Archery @ MindSay 
Wow has it been a week! Well almost! I spent one night home Sunday night from our Fourth of July Camping Trip before I headed to Ponca for another camping trip! I know some of this is going to be a repeat of an old blog get over it!:P
It looks like I am back for one night. I get one last day to myself (cleaning and doing laundry) before I go pick up my kids from Goodwill Camp. I really could care less if it is a Christian Based Camp. It isn't a Bible Camp and it isn't a full on Church Camp. I am worried about my kids to tell the truth. Okay I am more worried about Coltin then DeLaney but I am still worried about DeLaney! No News is Good News is the theory in our family. Since I haven't heard anything, Randy hasn't heard anything, and my parents havent' heard anything, all is well!
Thursday the 3rd of July was a busy day of packing for camping. Then lets add to that shall we! Coltin and DeLaney were staying out of my hair by playing outside with the dog, the cats, and riding their bikes! I was taking some down time before I had to get real busy by reading emails and on the computer! All of a sudden Coltin comes pounding into the house screaming "MOM! Mamma! Mommy! I fell off my bike! My hand hurts!" DeLaney is in the kitchen getting into something and then follows him upstairs. I run half way down the stairs to meet Coltin.
His left palm is tore up! Bleeding and full of gravel and dirt! Not to mention some wood peices! I grab his hand, a dirty jam jam top of DeLaney's off the steps and place over his hand and lift it over his head and then haul him like a sack of taters down the stairs to the kitchen! I uncover his hand and it is still bleeding but I cleaned up enough with the jam jam top that I can see a good chunk is scraped, cut, and raw. I tell him to take a deep breath and breath in via his nose and out his mouth and shove his hand under luke warm water and wash that hand up with dawn dish soap, hollered to DeLaney to get my saline solution off the sink. I also told him no screaming in my ear! He can cry all he wants but if he jerks his hand from my grasp or screams one bit it is going to be worse then what it actually is! He listened thankfully. DeLaney thankfully had the first aid kit ready for me (that is what she was doing in the kitchen when Coltin ran upstairs). I get his hand cleaned up, the majority of the dirt, gravel and wood out and see that we can see fat at the base of his palm were the chunk is cut out of it! GREAT! The hand's skin is so thin anyway and he cut it deep. A trip to the doctor the day we leave for camping!
I call our doctor and talked to his nurse. Sue (doc's nurse) thankfully said to just bring him in, no point in racking up an ER bill and doc was slow that afternoon. It still took us 2 hours to get out of there. Poor Coltin had to soak his hand in antiseptic solution for a half hour and then the doctor had to come look at it. Doc decieded that it was pretty dirty still and had Sue resoak his hand for another half hour. And you know they take forever coming in and out of the room between things! Doctor wasn't going to put any stitches in just glue the flap of skin over since the other half of the wound was scraped up; until he found out we were going camping and then Coltin was going to Camp for a week when we got back. So Coltin ended up in the Official Stitches and Staples Club of our family at age 8! DeLaney entered into that club at 5 with staples in her head!
Once we got home, Randy pulled in and we got on the road to camping! Then we had issues with the Ford. The fucked over rebuilt dodge or Driver Returns on Foot vechile! I HATE Fords! We ended up turning around and loading up my busted up van and Randy's work truck. After that we had a grand time of camping over the 4th of July! Coltin managed to get to go swimming once that weekend. Having Grandma and Auntie as RNs, Daddy an ex EMT/First Responder, and Mommy and Uncle with First Aid Knowledge the boy's hand was covered and water proof!
