Seven for Saturday

Our household has been infiltrated by what my husband calls the Creeping Epizutis. (No idea What. So. Ever. how to spell that). Gumby was out of school from Wednesday on with a headache, funky belly and sore throat. He's definitely on the mend, but not quite up to par. Sasquatch slept most of Thursday afternoon with the same headache. And I had been struggling with what to do, since the FG is out of town again and I was supposed to work Friday. Problem answered when my head started to split wide open around five Thursday afternoon. Not the answer I wanted, but the only one that made sense.


So, for today's post, I'm doing a bunch of shorties and catch-ups and things I can manage without an attention span, since I haven't been able to locate my attention span recently, and that's a bad thing to work a twelve hour shift in the ER without. And then I'm going to lay back down on my bed and wish that we didn't have a soccer double header Saturday. Be sure to be here Sunday for the latest installment of The Gabbies.


#1. Is there anybody out there who has not seen this video? It is absolutely hysterical. If you are a mother, have a mother or saw a picture of a mother once this is too close to the truth. How does she remember all the words?






And how did we ever survive without YouTube?


#2. This is a quick little follow-up on the obnoxious OB/GYN yesterday. He happens, god help me, to be in the same practice as my beloved doctor, and I have made sure everyone knows that his hands don't get within three miles of my body, even if I'm dying. One of his kids even played basketball with one of mine, so I see him all the time. Whee. I ran into one of the nurses he works with in a non-work setting and she gave me the update. He is now, several years later, one of the nurse's favorites and is supposedly a pleasure to work with. When I expressed my (bigger than Texas) doubts about this, she smiled evilly and said that it had taken some time to teach him how you do and do not treat people, but that eventually he had gotten the message. I asked how this had happened. She said she preferred not to say. What happens in the hospital stays in the hospital. Oh, man, would I love to hear that story.


#3. I'm seriously - seriously - behind on my Play It Forward hand made gifts. I've considered and rejected more (out of my league) crafty ideas than I can list. So...items are forthcoming, but may not be made by my own two clumsy hands. Or they may be. My angel and devil are still duking it out. The important thing to note is that they're on the way - soon.


#4. Does anyone else have stress dreams about their animals? I had a series of really not good dreams about the dogs last night, especially my very own Most Perfect Dog in the World. Every time I woke up he was in his usual spot on my feet, snoring, drooling and gassy, so all was normal. But still...


#5. This has nothing to do with anything, but it fits right into the theme and I absolutely adore this song, although it does make me a little soggy. You can listen to it while you read and consider that you've gotten your daily numerical requirement satisfied.

I can't embed it, so click here for Five For Fighting.


Embed. A word that never existed for me before blogging.


#6. Not much action going on in the old book circle listed in the sidebar. If you've read any of these listed and have any comments, lets hear them. I'm at the tail end of the pile I got from the library right before this started, but I'll be restocking pretty soon and definitely plan on picking some up from this list. Just hit where it says Click here to participate in the RC Book Club.


#7. For the few who will care, check out the post below...