New Addictions

Okay - I'm a little bit more calm than this morning. We'll see how Andy comes home looking tonight! Accidents happen, right? Alas - I've found a few new addictions.

1. Milk Duds - honestly, I love them SOOOO much! This all started because of my favorite chick-flick (First Daughter with Katie Holmes - before Tom Cruise entered into her life!!!) Milk Duds and popcorn is the ultimate treat! However, since we don't have popcorn everyday, I've come to ADORE Milk Duds raw (that's what the kids say when they mean 'plain'). It's so easy to pick up a few packs from the front bin at Walmart. It's just $1.07!!!

2. Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook. Wow! Love it. Such a nice little feature, it will email you when friends have passed your score so you can try again. And each game is only one little minute, so you always have time for it! Sadly, I can't get away with anything less than 20 games! And all of my children know how to play now. It's better to interact this way and make them name colors and shapes quickly than watching the boob tube together, right? :)

3. Graham crackers with peanut butter! YUMMY!!! I'm pretty sure I've had these somewhere before, but we recently rediscovered them. I borrowed a book (The Actor and the Housewife by Shannon Hale) and read on Monday. As my husband knows, that means my children, housework, and anything else I was supposed to do that day was attended to with the least amount of time possible. The girls were hungry and graham crackers were left on the counter, so I slapped some peanut butter on, cut up an apple and called lunch good. I grabbed one also and it was just divine!!!!

*I would mention books, but that is an old addiction that is reoccurring throughout my life. I've learned to try to contain kids into one part of the house so when the book is done and I've come back to the real world, the messes are limited.*

Not Listening and Trying to be Nice

Andy plays basketball on Wednesday nights. This is currently his only form of exercise (aside from wrestling occasionally with kiddos - which doesn't really count), and we sacrifice family time to fit it in. Andy was so excited to play today - he had his first test and just needed to get the excess stress out.

I kept thinking/hearing, "Tell him not to go tonight." (NO - he needs the exercise!) "Tell him to wait until this kid doesn't come anymore." (valid point - overzealous teen that plays a little too seriously and took out someone's knee last week - but Andy needs the exercise) Did I listen? No. As he is walking out he door, I called out, "Be safe! Don't get hurt!!!"

Sadly, I hear the door open at 10:04 - way too early for basketball to be over. My heart starts pounding, especially when I don't hear footsteps going into the kitchen for water. Just a call for "Ice, please. NOW!" and pitiful steps down stairs. Over the next ten minutes I got a few more details (yep, that kid - this is the part I'm trying to be nice about). So, lots of prayers later, I'm up at 4:02 this morning unable to go back to sleep - vacillating between lots of ANGER that the game was so stupidly rough (on a short carpet court) to ANGST for not listening to WORRY because he thinks there is something broken and not only does he not have time to go get x-rays but that whole insurance part of our lives hasn't fallen into place yet - although applications are in, so hopefully coverage will start with application date, not approval date...

This is my poor husband who can get stitches with no medication and not even flinch, to almost whimpering because the pain is so great while trying to walk. Great... no more church ball for us... :(