High school survey

Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school! The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be!!

1. Did you date someone from your school? Yes, Josh Geske. 2. Did you win anything in Senior's Who's Who? no. 3. What kind of car did you drive? a older than dirt Toyota Cressida, seriously it was old...aka "Crusty". 4. It's Friday night...where r u? Probably Leslie Meyer's house 5. Were you a party animal? no 6. Were you considered a flirt? no 7. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? yes, I was in the marching band from 8th grade until junior year, when "Bernie" kicked me out after I had an appendectomy and couldn't attend practice...she was a biatch. 8. Were you a nerd? I'm sure some considered me a nerd, especially since I was in the marching band. 9. Did you get suspended/expelled? no way. i was a good kid. 10. Can you sing the fight song? Oh yeah, I know every word! 11. Who were your favorite teachers? Mr. Dougan and Mrs. Barnett 12. Where did you sit during lunch? Geez, I really can't remember... 13.What was your school's full name? North High School 14. School mascot? Huskies!! 15. Did you go to Homecoming and who with? I don't think Homecoming was as big of a deal at our school as it was at others, everybody just went with friends. 16. If you could go back and do it again, would you? yeah, I would definitely change a lot of things. 17.What do you remember most about graduation? My family screaming when my name was announced and being so happy to finally be done. 18. Where did you go senior skip day? We had two I believe, and one of those was spent working, and I can't remember what I did with the other one, probably just slept. 19 Were you in any clubs? Yes, HOSA and marching band/Huskettes. 20. Have u gained some weight since then? Good lord have I, too much to be truthful. 21. Who was your Senior prom date? Brad McManaway, it was lastn minute and I didn't really want to go. 22. Are you planning on going to your 10 year reunion? Heck no, no one from my class went to the 5 year. 23. Who was your home room teacher? Mr. Dougan and he was awesome!! 24. Do you still talk to people from school? On the computer, not really in person...a lot to do with #20.

I am obsessed with this show. I have never seen such cute kids, and Jon and Kate (parents) are so wonderful with them. I think they way they parent them is great. I hope that when (and if) I ever have children that I am able to be such a great parent...I also hope that my children get along as well as these 8 do, they have their share of arguments and whatnot, but they are so close to each other. The show really is heartwarming. My fiancee says he doesn't like the show, he claims the parents are like kindergarten teachers and that no one is ever as nice as they seem to be, but I believe deep down he likes the show. I guess he wouldn't be a man if he claimed to like it, right?

Random thoughts

I wonder why, when perusing blogs on the infamous "Blogger" there are so many foreign blogs. This is very cool, don't get me wrong, but I can't read these. Can we post more American blogs and less foreign language blogs, unless they are translated. Maybe I'm just too nosy and shouldn't be perusing through the blogs. I can't help it, I love reading different blogs. They are so interesting to me for some reason, I especially love reading pregnant/new mom blogs...I think there is nothing more amazing than childbirth.

HELP

Hello all, that is if anyone is reading this...I need help!! How do you add the blogs that you like to read on the side of my blog??? I promise I am not computer illiterate, but I am having trouble figuring this blogger stuff out...if anyone is out there and reading this, can you help me???

Life goes by too quickly

So yesterday was the semi-state game for high school baseball. Seth did great in the first game. They played Indy Cathedral and pulled out the win. It was an exciting game and Seth pitched for most of it. The second game started at 8 and it was against Decatur. In between the games we watched the news to see what they would play since there were 3 stations that filmed the whole thing. As suspected they showed the highlights and one station even interviewed Seth. I can't remember which one it was that interviewed the coach, who is an asshole, and made a snide comment about an error that Seth supposedly caused...I still don't know what he was talking about being an error. Needless to say the second game didn't go so well. Both Bill and I had a feeling coach wouldn't let Seth play, since he so publicly was disgusted with him causing an error. Our fears were for good reason-Seth didn't get to play any of his final high school baseball game. Harrison didn't win either, they lost by one point. He actually did get up to bat at one point, but someone else caused the final out of the inning, squashing his bat time. It was pitiful to watch Seth shake his head and walk to the dug-out. What kind of a coach would do that to a senior? What if after every time coach messed up he couldn't coach in the next game? It would be different if Seth was just an average player, but the boy pitched a fair share of games all season and was an outstanding batter. He was very upset last night, not so much at not getting to play (I don't think he realizes what really happened or that coach said he made an error-he believes he didn't get to play due to pitching earlier and having a sore arm) as to having his baseball career come to an end. He is attending Indiana University in August and is unsure of whether or not he will play baseball for them. The boy loves baseball and has played his whole life. I think he is having a hard time with moving into the next phase of his life. And I surely don't know where time went, it seems like only yesterday he was at Plaza Park Middle School. It really makes me feel so old, it has only been 8 years since I graduated but it doesn't feel like it. It definitely makes me have BOTB--baby on the brain, I can't imagine having a house with no kids, and I ain't getting any younger.

