Interview

A quick interview today for you. When the camera turns on the boys get a little silly and their speech sounds more baby-ish, but you'll get the drift.


My voice sounds weird. Let's pretend its the pain meds.

Scenes from being stuck on the couch.

Dear blogland, I must like you a lot if I am sharing these pics with you...

Also, Keith forced me to watch Swamp People. Help me people, help me.

Courtesy of the pain meds

Pain meds are good in the way that they make your mind drift and you remember things you meant to do a while back, but then they also disable your ability to actually get those things done. Make sense, people? Consider that a warning that there is going to be some random pics and postings coming your way.

Surgery on the ankle is done. All I'll say is nerve block=awesome. Nerve block wearing off at 1am=not awesome. A husband that insists on rolling around on bed causing non-nerve-blocked-leg-to-bounce=even less awesome. That's the only update on the leg I'll give other than to say rolling husband has been a (mostly) non-complaining fantastic nurse. Without him tending to me here, and without Nana and Oupa watching the boys, the last few days would have been impossible.

On to happier things. The boys finished their first season of Lil' Kickers a few weeks ago. They did so good! We're taking a break for the summer so we can enjoy as much pool time as possible, but we plan on getting back to soccer ball kicking in the fall.

 Look how big our goddaughter is already! BabyGirl is precious. This was taken at her brother's third birthday party.

While looking for pics of her brother on this bday, I got distracted by pictures taken on another day, when we went kite-flying. While his expresssion doesnt show it, he really was excited about the excursion...

 It was a really, really gusty day, but some of us were successful at keeping the kite airborn. I won't brag or anything, but it was me.

 It's not that he wasn't trying....

 We got bored with the kites and switched to good ole ball throwing and running.

 And retired to the house to play with dad's iPhone. Fun!

I feel like I wanted to make a specific point after sharing these pics, hmmm...cant remember what that might be. The boys are sharing? Maybe that's it. Who knows. Until later, peoples.

Party.

We attended the birthday party of one of our class friends this past weekend. She is quite the girly girl, and had a Fancy Nancy party. If you don't know if this Fancy Nancy, google her and you will learn all about her. She is the ultimate girly girl. Our boys were some of the few boys in attendance, but we did our best to wear the given top hat and sequin ties.

We also played and played. It was our first time to this particular playhouse and we will definitely be back.

Things happen.

It's been brought to my attention that I have dropped the ball on this whole blogging thing. So lucky for that friend I had a little mishap, tumbled down some stairs, and ended up with a dislocated and fractured ankle. Ouch is an understatement, y'all.

Tomorrow we enjoyed the company of the fine folks at the local ER, tomorrow is an ortho doctors appointment Znd then hopefully Wednesday is surgery. The hopeful part refers to the day the surgery will be, not wether or not we have surgery, that has already been decided.

So, lots of time sitting with an elevated foot means I can enjoy the Blogger app I downloaded. And in between pain pull doses we will enjoy many new blogs posts.

Am I even making sense? Its been a long day.

Muffins with Mom

This morning I went to the boys school for Muffins with Mom. This was a big deal apparently, and I got assistance picking my shoes, lipstick shade, earrings, and was handed my make-up bag as I was getting ready. I like to think the boys are just attentive to details and not that they think when left to my own devices I look like a slob. Hmmm.

So  I managed to get decent, and we went to school and got our muffins. I was served mine, but then they temporarily ran out. The teacher tried to ask G to share with her, but G have her this look. This look says, lady I need my own muffin.

 To distract the muffin-needing boy, she brought over their handmade gifts, which I LOVE. Love. Love.

 We discussed the making of the frames and before you knew it, muffins arrived and happiness was restored.

 Though you'd never know it from the pictures we took. Can no one smile for mommy? As a sidenote, my hair appointment is later today. Really wish it had been yesterday...

 So we sat and ate the muffins and then G asked me where I was going to put my new pictures they made me. I thought out loud-maybe in my office, or on the bedside table? G liked those options, but C grabbed his and said I'm putting this in my room.  Uhmm. Hmmm. Seems the idea of making something for mommy   was fun, but he didn't care for the idea of mommy actually taking that item. When I asked if I could put it in my room, this was my response.

 And for the next 5 minutes he longingly stared at the frame he made...

 G, being more willing to part with his items, agreed to pose. C wanted none of this.

 ...and opted to hide. See him?

 

 And now, for the grand finale of Muffins with Mom, the kids are to perform a little number for the moms. cant wait to see the singing and dancing! Oh wait....is G supposed to be standing all the way over to the side?

 And is C supposed to be crawling like a tiger? Surely not...

 So here we have it, below you see my boys' contribution to this morning's performance. Sullen/non-participatory and ground-loving crawling/shy. Gave me a good chuckle, which may have scared the little girl next to Cole...

Happy pre-Mother's Day!

Day 2 + I am forgetful

Update: Dammit, Blogspot, you froze and I lost most of my very long and witty blog entry. Here is a shorter recap.

So sometimes I think I posted a blog entry, but then I look back here and there's nothing. Like this entry. This little lady had her 9th birthday a week ago, and I thought I told you about it.  

So a belated happy birthday to Sara! Or, Oooooora, as the boys used to call her. Sometimes its sad that they speak so clearly now.

 She tore into her presents.

 And here is proof that Karen likes her, she got the balloon and streamers treatment.

 And let's see. What else did I think I told you about? More of our vacation's first day....

Which had more amazing waterfall views.

Covered bridge.

Would have stopped for more pics, but the bridge was loaded with horse manure. Not anyone's favorite smell, but any means...

Just past the bridge there was an alleged trail to another waterfall, and we were still feeling brave enough to do several more miles to find the new waterfall. At this point we are still smiling.

But we walked and walked. And found no such waterfall and turned back. And walked forever and forever and may have gotten a little grumpy.

But this delicious bowl full of fruit waiting in our cooler perked us right up. Hhhm. Tasty fruit.

We drove, found out dad had a biking accident-geez, old man, way to scare us!-and got to our hotel. While waiting for Keith to get our bags, I started wondering what I look like most of our vacation. And this is it.

Yes, I am easy to entertain. And here is what Keith looks like during most of our vacation:

Haha, I kid. He gets bored when I take forever to get ready and was reading the beer label out loud. Always learning, we are!

The rest of our night was good, a great dinner at LAB, followed by a great shared dessert at Old Europe cafe and a windy walk home. At the restaurant we sat at the front bar section of the patio and faced the street. Very entertaining in a city with lots of townies and  random electic folks. And when we were tired of watching them, we tried the brews.

And I lusted after the store across the street with all the star lanterns in the window. I have a thing for stars.

More townie watching.

The restaurant. Cool logo.

And dessert. Hmmmm.