May 13, 2007
Happy Mothers' Day to all you mamas!
We have a new resident in the living room. Yep, our big ol' dinosaur tv has been retired. We actually downgraded and upgraded at the same time. We're going from a 52" to a 40", but we're going from a projection to a flat panel. On the wall. For those of y'all who have been in my living room, y'all know the only thing we need 52" of is extra room. I feel a little sad about the money we spent, but it's always nice to have something new. Something that works, and is nice.
G had an itinerary all planned out for us last night. He portrayed it as being a nice outing for the two of us...with stops at City Dock for coffee, Outback for dinner, and Bruster's for dessert. But don't be fooled, babies, he really just tried to squeeze in as much cruising on his motorcycle as possible. We had a gift certificate to Outback, which I forgot...you know, because I didn't have my purse, being on the motorcycle and all. We ended up having dinner at Pusser's, right on the dock, which was lovely. The drinks were great, the food was quite tasty. And then the clouds rolled in. It got windier and darker, and we hoped it would blow over. Then we decided we'd better eat. Fast. We hurried through our dinner and cruised out of town. We made it only to Arnold before it started dumping, and we ended up seeking refuge at the BP on Jones Station Rd for half an hour or so. We finally decided to brave it, after the rain slowed quite a bit, and headed back to G's cousin's (who graciously watched our children). Of course then I got to drive my truck, but G was stuck driving home again on his motorcycle, and it started dumping again. Good times!
So Father's Day? Yeah, I'm going to get a massage. Because tonight, instead of kicking back and relaxing, watching the Survivor Finale...I got to bathe the kids, feed the picky ones dinner (you know, since they couldn't eat at the cookout), and put them to bed. While G was off riding his motorcycle with Jason. Hmph.
Four more days till Mexico! We all finally have our passports, and now I'm anxious. Tomorrow I begin the packing. I cannot get my brain around the fact that I will be there in four days. I hope G and the kids will not level the house while I am gone.
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Thursday, August 30, 2007
Archives-I'm Back! 5/3/2007
May 3, 2007
So, Florida, for the most part, was great. I really enjoyed spending time with my family. And my mother-in-law (hereafter referred to as MIL) was actually pretty tolerable. There were a couple of times where she got way past crocked, but it was ok.
The flight there was great--everything went smoothly, the children were great, etc. We even received comments from others about how good our children were. We rented a mini-van, and there has been mutiny in my family-every one of them now insists that I abandon my beloved truck and get a minivan. I must admit, it was a little nice. They're uglier than crap, and I hate the stigma associated with them, but this minivan was cool for the staggered, stow-and-go seating, the rear heat and air, and the Sirius satellite radio. I do feel the pull of the minivan. And to be quite honest, I'd like to have something newer...my truck is starting to worry me. It has nearly 150k miles and is 10 years old now...which means the transmission is probably not healthy any more, and I KNOW that it needs a tuneup ASAP...who knows what else.
Anyway, the flight home was not so great. G took the older two to the bathroom, and while they were in there, they called pre-boarding. Then boarding A, B, and C. Finally, when they called final boarding, here they come. I was nearly in a panic. Of course we didn't get to sit together, and other travelers had to be bribed with alcohol to move so that I could sit with my children. The baby was a crazy person on the way home, and I could not wait to get on the ground. You can bet that I said yes, when the flight attendant asked if I wanted a drink...a couple of times! Not to mention the two margaritas I had in the Tampa airport.
While in FL, we had a lot of fun. We went by boat to a nearby island in the gulf where there were plenty of shells and space for the kids to run in the surf...and the waves are gentle enough that they don't get knocked down. We visited the fishing/shopping/Greek village of Tarpon Springs. That was ok, but I've been there before and really don't need any more sponges, thank you. However, I did manage to still drop $50 at a shell shop.
We barbecued, ate drank, swam in the pool...found a great coffee shop called Insomniacs...and, unfortunately, took my MIL's advice as to which bar to check out. It was good for people watching, at least. Old-people watching! My littlest son emptied all the rocks out of MIL's plants...into her pool! The middle son learned to swim a little. We took the babies to Disney, which was fun, but a little disorganized. We didn't get as much done there as we would have liked. And of course, that was the hottest day. And my poor red-haired daughter, despite the hat and slathering 50 SPF sunblock on her every half an hour...she still managed to get burned.
Two weeks till Mexico. And my passport finally came while I was gone!!! My mom and sister still don't have theirs, though *sigh*. I can't believe it's only two weeks. I'm sad to leave my babies and my honey, especially after all the fun we just had together. But man, I can't wait.
Anyone up for a fire for Cinco de Mayo?
So, Florida, for the most part, was great. I really enjoyed spending time with my family. And my mother-in-law (hereafter referred to as MIL) was actually pretty tolerable. There were a couple of times where she got way past crocked, but it was ok.
