Sosuna-o-Lata

Well, I know I’m a googler, that’s a fact! I google everything and anything. When I have some sort of ailment, I google it.

After many trips to the beach this summer, I came home really itchy. My face itched, my arms, my hands and my chest. I must’ve been itchy because of the saltwater, right? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. I noticed it after attending a few cookouts as well. A coincidence? No. All in my head? I think not.

Today is the day I decided to google “itchy after sun” and “sun allergy”, after I sat at my daughter’s soccer game for 2 hours in the sun. I came home and couldn’t stop scratching my arms. I found a few articles on Sun Allergy. I decided that’s what I have. Now I have to lather up on the sunscreen, wear long sleeves, hold an umbrella and buy myself a hat.

Then I thought, that’s what my post will be about. I was declaring myself a “self-diagnoser” until I decided to google “diagnoser” to see if it was even a word. I came across this definition at Encyclopedia Dramatica.

Hmm…. interesting.

It’s that time of year again, what to be for Halloween? Last year was the first year I dressed up in costume as an adult and I have to admit, I looked pretty good. My costume was spot-on and everyone knew who I was supposed to be. There’s nothing worse at Halloween when someone asks “And who are you supposed to be?”.

This year, if I make plans and dress up, I’d like to make a couples costume. Whether it be with hubby or my girlfriend, with whom I went out with last year.

Have you given it any thought yet? What are you going out as? What should we be?

I’m on the left, can you guess who I was?

I called in sick today but I wasn’t really sick. I’m just sick of going to work every day. It’s not the job, it’s more the drive and getting ready to go. And let me tell you, it felt good to not have to do anything today.

I googled “calling in sick” and this is what I found. How to call in sick.

That’s pretty much how my call went.

Adam’s two front teeth couldn’t fall out fast enough for him. He was so anxious to leave them under his pillow to await a visit from the tooth fairy.

The first tooth came out, he placed it under his pillow and went to bed without any hesitation. The next morning, I woke him for school as I always do, and he immediately slipped his hand under his pillow and pulled out $2.00. His remark was “That’s it?!?”

Now, he’s six, what six year old complains about $2.00? I used to get a quarter, maybe two! I asked him, “What did you expect?” He responds “Five dollars!” I know all about inflation and the cost of living going up each year but five dollars a tooth?

This coming from a kid that used to think that if you had two pennies it was more money than one quarter!

I’d like to dedicate my very first blog post to my family.

In honor of them, I’m posting a couple recent pictures.

Here’s my oldest, Erin, on her first day of sixth grade.

My baby, Adam, on his first day of second grade, he’s such a boy!