Matt's about to hit the road for another trip. I'm about this close (pinched fingers a fraction of an inch apart) from packing up the kids and going with him! This morning sickness stuff is really getting to me and I don't know how I am going to manage w/o him here in the mornings to help me get through!
Thankfully, Wednesday is a busy day with church activities after school... so I'll be able to handle that day pretty well, especially since Matt won't leave until after he drops Maegan at school in the morning. It's Thursday and Friday that are going to be a bit crazy. And that doesn't even include worrying about him driving alone from Richmond to Atlanta!!!
Pray for no pukies, no flu and NO accidents (for either of us)!!!
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
It hurts... and I'm being a baby!
Yep, I'm being a baby. Let me whine. Leave me to it and don't tell me to suck it up. I want my pity party and I shall have it! Then I'll be done and move on. It's how I deal. My car, my sweet late model red minivan-- I call her big bertha (she's huge)-- I was driving along, after dropping Matt off at the airport, and I was thinking, I should really trade her in, now that gas prices are bearable, I really want my big SUV, I love the extra room in the trunk. So my jogger fits right in without any shuffling. Pack everything I need for the beach. Fit an extra person in for whatever reason... you know, I just want an SUV, I was spoiled by my Jeep, and I miss it... I want an SUV. So, I was thinking, right ow is the time to buy..,. prices are way low, incentives WAY high... it would be nice to get one. SO, I was thinking, my car is so cute and in relatively good condition... I bet I could fetch about $10K on it... adorable little thing. (big thing)
My next thoughts, as I am leaving the airport, I should really go get a new power adapter for my computer, I can't live w/o the computer while Matt is gone, and it's a business write off anyway, so I'll head to the apple store. I thought, hmm... I will go pick up Anthony (a friend from church, he's like a little brother to Matt and I), he can chill in the car with the kids while I run in and run out, and I'll buy him some Starbucks as a treat. The kids love Ant (my nickname for him), that would be perfect. Then I realize, he's probably got a lot of work to do at church and the pastors might not appreciate my taking him away for a half an hour. SO, I did what I didn't really want to do. I called my mom. "Mom can you watch the kids long enough for me to run to the Apple Store? I'll go there and then run right back, no stops between." She said sure, but I knew she was tired. I felt so bad asking... but I did not want to take ALL THREE into the Apple store, expecially when I did not have my double stroller with me. So, I dropped them off with mom, and I drove out to Short Pump Town Centre to the Apple Store. Ran in, got my power adapter, ran straight through Nordstroms, with blinders on, though I REALLY wanted to stop and look at handbags! Got in my car and headed for hom, quite proud of myself, because I knew I'd be home by 5:15, plenty of time for Mom to get herself fed and get to church for choir. I decide to take the "shortcut" by the cinema to the stoplight, avoiding the Broad Street Road traffic. This shortcut has FOUR stop signs and isn't even half a mile long! I stop, I go. I stop, I go. I stop. I take my foot off the brake, ready to go and I SCREAM, as my back tightens up and I hear a crack and my car lurches. It took a whole 2 seconds for me to process what has just happened. I put my foot back on the brake, and I think ... Was I just hit? I look in the rear view mirror and realize, that is EXACTLY what happened. I've never been hit before, panic set in BIG time. I didn't know what to do next. I was shaking.
OK Lisa, but the car in park. OK Lisa, *grumbling, trying not to curse, sending out a few mother F --without the last three letters, good girl* Get out of the car, more grumbling, some whimpering, I think I recall looking at the guy who hit me and saying, Why did you do this to me? Still shaking, get the cell phone, turn the car off, shut the door, look at the damage. Oh boy, worse than I thought. Bumper is cracked all the way across the back, back door smooshed in and down. Call mom, sister answers Dee I was in an accident, gotta go. Hang up, call nonemergency police number-- Firemen on the way (his car was leaking fluid). Hang up, call my insurance company, all the while exchanging info with the guy who hit me and realizing he used to be my trainer at the gym. I tell my company I'm filing the claim with HIS company since it was his fault that I was hit. He is perfectly OK with that. Call his insurance, file claim, chat w/ fireman. He says I wouldn't let my wife drive this home, you can't know what happened under the car, I'd get it towed. Still on phone with his insurance. Police arrive. Can't do anything about it because it is on private property, obvious what happened, but no ticket, which was fine by me, it was an accident plain and simple. Officer called two trucks for both of us. Officer stayed with us while we filed our claims. Officer left. We were in a parking lot, his ride arrived, I still didn't know if anyone was coming to get me. Matt texted while this was going on, saying he was on the plane about to leave. I texted back, I was in an accident. No response. I get back in touch with my family and ask if someone can please come get me. I remove car seats, then realizing they need to be replaced as now their safety/integrity has been compromised. BUT, I have no choice, the kids have to have something to ride in. I cry a lot. I try not to, because I didn't want to make Doug feel worse than he already did. Back really tense, pretty sore, but everything moves, so I think I'm OK. Tow truck comes and gets big bertha and off she goes... by car! I realize my strollers are in the car (my umbrellas, not the jogger)-- I cry some more, but just silently. Make small talk with Doug and his father as we wait for my family to arrive. They wouldn't leave me until they knew I had a ride. My sister picks me up. We head home. I'm tired and emotional. Matt calls. I wasn't very nice. I wasn't in the mood. I am still not in the mood. This is all on me, I'm not happy about that.
