And this week was just that. Mania. I think I lost it on more than one occasion. My positive stay strong attitude is starting to wear thin... Good thing we only have... oh I don't know... 67 days left until graduation. Kind of freaking that we don't have a job yet... But let's not dwell on that shall we...
Instead I'll share with you what we did this week. First I did something I'll never every do again. Grow out my leg hairs.
So I could wax them at home. Big mistake. BIG. I only did one section. And it started out looking like this.
And by the end of the day it ended up looking like this when it was all said and done.
Yep. I'm just saying. I won't ever use this again. Nope. Never. Maybe for my eyebrows but I'm steering clear of my legs and pits. Not even going there. Ever again. I'll stick to shaving.

And then I visited the dermatologist. If you ever want to have a very awkward encounter. Read on and repeat immediately. I had two reasons for going in. One was to have some warts removed. Well. Only one ended up actually being a wart, the other things (I have no idea what he really called them) are that. Just things. He said, "not that I'm referring to you, or meaning that you are aging early, but you usually get things like this in your forties." Hm. Thanks. That makes me feel great! But that wasn't the awkward part. I have had moles removed in the past, and I needed a few checked out. Because, I'm quit the moley person. And skin cancer runs rapid in my genes. So the first two checked out okay. The dermatologist walked in (after the pre-person got me ready and asked what I was there for) and so did the pre-person. He looked at what I thought were warts, told me only one was. Then he asked about the moles. So he started with the first. Got his eye things out and examined it and touched it and said, Yep. It's okay. You don't need to worry about it but it is one we need to watch. Okay. So he moved on to mole number two. And did the same thing. He then sat in the chair in the room and went on like a twenty minute rampage about sunscreen and what kind I should by and what kind I shouldn't buy. What was classic is that he was making it so awkward, and was obviously stalling because he had checked my papers and new why I was in, and where the third mole was that I needed checked. I have a mole. Down there. Who cares? Obviously he thought it was awkward. And made it extremely more awkward by stalling. So he finally checks it. And it goes something like this. He hurries and looks, like he might just make a bomb go off. Doesn't bother to examine it or touch it or do anything like he did on the other ones. Then his reply. Yep, it's good. We see things like that all the time. Really? I thought. Then why are you so weird about it? Yep, one awkward dermatologist visit later... I got this souvenir.

I should have taken a before picture, I know. It was just a teeny tiny wart. That got burned off. Which felt like heaven by the way. Oh my gosh. Does that hurt. Please note. This may gross you out so if it does... Close your eyes... and skip a few photo's. If not... please continue. After it was burned off it just kept getting bigger.
So I popped it. I had to. I couldn't resist. It was so gross.
Maybe I should have just kept the wart. Seriously.
Then it filled right back up.
So I popped it again. And again. And again. And again. And again. For two days. I kept popping it.
Then it went all crazy on me. And that is what it currently looks like. I've never got so much attention in my life. Because everyone is staring at my finger. I just say it's a wart. I got it burned off right when I see them glancing that way. It's kind of getting annoying. Dumb wart. Go away.
Okay. I'm done being gross. I've been sewing like crazy for my craft show on Friday and Saturday and Monday. I've still got a lot to do, but I'll get it done. I've been making capes and of course my three boys each snagged one up. Ledger has been wearing his non-stop. A few nights ago he even fell asleep in it. So darn cute. I love when they LOVE stuff I make.
And yes. He's wearing leg warmers on his arms. It's just not worth the battle. I let him wear what he wants. He even tried to sneak out the door for church in his cape and eye mask. But grandpa stopped him dead in his tracks.
Then Thursday my middle son, Rylek turned six. My boys are getting so old. I can't even believe it! We spent the day at my sister in law's house after having an emotional morning because my brother and his wife left to move to Florida. Rylek's an emotional guy what can I say. He wouldn't let me bring his presents. I forgot their swim stuff and ice cream. It was just one of those mornings.
And I'm glad I could spend the day focused on Rylek and not getting stuff done for my craft show. Although I needed the time, I needed the break as well!
Thanks Michelle, for letting us crash at your house! You made Rylek's day so special!!!
And for some reason my camera... well... it didn't want a picture of Rylek blowing out his candles. Dang. There's always a first for everything... Not sure why the camera did this.
Then Uncle Alex gave him his birthday spankings... and carried him around the room so everyone else could too!
Rylek's request was to have a three tiered cherry cake with 6 cherries on the top. Next year buddy, when we have a home, a daddy and a life. This year. He picked out a whopper from the store!
And then all the cousins played a classic game of chutes and ladders. Poor Gramie. All the mom's new better to duck out of that never ending game...
The next day he opened his gifts and we hung out at home.
Don't you love that we include my husband in everything via skype on this very laptop. It's pathetic really. It's like we have a virtual daddy! But it's better than nothing~! And it's amazing we can even do that. So I guess I won't complain.
I Love you reg and hope you had a fabulous birthday.
The rest of the week, I'm choosing not to document. Because it was horrific. Full of time outs, being sworn at by my eight year old who thinks he is seventeen. Being hung up on. Being so mad. Wanting to throw in the towel. That it's just best this way. Thank heavens for church yesterday. It brought me back to reality and helped me refocus. Because I was ready to climb into a hole and give up. It's always what I need. Now bring on this super extra busy week, my craft show... And then bring on the summer! Finally it will begin for me. I can't wait to have nothing to do, unless I want to do it! And I have alot of projects I can't wait to work on and share with you!!! And I have alot of fun activities planned for me and the kids! So hang in there with me... One more week... one more week! And then bring on the FUN.