My eyes are getting itchy

Today was the first day of my semester. My three hour class took all of 30 minutes. I guess she figured we would need the rest of the time to go BUY and LOOK OVER our syllabus. The thing is easily 150 pages and cost me $8.50 at a print shop. I don't think I've ever had a syllabus over 5 pages in the 7 years I've been in college. Welcome to the nursing program! It's like death on paper, but I'm excited and I already have it highlighted and tabbed appropriately.

I have someone from pretty much every branch of the medical field tied to my family in some way. My mother-in-law works for the surgeon that will be taking Noah's tonsils and adenoids out this month. Chris' grandmother works for an ophthalmologist. So I called her today to ask about Noah's pink eye. Verdict is as I feared - it's almost a certainty it will work it's way through all three kids so get him to the doc for some antibiotic eye drops stat. Will do. Are anyone else's eyes feeling itchy? O_o

I'm sure his school is going to be THRILLED that he missed a week of school for something other than the tonsillectomy I warned them about. Missing 2 weeks of school in a month - albeit not consecutive weeks - is nothing to sneeze at. Hopefully he isn't scarred for life. I'm rolling my eyes over here... since, you know, sarcasm doesn't translate well in print. He's a smart kid and he'll catch up. Shoot, all he's doing is sitting around reading books through his goopy eyes anyway. That and watching lots of TV, but lets stick to the book story, K?

Seriously... my eyes are starting to itch. Where is the lysol?!

Why?!

WHY does jello take so long to set up? If I wanted jello 12 hours from now, I'd make it then. The pre-made jello packs are not the same. They're not the right consistency. Such a pain in the rear.

WHY don't people change their address when they move?! I've lived in this house for 2.5 YEARS and I still get mail for the people we bought it from... AND THE PEOPLE WHO LIVED HERE BEFORE THEM. Seriously.

Rats!

I can't believe I missed posting yesterday! Not that I had anything go on to write home about.

I got all 3 kids to church (ON TIME! Woot!) by myself while Chris stayed home and tried his best to feel better. This time of year is killer on the medical budget. Speaking of, time to take my antibiotic.

School started this week. It's going to be interesting only taking one class this semester. Somehow only taking one class is way more intimidating to me than taking a full course load.

Tomorrow is my Lovey's birthday. I'm so proud to be his wife. He really is the greatest guy in the whole world. <3 Happy Birthday, Chris! I love you so much!

Spring break!

All this week the weather has been absolutely amazing. Right now, I have every window in the house open and I can't get enough of the breeze. The sun is out. That's kind of rare for this time of year when the days are short and the skies are overcast. It's just been such a blessing to have this break from winter. It's like a real "Spring break." :)

The other side of that coin is that my grass needs to be mowed. Ha! I'll take it.

After being inside and watching a ton of tv while I haven't been up to par, the kids are so excited to get outside and play. Sidewalk chalk, soccer balls, tricycles. It's been glorious.

Ow.

Tomorrow is going to be quite a day. It will be the 140th day in a row that I've lived with a headache.

It all started August 21st when I had to go in to the ER to get a CAT scan and some blood work due to an episode of vertigo. My head wasn't hurting at the time, but after they gave me a cocktail of different meds in the ER to fix the dizziness, my head was KILLING ME. Their best guess was ocular migraines. Since then, I've had a headache every day. Since I'm pregnant, I can't take anything. Now don't get me wrong, I haven't had a migraine every day. It's always there and it's always in my way, but it isn't debilitating - most of the time.

Also, the pregnancy was planned and prayed for so it's not holding me back from treatment. When we originally opened the bill from the hospital where they charged us our first born for the inconclusive CAT scan, we pretty much decided right then that unless I start seizing all over the floor, this issue (that is not life threatening - only thing we learned from the ER visit) would have to wait.

Sometimes it really doesn't bother me or even command my attention through the day. Other days, like this whole past week, it's been a little worse. Hoping I get a nice surprise and wake up without one tomorrow. 139 is enough.

On a happier note, today is my Granny and Grandad's 51st anniversary! How awesome is that?!

Winnie the what?

I had to take my smallest to the doctor a couple days ago. While we're waiting for the doctor to come in, she hands me a book that she would like for me to read to her. It's a board book with AA Milne's famous bear all over the cover. She climbs up on my lap and says, "Poot Mama!"

What?!

"Poot! Mama read Poot!"

We're going to have to work on that one. ::giggle::

Ghost dogs

I had heard Jack howl exactly one time in his life. It was a weird sounding fire truck or something, but the point being, he doesn't make it a habit. He likes to have "conversations" with the dog next door through the fence, but mostly, he likes to be inside chilling out and watching the kids play.

Fast forward to last night at about ONE AM. I hadn't quite fallen back to sleep from when Selah Jade had needed me earlier. I'm aaaaalmost there and I hear AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! from INSIDE my house.

Wolves freak me out like nobody's business. The whole reason I was hesitant to get a bigger dog (and the reason I don't walk around in the woods at night) was because of the wild dog thing. Packs of dogs just give me the creeps.  

So, recap. My dog, who should be sleeping, is howling in the house. Seriously? My first thought is that something was wrong. I got up (after I summoned the nerve) and checked on him. He was asleep. 

Wait... what?

Now I'm creeped out for sure. What's going on?!? I know I'm not hearing things. I woke Chris up and he heard it too. So either my dog was howling in his sleep (and didn't wake up?!?) or... he's the worlds fastest okay-I-got-that-out-of-my-system-now-I'm-going-to-fall-asleep-in-record-time dog.

That or I have a ghost dog in my house. Thanks for all THOSE stories growing up, Dad.