Yesterday, filled with attempts at getting things moving... not great. Got Maegan to school. Called Jeni, asked if she'd watch the 2 little ones, she said yes. drop them off with Jeni and I go to Patient First. Start having xrays of my neck and the xray machine breaks... it's the kids nap time, they let me leave, pick up kids get them down for nap. Try and figure out how to get to another Patient First to get xrays, gotta figure out how to get the rental, gotta get to 4 pm appointment with adjuster... Not gonna happen. Mom says she will help. Mom has her own crisis. 4pm comes and goes, no new xrays, no meeting, no car. 4:30, call Daddy beg him to help. He says no problem come get me. Get the kids ready and then Mom says she can do it. We head to the door and sister shows up. She keeps Maegan, we take Wils and Mia with us. I get my rental minivan-- it's similar to big bertha, but it's not the same, I miss my car. Mom takes the kids home, I head to Patient First... xray machine, still down. I get gas head to mom's house, call insurance guy, reschedule for today at 5pm. Am so tired. Have to go to a jewelry party with mom... had a nice time, good short escape. Bring kids home, line up a babysitter for today, so I can get to Patient First and try again. Sister says she'll keep kids for the 5pm meeting. Kids to bed everyone asleep by 8:30. Phone rings, ignore it, phone rings, ignore it, phone rings, ignore it, am in bed, not going to get up for anyone or anything (except the kids if need be)-- asleep by 10:30.
Now it is today. I'm doing housework. Mia has learned to climb the stairs. Have her in jail, she's not happy. I'm tried and sore. I want to sleep. I want to wake up and this never happened. Matt due home at midnight. He's taking a cab... this after I'd already arranged to have someone sit at the house with the kids. Canceled sitter. Will just chill here. Bed by 10:30 again, that felt good.
OK back to sweeping, vacuuming and laundry, just because I'm sore, doesn't mean housework stops.
My next thoughts, as I am leaving the airport, I should really go get a new power adapter for my computer, I can't live w/o the computer while Matt is gone, and it's a business write off anyway, so I'll head to the apple store. I thought, hmm... I will go pick up Anthony (a friend from church, he's like a little brother to Matt and I), he can chill in the car with the kids while I run in and run out, and I'll buy him some Starbucks as a treat. The kids love Ant (my nickname for him), that would be perfect. Then I realize, he's probably got a lot of work to do at church and the pastors might not appreciate my taking him away for a half an hour. SO, I did what I didn't really want to do. I called my mom. "Mom can you watch the kids long enough for me to run to the Apple Store? I'll go there and then run right back, no stops between." She said sure, but I knew she was tired. I felt so bad asking... but I did not want to take ALL THREE into the Apple store, expecially when I did not have my double stroller with me. So, I dropped them off with mom, and I drove out to Short Pump Town Centre to the Apple Store. Ran in, got my power adapter, ran straight through Nordstroms, with blinders on, though I REALLY wanted to stop and look at handbags! Got in my car and headed for hom, quite proud of myself, because I knew I'd be home by 5:15, plenty of time for Mom to get herself fed and get to church for choir. I decide to take the "shortcut" by the cinema to the stoplight, avoiding the Broad Street Road traffic. This shortcut has FOUR stop signs and isn't even half a mile long! I stop, I go. I stop, I go. I stop. I take my foot off the brake, ready to go and I SCREAM, as my back tightens up and I hear a crack and my car lurches. It took a whole 2 seconds for me to process what has just happened. I put my foot back on the brake, and I think ... Was I just hit? I look in the rear view mirror and realize, that is EXACTLY what happened. I've never been hit before, panic set in BIG time. I didn't know what to do next. I was shaking.
