OVER

I AM OVER THE HOLIDAYS.
We have made it through Christmas and the sharing of each other w/ one another's famillies. We just have to make it through New Year and we will be Aces.....
I sure hope that 2007 has some good stuff in store for the Ledbetter-Lockard Families. My brother and Sis in Law will be having their 4th baby any day now. Hopefully he will be a happy healthy little guy.

Happy Christmas

Here is what I have been thinking today....
Probably b/c I am not working again and I once again find myself thinking about the stupidest of things during the day.
What I wonder about today is, why Do we say Happy New Year, Happy Valentines Day, Happy St. Patrick's Day, Happy Birthday, Happy Anniversary, Happy Halloween, Happy Thanksgiving but Merry Christmas? Maybe I will try to change the world one person at a time and start saying Happy Christmas.....though I do like things that are different, so maybe I will just let it remain Merry.....who knows, I have SO much time to think I will probably figure it out before December 25th.
For Fun Try This


Also Seth Sucks b/c he looks at my email to find out what I bought him for Christmas. I shop A LOT online especially during flu season, b/c I am on Immune-Suppressive Drug therapy.....EWWWWWWW I am so Flippin' Mad at him

10 things I HATE ABOUT CHRISTMAS

10. Waking up at 5:50am due to loud crash downstairs
9. probably caused by new kitties
8.Realizing when I get my wits about me that It is probably the Christmas tree that has
come crashing down to the ground
7. making my way down to survey the damage
6. trying to lift said Christmas tree
5. crying over lost ornaments
4. sweeping up lost ornaments into dustpan
3. kitty traipsing through ornament remnants
2. throwing remains into garbage
1. looking at 2/3 bare tree that I refuse to put ornaments back on

Top 10

Top 10 Things I Love about Christmas Time

10. Carols
9. Carolers...does anyone do this anymore...Does anyone want to go with me?
8. Shopping!
7. Giving Presents
6. Ornaments
5. Lights
4. Walking through Christmas Trees
3. Getting Christmas Cards in the mail
2. Candles/Wreaths in Windows
1. Spending Time w/ drunk Family

JOB

I have a job.
I hate it.
It is the first REAL job that I have had since having my bone marrow transplant in July 2001.
I am scared.
I don't want to let everyone down.
The Real World Sucks....I had forgotten

Top Ten Good Looking People in Politics

OH MAN!! I totally meant to post this yesterday...I have been working on this list forever in anticipation of Election Tuesday... Oh well here it is a day late and a dollar short

IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER...

10. Oliver North
9. J.F.K.
8. Arnold Schwar...ok just checking to see if you are still with me!
7. Harold Ford Jr.
6. Anderson Cooper...Ok so he's not in politics, but he's hot and he talks about politics

5. Barack Obama (B/c He straigt up Barackas my Socks off)
4. Seth Lockard (What? he totally majored in Political Science??)

And that's It b/c let's face it...there really aren't alot of hot politicians

My Top Ten Cartoons Of All Time

10. The Flinstones
9. The Jetsons
8. The Smurfs
7. The Power Puff Girls
6. Muppet Babies
5. Strawberry Shortcake
4. Care Bears
3. Schoolhouse Rock
2. Beverly Hills Teens
1. Jem Because she's truly outrageous

Top Ten Tuesday

I am going to post every Tuesday on my Top Ten of something....

Today I will start off with the Top Ten Things that Scare me

10. Spiders
9. Scary Movies
8. Bats
7. Mice/Rats/Rodents
6. Snakes
5. Cincinnati
4. The Dark
3. Storms
2. The Dentist
1. Contortionists

A day in the life of "Jack" O Lantern

OH GROSS : )

10 songs you were probably conceived to

Night-time Meds

My Boy's Got Mad Dancing Skills

Stay

If I stay here in bed as the world spins away
I could be by myself and not get in the way
The way of the world as it goes on and on
I could hide here in bed all night and day long
Sometimes I don't want to wake and sleep I crave
I am crying out but am beyond being saved

ARRR!

