Just one of those days!
I have a lot going on in my head today.. I am physically ill from stress and heartache. I don't wanna go into details. Let's just say I am gonna give up on dating for another seven years and see what kinda luck that will bring me.. So if I don't post for a bit you kinda know why.. It just really sucks to be me right now... Bye

Blogger is being a testy bitch!!! so I will explain the following posts!!
First was my sister Dawns birthday. Then the trip to Lehmans Hotsprings. Right into Stacis Birthday party. After all of that I went into a marathon work week.. Blogger just turned my posts into a giant cluster fuck! sorry.

Lehmans Hotsprings!
Danny and Sammi!!
















Chad and Staci!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY STACI!!!!

Yes she is a BEAUTIFUL 25 year old Hottie!
But she is also one smart chickie. I had to sneak that cake from 2 1/2 hours away and hide it at our friend Michelles house.. Staci kept trying to get hints about what we were doing for her birthday... The only thing that kept her thoughts occupied was that we went to Lehmans Hotsprings the night before her birthday. But that is for another post. I will put the pics for he surprise party on here till Blogger gets an attitude.. Here we go!

Up on stage to be thoroughly embarrassed! The band did a wonderful job of getting her face

Bright Red!!

What girl doesn't love to get presents..

Last but not least....Michelle! Scamming, Pimping and Playing!

Happy Birthday Dawn!!
My Baby sister turned 28 on March 11th. I finally got to take her out to celebrate on the 13th. Thank God none of us drinks or these pics could have been much worse. I will refer to these lovely shots for future blackmail use.. hehehe.. Evil sister that I am.





Dawn hates to be licked anywhere so Jennifer and I tried to cover her face in slobbery goodness..
Jennifer is Dawns younger sister.
What decent sister wouldn't at least try and torture her sister for their Birthday? I will share some of the other random goodness that was this party..




This wonderful nice man was SO Cool! He has an amazing voice. Poor Baby was uncorruptible until he met us.

Then We Go And Do This To Him.......

He seemed like such a nice boy! Until complete strangers forced him to wear a Princess Tiara! He did however let me take pictures with the knowledge that all of Blogland would see them.. So Point and Laugh at will!!! I call him Abs.. cuz boy are his nice.. I spent a few minutes getting up close and personal rubbing those chiseled things.. YEA ME!

Everyone at one point or another had that Damned tiara on. But as Blogger is a bitch I cannot post all of them.

I'm Back!!!
For the past week my life has been turned upside down with work and poor sleep!
This has been where I have spent over 118 hours since Sunday March 10th.
I have ate in here slept in here, been puked on bleed on spit at and punched in here... Ahhh. Home away from home. I guess the best part and the worst part is that the whole time I am stuck in a Painted Band-Aid box with Mike. He is Tons of fun to be with. He would on the other hand say we had a really shitty week but what did I know ... It wasn't me who ZIPPED my Johnson up in my pants or creased the side of our pretty bus by backing it into a pole.(FD was supposed to be spotting but got distracted by something shiny I think.) Right now I am just grateful to be crawling into my own bed with an Ambien and a sleep mask.. Nighty night!

I do not like Blogger right now! I had to put my SPF together 4 times before I could get it to work...
Ok enough of my rant.... Nothing to see here folks.. Moving on to SPF..

Well it is that time again. Kristine over at Random and Odd wants to see our Junk. Ok Quit Laughing... This is serious **Chuckle**! She wants to see if we are as Random and Odd as she is... Most likely we are.. I have decided to do a comparative SPF between Danny and myself which should be very entertaining! If you read the bottom I will share a secret with you .

1) The Trunk Our Our Cars....

This is the trunk of my r I keep a blanket, a tool kit, a scarf and a small tool box in there. I usually have my medical jump kit in there but I take it out at night.

The Bed of Dannys Truck... Safety vest, spare tire, and a fire extinguisher... What a good little Fire Fighter!

2) Our Trash Cans.

Here is the garbage in my kitchen. Not so exciting but I love it.

This would be Dannys Garbage can in his bedroom. Isn't it amazing what men keep in their rooms?

3)Our Junk Drawers... The hardest one for me to do.

Yup that one is mine. Let's investigate... I have a Biohazard Sharps Container, Bandaids, Ammunition, A stethoscope, Etc...

And this is Dannys... I don't even want to guess what is in there. Maybe you all can try if you are brave enough.

I have a secret to tell you all... I have OCD. I actually had to call Danny up and ask him what "Normal" people would have in a junk drawer. I don't have one so I created one then proceeded to put everything back in exactly the right place... Ugh. So now ya know...Did you Play???

Remembering...

Dana Reeve

1961-2006

Dana Reeve Passed away last night at the age of 44. Please keep her children and family in your thoughts and prayers.

Dana was a remarkable woman who will be greatly missed. I can only hope she is back in the arms of the man who she so greatly loved. A love that has touched the hearts of many.

