With a Name Like That....

Whew - what a weekend. A long weekend, since Mark took Friday off! We got so much done around the yard - scratched ALMOST every project off the list that we generated - hmmmm....let's see, maybe just over a year ago? Now all we have to do is make a NEW list, with all the new projects that either a) created themselves out of the work we did this weekend, or b) popped into our heads as we cleared brush, tore down a dilapidated tree house in our woods, tore out more sod, cleaned the garage, planted grass where we took out stumps last week, made two trips to the dump (with 3/4 ton of crap from our yard and garage!!!) and did some more mulching around the pool and around the gardens. Let's see, anything else? Oh yeah - Mark washed up all my screens so they're ready to go in the windows....
A big thank you to my two little angels, who were very, very cooperative this weekend and allowed us to get so much done! When Matthew wasn't napping, he played contentedly in his play yard. He also got to run around the yard a little - but only under our watchful eyes. Jonathan actually helped us a little, but for the most part, created more work as he soaked himself with the hose and needed a complete outfit change one day, tracked in about a bushel of dirt every time he walked in the house and didn't take off his shoes, made endless requests for drinks and snacks at the most inopportune times....wait, didn't I say he actually helped? Well, yeah, he did, sort of. Let's just say we could do without his brand of help! Mostly he just hung out with us and said cute things.
On a different note, Matthew took a fall last week - and was bleeding like crazy from his mouth. We weren't sure if it was his lip, or a tooth, or what, but it stopped as quickly as it started and he seemed okay, so we didn't investigate it too hard. But a few days later - this would've probably been lunch on Thursday, I looked at him and noticed he had a blob of something in his mouth that didn't quite look like anything we'd eaten...then I realized it was his tongue - oh how gross. His tongue looked like it had a blob of raw hamburger on it...but it wasn't raw hamburger - it was a chunk of his tongue that he probably had gotten caught between his teeth as he fell! Yuck - we could hardly look at it! It wasn't affecting his eating or drinking, though - and although it bled a few more times, it has gotten a lot better and the tissue has really shrunken. My sister told me that type of injury is called an avulsion, and with the tongue there is really nothing you can do except watch it for infection...which we did, and luckily dodged a bullet. But just for fun, and to satisfy my curiousity, I googled "tongue avulsion" - came up with the name of....a rock group.

On that note, I'd better get started on my day. I wonder if any of the members of that group have actually seen, or ever even had a tongue avulsion. Kinda makes you wonder....what's next, Clogged Arteries? Ingrown Toenails? Oh, wait! Let's welcome our headliners this evening, the Infected Absesses! Is that redundant? You get my point.....