Weddings and mushrooms and school.....oh my!

It's nearly 11 and I'm lying in bed, desiring sleep, but unable to make it happen. Several reasons behind that, most of which will be addressed in the following.

I'm halfway through the first week of insanity. And I'm still kickin - always a good sign. (By the way, this post is going to be a bit scattered, my apologies.) Today I had my first and biggest ATI. Thankfully, I passed, with a level 2. A little irked that I didn't get a level 3 (only missed it by about 3 questions), but glad I passed it regardless, after hearing from several of my friends who didn't. Check one thing off the list. After the test I went to lunch with a couple of my friends, Karianne and Jessica (ironically we went to Charlotte's, first time I've actually gotten food there). Then the three of us headed over to the Key Club, Jess and I stayed for about four hours. I'm surprised by how much I actually enjoy going there. It's hard to see how the people are, and to know how to respond to them, but at the same time they inevitably make me laugh like crazy. Not to mention I'm becoming quite the expert at Uno. Oh, the key club is an adult day care, for Alzheimer's patients. Some of them are in the earlier stages and can still communicate and function pretty well, but some of them are pretty advanced. It's hard, and makes me terrified to grow old. But that's a whole different topic.

I went home this weekend (it's looking like I'll be going home nearly every weekend for the next month or so), and it was pretty darned eventful. First thing - Jellybean had her calf. It was a super difficult birth, took a few hours, first with just her trying to push, then Brent trying to pull her, then eventually the vet coming out and hooking her up to some sort of contraption (mom compared it to a wench) which finally got her out. She's big. The next few days consisted of going out early mornings and later in the day to put the two of them together - Jellybean wouldn't feed the calf, kicked her and threw her across the pasture (I honestly can't blame her for not really liking the thing, I mean after the pain the calf caused her it had to be hard to have any fond feelings). But gradually she warmed up to her and they're now working fine. Phew.

The weekend was also, of course, wedding-filled. Thankfully the wedding invites are basically done, and I have to admit that though they were stressful, they went a lot smoother than I had anticipated. I meant to get pictures of all the things separate, before we started working on them, and then an after shot, but this is all I ended up getting. A little description though: everything was separate, needed work to be able to use it. Stacie and Brent ordered the brown paper pre-cut, but of course we ended up doing it differently than they had thought they would, so we had to re-cut it all. Everything was typed up on my computer (I've learned better how to align stuff, but I despise it. Terrible stuff for a perfectionist to attempt.) Then we had to cut all of them, all of the RSVP cards, all of the slits in the brown paper. Had to cut the ribbon to the right length, then cut a smaller piece off of the ribbon to tie around the middle of it, then tie all of them, straighten them, tuck each end in, and glue it. Then Stacie had to address all the envelopes, put on labels (which of course we printed out, don't get me started on the problems with those), put on stamps,  etc etc. Yeah. It was a lot of work. Stacie and Brent really did most of it though. Kind of happy we did it, it's really neat to look at them now, but it was an awful weekend for it.

 

Also this weekend I went mushroom hunting. Woot! Found 34 the first day, then a quick trip the next day got 5ish. It's the first time I've actually been able to go for about 5 years, and I loved it. Love the fact that I still know my woods like the back of my hand, though a lot has changed.


Unfortunately, there were some consequences to my trips in the woods, much of what's keeping me up now. Okay, so I realize that this is pretty much my own fault, but in all fairness I haven't got poison ivy since I was like 12. So naturally, I don't take much precautions to it, I see it and I know it's there, but it's just another weed to me. Yeah....something went wrong this time. I noticed an itchy line right under my lip (almost on it) on Sunday but didn't think much of it. But really, my lip? Come on mother nature. Cut me a break. Somehow whatever it is (I still don't want to believe it's poison ivy) has spread to my chest, my belly, my leg, my arms, etc. I was fine with it until I woke up with an itchy eye this morning....which has developed into itchy bumps right under my tear duct on my left eye that are driving me nuts and my right eye is starting to itch like crazy too. Unfortunately can't put any cala-whatever lotion on them. Meh. We'll see what happens.

Oh and it was my brother's birthday this weekend too. Happy birthday big brother :)










We didn't have a number 2 candle....so yeah, we made one out of paper. Then lit it on fire. And that's a Ritter's cake :)