Quick update

The Girlz are at Mayo Clinic today for JB's three day donor testing. It was a very early start and when I spoke to them at 11:30am, JB was waiting for her renal kidney function test. Non-invasive. Shooting dye into her and then watching it travel through her kidneys. It's a two hour test.

JB will have to be back at Mayo fairly early tomorrow morning for another day of testing and Friday will wrap up whatever is left and to get preliminary results of all the tests. At that time they'll find out if she's a full compatible match. JC's initial donor did three days of testing only to find out she wasn't a tissue match. We are hoping for different results.

Chunky discovered earthworms over the weekend. He was not happy at all about having to put the worm back in the dirt. With a suggestion that he do so quickly would warrant him a trip to the Skittle jar, Mr. Worm found his way home safely.

Mad Hatter got her first music CD. She LOVES Black Eyed Peas. Listens to this CD on her Barbie Karaoke machine quite a bit. I especially love it when she sings along and dances. I've asked if she wants to take a hip-hop dance class and she wants no part of it.

Chunky wants to take karate. He's 2 1/2. They don't want him. Soldier is gonna try golf and skiing with both of them. I don't do either and do not find any sort of joy/excitement with either. I will watch and encourage.

Thanks to all for keeping the Girlz in your thoughts and well wishes during the next few days. I'll post when I know more.

Happy Halloween and safe trick or treating!!!

Holy October Batman!!!

So, here it is October 1st. Where did the summer go? Quite possibly in the trash with what was called a deck.

It's been crazy in our house. Soldier decided to start cutting the deck apart. With his new reciprocating saw. And guess where he left the broken blade? Where 2 year old boy hands can reach. Chunky's a climber. Duh.

Mad Hatter's got lots of new phrases. Picked up from school (those darned Kindergartners). She's cracking me up. Her outfits are spectacular. She's clean, completely dressed and ready to learn. Do I care if her skirt is green, tights are gray and shirt is orange? Nope. You outta see her get decked out for the mall. She wears more jewelry than a dollar store tramp. However, Mad Hatter pulls it off magnificently.

Personal training, while great, is beginning to kick my ass. I can barely wash myself and get dressed. My arms are experiencing muscle failure. And my abs....don't even go there. I pray I don't have to cough anytime soon.

Chunky's love for chocolate milk is going to come to an end very soon. And he will NOT be happy about it. Pull-ups are going to be a thing of the past as well. I know he'll be very unhappy about that. And I'm sure he'll find fun places to do his business to show me how unhappy he is.

Parking in one's own driveway, with the garage lights on and the front door about 50 feet from said driveway will not keep kids from trying to break into a car. Ask us how we spent our Tuesday evening. That young cop sure was pretty to look at.....

Looking out the windows checking on the cars every 10 minutes is becoming exhausting. Not sleeping much due to the house settling and me thinking it's someone breaking in is exhausting. Checking window and door locks about 5 times throughout the night is exhausting. Damn kids.

JB has her appointments set for Oct. 28-30. We should know for sure on the 30th if she's a full 100% match. Then everything gets sent to the transplant board, they discuss, approve and set the surgery date. JC wants it done by end of year since she's already met her yearly out of pocket. Her levels have gone down and I wouldn't be surprised if they make her wait until her levels spike and stay. That'll cause a lot of much unneeded drama.

Laundry still won't do itself. I'm not sure how there are 4 piles in the laundry room. Soldier wears a uniform to work every day. Kids wear one outfit a day and rarely wear jammies. I don't get it.

Work still must be done. I shouldn't be procrastinating. But I am. Everything hurts and I'm exhausted.