OOOHHHHH what a day it has been!!!

hello to you friends. i have had quite the interesting day!

here was the original plan for the day...
wake up, sit around the house for a while, get dressed and come to a-town to meet scott, then go out to my parents' house, drop off lincoln, then make a run to DeLeon to sell some pecans (for those of you who don't know, my parents live on a pecan orchard with 70 trees)...

well, needless to say, only the first 3 things on my list happened.

Link and i were hanging out at my mother-in-law's house- i was actually, er, in the restroom... and he was watching tv. all the sudden, he runs in the restroom and say "OH NO! MY NOSE!" so i figured he has just picked a booger or something- he IS known to be a bit overly dramatic!
Lincoln: OH NO! MY NOSE
Me: What's wrong baby?
L: OH NO! I blow it!!
Me: You blow it? What's wrong?
it's about this time i hear a squeaky sound every time Lincoln exhales...
Me: Lincoln, did you stick something up your nose?
L: (looks up at the ceiling, looks down at his shoes, looks up at me with a very guilty look) yeeeeeah.
M: ok, ok, let's go-

so i drop everything, grab my child, head out to the car, call Scott to let him know what's going on and that i'm on my way to the Emergency Room... and the following takes place in the car:

L: OH NO! MY NOSE!
M: Lincoln, what did you put in your nose?
L: the itty nitty red ball
M: did you put it way up in your nose?
L: (again, very guilty) yeeeeeeah.

so, the itty bitty red ball is actually a small red bead that came off of an ornament on my mother-in-law's Christmas tree....

we get to the Emergency Room, go sign in, wait forever, Scott finally gets there- by this time Lincoln feels just fine and you can't even tell anything's wrong with him... we waited about an hour and 15 minutes... FINALLY we get called back to be admitted, they take Link's pulse, ask us a bunch of questions... then we find out we have to wait LONGER because we have to wait for the Ear, Nose, and Throat room.
we finally get to the ENT room, wait about 30 minutes, then a nurse comes in... her exact words "oooh, that's really up there! i'm gonna let the doctor tackle this one." so we WAIT another half hour or so- FINALLY a physician's assistant comes in, gets the dang bead out with this long pokey-thingy, and says "ok, you can go as soon as i get a Dr. to sign off on this"
We had to wait more than 45 minutes!!!! damn Dr.!!! we ended up spending THREE HOURS in the hospital today all over an "itty bitty ball".

HERE'S the culprit:

ah yes, friends- we KEPT the dang bead. it's got a place in his baby book for "First Emergency Room visit"

Lincoln is doing fine- his nose bled a tiny bit, and the Dr. said there was "a small abrasion" in his nose, but nothing to be worried about. Poor kid had the dang bead in his nose for about 2 hours!
One thing to be said- he was EXCELLENT. he was calm and behaved well for all the waiting (only about 15 or 20 minutes of our 3 hour visit was actually being helped- the rest was just WAITING), and he let 3 different people look up his nose. he sat in his Daddy's lap and let some man he didn't know stick something up his nose and get the bead out. what a little fart, though! watch your kids around the Christmas tree!

hopefully you all had a less eventful day than i did!

love to you all :)

it's the end of the world- er, musical- as we know it

so yes, my dear ones... the musical (uhm, the Clyde H.S. musical that i've been helping with) is now officially over. **wow i totally just sneezed 9 times** ANYWAY, last night was our last performance- and so yeah i'm pretty glad it's over. i mean, YEAH i had a great time and YEAH it was a good experience for me and YEAH i'm going to do it again next year (assuming i will be asked by my dear friend Ruth Knightstep to help out again- which i'm sure i will) but holy cow i will enjoy kind of just having my life back. little things like being home to cook dinner- or being home to watch my favorite TV SHOWS (though it IS holiday season re-run B.S. for the next month or two)... yay for my life. yay for HAVING a life. i'm somewhat boring, and i am not afraid to admit that... i look forward to returning to my old boring self :)

so, um, i really hate it when you write a check for a large amount of money and then the business to whom who WROTE the check waits almost a MONTH before depositing the check... yeah, so you TOTALLY had enough money to cover the amount of the check when you wrote it- and they take their sweet time- and YOU think that for sure that check has already gone through but NOOOOO- the evil business you wrote the check to really just wants to screw you over. THANKS A WHOLE HELL OF A LOT. for reals.

i don't think i like being a grownup. everything is uber expensive and GEE WHIZ i just want a HOUSE of MY OWN and i want to have another BABY before i'm 30 and i really dislike money.....though i won't turn it down as a gift in case you were already planning on that :)

i really haven't blogged in such a long time. so much has happened yet for some reason i am drawing a major blank on what i should blog about. i'm been sooo busy and all the sudden i've got time on my hands and i'm like WHAT THE HELL WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN..??

ok, ok, melanie- think of something.... something good.

so yeah fireworks season starts pretty quick. i'm not REAL excited about that one... y'see, in case you don't already know, i married into a family who owns a small fireworks business... it belonged to my mother and father-in-law... so we inherited it... not the whole thing- - scott's got 2 siblings and they're both married, so the 6 of us all own the business. basically we're only up and running about 2 weeks out of the year. but it's a mega painus in my anus. seeeeriously. it sucks. but, i mean, the end result is nice! so you guys are going to have to come and buy fireworks from ME this new years!!!! cuz i know you all like to blow stuff up- so why not help out your pal Mel in the process??? ....that's what i thought.

my sister has a boyfriend. yeah, you read right. Mitsi. has a boyfriend. and he's nice and we like him and that's all there is to this story. the end.

ummmm ok so i think my brain has been drained of all things interesting or even slightly worthy of typing. goody day to you all. and buy me a freaking christmas present!