Happy Talk Like a

Pirate Day!

Crazy Girl...Seriously El Loco Coco, Coo Coo Cachew

You are coo coo for cocoa puffs,
I don't even know where you come up with this stuff.
Is it because your life's so sad?
You want everyone to feel just as bad?

Its sick to bring the good down,
for no reason at all.
I get the feeling you'd cease to breathe,
if you had no one to laugh at after their fall.

Me falling from grace
would be your best day
and its sad that this is you>
Because I would've done anything for us to just be cool

And its sick to conjure up a lie
to have something to talk about.
I truly believe that you would die
if drama, you had to live with out.

Kudos

I downloaded the PINK cd I'm Not Dead a few months ago when it first came out. I wanted the song "Stupid Girls" b/c I thought I loved the beat, the words...I just found it to be really true of what is going on in Pop Society today. I decided to buy the whole cd, I am not sure why.?? When Listening to it, I came across the song "Dear Mr. President" I haven't been able to listen to it after the first day of hearing it b/c it makes me cry too hard. I listened to it back to back to back about 10 times, just trying to soak up all the words. (Ask Seth...he hates the song...probably b/c of the constant repeat!)
Anyway, just thought I would share. If you ever want to, I strongly recommend downloading/buying the cd.

"Dear Mr. President"
Pink (feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you

SAD SUNDAY

Sunday nights are typically depressing for me. I find myself irritable, and sad. I hate that it is the start of a new work week for everyone. I hate that I am not "normal" enough to work/hold a steady job. I start to get these useless feelings, but even more so now that School is starting back up for Car. I am always sad that Sunday night means when I wake up Seth wont be here. He will be back at work. For a while we would have a lot of arguments on Sundays. Then I realized, I wasn't mad at him, I was mad about the situation. At least when C is home during the summer, I feel somewhat useful, and like I am doing something. Like when I tell people "I am a stay at home mom" instead of "Eat Shit" (like I really WANT to) when they ask what I do....I truly am in the summer. I am staying at home and taking Care of my girl. During the school year I am just a Stay at Home. I wont lie though I could and say that I am a Homemaker. I do nothing for this home. My husband brings home the bacon and if it is to be served then he fries it as well. Occasionally I will make dinner. But I don't do all the household chores like I should. I have NO motivation to do anything during the school year. Anyway, just wanted to vent, to no one in particular....just wanted to get it out there. I would love to be a better person...with a purpose would be nice.

Always Wear a Fresh Pair...You know in case of accidents and such

It's National Underwear Day!

I DID IT!

I am so amazingly blessed in my life. I have a beautiful daughter, no matter how much we but heads. (she is just like me...which can be both good and bad at times) I have a husband who loves me, no matter what. I met him after I had Carly and he both accepted US and loved us ALMOST as quickly as I loved him. I have an amazing set of parents. They love me, they take care of me and they wouldn't have it any other way. I could never ask for better friends than those that I have. I love them all so much. My Bone Marrow Donor saved my life...she too has a beautiful family. All of these people have surrounded me. Rallied around me. Given me UNCONDITIONAL love and care, shoulders to cry on or just lean on.
How do you adequately thank people for being their for you, when if not for them you wouldn't have had the will, the reason, the strength.
I have had some daunting life experiences I guess you could call them. I just celebrated my 5 year anniversary of my bone marrow transplant. I don't know how to explain why I made it other than I had to. There are so many others out there like me though that haven't been so lucky. For them I grieve. Sometimes I feel completely and totally overcome with sadness because I NEED a reason why.
Alot of people in my life have said there is a reason for everything. I never understood that...what could the reason be for me getting sick at 21?
A few months ago a nurse that coordinated my transplant, my stay in the hospital, all of my insurance issues called me and asked me if I would talk to a lady that had Hodgkin's Disease and like me was going through it for the third time. She was to have a bone marrow transplant in May. She gave me her phone number and I called her. We talked for a couple hours. She had many questions, some about the transplant, some about what happens next. I tried to answer them all as honestly and positively as I could. After talking to her I felt a huge sense of accomplishment I guess you could call it. Like I had done something that truly mattered. If that is "the reason" -my being able to help someone by answering questions then I could without a doubt do it over. If I can help ONE SINGLE PERSON, then it was all worth it.

