I haven't updated in...oh...forever.

So, a couple weeks ago I was on my way to my car, to go to work at Vals, when I was stopped by an older man. He asked me how old my children were. I told him, my girl was 4 and my boy was 3. He then introduced himself and his wife, asked my name, and told me that his wife was planning on making baby doll blankets for all the little girls in the apartment complex, and that they were going to buy little toys for all the boys in the apartment.

I was so shocked by their generosity, that I can't even remember what he said their names were.

Tonight there was a knock on our door, I opened it to the nice elderly couple that live on our first floor....and they had gifts for our children.

For Kaitlyn
For Alexander

And for Mommy

(Cookies not included. I made those tonight.)

Life....

I haven't posted anything in forever....

Life is pretty uneventful right now.

Kaitlyn is currently in her third session of swim lessons. She's missed like four days out of the ten....so that's not cool. She loves to swim! She's been doing really well. She has even been listening to her "teachers" very well.

In less than a month, my baby girl will be starting preschool. Time seems to pass on by without you noticing, until these milestones come along. Then it seems that you are unprepared for them. I'm ready for her to get some time away from me, because we spend so much time together, that we drive each other crazy....but I'm going to miss her. I'm not ready for her to grow up. I think I'm going to cry on her first day of school. She's so excited. We just bought her a Hello Kitty backpack. I think she'll do great!

Alexander is crazy as ever. A while back, he was getting up at 2 am every morning, without fail, to find, and eat candy. We didn't know what to do. Then, we cut chocolate out of his diet, and after two days, chocolate free, he did not get up at all. So...no more chocolate for Alex. Apparently the caffine goes straight to his head. He was very mad about it to begin with. He was a huge fan of chocolate milk. At the daycare we often have choices for the kids to make, regarding snack or milk choices, where they have to choose white (vanilla) or chocolate. It took quite some time for not only him to get over not having a choice, and for the teachers (mainly my aunt) to stop giving him the decision to make.

He has his up and down days as far as potty training goes. Some days he'll be dry and go potty every hour. Some days he is wet, and refuses to even sit on the potty. It can be frustrating, since I know he can do it. I was hoping to have him potty trained before three...but I'm beginning to think that it won't happen.

He is still a thumb sucker. This doesn't concern me too much at this point, since he is only two. I just don't want him to go to kindergarten still sucking his thumb.

It'll be about 3 years, and we will be out of debt. Then, hopefully, we'll be able to jump right baclk into it, when we buy a house of our own. The children will both be in school by then, hopefully I will no longer be working in Gretna...I'm looking forward to it! Apartment living is finally starting to get to me. We might be looking to move to a different apartment next year. I do not like not having our own washer and dryer in our apartment. It's just a hassle, especially since we have our own in Tina's garage.

Well, I think I got everyone pretty much up to speed....I'll call it good for now.

Oh Alex.

Just in case you all were wondering....Alex would like you to know that the bad guys are the bad guys, and that he killed them. ^_^

What a shitty way to end the weekend....

I got a call at about a quarter till 6pm tonight from my mom's boyfriend. He was very upset, if not crying than almost crying. He told me that my mom had wrecked her motorcycle and that she was alive and talking. He said that it was on 20th and Superior, and that I needed to come down. (For those of you who do not know, I live on 7th and Superior.)

Joe and I threw shoes on the kids and ourselves, and flew down the road as fast as possible. Joe parked the car on the side street, and I ran up to the scene. My mom was lying on the pavement in the middle of West bound traffic on Superior with paramedics surrounding her.

When I got closer, I could hear her shouting about the pain in her leg and arm. The paramedics were cutting off her leather jacket, and her jeans as I came to stand by Jeff (my mom's boyfriend). They got her onto the stretcher, saying that the leg was definitely broken. Jeff said I could ride with her to Bryan LGH West in the ambulance.

I rode in the passenger seat on the way to the hospital. When we got there, the driver of the ambulance told me that we were going to go into the hospital, and immediately to the left would be a waiting room and I would have to wait there until they were ready for me.