Anyway, I dropped the kids off at Goodwill Camp at 7 in the moring on Monday the 7th, ended up having coffee with one of my cousin's (her boy was going to Camp also!) and then I came home and busted ass on laundry from the weekend! I finally got packed up and on the road at 4:30 PM for MY camping trip! I had a blast even though my hubby showed up on Monday and Tuesday nights!:P
The plan was for me to go cold turkey smoking since I would have the week to myself. Wrong! Randy didn't want to be home by himself (but I get to be home by myself all the time when he is gone!) That is okay. Monday we just hung around the camp site because it was too late to go fishing and we were on the Northwest corner of the park in the Reserve only camp ground. Tuesday while Randy was working, I took the Tomahawk class! That was a blast! I so want a tomahawk and Randy to build me a target! He said he will do that for me this fall! We got to learn how to hold it proper and throw it properally. We also were told how to hit the target and what to step if we were to far or back or ifit hit a certain way! Randy and I feasted on Steak, coal baked taters, and chips for our supper and then we went fishing. The area of the Mighty Mo we were on is NOT channeled (part of the National River Rec area), boy we learned real fast fishing there was different then fishing in the river up at the damm where it is channeled! We caught nothing that night but that is okay.
Wensday, I went to the archary class and got hit on by the Park Worker teaching it. So scrawny and so blonde! Randy isn't even that blonde! Not bad looking just not my type! Made me feel good though. Oh by the way, I was about the only adult to take the tomahawk and archary class, but I still had fun. Wensday afternoon, I went kayaking on the back waters of the Mighty Mo! OH MY GODS! I want a kayak! That was soooooooooooooo much fun! We didn't go straight into the river but into the back waters! Calmer, not as deep (you roll out you can stand up in some places!) and the current was pretty much none existant unless you were near one of the sandbars leading out to the river! I told Randy he had to buy me two, two man kayaks now! And 1 one man kayak so I can go with out him and the kids! He laughed his ass off! After kayaking, I went back to camp, let the dog out of the tent, made myself an early dinner, cleaned up some of the tent site, and loading up the van with my fishing gear. The girl teaching our kayaking class showed a few of us some of the newer trails that lead down to the river and back waters for better fishing! I fished from 5 pm till 8 pm! I only caught a White Bass but they were nibbling all evening long! It was great! I released the fish, since Randy wasn't staying that night and I dont' eat fish!
I got home yesterday afternoon. Before I came home though, I got my rear windshield fixed, hung out with a friend for the day and when I got home I cleaned up my dinning room. Today I am picking up the rest of the house, getting it spot less and running to my new Wally World ..........Dollar General! I pick my kids up at 6 pm tonight and sometime today I find out if I am picking my nephew up today or tomorrow. Regardless I get two nights home before I head out to Western NE to play softball mom for my neice! We will be back Sunday afternoon (depending on how well my neice's team does in what they call state -it is jr olympics).
I'll eventually post pictures and add lil bits of information here and there! But for now my rambling post is done!
At the end of the summer.... I got some devastating news:
Friend found out he has cancer and has 6 months to live.
Another one was in a car accident and his right leg was amputated.
Took me sometime to accept all that and get on with my life...
Back to blogging Life....
Why is it so hard to believe that I do archery at my free time, can't I have healthy hobbies too?
Why pick on me when u do not believe something that other people say they do? What do you care what I do anyway? Bastard.
I give up being nice and kind to them. I quit. What is the point anyway, I make an effort to be nice and kind to you and then you suddenly snapped and you walk all over me. Fine! Be nasty then, do what you like and I'll do what I like ------- to you too. But then I feel bad.
Haven't people got morals? Probably not the same level as I do. Am so fed up with the world (of adults) Although I am over 18 already... Ok, my parent's generation then... shit.. they really piss me off. Forget about being GOOD.
I snapped my tendon of my right pinky during Christmas, it's end is bent at an akward angle. It's now living in this itchy cast which is supposed to force it to straighten out. I am not too sure if it will be deformed for this day on, but the doctor did tell me not to take the cast off at any time, and never to move or bend the finger.. .. a bit tricky when I am asleep, and the bloody cast slips off everynight, and I stratched my back/neck/ all over not-knowingly... and snapped! Woken up by Sharp pain.... I wonder how the pinky is (if ever) going to heal itself.
