Cruella De Vil

For the past 3 weeks I have had the nastiest Infection on my left Index Finger. Seriously, it's huge and swollen and a lovely shade of purple. It also hurts like hell but at the same time makes part of the Finger numb. I know, I am a freak of nature. So today, after having trouble getting dressed, I decided to go to the Doctor.

I figured she might be able to use local anesthesia and cut it open and we're done.
Oh no. I ended up with Little Miss Torture*. She kept feeling it up with her hands and putting way too much pressure on it. No Biggie, I thought. She said she's gonna prescribe me something. It's kind of an Antibiotic but then again not. I am allergic to Penicillin and apparently 10 % of people allergic to Penicillin might have a severe Reaction to the stuff she prescribed me. Anyway, she decided to Lance it to get a Culture since it might be some new Superstrain of Bacteria. Again, I am a Freak of Nature.

There she is. The Lancer and my Finger. NO LOCAL ANESTHESIA! I may have screamed. It was worse than Child Birth. I shit you not. A little blood came out. That's it. She didn't even drain it or do anything to make it better. She just pissed it off and I almost passed out rom the pain. It still hurts like hell. That was my Day, how was yours?

* She wore Denim Scrubs and had hair like Cruella De Vil. No kidding.

Back after a long absence

I've been gone from this blog for 3 months now. I decided to take this break. I needed to spend more time with my Family. Anyway, I'm back. I know I probably don't have any readers left.

CutiePie started Kindergarten and he loves it. He's the smartest kid I know. Everytime other kids say they school he just stares at them in disbelief. He truely is a little Nerd. My little nerd.
TheHubby still goes to work and I'm still a Stay-at-home mom. Except, that I'm selling Amway now. Times are hard and we need a little extra income.

I quit Smoking. It has been hell for me. I just couldn't justify wasting my money on cigarettes anymore. I am officially SMOKE-FREE! Yay me!

There are bad things that happened to us that I wish I could write and get it off my chest. Unfortunately I can't. It bothers me that I need to restrict what I write about but I know that Famil is reading this and Hubby doesn't want everybody to know.

I do promise that I will try to post reularly again.

Dyshidrotic Eczema

I'm sorry for being absent so long. I really am.
Life got me down. It was busy.

We had CutiePie's 5th Birthday Party this month. It was ok. We invited a bunch of kids from his Class but only 2 showed up. The rest of the Kids were neighbors. Here's my Issue. Why can nobody call to tell you they're not coming? Do they not think a 5 year old gets upset and disappointed that nobody showed up? Assholes. That's all I can say.

Now, the thing that's getting me down.
We took CutiePie to a Dermatologist, finally.
We got a Diagnosis but no Cure or Remedy that really works.

Dyshidrotic Eczema

Go ahead,click on it. It sucks. I feel guilty as a Mom. I feel like I have failed him.
We got a Prescription but nothing helps. It gets so bad he can barely walk. I cry.
As a Mom I don't wanna see my child suffer. My heart breaks everytime I see him
limping around. In June we will go in for a Biopsy to rule out some other stuff. I will
be prepared. I have a long list of questions. How can we prevent it and treat it better.
We need to know. I'm tired of having to pop huge bubbles on my sons feet. It hurts him.
I want the suffering to stop.

I've been struggling since we found out. Especially since it only gets worse. Never better.
Just worse. If any of you know anything that might help mail me. I would greatly appreciate it.

Spit and Strep and Cow Shit

The Title says it all. The reason I haven't updated more.
I hate Strep Throat. It's annoying and it made me appreciate being able to swallow so much more. Ahh, the little things in life.

The thing is I know exactly how I got it. It's really gross to be honest.
Hubby had Strep Throat and apparently spit some nasty into my Pepsi Bottle.
Stoopid me, didn't notice and took a drink. I was wondering what the slimy thing was and asked the hubby. So yeah, that's how I got Strep Throat. Gross.

Things are getting busy around here, y'all. The Town is getting ready for the Cow Chip throwing Championship. I shit you not. They gather Cow Poop, let it dry and then throw to see who throws it the farthest. It's the mayor social event here. I've lived here for over 3 years now and have never seen the actual Event. Pathetic, isn't it?
With that come the Parades, which in CutiePie's mind, are the greatest thing ever. Hello, they throw Free Candy. What's not to love, right?
Maybe this year I will go to the Cowchip thing. Nothing better than enjoying Crazy People throw Cow Poop on a Saturday. Yay Me!

If anybody is in the area let me know. Maybe we can meet and enjoy the festivities together. Ha!