OK Lisa, but the car in park. OK Lisa, *grumbling, trying not to curse, sending out a few mother F --without the last three letters, good girl* Get out of the car, more grumbling, some whimpering, I think I recall looking at the guy who hit me and saying, Why did you do this to me? Still shaking, get the cell phone, turn the car off, shut the door, look at the damage. Oh boy, worse than I thought. Bumper is cracked all the way across the back, back door smooshed in and down. Call mom, sister answers Dee I was in an accident, gotta go. Hang up, call nonemergency police number-- Firemen on the way (his car was leaking fluid). Hang up, call my insurance company, all the while exchanging info with the guy who hit me and realizing he used to be my trainer at the gym. I tell my company I'm filing the claim with HIS company since it was his fault that I was hit. He is perfectly OK with that. Call his insurance, file claim, chat w/ fireman. He says I wouldn't let my wife drive this home, you can't know what happened under the car, I'd get it towed. Still on phone with his insurance. Police arrive. Can't do anything about it because it is on private property, obvious what happened, but no ticket, which was fine by me, it was an accident plain and simple. Officer called two trucks for both of us. Officer stayed with us while we filed our claims. Officer left. We were in a parking lot, his ride arrived, I still didn't know if anyone was coming to get me. Matt texted while this was going on, saying he was on the plane about to leave. I texted back, I was in an accident. No response. I get back in touch with my family and ask if someone can please come get me. I remove car seats, then realizing they need to be replaced as now their safety/integrity has been compromised. BUT, I have no choice, the kids have to have something to ride in. I cry a lot. I try not to, because I didn't want to make Doug feel worse than he already did. Back really tense, pretty sore, but everything moves, so I think I'm OK. Tow truck comes and gets big bertha and off she goes... by car! I realize my strollers are in the car (my umbrellas, not the jogger)-- I cry some more, but just silently. Make small talk with Doug and his father as we wait for my family to arrive. They wouldn't leave me until they knew I had a ride. My sister picks me up. We head home. I'm tired and emotional. Matt calls. I wasn't very nice. I wasn't in the mood. I am still not in the mood. This is all on me, I'm not happy about that.
Yesterday, filled with attempts at getting things moving... not great. Got Maegan to school. Called Jeni, asked if she'd watch the 2 little ones, she said yes. drop them off with Jeni and I go to Patient First. Start having xrays of my neck and the xray machine breaks... it's the kids nap time, they let me leave, pick up kids get them down for nap. Try and figure out how to get to another Patient First to get xrays, gotta figure out how to get the rental, gotta get to 4 pm appointment with adjuster... Not gonna happen. Mom says she will help. Mom has her own crisis. 4pm comes and goes, no new xrays, no meeting, no car. 4:30, call Daddy beg him to help. He says no problem come get me. Get the kids ready and then Mom says she can do it. We head to the door and sister shows up. She keeps Maegan, we take Wils and Mia with us. I get my rental minivan-- it's similar to big bertha, but it's not the same, I miss my car. Mom takes the kids home, I head to Patient First... xray machine, still down. I get gas head to mom's house, call insurance guy, reschedule for today at 5pm. Am so tired. Have to go to a jewelry party with mom... had a nice time, good short escape. Bring kids home, line up a babysitter for today, so I can get to Patient First and try again. Sister says she'll keep kids for the 5pm meeting. Kids to bed everyone asleep by 8:30. Phone rings, ignore it, phone rings, ignore it, phone rings, ignore it, am in bed, not going to get up for anyone or anything (except the kids if need be)-- asleep by 10:30.
Now it is today. I'm doing housework. Mia has learned to climb the stairs. Have her in jail, she's not happy. I'm tried and sore. I want to sleep. I want to wake up and this never happened. Matt due home at midnight. He's taking a cab... this after I'd already arranged to have someone sit at the house with the kids. Canceled sitter. Will just chill here. Bed by 10:30 again, that felt good.
OK back to sweeping, vacuuming and laundry, just because I'm sore, doesn't mean housework stops.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Just checkin in...
It's been a while. I'm still addicted to Facebook, I won't lie about it. It's a good thing I have no access to the computer during the day. I actually get house work done these days... amazing how that happens.
