Last night, Hunter had his first baseball practice. He was supposed to have his first practice a week ago, but the first time, it snowed half a foot... and then on this past Tuesday, it rained all day. So, last night we had some decent weather for a change.
The practice went well until Hunter got up to bat. He was SO GEEKED about hitting, that he got overly excited and was swinging like a wild man...trying to impress. The only problem with that is...he was swinging like a wild man. He wasnt watching the ball, he was just trying to hit it really hard, therefore he missed it EVERY TIME. They pitched to him 20 times before he got frustrated, threw down the bat, slung his helmet on the ground and went to pout on the bench.
After he calmed down, and was mildly threatened with a beating, he got back out on the field. Later he was able to bat again, and this time, he hit the ball no problem! SURPRISE! When you don't try too hard, and you keep your eye on the ball, things connect!
He was worn out when he got home, but he was happier.

Well, when I got home, I made dinner and then got right into reading Eclipse. I am having a hard time putting those books down lately. Edward is just too good to be true, and Jacob...well, he is BIG and STRONG, and has a sense of humor, and he is WARM. Ahhh... a teenagers dream! Anyways...I read for as long as I could...

I found out a little later that a certain someone called Mark yesterday asking to borrow money! I won't get into the specifics, but let me tell you! I was SO PISSED!
I wanted to call this person right then and threaten to CAVE their HEAD in if they EVER call him for money again, but they would just get off on that, so I thought better of it.
Besides, Mark did a good enough job of telling them where to get off, I think...but if it were ME... I would have told this person to get off at the nearest JOB FAIR... or STRIP CLUB.
That is typically where people EARN money from, right? Jobs, I mean.

Either way, it's Friday! It's a good day!

Positive Feelings and L-O-V-E!!!

Yesterday I went back through my posts, and I realized that I had alot of negativity in my blogs. Really, I am not a negative person, but my blogs sure do seem that way. I had lots of things about losing weight, or talking shit about people, or how sad I am about my daughter... and those are genuine feelings I put down there... but what I notice is that I usually write when I am feeling bad...I guess it is a way to help me relieve stress... I always feel better once I get those things off my chest. That way, I don't carry them around with me all day stewing over them unnecessarily.

I like to focus on the positive things in my life, so I figure that dumping the negative things out in writing is a way of helping me move forward. It's a purge, I guess.

My life is not terrible. I have WONDERFUL friends, a wonderful family, beautiful children, a good husband, a beautiful home, a beautiful cottage up north, a good job, a reliable car, food on the table and in the cupboards... so all in all, I don't have a terrible life. I have a good life. I am very proud of my life and my accomplishments, but looking at my previous posts, I was thinking... MAN! Could you BE any more NEGATIVE???

So, I am going to work on posting more of the positive things that happen in my life and not focus so much on the negative.

:)

Random Update

My mood sucks right now. Last weekend, Jessie called me and said that she hasn't decided what she wants to do this summer...I asked her to clarify that, and she said that she hasn't decided whether she wants to come home for a visit or to stay for good. I told her we could talk about it some more as summer got closer. I was elated! I thought FINALLY she has realized that the grass isn't greener on the other side, and she misses home! I started making plans in my mind about things we could do when she got here and what rules I would have to lay down with her, and how I would have to make it a habit to talk with her on a daily basis about how she feels, and I would have to get her into the Psychiatrist's schedule again...etc. I felt good. I felt happy.

Well, I talked to Jessie again two nights ago. I asked her if she had given any more thought to whether or not she wanted to move back home. She hesitated. She said that things seem "different" up here, and that she is happier down there, but she didn't want to tell me that because she was afraid of hurting my feelings.
Now I could just SCREAM! I am hurt SO bad. I am frustrated as hell and heartbroken because I don't know if this is truly how she feels, or if this is stemming from her dad and stepmom telling her that I don't want her back here because she would ruin MY family. YEAH! THANKS FOR THAT, RENEE! I really appreciate you telling my daughter that bullshit!

