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Wordless Wednesday: So Many Meds So Little Time



    21. You ask your CPA if bribe toys are tax deductible
    22. You correct the doctors spelling on the chemo meds
    23. You can read the doctors prescription word for word, and are asked to decipher it by the pharmacist
    24. You know medical terminology better than your family practitioner
    25. There are 4 new Mercedes in the doctors’ parking lot due to your child’s payments
    26. The pharmacy sends your family Christmas presents
    27. You get excited when there is a 15% off sale at the pharmacy
    28. The local needle program comes to your door
    29. You have a syringe in your purse and you’re not a diabetic
    30. You have more meds in your cupboard than food.



    11. Your new bathroom trash can has “Hazardous Waste” written on it (recycled sharps container)
    12. You can maneuver a double pole with six boxes and a kid riding, on a tour of the hospital, and make it back to the room before the low-battery alarm sounds and the kid has to pee
    13. You realize you’ve been home two weeks, and you’re still measuring I’s and O’s
    14. The nurses stop responding to the IV alarm, knowing you’ll fix it anyway
    15. Your child asks what’s for dinner, and you automatically reach for the bag of hyperal
    16. Your 2-year-old knows where all of the medical equipment goes, and how to use it
    17. Your child’s first word is a medical term
    18. You keep a bag packed at all times like your 9 1/2 months pregnant
    19. You can eat with one hand while you hold the barf bucket with the other
    20. Your child’s bedroom looks like a Toys R Us® store

Yard Sale

I want to go to BlogHer. But since tickets are like a kagillion dollars, I’m having a yard sale. I hate yard sales, they are way too much work, and you have to get up early. Two things I desperately hate, along with leukemia and chemo. I don’t like to haggle for shit, I say $1- you say ten cents sold to you because I don’t want to have to haul this crap back into the house with me.

The only highlight to me having to go though all my old junk is the Barbies. I had hundreds of Barbies and thousands of outfits for them, ***sigh*** I remember playing Barbies for hours on end, dressing them, cutting their hair, painting Kens feet black to look like he wore flip flops…memories…

Today was a very special day in the Kens house hold. In celebration of their adoption of Simone, they decided to take a new family portrait with the twins Celeste and Monet. Maybe I will keep these ones…

Meet the Kens! That’s Sven on the left and Freedrik on the right, their twin girls Celeste and Monet and the newest addition Simone. They are Austrian Olympic bronze medalists in the sport of curling; who live full-time in Croatia.

Please come to my yard sale, otherwise I may have to take the Kens family home with me. And those guys are bitches,they steal my shampoo and hog the hot water.