Category Archives: Trooper

School, and jealousy, and storms oh my!

School. School. School. Did I mention that I really despise school? LOL Yes I am pushing for a double major. Right now I’m focusing on a Business Degree, and if possible my double major will include HR. I salute the women who work full time, have children, and school. I’m just a stay at home mom and I struggle. But I take my time and this is my 3rd semester in and I’m rocking a 4.0 grade average. Yep gonna toot my horn some.

Speaking of tooting horns, has anyone seen the picture floating around the internet where it’s a mother of 3 and she is ripped up and looks good? Why are people having such a hard time with this? I think she rocks! There are some people saying that she doesn’t have her priorities right, she doesn’t put her kids first, blah blah blah. Poor lady. That picture motivates me. Not to exercise but to want to. That’s close right? Wonder if I can burn calories by thinking about exercise? That would kick butt! I would be so fit….who the hell am I kidding, I would still be flabby.

Update on Trooper: He continues to rip off his band aid and his butterfly stitches, but it does look like it’s healing up good. Also, none of the boys will admit to cutting the pillow case. The case of the pillow case remains unsolved although if this was put in front of a jury, Marvin would have some incriminating evidence against him.

Nothing much has happened in the past few days. It’s remained calm. As a mom I have come to realize in my years that calm really is the calm before the storm and all hell is going to break lose soon. Fingers crossed that no storms are sneaking up! Have a great night yall!


Oh What A Weekend

This weekend has been an adventurous one. We went camping at our normal camping spot about 45 minutes down the road. Hubby had to work Friday night and he got off work early, so he got to the camper around 4 in the morning (Saturday). Needless to say when I wake up and see a man standing in the camper, my “Buddy” bout put a few holes in the wall. But no one has holes in them, and Buddy remained in his bed.

Now the day is going by and I noticed that Trooper has ripped out his stitches! Kid, really? So we put butterfly stitches on it since it has only been about 2 days. Then later on that night we are all playing corn hole in the middle of the street, (yea redneck style) and my youngest walks over to a friend of ours RV. Next thing I hear is a loud bang, and Trooper is screaming his head off. Of course I look like the Road Runner and take off towards him with a dust cloud behind me. I don’t even think my feet hit the ground. He plummeted down 6 very steep steps and he was laid out. I automatically figured his chin wound was gaping open, and blood looked like the Niagara Falls but nope his chin was still intact. BUT his left side of his face and down his neck looks like he was drug behind a car. We check him out and he’s all good. He learnt that sky diving isn’t so fun. Well…I guess that would be base jumping huh? Poor dude.

Let’s hope this week is better.

Bloody Gash

What a day! So my youngest decided to barrel into the entertainment stand with his chin. He screamed so loudly that I’m sure China heard him. But he didn’t cry at all. I looked at him to see if he was toothless and realized he was bleeding from his chin. I grabbed a wash cloth, of course it had to be white, cold water, and straight to his chin. I look and saw it wasn’t the normal straight line gash, it was a gaping wound. Oh hell! This momma was ready to freak out! But I remained calm cause who needs a freaked out child who is petrified. So long story short, 3 stitches and several hours later, he was a whiney mess. More than his norm of whiney. He deserves to be whiney tonight. He was momma’s trooper! Now momma on the other hand had to grasp reality twice. In all this mess I’m trying not to pass out. Let me explain this. I do absolutely fine with blood and guts UNTIL the bloody gutty person says ‘ouch’ and from that moment on its sparkly lights. After they numbed that sucker (the wound) and he quit telling the nurse to stop it hurts, I was good. I watched it all…needles and thread. I had it under control. The best news out of all this…1st his head is still attached and he isn’t going to be running around like a backwoods redneck with 2 ‘tooths’ left in his whole head and 2nd he held his pee until he got to the potty! Yes! Why so happy you ask? Cause I didn’t have to change a pee filled underwear that’s why. Potty training can be so much fun…for a crazed person.

Let’s hope the night is adventureless and everyone sleeps deeply.