**Side note** I had an instant messenger conversation with Renee where I expressed a fear that if Jessie came back, the same old stuff would start up again- skipping school, sneaking out, wild accusations to get attention, yelling, arguing, finger pointing...etc and told her that I don't think our family can handle any more of that kind of stress, but I was thinking of Jessie in the equation of our family...not that she was the SOURCE of the stress...but a part of the whole equation, and I was afraid of what that would mean for the lot of us. **End Side Note**

I told Jessie that I was going to give her stepmom a piece of my mind, and she begged me not to because she didn't want to have them yell at her or say any more stuff about me. It is taking everything in me to not drive to Tennessee with my shit kickers on and a couple cans of whoop ass strapped to my belt and go to town on a fat girl, load Jessie up and bring her home.

So, here I sit, festering with all of these emotions inside just raging like a wild storm at sea. I want blood. I want heads to roll. I want to stop crying. I want my daughter back. I want my daughter to be happy living with me.

From now on, I am going to keep my mouth shut when I talk to her stepmom because I think that she is trying to use what I say against me in the worst way.

Lesson learned.

I still hurt inside though.

Brand New Baby!

My sister Angie had her baby on the 9th. She named her Juliana. Juliana is absolutely GORGEOUS! I know people say that about all babies, but Juliana IS actually beautiful! She is so perfect!
I went to the hospital last night to see her, and my parents were there. I was pretty happy and content in my own skin, for a change...but that all stopped so fast, that I got whiplash.
I was standing there with the camera looking at pictures, and my mom reaches over and gives me a good couple of pats on my gut. WTF! Then, her and my dad started laughing and my dad said..."Boy, you looked very...RELAXED" I wanted to deck him!

So, out went my self confidence and my contentment, and in crept the self doubt, and the old middle school insecurity and feeling that everyone is laughing at me behind my back...UGH!

Thanks, PARENTS! Time for an enema, a salad or twenty, endless hours jogging on the treadmill, and starving myself so that my PARENTS don't make fun of me.

Interference

Last week, I wrote Jessie an email telling her about some random things, and whatnot, hoping that I would get a reply back from her.
I did, but it didn't seem like her talking.
Well, next time I talked to her, I asked her if she was the one that replied back to me... she ignored my question. I asked her again...she said "hold on"...then after a minute or so, she came back on and acted like I had never asked her.
I dropped the question at that point, but it nagged at me. It just really didn't seem like her talking.
So, Saturday night, I got a call from her. She was staying at her grandparents house while her dad and his wife went out for their anniversary. We talked a bit, but then I brought up that email again. I asked her if she was the one who wrote it.
She told me not to tell her dad or stepmom that she told me, but her stepmom wrote the email, and she didn't have anything to do with it. She said "I don't talk like that". She is right! She doesn't.

It really bothers me that her stepmom took it upon herself to pretend like she is my daughter and wrote me back. Did she honestly think that I was too stupid to catch on? did she think that I wouldn't realize it was her?
Why would she do that? It annoys me. DEEPLY.

Oh well... I am not going to bring it up, but I am not going to email her anymore either. I guess I will keep it to conversations on the phone.

Signed,

Annoyed

Cool Runnings

At work the other day, I was waiting for the elevator with some of the professors from my department. They were discussing a running program that they were on. One of them said that she was just starting stage 3 of the program.
My curiosity was piqued, so I asked them what they were talking about.
They told me about a program called "Couch to 5k". It is designed to get people off the couch and out running. It starts you at a moderately slow pace where you warm up with five minutes of walking...and then jog at your own pace for one minute, then walk for 90 seconds. Then, jog for a minute and walk for 90 seconds. You do this for 20-30 minutes every other day for the first week...after the first week, it ramps it up to the next step.
The concept is that in 3 months time, you should be able to run a 5k marathon.
So, last night, I went home, got on the treadmill and tried it out. To my surprise, it wasn't that bad! I didn't feel too tired afterward, and actually look forward to doing it again!

Wish me luck!

Of Horses and Husbands...

Today I was on my facebook page and I just happened to glance at some photos that one of my friends posted on her page. She had some pictures of her horses and her dog. I commented on the one of her foal that was kicking and running around. She responded by asking if I wanted to come over and help break him! Holy Cow! I told her that actually, yes I would! I would LOVE to learn more about horses. So, that led to her writing me back and telling me that I am welcome to come over and ride her 10 year old mare around while she walks the foal next to her. That sounds so wonderful! I told her that I would definitely love to do that!
So, it looks like I will be going over there to help out with her horses. She told me I can come any time to brush them or give them a treat or ride them or whatever...so I am soooo excited! I can't wait!

