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I will be closing this blog down and moving it elsewhere. I'll let you all know the new address as soon as I get things set up. :)

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http://crackersandapples.wordpress.com/2011/10/11/hello-world/

Day Three

                         Day 3

  I have been lost in this vast wilderness known as "home" for three days now. What year is it!? My van is still broke and I am mechanically challenged so until help arrives I will have to make due with what I have. I have built a "fort" in my bedroom so I have shelter. When Laz came home from his last trip into the wilderness(work) he brought electric heaters with him so I have warmth. Food has been scarce but I found a regular hunting ground that looks promising for future trips (kitchen.) The natives don't seem dangerous but they scream a lot and the smallest ,a female, seems very clingy. My communication attempts with the natives have failed over these last few days as they will not do anything I ask of them and at times become quite belligerent. For now I am giving them their space while I try to fish for food in a frozen lake at the outskirts of a chilly field I call "laundry room." According to my latest phone transmissions I have access to Laszlo's car,he left me a spare key on my key chain. However I have a dilemma, the chief of the natives,Paul, has informed me that I must take him and his brothers and sister with me if I want to make it out of here alive. But of-course that means I will eventually need to bring them home.......

SHOCKING

 As many of you know I suffer from frequent debilitating headaches.Well today I inadvertantly found a cure......Shocking yourself with a screwed up wall plug in,LOL! My head was pounding,the kids had written all over my freshly painted walls with wood putty and spackle. I was thouroghly irritated,my head was pounding and my BP was spiking. I saw that the kids had also plugged all the electronic devices they could find into two wall sockets in one room. I began unplugging them all when one got kinda stuck. I yanked it out in time to feel that ever familiar sensation of shock running up my arm. I let it go and moved about my business when moments later I realized my headache was completely gone......Shocking,I know. :)

Let me make this Perfectly Clear

  I am only one human being. If I can't cater to your every need in every single way maybe it's because I'm dealing with my children's need's first. Just because I am not meeting your needs doesn't mean I don't care it simply means I don't have time left in my schedule for you,sorry. If I forget something that you asked of me it's probably because I was BUSY. If I forget something do me a favor and don't rake me over the coals, I most likely have already dealt with 15 meltdowns by mid morning..I don't need another meltdown to deal with from you. Quite frankly my children and my sanity are more important than you.

If Only

  I am having a horrible day...BOO- HISS! I woke up with a horrible tooth ache. TO be clear I do brush 2-3 times a day,2 minutes at a time and I floss and rinse once a day everyday. Now that I have that cleared up I have to admit that I have had horrible teeth since I got my first tooth. For most of my life I've been told by multiple dentist and hygienist that I need to brush more,longer,that I need to floss more regularly etc etc etc. I finally went to a dentist just over three years ago that said let's look into your issues more deeply. They looked for "bugs"...ie; gingivitis etc. and found nothing,no joke. In fact I was told I have very healthy gums. When those came back clear they started to look at my enamel and found that it was not normal. I wasn't insured long enough to get a formal diagnosis but the dentist at the time told me that he strongly believes that for whatever reason my enamel never formed correctly. According to him it started when I was growing in my mothers womb....interesting. I guess that my enamel is very thick in some areas and very thin in others and a few teeth have next to no enamel on them at all.

  My biggest nightmare,quite litterly, my whole life was having all my teeth fall out. I never had much in the way of self esteem issues until I had kids and my tooth decay accelerated something crazy. It's like watching my worst nightmares come to life before my eyes and there is nothing I can do about it. Not to mention when people hear about what is going on with me they automatically ask "Why don't you go get them fixed?" TO which I respond, "If I had 5-10 grand I would go get them fixed." Dentist don't take payments anymore and the insurance in our area has not been the best but I recently found one that may work out. I am so sad today, all I ever wanted was to have a nice smile. I want to be able to actually show teeth in pictures. I want to be able to tell people"sure" when asked to give a big smile for pictures.

  After having children my body changed just like many other women's bodies do. I took the change in stride and rather enjoy where I am at physically. The only thing that has forever bugged me are my teeth. I feel like if I could just have a pretty smile it would change so many things for me,maybe I'm wrong to feel that way but I can't help it.

  All of that aside I now have no insurance though I am now looking into getting some, I have no money till payday and my husband had to use my vehicle for work today. Not to mention I am behind on some artwork. No beuno. Troy has been having meltdown after meltdown for the last two weeks. I am shot, I don't know how much more I can take, seriously........ughhhhh.

Reality's a Wormhole

Struggling today. I have so much to be thankful for but at times I have a hard time fighting off the feeling of loneliness.

Emma-isms

       Actual word                              Emma-ism

• Muffin                                    Muppin
• Car                                        Tar
• Cookie                                   Tookie
  
  The following words cannot be repeated due to the fact that when she says them they come out as swear words.
• Kitty
• Frog
• shirt
• fort