Hello everyone!! I have a weird thing in my chest cartilage called costochondritis. My chest has sharp pains every 20ish minutes that last like 3 seconds. I went to the doctor, (the only reason why I know the word costochondritis) and they said it sometimes occurs in kids. Since exercise sometimes triggers it, we think the costochondritis was triggered by us going bowling last night, since it started this morning. Luckily, it should go away within a few days.
The bad news is that it hurts and I have to ‘take it easy’ by not exercising a lot, put a warm beany thing on it, (in the non-Naomi world this is known as a warm compress) and taking Ibuprofen.
The good news is its not serious. The sorta convenient thing is I get to lounge around and read and hang out.
That is the epic ballad of my costochondritis. (I’ve been copy/pasting the word costochondritis. I got the spelling from google.) If it is a ballad, I guess this is…
I am sick. I’ve been sick since Sunday. I’m stuck at home with a fever, sore throat, chills, and chest irritation. We went to the doctor and did a strep test but it was negative.
I am so bored, so if anyone would post a comment, I’d reply.
The end. That’s the
oh so exiting Um, boring stuff I’m doing today. What fun! Not.
My mom’s blogging friend, Laura, alias The Cancer Assassin, has been having a really tough time lately. Laura has been in chemo for 20 months with a rare kind of cancer, stage 4 liver/bile duct cancer called cholangiocarcinoma. (Stage 4 is the most serious stage.) Her boyfriend just broke up with her because he was getting tired of their situation. She has ran out of money paying for the chemo and is very sick from it. She has recently moved into public housing and hates her apartment. Laura is living on ten dollars a day.
On Laura’s blog, she said that gift cards to Trader Joes, Whole Foods, Fred Meyer, Target, Costco, whatever, she can use any of these no matter if there is only $1 on it. If 100 people each sent in 10 dollars worth of gift cards, there would be 1,000 dollars. If 100 people sent in 15 dollars, there would be 1,500 dollars. Laura’s address is :
4400 NE Broadway #406
Portland OR 97213
I would appreciate it so much if you could send in an old gift card or some cash. (If it’s a gift card, make sure they have a store location in Portland.) I feel so bad for Laura because my mom had cancer. It was hard for her, even having a relatively controllable cancer, a loving family, and a nice home. I can’t imagine how hard it must be for Laura, living in a small, boring apartment, alone and barely having enough money to survive, all while battling for her life.
Thank you all so much for considering this. I think it would be so wonderful for Laura if she got support from complete strangers. If you could do one more thing, check out her blog. (I linked it above.)
Thank you, thank you, thank you. I cannot thank you enough.
First of all, thank you so much for all the sweet comments on my post ‘Not so Fun.’ I thought that you might want a follow up.
My dad is filling a police report today. My grandpa is a lawyer, and he says it probably won’t go to court. I will give you an update when I know more.
The cleaners were a married couple, and we think it was just the man who was stealing. The woman always seemed sweet, kind, and thoughtful of us, but the man was more quiet and seemed to have poor social skills. Not to say that everyone with poor social skills is a crook, but this guy was. Before they were fired, the lady who owns the company requested that they take a drug test. The woman did, and she was fine, but the man refused.
We have more evidence. My mom has been missing a silver necklace. It was small, but heavy. It would be so easy to slip it into a pocket without being noticed.
Again, thanks for your support. It made me so happy to go onto my blog and see all these comments and views. I’ve had 50 views on my post ‘Not so Fun’ alone and 100 views on my blog.
OK, the craziest thing happened. About a year ago, I had a coffee can of loose change and dollar bills in my closet, waiting to be deposited into the bank. It was about 40 dollars. A few weeks later, the entire can went missing. Because I am not known for my organizational skills, especially in my closet, my dad advised me to look more carefully. I looked everywhere, but I couldn’t find it anywhere. Since then, we’ve cleaned out my closet 3 times and organized my room 2 times. It seemed to have vanished.
A few months ago, my dad had a 20 dollar bill in his nightstand. He asked me if I had seen it in his drawer, and I said no, I didn’t know he kept money in there. He said that he normally didn’t, but he had it in there to pay me. He never found it.
