Happy Halloween!!

Happy Halloween from the Wiggs' house!!

A High Embarrassment Threshold

Yes, I think that I might have one of those. Case in point? Our Spirit Night at Chick-fil-A Monday night. No, I was not the cow but I was Minnie Mouse. Or as Melanie dubbed me "Loud Mouse". I told them I would post this pic and well...here it is. Me in all my Minnie Mouse glory. Hope you like it. And yes, the dress is poofy with tulle and stuff under the skirt. I promise!!

Nope, not embarrassed at all...Proud, proud, proud!

Here comes Halloween...

I guess there is something that I should have included on my "I've been tagged" post. It is a little known and wierd fact. Pretty much every Halloween since I was little, I get sick on Halloween. No, I'm not making it up. Its not always high fevers, vomiting, trip to the ER sick. But it usually involves a cold; sometimes with fever. Occasionally the good old GI infection. Well it looks like this year will be no exception. The headache and nausea has begun. I know you're thinking "well you are on a diet, maybe its carb withdrawal". And yes, you could be right. Signs do point in that direction. Then again it could be the "Ginnie's Halloween Curse"! muhwahhaha (that's evil laughter there for those who weren't sure if maybe the curse had resulted in the inability to spell words). Two days, I have two days to get to feeling better because I truly believe my children are going to want to trick-or-treat all night. No matter how cold, no matter how windy, no matter how sick. I think I better take some Vitamin C.

Uggghhh!

I just started back on my diet yesterday. And wouldn't you know it we had a Chick-fil-A spirit night last night. I was there for 3 hours and managed to resist the yummy, delicious goodness of a sandwich, coleslaw, fries and a sweet tea. It was quite tough. Although when you're dressed as Minnie Mouse (and I mean with the shoes people) and the dress is already big and poofy so you look like a red polka dotted whale, it makes it a wee little bit easier! Oh well, the end is worth it. Wish me luck and have a salad with me!!! ;-)

What's more surprising than a bday party not on your bday?

As I told y'all earlier, Andy spent his actual birthday at the Fall Festival being Super-Dad. He did not wear his cape because Edna Mode would not let him (a little Incredibles reference there!). We didn't really do anything to celebrate his day because we had so much going on and he kept saying "You don't need to do anything for my birthday...I don't need any presents...Its not a big deal". Well, when all the crazy dust had settled around here I realized that his birthday WAS a big deal and he DID need presents and we WERE going to do something for him. Whether he liked it or not! After much discussion with the girls (and how they kept it a secret I'll never know!) we decided we would have a special night for Daddy. We cooked him one of his favorite dinners, got him a Carvel ice cream cake and a couple of small presents. So we were all set when he came home from work.

As soon as he walked in the door, Belle starts going "Hey Dad, its not a big deal night. Nothing going on." Of course Hayden and I are going "heeheehee isn't she cute?!" (at least that's what I was saying). Andy looked a little perplexed but he lives in a house with 3 girls and he has learned to just nod and smile a lot; God love him. Long story short we managed not to give it away until the very end of dinner when he said "I'm done." And two little spoons shot down onto the table with such force that there may be dents in the table and two little mouths go "Us too!" Dishes have never been cleared so fast. Andy is still looking perplexed and now even a little concerned; had his children and wife lost their minds? Of course that all meant that I was done too, because the girls were in the freezer at this point, pulling out the cake saying "nothing is going on Daddy, but you should close your eyes". They're very subtle those two! Needless to say when we started singing Happy Birthday (Hayden finally took her hands off his eyes) he was surprised and I'd like to think a little misty-eyed. But that could have been Hayden poking him in the eye, who knows. Anyway, I've decided that I like this "Nothing says surprise birthday party like having a party when its not your birthday". Who knows when I might strike next!?!?!?

I was tagged....

I was tagged by Shalina and Suzanne so I guess I doubly have to do this! I'm a little behind but I think that's probably okay. So here goes, 7 facts you may not know about me.

