What a way to start the weekend

See my lovely splint? I tripped over a kindergardener today and landed on my wrist. I hit the floor so hard I couldn't feel the pain in my hand until an hour or so later. My whole hand was numb, but immediately started to swell and bruise.

My co-worker said I took the fall well because I managed not to take anybody else out with me. She said I some how managed to weave around the kids and find an empty spot to land.

I had to file a work injury and go to the doctor. They think it's just a sprain, but are treating it as a fracture just in case. I have to recheck in 3-4 days.

Trick-or-treating woes

UGH! Funky Princess came home and asked if she could go trick-or-treating with her friend tomorrow. I said yes and immediately regretted it, because then JC though he should have a friend or 2 over to go trick-or-treating with. It would be one thing if we lived in a neighborhood and they could walk from house to house. But we live out in the country and have to drive from place to place and Hubby doesn't like to drive extra kids around. So I knew that wasn't going to be an option. Then JC thought he should call his friend and try to get himself invited to go with them, but they're in the same boat and I told him that it would be rude. So to put an end to the whole situation, I called Funky Princess's friend's parents to explain why she would be trick-or-treating at home like normal and find out that her parents didn't know this was what the girls had planned.

Feeling rather dumb or blind as a bat

Last night I was making tater-tot hot dish for dinner and I needed a can of Cream of Mushroom soup. There wasn't any in the kitchen, so I sent Funky Princess to the basement to look for some. She couldn't find any. I could swear I just bought some, I know there had to be some somewhere in the house. I went to the basement to look for myself. All I could find was Cream of Chicken and Chicken Noodle. Not what I wanted for this hot dish. I grabbed my purse and coat and ran to the store to buy a can.

When I got home, Hubby was sitting on the couch in the living room and points over to the shelf (the unofficial collection area for things that need to go in the basement) and there sitting on the shelf is a whole case (we're talking 12 or more cans) of Cream of Mushroom soup. I walked past this shelf at least 5 times while I was looking for the soup and didn't even see it.

"Senora H. es muy bonita. No?"

This year at school they are introducing Spanish to the 4th & 5th graders. The kids like to show off their new language skills by saying a word or phrase in Spanish, thinking that we won't know what they're saying. I took 4 years of high school Spanish, and while my comprehension is a little limited if I really think about it I can usually put together simple phases and fake my way though it with someone who knows very little Spanish.

Well, today a 5th grader came up to me on the playground and said, "Habla" meaning to speak. I told him, yes I could speak and I could also speak some Spanish. He wanted me to prove it by saying something, so I said, "Senora H. es muy bonita. No?" He gave me a funny look, then asked me to translate. I said, "Mrs. H is very beautiful. No?" He gave another look and said "No" and walked away.

Corn Maze Fun

The kids and I went to a Corn Maze today. We were given a map and punch cards. The object was to find the 12 stations within the maze and punch the cards to prove we found all 12 and then find our way out. I love doing this kind of stuff. We got lost a couple times, but were able to find all 12 stations and eventually made our way to the exit. They also have a haunted corn maze, that they open up after dark. I don't think I'd want to be lost in the corn after dark.

In addition to the maze they also had small farm animals for the kids to pet. There was a miniature horse, goats, sheep, geese and 3 little pigs.

Here's the kids trying their hand at milking a cow. There was a bucket of water attached to the backside with some kind of tubes they had to squeeze to simulate milking a real cow



And here's Funky Princess in the Pony Hop race

Playing with fire

We took down a bunch of trees and brush in the backyard earilier this fall. The trees, Hubby is going to cut up for firewood this winter. The brush we threw in a pit and had a bonfire last night. Watching the flames and sparks fly out of the pit inspired me to grab the camera and play with the shutter speed. I got some really cool pics. Take a look.






We also had a small campfire for cooking hotdogs and smores.

Crazy day

Ever have one of those days where you wish you'd never gotten out of bed? That was my day yesterday. It started when I woke up in a cold medicine induced stupor, so my brain wasn't working from the very beginning. It took me forever to get moving even after a shower, 2 cups of coffee and a can of Mountain Dew. It wasn't until the daytime cold medicine started to kick in that I actually felt somewhat normal and functional. In the meantime, JC got out of the house without his jacket and I had to chase him down to the bus stop to make him put it on.

After he left I was trying to get some stuff done before leaving for work, but everything I touched seemed to fall apart. I was planning on leaving a little early for work because I had to run to the post office, but in my rush to get out the door I locked my keys in the house. I had to walk across the field to my SIL's. She gave me a ride up to Hubby's work so I could get the keys and took me home. By this time I was running about 15-20 minutes behind. I had to rush to work and made it about 10 minutes before recess started. It's my job to unlock doors, bring the balls & jump ropes out, set up the tether balls, check out the playground, wipe up any standing water, ect. Basically get the playground ready before the kids come out. Ten minutes isn't enough time to do all that, so some stuff, like wiping the slides, didn't get done. I felt really bad but what could I do?

When my shift was over I was pulled aside and asked if there was anything wrong, because I'm usually so on top of everything. I explained I had a bad morning and was running late and did what I could get done, but wasn't able to fit everything in the time I had to do it in and promised that was a very rare occurrence.

I stayed after my shift and did some volunteer work, because I had a meeting with JC's teacher right after school so I didn't seem much point in going home and having to come back in 2 hours. I met with his teacher and we discussed some missing assignments and found that he's not always bringing his homework home. She gave him a list of all the assignments that were missing and incomplete. We made sure he brought everything home including the homework that was assigned that day.

The meeting lasted longer than I had anticipated, so as soon as we got out the meeting I had to rush home, drop JC off with Hybby and quickly show Hubby all the homework JC had, pick Funky Princess and take her to Sylvan. We got to Sylvan at exactly 5:00. I dropped her off and went to run some errands.

My first stop was the yarn store (the one I went to last week and got lost). I'm still trying to find an alternative route. So far I've been unsuccessful. Again I drove around for a good 30 minutes trying to figure out were I was and how to get there from here. When will the road construction end?

After the yarn shop, I had to make my way back up towards Sylvan to hit Office Max and Walmart. Everywhere I went it seem the universe was conspiring against me. At Office Max I think the cashier was a trainee and he was the only register open. Walmart was just crazy. Lots of people there doing after work errands just like me. I didn't get back to Sylvan until 6:40 and Funky Princess gets out at 7:00. I was hoping to use some of my waiting time to knit but that didn't happen. Instead I cleaned out the car, which has been a mess for a couple weeks and was driving me nuts.

Funky Princess and I got home at 7:30, luckily Hubby was making supper, but JC was still doing homework. After supper I had to sit down with him and help him with his homework. We were up until 10:00 doing homework. After the crazy day I had I was happy to turn off the lights and go to bed.