I'm so ready for the Super Bowl! We are having a party. Nothing fancy, just a few friends and their kids, and my family (those that show up). We are making hoagies, and serving various dips and appetizers and sweets. Matthew always makes the Super Bowl fun, so it doesn't matter if you have a favorite team or not. We have a TOP SECRET trivia game, that NO ONE (including myself) is allowed to see the questions prior to kick off, and NO googling for the answers. We also have a little number draw, he makes a little "scoreboard" on our game card, and we draw a number from a cup -- there is a cup for each quarter. This is where I usually score my points, I'm good at picking the numbers, or let's say I have been good in the past. Then there is a section for "during the game" where we have a list of qualities (ie: longest hair, most tattoos, biggest player, etc.) and we have to pick... the more people that MATCH the more points you get... we also get to pick our favorite commercial, and you just HOPE someone else picked the same one so you get the points!
The trivia game is the cooolest part of the game card. There are questions rated Touchdown and extra point or Field Goal. If you pick Touchdown questions, you have the option of answering the extra point question. If you pick the field goal, then you forgo the chance at the touchdown question. He usually has a pretty good list of these questions. He does his research for months prior to the Super Bowl. My dad always gives me a good run for my money, as he was a football coach and can recall mad stats. I just make educated guesses, because I'm an NFL junkie.
I really think that Matt should get intouch with NFL and see if he can get his cards made into a real Super Bowl game that people can purchase each year (updated for the current season). The cards are so cool, and so well thought out. Everyone should have these sweet party games at their Super Bowl party, because, even if you don't like football, it gets you involved and makes the party more fun. People often remember our SB parties because of all the work Matt puts into it. Football is our favorite sport. It is what I do every Sunday from August through the first week of Feb. Once the season is over, I'm pretty bummed. I'm so glad we can end our season with a great party, even though it is bittersweet. And even though our teams can't seem to make it to the SB here lately, we still find a way to have a great time.
I have many family and friends going for the Steelers this year. I must say, I can not jump on this bandwagon. I am going for the underdog in this game. The Cinderella team if you will... ARIZONA CARDINALS. And, I actually called this a while back... when we were headed into the playoffs, I said, ultimately, I'd love to see the Vikings in it, because I have a friend who plays for them, HOWEVER, I had a feeling that AZ was going all the way, and I was (and still am) VERY cool with that. My mom grew up on AZ, my sister went to college in AZ, it's time for AZ to win it. The cards have not gone to the SB in 61 years. I say GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARIZONA!!!! I can't remember if I called Pitt as the other team in SB... if I could go back and figure it out, I'd let you know, but I think the conversation has been deleted! ughhhhhhhhh
So anyway, there is an update from my end!
I'm so ready for the Super Bowl! We are having a party. Nothing fancy, just a few friends and their kids, and my family (those that show up). We are making hoagies, and serving various dips and appetizers and sweets. Matthew always makes the Super Bowl fun, so it doesn't matter if you have a favorite team or not. We have a TOP SECRET trivia game, that NO ONE (including myself) is allowed to see the questions prior to kick off, and NO googling for the answers. We also have a little number draw, he makes a little "scoreboard" on our game card, and we draw a number from a cup -- there is a cup for each quarter. This is where I usually score my points, I'm good at picking the numbers, or let's say I have been good in the past. Then there is a section for "during the game" where we have a list of qualities (ie: longest hair, most tattoos, biggest player, etc.) and we have to pick... the more people that MATCH the more points you get... we also get to pick our favorite commercial, and you just HOPE someone else picked the same one so you get the points!
The trivia game is the cooolest part of the game card. There are questions rated Touchdown and extra point or Field Goal. If you pick Touchdown questions, you have the option of answering the extra point question. If you pick the field goal, then you forgo the chance at the touchdown question. He usually has a pretty good list of these questions. He does his research for months prior to the Super Bowl. My dad always gives me a good run for my money, as he was a football coach and can recall mad stats. I just make educated guesses, because I'm an NFL junkie.
I really think that Matt should get intouch with NFL and see if he can get his cards made into a real Super Bowl game that people can purchase each year (updated for the current season). The cards are so cool, and so well thought out. Everyone should have these sweet party games at their Super Bowl party, because, even if you don't like football, it gets you involved and makes the party more fun. People often remember our SB parties because of all the work Matt puts into it. Football is our favorite sport. It is what I do every Sunday from August through the first week of Feb. Once the season is over, I'm pretty bummed. I'm so glad we can end our season with a great party, even though it is bittersweet. And even though our teams can't seem to make it to the SB here lately, we still find a way to have a great time.
