Trojans Suck!

I'm psyched for the big game on Saturday! GO BRUINS!

Thanksgiving . . . . . . Who needs it?

(This is a pic of the kind of scorpion that stung me.) Sick, huh?

Ok, so Thanksgiving was a nightmare. We went to Arizona for the week and the night we got there, I was stung by a scorpion in our hotel room. Totally random! I was cold, so I went to put something on and the freakin' scorpion was hiding in my sweatshirt when I put it on, and it got me twice on my inner arm. It hurt like a &%*@%$ $*#$&@% . We had to go to the E.R. and I couldn't even walk because it affected my muscular system. The next day my body swelled up and it looked like I was punched in the face. After a couple of days, I was able to walk properly, so we went to this really cool place called Rawhide and it's like this really cool western ghost town with tons of stuff to do for kids. We were having a great time, (that should have tipped me off) until Dall started vomiting like a banshee. It was the night before Thanksgiving. Perfect, right? Then the next morning, Zoe starts in on the whole stomach bug deal which was great (as you can see by the picture below.) Then right before we go to my cousin's to eat, my nephew splits his upper chin open and has to go to the hospital. Mike and I take turns going to my cousin's to eat because someone had to stay with the kids. Mike and I decided we had enough and left that Friday morning. Dall was still sick on the way home so he had a little accident in the car. It was a beautiful thing. P.S. We're no longer celebrating Thanksgiving.

Mama always said "Ya mess with the bull. . . ya git the horns!"

That's gonna leave a mark!