Weekend whatnots.

Dang it, I should have took a camera. Nevertheless, me and the lady went up to Ken-tucky to see my folks and some friends. Here’s the highlights:

- We (me, best friend, his wife, their 2 and a half year old daughter) kicked a soccer ball around on a full-size trampoline. The daughter (Caitlin) was trying to get control of the soccer ball, so she could kick it off the trampoline, while the other three of us kinda played keep-away with her. One of the times, she managed to get it off the trampoline and my friend (Brad) tossed it back toward the trampoline, and it pops Caitlin right square in the middle of her forehead. Given the size of a two-year-old vs. a moving soccer ball, this of course knocks her right on her back, immediately. We all silently stare, seeing if she’s gonna think this was a happy thing or a bawl thing. She seems to smile so we burst out laughing. She sees us laughing, and precedes to laugh too. I want my daughter to be like that, too. Funny stuff.

- My Uvula was the size of 3 to 4 normal men’s uvulas. The Wikipedia, God bless it, informs me that this is uvulitis, which is kinda hard to say (go ahead, try and say it. I can wait…….. good job!). Anyway, it was making it sharply painful to swallow the entirety of our KY trip. Of course, now its monday, come back to work, and its fine. Stupid uvula.

- On the way home, we saw some growing grass fires right next to the highway, creating a decently large cloud of smoke. I called 911, and the lady was like “okay, we’ll send someone out there, thank you, click.” I can’t argue with her curtness, wasn’t exactly a medical emergency or a house burning down.

- Also on the way home, we stopped to see Emmuh because 1. she’s on the way home and 2. she’s awesome (much more importanter reason). On the way to Cartersville, we see a fire truck blare by, with lights on and everything. I immediately start screaming at it “THATS MY FIRE TRUCK. I CALLED IT. ITS MINE. I CALLED IT IN.” Poor Heather.

- On the way back from Emma’s, we saw a fire truck heading the opposite direction from earlier, with lights off. That was totally my fire truck again. It’s mine.

Anyway, the trip was good, overall. Heather blogged some about her experiences (sorry my shoulder is too high, snookums), and I imagine she will blog abit more about it soon.

Swollen uvula blog post - somehow, this guy’s blog post about his swollen uvula was linked off of wikipedia, and now has an INSANE number of comments. When I checked it Saturday, it had 601 comments. As of this morning, it’s up to 605. Feel free to drop in, or something. Additionally, his blog post is the first search result on google when searching for ’swollen uvula’. I’m so jealous.