4am Resident Little Dude gets up with a 101.8 fever and states that vomit is imminent!
4:40am Wake-up and take Resident Teenager to swim practice. He is going to State as an alternate, so the early morning saga continues.
5:30am Get ready to hop in the shower and realize I am wearing Halloween socks...
Resident Teenager left uber early Saturday morning for the last swim meet of the season. The highlight--- he won his 100 breaststroke heat. I am really going to miss my 4:40 am alarm.
The Hubs, Resident Little Dude and I went to visit my mother-in-law for the morning. Watching people you love age---- She seemed so frail.
Why do I attract a parade of idiots at a round-about? People, yield to traffic in the circle... Nothing in the circle? Get the hell into the circle! It is a round-about--- not world peace negotiations!
I am Quasimodo thanks to sleeping on my neck wrong. I spent most of the weekend alternating between heating pad, cold pad, and icy-hot. Yep, I smell like and old man and look like a hunchback--- Sexy!
We spent 6 hours, yes, 6 hours, at Resident Teenager's swim meet. Wow, it gets pretty warm and humid. My sister came clad in a huge cowl neck sweater--- lesson learned! Resident Teenager did well; his form is much improved.
This is how the swimmers remember their event, lane and heat. They are all covered in Sharpie!
He even came up to the stands for a visit and food--- mostly food.
Resident Little Dude--- yeah, six hours in an ungodly amount of time to sit in the bleachers. Mostly we entertain him with snacks and the Ipad, but since my sister showed up he had a partner in crime. Plus, he sweet talked her into a concessions trip!
I didn't realize that red and black faux python pants we making a comeback from 1984, but I assure you one of the parent volunteers sported them. I told The Hubs I was getting him a pair for his birthday! Of course, a 6ft mountain man should wear red and black faux python pants...
We had 5pm dinner reservations for swim meet sister's birthday. So, after the meet we headed over to the restaurant. As we are sitting there I get a phone call from said sister:
Me: What's up?
Sister: Mom and Dad just left...
Me: Are you kidding?
Sister: I have to change the reservation...
Me: We are already here waiting...
UGGHHHHHHH! What is wrong with my parents? They live an hour away.... Swim meet sister reschedules the reservation. When we get back to the restaurant she is waiting and my parents take an additional 30 minutes to get there. And my brother was late because he fell asleep--- later than my parents. Happy Birthday...
In the mean time, my family ordered. The food was amazing as usual!
Resident Little Dude has flair with food!
The rest of the holiday weekend we spent catching up from Saturday and the usual mundane business that keeps a family running.
The return of winter meant that it was 4 degrees yesterday morning! Yowza!! I had a bacon quiche and The Hubs had a breakfast burrito at Buttercup Cafe sans Resident Little Dude! Resident Teenager enjoyed a day off from swim practice or meets!
I learned that the best time to venture to Costco is 9:30 am on a Saturday at 9 degrees! We had run of the place. The only hiccup was a RUDE couple that thought it appropriate to unload a belt full of items while running about--still shopping! The husband didn't have his Costco card, so the cashier had to wait for the wife--- taking her sweet time shopping and chatting with folks along the way. Kudos to the cashier who refrained from snarky comments, evil stares, and murder.
Resident Teenager doesn't feel well.... And he has finals upcoming. Not a good thing!
I went to the salon to get a cut and color--- I usually find this relaxing, but not yesterday. I am evil, plain and simple.
Out of The Mouth of Dudes
Resident Little Dude:
Worksheets cause Math Fever!
I can multi-task!
Yestermorrow- 2days from now.
RLD: I finally cleaned all the crap off my desk! I got tired of looking at it!
Me: Oh, what did you do with it?
RLD: I put the crap in my desk.
Me: What are you going to do when you need to put stuff in your desk?
RLD: Oh, there is plenty of room for more crap!
Resident Teenager:
I was pouring my heart out to The Dudes, mostly The Hubs, about my grey hairs----
RT: Your hair will still be grey when you dye it, just to let you know.
Me: Thanx...
The Hubs consoling me while trying to inform Resident Teenager about ladies and grey hairs.
RT: He is defending your flawed logic.
Yep, some animals eat their young!
Resident Little Dude's desk sans crap!
You can get your monthly in a box from leparcel.com. The box provides your monthly tampons, pads, and chocolate--- add wine please.
I need a new eye cream--- read one that actually does something.
Teen Mom, waxed her 3 year old's unibrow.
Sometimes a dental evaluation is free, sometimes it is $94.
4 illuminated Christmas trees on the way to swimming practice.
One day it is 47 and the next day it is a winter wonderland.
Sometimes you have a bad hair day and sometimes you have a bad face day.
I should clean out my makeup bag more than once a year.
16 days left until I go back to school.
Girls as young as 8 are routinely married in Yemen, India, and Sub Saharan Africa.
"Going Commando" NOT what you want to know about someone.
The ability to drive in snow has nothing to do with either a penis or four wheel drive.
Our Hyundai dealership ROCKS!
Yep, I am cheap. Not the bad kind of cheap where I ration TP or give you earrings that cause a rash--- the good kind of cheap. I want what I want, but I don't want to pay full price--- that kind of cheap.
Out of my entire family, two parents and eight kids, only two of use suffer from this affliction. Of course, we don't think that it is an affliction!:) We like to say that we are thrifty and we throw around the word budget a lot. At least my sister and I have each other to blather on and on to! Our families owe the other a debt of gratitude!
I love Greek yogurt because it is thick and I trick myself into thinking it is a dessert. What I don't like it paying out of the nose for it. It is yogurt! So, I decided to make my own. Take whatever yogurt you like, this happens to be lemon. Line a sieve with cheesecloth, I used a coffee filter. Cover with cling film and viola, the whey, like Little Miss Muffet, will separate from the solid leaving a thicker yogurt.
I also bought a 6 lb. bag of pretzels at Costco. Of course we need 6 lbs. of pretzels--- a teenager snacks here.
I wonder if a predilection for cheapness is covered in the DSM?
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