Wrandom Wrambling for a Sunday morning

Just a bunch of random thought rumbling around in my head.

Do you ever notice that no matter what you say or write, that there is always that ONE person who always thinks it's about them?  Even when it's not?

Yeah me too.  Makes me laugh.

Chloee is ready to go back to school.  She talks about it every day, asks if it's time and talks about her teachers and classmates.

Me thinks she loves school.  That makes me happy.

The dogs got haircuts yesterday.  Shaved right down.  Did I mention that it's still rainy and snowy here?  That means that there were two cold and shivering dogs climbing under the covers last night.

That makes me happy.

Chloee and Poppa organized her room and cleared out some old books and toys.  Love organization.  Love clean outs.  Love de-cluttering.  Love drop-off's to the DI.

I think I have some sort of gallbladder issue going on.  Pain up under my ribcage on the right side.  Comes and goes.  I google diagnosed it and pretty sure it's gallbladder.  I've been eating healthy and everything.  No fatty foods.  Oh well, whatever.  No biggie.  It comes and goes so no worries.

I love my new camera - and according to most people, now I should find my old one right?  I really hope so!  If only for my memory card with all the pics.  I want those!

Skyped with Corbin last night.  Dude is getting HUGE!!!  Muscles on muscles.  I hope we skype again tonight and I will get some video for a Marine post on Monday.

Speaking of Marine's, my nephew is contemplating going into the Marine reserves.  He originally planned AF reserves, but re-thinking Marine's.  If you are my friend on FB - send me a message telling him to GO MARINE's!  I will pass them all onto him.  Nothing like some positive peer pressure eh?

My Canadian friend Wendy has taught me the eh? and I like to use it all the time.

Speaking of Chloee's school.  I was reading with her last night and she has some books that she has passed off at school and brought home.  I am astounded at her ability to read words.

We got out one of her favorite books about a shark and three little fish.  I listened and watched her sound out almost every single word on the pages.  I am absolutely amazed.  She is so smart.  I sing the praises of Challenger yet again.

Splenda Daddy made several prints of pictures of Chloee's mommy.  We are framing them and hanging them in her room for her to have.  We showed them to her.  She put them away and won't look at them again.  I don't know what that means.  She talks about her on occasion and we encourage her memories but she won't look at those pictures.  I am glad we have an appointment with a therapist this week so we can learn where to go from here.

Tuffy is not recovering well.  I'm more than a little worried.  Out of his pain pills, still in a lot a pain and do you think we can get a call back from the after hours service?  Nope.  He's tried twice.  Luckily, we found a way around the pain and he is coping, but I think I am more irritated at the fact that the doc on call can't take 5 minutes and call him.  Even if there is nothing the doc can do, just a call so that Tuffy isn't ignored would be nice.  Guaranteed there will be  phone call placed from Mama Bear first thing Monday morning to the appropriate people.  I am paying these guys - they have a responsibility to my son.  And their mission statement?  Yeah, there will be a phone call.

CRAP!  I just looked at the time and realize that if we don't hustle, we will be late for church. 

My random thoughts are now on hold. 

Maybe I'll come home from church with some great for a Spiritual Sunday post  : )