7 on the 7th

I was tagged here and here for the 7 Things meme. I'm going to chose 7 things I did this week.

1. Wednesday I went to the ER to get my ear looked at again. It turned out I didn't have an ear infection but I had this instead. The pain was awful and it felt like I had a screwdriver jammed into my ear! Sorry for the visual. You should have seen some of the pictures I googled of Ear fungus, not of screwdrivers in ears. Nasty stuff those ear germies. So thankfully I was given some good ear drops and I'm on the mend.

2. Tuesday I bought boots for me AND the boy. He outgrew his braces which meant he'd need new boots as well this year. I was highly dissappointed considering I'd just bought a new pair last year. I like to get two years worth of wear out of his things. Thankfully his winter jacket still fits this year. In the winter when everything goes on sale I'll be buying winter coats for us for the next year.

3. Wednesday I recieved a lovely package from themad1s who wanted to help me out with happy bright fabrics for Aaron's propeller quilt. I so love what she has written in her profile there, those two poems suit me so well.

4. I wouldn't say I have a drinking problem, but I will say I can't handle liquor when I do drink it. I make irresponsible choices and I fall back to old habits.(Extremely rare for the past 4 years.) After the weekend was over I was full of shame and sadness that I fell of the two wagons that I belong on: drinking in excess and the old habits one. What bothered me most is that even though I was inebriated I still had a young child in my care. Not my own because that's not okay with me at all. This little boy was my responsibility for the night. I did stop drinking once we came home, we ate like pigs and played wii, which helped to sober me up. This is not the first time. I feel sad that for the kids involved this is normal to them. It's not often it happens but it does. It made me sad because it is not acceptable behaviour for me deep down inside. I wouldn't do it with my own child so why this one? I sit and wonder who should take blame? Me or the parent of the child? I feel most of the blame because I am a smart woman and I know better!
I realize the trigger that started me drinking: I wasn't taking any time for myself that weekend and thus was feeling angry and self defeating by letting others make choices for me. (Watching the child, painting closets of apparentments, helping others when these people wouldn't help me in the same way.) I did realize this week that although I make mistakes people still like me anyway.
(I'm a wee bit nervous publishing this one! Please don't hate me, please don't hate me, please don't report me!)

5. Monday I went to the hospital with Aaron to see his pediatrician for a checkup. He's all well. On another note he was mistaken for a girl. Twice. I brought him home and gave him a hair trim but I can't bring myself to cut his hair short like a boy. It's not that I'm trying to turn Aaron into a girl or that I secretly long for a girl. (I am a girl and can't deal with myself! What would I do with another? Lol!)
I just like the scraggly look on Aaron. When I look back on his photos it's the ones when he had more hair that I find the cutest.
I just like boys with long hair! I grew up with two brothers who had long hair so it must have stuck with me.

6. Today I recieved in the mail my very first real credit card. Not a store credit card but a big one like regular folks. I was so giddy with excitement that I'm now the proud owner of a Mastercard. I put it to good use and went shopping online! My purchases were books.
This one. Because I just don't know what to do with my boy who intellectually falls into the preschooler range. Although upon recieving his last report card I learned that...he's knows all his alphabet can count to 50 or more, he's sociable, gaining physical strength, has friends, and participates in the classroom and he's reading at a beginner level.
This one. Same reason as the first book, but in this case to build more language skills. His language skills are less than 2 years old.
This one. Much needed in my case I think.
I love books and see myself ordering many, many books for crafts, parenting, betterment of myself and for fun.
Of course I will be responsible with my new card. I just feel so grown up and important all of a sudden.

7. You see that picture up there? Those 3 quilts were finally delivered to their recipients last Friday. Imagine my excitement when each of the three ladies fell in love with their little quilts made by me. Each one suits the new owner. The bird and baskets went to Lucinda. The four log cabins went to Sarah. And the little dutch girl went to Kim.