I have many family and friends going for the Steelers this year. I must say, I can not jump on this bandwagon. I am going for the underdog in this game. The Cinderella team if you will... ARIZONA CARDINALS. And, I actually called this a while back... when we were headed into the playoffs, I said, ultimately, I'd love to see the Vikings in it, because I have a friend who plays for them, HOWEVER, I had a feeling that AZ was going all the way, and I was (and still am) VERY cool with that. My mom grew up on AZ, my sister went to college in AZ, it's time for AZ to win it. The cards have not gone to the SB in 61 years. I say GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARIZONA!!!! I can't remember if I called Pitt as the other team in SB... if I could go back and figure it out, I'd let you know, but I think the conversation has been deleted! ughhhhhhhhh
So anyway, there is an update from my end!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Oh I am still here, don't you worry your pretty little head!
Did you think I'd given up blogging? No, I just got sucked into FACEBOOK! It is so addictive. I love it. If you don't have a facebook account, you need one, and if you have one, you need to add me! I love being in touch with old friends that I haven't been in touch with in years. I love staying in touch with my friends who have left town (ie: Kirsten), it's so nice to have a way to keep up with one another. The chat feature is AWESOME! I love it. SO, that's where I have been. Stuck on Facebook. I post notes there occassionally. But, I am going to do better about blogging more often.
I hope all is well and that everyone is enjoying the NEW YEAR.
I hope all is well and that everyone is enjoying the NEW YEAR.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Happy Birthday, Jesus!
Is it REALLY Christmas? You wouldn't know it at my house. I'm the only one awake. Mom and Dad just called. They are packing the car and heading over. I'll wake the masses when they arrive. Although, I think Wils is beginning to stir. I've got to hold him off until they get here and I get his siblings up.
Who ever thought that 8:40 on Christmas Morning children would still be sleeping? My kids love their sleep. Thats for sure! Too funny. OK, well, Merry Christmas. Enjoy your day with your family or friends, and remember to give Praises to the King and maybe sing a little HAPPY BIRTHDAY to him! ;)
Monday, November 17, 2008
Opinions Please
SO, there is a box. The contents of this box have not been seen in FIVE YEARS (actually 5.5 almost)-- So, what do you do with the box? Do you just toss it, without going through it, because after all, if you haven't needed it in 5 years, then you must not be missing it. Do you go through it, because you never know there could be something of value in there? Do you keep it, and just deal with it later?
What's your opinion?
How about baseball cards... do you think that collecting baseball cards is a good thing, an annoying thing, serves a purpose, just creates more clutter? When should one actually part with ones baseball cards? Or should just hold on to them until you die and pass them down to the next generation?
How about toys? Should you keep toys to pass down? Should you purge them and give to less fortunate? Should you have an organized system for storage of toys?
Now about clothing... should you purge twice a year? Once a year? Should t-shirts have sentimental value and need to be kept until you pass and someone with no value attached tosses it for you?
I ask all of this, because, I want to do some serious purging. I'm so ready to just take a garbage bag and start tossing items. Now, I know I stand to receive great opposition from 2 in my family... Mr. Perfect and my first little princess. The prince and the littlest princess could care less.
As it stands today... toys are being purged. A trash pile, a charity pile, and a keep pile. With the littlest princess about to turn 1 and then Christmas being right on the heels of that celebration, it is high time to purge the toys and make some room. When I get paid next week, I'll be heading to Target for storage bins for all of the different toys that we are keeping. Everything is getting a label and getting put in a place. And hopefully we will get a nice system that we can all live with. My last system, no one paid attention too, and the mess is worse than ever. I can't take it much more. I don't like STUFF cluttering up my house.
And that brings me to my second portion of this Poll of sorts:
What do you want your children to receive for Christmas this year?
These are my leanings this year:
Daughter #1
A new, bigger bike, with training wheels
Barbie items and storage
Son
An arm chair for his play room
Hot Wheels/Matchbox cars and storage
Daughter #2
A Britax Marathon car seat
I have no clue what to get her for a toy!
All of them will get winter coats, hats and gloves, as well as clothing.