The flight there was great--everything went smoothly, the children were great, etc. We even received comments from others about how good our children were. We rented a mini-van, and there has been mutiny in my family-every one of them now insists that I abandon my beloved truck and get a minivan. I must admit, it was a little nice. They're uglier than crap, and I hate the stigma associated with them, but this minivan was cool for the staggered, stow-and-go seating, the rear heat and air, and the Sirius satellite radio. I do feel the pull of the minivan. And to be quite honest, I'd like to have something newer...my truck is starting to worry me. It has nearly 150k miles and is 10 years old now...which means the transmission is probably not healthy any more, and I KNOW that it needs a tuneup ASAP...who knows what else.
Anyway, the flight home was not so great. G took the older two to the bathroom, and while they were in there, they called pre-boarding. Then boarding A, B, and C. Finally, when they called final boarding, here they come. I was nearly in a panic. Of course we didn't get to sit together, and other travelers had to be bribed with alcohol to move so that I could sit with my children. The baby was a crazy person on the way home, and I could not wait to get on the ground. You can bet that I said yes, when the flight attendant asked if I wanted a drink...a couple of times! Not to mention the two margaritas I had in the Tampa airport.
While in FL, we had a lot of fun. We went by boat to a nearby island in the gulf where there were plenty of shells and space for the kids to run in the surf...and the waves are gentle enough that they don't get knocked down. We visited the fishing/shopping/Greek village of Tarpon Springs. That was ok, but I've been there before and really don't need any more sponges, thank you. However, I did manage to still drop $50 at a shell shop.
We barbecued, ate drank, swam in the pool...found a great coffee shop called Insomniacs...and, unfortunately, took my MIL's advice as to which bar to check out. It was good for people watching, at least. Old-people watching! My littlest son emptied all the rocks out of MIL's plants...into her pool! The middle son learned to swim a little. We took the babies to Disney, which was fun, but a little disorganized. We didn't get as much done there as we would have liked. And of course, that was the hottest day. And my poor red-haired daughter, despite the hat and slathering 50 SPF sunblock on her every half an hour...she still managed to get burned.
Two weeks till Mexico. And my passport finally came while I was gone!!! My mom and sister still don't have theirs, though *sigh*. I can't believe it's only two weeks. I'm sad to leave my babies and my honey, especially after all the fun we just had together. But man, I can't wait.
Anyone up for a fire for Cinco de Mayo?
Archives-Sick Sucks 4/11/2007
April 11, 2007
That seems to be the general consensus lately, anyhow. I'm sick. My sister is sick. All of my kids are sick. MJ is sick-God bless her, it took over her entire vacation and then some. I was just reading that Janice is sick. The illness refuses to go away, as does winter, it seems. My poor flowers keep getting frost on them! And the tulips-poor things, they look like miniatures this year. Confounded, weird Maryland weather.In two weeks, I will be southbound, though, and not a moment too soon. How much do you want to bet, it will be miserable-hot down there, and I will be complaining about THAT the whole time. At least there will be a pool. And the Gulf of Mexico.And speaking of Mexico...there's my Mexico trip, fast approaching, if my frickin' passport ever comes. I so love the US government and its efficiency. I'm scared of Monteczuma's Revenge. For one thing, frozen drinks are a must. I'm told most resorts will use filtered water for their ice, so I don't plan on refusing them. Also, I'm a fan of fruits and veggies, which are supposed to be off-limits. Hmph. What good is going to a tropical area, if you can't eat tropical foods? I did read that you can soak them in treated water (ie: you go to the grocery and buy the water treatment stuff, then treat a sink full of water, then soak your fruit), but that seems kinda, well, inconvenient.Oh, and G has a new friend. Now, if that ain't some entertainment, I don't know what is. I bet you can't pick which one she is (heehee). All I can say is, I'm glad I'm not that cool. I mean, I'm sure she's a very nice person. Anyway. I need to stop chattering and go to bed. I hope you are well (at least, moreso than the rest of us)!
That seems to be the general consensus lately, anyhow. I'm sick. My sister is sick. All of my kids are sick. MJ is sick-God bless her, it took over her entire vacation and then some. I was just reading that Janice is sick. The illness refuses to go away, as does winter, it seems. My poor flowers keep getting frost on them! And the tulips-poor things, they look like miniatures this year. Confounded, weird Maryland weather.In two weeks, I will be southbound, though, and not a moment too soon. How much do you want to bet, it will be miserable-hot down there, and I will be complaining about THAT the whole time. At least there will be a pool. And the Gulf of Mexico.And speaking of Mexico...there's my Mexico trip, fast approaching, if my frickin' passport ever comes. I so love the US government and its efficiency. I'm scared of Monteczuma's Revenge. For one thing, frozen drinks are a must. I'm told most resorts will use filtered water for their ice, so I don't plan on refusing them. Also, I'm a fan of fruits and veggies, which are supposed to be off-limits. Hmph. What good is going to a tropical area, if you can't eat tropical foods? I did read that you can soak them in treated water (ie: you go to the grocery and buy the water treatment stuff, then treat a sink full of water, then soak your fruit), but that seems kinda, well, inconvenient.Oh, and G has a new friend. Now, if that ain't some entertainment, I don't know what is. I bet you can't pick which one she is (heehee). All I can say is, I'm glad I'm not that cool. I mean, I'm sure she's a very nice person. Anyway. I need to stop chattering and go to bed. I hope you are well (at least, moreso than the rest of us)!
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