Okay, okay, okay.....jeees!

Alright,

So, I'm busy, like can't figure out where to begin and what comes next busy.

Here's the thing.

No one warned me about how much school puts a huge crimp in your schedule.

-Early dinner? - nope, pumpkin's not home yet.
-Late dinner? - nope, pumpkin's got to get to bed.
-All night movie watching? (sleep be damned!) - nope, pumpkin has to sleep.
-Midnight trip to Denny's? - nope, school tomorrow
-Take a day off work to get family photo's done - sorry, the oldest is missing.
-Oooo, Hey Jeeves, I'm home early and the baby is asleep, wanna fool around? - nope, bus will be here in 5 minutes (okay I could probably work that one out, but you get the idea.)

Plus, she's still kinda young, so we have to meet her at the bus stop, so one of us has to be  there by 4:25 in case it gets there early, and one of us has to go and be with her when she gets on the bus, sweet jumping june-bugs, this is a pain in the butt.

On the upside, I'm not sleeping in anymore...

wait that's not an upside.

shit

Also, DEAR GOD THE FUNDRAISING!!!!!!
really?
really?
seriously?

(Note to school: I'm selling two things this year and neither of them is an entertainment book, school pride t-shirt, really inconvenient grocery shopping opportunities or Dave and Buster play points. kaythanxbye.)

In related news: Since when do Daisy Girl Scouts sell cookies? I remember daisies being a weekly play date with people in cute blue tunics, (cause back in the day we wore our uniforms to meetings, Juliette Low is probably plotting zombie-hood based on the current state of things)

GAH!!! I'm just all sorts of irritated and ill -tempered. Luckily Thriller just came on the radio and apparently  there are Candy Corn Oreos in the world today. things might just be looking up, must investigate.

That's Hot...well not really.

So, if cool means awesome, and awesome means pretty great, the fact that I have to miss Trunk or Treat to attend a wedding for two people I don't like and don't believe give two sheets about me is, hot?

maybe?

Aside: How is it that hot and cool are opposites except when used to describe things that don't have anything to do with temperature and then they sort of mean the same thing?

Anyway, a friends (and I use the tern loosely) is getting married on a Friday night to a girl who at best is unkind to her future husband and at worst is the worse possible stereotypical bit of lunatic crazy face I've ever come across. After dating for a few years in what can only be described as an exercise in mental health issues and forcing the guy to basically sever all contact with any friends aside from her own, they are getting married in a Catholic ceremony (neither one of them attends church).

Now, I don't care if the spineless wonder wants to marry she-crazy but I am now being forced to sit through a service that means basically nothing to either of them and then expected to come to a reception where I will know 3 people including the two being married.

I'd rather be dressed as a yard gnome handing candy to cute kids from my church out of a wishing well made from cardboard while people tell me how cute my kids are.

So, now I'm hoping Sunshine's school will have a Trunk or Treat, or something fun and fall related.

This blows.

Road Trip!

I got back from vacation and am now fully back in the swing of things.

Ready to start weaning squirt and get these last 20 pounds removed from my body. Having to keep putting 2000+ calories into an almost 30 year old, post baby body was not conducive to losing pounds. But, I am no longer pumping at work and since Squirt has been taking bottles while I was away this should be a rather smooth transition. I've made it the 6 months and since he's teething I'm ready. Plus he's starting on pureed baby food and loving every bit of that. He really likes the applesauce and bananas, but I have to mix them together because straight bananas bind him up something awful.

We drove down to Branson, Missouri for our vacation and had a blast seeing shows, eating too much food and relaxing in our gorgeous little cottage in the Stormy Point Village. It looked like who-ville, so cute!

Who-Ville, it looked even cuter at night. 

Our cottage had two bedrooms with king sized beds and a fully stocked kitchen so we shopped at the grocery store and ate in a lot.

Now I want to do a nautical thing in my kitchen, dratted home improvements. 

Our house was also directly across from the clubhouse and pool so the girls and I went swimming a lot.

the roof to the left of the yellow umbrella was ours. 

We saw an acrobat show, rode the ducks,

Not our duck photo, but you get the idea. 

played black light mini golf, saw a vocal impressionist, a magic show, went through a mirror maze and then went to the Dixie Stampede.

30 dollars for a meal my kids didn't even touch, awesome. 

On the way down we stopped for ice cream and on the home home we stopped at Lamberts and ate until we nearly exploded. Hot beef sandwich with coleslaw and two rolls that I caught when the waiter tossed them at me

I'm going back here, maybe when I turn 30, it's a 2 hours drive. 

My Food. 

It was a blast and was my first real vacation since I got married and went on my honeymoon.
 8 years is too long man.

But I'm back and I'm busy, this week I'm holding my very first girl scout meeting and teaching my second class of 5 for this semester of LEADD classes. I'm teaching a fun course on the united states with funny laws, state facts, landmarks and famous faces. Getting ready for the holidays and keeping my head above water should leave little time for snacking and hopefully when the Merry Day rolls around I'll be done with my projects and super skinny. I hope to get my photos from vacation this week and I'll be able to show you.