Fat Feelings

Beefy and Bulky
Heavy and Husky
Obese and Hefty
Stubby and Tubby

Bad Feelings

Deplorable and Horrible
Slow and Gross
Hate and Sadness
Pitiful and Morose

Silence or Talk?

IF anyone can help me out I would so appreciate it....if you check out my post below about being a wild and crazy guy you will see how I was basically shamed for trying to be sexy.
Anyway, What do guys want in Bed....Silence? Or a little talk? My Guy completely in a fight said something out loud that I had said the night before during sex.....and then he started to laugh. My self esteem is shooting down the tubes faster than the speed of sound. I have been really down in the dumps lately b/c of this. I can't believe after 9 years, all this is coming to light.
ANY ADVICE would be greatly appreciated.

NEW HANDLE

Is that what the title of a blog is called....see I really don't know and I am trying to sound as smart as possible....which can be a daunting task for me at times!!!
Anywho...
Some people got ahold of my blog name and something that was on there got back to my Dad and then to My Mom who thinks that I am going to be killed just like someone on Primetime 20/20 Mystery of Dateline. So I told her I would stop blogging, but now what I plan to do is just not give this out except to those of you who promise not to tell my mom ....
Funny I am 30 years old and still try to apease my Mom whenever possible. So that's the reason for the change in name.
Just as the ol' standby Sneaky Peek had a funny story behind it involving my little tike So does Pupcakes and Pantons.
Those two words were her mispronunciations of Cupcakes and Tampons when she was learning to talk. Anyway, if you are one of those that have linked to me off of your site then if you would change the name of my blog to pupcakesandpantons.blogspot.com

FIXED?

I seriously doubt that Cheddar agrees.
Poor little guy.
Watch Out Colby, You're next...

Free???

I have always thought that one of the best things about being here in America, is that we have the freedom to say what we want to, how we feel about something/someone. It seems though, that this doesn't really hold true. OR does it.....I am still thinking while writing this. When The Dixie Chicks said at a London Concert that they were embarrassed that George W was from their State of Texas, the backlash they received from that was terrible. From what I understand they received Death Threats and all sorts of boycotting and booing them...I guess I don't get it. One of the many perks of living here is our Freedom of speech, Yet they share an opinion and are chastised for it.....or is the chastising just another form a free speech....


I was sitting in the living room saying this aloud, and Seth said you should blog about that.....b/c I told him last night that I haven't blogged b/c I have nothing of interest to say.....And here I am blogging and I still don't know what it is I am trying to say. It pisses me off that they can't speak their mind w/o it being detrimental to their careers. On the other hand Boycotting is a sort of freedom of speech........I am so confused now, and Again I have nothing of importance or interest to say......Unsure why I started the blog back up, b/c I can't think of anything to talk about.

Sorry if there is anyone out there reading......I am a little boring lately

COOLIO

Ok, So I am pretty much in love with this song. I have loved Dave forever...he's just so...I don't know....cool
I do not get the BMG but they are pretty cool too in this. I have heard of them before, but never seen anything of theirs....I will have to investigate!

What you don't realize...

Seth and I celebrated our 5th anniversary yesterday April 21, 2006. We have long wanted a digital camera and so we decided to visit the apple store to see if they had one in stock that we saw on the website. We found one and as w/ everything electronic Seth gets to get his grubby little paws all over it first!
I thought he was trying to figure the cameral out to take a picture of me....So I sat there and kept sticking my tongue out until he was ready for my BIG BEAUTIFUL GRIN....
Suddenly he says "WHAT YOU DON'T REALIZE..." I didn't think twice about it.... then he put the camera down turned it around and this is what I saw...

DARN IT!

