I Hate to Ask

But what next?

This week, we have some big wigs at work from other offices (HUGE-ass change from last week, where I developed my married crush on a LA State Trooper) and I get a call from the daycare. "Um, we have a little problem" Those words NEVER precede a "little problem", huh? Apparently Grant had shoved a rock stright up his nose. What would possess someone to do this? What about a rock would make you want to shove it in your nose?

So I went to get him. I got to school and the poor kid was shaking, he was so scared. I gathered him into the car and asked him why he did it on the way to see Dr. Ramey. He said that he didn't do it, "it just fell in there". Apparently, the laws of gravity were suspended for a few moments at the daycare and I wasn't aware of it. It sure as heck didn't happen across town at work. There was no real reason he did, I finally figured. It was just one of those things that kids do, I guess.

He kept sniffing, mostly out of habit as he has pretty bad allergies, but I told him to cut it out and maybe the rock would come out. After all, snot can be a good lube, right? Sure enough, as we are walking into the Dr's office, the rock came on out. We kept the appointment to make sure that there were no more up there and that his nose wasn't too damaged. He did ok. He was a tad swollen but otherwise just fine and dandy.

He happily went back to school and I shuffled back to work.

Since he did such a great job of shoving a rock up his nose, I decided to reward him by taking the boys to Sammy's tonight for supper. They were actually really really good (and even earned a couple compliments!). I ran into a girl I went to high school with. She's going through a separation right now so we commiserated on single parent life. She felt really bad after she found out my single parenthood was not a decision that we made, but one that was made for us. I tried to make her not feel so bad but I have no idea if it worked or not. It certainly wasn't my intention to make someone feel like crap but if it helps her work things out for the better with her husband, that's fine by me.

Good thing that came out of it was that she told me that I looked great! HA!! That never ever gets old. For those who don't know, I've lost almost 30 lbs since October and it's been over 50 lbs since December 2006. I owe it all to Weight Watchers and hard work on my part.

Ok, it's 10 pm and I still need to bathe, wash nap mats and run dishes. I swear, it never ends.