1: My Mom tried to teach me to drive a stick shift when I was first learning to drive. We spent more time giggling and stalling than anything. So the way that I really learned how to drive a stick shift was when I needed/wanted to get to a friend's house one day and my Mom was at work and the only car at the house was the stick shift. She told me to be careful and good luck! It was actually kind of funny because I did a lot of stalling, cussing, laughing, maybe a little crying and a normally 20 minute trip took me 1 1/2 hours. I kid you not.

2: I wanted to be a vet when I was growing up (which is funny because that is what Belle wants to be now) and was emphatic that I would NEVER be a nurse. I even went to Auburn to go to vet school. At the time I worked in the summers at a vet clinic. One afternoon I was squatted down starting an IV on a Chow (evil, evil dogs) and he came at me and almost bit my face. I decided then and there that I DID NOT want to be a vet.

3: I got into nursing school one week before classes were going to start. As previously mentioned I was never going to be a nurse. I graduated from Auburn and was planning on going to Physical Therapy school. Worked at a clinic and totally nixed that idea. I was working at a doctor's office and was tired of what I was doing. On a whim I started calling nursing schools to see what I would need to do to apply. I had realized at this point that nursing was the perfect career if I wanted to have kids because it gave me schedule options. Never say never! Anyway, I called Emory and started talking with the Dean of Nursing who asked me "Could you start classes next week?" The answer was "Heck yeah!" and the rest is history.

4: My husband and I would love to own a huge piece of property and have a working farm raising horses and cows. Shocked ya on that one, right? I know it will never happen but it is a dream of ours.

5: It took me a full summer to learn how to water ski. Sad but true. My parents took me out many, many, many times that summer and pulled me around many, many, many parts of Lake Lanier. I think my mind couldn't quite get over that I had to let the boat pull me up. I wanted to stand up once the boat started and then fight to stay up. Apparently I still do it that way. Or at least I did until I blew out my knee. I haven't skied since. I keep thinking about trying it again and then get worried about my knee. For some reason I had this silly song that I kept singing the whole time I was trying to get up, "Running Bear Loved Little White Dove". And no, it wasn't a Prince song. I'm not even sure how I knew this song or if I had even heard any of the rest of it. Bizarre! I'll have to see if I can find it online to share with you because I know you're dying to hear it! I think I got so much water up my nose and other various places that I probably lowered the lake a few feet that summer.

6: I tore my ACL in my left knee playing soccer and had to have surgery when I was 28. The sad part (as if the whole thing wasn't sad?) was that it was a pick up game because the team we were supposed to be playing didn't show up. I was defending a girl and was behind her, my foot was set and got caught in the astroturf (it was indoor soccer) and when she pushed against me my whole body moved but my foot didn't. Pain, suffering and agony. I had an MRI on the night before Thanksgiving that showed the tear. I had surgery a few months later. Thank goodness for my Mom who let me stay at their house and gave me an intercom so that I could call when I had to go to the bathroom or turn over at night!

7: I went to the Governor's Honors Program the summer after my junior year in English with a minor in Drama. Hey! Maybe that's where my kids get it!! Anyway, I was nominated by my English teacher and had to submit an essay for an application. I was accepted and spent my summer down in Valdosta at the GHP program.

Okay, there you have it. Seven things you may or may not have known about me. I don't know 7 people that blog if you take away all the people who have already been tagged or have tagged me sooooo... I'm tagging Hayley and Christy.

I love weddings!

My friends Holley and Josh got married tonight. It was beautiful. There were candles everywhere. Of course my oldest thought that meant she was supposed to try to blow every candle out. I had to walk around behind her with a lighter relighting all the ones she blew out. The good news is at a wedding someone always has a lighter. Not sure why, but its true. And if they hadn't? Instead of throwing rice we lit candles and lined the path on their way out of the reception and into the limo. It was very pretty and my little pyro children loved it! Next to the candles? A whole basketful of lighters! They must have known my kids would be the candle blowing champions of 2008!

Me and Holley

At every ER person's wedding we always get a picture of all the guests that are ER employees. This time it was decided that we did not want a posed picture. I'm not sure if it was really what Holley had in mind, but it definitely is different!