We started potty training today. I haven’t ended up in the loony bin yet. That is all.

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that Peanut just screamed with glee when Barney came on? It is the first time she’s watched it in like six months, but I really hope my kid doesn’t become a Barney freak. Oh no, I’m starting to sing the songs around the house…AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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Well, my daughter is now a full-fledged member of Hicksville. She is missing a front tooth. My pretty little Peanut, my sweet little girl, will have no front tooth until she is like seven and her adult tooth comes in. She also has a huge swollen top lip. She looks like a turtle.

The strange thing is, she didn’t even fall down. She was already LYING on the floor in the family room in the basement. She was lying on her belly and WHAM, she just smacks her face into the floor. There was the second of shock and then screams of pain. I didn’t even notice she was bleeding right away. Then the blood just poured. I was covered, my husband was covered, she was covered, the couch was covered. After we cleaned her up, we wanted to take a look at the damage to her lip and lo and behold, her front tooth was gone. I found it on the floor, perfectly in tact.

We went to the emergency room and they couldn’t save her tooth. So now my baby is a Cleetus. At least she is okay, no stitches or anything. She’s having a hard time eating and drinking, but she’s in a good mood. I still feel horrible for her every time I look at her.

Anyone know how to get blood out of upholstery?

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****I had to change initials*****

When I heard about this I laughed and this image immediately came to mind:

Complete with internet gamer slang. The story was sent to me by my homey Anonymous Coworker 1 (AC1), but first I have to give you all a little background info (even though you may get a hint as to where I’m from, I’ll risk it). A few years ago there was a horrible fire in hometown that killed a lot of people. It was terribly tragic, but Grendel seems to think that any sort of reference to flames, fires, burning, etc. will conjure up images of this tragic event. Now this may have been true right after it happened, but this occurred YEARS ago. Still she freaks at the flames.

Now for the story: My homey, Anonymous Coworker 2 (AC2), was doing displays of new books and puts out one called The Fire. Grendel sees it on display and freaks. She goes on about how it is not appropriate and blah, blah, blah. Keep in mind that the fire in the book is a totally different kind of fire and no one dies or anything. Homies AC1 & AC2 decide it would be funny if the book shows up on display again. Grendel goes into another tizzy, now blaming the display on the new night shelver. AC1 & AC2 agree to display the book now and again to drive Grendel crazy because as AC1 said, “Passive-aggressive can go both ways, bitch.”

Way to go guys!

Don’t forget about that great display of bipolar disorder books!

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