I just found out that today is National High Five Day
Oh well... 3 hours and 15 minutes left....GET TO IT!

Lyrically Speaking

When I sit and listen to words to a song, I can almost always apply it to my life somehow. I have always been a lover of all things music. I played the clarinet in a band in Junior High, and started taking piano lessons at age 10-16 or 17. Sometimes I will hear a song (like The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony) and be completely moved to tears. That happens a lot to me. For some reason when listening to music it will stir up all kinds of emotions. Whether it is happy, sad, angry, jealousy...I welcome each feeling that a certain song conjures up. It is almost like I get some sort of release from just listening...And Lord help us if I am in a car alone....I will sing at the complete TOP of my lungs if the mood is right...I love those times! I have been told many times that I have a pretty voice.....I guess it is OK, but I seriously don't care, even if I am off key and having a bad singing day I will still sing!
Since my diagnosis of Cancer in March of 1998 when I was 21 almost 22 these feelings (whatever they may be) are so much stronger than they ever have been in my life. I love hearing a song that reminds me of a certain time/place/person in my life. I love listening to Cds that I have taken road trips with and remembering that time driving along and jamming.
There was a song Carly and I were listening to tonight on her iPod. We each had one of the ear buds in one of our ears and we love to look up the lyrics and sing-a-long. 10,000 Maniacs (the original) Trouble Me came on. I remember hearing it a long time ago maybe during highschool but really listening to the words when Seth and I started dating. He had the Unplugged CD. When the song came on, I turned to him and said, I would love it if someone would say this to me. That I could feel OK w/ sharing any trouble on my mind no matter what and not worry about the person being weighed down by that. The actual feeling of being able to "trouble" someone w/ whatever..whenever. Tonight while singing and listening to it with Carly I realized...It was like a lightbulb went off...I can offer this to her. I turned to her and explained the song in words she would be able to "get". We both had tears in our eyes while singing along to the rest of the song. I love that I have given her a gift that I have always had...to be able to remember the time when she was 10 laying in my bed looking at the iBook listening to the Shuffle singing to each other. To remember she can Trouble me with whatever and it wouldn't be any trouble at all...that she doesn't have to carry the weight of ANY problem EVER on her shoulders alone, because I want to always be there to help her through.

"Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries.
Trouble me on the days when you feel spent.
Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back
is sturdy and strong?
Trouble me." -10,000 Maniacs

Junebug

So, I guess being layed up can be a little fun as you have more time to do things like watch movies on a Saturday afternoon. I just saw Junebug yesterday. It was the best movie I have seen in a really really long time. Amy Adams was AMAZING in it...something about her maybe the incessant talking, the love for all things strange to me especially other people. Not strange in a way that they are weird, but strange that they are new. Maybe it is the way that she is a sort of peace maker...or that she thinks she can cure the ills of the world by having a baby...now the last isn't true of me, but I could totally relate to wanting to fix things and make them just like when they were good. Everyone in this movie acted their part so well. It had a beautiful story behind it....I just can't recommend this movie enough. I just really loved it. CHECK IT OUT! You wont be disappointed I promise!

LOVES IT!!

I love this little waterboy
And his whole family actually!
So cuteness!

My Carly is a Rising Star!

Carly is trying to cheer me up since I have been
feeling so awful... she's reading her old Junie B
Jones Journal. She just pulled it out tonight to
cheer us both up since I have been in pain and she was
so sick all night last night....we were reading it and
I just wanted to share this w/ you!
We are cracking up...here is a poem she wrote

The Food I love best is cheese sticks
when I grow up I am going to eat weiner sausages for
breakfast lunch and dinner
here is a poem about my favorite food... it's called
I LOVE CHEESESTICKS
by Carly

Roses are red
Violets are purple
I love Cheesesticks
and so does my Mom

Even though laughter caused the pains to become a little sharper, I made her read it over and over b/c it was making me cry so hard from laughter.....my favorite feeling in the world X2 since I was with one of my most favorite people!

