Like Amityville Horror

but without the cool poltergeists. I think we have had more freaky things that happen to us.... things that go wrong....continuously. It just isn't normal. I joke about living on an Indian burial ground...but I really think it has to be something like that. Either that or one of us has some really bad karma. Mike. Maybe one of us was someone really bad in history - too bad I don't believe in reincarnation - or could think of someone really evil off the top of my head that Mike could have been that I am suffering the consequences of now. Like Hitler or something. But Hitler wouldn't have had time to work himself up to a human yet. Wouldn't he still be a cockroach or something? Don't really know about those reincarnation beliefs.

Last Thursday I had this weevil looking tick in my hip. It must have been there since the previous Saturday (that's when I was out in the pasture looking at the apples and sand plums). It isn't that I don't bathe or anything, I just didn't notice. It was pretty small still when Mike pulled it out, so it must have been pretty tiny to start with. It was like an alien tick. I can't find anything like it on the internet. I had this area on my hip that was about 2/3 the size of a dime that was swollen like a blood blister, with a bruise all around that, then with a hard spot in the middle. It hurt for about a week.

I asked my doctor's nurse about it on Monday - when I went in one week early for my Hep B shot - and she said unless there were red streaks coming from it I would be okay. I hope she is right. Apparently I haven't told her about the Indian burial ground. Must remedy that. That whole day was a waste of time. There was that wasted trip, then I went to Wal-Mart to get a battery in my watch and they couldn't get the back off, so another wasted trip; then I went to Life Uniform to get a name tag for my $117 stethoscope - way across town - they were out. I stopped off at Quik Trip for a forbidden soda and went home. I shouldn't have it, but dang it, I deserved it.

This week has been a whirlwind. Between school for the kids, school for me, work for Mike, work for me, chores for everyone....we have just been busy. Oh yeah, and stupid Maggie killed one of our ducks. Mike is putting a fence in under our deck and we are moving the remaining duck up under the deck so that hopefully he can make friends with the remaining rabbit - it can happen. We are going to electrify the fence and then put an electric collar on Maggie. I rue, rue, I say, the day we got her. Meanwhile, Mike has spent EVERY STINKING MOMENT on his computer. He bought a new one. Oops. He bought parts to make a new one...and can't seem to get it working. Wouldn't it have been smarter to just buy a computer that was already together so you wouldn't spend a week trying to make it work? But that's just me.
I underestimated the amount of studying and how much information and work was involved in the EMT class. My apologies to everyone who has gone through the EMT class before. I really assumed with my superior intelligence (lol) that it would be easy. It is not easy. It is a lot of work. And right now I am not feeling smart. I feel old and stupid. I know I'm not, okay, maybe old, but not stupid. But, man I am feeling it.

I can't remember what else happened this week - it has been a long week and I have had a splitting headache through all of it. I hope next week is better. Hopefully the fact that it is a short one will help.

My parents came out today and Alexa talked us all into playing Attack Uno. We probably all needed the stress relief. We always laugh a lot when we play. It is a vicious little game. And we are all pretty mean to each other when we play...but in a fun, nice way.