After a half hour or so, a nurse came and got me, and told me that I could see my mom for a minute, and then they would have to do splints and I would have to leave. So my kids and I went into the room, gave her a quick kiss, and she told me that she was going to be fine....then we were ushered out.

After much waiting, the doctor came to see us. He told us that her right leg was broken right below the knee....pretty much shattered. It would require pins and multiple surgeries. He also said that her left arm was broken, right below the shoulder....pretty much shattered the ball joint. They might be able to make it heal correctly, but if not...she might have to have her entire shoulder replaced.

She has no internal bleeding that they could identify, and her head is fine. She has a small scratch on her nose, from her glasses. She was wearing a leather coat, and chaps....so no road rash.

They said they will monitor her over night, and if her leg doesn't swell too much, then they will tentatively do surgery at 10am. (tentatively meaning as long as no one comes in with a more serious injury.)

I talked to Jeff. This is what happened as far as he knows....

They were riding their motorcycles up Superior, towards our apartment. Jeff was in front of her. There were two cars in front of them.

The light at 20th and Superior changed to yellow.

The cars in front of them slammed on their brakes.

Jeff tapped his brake.

Jeff heard my mom lay on her back brake. (which is apparently a no no, says Jeff. You are supposed to use your front brake more?) He heard a squeal, I guess.

He looked in his mirror, to see my mom flying one way, and her bike going the other way.

He whipped around, and blocked traffic....called 911...called me.

The two cars in front of them? Slammed on their brakes for the yellow light.........ended up running the light anyway.

Dreams are weird....

So I had this dream last night....starring Amanda as Amanda, me as me, and John Turturro as Amanda's very wealthy boyfriend, Strom.

So the three of us were out somewhere celebrating their anniversary. I have no idea why I was along for this....but oh well. I don't really know where we were....but it was someplace very fancy. We were all decked out in ball gowns and Strom was wearing a tux. So we are enjoying our evening, when Strom catches Amanda kissing some guy that works at this place that we are at. He gets really angry, and Amanda explains that it's over between her and this other guy. That was just a goodbye kiss.

So Strom is okay with this, as long as it really is the end, and it will never happen again. So we continue our evening...having a great time. Then it is time to leave. Strom takes off to get the limo. Amanda and I are left talking to eachother. And then she's all, isn't Justin great? And I was like, what? Then she goes on to tell me all about Justin and how they are in love, but she's not going to break it off with Strom, cause how else are we going to have wonderful evenings like the one we just had....

So we go outside and are waiting for Strom on this huge set of stairs, when Justin appears and starts making out with Amanda. Just then, the limo pulls up and Justin disappears. I start walking down the stairs, because I'm really hoping that Strom did not see that kiss. I get to the limo, and Amanda is way behind me.

Strom gets out of the limo with a huge white box. He opens it up to reveal probably at least a hundred roses, and dumps them onto the street. He then looks at me, points, and says, "This is all YOUR fault!" Then he shoved me backwards.

"MY fault?" I say, then I shove him back into the street. He looks at me, looks at Amanda, then turns around and starts running across six lanes of traffic. He is then hit by a semi-truck. It's like in the cartoons when someone gets hit, and they are just kinda stuck to the front of the truck...no blood or broken bones or anything.

So everyone around us stops what they are doing, and starts calling 911. By this point, Amanda is standing next to me, and I look over at her phone and it says '811'. I tell her not to worry about it because a lot of people are already calling. Then I look over to the truck, and see Strom begining to peal himself off the truck. I look at Amand, and we start running.

He catches up to us, and grabs a fistfull of my hair, and is screaming at me while we are all still running. I start screaming for help, and we finally run into a group of people. He lets go of my hair, and runs up past us. As we keep walking in that direction, we walk past the people and they are all giving me dirty looks, like 'what the hell is her problem'.

That is when I woke up.

I have no idea what that means.