Anyway, On to what is going on. A while ago I fell walking the dogs. I may have blogged about it but can't remember now. I broke my left ankle and sprained the right. In the very beginning of this month I started to notice some pains in my neck and arm on the right side. This past 10 days have been unbearable. I had a scheduled appointment to see my oncologist for my 3 month check up and I was so worried b/c of how freaky fast the symptoms got worse, and b/c of the symptoms themselves. my right hand is numb, my whole right arm hurts and the pain radiates from my neck down to the bottom of my back now, on the right side. I was thinking the worst....I guess this comes from being told the worst (Cancer) on 3 different occasions. I thought it could be MS, Bone Cancer...a blood clot (which I have had problems with in the past). My Oncologist prescribed me Oxycodone....which has since ceased to be of any help, and a prednisone pack (YUCK!) I had an MRI done, and I have to see a Neuro Surgeon on Friday. Please wish me luck. I am scared.

Letter to a Pet

I thought this was funny!


Dear Dog & Cat...

The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other
dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in
the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your
food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating
me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall
faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry
about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure
your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep.
It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to
the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out
and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing
but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by
some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not
necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw
under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same
door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years--canine or
feline attendance is not mandatory.

The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt.
I cannot stress this enough!


To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our
front door: Rules for Non-Pet Owners Who Visit and Like to Complain About

Our Pets:

1. They live here. You don't.

2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture.(That's why they call it "fur"niture.

3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.

4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.

Remember:
Dogs and cats are better than kids because they eat less, don't ask for money all the time, are easier to train, usually come when called, never drive your car, don't hang out with drug-using friends, don't smoke or drink, don't worry about having to buy the latest fashions, don't wear
your clothes, don't need gazillion dollars for college, and if they get
pregnant, you can sell their children.

As it turns out

As it turns out when you need drastic measures taken to produce drastic changes, all you need to do is blog about it for the world!
I AM WOMAN HEAR ME ROAR!

Outbursts!

OK, so lots of people say I am a Drama Queen...I say with everything I have been through I have earned my Drama Rights. Poor Seth though, we will be driving along quietly and I will just completely burst out with "OH MY GOD, I AM DYING OF HEAT EXHAUSTION" Why I don't just reach up to the dashboard and adjust the temperature I don't know. This doesn't only happen occasionally, it is actually MOST of the time! : ) Seth is good though, he will mostly put up with my outbursts. He will kindly reach up and adjust the temp, or put his hand on my leg to calm me.....but Lord help us all if he acts like there is something abnormal about the way I act. I think if he isn't with me and I say "HOLY SHIT I AM FREEEEEEEEEEEEZING. I am going to get Frostbite...It is so FREAKING COLD!!! He secretly tries to contain his laughter....not so well sometimes I might add. I just go PSYCHO CRAZY BITCH on his ass!!!
So we were driving along innocently and I had one of those outbursts, OH MY GOD I FEEL LIKE MY INSIDES ARE ON FIRE!!!! DAMN, SHIT, F-ing A.....I am going to die....Seriously I THINK I AM DYING SETH!!!!! He turns to me doe eyed and says "So, Is that Tourettes do you think????" He was So genuine and serious.....I mean he honestly thought that I may have Tourettes!
I can't remember if I have ever laughed that hard in my life....lucky for him! Rest assured, on top of everything else I don't have Tourettes, I like to say I just have a lot of PASSION!!!! Not Sure Seth would agree! : )

My Funny Valentine

This is little Cheddar. His Brother is Colby, but he was napping during the photo shoot! Look at his little scarf! I just love this little guy so much!

funny

I was blog surfing yesterday and found a couple sites I LOVE just by linking to them off of others' blogs. Everyone should definitely read this post at whingingit.com It made me laugh so hard! Also off of Why are we in this handbasket I found another entertaining site Jenny_Jacobs
Have fun!

Told you so

Seth, Try as I might you never listen to me.
It is coming. I am scared.

MY ALL TIME FAVORITE COMMERCIAL

I am on my knees bowing to the DOVE gods and goddesses!
This Commercial shown during the Super Bowl made me so happy.

