I don’t think that I am in the mood to do a Friday Wrap.
If I did, it would be filled to the brim with negativity and you all wouldn’t be able to get through it.
And, to be honest, either would I.

I went to my Doctor on Wednesday and, as I knew, there was no news. No good news, anyway.
The MRI came back normal and then my Doctor proceeded to order up a whole slew of new tests and referrals. He doesn’t want to conclude that my RSD has spread because, “Normally RSD doesn’t spread that way.” Meaning: RSD usually spreads up and around the affected limb. It normally doesn’t just jump to a whole other part of the body. But guess what? It does happen sometimes.

Now I get to go to a neurologist and possibly get a brain MRI and some nerve conductor tests.
Whatever. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that those tests will both come back normal. You know why? Because I am just that lucky. That’s why.

At this point I would welcome a finding in one of these tests. Even a horrible finding. At least THEN we would KNOW what is going on and how to treat it. I am sick of being the patient that is the mystery. I am sick of being the person that has the weird problems that no one can fix. I am sick of being the patient that is given up on. And I am SICK of being the person who is falling apart and no one can fix it.

I am soooo over all of this.
I am completely done.
Is it obvious?

Where have I been all week?
Actually, I have no flippin’ clue due to the massive haze that I’ve been floating around in all week… I guess you could say that I’ve been here and around… but not really.

I feel like I’ve been running around with my head cut off all while having arms that are swollen and KILLING me and a foot that has started turning PURPLE. AGAIN!!! (remember… it was only turning red after a few of the nerve blocks…) Do you know what the color purple means to me now? Pain. A lot more of it. So go ahead and read my Friday Wrap. You’ll see that I wasn’t exactly “taking it easy” like I should have been.

1. My niece Rebekah has been staying with me since last Saturday!!! I’ve only got two nieces so it is seriously SO cool when one of them is here to hang out with me. Rebekah is now 12… but I knew her best when she was a newborn and toddler.
   
   It has been great having her here and my kids have been occupied more than usual with building forts and throwing stuff around… but that’s ok because they had fun with her.
2. Miss Helene turned 3 this week and we had a big, fat, awesome Go Diego Go party! Not kidding when I said, “big”. We had 15 kids and 18 adults. That would be tha-HIRTY. three people at my house. It was absolutely in.sane. But seriously SO fun. I don’t know how those two things can coincide… but apparently they can and do. I have about one million pictures, but I’ll only show you a few. I promise.
   We did bubbles because Helene loves those.
   

   We did sidewalk chalk because, again, Helene loves those.
   

   I made the cake. Please don’t ask me how long that simple cake took me.
   

   Helene copped a ‘tude when everyone was singing to her. We don’t know why, but one could assume that she thought we all sounded bad.
   

   She quickly recovered to her normal self after the song
   and we all lived happily ever after.
   

3. I went and saw Hairspray with Holly and Rebekah last night. And I couldn’t believe it, because I didn’t expect it, but there were some movie-goers that were DRESSED UP like the characters. I know that crazy Harry Potter fans and Star Wars fans do the dress up thing… but I didn’t think Hairspray had that kind of following. Well, yeah. I was wrong. I thought the movie was really good and that John Travolta did a GREAT job at freaking me out with all of his transvestite-ness.
4. I went to a Harry Potter Midnight Magic Party last night with one of my truest friends, Ali.
   
   Some people, and I won’t name names here ~ahem!~, BAILED on me when it came time to go to the party. The freaking jerks. But my friend Ali stepped up and went with me so that I didn’t have to go alone or drag Tyson and the kids out with me. And guess what? Ali doesn’t even read the books. Now THAT is what I call a “real” friend. Anyhow. Going to the party was SO worth it. What with all of the people watching opportunities (umm.. the completely botched Voldemort costume comes to mind…), the chance to chat and chat uninterrupted with Al (alright… gossip a little bit…), and the fact that I got to go home with the much anticipated last installment of the Harry Potter series. Sure. I didn’t get home ’til about 2-ish in the morning… but like I said. It was fun and SO worth it.

And now, after this week of go go go, I am ready to lay down and read for however long it takes to put me asleep for, I don’t know, FOREVER. But given that this is Harry Potter that I’m reading… I’m thinking that I won’t be sleeping very much.

I am making a promise to myself.
And I’m going to do it publicly…
That means that I am freaking serious.

I will NEVER. EVER. enter another blog contest as long as I BLOG.
Even though both Patti-O and Gaby entered the contest so they could pass the buds on to me, I lost. And you know… I really, really wanted those freaking earbuds. I’ve never been lucky with random drawings or any other sort of random contest determiner…. And it seems that hasn’t changed.

Oh well. I’m not bitter. Nope. I’m not. No seriously. I’m not.
I mean, I just won a freaking blog award, right? So what do I have to complain about?
NOTHING! So I’m going to move on.

On Saturday our neighbor was watering his “lawn” in his tighty whiteys.
That’s right. This time he wasn’t just outside in them. He was outside and watering his FRONT “lawn” in them. And guess what? I’ve got pictures! Courtesy of Tyson.
*CAUTION* Don’t look at the pictures if you don’t want to gag.
Alright. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

THIS, my webternet friends, is the view from SIMON’s. ROOM.
Gah. I seriously do not know what is going on with the next door.

