Donation cup, for a cup....
Ah, I can't wait for tomorrow. Actually Wednesday, and Thursday. Both are my days off, and we get paid on Thursday. I'm burnt out from working so much the past few days. Don't really have anything planed for Wed/Thursday. Saturday we may have some friends for a BBQ.
Mother's Day was good, the BBQ over at my parents was really good. We had potatoe salad, and chicken. Really good. Justine seems to really like that dress that I got her.
Justine went to the denist this morning. Turns out it's not her wisdom teeth. And doesn't appear to be TMJ. So who knows...
Both my and Justine's cell phone is giving us problem. So we got our little one from preschool after her denist appointment. And went to the t-mobile store. T-mobile plans on sending us new phones, and should have them by the end of the week.
In the process of being there, our little one wanted me to pick him up. He has gotten into a bad habit of being too lazy to stand on his feet by himself. And is always wanting someone to carry him. He also managed to have peanut butter all him hands. So I refused to pick him up, bad habit for him, and I didn't want peanut butter all of me, since I still had to drag myself into work. He then processed to get mad. He managed pull his arm back, and then decided to swing it forward with as much force as possible from a 4 year old. Smacking me right into the nuts. Would have been different if his aim was a bit off, hitting me in the leg, but oh hell no...He got me good. I bent over holding myself from just pure reaction/pain, and managed to drag myself away a bit. Justine came over asking, what was wrong. Since her back was turned. And I was just speechless, bending over. I did manage to mumbly out a few words. 'grrr, pain, nuts, jayden' After I managed to pull myself up, thinking, 'Did anyone see this? I know if I worked here, and just witnessed this, I would be laughing my ass off right now'. At this point Justine was being helped. And I'm still in the corner, trying to catch my breath. After catching my breath. It was all good. But I just got abunch of crazy looks, since I was still holding myself, from the fear of it happening again.
Mother's Day was good, the BBQ over at my parents was really good. We had potatoe salad, and chicken. Really good. Justine seems to really like that dress that I got her.
Justine went to the denist this morning. Turns out it's not her wisdom teeth. And doesn't appear to be TMJ. So who knows...
Both my and Justine's cell phone is giving us problem. So we got our little one from preschool after her denist appointment. And went to the t-mobile store. T-mobile plans on sending us new phones, and should have them by the end of the week.
In the process of being there, our little one wanted me to pick him up. He has gotten into a bad habit of being too lazy to stand on his feet by himself. And is always wanting someone to carry him. He also managed to have peanut butter all him hands. So I refused to pick him up, bad habit for him, and I didn't want peanut butter all of me, since I still had to drag myself into work. He then processed to get mad. He managed pull his arm back, and then decided to swing it forward with as much force as possible from a 4 year old. Smacking me right into the nuts. Would have been different if his aim was a bit off, hitting me in the leg, but oh hell no...He got me good. I bent over holding myself from just pure reaction/pain, and managed to drag myself away a bit. Justine came over asking, what was wrong. Since her back was turned. And I was just speechless, bending over. I did manage to mumbly out a few words. 'grrr, pain, nuts, jayden' After I managed to pull myself up, thinking, 'Did anyone see this? I know if I worked here, and just witnessed this, I would be laughing my ass off right now'. At this point Justine was being helped. And I'm still in the corner, trying to catch my breath. After catching my breath. It was all good. But I just got abunch of crazy looks, since I was still holding myself, from the fear of it happening again.