Update about Entrecard

Well,
I wanna let everybody that uses Entrecard know. From now on I will only approve Ads paid with Credit and no more Paid Ads. I don't like the kind of ads show up with the Paid Ones. Also, I don't think it's very fair for Credit paid Blogs to have to share their Advertising Time with several other Paid Ads. I have cancelled all previously approved Paid Ads and will not Approve any of them in the Future. Let me know what y'all think.

The pain, he can't stand it anymore!

CutiePie is 4, almost 5. He also suffers from a disease. It's the cleaning up disease.
He only gets it when he has to clean his room. He can clean for about 5 minutes and then it starts. First, his Legs hurt. Second, he experiences fatigue. Third, he gets a Headache. And last, he collapses to the Floor. I kid you not. It never fails. It's always those 4 steps. He has to clean his room and a few minutes ago he collapsed to the Floor. Seriously, it's awful. He told me that it is so painful, he can't stand it anymore.

I don't fall for it though. I know my kid. I actually think it's hilarious and he deserves an Oscar for his acting abilities. The Kid got Talent.

I just wish it wouldn't take him 5 hours to clean his Room.

Dude!?

Oh, the dangers of sites like Facebook and Myspace. I looked up some old friends and crushes. Boy, am I glad I married my Husband. All those other guys turned terribly ugly. It's amazing what 6 years do to a person.

The not-so-popular one

Wow. The Ultimate Blog Party '09 went great. I had such a Blast.

Anyway, I've been thinking about the Old Days lately. At school. I went to an ALL GIRLS school. Now, don't feel sorry for me. It was my choice and for the first 3 years I loved it. I had really awesome Friends and was a really good student. After 8th Grade, though, it changed. My Friends changed, we didn't have the same interests anymore.
I became the Lonely One.
The one that sits alone, has nobody to talk to. My Grades started falling. I hated school. I eventually became friends with a group of girls that were a little like me. Once we all turned 16 we went out together. Went to the Clubs, got drunk. I developed a severe alcohol problem. We drank constantly. Then Boys got involved and everything turned sour. We all fought a lot. About Boys. Stupid, now I know. I became unpopular again. This time with a Twist.
I got Bullied.
I got insulted.
I got threatened.

I was told to watch out, or else I'd end up dead. A Death Threat. By my former Friends.
I was scared. I constantly skipped school out of Fear. I got Panic Attacks in Public.
Once, when I was 17 I tried to cut my Wrists. With Scissors. I couldn't do it. Thank Goodness. I wouldn't have the Life I have now. My parents don't know any of this. I don't think they ever saw that something was wrong. But there was. Life became almost unbearable to me. Til I met my best Friend. The one in Ft. Hood. She was older than me. Took me under her wing. I owe her a lot.

I don't know why I felt the need to share. I've just been thinking a lot lately and wanted to get it off my Chest. There's so many things I've kept to myself, I need to get rid off. Issues that are holding me back from Contacting my Parents, from becoming a happier person. I'm working on it. I don't wanna hold all these Crutches anymore.
I need to let Go.

Ultimate Blog Party 2009!

It's time again. Time to Party!
The Moms at 5minutesformom.com are hosting the Ultimate Blog Party 2009 !
The Party is a great way to make new online friends, to gain more readers and to
discover great Blogs. That's not all. Nope, you can also win some Prizes.
So, what's holding you back? Go and Join the Fun!

First off, my name is Alexandra and this is my little Corner in the Blog World.
I live in Oklahoma with my Husband and my almost 5 year old Son. I'm originally
from Germany and struggle sometimes with the differences. Other than that I'm
a pretty funny and dorky person. Enough, with the Formalities.

Let's break the Ice with a little Joke, courtesy of my Son:
Knock, Knock
Who's there?
Banana.....
Banana who?
Banana who split his Pants!!

That seems to have done the Trick.

Feel free to stay and have a look around!

The Prizes I'd love to win the most are:

1 — $100 gift certificate to either Pedal Cars and Retro or A Rocking Horse To Love

19 — $50 gift certificate to Target Stores

58 – Kitchen Aid Artisan Stand Mixer

USC 51 — Two Flipper Toothbrush holders

USC 45 — Pair of shoes from Eleven Collection Spring/Summer 09′

USC 26 — 10 $50.00 Gift Vouchers to Hatley

USC 22 — 1 Free Amber Alert GPS child safety unit with one year of service.

Of course, I'd be happy just to win anything.

Longing for Rain

I'm aching for Rain.
It's been Months since we had Rain.

The Dust.
It's everywhere.
You can't escape it.

The Trees.
In desperate need of Water.

It's March.
Trees should be starting to carry leaves.

The Dryness.
It makes me sick.

Sirens.
The knowledge. Somewhere, something is getting ravaged by Fires.

I am Aching for Rain.
I miss the smell of Rain.
I miss how Rain gives Life.