speeding tickets, election day and grape jelly

I can't believe Halloween was only a week ago. Last Wednesday I had to drop off snacks for a class party and do kindergarten pick up. I forgot the apple slices, and had to run back home (meaning, speed) and run back to the school. Around the corner the apple slices slid, I tried to reach over and stop them from falling, and right then a highway patrolman passed me. Hmm, let's see, speeding, swerving into the wrong lane and leaning over at the same time? Pull me over please and thank you!

He made me late for pick up, and I had to call the school and tell them I was getting pulled over (double wammy). But he was kind and I really got let go of a lot of things (note to self, print out insurance verification).  The apples survived the entire ordeal.

By Thursday morning the stress of halloween was gone, but the baptism was freaking me out. And I had to find time to squeeze in an hour run Friday and Saturday. I couldn't handle it anymore, and I'm ashamed to say, I tried to back out of the Ragnar. I had heard they had a runner who wanted in, so I thought, "hey! perfect timing!" We have a family reunion Saturday anyways, so it was a win, win.  Well, they actually didn't have a runner so I stuck with it. And had a great run I might add. I was excited to run with some really great ladies from our valley. A 2 day getaway laughing and running sounded awesome after the baptism stress was gone.

And then Saturday Rodney woke up in the middle of the night (which, knock on wood, never happens). I fumbled trying to reach the almond milk on the top shelf, and a glass jar of grape jelly (the big 32 ouncer) fell of the shelf and bounced right off of my second toe. Yes, it bounced. At the moment I was happy it didn't shatter, but then I felt the pain and almost said an extremely naughty word out loud. It hurt that badly. After I put Rodney down, I couldn't fall asleep. I took 2 tylenol and tried again. When I finally fell asleep I dreamt I was in full on labor. Like, transition contractions labor. Holy guacamole I was in pain, and I woke up realizing that 1. I was not in actual labor and 2. my toe hurt like the dickens.  What it did do was give the coolest bruise in the world, it was really fun to show to everyone. I was convinced it was just bruised because, c'mon? Grape Jelly?  Well, a few google i age searches later, scary thought, and ty and i agreed it needed a better looksie. It was identical to every "broken toe" picture. One X-ray later Concluded  that it was indeed, a nice little fracture right down the most distal bone. Hooray for me!  It doesn't hurt to walk, but it does throb by the end of the day. I don't really have time to RICE it until after the kids go to sleep, if you know what I mean.

The election, oh I have put off writing anything political on this blog. But we were very sad last night. Ty and I are both conservative Republicans, which today is the equivilant of saying I eat ethnic minority workers at planned parenthood for breakfast. Serously though, it is much more popular and accepted to be a liberal democrat. So ofcourse, this year we were hoping for a change in presidency. But alas, it didn't happen. I can't help but feeling an overwhelming sense of sadness that people voted for their own personal agendas rather than what is best for our country as a whole. Take it as it sounds, but that is how we feel. We will pray for President Obama nonetheless, and pray for our country.

Oh, and to top it all off Rodney found the largest scorpion I've ever seen in my hairdryer diffuser! And I was mean to the lady at the gas station counter.

So the week in a nutshell?
Don't speed.
Don't keep your grape jelly on your top shelf.
Don't have tile.
Be kind to everyone, except scorpions.

And don't hate people because they have a different political view or agenda than you do.