NOT.THAT.GIRL

Sometimes I joke about being batty. But I guess I assume everyone must seem that way at one time or another, right?! However, I think the last week or two has proven that I am, perhaps, as cracked as Humpty Dumpty.

Cracked. Demented. Unhinged. Deranged. Insane. Cuckoo. Mad. Touched. Looney.

Emotionally, I've been a complete mess. A blubbering, teary mess. Over nothing. In the last 48 hours, tears have overwhelmed me SEVERAL times for all kinds of trivial reasons. Things that I normally wouldn't give a second thought to have turned me all kinds of melancholy.

I'm not that girl. 

I. AM. NOT. THAT. GIRL.

Or at least I wasn't recently.

*sigh*

How do I find a STABLE ME again? 

That is the million dollar question right now.

Alive

Praise Jesus! I am on the road to wellness. After spending almost the last week in pain with a kidney infection and an uncontrollable fever of 103-105, I am excited to be alive.

Last Thursday, I went to the clinic because I felt so sick. I wasn't sure what was wrong since my *only* symptoms were extremely achy joints, a high fever of 103-105 with uncontrollable sweating or shivering, a headache and a pain in my left side near my ribs. The doctor looked at me, ordered a bunch of labs and then promptly said, "You have a fantastic kidney infection and are extremely dehydrated. I recommend you go to the emergency room at the hospital and get some IV fluids and possibly IV antibiotics."

So the journey began. I went to the hospital and spent the next several days in bed. I am typing this post from bed. Today is the first day that I have felt human in a bajillion days. Tonight is the first time I have been able to sit up straight and stay awake for more than one hour. I LOVE antibiotics.

Arteries

Forget about parental guilt. We've all done it from time to time. Heck, some do it on a daily basis.

I'm referring to the time honored tradition (translation: bad habit) of using the fast-food drive-thru as a culinary crutch. While you may not be a fan of the high sodium, artery clogging selections, let's face it -- the convenience of shouting into a metal kiosk, and almost instantaneously receiving a bag of food, simply cannot be beat.

What's more, fast-food restaurants are everywhere! They're right there.

All. The. Time.

On the way home from soccer practice, on the way to Nanny's, in between Target and the grocery store... basically, they're right next to wherever you happen to be at any given moment.

I have been awful about this bad habit, er... tradition, since summer began and I am hereby making a promise to my children to swear off all of that horrendous food that will end their precious little lives early.

SNOWING in June

Mom! It's SNOWING!!! Seriously, the cotton wood tree is going to kill me with a non-stop allergy attack if it doesn't stop making the ground white! The children truly thought it was snowing a few different times within the last week because there was so much effing cotton flying around. Meh! It's going to kill me! (But it was fun for a couple of pictures...)