Now when people ask me what I want for my children for Christmas, that is a very tough question for me to answer. I don't want more junk. I want to control the amount of toys coming in the house, as I don't want to have a house overflowing with toys that don't get played with. So, when people ask, I am tempted to answer: money towards a family membership to the Children's Museum (a gift that gets used ALL YEAR LONG in our house), swimming lessons, movie tickets (for the oldest child)-- you know, things that my kids can USE that don't take up space in the house. I would think other mothers would agree with this. A gift card to Barnes and Noble is TWO gifts in one! They get to GO to the book store and leisurely peruse the books and then they get to pick on to take home. They love it! Granted, my kids have more books than their bookcase can hold, and we probably need to look at purging their too... but there is where my problem lies. I can't seem to let go of a book (children's books)-- I want to pass them down, generation to generation. I need to let go of that, and start giving these books to schools and hospitals that could really use them.
Well, lots to do today. Purging toys. Wish me luck. I'm ready to get this done!
What's your opinion?
How about baseball cards... do you think that collecting baseball cards is a good thing, an annoying thing, serves a purpose, just creates more clutter? When should one actually part with ones baseball cards? Or should just hold on to them until you die and pass them down to the next generation?
How about toys? Should you keep toys to pass down? Should you purge them and give to less fortunate? Should you have an organized system for storage of toys?
Now about clothing... should you purge twice a year? Once a year? Should t-shirts have sentimental value and need to be kept until you pass and someone with no value attached tosses it for you?
I ask all of this, because, I want to do some serious purging. I'm so ready to just take a garbage bag and start tossing items. Now, I know I stand to receive great opposition from 2 in my family... Mr. Perfect and my first little princess. The prince and the littlest princess could care less.
As it stands today... toys are being purged. A trash pile, a charity pile, and a keep pile. With the littlest princess about to turn 1 and then Christmas being right on the heels of that celebration, it is high time to purge the toys and make some room. When I get paid next week, I'll be heading to Target for storage bins for all of the different toys that we are keeping. Everything is getting a label and getting put in a place. And hopefully we will get a nice system that we can all live with. My last system, no one paid attention too, and the mess is worse than ever. I can't take it much more. I don't like STUFF cluttering up my house.
And that brings me to my second portion of this Poll of sorts:
What do you want your children to receive for Christmas this year?
These are my leanings this year:
Daughter #1
A new, bigger bike, with training wheels
Barbie items and storage
Son
An arm chair for his play room
Hot Wheels/Matchbox cars and storage
Daughter #2
A Britax Marathon car seat
I have no clue what to get her for a toy!
All of them will get winter coats, hats and gloves, as well as clothing.
Now when people ask me what I want for my children for Christmas, that is a very tough question for me to answer. I don't want more junk. I want to control the amount of toys coming in the house, as I don't want to have a house overflowing with toys that don't get played with. So, when people ask, I am tempted to answer: money towards a family membership to the Children's Museum (a gift that gets used ALL YEAR LONG in our house), swimming lessons, movie tickets (for the oldest child)-- you know, things that my kids can USE that don't take up space in the house. I would think other mothers would agree with this. A gift card to Barnes and Noble is TWO gifts in one! They get to GO to the book store and leisurely peruse the books and then they get to pick on to take home. They love it! Granted, my kids have more books than their bookcase can hold, and we probably need to look at purging their too... but there is where my problem lies. I can't seem to let go of a book (children's books)-- I want to pass them down, generation to generation. I need to let go of that, and start giving these books to schools and hospitals that could really use them.
Well, lots to do today. Purging toys. Wish me luck. I'm ready to get this done!
Monday, October 20, 2008
Wow, it's been a while.
OK I know I made a list a while back, of the things I needed to blog about. SO, here you go...
WAAAAAAAAAAY back in July, my little man turned 2! We had a birthday party the day before we left for the beach. Pizza and cake! Wils got firetrucks (his favorite), a lawn mower (bubble more favorite by far), and then his grandparents in Idaho sent him his very first set of GOLF CLUBS! (ok, seriously, THAT is the most favorite!) Wils just enjoyed himself to no end. We played outside and the kids just ran around, until they were literally too tired to keep moving! Our next door neighbors came over after most of the guests had left. Carrie asked for cake, and said she was "craving some cake" so I ran in and got her a piece. We sat out on the deck and chatted, and before she left, she said, "If you are wondering WHY I am craving cake, it's because ... I AM PREGNANT!" OMG, I am so excited for she and Josh. They came over last Friday night (October 0th) I'd been waiting to hear from her all day. I was holding Mia, and she grabbed Mia from my arms and squeezed her close and then looked at me and said, "I'm having one of these!" I could not be happier for them! Carlee Grace should arrive in late February!
