So, I went ahead and turned it over to my insurance. So, it's pretty much over, and I'm mostly over it. But I do have his name, address and phone number, if I wasn't over it. *rubs hands together maniacally*
So, I almost had a fucking heart attack at work the other day. I nanny for 19 month old twin boys, who are just the most adorable things ever. So, on Tuesday, we're on our way out, which means we have to walk down the stairs to the garage. I usually let them walk down the stairs, and I walk in front of them, facing them and holding their hands when they need it. Well, on Tuesday, one of the boys, Matthew, decides he doesn't need to wait for me while I closed the door, and FALLS DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS. : And these aren't nice carpeted stairs. They're wooden, and there's cement at the bottom. I am freaking out. My first thought is "Do I call an ambulence or drive him to the hospital myself?" So I run down the stairs, and Matthew is screaming at the bottom. I pick him up, and my seocond thought is, "Oh no, maybe I shouldn't have moved him." He looks suprisingly okay, but I'm certain that any minute the blood while start gushing from his head, or that he's disconnected his shoulder or something. The only thing I see is a little blood in his mouth, like he bite his tongue or something. And while I'm making my check, he stops crying. And for Matthew to stop crying that quickly, even if it was only over a bloody lip, is surprising. He's usually more sensitive than that. But he was, like, totally okay. I continued to poke and prod, especially his head, but he seemed fine. I could not believe it. I was so happy. I thanked God. I would have died if something happened to him.
I told my husband about it later, and he's like, "Well you can laugh about it now, right?" Um, no. Not at all. I can have nightmares about it now.
But anyway, that car crap had me down, and now I'm better. Tomorrow is Halloween, and I love holidays. I get to see all kinds of kids dressed up at the school I work at (for my other job). And then party time. It should be fun.
P.S. Congratulations to my sister, (although she'll never see this) who just got accepted to UOP, a pretty prestigious private university.
And Happy Halloween!!!!!
So, I almost had a fucking heart attack at work the other day. I nanny for 19 month old twin boys, who are just the most adorable things ever. So, on Tuesday, we're on our way out, which means we have to walk down the stairs to the garage. I usually let them walk down the stairs, and I walk in front of them, facing them and holding their hands when they need it. Well, on Tuesday, one of the boys, Matthew, decides he doesn't need to wait for me while I closed the door, and FALLS DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS. : And these aren't nice carpeted stairs. They're wooden, and there's cement at the bottom. I am freaking out. My first thought is "Do I call an ambulence or drive him to the hospital myself?" So I run down the stairs, and Matthew is screaming at the bottom. I pick him up, and my seocond thought is, "Oh no, maybe I shouldn't have moved him." He looks suprisingly okay, but I'm certain that any minute the blood while start gushing from his head, or that he's disconnected his shoulder or something. The only thing I see is a little blood in his mouth, like he bite his tongue or something. And while I'm making my check, he stops crying. And for Matthew to stop crying that quickly, even if it was only over a bloody lip, is surprising. He's usually more sensitive than that. But he was, like, totally okay. I continued to poke and prod, especially his head, but he seemed fine. I could not believe it. I was so happy. I thanked God. I would have died if something happened to him.
I told my husband about it later, and he's like, "Well you can laugh about it now, right?" Um, no. Not at all. I can have nightmares about it now.
But anyway, that car crap had me down, and now I'm better. Tomorrow is Halloween, and I love holidays. I get to see all kinds of kids dressed up at the school I work at (for my other job). And then party time. It should be fun.
P.S. Congratulations to my sister, (although she'll never see this) who just got accepted to UOP, a pretty prestigious private university.
And Happy Halloween!!!!!
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h.s.
Nervous! I was so self conscious of us! I didn't want to scare you away!
How long have we been friends?:
Months now!
Tell me about one memory we share together:
Margaritas and juke boxes.
If we could spend a day together, what would we do?:
Swimming in the freezing cold SF rain!
Name your favorite thing about me:
Your ever changing hair.
Have we ever gotten in a fight? About what?:
Nope. We are pure LOVE!
Have we ever made out?:
NO! You're married!
Have we ever danced with each other?:
I don't know...yes? no?
Have you ever heard me sing?:
No. Sing for me.
Have you ever seen me drunk?:
No. You're so composed.
Do we have any inside jokes?:
I am a giant asshole. Thats everyones inside joke with me.
Have I ever offended you?:
No way jose!
What is something embarrassing that I've done?:
Nothing! You're too cute to be embarrassing!
What do I usually look like when you see me?:
Adorable!
What do I say all the time \ what's my catch phrase?:
I have no idea. But its probably said with a baby voice.
Do you think we will be friends in 5 years?:
Oh, I know it.
Has there been anything you wanted to tell me, but didn't?:
Well, there was this one time...no, I'm kidding.
What advice would you give me, in general?:
Have babies! So I can hold them!
Suggest a band or CD for me to listen to:
Sigur Ros!
Is there a song that reminds you of me? Which one?
When I was 17 by Sinatra because of that one night.
LOVE!