The rash is back.

When Cassidy was younger every October she’d get this rash all over her body. It actually looks like chicken pox. Little red bumps all over her body. She scratches till they scab then scratches some more. Every year I’d threaten to cut her fingers off and fear that she’d end up with some nasty infection in one of the bumps.

When we moved to San Jose and out of the Valley Full of Death Spores it stopped. October rolled around and I stocked up on Benadryl, Calamine, and sharp knives and it just… didn’t ever happen. The second year came and went and still nothing.

Then Monday at Star Wars she started scratching her arm. And scratching and scratching and scratching. At one point I took her out to go to the bathroom and washed them with cold water hoping that it would get her to STOP WITH THE SCRATCHING FOR THE LOVE OF YODA! It didn’t work.

I just now (note the time) got her to go to sleep. The bumps are all over her arms face neck and starting to appear on her legs. *sigh* I’m going to take her to the doctor tomorrow and hear the same thing I hear ever year. “What the hell is THAT!? Let’s give her Benadryl and see if it goes away.” Hopefully the school doesn’t have a cow. Twice when she was in preschool they told me she HAD to have chicken pox and sent her home and it’s really frustrating because I can’t blame really them for being cautions. Well, in my lunatic mind I can but I’m trying to be reasonable here.

The worst part is it really was easier to get her not to scratch when she was younger and she actually believed that I would cut her fingers off. Now… not so much.

The night was made much more pleasant by a call I got a few minutes ago saying that the girl that her Dad and Mary are always watching has strep throat and passed it on to Carrielee this weekend when they all played together. You’d think that her dad or Mary would have called to tell me this but that would be like asking for a child support payment after 14 months… ridiculous.

Weekend Recap

Ben just helped level me to 33. That’s my highest level toon. YAY! I’m getting closer to that elusive 50 mark. Ben has a level 50 character and after he got that one to 50 started another one that’s now 37. Yeah, I’m taking my sweet time. Thanks for the help M’Love.

I cleaned most of the day Saturday. The house was in need of some TLC and with Cassidy gone it’s MUCH easier to focus on getting that done.

Ben and I had dinner with Marie and her husband Keven that night and afterwards they came over and we talked and laughed late into the night. T’was much fun. The next day Marie and I had lunch and went shopping. T’was even more fun.

Cassisy came home yesterday. We both missed her but were glad to have a break for a few days.

We went to see Star Wars again this afternoon and this time took Cameron and Cassidy. She really seemed to like it. She’s loved the entire series almost as much as she loved the Lord of the Ring’s series. But LOtR seems to still be her favorite. Nobody can beat her Bilbo. Man, we are raising a complete GEEK.

And in conclusion, this week’s Unconscious Muttering:

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1. Crowd:: Stadium
2. Hamburger:: Fat
3. Choker:: Goth
4. Lights:: X-mas
5. Tinsel:: Ditto
6. Testament:: Bullshit
7. Best part of the day:: Bed/Cuddle time with The Benjamin
8. Election:: Vote
9. Clarinet:: Stefanie
10. Cake or death:: Cake. Chocolate, please.

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Ugh

I just drove half way to Bakersfield and back to take Cassidy to see her grandma Amber and Carrielee. The only thing I can equate that drive to is banging my head on a large piece of concrete over and over and over and over…

Especially when Cassidy wants to listen to HER iPod playlist!! Brat. I have that hideous Akon song Lonely stuck in my head and it WON’T GET THE EFF OUT!

Pencil + Nose x Sneeze = Blood

Marie called me today at work. When she got to the school to pick up the girls Cassidy had blood on the front of her shirt. She’d had a bloody nose. The teacher (substitute) could not give her a reason why. :< She had Cassidy get on the phone and this is what followed:

Cassidy: Hi Mommy.
Me: Hi, baby. What happened to your nose?
Cassidy: Aziz put a pencil up my nose and it made me sneeze and it bled.
Me: … … …
Me: What?!
Cassidy: Aziz put a pencil up my nose and it…
Me: Yes, I heard you. Why did you let him sitck a pencil up your nose, Cassidy?
Cassidy: I didn’t want him to!
Me: Cassidy, please don’t let people stick things up your nose.
Cassidy: Okay, momma.
Me: And don’t stick them up there yourself either.
Cassidy: Okay, momma.
Me: You are moving out as soon as you turn 18.
Cassidy: Okay, momma.
…
Cassidy: Can I go to the park now?

PMS: Confirmed

There was verbal confirmation of PMS last night. I have a boyfriend who is so honest yet so sweet and diplomatic all at the same time. He’s the only person I’ve ever known who can call me a lunatic with such finesse. He’s also a geek. Which makes him VERY desirable. And I don’t mean that in a cute wholesome way.

So for the record I am not responsible for anything I post in the next three to four days due to the above mentioned lunacy. I should make a PMS catagory.

Carry on.