I don't really have anything to talk about right now, but I'm sick of seeing the thumb post on the top. This year seems like it's been a busy one so far. Lots of website work and school stuff have kept me occupied. Ada just had her First Confession and is gearing up for First Communion at the end of April. The girls have a long school break after Easter so we've planned a trip to Colorado to unwind. After that, we're hoping to have a new Golden Retriever puppy in early May. It will be a huge adjustment, but I think the timing will be awesome as far as weather and having the kids home to wear him out. That's about all for now!

I woke up on the morning of Friday the 13th of May with a slightly aching right thumb. It felt like I'd knocked it on something the day before and maybe bruised it a little. I had been cleaning and organizing boxes in the basement and assumed that's where it happened. Well, as the day progressed, the pain got worse and it became red and swollen. When Eric came home from work around 5:30, I told him I thought I might need to go to urgent care because it was a more throbbing pain than earlier. I went in and the doc thought it was some sort of infection, although there were no visible sores so it wasn't obvious. She put me on an oral antibiotic (Keflex) and said to watch for systemic symptoms like fever, nausea, etc. I went to bed that night and was absolutely miserable. I was in so much pain and just felt like crap in general. I got up around 1 am to take some ibuprofen and tried to get to sleep. That didn't seem to help so at 3:30 I just got up and thought it might help to ice my thumb a little. I checked my temp and it was 102.7 (a couple hours after 600mg of ibuprofen). My sister asked earlier in the night if I had any red streaking near the thumb because I mentioned my right arm pit being sore. Well, lo and behold, there were now red streaks from my thumb to my arm pit and I commenced freaking out. I called my doctor's office and the on call doctor said I should head to the emergency room because the infection was spreading faster than the antibiotic could handle. I woke Eric up and called my dad to come over and watch the kids. Eric took me to the ER and they started me on IV antibiotics. I assumed we'd be there a few hours to get the infection sorted out and I'd be on my way. One of the ER docs came in and glanced at my arm and winced, "Eeeesh, I hope we get that under control". Um, thanks for the vote of confidence! The nurse said they would be sending the hand surgeon in as well. I couldn't believe how overkill it seemed, but after looking at what could've happened, I realize why they were so worried. 

My mom and I took Eve to see Daniel Tiger Live at the Orpheum Theatre in Omaha tonight. For some reason, Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood is her absolute favorite show to watch. It's a modern, cartoon spin-off of Mr. Roger's Neighborhood. We had a great time and Eve loved the show. We knew all the songs and she had a huge smile on her face the whole time. The only problem was that we were seated behind the naughtiest, most ADHD boys in the whole place. They were never seated which made it difficult to see the stage. There were two mothers on either side of the boys and neither did a bit of disciplining the entire time. One was on her phone texting or emailing the whole time and the other just kept looking at the boys lovingly. I just kept telling myself, "it could be worse, they could have those flashing wand things". Well, after intermission, what does the loving mother bring back with her? The flashing wand things. But only two, for the three boys to share. What could possibly go wrong?

Just thought I'd do a quick post about this Christmas. The kids raked it in, as usual. Santa didn't disappoint either. He must've gotten sick of hearing Ivy ask for the same electric sit down scooter for the past 3 years because he finally brought one! Ada got a jungle gym dome thing since she's always doing gymnastics in the house. Eve got a cute ride on car and all the kids thought that was pretty cool. The only thing that was hard is that these are all outdoor gifts and it's been snowing and freezing cold the last couple weeks. Maybe we'll get a nice day sometime soon. 

One of my favorite things about our new house is the view from the backyard. Our old house had like 50 feet between our back door and the neighbor's door. I might be exaggerating, but it sure felt that way. Our new lot doesn't have anything behind us but open field. I think it's zoned for retail development, so I'm sure it will change. For now, I enjoy looking out the patio door every morning, usually catching a glimpse of a turkey or a pheasant. It just started getting green the past few days, and that instantly puts me in a better mood. I can't wait until our yard has grass instead of mud, which should happen in the next two weeks...if it stays dry.
Pardon the lame blog title, I get so tired of trying to think up something clever. I meant to post something about Ada's brace that she started wearing on March 16th, and here we are almost a month later and I'm just getting around to it. She was so excited to get the damn thing and I didn't have the heart to tell her that it wasn't all that exciting. Well she practically floated out of the doctor's office, thrilled to go show all of her friends her new plastic armor.

So it's March and I haven't posted since September....whoops! A few things have happened since that post. They did actually end up finishing our house, but not without further delay. At one point the builder said we'd possibly be in before Christmas. Well that came and went with no explanation. So we ended up moving in on January 12th, the coldest day of the season thus far. We had movers do itagain though, so I can't complain. So we're all moved in and have unpacked the necessities. Most of the remaining boxes will remain packed and untouched until we move again, most likely. We're looking forward to the Spring, so we can get the sprinklers, sod and patio done. It'll be nice not to have mud everywhere.

So apparently Nebraska has a wet season, and this year it happens to have coincided with the digging of our basement hole. After they poured the foundation it rained every day for weeks. So here we are, basically, a month later and all they've managed to do is tar the basement walls and backfill around the house, just this week. I guess I can't really blame anyone since it was mostly out of their control. However, if the hole would've been dug a month earlier like they said it would be, they would've had ample time to get these things done before the rain set in.

Next step is getting a plumber over there to do the rough-ins before they pour the basement floor. Currently, there is about a foot of water and mud in the basement, so we really need some consistently dry weather!!

holeSomebody pinch me! There's actually stuff happening on our lot! When we signed the contract with our home builder in July, he acted like they'd have the hole dug by the end of the month. Well that came and went with pretty much NOTHING happening. It's so frustrating to be in a hurry, when no one else really seems to care. 

Anyway, after we called and emailed a few people for a week or so, they got the hole dug on Wednesday, the 20th. Much to our surprise, they had the footings poured on Thursday, and the foundation walls poured on Friday! I'm just PRAYING that now that we've started, we'll continue to see activity without having to beg for it.

{I didn't get this posted right away, so I'm backdating this blog entry...just go along with it.} TODAY was Ivy's first day of 2nd grade, and Ada's first day of Kindergarten! Since we moved, we're in the St. John's parish, so they're going to the same school that I attended when I was their age. Ivy was excited to be switching schools since this means that she has more than like 3 other girls in her grade. She already knows a few girls from volleyball and basketball teams and also from the pool we joined this summer. 

Ada was so excited and ready for Kindergarten, she could hardly contain it. She's in the same grade as her cousin, Elise, and is so happy to be going to school with her. Tonight, when Ada was taking a shower, she poked her head out of the curtain and said, "Mom, am I dreaming, or am I really going to school?".

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