I know you all must me asking how I did it? --- Not going to make up anything fancy or heroic, the truth... drying myself with a very large heavy wet towel. And it just snapped. Didn't feel a thing at the time, maybe just some numbness, 20 minutes later, it had no feeling, and i was not able to bend it back. I tried snapping it back --- I know... STUPID. Probably tore more off.
Then, I thought, do I go to ER now? or will it snap back to it's normal position in the morning?
Looked up on the internet and it's called mellet finger. Went to the ER in HK, which was completely useless. The doc on duty did not even do a Xray, he told me to go home and get some sleep. No cream, no pain killers, no cast, no case, no X-ray?????? Give me a pck of antibiotics instead, how wacky is that??? Went home with antibiotics, chucked it to one side and went to bad. WOKE up with SHARP pain the next morning which is Christmas morning!!! SHit..
and mom rushed me to the hospital again, demanded to see a proper doc/ a specialist... Mad mama was waving her credit card and yelling at the nurses... "If my daughter's finger is deformed becasue of your hospital's misconduct!!! You can be sure that I will take your establishment and your ER irresponsible doc to ground zero... .. if my daughter can't play the piano in the future, I will hold you all responsible, I WANT TO SEE A SPECIALIST, and I want to see him NOW."
There was no one at the waiting room so it was not too embarrassing, and I got to jump the queue to see the specialist....
Anyway.. that was what happened, now I am letting you in on the fact that loosing the function of your pinky is really inconvenient. I have serious trouble signing bills, writing, scratching, masturbating, packing, cooking, cutting, spreading "stuffs" on bread with knife, taking a shower (must not get finger wet). The doc told me not to wash my had, but use those antiseptic gel instead, I thought I heard him wrong, especially after SARS (epidemic explosion in HK awhile ago). I cannot not wash hands. In fact, I must wash my hands many times a day.
It has to stay in a cast for 12 weeks. Many more itchy days to go.
(A quick lesson on names: adding -san after a name is polite and used constantly among people of equal status, except in the case of familiar friends. There are a number of these name tags that you need to know to avoid offending people.)
I’ve joined Temple’s kidou club—kidou is Japanese-style archery. We have to learn and practice it in the sitting style, for a variety of different reasons.
First of all, the standing style is very ritualized and takes a much longer time to learn to do, as well as to actually do with any effect. The sitting style is much more relaxed, safer and, well, more fun. Also, as we have to do this indoors, the sitting style is actually the only style we can do—the bow is taller than I am, and would be through the ceiling if held properly.
All told, it’s really difficult to get the hang of holding the bow and nocking the arrow without dropping something if you’re not used to it at all. I actually managed to shoot an arrow into the wall on one of my first tries. There’s a fair bit of draw weight on those big bows, and you have to draw it with only two fingers. If you unlock your elbow, it’s game over. Also, that armband I’m wearing is not a bracer: it’s there to protect my arm from the bow string striking it on the follow through. It hurts.
However, once you do get the hang of it, it’s way fun, especially when you get a line of archers shooting together. I got a couple of bull’s eyes on my first night. This style of archery, believe it or not, is also good for exercising the upper body, and improving your balance and concentration. I may get a bow and some arrows once I get back to the states and keep up with it.
"Her dappled puma strode at her heel, growling as it sensed the presence of a foe. The puma’s jowls slowly peeled back and revealed a set of ivory fangs, as sharp as the sun cutting through a stretch of sinister clouds. The ranger stopped and crouched, her leather armor creaking, accommodating the simple movement. She drew her bow, slowly and deliberately, the air shuddering around her with the taint of magic."
Heck yeah. If that doesn't hook you and reel you in I don't know what will XD
I did a little archery practice, to see if I was still any good.
Not bad for a white boy. But now I need some more arrows.
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