I tried to call Mark to tell him about it, and he didn't answer his phone. After about 20 times of trying to call him, I called his work. They said they hadn't seen him...in a while... what does that mean? Did he come in or didn't he? I talked to him this morning around 9, and he was home, puking and whatnot. He wasnt sure if it was something he ate, or if he has the flu or what.
So, now I am worried.
I am sure he is fine, but it is annoying when he doesnt answer his phone, and it is a bit scary too when you can't get ahold of someone.

That's pretty much it for now.

Reflection and Change

Over the last few weeks and months, I have fallen into a lull. I have been lazy, down on myself and feeling less than optimistic about my future and my goals.
This morning when I woke up, it dawned on me. My problem is that I am bored. I don't have alot of friends around where I live, and I don't really have anything entertaining to do in my neck of the woods, so my choices are... do housework...watch tv...play on the computer...or do more housework.
I live about 1/2 hour from everywhere, and since I carpool to work, there aren't alot of options for things to do in the city right after work.
I would LOVE to be able to go work out at the gym every day after work...or go for a swim at the YMCA, but I just don't have one nearby. I could spend the extra gas money to drive back to the city after I get home, but that is just stupid.
I am itching for people and things to see and places to go, and things to do.
Is this what is called Spring Fever?

So, anyways, I have realized that I am bored. Tonight wont be so bad because we are going to the home basketball game at the school. That will be a nice change of pace for me.

So, I guess what I am going to do is sit down, and make a list of things I would like to do when I am bored.
I am going to also make a list of things that need to be done around my house for spring cleaning. These things will require the help of my family, which will also be a nice change of pace since I usually do the "heavy" things on my own.

This weekend coming will probably get me started. I keep thinking about my mom. (Grandma).
She is lonely and would love to have someone come over and keep her company, so I am going to call her up and ask her what she would like to do...if she wants to go anywhere or whatever. I think I would enjoy a day with her. I don't get nearly enough of them.

Anyways, maybe after I have written my list, I will publish it on here to help give other people some ideas for things to do when you are bored.

Keeping Track...

I woke up this morning with a mission. I pretty much pigged out all weekend on chocolates, chips, pop, fast food...etc. I woke up and looked in the mirror, and I saw a pudgy, saggy gut, flabby thighs, a fat ass and flabby arms. This is not how I see myself mentally! This coming summer, I want to spend alot of time at the beach, and I want to be toned. So, I have decided that to do this, I need to spend at least an hour a day doing SOME sort of physical activity. Whether it be climbing stairs and doing a workout video, or running on the treadmill, or taking a long walk...it doesn't matter. I need to do something more than I do now. I feel gross. I feel frumpy.

So, today, rather than get a pop tart or donut for breakfast, I had some milk and a slice of lemon bread. For lunch, I am having a turkey sandwich that I packed, rather than eat out, and I am going to go up and down the staircase a couple of times. I am on the 4th floor, so it is quite a few flights of stairs, actually.

Maybe by summertime I will see a difference, right? I hope!

The next stage of my transformation will be highlights in my hair and a nice base tan so that I don't look so much like I just escaped from the flu ward.

After all of this, my next thing is to get my teeth straightened. Invisalign is pretty expensive, but I am going to go for it. Only a couple more months before my debts are paid, and I can pay for something like this without a payment plan! YESSSS!

The weekend got over way too fast. One minute, I am eating McDonald's and having a three hour conversation with Taylor about her mom, and then, the alarm is going off and I have to get up and get ready for work! I like my job, but I HATE getting up early. I like to sleep in...something I don't get to do very often.

That three hour conversation was NOT a dream...it happened Friday night. I got a call telling me that Taylor had told her mom about a text on my phone that took place between me and her step-dad about the court date they had before Christmas, so I called Taylor to give her crap for telling her mom my business...and she explained to me that yes, she did tell her mom that there was a text on my phone discussing the court date, but no, she did not say anything else, so anything else is being made up. Guess who is making it up? Gee, I wonder...
Anyways, I didn't bring it up at all that evening, but Taylor did. We sat at the dining room table and talked for 3 hours. She opened up to me about so many things. I am NOT going to get into it on here, but let's just say that Taylor has a very level head on her shoulders, and sees things the way they really are.

The rest of the weekend, I just worked on Angie's baby gift, which is almost done. I did a little cleaning, visited the parents, and just hung around the house.

