Aimee and the No Good Awful Bad Day

Yesterday was a super awful bad day. It was the most awful of a series of extraordinarily full and not that fun days.

Yesterday I started the morning by dropping a bowl full of dog food into the dog's ceramic water dish. Not only did I chip the dish, but I sent dog food into four neighboring counties. After that, I spent over an hour at the dentist getting "attachments" for my invisalign. (basically little dots of toothcolor filling that coincide with raised spaces on the invisalign - it forces the teeth up and down). It was a crappy appointment - very uncomfortable.

The day wasn't awful, other than I could NOT sit at my desk for more than say 5 minutes. I got to work, sat down for a minute to check my email, went to a meeting, went to a luncheon, went to training, sat at my desk for 5 minutes to check email...Then went home.

Over the course of the day I managed to spill water down the front of my shirt, and then drop all of my handouts for a training onto the floor and my makeup bag into the sink of running water. ::Sigh::

I got home and was particularly uncoordinated. I spilled things, tripped, and knocked things down. I ended the day by stepping bare footed into a plate of canned cat food. I washed my foot and cried. Mark gave me a kleenex. hehe.

Thank goodness yesterday is OVER!

In other news, I have gone to the vet 4 times in the last 5 days. I know! First, Salem has his urinary tract problem (he develops crystals in his urine that are too large to pass - which backs him up, which is VERY BAD.) So he spent a day and a half in the hospital getting IV fluids and meds. Now he's home with pills that he takes twice a day, and a new prescription diet which costs more and is kind of a pain because i have 3 other cats who eat the food he isn't supposed to have. Thank goodness Mark is on vacation this week - he's been giving Salem his pills in the morning.

Then on Monday, we took Daisy to the vet because her toe was swollen and purple and had some blisters on it. Turns out she was bit by either a small nake or a spider. We're guessing spider since we don't have snakes and I haven't seen her playing with one (I'm sure she would if she found one!). But now she's on pills twice a day and we have to soak her foot in warm water to get the swelling down. Thankfully she loves baths, so Mark just puts her in the tub. We put a little kid sock on her too so she'd stop licking it. hehe.

She's been pretty lethargic, so I was worried about her. I think she was just feeling lazy though - and maybe her meds are making her kind of drowsy. But I made the decision to go ahead and let her go to daycare on Thursday to get some exercise. I made sure they knew that she had an owie and that if something happened to give Mark a call since he'd home all day.

He got a call at 2:45. Daisy had opened up the sore on her foot and was bleeding. They didn't want to put liquid bandage on it in case it needed to drain some of the ick out of it. She had been zipping around the yard playing in the pool when she reopened the sore. And apparently she'd been playing with a white dog - who needed a bath after that. oops!

The other visits to the vet were to pick up food and meds and what not. ::sigh::

The highlight of the week was Mark's softball game on Tuesday. It was AWESOME! They kicked ASS and Mark played like a rockstar. He was all proud when I was reenacting all his fabulous catches and slides for my mom. hehe.

Keep your fingers crossed that everyone stays healthy and that today is a better day!

Activities Where Balls Fly At My Nose

I think I'm magnetic. Well, maybe not a magnet, because balls (softballs and baseballs, of course) are not metal. However, they do like me.

In the last two days I've had 3 balls sail in my general direction. One hit my chair and the other two hit the bleachers I was sitting in. Lightening doesn't strike in the same place twice, but softballs, they are very particular about their targets.

The good news is that the team won! Yeah! So now we're one and one. Woot! It was a really good game too. And there were some new fans to interact with. (read: more than just me, mom, and a wife of another player). Now there's another girlfriend and then a coworker's girlfriend and then a random nice girl and her adorable dog that came early and sat on our side while she waited for our game to end so her boyfriend's game could start. Go Team!

That's all I've got. I had a long busy day and an interesting lunch date (interesting in that I was supposed to meet a friend and then ended up inviting my boss and a coworker and then driving around dropping things off and picking people up)

Mark's brother is in town so they are out in the garage looking at the truckling (Mark's project turbo truck) and I'm soooo ready for sleep. Sorry if this is the most boring thing EVER, but really, no one reads blogs on Friday's anyway...and besides, it's a 3-day weekend - I hope you all took an extra day off just for the heck of it!

What's the Name of This Game?

We win!

Last night was softball. Mark's team was playing a double header. Now, let me just say (Mark, cover your eyes), they are not good. Sometimes watching them is like watching a comedy of errors. And other times I want to run out there (as a non-athletic, non-softball playing girl) and start catching balls, because seriously guys, all it taks is two steps forward and you could CATCH THE BALL BEFORE IT BOUNCES! (Mark is not one of these guys, btw)

(oh yeah, Mark, you can keep reading now).

So, while I'm watching the first game, a few guys from the team that they will be playing in the second game, are sitting near me and drinking. I ended up talking to them and told them that the next game should be fun because apparently that team hasn't been winning either...so I told them that they would probably be pretty evenly matched.

Of course, within about 10 minutes Mark's team is ROCKIN! They are playing SO GOOD! They are catching and getting double plays and hitting great. They are scoring runs and everything. And I'm in awe. They were really doing awesome.

The won that game 13 to 11. (exciting game!)

So, then it was time to play the other team. And it was just sad. Mark's team was still playing good - and the other team was still playing notsogood. And it ended up being like 22 to 1 or something stupid. Poor guys. But, if they wanted to play competitively, they might have not wanted to drink for a full hour in between games. LOL

So now, we're in a 2 game winning streak! WOOT! hehe.

Not that I saw much of that second game. Mark's friend's wife showed up about 10-15 minutes into the second game and we sat and gabbed the ENTIRE GAME.

*****

Mark went to see his grandma yesterday, but he didn't see her because she was sleeping and he didn't want to disturb her. Apparently, she's finally getting some much needed rest because Mark's cousin went by a couple hours later and she was still snoozing.