So, the day after Wils' birthday party, we hit the road. Dee, Dawson, and Maegan all in her little car, Matthew, Me, Wils and Mia all in our minivan. Sand buckets, check! Boogie boards, check! suitcases, check! Diapers, check! Stroller, check! Pack n plays, check! Let's Roll!!!!!!!!!
We spent a week in Southern Shores, at a little cottage we go to every year, just steps from the ocean. Mom and Dad brought Grandma, and one of Dad's first cousins. My cousin Paul and his wife and their teenage sons met us down there. The first night, we just did a quick mexican dinner in the cottage and then played games. The next day we spent the day on the beach... in fact most of the week was beautiful, so we spent countless hours on the beach. Dee had promised to take Dawson mini-golf, and so she and Dad and Maegan and Dawson went one after noon while the little ones were sleeping. When they came back, they were SOAKED. Apparently, close to the last hole, the skies opened up and dumped buckets of rain on them. Maegan was not impressed.
During the week we had different visitors, some stayed over night, and some just stayed for a few short minutes. Paul and his family left on Tuesday. Then Ryan, Stephanie, Keriana and baby Riley came for their visit. They stayed until Friday or was it Saturday? Winston, Morgan and Casey dropped in for a quick visit. Winston, Daddy, Ryan and Matt played golf. Morgan and Casey went with Dee and Dawson and Maegan over to the ocean. I stayed in, because I had two sleeping babies. On Wednesday, Pamela and Adam came for the remainder of the week. And Uncle Geno came on Wednesday as well.
There was a cooking competition, Men vs. Women... or brother's (Matt (my husband, but Dee's bro in law obviously) and Ryan) vs. sisters (Dee and myself-- Steph's hands were full with caring for Riley). The men set the stage the first night of competition. They went with an island feel. They wore tropical shirts and straw hats while they cooked. We had Caribbean inspired foods, yams and plantains roasted, there were beans but they had meat so I didn't eat that, I can't even remember all they served, but I know this... they dirtied EVERY SINGLE DISH in the cottage! They made specialty drinks that were delicious! Then they served a tropical pie, which was similar to key lime, but WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY better!!! So yummy!
The next night brought out the women. We were very organized in our meal planning. We worked on a time line. The boys didn't have dinner set on the table to eat until after 8pm. We girls did NOT want that to happen with our meal. We prepared our salad early in the afternoon. We prepared our entree (Church Chicken), in the afternoon as well, assembled and ready to heat. I can't recall our sides, other than the salad, which we actually served as a first course. We, too, had special drinks. We made white wine spritzers with a strawberry in the bottom of the glass. Our dessert was toffee ooey gooey butter bars (recipe used by Paula Deen). Our dinner was hot and ready to roll by 5:30 pm! AND it was a hit!
The boys won on creativity and culinary skill. The girls won on taste, cleanliness and timeliness! I think that means that the girls took home the gold!!!
We did have a Karaoke night, but it flopped, in that, so many people signed up, that our song never got called! It was getting close to 1am and we were too tired to hang about anymore. But we did have fun.
I found my new favorite drink, while in the OBX. If you have the chance to go Aqua... you MUST, simply MUST get an Aqua Belini! O M G! Scrumdiddlyumptious! HOWEVER, I must forwarn anyone who wishes to try it, if you are a light weight, find someone to share this drink with. I'm a heavy girl, and one belini and I was lit up! The twist on this otherwise classic beverage... SKYY Vodka. Wooo, I'm a believer!
We played games all week, always fun. We enjoyed some fun times of soccer on the beach, boogie boarding, skim boarding (hilarity), and lots of Wii action. Even some Wii drama! I know there was more I wanted to say about the trip, but I can no longer remember. My brain is fried. My bed is calling my name!
