Echo......Anyone there?

So I realize that I'm a horrible blog-reader/blog-commenter. This is not news to me. (I didn't always have this problem...it's a fairly recent thing....you know, since we had our computer die on us.)

But I have very little comments, and I'm feeling a little sad. :(

Maybe if I tell a funny anecdote then I will get the comments I crave.

Yesterday, I was in church with Steve and the boys. This IS news, usually Steve is working, or sleeping from working all night. It's actually really nice to have the man WITH me at church.

ANYWAY...

I had my first post-partum visit from my aunt. Yes, THAT aunt. Anyway, I really really wanted to wear my cute khaki skirt to church, and even thought for a MINUTE that it probably would be best for me to wait until next week, but I quickly dismissed this thought, thinking I had some protection, I was covered....

Well...

Just as sacrament meeting was ending, a kind friend, (you know who you are....THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!!!) leaned over and told me that I had a red spot on my skirt. I was MORTIFIED. I knew it was a possibility, but I didn't think it would happen.

Here's WHY I didn't think this would happen: I happen to subscribe to the bigger the better when it comes to protecting myself. I happen to wear (on a normal day) the Super Deluxe Over Night Maximum Extra protection. It is so long, that it covers EVERYTHING....well, I *thought* it did.

Apparently there was ONE spot...ONE....that wasn't quite covered.

I quickly handed off Jake to Steve and made a mad dash for home. Thankfully we only live around the corner from our church building, and we DROVE that day. I ran into the house and quickly changed into the navy skirt I SHOULD have worn to begin with.

*Note to Self: Don't wear light colored clothing if you KNOW your Auntie is visiting!*

Why Does This ALWAYS Seem To Happen??

Tonight, while having Family Home Evening with my family (parents, grandparents, and aunt's family) I was preparing to read a story to the group. I put the footstool in the middle of the floor (between my youngest brothers, who were laying on the floor, being bums...) and I felt the stool behind my legs as I slowly let gravity take effect. As I was "sitting" my brother calls out, "Dawnyel, don't sit...." But it was too late, I was past the point of no return....I ended up crashing to the floor. I'm in PAIN!! My tailbone was broken twice before this, so falling full-on weight is NOT the best for it. The pain is shooting up my back and I'm just feeling like this is only the beginning....tomorrow will be TORTURE!

As I mentioned, I've broken my ol' bum twice before. Once when I was 6 months pregnant with Cameron....I fell down some stairs in a fifth-wheel, not realizing they were there. It wasn't much fun AT ALL!

The first time I broke my tailbone?? I was at a scout pack meeting, just finishing doing the Watermelon cheer (yeah, I remember EXACTLY what I was doing....) and I went to sit down....and kept going and going until SPLAT...CRACK!! Who did that?? Why, the same brother who pulled the stool out from underneath his pregnant sister tonight!! That's TWO!! One more and you're toast kid!!

My Life Monday: Embarrassing Moments

Okay a few things before I do MLM.

• Had to take Cameron to a surgical center today for some pretty heavy duty dental work. They have to put him to sleep, because he just couldn't handle staying awake...easier....blah... So he had 3 teeth pulled (one of the teeth had the permanent one coming up underneath it...you can totally see it!) The one tooth had a root break off, and since you aren't supposed to bother new permanent teeth (according to the dentist) the root piece will have to work it's way out...kinda like a normal baby tooth would. Then he ended up getting another sterling silver crown (he grinds his teeth, and ground through a previous one!) Then he had 3 fillings. It wasn't as bad as I had expected, but it wasn't fun either!! We were there for the majority of the morning, and had to stay extra time because Cam was feeling nauseous (and DID throw up) and just wouldn't stay awake. Note to self: anesthesia makes Cameron nauseous...REMEMBER THIS!!
• Steve is doing marvelously! (Well, if you consider coughing his lungs out marvelous!) He was awake for most of the night last night, but he did get 3 consecutive hours of sleep!! It's not a huge step, but it's a good one! (And I've noticed he's been coughing less....thank heaven for blessings!)
• And Cameron is going to be getting his second sedated MRI next Tuesday. Mom and I are just now starting to get hotel accommodations ready...we're such the procrastinators!
• Oh, and ONE more thing...Dancing with the Stars is back!! YAY!! Mondays now have meaning again...since Heroes is on hiatus! (Poopy on those people who schedule big gaps between cliff hangers!! POO!) And I have a small connection to the show this time: the partner for Apollo Anton Ono is the niece of a man in my mom's ward. (Yeah, not a CLOSE connection, but I can say, "Hey!! I know that gal's uncle!")

Now that the pertinent information is done with...on with the show!

This week's topic is an embarrassing moment. GOSH!! Do I have to pick just ONE!? (hee hee)

Actually, I've had MANY moments in my life...if you ever want to get some dirt on me, just ask my friend Carrie, she's got a TON of stories!! And since she knows most of my embarrassing moments, I'll try to share two that she may not know!

The first one happened the summer I was engaged. My mom and I were getting ready to go to a women's fireside with Janice Kapp Perry. I was going to ask my mom some question, and I knew she was in her bathroom. Now my dad is a carpenter...therefore, he built (and is currently building) his house. Since he's been building the house, there is no door handles on my parents' master bathroom. I didn't think a thing about it, so I wandered into my mom's bathroom, thinking I could ask her the question, and leave. I got MORE than I bargained for! My dad was standing in the middle of the room STARK naked!! I got a view of EVERYTHING!! I immediately turned around, covered my peripheral vision, and went to the living room where I sat down and started silently singing Hymns.

A few minutes later my dad came out of his bathroom to find me on the couch. He was giggling and said, "Huh, you got an eyeful, did ya!?" (I can STILL hear his throat chuckle as he said this to me!!) The whole time he tried to talk to me I REFUSED to look him in the eye!! I mumbled something agreeable, and tried to think HAPPY thoughts!! (And when we went to the fireside, the stake president was on the stand, and I just knew that he could just look at me and know that I had just seen my dad naked...I just knew it!)

The second one just happened THIS week. I was talking with my neighbor. She and I are pretty good friends, and I had substituted in Primary for her and her husband. Her father-in-law is my landlord. So whenever I want to know what's going on with our building, I can talk to her. We started talking about how crappy my apartment is compared to most of the other apartments. I joked that we'd gladly move for a few weeks to get it upgraded. Usually what Gary (our landlord) will do is he'll wait for a family to move out of an apartment and he'll totally remodel the place...new flooring, new paint, new carpeting....

Anyway, she told me that they were currently putting a new floor into apartment #23, and she told me that the place was vacant, and I should just go down and see what they were doing. I got really excited, grabbed my shoes, grabbed Cameron and we were off.

We opened the door, and I noticed the basement door was open, and there was banging coming from the basement. I didn't want to be in there if someone else was too, so I started to grab Cameron's hand when he suddenly yelled out, "ANYBODY HERE!?"

Then an angry man's voice yelled back, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" It sounded like Gary, so I grabbed Cam's hand and we hurried to our van where we promptly left, and I counted to three in my head over and over and over!! I was just mortified!!

The next day I talked to Christy about it, and she was shocked. Gary hadn't been there, and even her HUSBAND told me that no one should have been there. They couldn't imagine someone doing that! Right now it's not so embarrassing, but at the time....ugh!