I don’t carry purses. Let me just throw that out there. I carry bags, or a backpack. Purses? Noooo. Now where the heck is she going with this? Let me tell you my sob story of last weekend. I got to basketball practice and saw that my backpack was wet on the bottom. I thought I had set it in something wet, so I didn’t worry about it. But after BBall Practice it was still soaking wet so when I got home I opened it up and behold, I had taken a spray bottle and spray hair gel to enrichment to fix Mackenna’s hair, and the water bottle had OPENED UP and soaked my backpack. Not so bad, except that my wallet was in the same pocket. Yeah, so now I’ve got soaking wet stuff. I only had a 10 in it, but more important was my CPR/First Aid card thingy that shows I don’t need to take that class again for 3 years. So I hope I can still use it. The ink is kinda smeared. Durn it. I can’t believe I was stupid enough to put my wallet in the same pocket. *smashes head against brick wall*

SOooOOooOOooOOoo, [in this hour] Friday night I babysat Gabe!! >} I love that kid. He’s so cute! And Jeremiah taught him how to do “The Fist” so now he goes around punching people’s hands. It’s awesome. Yeah, but we all gathered round the projector[you really can’t understand what I’m talking about when I say the projector until you’ve watched a movie at my house] and watched the debate between Obama and McCain. But I was totally bummed out because I fell asleep not even halfway through it. So I missed almost all of it. I really wanted to watch it. But I heard that it was pretty good. Which doesn’t make me feel any better. But I woke up and Gabe had fallen asleep so he was in bed in my room. Erica and Ryan picked him up at 11:30ish and he was happy to see mommy. He can say please now but it comes out as peas so I’m trying to teach him to say pea soup. I had fun watching him. I love that kid. I think I said that before. Yeah, so then Mom, Dad, Joel and I watched U-573 er… whatever the last three numbers are. 513…509… I forgot. But it’s was pretty good for a war movie. I have learned that watching war movies with guys is hard because they tell you every little fault with every little thing. “He couldn’t really carry that gun because It would be too heavy” oh brother. “You can’t handle a torpedo like that, that wouldn’t really work” *rolls eyes*

So being a Tuesday, I worked at the clinic today. My sched. is so complicated but really not that it’s confusing so lemme give you a run down. Monday-basketball. Tuesday-Work at clinic, work at lab. Wednesday-Voice. Thursday-nothing hallelujah. Friday-Enrichment, Work at lab. Ta da! Ok so Tuesdays are KUH-RAZ-E because I only have between when I get up and 8 a.m. to work on school and then when I get home around 6ish usually.[mom just handed me a plate of baked potato and salad! She fixed me a plate! Aww! I feel special and strangely young…] cause I go straight from the clinic to the lab. So I get up at 6 and get ready for the day and do whatever school I can and then I work on usually algebra during lunch break and then finish up biology and history and blah and blah and blah when I get home. Whoa… I have a dang busy day!

Soooooooo. Jeremiah and I are running lines for our skit for drama class. And I’m not going to tell you anything about it because it needs to be as surprising as possible. But it probably wont be toooooo surprising because I’ve got more than a feeling that a few certain people in the class will blabbermouth. But that’s ok. It’ll still be loads of fun.

I’m listening to iTunes on my laptop [whom I still haven’t named] and I’m sorely missing my iPod. This Friday marks 4 weeks since I lost him. The longest I’ve ever been without my beloved Bean Burrito. I miss him like crazy good poptarts. If I haven’t found him by this Friday I will move into serious depression. I really miss him you guys. =< You know I got him over 4 years ago? Whoa… I’ve had him for so long!! And they don’t even make his generation anymore. *Throws herself on couch and sobs* if you’re reading this, Beans,… I will find you. I promise.

So there was a mom and her two kids in the clinic today and the little boy was prolly about 4 and he had the cutest conversation with his mom. It went something like this:

KID: hey mom, my baby’s gotta get a shot huh? Does Addy gotta get a shot?

MOM: yes Easton, Addy has to get a couple of shots.

[note: addy is 1]

[note2: if you know me and see me frequently please don’t name your kid Easton because it’s too close to Weston and that is close to Wesley which is a name I am not fond of]

KID:[to me] I smashed my fingers in a car door. Wanna see? Huh? Wanna see?

ME: ouch, I bet that hurt.

KID: yeah. It did. It hurt.

DR PAT: Ok, is Addy ready for her shots? Your gonna need to sign this and do this and I’ll get the shots ready. She’s going to need 6 today.

[note: don’t ever get behind on your kids shots because it results in them having to get like 6 at once.  Like Addy. And that stinks.]

EASTON:[aka KID] hey hey hey[to DR PAT] I’m gonna be a doctor when I grow up ya know?

DR PAT: really? Well good because I need some help Haha.

[DR PAT leaves the scene and EASTON starts to follow]

MOM: Easton, get back here.

EASTON: but mom, I’m gonna be a doctor!

MOM: not right now your not.

EASTON: mom I’ve gotta get some practice!

MOM: Easton, you will have to be a doctor in the future.

EASTON: whats the future?

MOM: When you grow up.

EASTON: Ok. [sits on chair. For 3 seconds.]

EASTON: Mom… the future is now. [EASTON walks back to the room DR PAT is in]

MOM: Oh no…

[note, I inserted a “no” where the mom said a wordy durd(dude Kelci, how do you spell that? Wirty Dord?)]

Is that awesome or what? I loved it. This kid was so funny.

WHOO! I’ve got MyTunes on shuffle and Wavorly is playing. Forgive and Forget. Try breathing in, try breathing out. That line is ingenious.