Sleepy babe, Yummy dinners and stuff

This is just the cutest thing…..Bubba trying to stay awake thru dinner – poor guy.  He tries to hang with the big kids. 

The Bubba going nighty night.

Last week during the nasty poison ivy mess, I was feeling so sick.  My Momma, bless her heart, felt so sorry for me, so she cooked us dinner two nights.  Mom is an incredible cook, my kids have declared her “the BEST cook every”….and on Wednesday night she made one of our family-all-time-favorite dinners…PINWHEELS (creation made famous years and years ago by my sweet Aunt Millie.)

Here they are coming out of the oven…

And here on Crash’s plate.  The recommended side dishes are little baby peas and applesauce- but we did green beans….still delicious. 

Crash ended up eating 5 of those suckers.  Lola ate 3.  So so very good….

On the 18th, this past Saturday, my friend Donna’s daughter got married.  This is the first of my girl-friends kids to get hitched.  Ivey and Brett had a lovely ceremony, and the reception was AMAZING. 

Lola got to hand out the programs…and doesn’t she look just too stinking cute!  I just love this dress on her…..

And this is his new motorcycle from our good friend, Sandy.  Sandy has been so generous in passing forward many of the cool toys that her boys used.  His little buggy car, yep, Sandy.  A HUGE bag of stickers that we’ve used for physical therapy (put your sticker foot up first…sticker takes the first step….or as Bubba said for a while “the w-ite foot always gets the sticker mom”) And now, the motorcycle.  It has a solid base, so it doesn’t drive around anywhere – but when he turns the handlebars, it turns it around on the base….he LOVES it!  And yes, he actually wears the helmet on the motorcycle that goes NO WHERE…he’s a stickler for the rules..

Medical School…..

No.  I have not decided to attend medical school.  But I’m guessing after what I’ve dealt with this past week, that I could have for all the dang doctors know.

Here’s the case study for all those with an inquiring minds…

Two weekends ago, while and I was being volunteer of the year for soccer, my eye started itching – not really my EYEBALL, but the skin underneath my lower lid.  I thought I’d been bit by a bug.  Saturday night it was a tad puffy.  Sunday I had the trainers at the field look at it.  They did not see a “point of entry” (bug bite mark) and thought maybe I had a sty.  Hubby has stys – neither one of us thought it was a sty.

Sunday night it hurt and was puffy.  Monday morning I looked like I  had painted a red patch around my eye and it was VERY puffy.  Hubby told me to go to the doctor. 

OH – did I mention that by the time I woke up on Monday morning I hate a NICE headache going and was barfing my head off so I had to get Pootie up out of the bed to drive me to the doc…nice huh?  But thank the lord he can drive!!

Off to the primary care physician we head….me gagging and the boy driving.  Nice doctor looks at my eye – he’s not really sure what is wrong.  He thinks that it is probably a skin infection (fancy word used was a cellu-something or other) but he couldn’t rule out that it wasn’t MSRA so he wanted to treat me for that as well.  So two antibiotics and I’m out the door.  Was told to come back on Wednesday morning….Spend the day in the bed trying to recover from headache.  My awesome mom made dinner for the family…amen and halleluiah.

Monday night – the bumpy rash is now under my chin, behind my ears, on my neck…..Tuesday morning, it’s on my shoulder, on the left side of my face and it itched like crazy! 

Wednesday morning so back…rash thing is now on my shoulder…..Dr. Young Guy checks me again.  He is totally puzzled at what it is.  He chats with older doc out in the hallway about “my case”.  Dr. Older Guy comes in and checks my face and neck and shoulders out…he doesn’t have a clue.  But they tell me what they think it is NOT.   They are pretty sure it’s not shingles.  They are pretty sure it’s not chicken pox.  They are pretty sure it’s not poison ivy or oak…still thinking it’s some sort of infection.

They send me home still on the two anti’s PLUS they give me a middle of the road steroid cream to put on the “rash”.  This time they say – give it over the weekend and if it’s not gone or getting better, we think you should see a dermatologist.

So today, I went to the dermatologist.

Guess what I’ve had?  FREAKING POISON IVY!!!  Well, to be honest, Dr. Skin Doc said he is really not sure if it was poison ivy or oak since it’s really going away.  He was chuckling too.  He said it was CLASSIC poison ivy/oak – it was very linear.  Meaning that there were very clear LINES of rash…he told me the antibiotics didn’t do squat….and the cream – well – it was not something he’d recommend putting on a face.

