well, as stated before, the Canadians are coming and are now, in fact, here. and burned. bad. perhaps arriving at the beach at 11AM wasn't a good thing, but it was a beautiful day and we had fun. my friend who drinks rum is medicated due to the sunburn. but, she's a trooper and will not let that stop her...the woman has a vacation trip binder and she WILL do everything that is planned!
in addition to the Canadians, my Minnesota friends are here, too. they are not as burned and have no trip binder. and, today is my friend's birthday! let's all join in now...
"happy birthday to youuuuuu
happy birthday to youuuuuuuu
happy birthday dear S****
happy birthday to youuuuuuuuu"
must go get a cake.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
the Canadians are coming! the Canadians are coming!
this time tomorrow, they will be in flight to Florida!
I will be making this as a "welcome to Florida, say hello to your sweat glands and goodbye to snow" drink.... I got this from my guilty pleasure show Real Housewives of NYC on Bravo.
The Skinny Girls Margarita
What you'll need:
2 oz of clear Tequila (100% agave, Patron Silver)
(count 1, 2 while you pour, no need for measuring)
A splash of fresh lime juice
A splash of Cointreau, Grand Marnier or Triple Sec
Combine all ingredients over a glass of ice
Garnish with a lime wedge and salt (or sugar) if you'd like.
I will be making this as a "welcome to Florida, say hello to your sweat glands and goodbye to snow" drink.... I got this from my guilty pleasure show Real Housewives of NYC on Bravo.
The Skinny Girls Margarita
What you'll need:
2 oz of clear Tequila (100% agave, Patron Silver)
(count 1, 2 while you pour, no need for measuring)
A splash of fresh lime juice
A splash of Cointreau, Grand Marnier or Triple Sec
Combine all ingredients over a glass of ice
Garnish with a lime wedge and salt (or sugar) if you'd like.
it's hard to be a 1 yr old's Momma
today, the following things have happened with my baby boy.
* he tried to hang himself from the window blinds by taking the cords OUT OF THE SAFETY HOOK. so much for that home safety thingy.
* he somehow learned to do a 180 in his highchair, while buckled in. and then he stood up, facing backwards.
* he was knocked over by the dog. 3 times.
* he ate dirt
* he got into the trash, again.
* he slipped in the bathtub while standing.
* he pooped 5 times.
* he bit my toe. again.
he is now safely tucked into his bed, fast asleep. here's hoping he stays that way until about 6:30ish AM.
* he tried to hang himself from the window blinds by taking the cords OUT OF THE SAFETY HOOK. so much for that home safety thingy.
* he somehow learned to do a 180 in his highchair, while buckled in. and then he stood up, facing backwards.
* he was knocked over by the dog. 3 times.
* he ate dirt
* he got into the trash, again.
* he slipped in the bathtub while standing.
* he pooped 5 times.
* he bit my toe. again.
he is now safely tucked into his bed, fast asleep. here's hoping he stays that way until about 6:30ish AM.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
well, they broke wooden boards successfully!
The 3 New Toughest Kids on the Block
so, they did it. I only had 1 beer prior to leaving for karate(don't worry, the man drove). I wasn't going to drink anything, but at the last moment I had a moment of panic and chugged a beer. I do not think I have drank a beer that quickly since college.
Jack did great! he thought it was pretty cool to break a wooden board. he did it 3 times, once with his hand and twice by kicking it. his friend that went with us did awesome! he does not take karate, and he just broke the boards like it was nothing. Erin had to do all 3 of hers with her foot, but man was she proud of herself afterwards!!!!
I was holding Luke throughout the whole ordeal, and that kind of hid my cringing and such. afterwards, we took them all to a burger place and let them play in the kid germzone tunnels.
Jack getting ready for the first break...look at Erin's face as she is watching!
post breaking board happiness
Erin...getting ready to break a board!
he is still never going to learn those scary knife things. no way. no how. Momma can only consume so much alcohol prior to family events before people start to "talk".
Monday, April 14, 2008
I may need some of those "happy" drugs
my friend has been very sick. she has been given a lot of very nice sounding "happy pills". I wonder if Holly could send me a pill or 2 by Friday?
what happens Friday? ohhhh, you are gonna love this.
Friday night, my son will learn how to break a board at karate. and the teachers were so nice, they invited my 4 year old daughter to come and learn it, too. the man is all excited to see it. he wants to try, too. I was sort of in an "ER emergency orthopedic surgery required with casts and pins and nerve damage and oh yeah the Mom need stitches in her head from where she fainted and fell" premonition daze.
I'm really not a good karate Momma.
I watch and wince and cover my eyes or pretend to be reading something very important but I am really watching, on the edge of my seat, ready to jump over the half wall to pick him up, do CPR, carry him to the hospital, whatever is necessary. and he has no clue how nervous this karate business makes me. I smile and put on a brave face for my 8 year old, and even give him a thumbs up every now and then, cheering him on. but in my mind, I really would not mind if he wanted to join the chess club.
so, back to Friday. when in life does one need to know how to break a wooden board with your hand? are there no saws available? what if you get a splinter? what if the board does not break and you end up with a broken hand instead?
yes, we'll have the camera to document this. Momma may need a strong drink by the time it is all over.
the thought of my son...hitting a wooden board with his hand...shudder.
and my little girl, with pink nail polish, hitting a board?...picture me keeling over right about then.
thank God they did not extend the special class invitation to the baby.
what happens Friday? ohhhh, you are gonna love this.
Friday night, my son will learn how to break a board at karate. and the teachers were so nice, they invited my 4 year old daughter to come and learn it, too. the man is all excited to see it. he wants to try, too. I was sort of in an "ER emergency orthopedic surgery required with casts and pins and nerve damage and oh yeah the Mom need stitches in her head from where she fainted and fell" premonition daze.
I'm really not a good karate Momma.
I watch and wince and cover my eyes or pretend to be reading something very important but I am really watching, on the edge of my seat, ready to jump over the half wall to pick him up, do CPR, carry him to the hospital, whatever is necessary. and he has no clue how nervous this karate business makes me. I smile and put on a brave face for my 8 year old, and even give him a thumbs up every now and then, cheering him on. but in my mind, I really would not mind if he wanted to join the chess club.
so, back to Friday. when in life does one need to know how to break a wooden board with your hand? are there no saws available? what if you get a splinter? what if the board does not break and you end up with a broken hand instead?
yes, we'll have the camera to document this. Momma may need a strong drink by the time it is all over.
the thought of my son...hitting a wooden board with his hand...shudder.
and my little girl, with pink nail polish, hitting a board?...picture me keeling over right about then.
thank God they did not extend the special class invitation to the baby.
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