Friday, March 04, 2011

Spring cleaning early

My Sister-in-law and her 2.5 kiddos are coming to live with us in about two weeks. We've been working on setting things up for them for when they get here.

Then again we still haven't taken down the Christmas tree.

It seems like the only time we have that isn't busy is the time something always comes up. At some point this evening, I think I'm going to insist we take down the tree. Maybe even finish going through the boxes in the quite room and bring down the second stove and the mattress for my SIL to use while she is here.

We might even get crazy and start planting seeds for the tomatoes.

Ah, spring! I see you just around the corner.

Thursday, March 03, 2011

Denied!

The pain in my back is better today. I can at least move more easily and get up from my chair and sit down again without too much discomfort.

I realized yesterday that there was a blood drive at work. I'd signed up, but completely forgot to put it on my calender at work. As a result, I forgot to make cupcakes for the donors. :( In addition to that, when they tested my iron, I was too low! I've never been too low. I started at 11.6, and they said I had the option to be tested by the supervisor on duty because sometimes air bubbles can cause a low reading. I gave them the OK and the pricked my other finger only to come up with an 11.2! Sorry folks, no blood loss this time.

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Ow, Ow, OW!!!

It started innocently enough, a twinge here and there, usually after standing too long at the counter making cake. Then it increased ever so slightly, finding relief in the form of a chiropractic crunching. A twisting adjustment here, a back rub there, maybe a soak in a nice hot bath of Epsom salt.

Now it just hurts.

The jerkiness of my movements coupled with the stiffness and waddling is almost comical. I've even included Tylenol in my regular diet because two of the uses include "muscular aches" and "backache" and switched my chair at work back to the ergonomic thing. Tim has crunched me more times in the last 3 days than I care to admit, and yet all of these attempts are only temporary.

I now understand how my mother feels on a daily basis. The inability to reach low objects, pick up things from the floor, get off of the couch, etc. is almost as painful as the pain in my back. When you "over do" it just by "doing". Ouch!

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

And now for the main event!

This weekend we did the Pinewood Derby for Audie's Scout troop at church. Because there were only 10 boys, they competed against each other. They had some circular bracket system that provided each scout 2 races in each of the three lanes of the track. First place of each race was awarded 3 points, second received 2 points, and third received 1. At the end, scores were totaled and the top 3 raced against each other in 3 races to allow them a full rotation through the lanes.

Audie was a little disappointed that he didn't win, but he did receive a certificate naming his car the Car-ma Chameleon (after the song) and a participation medal. Ashton was our first place winner, and as a special treat, we raced his car against mine from the cake.

I started with a piece of green floral Styrofoam the same size as a pinewood derby blank and carved it into this shape. Then I covered it in fondant and had Dougie pick the colors and design the paint job. I used real pinewood derby wheels.The whole thing was 1.2 ounces under the max of 5 ounces, so Ashton's car already had a clear advantage. As his car was crossing the finish line and mine was 3 feet behind it, the front 2 wheels flew off and the car skidded to a halt. It wasn't meant to be a serious race, more for entertainment, and everyone loved it.
This last shot was on the table at the derby. I was also asked to coordinate food for the event, so in addition to cake we had chips and dip, a veggie tray with ranch dip (that I totally rocked, BTW), and taco bites.
After the race was over and clean-up complete, we headed down to Winchester to see my newest nephew, Matthew Vinh. I got to hold him, so tiny, and snuggle, look at him, look at Tim, look at him, look at Tim and smile, and hear, "No, we already have 3!"

Tim even held him... and I have PROOF!!!

All you see is a little fuzzy head and then Tim's ARM!
I want one! OK, reality check. I'm satisfied to snuggle and coo at this little guy. In the mean time, I was the first on the Whitcomb side that got to hold him... Nanny, Nanny, Boo, Boo!