I don't think I've done a bullet post before, but I think I'll try one now. Brain dump bullet post.
Now I'm sure I haven't done a bullet post before. I had to figure out how to do the bullets.
April 21--the dryer broke (sigh). I called in the dryer repair guy. In cleaning up the laundry room for his arrival, I bent the fingers of my right hand back, causing some great pain and creative language. Punkin was thankfully at school.
May 21--I went to see the doc. The hand still hurt. She gave me a prescription for an anti-inflammatory and told me not to play the piano or type (!?!).
I tried to learn to mouse with my left hand. That helped the pain more than anything. I think that holding my middle finger up while I mouse was the worst thing I was doing.
The doc commented on my "flexion" (or some similar term)--my fingers bend backwards. She said that that might have made the injury worse, since on a Normal Person, the tendons would have refused to bend as far as mine did. It has been a life-long struggle to make my fingers round on the piano, since they bend back so easily. It turns out that there is just nothing positive about the whole "flexion" issue.
My fingers still hurt. The NSAID that she prescribed is one that The Beard had a horrible reaction to (Really. Horrible.), so I've been afraid to try taking it.
We have 6 dance shows this weekend. Punkin is in 5 and I am tap dancing in 2 of them. Yay.
We had 6 dance show rehearsals last weekend. All of us are completely trashed, even The Beard, who didn't dance. None of us can remember what day it is.
Punkin turned 12.
The weekend before her birthday, she had 4 friends over for a sleepover party. It started right after a school dance. The 5 of them had a great time deciding who liked whom, and who had looked at whom, who ate more pizza (I love that about this age--no concerns about eating issues yet), and all the stuff that goes with a middle school "dance."
No one actually danced.
Of the 5 girls, either 3 or 4 of them had on the same shirt for the party that they had worn for pictures before school started. I'm not sure what that means, but it was funny. I collected up ASB cards so they wouldn't get lost, and we noticed the shirt thing.
Punkin keeps her ASB card in her binder, so having it out gave her the opportunity to lose it. I tried to minimize this opportunity for all the girls, then I almost forgot to give them back on Saturday morning.
I keep typing ASG instead of ASB. Where's my brain?
When the girls got home from the dance, we had a pile of chocolate chip cookies with candles on them.They ate the whole pile of cookies--about 3 each. Again, no eating issues here.
They were hungry. I should have made a couple pizzas or something.
The next morning, we made a dozen scrambled eggs, 1.5 pounds of bacon (40 slices!) and a double recipe of pancakes. Growing girls. None of them are growing the wrong way; they are all growing UP. The shortest one is 5'5", and they're all 12. Yike.
I had to get in that bacon thing. I was amazed.
Orange is the new pink at our house. Punkin is all about all things orange. Here is the birthday giftage:
Punkin went camping with another family over Memorial Day weekend, and learned to shoot a gun. Well, she shot a gun, I'm not sure there was much learning. She came home with a trashed out Pepsi can, very proud.
The pictures are really funny. Too bad I can't share them here (I'm still commited to not showing Punkin's face or name on the internet). There was a BB rifle, and she didn't steady it against her shoulder. I hope she never tries to fire a real rifle like that.
Our family doesn't own guns. We decided that having her learn with someone who knew what he was doing was probably a good idea. The other family asked about it and were very open with us.
Camping at this particular site included something called the "Pee Tree." It was *that* kind of camping.
Our calendar has been such that The Beard calls me nearly every day to find out what's on the calendar for the day. Even with only one child, our scheduling has become a finely honed system.
Piano lessons are winding down for the year. In fact, I don't have any today (and neither does Punkin!), and I only have 3 tomorrow. Then they're complete for the year.
I think I'll stop here. Maybe I'll bullet some more later as things occur to me. This is much easier than trying to organize!