Field Tripping

Today was the day of BigBrother's(13) FFA contest that I had volunteered to be a taxi for. The entailed rising early while the sun was still asleep and making ourselves presentable. Can you tell that it was too freaking early for us to be posing for photos or did we pull it off? My eyes were still gummy when that photo was taken.

When BB is wearing his big boy shoes, he is as tall as me. I need to go crazy on him and beat him with a broom or something so he doesn't ever get the idea in his head that he could get the upper hand on me.

Tell me that he isn't shaping up to be a handsome fellow! Maybe I'm bit biased...


His team didn't win so they don't get to go to the state championship. It's being held in Orlando and that's only a half hour away but the kids would get to stay in a hotel for 5 days and they were all really wanting to do that. This is evil, but a tiny part of me, like .02 percent is glad they didn't win because I would have been a chaperone for that trip and I don't know that I could handle being "on" for 5 days. Next year - we'll all be ready next year!

Have I mentioned that I don't like being around people? Today was a test. On every other field trip thing that I've been on, the kids have been doing something that the chaperones were a part of but today it wasn't like that.

There were 2 other moms that drove and I sat with them. One of the women walked up to me and said in a very chipper tone, "I know that you have no idea who I am but I know all about you!". Turns out that she is best friends with our neighbor. (The neighbors that leave their little dog tied up outside all day and wouldn't let us cut down the tree of doom.) The ladies were very nice but all the chit-chat made my head spin. I went to the bathroom a lot.

I have a cold or my sinuses are rebelling on me or something. I've had a nice, phlegmy sounding cough for a couple of days and I had to get up and leave the auditorium a few times so my hacking wouldn't be heard over the kids' doing their thing. I think I pulled a muscle or something coughing because now when I cough, it feels like I'm being stabbed right under my ribcage.

This same thing happened a few years ago when I was sick. At the time, Sweety had a wild hair up his ass and was going to school to be a fireman and had just gotten his Emergency Medical Technician certification and told me that maybe I had coughed until a rib was broken and it had punctured my lung. (umm, nevermind that he gave me that nugget of medical advice as he was groggily waking up in the middle of the night because I was having a coughing seizure.) I took that to heart and trotted to the emergency room at 2 a.m. to have the doctor look at me like I was a hypochondriatic nutjob.

I was so tired when I got home today that I passed out on the couch with a chihuahua snugged in each armpit and a basset hound between my knees. I woke 2 hours later because my right armpit was burning. It was burning because Tiny Dog had licked off my antiperspirant and the first 2 layers of skin. Have you ever tasted antiperspirant? It makes your mouth all numb. Why would she want to do that to herself? I think she has a problem and needs an intervention and a trip to rehab.