I didn't realize anyone was home. MY FLIPPIN' email is not alerting me. I tend to avoid this thread if no one has posted. I get bummed.
Please tell me that this means you get bummed if we are not having an active day..not that coming here bums you??/
Couple things:
I'd GLADLY fork over $15 for a q-tip swabbing of someone with the flu. So you are not alone, 3DK.
Ditto...but can I have it be stomach flu w/ a side of the runs and hold the vomit...
MamaBJ-next time you are printing something you don't want, take the paper out.
So smart!!!!
Mouse Pad
Aren't I a hoot!!
I have an IUD, so aunt Flo has stopped visiting me.
Bragger!
I don't think I have any funny underwear stories. That sucks, doesn't it.
Is it because you don't wear any underwear???
I do have a funny exercising story. After I had the 4yr old, I was was pretty healthy. One summer afternoon we decided to go for a walk on the local flood wall.
(Imagine a big hill that slopes down on each side. On one side is about 16 softball diamond and soccer fields (No one is down there - it's empty during the day) with the river beyond. Hence the floodwall, gotta keep that Scioto away from town. On the other side is the city park. The wall is five miles long and paved for walking/jogging/bike riding.)
I decide to wear my rollerblades. I'm a rookie, but had done it at least 3 times! DD7 is rolling along with her Bratz
scooter and I am pushing the 5 month old in an umbrella stroller. We roll for a mile, then start to roll back.
At this point I trip and fall to the pavement and the stroller slips out of my grasp.
(You all know what happens next, imagine it in V.E.R.Y. - S.L.O.W.- M.O.T.I.O.N. because that is how this is happening to me.)
The stroller starts rolling down the hill. I am in shock, I am watching her, my mouth gaping open. I look to Molli, who is standing there in horror. Now remember I have FREIKING ROLLER BLADES ON!!! - so I growl/yell - (in my slow, very low, movie voice) "G.O.O.O.O.O-A.F.T.E.R.-H.E.R."
Molli takes off running. The stroller is steadily picking up speed with THE 5 MONTH OLD IN IT!!!!
I roll over (which is awkard when you have 5 lbs of blue plastic molded to your calves and feet), slam my butt onto the grass and slide my legs down the hill. Pull my body with my arms. Roll my feet down farther. Pull body with arms. Roll feet, pull with arms. Roll feet, pull with arms. Picking up speed, but I am never going to catch that stroller.
At this part I was having a hard time visualizing...I am an idiot I know....but did you fall face forward and then switch to the buttockal area??? Beacuase if you are going downhill are you pushing or pulling??? Do you happen to have it on Video for those with a visual limitation???
At the bottom of the hill is the road that connects all the sporting fields and it is lined with railroad ties. That is what is going to stop the stroller one way or the other.
I am roll, pull, roll, pull, roll, pull (grass stain, grass stain, grass stain).
laughing out loud in front of family at this point...
Molli is running her little 7 year old leggs off.
The stroller gets to the bottom of the hill and glides to a stop. Soft as a cloud. Didn't even touch the railroad tie.
Molli catches up and I can see everything is under control. I rip off those blasted roller blades and run to them.
Maddi is happy as a clam. She, I'm sure, thought this was part of the walk.
I can't tell you the relief I felt.
(Of course then I had to push her BACK UP the hill and collect the roller blades on the way.)
I don't think I've gone roller blading since.