In a nutshell it has been a busy week. Lets see.... Monday... oh, yeah... we went to see how much it would cost to replace the top on our stove. Of course it is the glass top type and it has a mysterious crack across the top. Four hundred and some dollars. Freakin wonderful. Whatever, we have to do it or buy a new stove, and in the meantime we can't use the stove, only the oven. So we bought a new crockpot and electric frying pan. And ate out. Tuesday was the meeting at the school with the psycologist. Here we thought it was the appt we have been waiting for over a year now for Karen. Turns out it was for Cameron. I guess they do this test at the beginning of Kindergarten called the Brigance. Kids his age should score between 40 and 50 (or 50 and 60 I can't remember which). Anyways he scored 6. They said "I think there is more than just a speech problem here." No shit, Sherlock. I could have told them that. So they want to do further testing and see if they can get him classified for further help. Right now he qualifies based on speech alone and that program ends at the end of Kindergarten. Wednesday was Cameron's birthday so we had Grandma over and cake and presents. Thursday James had his little trip to the hospital. I felt horrible making him go but I thought it was the right thing. They likely will not find anything in this eeg on Monday, and hopefully it will never happen again. Anyways while he was gone I called my dad. Turns out on Tuesday he had a little episode at work and they sent him for tests, he may have had a mild stroke or a very bad diabetic attack. And to top it off he and  my stepmom are getting back together... again. Friday Grandma came to get the kids. Cameron started the whole "I don't want to go, I want to stay home with you." and it breaks my heart every time. I think he had the start of a fever, which for him is not good. Especially because the one that all the kids I know have already had is very high and nasty. Yesterday was Saturday and I put the finishing touches on the halloween costumes. Finally today is Sunday and we can go get the kids. I promised Cameron he would be staying home next weekend. At this moment the cat is sitting on my lap and pawing my leg while licking my hand. (It probably smells like bacon from breakfast.) And I am ready for a nap.

I could go on and on about how my life sucks, today in particular, but that will only get me into trouble eventually. These things tend to come back and bite us in the butt, so I will bite my tounge and instead think of what I am thankful for. To start with, my husband and kids who love me back, sometimes too much. Sunny days and falling leaves. Green grass and a gentle breeze. That I have a house to live in and food to eat. And clothes to wear and a bed to sleep in. And my cats who always seem to know when you need company. That I have friends both at work and out of town. My sister who is taking me to Vegas in two years come hell or high water. That I had a good education and a good job. (I know alot of this is stuff we take for granted but some people just don't have them.) I am thankful that both my parents are still alive, that they have both beaten cancer... for now at least. I am thankful that my son only has epilepsy and isn't dying. That my daughter is as beautiful as she is. That I can read and write and add and subtract. That I have luxuries like a dishwasher and a microwave. That I can let my kids play outside in the yard... that I have a yard for them to play in. It is a shame that there is only one day of the year called Thanksgiving. We should think about what we are thankful for every day. Any of it could be gone in the blink of an eye.