized it's probably been a good couple weeks since I've cried. That is amazing for me! LOL

So here's a few of the last things I can remember crying about.

I cried while chopping an onion at work. I know exciting stuff. I hate onions and they always do that to me!

I cried because I had a Sunday off which is usually the only day our family has to spend together and my husband let the kids start eating breakfast before I came out of the bedroom. I was upset because we weren't making and eating breakfast as a family like we usually do on those Sundays.

I cried when we went to see Dear John.

I cried, like I often do, about my job. The fact that I only work part time and don't make a whole lot of money. Even though that is what we've decided is best so I'm around for the kids. The fact that I really don't like it. It stresses me out. I know I'm lucky to have a job right now and I only work part time hours but it still sucks. Which leads to more crying about feeling guilty about it! And still more crying that I'm as far along as I'd like to be in remedying that situation with my own photography business. And it just spirals out from there!

I better end this post before I start crying right now!

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