Use your imagination I guess

I was just sitting here thinking how I don't have time to pay the bills or update my blog or anything like that because I am so busy with other stuff. Then I realized, on my third game of free cell ( I am getting pretty good by the way) that I could use that time to blog and put the pictures in later. I procrastinate blogging because I think it makes my posts less interesting to not have pictures, but at the same time am too lazy to hunt down the camera and plug it in and download the pictures. Especially this time since we just revived the computer and have to reinstall all the software. Anyway, how will you be able to visualize my children doing all the cute and funny and annoying things I will tell you about if I haven't bothered with the pictures yet? I guess you will just have to use your imagination!

Today was pictures day at our school. The photographer is still in Easter mode I guess because he brought with him a cage full of live bunnies. Cute in theory, bad idea in practicality. Bunnies plus crying two and three year old kids and brand new spring dresses are not a good mix. Most were afraid, others found delight in chasing the animals across the set instead of sitting nicely beside them, while still others began shrieking when they squeezed the bunny too hard and their fancy new dresses were pooped on. Andrew was not afraid to pick it up and move it around and carry it back and forth as he saw fit. The photographer was less than impressed with his helpfulness. Lets just say it was an animal adventure. It took about 15 minutes per kid to get the rabbit, the child, and the parents to all be happy with the pictures.

Yesterday I had a scary experience. I was at the library around 4pm and started feeling dizzy and light headed- unless of course the stacks really were swaying. I herded the kids out the door to the car and had to call Mike just to keep awake enough to drive the 10 minutes home. I felt like if I closed my eyes for even a second, I would fall over. As it was, I had to hold the handrail to the car so I wouldn't stumble.

Somehow we made it home and to the couch, where I promptly collapsed on the couch and passed out for the next two hours. I am so lucky my children were sensible and didn't do anything stupid while left unsupervised all evening. They watched their new videos from the library, got a snack from the fridge, and then were just starting a game of "somersault across the couch" when I returned to consciousness. Lenna said, "When we couldn't wake you up I thought you were just taking a nap. We were starting to get hungry!" Mike called just after that and he came right home to make sure we all made it safely through the night. After a very healthy dinner of Lucky Charms I taught Lenna to use the cell phone just in case she ever needed to call for help in the future.

When I finally got to talk to a nurse this afternoon I was told to keep taking my vitamins and too eat more often and then talk to my doctor at my regular appt next week, because there was just no way they could see me before then. Unless of course I would like to spend the next 10 hrs in the ER waiting to be seen by an unqualified overworked nurse practitioner. Maybe 12 if someone in a uniform wanders in with a hangover headache while I am there and jumps to the front of the line. I would expand but my complaints about the lovely free medical care we receive from the military could fill pages and pages. I will refrain. Let's just say socialized free health care is not the answer!

Well, my time is up! Apparently I am supposed to feed my children dinner every night, not just on Sundays and the kitchen is calling. I will catch up with Easter and such later.