Wanted....

Small island for 1, with beautiful beach access, housekeeping, room service, and total silence..

This last 2 weeks have done me in..

In no particular order...  

Things started on a downhill slide when Noah ruptured his ear drum 24 hours before the 3 biggest people left for their Monkey trip.  A night in the ER, a bag full of antibiotics, and assurances he could in fact ride the bus for hours to see monkeys..   Follow up appointment with the ENT, Noah has fluid behind his ear drum, and may need surgery.  To be determined in 3 months.. 

All 3 boys had to be dressed, pressed, and in the pediatricians office by 7:30 for overseas screenings. After seeing the Pedi, my gang of 3 and I headed up to dental for their signature.   They all passed... 

The 2 oldest boys had Terra Nova testing.  It went well, they were TIRED by the end of it.  Kim, Jackie and I spent hours on end cutting 1800 coupons out for cookies and Ice cream.  A small reward for the kids taking the Terra Nova test... 

2 trips to the dentist for me, 900 million more to go...  Did I mention I HATE the dentist.  Who grows up and decides they want to give people shots in the mouth?  These people can not be normal.    

Ian and I both had to see the Dr., and get out note signed saying we can live in Sasebo.  We passed.... I do have acid reflux, but apparently all I need is a never ending prescription of Zantac.  All will be well..

In Keeping with the our hospital/Dr theme Peyton has been running a fever of 103, for 5 days.  Dr. Pediatrician says it's a virus and will work it's self out..   Poor guy feels the worst at night, not sleeping well.  Up every 2 hours, tossing and turning... Brings back memories of having a new born in the house.  

Just for kicks, let's toss in that Ian had surgery yesterday.  He will be laid up for 5 days.  Dr. surgeon explained Ian can not do anything other then sit at a desk upon returning to work for 14 days.  YEAH RIGHT!!  He has a desk,  it even has a nice computer that sits on top.. (OK, as nice as the Navy will allow).  He is NEVER at it.  

Other then living at the hospital this last 2 weeks, I have been trying to get our paperwork in order for the move.   This means more then 1 trip to legal for POA's, Will updates, and other things that must be signed in triplicate.  

Scary Teenager has his first track meet this Saturday,  I HATE that I can not be there.  Someone must stay home and clean, cook, and nurse the big and little babies of the house.  

Noah will get a reprieve this weekend.  He is spending the night with J for a birthday celebration. ST and Noah both have birthdays this month.    (crap as I typed this I remember ST has a birthday party tonight and I have NOTHING for the party girl)... Hum, can I slip a 10 in an envelope and call it good?  What teenage girl doesn't want cash?   

Today after sleeping less then 2 hours I get to head back to he dentist.. I am having a deep cleaning on the left side, (the right was done a few days ago) and a filling replaced.   Race home to pass out medicine.  Run and pick up ST's track suit.  

And, now I have 3 requests for food... The tribe is chanting... Time to go..

So again I say... WANTED!!!!