Sully Thinks He's Kindof a Big Deal

Here is Sully aka in his show days as AKC Champion Kokomo's Smokey's on Fire.  Here he is all smiles after becoming a champion at 9 months old.  He wants his whole family at Casa King to try out toothsoap.  Since he was shown as a puppy, they fed him raw, that wreaks havoc on the teeth.  He is now on Evo kibble since retiring to Nebraska, but his teeth are still NASTY.  Since 2007, he has had his teeth scaled 2 times at 200 a pop.  I think if this works better then brushing, the whole family will have to give a shout out to those involved in this giveaway! 

Check out the cool little button that was made for the giveaway Supahmommy's blog!

A bucket load of Vids uploaded

I don't know if the will all load or not so here is the link to today's uploads.  There is a bit of everything; a lot of Tae Kwon Do stuff, singing Collective Soul, and some creepy birds just for Sarah from Mommy Elephant.  Enjoy.  I will have him opening all his Christmas Gifts soon.  Maybe even this evening.

I will be tormenting myself for the next week

School for little dude is out Thursday at noon.  For the summer.  We have a trip back home planned, God help my sanity.  It will be fast and I won't be doing much ambling.  It sucks because I would love to take the time and hike a bluff or two.  That is so not happening as two weeks ago I had a nice upper ankle sprain, tore part of the leg muscle.  Call me Grace.  Well I was told 6-8 weeks for recovery.  Damn,  fine.  Whateves.  Now, I realize last night that it's still swollen, and a bit higher up.  It also hurt yesterday more than any other day to date.  I have self-diagnosed a stress fracture of the tibia.  You know since I am so damn stupid I don't understand the physiology of the  body... It fits.  The swelling, the pain locations, and the likes.  Also, the fact the doc told me I tore muscle in the leg.  They don't usually show on X-rays, so I cannot call the doctor any names for that.  I could go in for a bone scan, or just call it good and treat this.  As the treatment is actually counter productive.  I can walk, a bit.  Weatherman is thinking about crutches to aid me.  I'm still on the fence.  Damn my pride. 
So since I will be with fam-damily in the coming days bear with no posts.  I'll be back.  Back taking that frickin' class.  Back more stressed then when I left.  Back with a first grader!  Ahhhh where did the time go?

Time to stir the pot and get revenge a bit

I will begin by starting out with a Motherly brag.  Come on we have all had them.  I will first address my loyal readers, my friends, who truly do ROCK here is the award Little Dude got from school, they are having a Disco Bowling outing soon for those in the program.  Because smart kids rule.  And adults who make fun of them are tools. 

To the asshat who partook in picking on a five year old child and made jokes at his expense because he IS smart.  Feck off. AND for said tool, on a side note:  I will not be promoting for Collective Soul unless asked by them anymore.  Dean, sorry but those "fans' going after my son was too much and the fact "Dick" is still coming to MY blog is uncalled for.  So to the tool that is still coming here looking for ideas to steal to take to their lax-a-daisy management as your own, take a f-ing hike.  This isn't a professional site, it's a site for MY friends.  To which you sir using sir loosely as your morals are not!

My brain has been poisoned

As I have been limping along this past week, I really have accomplished little.  Sure the house is clean,  but other then that I have been on my arse as per the Doctor Nazi that takes joy in pulling and yanking on my foot. I have continued watching Big Bang Theory Season 2,disk 3 set to come next week while the weatherman is off for close to three weeks GOD HELP ME!!!. I have been watching Supernatural

and Lost 

while he has been at work.  I am rotting my brain, I deserve it damnit, I have been going nonstop school since Aug '08.

I am retaking Anatomy and Physiology 2, I want a better grade than a D. It's the lowest grade I have gotten.  Ever.  Just a couple points and it would have been a C, I could kind-of accept that.  But come the hell on, Disease Condition I got an A, Medical Typing, and other A, and a B+ in Pharmacology.  There was no real effort put into those classes either.

Or in this case A is for Asshat...

