Shit that has happened since the last time I blogged:

1) My son, Nate decided not to leave the Army, deciding instead to change his MOS (Military Occupational Specialty) (or as the rest of us call it: JOB) and is re-enlisting.  On the up side, he’ll come out of the Army with a marketable skill (he’s going into the medical field), and on the down side, we’ll have to continue missing him a lot.

He’s promised to keep in much better touch and has so far kept that promise…kind of.

One has to wonder where he gets the inability to keep people updated on what’s going on with him.

2) We attended many, many baseball games.  We ate much ballpark food, which is pretty damned good.

3) Pooter finished up his t-ball season and is now playing soccer.    Thank God for shin guards, those little fuckers are vicious!

4) Sarah, my daughter, is working full time in a supervisory position.  She’s becoming a grown-up, while still trying to figure out what she wants to be when she grows up.

5) Andy, my stepson, or as I prefer to call him, Pookie Jr., is now a licensed driver.   Be afwaid, be vewy afwaid.   Of course, I’m sure he’s an excellent driver and I can’t wait to make him drive me all over town doing every errand I can think of until he hates either me or driving.

6)  Pookie Jr, Jr. (younger stepson) turned 13 this summer and is now officially a young man and his voice is changing and he’s almost as tall as me and these kids keep growing up despite strict instructions not to do so.   Damnit.

7) Pookie, who was the most conservative looking guy in the free world when we met and married is now sporting a ponytail longer than mine.  I like it quite a bit, but prefer when it’s down and wild.   Like him.  Yum.

8)  I was walking through a doorway the other day and caught my pinkie toe on the door frame while the rest of my foot proceeded into the hallway.  Now, because I’m not very graceful (UNDERSTATEMENT!!), I’ve done this a million times and every other time, it hurts like fuck for 30 seconds and then goes away and everything is right with the world again.

This time, my pinkie toe stayed jacked out to the side, like a funny little thumb, only not at all funny.   Turns out I broke the fifth metatarsal bone in my foot, which as it also turns out, hurts.

I didn’t even get a cool cast for everyone to sign.  They buddy taped my pinky toe to it’s neighbor, gave me a little walking boot, and sent me on my way.

It was a little gratifying seeing even medical professionals catch a glimpse of my jacked out toe, make a face and say ‘glurgh’.

The toe is no longer jacked out, but I seem to recall asking Sarah to take a picture of my foot before I went to the doctor on  the theory that if this didn’t make me blog, nothing would.   I was totally right, it just took me a week to get around to it.   If such a picture exists, I’ll get around to posting it, if only so that I can imagine you all making that face and uttering ‘glurgh’

So that’s what’s up with me, what’s up with y’all?


16 Responses to “Shit that has happened since the last time I blogged:”

  1. Kizz Says:

    I’ve been doing a lot of things that were a lot less fun and good than you. I wish there’d been more baseball in my summer.

  2. mrschili Says:

    HEY, Girl! I’ve MISSED you! Welcome back to our twisted little world!

    You’ve been some kind of busy, huh? (oh, and *glurgh!* I don’t NEED to see the picture to know that it’s gonna make me go “EEEEEWWW!” and wince, even from WAAY over here.)

    What have I been doing? The biggest thing, I think, is scoring a job at a REAL college. I’m an adjunct teaching freshman writing at Local University. I feel all respectable and shit.

  3. Fish Says:

    Nothing much here but my new friend IKE who passed through on a visit north. He’s a messy houseguest, but he’s hella good at rearranging the landscaping.

    Oh, and I’m a year older, dammit.

  4. Chris Says:

    Eh, nothin’ 😉

  5. Pat K Says:

    Nothing , I am boring and less prone to
    feats of self annihilation than you are. 🙂

  6. Andy(the little bro) Says:


    you have no idea yet how prone she is to acts of self annihilation. she learned all of it from me(the younger(est)).

  7. roo Says:

    I once did almost the same thing to my pinky toe– playing soccer in socks in the basement with the boys I was babysitting.

    I had to send them out of the room so I could swear for about ten minutes straight and stare at my yucky blackened toe.

    We didn’t even bother going to the hospital– I taped it to the one next to it and called it a day. A sucky day.

    Since it’s been a while since you posted this, I hope your toe is well on the mend.

  8. sweatpantsmom Says:

    It’s nice to see that I’m not the only one who’s been lax on blogging.

    Not that I’m calling you lax. Put down that bat!

    Where’s the picture?

  9. Andy(the little bro) Says:

    just wondering if breaking your toe made you incapable of typing because you have not blogged since you broke it jes wundrin

  10. Andy(the little bro) Says:

    happy ?birthday(early)

  11. roo Says:

    Hey. happy ?birthday(late)

  12. Andy(the little bro) Says:

    other stuff that has happened since you last blogged: black president, former first lady becomes secretary of state, major recession that has crippled the US economy, your bro’s being a car accident with two large trucks, you know same old same old…

  13. fauve Says:

    I really really really miss you.

  14. roo Says:

    All right– we’re closing in on a year since your last post.

    Don’t worry about having built up high expectations for your triumphant return– you could type out fart noises and your audience would only be happy to see you back, and in fine digestive fettle.

    Come on– you must have done something blog-worthy– don’t you shoot yourself in the head whenever things get too predictable?

  15. andrew Says:

    know i know why she posted again. she has to raise money for a new lap top after ruining the other one doing a spitake after that comment, roo

  16. andrew Says:

    damn i am in fine form with my really bad typing today

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