More blogging later! ;)
WAAAAAAAAAAY back in July, my little man turned 2! We had a birthday party the day before we left for the beach. Pizza and cake! Wils got firetrucks (his favorite), a lawn mower (bubble more favorite by far), and then his grandparents in Idaho sent him his very first set of GOLF CLUBS! (ok, seriously, THAT is the most favorite!) Wils just enjoyed himself to no end. We played outside and the kids just ran around, until they were literally too tired to keep moving! Our next door neighbors came over after most of the guests had left. Carrie asked for cake, and said she was "craving some cake" so I ran in and got her a piece. We sat out on the deck and chatted, and before she left, she said, "If you are wondering WHY I am craving cake, it's because ... I AM PREGNANT!" OMG, I am so excited for she and Josh. They came over last Friday night (October 0th) I'd been waiting to hear from her all day. I was holding Mia, and she grabbed Mia from my arms and squeezed her close and then looked at me and said, "I'm having one of these!" I could not be happier for them! Carlee Grace should arrive in late February!
So, the day after Wils' birthday party, we hit the road. Dee, Dawson, and Maegan all in her little car, Matthew, Me, Wils and Mia all in our minivan. Sand buckets, check! Boogie boards, check! suitcases, check! Diapers, check! Stroller, check! Pack n plays, check! Let's Roll!!!!!!!!!
We spent a week in Southern Shores, at a little cottage we go to every year, just steps from the ocean. Mom and Dad brought Grandma, and one of Dad's first cousins. My cousin Paul and his wife and their teenage sons met us down there. The first night, we just did a quick mexican dinner in the cottage and then played games. The next day we spent the day on the beach... in fact most of the week was beautiful, so we spent countless hours on the beach. Dee had promised to take Dawson mini-golf, and so she and Dad and Maegan and Dawson went one after noon while the little ones were sleeping. When they came back, they were SOAKED. Apparently, close to the last hole, the skies opened up and dumped buckets of rain on them. Maegan was not impressed.
During the week we had different visitors, some stayed over night, and some just stayed for a few short minutes. Paul and his family left on Tuesday. Then Ryan, Stephanie, Keriana and baby Riley came for their visit. They stayed until Friday or was it Saturday? Winston, Morgan and Casey dropped in for a quick visit. Winston, Daddy, Ryan and Matt played golf. Morgan and Casey went with Dee and Dawson and Maegan over to the ocean. I stayed in, because I had two sleeping babies. On Wednesday, Pamela and Adam came for the remainder of the week. And Uncle Geno came on Wednesday as well.
There was a cooking competition, Men vs. Women... or brother's (Matt (my husband, but Dee's bro in law obviously) and Ryan) vs. sisters (Dee and myself-- Steph's hands were full with caring for Riley). The men set the stage the first night of competition. They went with an island feel. They wore tropical shirts and straw hats while they cooked. We had Caribbean inspired foods, yams and plantains roasted, there were beans but they had meat so I didn't eat that, I can't even remember all they served, but I know this... they dirtied EVERY SINGLE DISH in the cottage! They made specialty drinks that were delicious! Then they served a tropical pie, which was similar to key lime, but WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY better!!! So yummy!
The next night brought out the women. We were very organized in our meal planning. We worked on a time line. The boys didn't have dinner set on the table to eat until after 8pm. We girls did NOT want that to happen with our meal. We prepared our salad early in the afternoon. We prepared our entree (Church Chicken), in the afternoon as well, assembled and ready to heat. I can't recall our sides, other than the salad, which we actually served as a first course. We, too, had special drinks. We made white wine spritzers with a strawberry in the bottom of the glass. Our dessert was toffee ooey gooey butter bars (recipe used by Paula Deen). Our dinner was hot and ready to roll by 5:30 pm! AND it was a hit!
The boys won on creativity and culinary skill. The girls won on taste, cleanliness and timeliness! I think that means that the girls took home the gold!!!
We did have a Karaoke night, but it flopped, in that, so many people signed up, that our song never got called! It was getting close to 1am and we were too tired to hang about anymore. But we did have fun.
I found my new favorite drink, while in the OBX. If you have the chance to go Aqua... you MUST, simply MUST get an Aqua Belini! O M G! Scrumdiddlyumptious! HOWEVER, I must forwarn anyone who wishes to try it, if you are a light weight, find someone to share this drink with. I'm a heavy girl, and one belini and I was lit up! The twist on this otherwise classic beverage... SKYY Vodka. Wooo, I'm a believer!
We played games all week, always fun. We enjoyed some fun times of soccer on the beach, boogie boarding, skim boarding (hilarity), and lots of Wii action. Even some Wii drama! I know there was more I wanted to say about the trip, but I can no longer remember. My brain is fried. My bed is calling my name!
More blogging later! ;)
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