Sunday, January 1, 2012

Sleepy heads!

Random sleepy pictures!!









Went to school with mom on Halloween...















Christmas eve 2011...

Monday, November 28, 2011

Do bad things really come in 3's?

I had a series of unfortunate events around Thanksgiving this year. It was a lot of fun...

It all started a bit before Thanksgiving.

My foot had been bothering me for a few weeks when I dance. It kind of just felt like it needed to pop, and then my ankle kept rolling; it was just unstable. Then Friday after classes it really started to hurt. I iced it and didn't think much of it. Saturday I had Trev look at it and he noticed it was pretty bruised and swollen. It bothered me all weekend, but at ballet on Monday it was killing me. I barely made it through pliés at the barre and had to leave to get it taped. Trevor was working at the Cleveland foot and ankle clinic and made me an appt. that afternoon. Everyone was speculating a stress fracture; the athletic trainer at school, Trevor, me, an instructor and the podiatrist I saw. X-rays were clear (in the spot that was painful anyway) but stress fractures don't show up on x-ray for 2 weeks. So they said ice, motrin, and rest, which is all they do for stress fractures anyway. Good timing with finals coming up and all...

So two days later on Wednesday I get a phone call from the dermatologist's office where I had a mole removed by my eye close to the bridge of my nose. She said, "do you have a few minutes?" and I thought "oh $#it. I don't get a 'lab results were normal, thanks bye.'?". (Yes mom, the $#it word came to my mind). It wasn't a mole, but a cancerous basal cell carcinoma and I have to have surgery to have it all removed. While I'm on the phone with her, I get a text from Trevor saying that New Mexico (where he is doing his externship in December) won't let him have an extra 1/2 day off; which means he can't spend Christmas with us. Then the lady on the phone proceeds to tell me that since it is so close to my eye that it's a possibility that occuloplastics will have to get involved. Awesome. That's all I need is another doggone surgery. Where the crap am I supposed to fit that in my life right now? And by the way, this type of skin cancer is from sun exposure. Anybody that has been with me at the pool in the summer knows that I wear a hat, glasses AND use sunscreen. Seriously, I always use sunscreen on my face. And when I used to fake bake (forever ago) I would cover my face. I just can't win. Ugh.

Friday after Thanksgiving we put all our Christmas decorations up. Trevor hangs a mistletoe on the holder with the stockings and tells the kids "Look what happens when you stand under the mistletoe!" So I go over to him and the thing comes down and smacks me on the forehead. It couldn't be on top of my head so I can cover the wound with my hair, it has to be right on the forehead. I don't even understand how it could have hit me that hard. It's not all that big and it wasn't all that high above my head. I swear I could hear the goose egg forming. You could definitely witness it in the mirror. HURT. SO. STINKING. BAD. I didn't feel quite right and was nauseous for a couple hours afterword. It wasn't until the next day when I was playing the piano that I realized that my brain was not making the right connections and I probably got a mild concussion.

So that was my Thanksgiving break. Holy s-word, I know! But despite it all, I'm determined to enjoy my last week of classes and rock my finals next week so that Trevor can continue to be jealous of my 4.0 GPA. :o)

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Friday, November 18, 2011

Kid's Cooking Class

Oct 17

Back in July I took advantage of a Groupon for a cooking class. I purchased 2 classes for each kiddo. I took them to their first class and they loved it!



KynnLee had to bring her own Strawberry Shortcake apron. :)


On their menu was Jack O' Lantern Quesadillas and Halloween Candy Pie. So cute!


They loved it, and I loved it because now I can put them in charge of dinner. ;) Ha ha, if only....


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Saturday, October 22, 2011

Family Home Evening

We had a super fun FHE on Monday. We've kind of had a problem with speaking kindly to each other. So I'm hoping this little lesson will help solve the problem. We each had a jar and the blue bowl has candy kisses in it, and the red box has rocks in it. I told the kids that when they say something nice to each other then it's like putting a candy in their jar. But if we say something mean, then it's like putting a rock in their jar. We talked about the golden rule and how we should try to fill each other's jar with candy.



(I don't know why my pic turned out upside down...) Then as a treat we had cream cheese bagels with a tongue sticking out to remind us to use kind words.



Kids loved it! We've been using it all week to remind them of when they are putting rocks or candy in each other's (and mom and dad's!) jar. :)

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Ballet class!

KynnLee started a ballet/tap combo class this year! I'm not sure who is more excited, KynnLee or me!




Here is her first position plié.




The girl wouldn't let me take pictures, this was the best I could do. :)




I had to sew ribbons on my pointe shoes and was trying them on, so KynnLee had to go get the old ones that were hanging in her room and put them on. I gotta say, I was pretty darn impressed she got up on pointe! That's my girl!! Love her!!

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Monday, September 12, 2011

"You're seriously going to sit there and allow this?"

Poor Phoebe. She's such a good sport though. :)




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Friday, September 2, 2011

Surprise mommy!

This morning before I left for school I put a small pair of scissors in my bag to cut these gel tubes for my toes. I get to class and sit down to put my shoes on and can't find the scissors anywhere in my bag. So I ask the other girls in the class if they have scissors.

Then I told them, "I KNOW I put scissors in my bag this morning and they are gone. I'm going to go ahead and blame the 3 year old on that one. She may get wrongfully accused sometimes, but the girl has earned that title!".

They kind if thought it was funny. I got my things cut and went to put my shoes on and...



Gasp!!! My ribbons are cut!!!

I'll go ahead and let you fill in the blanks!



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