So how about that. 

Two primary care visits $50 total

Two antibiotics $14 total

One steroid cream $15

One specialist visit $45

Being finally diagnosed with Poison Freaking Ivy – not priceless  $124 GONE! UGGGGGG

So very …..ummmm…

So this weekend was the boys weekend of the Dick’s Invitational Soccer Tourney.  And I care why…well it’s the CSA August tourney, and CSA is the club that the boys play for…*yes I realize I just ended the dang sentence with a preposition…I’m too freaking tired to care. Crash’s team was participating in this tourney – Pootie’s was not….So in this HUGE club that we belong too..it seems that we are always desperate for volunteers. So I agreed to help on the boys weekend…*disclaimer – we ALWAYS volunteer for everything we just usually do it on the girl weekend so I don’t have to worry about watching games, etc…..but next weekend is a crazy weekend for us, it’s just not gonna work for me to help….

I was the Head Field Marshall at one of the complexes being utilized for Tthis tourney.  Manchester Meadows down the road in Rock Hill, SC. It was where Crash’s games were gonna be and we really could make it work by staying at the MIL and FIL’s….they were out of town…..

So my schedule was 7am until the end of each game for each day.

I am exhausted….my feet hurt…I wore my sneakers…I’m sunburned…and I had the pleasure of working with some of the best folks ever.  My family being the main ones…

I’m a real stickler for my kids learning to be a part of things….if you are part of a school.  Step up..help!  If you are part of a soccer club…STEP UP – help!  if ya play tiddlywinks…where the hell are ya!!!  HELP!!!!!!

So my sweet daughter LOLA– WHO HATES SOCCER- helped all day Saturday and Sunday.  She charmed many folks too!  She was the gate keeper of the restricted parking and managed to NOT make people mad..she stocked referee coolers with water and fruit and delivered their lunches.  She cleaned up after people…she helped direct people to fields…she was generally A-MAZZZZZZ-INGGGG!!! 

Pootie helped with the fields – trust me when I tell you the rules to use these particular fields are STRICT—he kept parents within the red lines…kept folks off the unused fields, carried cases of water, ran match reports back and forth and helped with the Bubba…because yes, he was there all day each day too.  And seriously, how any 3 year old could hang like the Bubba…beyond me.  He was the entertainment to say the least.  I had one or two little meltdowns – but they lasted seconds.  He was awesome – I’m so very impressed and proud.

it really is beyond me how so many people cannot come up with just a little time to help.  Why wouldn’t you teach you kids to be a part of something?  As parents we pay BIG money to these clubs so our kids can play so why not make the kids help out?  I don’t get it…my kids love it – they get to know different coaches – different parents – the referees on a new level…it’s good for them….

Sad thing is – this boys weekend is half the size of the upcoming girls weekend….and guess what – they still need people to help.  Just bugs me….but as I’ve said before it’s this way in the schools, clubs, and even the churches!  what is with people!!!!!

 

 

 

Here are two of the “funnier” things that happen at our fields…

• I had to tell one mom that she needed to go back to the parent side – she could not be on the coaches/players side even though her son had just come off the field “hurt”.  He had a cramp.   A cramp.  Yes a cramp – he came out of the game for a leg cramp.  The mom went running like he’d just had his leg broken or something.  Swear. – Um no, there was no confusing the situation – he WALKED OFF the damn field!  The 13 year old boy was mortified – he was all “MOOOOOOMMMMMM!”  I looked at mom and said – really – you need to go back to your side now.  She said “oh but I need to see if he’s ok…. I said He’s fine – we’ll take care of it”.   He said smiled at me and mouthed “thank you”…my boys would have a fit if I did that to them!
• I had to call the dang po-po~!  SERIOUSLY.  To have a parent escorted out because he wouldn’t leave when the head referee guy told him to leave…..so we had to call the po-po to throw this parent out!!!  Here’s the best part…the game that the guy was watching – it wasn’t his kids team!  It was their “sister” team!  WHO THE HELL GETS THROWN OUT OF GAME  THAT THEIR KID ISN’T EVEN PLAYING IN!!!!!! It’s just soccer people!