Good Times, Sad Times, Fun Times, Bad Times...

Wow! Have you ever just leafed through some of the blogs on Blogger? S-T-R-A-N-G-E!!!! Of course, someone coming upon my blog might think BOOOORRRRRIIIINNNNGGG, but I digress. HA!

First of all, my heart and prayers go out to my best friends, Tabitha and Tammy, and the rest of their family. They lost their grandmother - a very wonderful, beautiful, sweet woman - very unexpectedly on Sunday. I have been friends with them since 7th grade, and this loss is certainly felt in my heart as well. Tabitha and Tammy have had a rough year or so, and I just wanted to send all of my love to them today and let them know that I'm thinking of them.

In other news...of course, my repeat MRI is tomorrow. My goal is to work more after the test, so I'm going to ATTEMPT to not take any Valium. The results of that may just be disasterous - I'm just SOOOOOOOOO clausterphobic! My follow-up appointment will be on March 2nd - that's when I'll learn my fate...I mean, find out what the results are. If there are lesions found, I imagine my next step will be a Spinal Tap. If no lesions are found, I'm back at square one. This is one of those bittersweet things in life because while I do not WANT anything to be wrong with me, I know that there is, and so I only want answers and help now. It's not a matter of not wanting lesions to be found...it's a matter of wanting SOMETHING - ANYTHING to be found so that I can get treatment to feel better once and for all. Does that make any sense whatsoever?

In funny news, Mackenzie got new shoes. Why is this funny? Because she wants to wear them 24 hours a day! The first thing she does in the morning is get a bottle of milk. The second thing she does is run over and grab her shoes for us to put them on her. As soon as you put them on her, she starts doing this stomping kind of dance with her feet, and she just stares at her shoes. She loves them! I've never seen anything like it. Silly kid!

Maddie has been acting more and more grown up lately. She really cracks me up. On Saturday, I made her a hotdog and gave her some Chex Mix with it. She kept calling me "server girl" like I was her waitress. Anyway, I sat down across from her, and she looks at me seriously and says, "So tell me about yourself." I - CRACKED - UP. I made up some story about how I've been working too many hours on my feet, etc., and then I asked her to tell me about herself. She told me that she has lots of kids (I'm laughing...). I asked her if she had boys or girls and she says that she has 3 boys and 4 girls. (I'm laughing harder...) I asked her what their names were...she says, "Monna, Gonna, Connie, Ganafranamanga..." I didn't even hear the boys names because by this point, I had tears running down my face, I was laughing so hard. She was completely serious, too!

So later, I told her to tell her Daddy how many kids she had, and she said, "3 girls and 3 boys." I said, "Wait! You lost a girl somewhere along the way." She replies, "Oh, that was Angie...she fell in a hole."

That is my 3 year old, folks...no dull moments around my house! : )