Jessie called me yesterday and told me that she tried out for the track team, and will find out today if she made the team or not. :)

Cryptic Texts & Uptight City Slickers

This is a picture of me looking over the city of Boise, Idaho from Table Rock. When you are down in the city, you can look up on this mountain and see a giant white cross beaming through the night. When you drive up to Table Rock and look down, this is what you see...it is breathtaking! It is so quiet and peaceful up there. My best friend took this picture.


I seem to be on a whirlwind of emotional turmoil this week. I was much happier last week with my feelings of elation and jubilation...even though there have been some things happening this week that are very positive. One of those positive things is that my most famous adversary is getting a taste of bitter medicine this week, but this person had it coming, and should have gotten ALOT worse, but...oh well...it is a GREAT feeling to know that this person is getting a bit of comeuppance.
I predicted it long ago.

Anyways, Last night, I got a very weird text. There was no address as to who it came from...it just said "Check Email". That's it. So, I did. Nothing. Whoever it was, either sent the wrong person the text, or sent the email to the wrong place. hmmm.

In other news, I have learned that I am an uptight city slicker that never got to enjoy being a teenager because I didn't run around outside in my bra and panties when I was 14 with my girlfriends. This is the gospel according to Mark.
Forgive me for not wanting a teen in my charge to degrade herself by posting pictures on the internet of herself running around outdoors in her underwear. Uptight? Whatever!

What's on TV?

Last night when I got home, I made dinner the second I got in the door, and then sat down to work on a gift for my sister's baby. I can't say what I am making...because she reads this blog. :) Shortly thereafter, Mark comes home and we decided it was time to do our taxes, so we sat for a couple of hours doing those. THANK GOD that is overwith, and now we can get some more bills paid off! YAY!

Well, it got close to 8:00, and Hunter was watching some cute movie on Showtime. I was busy working on my stuff, and Mark was finishing up our tax stuff, and no sooner did 8:00 hit, then I hear the cute movie go off, and then an alarming dialect started pouring out of the TV! There sits my 8 year old son staring slack jawed at the TV while a bunch of disgruntled women yelled at eachother because one licked the other's cunt, and one used a dildo, and "F-----" some guy... I mean... it was a matter of SECONDS before I was up and over to that TV to shut it off, but in that few seconds, my son got QUITE an education! I mean, seriously! It was FOUL! That is the type of show that should come on MUCH later in the evening...not prime time where kids might come across it! I believe the show is called The L Word or something like that, but they didnt even have opening credits or anything, they just opened the show with this vulgar argument that these women were having with eachother.

Man!

Okay, moving on...
I am still fixing all of the wedding pictures from this weekend. Who knew that flourescent lights would make everyone's hair turn green? Yeah, so I have a whole lot of editing to do before I can present these photos to my sister. Thank GOD for Photoshop Elements for Dummies!

Did I mention that my son got selected for the G.A.T.E. program? That's Gifted And Talented Education to the "layman". LOL!
I am so proud! Kids who are in this program get to take a college class on the weekends. This class is on a list that they get to choose from. There is Creative Art, Science, Japanese Culture and Theater. He is torn between science and creative art. I am just happy that he got accepted! I am so extremely proud!

I guess Jessie is doing better too. She got her work caught up and she got some really good scores on her latest Math and English tests. She got 100 % on the English tests, and 90% on the math test because she missed a decimal point. Regardless, I am happy that she is working hard to bring herself up.

I am trying to plan a vacation for around the time of my birthday. I would like to get Jessie home for the summer, and then take a family trip to Chicago. I think that would be awesome! I have to get some plans in the works, but I can't wait! The pier, the museums, the shops, the buildings, I think my family will have alot of fun!

Since its still the middle of the day, I have to get some work done now.

Hasta!

GOSSIP ALERT!!!

What a weekend! WOW!