At this point I just want him to put some pants on.
That’s all.

*Oh yeah. Harry Potter was SO. GREAT and “Kelly’s Pie” is served FROZEN.*

So. How was your week? Mine, overall, was really GREAT!
Guess what I get to do tonight? Ummm… I only get to go see Harry Potter. Which is the movie that I have been geekily waiting for since the last Harry Potter movie came out. And, yeah. I bought advanced tickets. Because I am just that cool.

1. I’ve had two readers de-lurk this week. I love it when people de-lurk! I don’t expect people to comment on here… but I do like to know who is reading this drivel sometimes. So. Kim! Thanks for de-lurking and I hope you keep reading! And then there is the mysterious nominater. Melissa!!! Thanks so much for nominating me. As cheesy as blog awards can be, I still get a big warm fuzzy knowing that people like my site and/or other sites that I have designed. I think that you, Melissa, are the BEST! And to any other lurkers… Go ahead and lurk. Just pop in and let me know who you are sometime.
2. I’ve made two of these this week.
   
   That, my webternet friends, is my very complicated Kelly’s Pie. Why do I call it, “Kelly’s Pie”, when it is made of yogurt and cool whip? Because. It’s mine. I only share if I want to. And that is not often.
3. We bought Helene this guitar at a thrift store a few months ago and it only took her about two weeks to bash the thing all to heck and back. So this week I Gorilla glued the thing back together so that Helene could go back to being the rock star that she is.

4. I got THE. COOLEST picture in the ENTIRE world on Thursday.
   
   Yep. That’s Simon tiptoeing over the water’s surface….. (I’m SO hiding this picture from him when he’s a teenager. If I didn’t, then he probably would really think that he did walk on water!)
5. So I saved the worst part of my week for last. I got my MRI today and fortunately I made it through. I didn’t like it though and I did not relax at. all. while inside that small tube. The process took a half and hour and it was a long and freaking LOUD thirty minutes. I definitely do not want to have another one. Ever.

And now I have to go. Harry is waiting.

*Updated at the bottom*

Before I start the real post, let me tell you what Helene JUST said to me.
She was watching Curious George, who she loves. The Curious George show ended and I changed the channel so she could watch something else that she loves. She said, “I wah Kimeeus Gohge.” I said, “It’s over.” And she responded, very LOUDLY, with, “no IIII NOT!”, while shaking her head. This, my webternet friends, is just a small taste of what she’s like lately. (read: a LOT of FUN. Lots of it.)

Alright. Now for this Genius business.
About, I don’t know, FOREVER. ago Kateastrophe hooked my blog up with it’s second EVER award! And I am the biggest jerk of a blogger for ignoring it for so long. Sorry Kate!! See how I link you three times in the first paragraph of the real post? See???

I am SURE that I got this award by posting videos like this:

Well, today is the day that I find out if I’ve won the award for being the best looking on the internet. At the time of publishing this, the results are not yet in. I wanted to thank whoever nominated me and all that voted for me. However, I would like to know WHO did the nominating. If you could reveal yourself, that would be GREAT. I’ve got a button for you to put on your site… So seriously. Let me know who you are. Thanks.

One more thing before I go. I’ve had no takers on buying me those pink bejeweled earbuds. So. What about one of you buying me THIS:

I wear a women’s size LARGE according to them.
Wait wait. A large? Really?
But I work out……

So guess what?
It turns out that I won! Holy Moly, right?!!

Thanks again to all who voted! Thanks to Kailani for hosting the awards. And, to my anonymous nominators, THANKS A BILLION TRILLION MILLION! Please let me know who you are.

And, Tyson… I WON.
So pretty please can I get the shirt?

Before I begin… Did you vote?
Aww. Just kidding. I know you did.
Anyway….

So. I woke up this morning and could hardly move my hands.
Both of my arms were tingling and on fire with pain.
I. am so. OVER this. It hurts and I don’t know how much more I can take.

I’m going in for an MRI this Friday. Friday the thirteenth.
Now, I’m not a superstitious person… but I’m not happy about getting this test on that day.
When the nurse called me to schedule this appointment she asked me if I was claustrophobic. I answered, “No”, but in my head I thought, “…but I could be. Would that be a problem?” And guess what? I’m still wondering. And little by little I’m starting to get freaked about being inside a tube for an unknown amount of time.

But, do you want to know what freaks me out even more?
The results.
You just KNOW that they are going to come back with a big fat, “Umyeah. We don’t really see anything wrong…” Which means that my RSD has spread or something else freaky is going on that “they” won’t be able to cure.

It is unlikely that I will get the results until the end of this month, so I’ve got some time to stew about this.
Lucky me.

**On a completely unrelated topic….
Since I tend to be a glutton for punishment, I’ve entered yet another blog contest just so I can not win. I mean, I would LOVE to win… Just LOOK at those earbuds. They just SCREAM Nello. And they sure would come in handy while I’m trying to rehab my body at the gym….

So. Which one of you is going to buy them for me?