But A&P2, I slaved over, read over, but for some unholy reason, I cannot visualize IT.  I have to get at least a C- to "pass" medical classes.  I am an A/B+ student without effort, WTF is wrong with me.  No, It's not me, it's the class.  There was promised extra credit, was there frak NO there wasn't!  And the, AND THEN he had the balls to email the group and say see you in the next semesters, and MAYBE the extra credit program will work!!!!  You lazy coot, you can manually go in and GIVE credit.  I have been through all the names in the book, tried to pull strings, nothing, I have to retake the class.  I am taking it this summer, alone.  Sure it is a shortened amount of time, but I hope that pushes a button in my mind to GET his tests.  45 minutes, 50 questions, multiple choice, T/F, and essays from hell.  Oh did I mention it's not JUST timed, but closed book and NO notes? 

Those were the rules and I followed them.  It comes down to ethics.

If I would have passed and used notes I would have felt I would have cheated and not earned my grade.  Maybe I am stupid for that exact reason.  I passed the first section of that hellish class without cheating/ using notes.  I can do this too, if I have to take it the average 3-4 times non bio students take to pass this course, damnit, I will.  I'm aiming high for a C- this way anything above that will be a pleasant surprise. 

Back to the brain poisoning.  As stated above, a little stress makes Krimmyk a bit more loopy than usual.  Weatherman walks past me this afternoon, "Looks like the mail has come."  Without missing a beat I burst into the Mail Song from Blues Clues. "We just got a letter..."

 God help my fleeting sanity!  I have been mentally poisoned by children programing I have not even seen in like 2 years!! I will somehow exact my revenge.

Mostly Wordless Wednesday

Out with the old L111...

In with the new X300 with mulch deck (2500+ after trade in).  Once again The weatherman gets a disgustingly expensive Father's day gift before I get my reasonably priced Mother's Day gift.  It's a "family gift"  Sure it is.  I for one am not a big mow the lawn person.  You know allergies are my excuse, and I will stick to it!  He's happy, so I'm gonna just shut up.  Happy Fathers Day a month early Weatherman!

Ticks Me Off Tuesday

Soooo Krimsin, I see you missed Ticks Me Off Tuesday last week what a slacker!  Where were you?

Well, I'm so glad you asked!  I was having my ankle do an impression of a knee cap.  And might I say, it was a mighty good impression!

These were taken within minutes of each other on the X-ray table. I began compressions instantly, to keep the swelling down. As you can see from above, that's what happens when you stop compressions.
 Upon gravity putting the smack down on me, in her usual nasty way I knew immediately when I heard the "pop" I had done something to my ankle. "Oh Gravity, thou art a heartless bitch."

 Silent prayers that it was not broken were once again answered.  That was even before I picked my sorry arse up off the middle of the ground at Menards.

For the record I was not f-ing around for once.  I was carrying siding for a project that needed to be done on the front of the house.  There was an uneven part in the walk way and of course, I found it.  I'm a lucky devil like that.  In a survival situation or dancing I am on my game.  Day to day life will kick me in the butt any opportunity it gets.

According to the doc 6-8 weeks till the high ankle sprain is fully healed.  Stay off it, don't push it.  And he said it like he almost believed I would do it too, how cute.  I was wondering around the stores and town that evening, and the next couple days.  More proof my family is trying to kill me. 

So that, for the most part, is where I was last Tuesday.  Oh you are asking if that was the morning what was my excuse for the rest of the day?  Vicodin.  Empty stomach less the mocha I had just drank before said fall.  Do the math.

 Vicodin is for muscle spasms from hell and migraines ONLY.  As per directive of my body would have been nice to know that BEFORE I took the damn pill this time... 

Also I have some to realize for all the brain power Little Dude has in his head his common sense is shat.  Somewhere in that head "Watch out for Mom's braced foot." translates to, "Be sure to kick, step, or run into Mom's foot where ever possible."

So to wrap this up, ankel screwed for the summer, doc knows I won't follow directions, family makes sure of it, and gravity is still my nemesis.

So, your turn to post your gripe(s) below. It's time to let it all hang out here, I'm WAY cheaper than a shrink.

Mostly Wordless Wednesday

Some joke about there being some animals in the meat at Chinese food restaurants that shouldn't be.  Scroll to the bottom of the picture.  So I'm just asking, why is there a dog picture on the menu? 

Barbie tried to kill me the other day, and I didn't even call her a hooch!