SOMEONE HELP ME

Has anyone happened to look at this blog and read the post called I AM...there was a pic of Wonder Woman beside it, and Seth refuses to believe it was ever on here. It has disappeared and I don't know how I did that. I was using a mix of Firefox and Safari in viewing and updating today, and somehow it was erased.....I am so sad....Please let me know if you happend to see it....

Pretty you Pitiful me

You are so pretty.
So where does that leave me?
Sad and always alone,
in a house thats not a home.
I try to sleep the day away
To relieve some of the pain.
It never goes quite fast enough
and when you arrive I blow up.
What the hell is wrong with me?
What is it that makes me so angry?
I really do not like myself,
or our situation b/c of my health.
I am whom to blame
every time I yell a name.
Its nothing that you really do,
I'm just jealous of beautiful you.

HELLO???

I have been wondering where everyone is. I have not gotten any comments on my blog...don't get me wrong, I know it is SO BORING. I Really can't even stand to read it myself, but the last was boring as well...and I got comments, anywho...
I checked my settings, and for some reason comments were supposed to be sent to me before they were approved, and I wasn't getting them. Not to say that there were any to get. Oh well....

This is neat!

I got this from Annesa's Site, and she got it somewhere else! I love it!

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Maggie Lockard!

1. Red Maggie Lockard at night, shepherd's delight. Red Maggie Lockard at morning, shepherd's warning!
2. Maggie Lockard was declared extinct in 1902!
3. Maggie Lockard will often rub up against people to lay her scent and mark her territory.
4. Finding Maggie Lockard on Christmas morning is believed to bring good luck.
5. The word 'samba' means 'to rub Maggie Lockard'.
6. 99 percent of the pumpkins sold in the US end up as Maggie Lockard.
7. Ideally, Maggie Lockard should be stored on her side at a temperature of 55 degrees.
8. Fifty-two percent of Americans drink Maggie Lockard!
9. When provoked, Maggie Lockard will swivel the tip of her abdomen and shoot a jet of boiling chemicals at her attacker.
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Broken

I feel broken.
I walked the dogs on Thursday after I got home from being at the Hospital with my Aunt. This was the first day since Christmas that I have felt well, and I spent it in the hospital....ironic? Nah, it was ok....I was happy to be there for my Aunt. So anyway, I am walking the dogs, and I fell. After I realized what happened to me, I tried to figure out how to get up. I got up on my feet in Great pain and hobbled across the street. I screamed Carly's name as loud as I could in the condition I was in. She was in the house doing her homework, about 4 houses away. Luckily she heard me, and ran to me. I leaned on her for support crying the whole way home. I got to my outside steps and sat down and cried. Carly called my parents and they got to me in about 3 minutes. They tried to help me hop up the steps, but my ankles weren't having that. I crawled up on my hurt knee and groaned,moaned and cried my way up the steps, I crawled to the couch and somehow got up to it. We called Seth who was on his way home from work and told him to get home as fast as he could... When he came home, he told me that we could go to the hospital the hard way or the easy way, but I basically had no choice. My Left ankle had already swollen to the size of a tangerine. I was in such pain. We called 911 and Seth rode in the ambulance (NO LIGHTS NO SIREN...Per my request)...or should I say demand??? hmm.... : )
When we got there I waited what seemed like forever for x-rays pain management etc...
Turns out I have a sprained right ankle and a broken left ankle. My right foot gets worse and worse each day and we think that I may have broken a bone in my foot as well. I have air casts on both ankles, was given crutches and a script for a wheel chair. I am in pain every minute, and will see the orthopedic Dr. tomorrow.
Will I ever be OK???? Will I ever be normal???? And will I ever get Lucky??? argh!!!! I want to scream!!!!!

Witness to an Accident

This makes me laugh so hard everytime I hear it. Everyone has probably heard it by now, but if not, or if you want to laugh again have a listen to this...


And if that doesn't have you rolling...check out this blog I just happened upon!