Tampons

Ew, gross Whitney... I know, I know. You probably don't want to read any of this but hear me out. I don't know why I like these commercials so much but every time I see them.... I CRACK UP! Yes it is about tampons, but don't think about it. Just watch it and take it for what is worth. Kotex is changing up the way they advertise with these new commercials. Not your average tampon commercial!

Dog-a-tonic

I can't help it... My secret is out. I really like watching "The Girls Next Door". I really liked the original show with Holly, Bridget, and Kendra. I don't know why I like it. But for some reason I enjoy watching that show. It was on this show that I learned the phrase "Dogatonic".


The Girls Next Door - "Dogatonic"

Ellis Dee | MySpace Video

We have a little "Dogatonic" dog at our house. Little Bentley always goes dogatonic when we try to put him in his crate before we leave every morning. It is so funny!! A little sad, but funny!

So the next time you see a dog, all laid up and frightened... You can safely use the word "Dogatonic" as a descriptor or medical diagnosis. It's Legit. Please ignore the awful hair cut. I tried to disguise it with a bandanna.

 

  

  

  

 

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It was brought to my attention that you haven't been able to comment on my posts. I didn't know this and had a few settings the wrong way. It is all fixed now. So if you would like to make some comments to encourage my blogging, feel free! I didn't think anyone was reading my blog ;)

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Just another day in the life...

Oh my goodness. Sit back, relax, and let me entertain you for a minute. I caught my comforter on just a tad bit of fire last night. Now don't you go to thinking this post is about our special Valentines day or something.... I wish that that were the excuse. I am an idiot and can safely say I am not to be around anything that can cause danger past 10:00 at night. Let me set the scene. I have had quite the sinus infection/bronchitis/sickness the past week and a half. It's the kind of stuffy nose/chest congestion stuff that sticks with you forever and isn't bad enough to stay in bed but is enough to make you feel gross all day.

Just to help my case, I must say I was at my wits end. I couldn't handle my stopped up ears any longer. I had tried every medicine under the sun and wanted some relief. So I asked around and heard about the following product.

First of all. To enjoy this post you will need to understand the following product. Ear candling... As defined by Wikipedia:
Ear candling, also called ear coning or thermal-auricular therapy, is an alternative medicine practice claimed to improve general health and well-being by lighting one end of a hollow candle and placing the other end in the ear canal.

Looks totally bizarre right! I felt so weird while I was doing it. Like some kind of voodoo witchcraft something or another. My package came with four candles. So I thought I will do it Thursday night and Friday night. Thursday night went great. Clay was there to make sure my hair didn't catch on fire. We took all the precautionary measures. We were all "safe" about it. I felt like it didn't really make much of a difference but maybe it would help if I did it two consecutive nights.

So Friday night gets here and Clay is already in bed. So I think to myself (which very little thinking took place) "hum, I think I can do this by myself." I go and get a cup of water to trim the burned parts of the candle during the process and I make a nice little set up in bed next to Clay. Just to get some quick feedback incase my hair catches on fire or something. Once again... not much thinking going on on my part. So I get the flame going and I'm letting my ear smoke a candle cigar. I'm waiting... and waiting... I trim the end into a cup of water... I'm waiting, and waiting... Trim again... and on the third trim I though it is probably about time to put it out. But what I didn't realize was that one of my trimmings had missed the lovely cup of water I had prepared. Instead it had managed to find a nice flammable piece of comforter.

At this point I have fire coming out of my ear and can't do anything about the comforter until I handle the fire near my head. I wake Clay up.... before the flames did!! ... and he ran to get some water to throw on the comforter. I managed to safely extinguish the flames from my ear and help put out our comforter fire. Let me tell you. They aren't kidding when the tag on the comforter reads.. "Extremely flammable"


So now you ask yourself... Whitney, what in the world were you thinking. And to be honest, I have NO IDEA. There is not a single factor in this situation that would make you think, hum... I can see where she was coming from. Or.. well...I can see myself doing that... It is actually a thought process of someone who might be 3 years old.

First, Clay was laughing histerically at me once the flames were extinguished. I was so embarrased and mad at myself for being so incredibly stupid. Then Clay told me, "You better not have done that on purpose to go get that new comforter you were wanting." I actually didn't do it on purpose.... but now I might have a good excuse to go get that new one I've been wanting for a while.

