Stuff That Makes Us Hillarys: Too much information....

...in the beginning...

We are the Hillary family. I can't actually claim all of us to be Hillarys, we've meshed with the Stimpsons, the Doxstaders, the Merrimans, and the Lowreys - but the more you hang around us the more we kind of rub off on you, and poof - you become a Hillary. Which, after reading some of the things that we do might sound like a pretty frightening thing. The disclaimer is that I cannot embarrass any of my children, and I promised. Then I uncrossed my fingers. We love the following people in our family.... Del & Nicole, Matt & Bethany & Drew, Em, and the Noahman Ashley & Mike and Baby Mackadamia and soon to be..., Mandy & Ryan, J-man and Dimples, and Ryan and Katie - yes we own two Ryans! Not pictured: Zoey the German Shephard, Opi the newly adopted puppy, BG & Baby Red the Macaws (the latter two Zoey would eat if put in the same picture). Welcome to our Blog. Don't take us too seriously.... life is meant to have a never ending, bottomless tub of buttered popcorn and laughter.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Too much information....

Ok - so the other day I was going on about a 9 1/2 hour day with not much sleep, and a shift that had started early in the morning. I went to the restroom, and while 'spending time there' put my elbows on my knees and my chin on my hands and well, dozed off. 'Bout 10 minutes later I woke up and my legs had fallen asleep! No feeling from the waist down. I couldn't stand up! I started laughing - there was no way out of this! Then when the feeling started going back into my feet and that awful tingly-burn feeling started up I started to cry! Needless to say - I was concerned about this experience! (and hoping that no one would come through the door about then) So now - I have to set the alarm clock on my phone when I'm in the restroom!!!!! And to think that I think that my children are wierd? Two thoughts - (more TMI) - My mom taught me to always wear clean underwear - didn't think it meant 'because someone might have to pull them for you", and #2 (no pun intended) You CAN go from a laugh up to a melt down within minutes of each other! That really bad commercial comes to mind, "Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go!" Now where's my phone.... Sorry kids - I know I should be heavily medicated.