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What a Weekend!!

Oh what a fun weekend! I am taking the opportunity to get this in now while the memories are still fresh. The kids are napping (yes the post time is correct, it is almost 7:00 PM... I think we are hoping that they will sleep straight through until moring after the busy weeekend we have had!)
Friday, Max had a petting zoo at school which he flipped over! Then Friday night the K5 crew (my sister and her kids) came to spend the weekend.
Saturday, family wedding with all the kids and all the extended relatives. Lots and lots of fun. Max was quite the Mack Daddy (separate post, I promise...with pics)
Sunday, brunch with the extended family!
Monday, neighborhood parade, followed by slip 'n slide and water balloons while Mike fired up the grill!
I am too tired to be wordy so here are the pics...
...possibly too tired for fireworks other than on TV..we will have to see...



Max slippin and slidin... 

Pretty Girl just getting her feet wet 

Splish Splash'in Kameron 

Even Woobie-Tang got in the action! 

Ben sure was hot, but he was having fun! 

Wet rats lunch! 

The 4th of July Parade in our neighborhood. These kids have come to this parade even when they were just growing in their mommies' tummies! 

For Kenneth

My dear sweet loving brother-in-law,

I cannot thank you enough for all that you have done over the years keeping Dad's beautiful Infiniti running. From brakes to thinga-ma-bobs and whatcha whosits, you kept her running beautifully. You even took time off during your all to brief visit to detail the inside and hide all the abuse that I along with my children have done. And this is how I repay you......












Ouch 

 

 

 

Help

Can someone tell me why I just loaded haloscan to my blog and lost all of my comments?
Can someone tell me if I can get them back?
Can someone tell me why I succumbed to peer pressure and added something to my blog that I know nothing about?

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

MoTher F &^%ER..SORRY SACK OF S^%T....

AHH..MOther F&%*!@ ..sorry sack of S^%$#...bastard...A^%$hole...b*&^tch...

I totalled my car...
My FATHER'S car....
The last piece of him that I really needed....

If anyone can help me with some more words to help vent my frustration I would be very appreciative.

The 1st's are over...

 

The 1st's are over...
the 1st night without him,
the 1st week,
the 1st month,
the 1st Father's Day,
the 1st time I walked into his closet and could smell his cologne still on his clothes,
the 1st birthday he missed,
the 1st time I visited his grave after the funeral,
the 1st time I answered, "Really, I am okay..." and meant it,
the 1st time I heard his favorite song on the radio and cried,
the 1st Thanksgiving,
the 1st Christmas,
the 1st time I dreamt about him and he looked the way he looked before he got sick,
the 1st tax season I actually had to do my own taxes,
the 1st birthday card without his name on the card,
the 1st time my mother said, "Really, I am okay..." and I believed her...
...the 1st year is over...
To see what a great guy my dad was, visit here and click on the "play movie".

Skipping therapy....

I have already stated previously that this blog is my cheap version of self therapy. I have been very anxious and strung out lately and been very lazy about attending to my theraputic lessons here at "Blah..blah..blah.... and it is obvious. I have lost a little control lately. You know that control button that freaks out right before you try to start anything new in your life? For some strange reason I thought by sending out an edict to the Universe, "My life needs to change or else" that the Universe would know exactly what I meant and I would wake up to a beautiful body, adoring husband who cleans the kitchen and mops the floors, a beautiful clean house with a new creative room/study ...(yes, the damn room is still in boxes) , a job where my work was caught up and fulfilling, yada yada....
...silly fool...
Had a wonderful weekend though! I escaped to Richmond to meet Jimmy! No, I am not cheating on Mike... Jimmy is Tiff's little boy. Precious, just absolutely precious. I brought a huge suitcase filled with 50lbs of clothes ranging from 0-6 months. We had such a great weekend sitting around doing nothing, and drinking wine...lots of wine. Two glasses into the evening when my eyes blinked a little slower but my mouth seemed to speed up with ease, I realized it had been way too long since I had done this! Cried when I got off the plane and saw her, cried when I got back on the plane and left her...Oh I love you, pretty girl!! Just pack it up and come home...Shaun will understand, right?!?!

How ya like them apples?

So I gotta say, I am a little disappointed in the Trumpmeister...

I did not watch the Apprentice...
I do not care who won, (but was glad to see that it was a woman)...

But can someone tell me why the choice for the previous male apprentices included massive 90-story building projects and multi-site business and residential buldings in Chicago and New York City, and the ladies got to choose between baby-sitting a beauty pageant or re-decorating one of his ocean side homes??!?!

WHAT THE HELL?!?!

i miss you...
i am not sure where the hell i have been...

I think I have posted a dozen blogs in my head driving to and from work or as I lay in my bed at night. I have this overwhleming need to write the details of my father's journey down yet I can't seem to go there. We are quickly approaching the one year mark and I feel like if I don't document it by then, it will all go away or get hazy in my mind... and then I think... there is no way. The thoughts and images are burned here forever. But what if they aren't? Quite frankly,I don't want the vivid images and dreams anymore...but dear God, please don't ever let them go away. I am swinging so far back and forth on this pendulum that I am getting dizzy... and it is getting tighter and tighter and faster and faster to the point that I am standing still because I don't want to go to extremes.
I am not going to go here all the time... but I am warning those of you who still come around I will be visiting often... and if you are tired of hearing about my father's death, go take a flying leap and take me off of your blogroll.

ON THE BRIGHTER BI-POLAR SIDE OF LIFE...

I am going to visit little Jimmy the firt part of June!
Kenneth comes home for a visit next week!
Max made a "nest" with 2 little eggs in it and carries it around with him where ever he goes. He is so sweet and gentle with them that I almost think they are going to hatch at some point and I will have 2 little blue birds flying around my house.
Ben's smile is getting bigger and brighter every day. He started rice cereal. I don't think he realizes that he is eating it, he just enjoys he uninterrupted time to stare at each other. The only reason he opens his mouth is because I open my mouth.. a weird mommy mirror thing that we all do...
I am done...I will be back soon... I promise... really, I do!

Jimmy

Welcome to the world, sweet Jimmy!
My best friend from high school gave birth to her 1st born son today! It ripped my heart out that she was in VA and I am here in TX...she called me on the way there, shortly after her epidural and right after he was born. I have never wanted to jump through a phone more in my life. I could hear him crying in the background and I was so filled with joy I could just burst! She called me again tonight when she was feeding him for the first time, and ironically I was feeding Ben...two moms serving up the mama moo juice to our precious sons... how far we have come from high school! I could feel the bond and the electricity of the moment through the phone.
Thank you for letting me share in those precious moments, even if I was just a voice on the phone...
God Bless you,my friend... and your husband... and your precious baby boy!