Snow Bunny

I tell you what folks.. It's just a wintery snow wonderland in Northwest Arkansas. This small town southern girl just doesn't know what to do with herself. Oh, wait... I know... SEW!! Oh my goodness. I am a sewing machine. It's quite ridiculous. The dogs have butchered the house, dishes everywhere, dirty laundry staring at me.. but I somehow find the need to sew. It is at a much higher priority. Oh, good heavens!

I bought some really cute fonts and applique designs which currently can't be uploaded into my machine. So I am waiting patiently for my contact person at APEX designs to contact me again via email. I love prompt-ness!

Clay and I had a great weekend. Our Friday night consisted of a big ole trip to Wal-Mart. Oh my, when did that happen to us. Our big Friday night event is a trip to Wal-Mart. But you know what, I wouldn't have it any other way! Saturday I went shopping and topped of the evening with a lovely trip to eat dinner with some of my best friends.

We finally made it to church on Sunday. We have been such slackers lately. It was so nice to be back at church and trying out a new Sunday school group. We really enjoyed it. And of course... we ended the night with the Super Bowl. We weren't really pulling for anyone really. I was leaning more towards the Saints because they were the underdogs. We watched the game at The Sabatini's and I got to play with a lovely 3 month old all night! So much fun.

I have the privilege to work with an amazing crew. Sometimes I take it for granted...  What a great job that I have to work with so many special kids, incredible therapists, and office staff. I wish that you could just come into the clinic one afternoon and just watch everything going on. Every therapist and staff works SO HARD.  Every kid has a special story and journey. It is very motivating. I am reminded that I am not at work. I am part of their journey. And hopefully I am making that journey a little fun and a little easier.

A group from Children's Therapy Team will be going to the Ukraine again in April. 2 OT's, 2 PT's, 2 ST's, an adaptive equipment provider, and a trip coordinator will be loading up and headed to the big Ukraine to teach and and to help supply donated toys/equipment to different orphanages and hospitals. I recommend you go to http://thesummerfords.blogspot.com or http://hereslookingatus-avlove.blogspot.com because they just updated their blogs with information about the trip. It will make your heart feel warm and fuzzy! And for all you non-blogger people, just click their links on the right side of my page. You will see their Ukraine headings.

Well, enough of my corny ramblings. But that is what people say I do best. Happy Monday! 

Our Story 3-17-07

Clay and I met in college.. Funny story actually. I saw him about a year before we officially met. He came to an intramural basketball game to watch his sister play on the Delta Zeta Team 2. The Team "2" meant that this team was just out to have fun... Not really win the game. Just so happened that I was on the same team as his sister. I spotted him from across the court because he was a tall, good looking gentleman. I must say that I was extra goofy that night (cheering on the wrong end of the court instead of playing, laughing, pulling some LeBron James moves in slow motion) Enough to make him remember me! After the game, I asked Kaitlen (his sister) if that was her boyfriend. I didn't want to step on her territory. She said "No, that's my brother." I told her that I thought he was cute and she said we should meet.... But nothing happened. I went my own way to a social event that night and carried on about my business. About a year later, I ran into him at a back to school party. I recognized him and went to talk to him. He was so shy that he didn't get my number. So I wasn't going to let it stress me out. I pressed forward. Little did I know that a mutual friend saw us talking. She knew me... She knew him... and she secretly gave him my number. I didn't even know she did it. We never even talked about Clay to each other. But I must say that I am so thankful that she did it. We have been like bread and butter ever since the day he called me (which happened to be the next day)! So I am so very thankful for Sarah Van Bebber-Penny!!! So we "officially" met in August and started courting the end of August/September. He asked my parents in December if he could marry me and in April we were engaged. Wow-za! Talk about a love bug that bit us bad! Our 3 year anniversary is coming up in March so I am going to post some fun wedding pictures. We got married on St. Patrick's day. It was such a fun day. I was able to share that special day with so many people that I love. Friends and family make my heart feel special. These past three years have been full of lots of fun and lots of learning. I am so thankful to have such a sweet, caring husband. I don't know if I will be able to blog as much before our actual anniversary. (Thank  you snow for making me stay cooped up in the house!) There is a picture of a girl looking through a window below. That is a picture of Sarah. She is the one who gave Clay my number. I thought it was such a funny picture because she looks like such a matchmaker looking through the window. My photographer took it randomly and didn't even know she was the girl who made it happen. Such a funny picture to me.

The new "do"

My poor mother was terrified to hear that I was changing my hair color.... AGAIN. Especially when I said it was going to have some blonde and red in it... I could hear the fear in her voice. But I had a blast getting it done and love the results. I always love to change my hair up. I don't think it is too drastic. But here ya go mom! Hope you like it ;)