Do'oh!!!
Is exactly what the P.A. At the hospital I went to is saying. Remember I had hurt my foot falling down my stairs a week and a half ago. Well he told me that my ankle was fine and just ice and ibuprofen was all I needed...MMMKAY!
I was irritated because it wasn't my ankle that I hurt and I wanted to get to Danny's. So I left it at that.. I told ya'll that I was dancing.. And walked on it all weekend. I also worked 2 full shifts before I went to my family Doc.
Ya.. She took one look at it and said " ok kiddo you are getting x-rayed again.. This time we will get pics of where you actually hurt it.. Ok I am fine with that... So I trudge my happy ass back to the imaging center and a few pics and a hundred dollars later I find out I have a broken foot.. Not just a little broke but really fucked up.. 5 breaks.
My Doc has called both the P.A. and the Doc he practices under and pitched a fit. I guess it worked cuz I got a very apologetic call from the P.A.. He said "I am sorry for not trusting your judgment as a paramedic." I can be a real Bitch sometimes when I want to..So my response to him was..."You should have trusted my judgment as a person and a patient too.. So let's hope you never end up in my bus with an MI. I may just blow you off and tell you .. It's just a pulled muscle.. Put some ice on it and take some ibuprofen... Suck it up and get the hell outta my rig.. I got some hot nurses to chat with." Then proceeded to hang up on him.. I could have handled that better I know but Geessshh..I feel like sending the bill for the imaging and doctor visit and the special orthopedic boot to him personally..
I have spoken to an awesome oncologist/breast surgeon. She will be the one doing both of my surgeries. I get to have a new laser surgery that is practically bloodless.. Yea.. cuz I am a bleeder. She seems very hopeful. I will also be getting radiation right there on the operating table while I am still opened up. A much more accurate way to deliver the treatment. It will be the fourth time they have done this in my city. They will be bringing in techs from the other side of the state to do this.. This way I will only have a short round of radiation and chemo after.. So that is good news... Thank you to everyone and their great comments and hugs.. I love the way you guys care. So ***HUGS*** to all of you.

I am breaking my S.P.F. cherry!
Please forgive me I don't have access to my camera tonight so I am improvising.

So Kristine over at Random And Odd has asked to see...


1) My favorite jeans.
I am the one in the white sweater. The jeans are Apollo Brand. They fit Mommy hips and butt great.
This was taken on Christmas in my kitchen. Here we have Me, My Mom, Ethan and my older sister Renee.





Caution! You will see naked women!!



2) Birthmarks, Moles and Freckles

Ok here we go:



You will see my birthmark if you can get past the pretty colors, butterflies and naked fairies. Yup it is that mark that looks like a big ass bruise.



MY BIRTHMARK!



3) my photo albums.
I warned you I would have to improvise. These are scrapbooks that I actually own.
I love to keep scrapbooks and I keep 2 in each of the boys rooms. One for them to put together and one I am putting together for them. The rest are kept in my china hutch.

How did you like your visit to my little world? Did you play?

D-O-U-B-L-E T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well I know I haven't posted in a while. I am a bad Blogger. Shame on me!
Nuff said Bout that. I went down to Dannys house last weekend. Hooray!
I took a vacation day Thursday. Got Ethan to his dads house a day earlier by letting him skip a day of school. (Bad Mommy). I thought I was a free woman to enjoy a blissful long weekend in my Hunnys arms..
Not exactly what happened though. I am a typical girl who chooses fashion over function in footwear. Not too bright when it comes to running up and down the stairs while packing. I slipped and fell down about 4 steps and landed on my foot the wrong way. I heard a loud cracking sound along with bruising my ego. Ouch...
I had to call my sister to break into my house and get me up the stairs. Since I was not about to call 911 and have someone from my crew find me sprawled out on my floor looking like a total jackass.
I went to the hospital and got sent to Fast Track. I don't ever get to the Fast Track while working so I knew no one in the clinic and the bad part was they didn't know me. I got the total brush off by the P.A. there.. He spent maybe 2 minutes with me and sent me for x-rays. Now remember I said above that I landed on my FOOT. I never said ankle.. I told him my ankle was fine but my foot was hurting.. Well guess what the genius did he got an ankle series. Dumbass.
The films totally missed where I was actually injured. And no surprise when he came back and showed me the films and said my ankle was fine.. Just ice it and take some tylenol for pain..
Now I am not a Doctor. Never said I was.. But even I know how to read a chart for allergies.. I am not allergic to tylenol but I am not allowed to have it.. I have had part of my liver removed and still have wonkey liver panels so I can't take certain things. Tylenol being one of them.. Needless to say I was just pissed and left..
I called my own Doc and let her know what was happening.. I took a ton of ibuprofen this weekend and tuffed it out. SO more on that tid bit in my next post ok..
On to my weekend...
This Is my Danny and Me right before we went out on Saturday night. We went out to dinner at Red Lobster with Staci, Chad, Dannys Mother and Aunt. I Love his Mom And Aunt.. They are great ladies. We had a fabulous time making fun of the drunk, annoyingly loud, birthday party at the table next to us. After dinner us "young kids" went out dancing and drinking..yep I said dancing and drinking. Ok not that I actually drink. But you get the idea. We stopped by and picked up Michelle. She is an absolute doll.
So we are out on the dance floor getting our groove on and this old man who had a dance partner of his own, completely stopped dancing turned around ignoring his partner. He was Way too busy watching us girls dance together. I laughed my ass off. We all did. We had a great time except for the fat chick who stood on my sore foot.. A little ice and I was back on the floor.
I get to be the designated driver when we go out which I don't mind at all since I know everyone will get home safe and sound. Plus I get to drive Chads totally Bitching brand new Chevy truck. This thing is a huge 4 door powerful Bad Ass.
We dropped Michelle off first and decided to stop by the fire house to get some pictures for fun...hehehe..
Let's just say Chad was SMASHED... And here is the proof!
He was leaning on the truck to hold himself up. His version of it was that he was just holding the truck up. In the picture at the top Staci and I both had clothes on but you can't tell I have anything on.. Oh well it is all good.. We took some great pics and had a lot of fun.
Sunday I had to go home and work the back half of my shift. Ahhh.. Back to the norm which is my life!