Friday, I left work early because Hunter got sick...so I spent the afternoon at home with him. Then, Saturday, as we all know was Valentine's day! I went to Brenda's wedding and took pictures-my favorite thing to do- and then rushed home and got ready to go out with my hubby wubby. We went to the local watering hole because there was a band playing. A VERY GOOD band called Backup Solution. They ROCK!
Anways, I had a really good time! I danced, drank, laughed, flirted-with everyone. LOL! So did Mark, so don't think too badly of me. LOL!
At the end of the night, I ran into someone who filled me in on the happenings of the 2003 class reunion! WOW! Let's just say that I learned a few more things about a certain someone who was MARRIED at the time... and got CAUGHT being NAUGHTY in the parking lot!
Oh, the things you hear about people when they have SCORNED pretty much EVERYONE that knows them!
Now I hear that this same someone might be coming back to town and this time on a more temporarily permanent basis...if that makes sense.
Batten down the hatches! Hide your spouses! (Notice I didn't specify sex...)


Back to another topic...Hunter is still sick, and has been running this fever for 3 days now. I heard there is a virus going around where kids are getting a bad cough accompanied by a fever of 102, and that it lasts for about a week, and when the kids recover, they are wiped out for a while. This is moving slowly but steadily across the state. It was in Wixom 2 weeks ago, and has now hit my town in the central part of the state. UGH.

As for Jessie, I haven't heard a peep out of her since last week, so I am going to call her tonight to get a report.

Now, it's off to work!

Sunset, Fire and wood

You can see where the fire department ripped the siding off, and you can see that the roof is caved in...I feel awful for these people. I know how it feels to have your house catch on fire, so I can imagine how these people feel. I was 10 when our house caught on fire...we all know it was Angie's fault. LOL!

This is the picture of the house that burned last night. I tried to get some decent pictures of it, but it was getting dark and I couldnt get out of my car to take the pictures, so they are blurry. UGH! I HATE blurry pictures!

I took this picture last night when the house was burning. It is also blurry, but it was my view from across a field and through some trees at nighttime, so it is as good as it gets!

Earlier in the evening, this is the sunset... I am facing the house that burned too, so its a bit eerie.
See, Angie! This is what Mark was up to on Saturday, allllll day long!
Last weekend, I told my sister that Mark had left without telling anyone where he was going and had been gone all day...well, as it turns out, he was out chopping wood. We now have so much wood that we can barely see the woodburner from the house!

Never a dull moment!

This here is Angie again... Gosh, my cellphone is fun! HA!

So, yesterday I was depressed because my daughter is screwing up in her new school, and it saddens me to no end. I wish I could see inside her mind and figure out what the hangup is, and fix it for her...In my mind's eye, I see all of these prayers going up to God, and he finally pays attention, and gives her a gentle nudge in the hiney, and she suddenly snaps out of her funk, and realizes that she needs to get her life on track...and then she is forever changed. *sigh* to dream...
I talked to her stepmom today though and she said that Jessie did really good on her paper, and that she even took it upon herself to talk to her teachers and find out what she needs to do to get caught up. That is a step in the right direction, at least.

Last night, I was laying in my bed playing "brain age" on Hunter's DS when I heard a firetruck go past the house...it was loud and close, but I ignored it because in the country, you really cant see anything anyways...but then I heard another...and another...and ANOTHER...and then I heard the hose being reeled out, and shouting...etc...
I looked out side, and the house across the street was on fire! I mean ON FIRE! The roof and the whole upstairs was completely engulfed and flames were shooting 50 feet high!
Then, Mark told me that he thinks it's Arson because he saw a truck parked in front of that house just a little bit ago and a guy running out of the house, getting in the truck and driving off ...so he got his boots on and went down to tell the cops what he saw. I guess we will find out soon enough what happened.
I am going to take pictures of the house tonight when I get home from work and I will post them tomorrow.

Pray for her...

I am so worried about this child. She seems so lost. It is as if she has given up on her life and refuses to care as long as she can do as she pleases.

My prayer for her is that she finds her way, and realizes that she can't skirt her way through life, and has to take responsibility for her own actions. My prayer is that she starts to see herself as the beautiful, intelligent, kind hearted angel that I know she is, and lives her life as such.

She is not turning in her homework assignments again. She is back to her same old ways. I ask her why, she says she doesn't know. She says its too hard. She never asks for help.

She might get held back again. She is 14 and in the 7th grade, doomed to repeat the grade. She will be the only 16 year old in 8th grade if she keeps going down this path.

What do I do? How do I help her move forward? How do I show her the mess she is creating?

What do I do?