So I have been MIA, we all miss me.  It's been one hellofa couple weeks.  Last week great news:  Weatherman was top pick for the job!  Hitch because let's be honest there always has to be one...the FAA was withholding the pick for a couple weeks.  Fine, we can wait.  Fast forward to Sunday night, reading Little Dude a story before bed, WM comes in with the laptop.  I shat you not, the FAA refused to fill the job!  Dear FAA thanks for pissing in my cornflakes, and while you are at it, shit in it too.  There had been a job in Peachtree City, GA that weatherman did not put out for because of the 2 month wait on the OKC job.  He looked at me when I left LD's room and said he was sorry.  I'm still numb, I won't lie I was so pissed I could have killed with my stare, but I took the high road, I do that sometimes.  Weatherman had a growth moment with this situation, I wasn't about to rub his face in his screw job, or his own screw up putting all eggs in one basket.  There is a lifetime for that!  But I have pulled back a lot, and sought to reflect as to why the event transpired and how to grow from it. Convective season has officially sprung here with Weatherman being called back, wondering when he will come home from working event.  I am officially a weather widow!

We were blessed with my MIL's presence on Sunday.  She promised LD to come to his soccer game on Sat, but decided against it.  Beyotch...  Since it wasn't already shaping up to be an epically shitty day, we find that my SIL and BIL are coming too.  Ni-ce.  Coming once again to take something form the house and to theirs.  This time the china hutch from Weatherman's grandmother.  MIL was all put out we didn't have it prominently displayed since we converted the mid level into a place for a TV.  It was in the spare bedroom still with all the stuff in it.  Not good enough.  So now it will sit in my SIL's basement empty.  And this is alright.  WTF ever.  Good riddance, I guess. 

We upgraded our phones to DRIODS, and OMG, I understand why people dig them.  Blackberry can suck it!  We have the Motorola version, and even the weatherman cannot find a thing to complain about that.  I know, its like a first time for everything!! 

School:  I might not even scratch a C in the Anatomy and Physiology2.  I don't know because my arsehat of an instructor is not replying to ANY of my emails.   Kicker there, he is the only instructor and to pass the prereq- I need a C to "pass."  Oh yippe the lowest grade I have ever gotten AND get to take the class again if he doesn't "pass" me?  Some one must REALLY love me out there.  All of my other classes are done.  And no final grades, but I know its all good with them.  Diseases was a breeze, she just stopped reading my papers and gave me A+'s on all of them, so no probs there.  Typing, I'll get a B, because I thought it was cheating to give myself an A, but who knows she could just give me one for effort.  Then there is Pharmacology, she murdered the second report that I worked my arse off on.  I was POed tossed together the third one, no effort, very personal opinions and got an A.  WTF?  Not going to complain lowest should be a B/B+. 

I'm not taking any classes over the summer as I have to spend time with the little dude.  Splash pad and the likes.  And we will be traveling a lot no where fun just back home because I love the punishment.  Time to focus on what is important, family.  We three King's.  Time to reconnect and just hang.  School year didn't allow this, time to make up and make some memories to last till the next break!  I will also be stepping away from working on the site for one of my favorite bands, Collective Soul.  I emailed the rest of the awesome women who handle the fan site that I am leaving.  No pun intended, but after soul searching, I need to focus here, not anywhere else right now.  It wasn't fair to them, I wasn't there to do my updates. 


On to Barbie.  I was in Kmart the other day looking for something since I didn't want to go to Walmart and those are the only 2 stores we have here.  I was wondering the toy area looking for gifts for LD, and birthday gifts for fellow FF kiddo's.  I saw a Barbie lying on the grown and went to pick her up there was a hole in the plastic made so kids can listen to a preview of her sing.  My pointer finger slipped into the razor sharp hold from hell and sliced it!  OMFG, Barbie tried to kill me, or at least slice my finger off!  This, I theorize, is part of the intricate network of the hoocher dolls that are somehow paying me back for giving all my sisters dolls buzz cuts back in the day.  Damned plastic must have memories like elephants!  And it bleed like a stuck pig!  For assassination attempts such as this, I do carry a first aid kit.  Don't judge, I'm used to inanimate objects trying to kill me.  Premeditation was there, and I would bet my husband on it, she smiled a bit wider with her fake smile as the blood started to flow.