a not so good wake up call

So this has been bothering me ever since it happened and I can't seem to get it out of my head...maybe blogging about it will help clear it out of my head. This happened about a week or so ago...
It's 2 AM and the boyfriends cell phone goes off. I was having trouble falling asleep so I was just laying in bed counting sheep. The first thought was "Oh @#$#", because we all know that a middle of the night phone call is never good (unless its a drunk dial, which I gladly would have taken over the call we did receive). However, since the bf is a doctor a middle of the night call is not all that uncommon. Turns out it was a patient of his and I was finally able to breathe again. The last time I got a call in the wee hours it was about my dad, who had fallen (sober) walking to his car from Metropolis and broke/dislocated his right foot-not the worse injury possible but the clincher is that he had driven himself (broken RIGHT ankle and all) to Evansville and Deaconess Hospitals ER before asking anyone for help. He ended up having to have surgery and pins and plates put in...but anywhoo, I'm off the subject. I was thankful that it wasn't my family or stepson but a little irritated at being disturbed (felt like &&^$ later for being irritated at all).
So this guy, we'll call him bo, had recently lost his son to suicide and therefore was frieking out because his daughter was in a BAD accident and he was at the hospital but no one would tell him anything. All he wanted was to know about his daughter. At first I thought this guy was being ridiculous for calling a family phsician to call the hospital and try to find out info on something he was so clueless about So the bf calls the hospital to find out the status of the girl, which ended up being just bumped and bruised and didn't require surgery. It wasn't until an hour later that we discovered just how bad the accident was. There were 6 kids driving home after having been at an under 21 night club and were met with another car full of road ragers (I suspect there is more to the story plot here, not sure if they had gotten in a spat at the club or what, but it was more than just a random road rager). After tailgating and some name calling the road ragers pulled in front of the car and slammed on their brakes, causing the innocent car to swerve and hit the guardrail on the opposite side of the road. This gets pretty graphic, so beware. The passenger in the front was not wearing his seat belt and was ejected from the car, impaling his head on the guardrail. This guy was the girls bf. After the girl got out from the car she naturally ran to him. She attempted to move his head and his brains began spilling out of his head. He was NOT dead on impact, he was able to talk and asked his girl to please help him and not let him die but sadly he passed shortly after that. Hearing screams from the car the girl runs to the driver, only to be greeted with one of his legs laying in the road. This boy (driver) had been in a previous accident and had to go through 18 surgeries to fix his leg--naturally he lost his "good" leg that night. Needless to say, this girl was traumatized. She was doing great physically but was emotionally gone. She never saw her bf alive again. The driver escaped with only the loss of a limb, but has since been charged with vehicular homicide, which is absolutely ridiculous. The girl is doing relatively well given the circumstances.
Sorry to post such a horror story but it has haunted me from day 1 and made me feel horrible for even thinking of being mad at the father orginally. Makes me very grateful to be alive with no disabilities. My heart goes out to the victims and their families. The other car has not been caught, I believe, but I hope that they are decent human beings and will come forward for causing such a tragedy. IF they don't I hope they are slowly eaten alive with guilt. May they rot in hell.

And so it begins...

I've finally succumbed to the world of blogging. I find now that I am not working I am by myself almost all of the time, and I really need a way of getting my thoughts, feelings, emotions out-so I might as well blog about it. I was never one for journals and diary's so I hope this will be better for me and that I stick with it! Now when I have insomnia I will blog instead of spending useless hours browsing the web. I will post more later, just wanted to get the ball rolling.