Above are pictures from my sister's baby shower. I don't even know who this kid is, but he loved me, and latched on to me immediately. He was either sitting on me in some fashion, or driving his toy trucks into my elbows as I laid on the floor. What I notice the most about these pictures is the chunky monkey face of mine. UGH! AWFUL! My nose looks HUGE and my jowls look robust. Yep, time to lay off the goodies and kick that work out in to high gear!

Since my back is now getting back into place nicely, I feel liberated! I feel like I owe it to myself to start restrengthening my core muscles, and also start getting ready for bikini season. I am SURELY not ready right now.

I also notice that my hairs are very dark. Yup, need some highlights...and a tan. When I see pictures of my self right now, I look like I just got released from the flu ward at the hospital. Pale, pasty and a little shiny looking...like sweaty or something. Nasty! Gotta do something about that. I don't feel like myself when I look this bad.

Anyways, Taylor finally came home Friday evening and I have never seen a kid so happy to see us in my life! She came and got in bed with me, and immediately, before she even hit the bed, I could smell cigarette smoke on her. ICK! She told me that both her mom, her grandpa (who is gravely ill with lung cancer-go figure, right?) and her grandpa's girlfriend smoke like chimneys, and you could cut the smoke with a knife because it was so thick! She had no escape from it in that tiny apartment, and was grossed out. She said that all day long at school, people were telling her that she smelled like cigarettes. GAG!
Well, she laid in bed with me for a while, then when Mark got out of the tub, she hugged on him and kissed him and showered him with affection for a good long time. She told us both that she missed us a bunch and was glad to be home. WOW! Amazing! I could say alot about that, but I will just keep it to myself on here, because, alas, nothing on the internet is private, right? I will just say that FINALLY, she sees the light. LOL!

Friday night, I talked to Jessie online for a couple of hours and we had the webcams on. It was so good to see her. She had been off school all week because there was a "chance" of snow. WTF? A CHANCE... of snow...jaysus! We have two feet of it on the ground up here, and they still havent closed school! Anyways, she looks healthy and pretty content. I get the feeling that she misses home though. She mentioned that she wants to come home for the summer too. YAY! I miss her so bad!

Well, I need to get back to work now. I have lots of plans to make and whatnot, so pretty soon, I will start posting before shots to my "Andrea makeover" LOL!

Is it Thursday Already?

Gosh, this week is hauling ass! That is what happens though when you miss a day of work!
My back was out, so I stayed home on the heating pad. I feel like an 80 year old! So, I am going to make a promise to myself that once my back gets back in line, I am going to start strength training on a daily basis. I have heard that strength training is more effective for weight loss and toning than running, so that sounds like my kinda workout!
I feel sluggish anyways, so it should do me some good, right?

I will write more later. Not much happening at the moment.

Why can't things just go smoothly?

That is Amber... my seester. Oh, the fun things you can do with a cellphone! LOL!

Anyways, Amber had it right when she said that she is going home tonight and will have a couple glasses of wine. I feel like I need to do the same.

My back is out, and I have been walking around like an 80 year old man with my buttcheeks clenched. I feel like someone punched me in my lower back. It is miserable.

I am all nerved up because Taylor's mom is coming to town, and it is inevitable that every time she comes to town, something happens. Last time she was here, she told us she would take Taylor to dance class, which we were paying $300 a month for with no help from her, and then she never took her. She had a lame ass excuse every time.
This time is turning out to be no different. She called me last week to tell me that her dad is dying and she is coming to town for a few days to visit him, and wants to get Taylor while she is here. I told her that Taylor has cheer practice every night and cannot miss it, so she said that she would make sure she takes her. Well, already, she is making her miss practice tonight because she wants Taylor there to get her from the airport. Ooookayyy...see...this was not mentioned to me, or Mark. Then, she wants Taylor to miss 2 days of school to spend time with her...isnt that quite selfish? I mean...the semester JUST started...and already mom is taking her out of school. Then I find out that mom has a court date and plans on taking Taylor to court with her for some reason...Mark is NOT HAPPY about that and made it clear that Taylor will not be at court. I will BET MONEY that she will take her anyways. The whole situation is pretty frustrating.

Anyways, another thing just happened at lunch. My sister called to tell me that my uncle Brian is in the hospital and is not breathing on his own, and might not make it. My grandma (mom) is on a plane right now to go see him in Colorado. 1. I am upset about Brian, obviously, 2. I am worried about my mom flying alone 3. I wish I could do something to help.

