No pain - but boo boos.

Well.... I did it again. It's been awhile since I rollerbladed. It felt awesome to plug my COCHLEAR implant into my brother's portable Sony CD player. I love that thing because it gives me so many fond memories and I play only worship CD's in there. I love it when the song, 'I can only Imagine' comes on because that was played at my brother's memorial service.

Ahhh... back to rollerblading.... we stopped at my mom's condo and got the mutt... in fancy words, my mother's King Charles Caviler Cocker Spaniel Mix. He is a little black thing with a patch of white on his nose.

Off we went with the dog on the leash. We went down Bigger Rd. Right in front of Victoria Secret Outlet, I hit a bump, an uneven sidewalk, *crash* *plunk* *thunk*

The dog froze.

The toddler in the stroller upside down.

Blood gushing out.

"STOP!" I yelled to Nathan and Ellie who were a block ahead of me...

The dog stared at me... (oh my goodness... he could have taken off for his freedom!!) I quickly grabbed his leash. I pulled Eli back to a normal stance on the stroller... I muttered to myself...

"Owwww." I was worried about my cell phone and CD player. I was afraid they got broken in the fall. (It was fine! Phew!)

I can not remember the last time I fell and got a boo boo. I am 29 years old. I couldn't believe it. Aren't kids the only ones supposed to fall and get hurt? Too bad I didn't have my mommy to kiss my boo boo.

We made it to the park by Pollen Farm. The kids played for awhile and I looked at my scrapes. Finally my mom came to the park and got her dignified dog who whimpered at every child that came to the park.

OUCH!! I can't walk!

I can't walk!! My ankles!!

I rollerbladed today! Yikes! Talk about pain... no pain... no gain... what a bunch of crap!! What am I going to gain from pain? I talked to a few kids about rollerblades and they said that it hurts for the first couple of weeks... oh great... *groan*

So... I'm gonna hang in there for a couple of weeks... if it still hurts... the blades go on Craig's list for the next sufferer.

However, I feel great going around the neighborhood burning calories.

My goal is to be slender enough to wear a bathing suit without people trying to guess how many jelly rolls I have. I also want to be more attractive for my wonderful math professor.

I will be blogging about my journey to a thinner fit me.

Cleaning Heaven

Hey everyone!!

I stayed up cleaning!!! Imagine that!! I had sooo much fun finding out what my homemade cleaner cleans! WOW!! Talk about impressed!! I cleaned my stove, fridge, dishwasher, counters, walls, and cabinets with this and it wipes off!! This is the first time I've ever been able to clean without coughing and wheezing from the chemicals! I was in cleaning heaven! I don't want you guys to be left out so I'm gonna share this recipe with y'all.

You will need a clean 32 oz trigger spray bottle.
From the health food store you need- Castile soap, this is an all natural soap made from vegetable oils. (I got mine at Trader Joe's)

In areas with hard water you will need to buy distilled or purified water from the grocery store. The minerals in the hard water will inhibit the soap’s ability to work. Borax, vinegar and an essential oil, if you wish will, round out your shopping list.

In a two cup glass measuring cup mix 2 Tbls of white distilled vinegar and 1 tsp of borax. Add 1 cup of hot water and stir until the borax is dissolved. Let this mixture cool a few minutes and then pour into the spray bottle. Add more water to the bottle leaving enough to add 1/4 cup of castile soap. To scent, add 15-20 drops of your favorite essential oil.

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WOW! It's been awhile!

I can't believe it's been nearly 2 months since I've blogged. I've been busy doing so many different things. It's been a hard month for me. As each year goes by, it hits me harder that Dave's death really did happen. I hate the month of March.

I am looking forward to playing soccer again. I got invited to be on a coed soccer team!! I'm so excited! The games are on Sunday. I think we'll practice on Saturday. I'm hoping that David will watch the kids on Sunday. I am really really really excited about that!!! I can't wait for my long hair to fly in the wind as I run after a piece of leather hand sewn shaped into a ball filled with air, and aim that into a net, aaaahhhh pure heaven.

The grass stains on my knees... the only difference now... it will be me standing over the washer scrubbing those stains out, not my mother.

Isn't it nice to be given a chance to do something that you've loved so passionately growing up? There have been nights when I went to bed with my soccer ball... that got torn to shreds by my brother's dog, Zayd. Stupid mutt.

{sigh} I feel alive again...

Life.

How do you stand strong when you feel like everything around you is falling apart?

How do you smile at your children and say that everything is going to be alright?

How do you look at your son with glee when he just peed on your loveseat? *sigh*

Off to clean a loveseat.

(commercial break)

Football

Well, I've learned something new about myself. I'm not THAT crazy about football. I thought I loved football with a passion. Once we got to the Superbowl, I realized... what's the point? Football consumed me on Sundays... I'd think... ok... hurry up... finish the sermon so I can get home and fix lunch for the kids so I can see the game...

when the Bengals were on a losing streak, I wasn't such a die-hard fan.

I'd watch a few games here and there... but it didn't consume my every thought.

Well... since the Bengals had no hopes of the play offs. I began to root for the Cowboys... they got knocked out by the Giants... so... I decided to root for the Packers... they got knocked out by the Giants...

ahem...

it was Giants and the Patriots...

ok... I'm definitely rooting for the Giants!

YAY! We won! Which is awesome because I'm from NY... so I felt a tinge of pride for my home state.

However, at the same time... I was thinking... am I wasting my time here? I love and enjoy football, but is it consuming me? I hope not.

I did learn how to crochet! :) Isn't that interesting? I go to a super bowl party and I leave with yarn and a crochet hook! How often does that happen? I'm looking forward to crocheting and making myself things.

Implants... not breast implants...

Ever wonder if other people are hard of hearing as well?

I was in the store today and someone was asking me a question... and I answered...

then she pointed to my ear that is showing my Freedom implant... and says... "What is that? A unique Bluetooth?"

"No, it's my implant"

*GASP* "You shouldn't tell people when you get implants! That is simply too much information! Oh how disgusting!"

(If you're wondering... she was... ahem... very small)

"Ma'am, I am sorry for not clarifying, these are my COCHLEAR implants. I am deaf without these. Also, for your TMI... these are real...not implants."

Her face turned very red.

Isn't that an amusing trip to the store?