I'm a Retard

I had a most brilliant idea when I got home from work today. I told Mark, "Hey, its been raining all day, and its okay now, let's take the kids to Kings Dominion." So we did! All the way down there I kept talking about what a great idea it was and that there wouldn't be lines because it had been raining earlier and how much fun the kids would have. When we pulled into the parking lot, there were hardly any cars. I said "Wow, this is such a good idea. There won't be hardly anyone in the park and we can have so much fun!" I kept patting myself on the back for my brilliant idea. Then we walked up to the gates and the sign said "The Park Closes Today at 8 pm." Did I mention it was 7:35 when we got there? So much for my great idea. We went ahead and went in because the kids couldn't understand why we just got here and had to leave. We went to the top of the Eiffel Tower and walked around and then bribed the kids out of the park with a funnel cake. They seemed content and I don't think they caught on to my "brilliant idea."

Want to Learn Something New

Two things I would like to become educated on - first is starting graduate school for an MA in Professional Counselling. (PS, for my gramatically incorrect friends, the term is technically "an MA" because "M" has a vowel sound that it starts with "em").
I have also been thinking that a Wii Fit would be alot of fun - and I would start using it by learning yoga. This thought makes Mark laugh very very hard. He says he has seen corpses more limber than me. I told him that becoming proficient at yoga would mean we could do all the kamasutra positions. He thinks it will be "somewhat cheap entertainment," considering the game for Wii and its accessories start at $149. Mark continues to laugh as I persist asking about a Wii Fit. Maybe I'll just renew my membership to the Y, or I could dig out those old Richard Simmons "Sweatin' to the Oldies" tapes.
Tomorrow is Monday - my second first day working for Medicrap, I mean Medicorp. Hopefully my new job will be better than the previous two in the past year.

Oops, made a mistake

Oops, made a mistake. At least its not as big as my recent thorough overdrafting of my checking account. Ya'll remember the ticket I got back in May (HOV-3 violation - me, myself, and I in the car)? Well, my tickets says the court date is August 14. So, being my usual self and waiting until the very last minute, I tried to go online this afternoon to pay it. I looked, and looked, and couldn't find it. Somehow I ended up searching my name in general (instead of "payable") and found that supposedly my court date was August 8th, and I had been "found guilty in absentia." HUH?! So, I guess I'll be heading over to the Fairfax courthouse tomorrow to get this goofy thing taken care of. Yeh, that's all I need. Let mama do some jail time. Right.
The good news is, nine more work days until I come home! I was driving out to the mall Friday night (where I haven't been in over four months!) and thinking to myself, wow, my patients will be right here, or near here. I am getting so excited. I feel like I'll have my life back again!
I have tomorrow off from work - MD appointments x2, appointment with Mary Wash Associate Wellness, and time to take care of my ticket. I was hoping to get a pedicure or a massage instead.

Congratulations, to me!

For those of you that haven't heard... I'm moving back home! Starting August 25th I'm going back to work for Medicorp. Ugh, don't wanna, but I'm gonna. I'll be doing hospice there as well, seeing patients in their homes, same pay, same mileage reimbursement, just minimal call, no admissions, and no 55 mile commute to the office. I went into the office on Tuesday and told the other case managers that I had really good news for them. They said "what's that?" I said "I'm pregnant... with triplets!" They said "what?!" I said "just kidding, but I quit!" They weren't sure what to think of me. August 22nd is my last day with VITAS. I love the people I work with, and I don't even mind the commute, but I can't do a job that could be split among three people. I discovered 15 months ago that I'm no superwoman and learned a valuable lesson to not attempt to be superwoman. So, Mary Wash, HERE I COME!!!!!

Happy 5th Anniversary!

Friday was our fifth anniversary! I can't believe we've made it this long! We went out to dinner at Lonestar Steakhouse (where I had a most delicious steak and a Pecos Peach drink - fabulous), we went to see the third Mummy movie, and got a hotel room for the night - no folks, get your minds out of the gutter - all I wanted was a full nights sleep. And I got it! 10 pm to 8 am, no cats to bug us, no children to wake us up at o'dark thirty!
Church this morning was great. I really love our church. I wish everyone could be as in love with their church as we are. On the way home, I noticed Moose's eyes were red and watery like he was really sleepy, but when he refused to eat lunch, I picked him up and he was roasting! His fever was over 102! We snuggled on the sofa for a few hours, then he threw up his breakfast all over me and him (blueberries, I think I'll just trash our clothes). I put him to bed about half and hour ago and his temp then was 102.8. We'll see about me going to work tomorrow. Mark does the sick kid thing usually, but he won't do the barfs. That's where he draws the line.