Summer.. so far.

The Kids (well... me) have been keeping up a notebook of all of our summer exploits, and I told them I would post them once a week.

Mondays highlights: 3 sickies, watched HSM2 and ate what ever we could scavage from the fridge.

Tuesdays highlights: down to 1 sickie, speech was cancelled, made colorful volcanos... Cadens was a little TOO yellow...and everyone made and ate their very own pretzel creations. The big drama consisted of who got to choose the days movie... Tommy one, and then nobody watched. Not even the picker-outer.

Wednesdays highlights: EVERYONE HAS BEEN HEALED!! (until later when one regressed) so we loaded up for The Dollar Store and errands. In the mail summer school schedules for the shorties, Jr high Orientation schedule, and the dreaded report cards- (these could be more accurately described as not so hot lights.) We made ZippyBag Ice Cream, kicked the teenager out and forced him to spend the night with his buddy, and was suprised by a PURDY new daddy made computer desk!! Way to go Daddy-o!

Thursdays exploits: Ran around trying to get my transcript from one college to the Real College... Uncle Bob came and kidnapped the Teen, and the rest of us spent the day visiting (SANITY RECHARGE!) with Meesh. Told her she should visit more often so we have an excuse to go out and have dinner! Had an unexpected phone call, and discovered that dads windshield had and accident. Its the mystery crack that defies explanation.

Friday - yoohoo! : had MORE Real College paperwork to deal with, Billy, Caden and Kenny headed to Grandmas. Kayler made Pizzas for lunch and Chili Dogs for dinner. We all crashed out in the bedroom and watched Camp Rock on the Disney Channel. Jack spent her first night in the house, curled up on me just the the kids did when they were teeny. But STEVEN, its NOT the same thing!

That sums up our week of excitement... for next week, we hope to have a project and a food type thing every day, less trips into town, more naps for mom, and a sickie free existence.

Keep your fingers crossed!

IT'S A GIRL!!!

We've added a new member to the family...

Random bits from the check out line~

Check-Out Lady- So hows school going? You about done for the summer?

Me- I just finished my last final! No class until August.

COL- That's good. Give yourself a little down time- send the kids outside and take a break.

Me- I know- I just don't know what I am going to do with myself.

COL- Well with ALL THOSE KIDS - I know what you SHOULDN'T be doing!! wink, wink, nudge, nudge- snort!

Ahhh.... my reputation precedes me.

Ahhhhh

Well, It's Friday.

Seems like this week flew by... and I don't have much to show for it. Don't get me wrong- a lot of stuff has gone on... just nothing notably productive. Or constructive.

The living room is a mess, the laundry is piled up, the kids' rooms are unmentionable (by that I mean if I mention them, it involves long strings of verb-age that could shame a sailor)... the yard needs to be mowed and the cobwebs are taking over the house... not much to show for my classes being over for the summer.

Felt guilty (briefly) until I sat down to figure out where all my time went...

1 Summer Birthdays birthday party, 3 trips to the pool, 2 BBq's, 2 picnics in the park, 2 Baseball games, 3 field days, an armload of teacher gift bags.... because they're really aren't many people out there who deserve them more than the teachers do!

I have also had 2 sickly little boys (who gets sick on the vary last day of school?!) Multiple runs to Walmart... because between gas prices and grocery costs brings up the question of how much I can sell a kidney for...

So, busy busy week. Maybe next week I can DO something.

Lost in translation

Somewhere along the way "My finals are over!!" was translated into "We don't have to do ANYTHING, Mom can do it."

Harumph.

When the baby is wet- CHANGE HER. If someone has an accident- CLEAN IT UP. If you are going out of the house- BRUSH YOUR HAIR. I don't know where your shoes are, I DON'T WEAR THEM. If you don't like whats to eat, DON'T EAT IT, and really DON'T WHINE ABOUT IT. If your room is trashed and your chores aren't done- DON'T EVEN ASK. WHINING DOES NOT GAIN YOU SYMPATHY.

It just gives me a headache, keeps me from my coffee, and makes me grumpy.

And might make me start counting days until I am back in school~

And the clouds parted...

and the sun shined down... the birds were singing... ahhhhhh. Finals are OVER!

In other short lived news blips.... Clara is a walking bruise factory. I'm just lucky not to have had any photos planned.

Got a phone call in the middle of my final...from the school. A Certain One had belly button issues- and they were HUGE. To her. It wasn't nearly as interesting to everyone else though. Especially in the middle of Organic Chemistry.

And a teenager I know, got busted for bringing stink bomb fixings to school. The bus driver caught a whiff, tossed her cookies... and now I get the honor of driving him to and from school for the rest of the year. Its only a week- and if I weren't his mom, I could be upset about that.

But finals are over.

And it's funny, I don't care who you are....

In a Haze

Day 5 of Finals Migraine 2008...

Took the Shorties (2 of 'em) to Walmart- I figured I could run in this morning and just get it over with. BAD idea.

You know how a dog can smell fear... Kids can smell a headache. I think that sometimes people confuse the issue, thinking that kids CAUSED the brain pain... when in fact they are just the early warning system... they let you know its coming...

And THEN completely take advantage of the situation.

The volume increases, the "whiny" voices come out. They play up the "tired" symptoms to incredible levels. Like the usually mellow Miss Claire.... she gets snugly when she's tired. Unless I have a headache- then she wants to be held, then put down, than have a snack- but not THAT snack. She wants in the seat of the cart, in the basket of the cart, pushing the cart... running away from the cart...

Ugh.

How does the brain be running a zillion miles an hour, and me not be able to focus or understand any part of it?

2 lectures, and one final.... and this countdown continues...