My family has a set of silver kiddish cups. We got them from our grandparents. We all have one, my parents, my siblings, and me, and we use them every Shabbat. We use them Friday nights, and then my dad puts them away the next morning. A month or two ago, we were going to set the table for Shabbat when we couldn’t find my dad’s cup, my cup, and my brother’s cup! We searched all over our kitchen, but they weren’t there!
We have cleaning people who we really trust. They come every other Friday so our house will be clean for Shabbat. They seem to do the best job, and my parents really like them. They are a part of a business, and they have just been fired from the company. My parents had thought they were going to hire them individually. Every year at Christmastime, and sometimes other times, our family gave them generous bonuses for good service, even though my mom has been going through cancer treatment and we’ve had more medical bills because of that. (This is her blog, if you’re curious.)
My dad was working on solving the mystery of the lost cups when he decided to consider the cleaners as ‘suspects.’ We realized that the day we found the cups missing was the day after they came. The day the can of money went missing was the day after they came. The twenty dollar bill had been lost soon after they had came. Upon further interrogation, we discovered they had been fired from the company for silver theft.
It seemed pretty obvious that they had stolen all of that stuff. The lady who owns the cleaning company has graciously offered to pay the 40 dollars I lost. Sadly, it seems that the kiddish cups are 95% gone. I’m sad about that because I really liked my cup, but I’m glad they didn’t steal more. One person had thousands of dollars worth of silver stolen!
My parents feel so bad because they are very trusting and had no idea. They think that the cleaners are probably drug addicts, because people who are addicted to drugs often steal money to pay for drugs. That made me a tiny bit sorry for them, but not that much. I’m glad we figured out now, before we kept hiring them!
I have decided that because you are going to be reading my blog, you might want a more detailed idea of me. Because I want to make sure to use ‘internet safety,’ I will not be too specific.
The short story is that I am a tweenage girl who decided to start a blog. If you are satisfied with that, then you may stop reading. Otherwise, read on!
I am in middle school. I love Taylor Swift and will go crazy if I don’t listen to/sing her songs at least once every two days. Some of my hobbies are writing, reading, dancing, (especially ballet,) singing, acting, daydreaming, and now, blogging. My family consists of my mom, my dad, my younger sister, my younger brother, and my extremely fluffy, crazy, cuddly bichon frise.
Ta-da! now you know a little bit more about me!
As you may know, it’s the Rose Parade today. I love the Rose Parade a lot. So, I’m blogging and watching.
There was just a float by a pet food company with surfing dogs. There was a long pool with ‘waves’ and in it was a guy helping dogs get on surfboards. Then, the dogs would surf. The funny thing is that the dogs loved it.
There is a nice one about Thailand made by Dole. It is so beautiful. It has dancers from Thailand and Thai animals. I think it won something.
My brother and sister say that they love the surfing dogs best. What I really like is that it’s all made from flowers, seeds, and plants. It’s so cool how they can make animals look real. The detail is amazing.
I like commercials. So does my sister. Unfortunately, everyone else in my family hates them. So, we mute them. Sadly.
I’m going to stop blogging so I can watch the parade. Again, Happy New Year!!
Happy New Year! This year, I was allowed to stay up till midnight. At midnight, my parents, my sister, and I all went outside. My sister and I banged pots with spoons, (fun), ‘fenced’ with spoons (very fun), and listened to the fireworks while my parents sang ‘Auld Lang Syde.’
At about 12:02, My sister and I went outside with our dog so he could make his first pee of the new year. Our neighbors were having an extremely noisy party, and we were in a really good mood, so we yelled, “Happy New Year!” Then, we yelled the following:
- Happy 2012!
- Have a good new year!
- Merry New Year!
- Pleasant New Beginnings!
Did I mention I get silly when I’m tired? 😀
*Wow, 2012 sounds so futuristic. Although, it’s now. I wonder how many times I’ll write #-#-11 or January something th, 2011 before I get used to it?
Welcome to my awesome blog! (I hope it’s awesome.) I’m really exited that I now have a blog. Thanks to my Mom and my friend, both bloggers, for inspiring me.
I have never had a blog, so I might be a tiny bit confused. Thank you in advance for being patient.
YAY!!! I have a blog!