Keep your fingers crossed that everything works out for the best.

Weekend in a nutshell

Friday night, I was supposed to meet my friend Kristy to go out for her birthday, but by the time I got finished with my haircut, and then drove home through a snowstorm, it was already time to go, so I called her up and told her that I was afraid to go out because the roads were terrible out in my neck of the woods. Right after that, someone went off the road into the creek that runs along the road in front of my house! My husband had to go out and pull this car out of the creek! Scawwy!
So, we ended up getting some dinner, and hanging out at home for the night. Saturday, Taylor had a cheer competition and had to be to the bus by 7:30 am for a trip to Michigan Center, and then Hunter had a game at 2:00. His team lost, but I tell you what! Our boys put up a good fight! There was alot of falling down again. There was a ball to the face, an ear about got ripped off, and then someone took an elbow to the nose. They play rough out there!

Sunday, I got up and went to my mom's house. It was so nice to visit with her! My sisters showed up and the silliness began! The picture above is proof. HA! We ended up taking bandannas and cutting them into strips and then tied the strips around some small buckets. Those are going to be table centerpieces at the wedding. That is about all we accomplished. Oh, and we ate some donuts.

Last night was the super bowl, obviously, and we had a couple of friends come over. The guys watched the game while me & Amy did a little bit of scrap-booking in the kitchen. The kids ran amuck. That was pretty fun!

So, now here we are at another fine monday! I am kinda busy here, so I am keeping it short and sweet for now.

Beginning on a Friday...

While I sit here waiting for my lunch to come from the local chinese place, I thought I would tell ya a bit about my upcoming weekend.

Tonight, my friend Kristy wants to celebrate her birthday, so we are going to get together and go to a place called the Firm. I have never been there before, but from what I saw on their myspace page, it looks kinda cool. They have a lighted bar that glows neon colors like blue and pink across the entire surface. Pretty cool!

Right after work though, I am going to get my hair cut. I have pretty long hair, and it is in need of a trim and some style. I have it all one length at the moment, but I am in need of some layers so I don't look so haggish. I have crazy bangs that do what they want, so I figure...why not cut more hair around it to make the rest of it freak out! Good theory, right?
Hopefully, I wont embarrass Kristy tonight when we go out with my "Sideshow Bob" hairdo.

My 8 year old son plays basketball, and he has a game tomorrow afternoon. I don't know if you have ever watched little kids playing basketball (or any sport for that matter) but it is pretty damn funny! They try so hard, and they really do good, but just watching them run around is kinda funny. They fall alot. I crack up laughing, and then get the stink eye from their parents...makes for new friends in town, you know. My son falls more than anyone else's though. So, its all fair.

My stepdaughter is a competition cheerleader. She also has a competition tomorrow, so I have a busy day ahead of me. She lives with me and my husband, her father full time. It has always been this way. I could tell you the whole story, but you don't have that much time, so I won't go into detail, except to say that her mother isnt around. She can't seem to get far enough away...and that is fine by me. The farther away the better. However, she is blowing back into town this coming week like a bad storm, and I am preparing myself for that. Not looking forward to it in the least. I keep hearing the song from wizard of oz as the witch rides up on her broom...

I also have a daughter of my own, but she is currently staying with her father in Tennessee. That was a terribly hard decision to make, and it kills me to be away from her, but she wanted to be there, and if that makes her happy, then that is all that matters. I miss her terribly though, and cry about it every day. I hope that she decides that the grass isnt greener on the other side and comes home soon. sniffle sniffle.

My husband and I went out last weekend to hankerd's in Pleasant Lake and that was pretty fun! I got a little carried away with the girl on girl dirty dancing, and I think my husband was pretty embarrassed, but hey...someone has to be the night's entertainment, right?
I heard from alot of people on facebook that I had some pretty impressive moves...but I think that was just a polite way of saying "Hey, we alllll saw you acting stupid, and we are allll talking about it behind your back!" Only kidding...kinda. My motto is if they are talking about me, they are leaving someone else alone, right?

So, Sunday, I am meeting my mom and sisters to discuss the wedding of my other sister...who has lost her damn mind and cant seem to get this shit together. pfft. Can't. Wait.

Anyways, maybe tomorrow I can write about how my night went and how my new haircut looks...maybe I will even post pictures of before and after.