Where have I been?

I AM SICK!

Totally and completely sick.

Thanks to my son...

WHICH is way I wasn't on much last week. Ryan came home bearing germie gifts. I lysoled. I washed everything down. I used hand sanitizer till it was dripping from my hands. And....today I feel like a pile of poo.

Is it the swine flu? Cold? Some unknown taking over my body?? Who knows. And at the moment....who cares. I am off to find my jammies and meds cause I FEEL SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My sweet husband just called to announce he was right down he road and to get dinner on the table. Yes. He knows I am sick. I won't tell you my response!!!!!!! That will be my next post...........

My scariest Halloween video!

This is what I do each and every morning.

Now do not be frightened. I know it is scary to look upon. But once you get used to it....it really isn't so bad.

Good Morning Megan. This is what you get for not getting up on time! Next time....remember mom has a camera!

Homecoming

Ryan went to homecoming this past weekend. I, of course, took pictures but I might add that my husband took the ones at the girls house. And they are dark and not so good. Just wanted to point out that I cannot be held responsible!! But they looked sweet....cute...handsome.....cool...whatever is the "in" word today.

And, oh the drama! I said in a previous post that dating your 1st girlfriends friend was a big no no when I was in school. And it still is, it seems. So here is the word that I heard......break out the popcorn and kick back. This is almost like a soap opera!

Once upon a time......
Emily and Rachel are 'friends'. ( I say friends loosely for a reason....keep reading)
Ryan went on a 1st date with Emily. She asked him out, I am told.
But Ryan really liked Rachel, who he did not know that she liked him too.
Rachel told Emily, her "friend", that she liked Ryan. So EMILY went behind Rachel's back and asked Ryan on a date before Rachel could! (Oh yeah. It gets better.)
Ryan decides to ask Rachel out when he find out she likes him too. They hit it off.
As previously posted, Ryan tells Emily he likes her as a friend but he wants to ask out Rachel to homecoming.
Ok. Fast forward to homecoming.....
At the homecoming dance, Samantha (Keep up! YES there is another girl in this story! LOL) , who is also 'friends' with Emily, tells Emily she likes a boy at the dance.
Emily goes over and ASKED the boy to dance and to go out on a date.
Seems Emily has issues with boys that her friends like......and the friends are having issues with Emily!
So Rachel (are you keeping up???) gets upset that Samantha is hurt and crying and gives it to Emily. At the dance. In front of everyone.
Of course, Ryan got brought up in all this during the confrontation and seemed to enjoy girls fighting over him! (Men!)
And so Emily is on the poo poo list with her 'friends'.
Lesson learned....you do NOT....I repeat....do NOT....no matter what century it is.....date a boy your friend likes!
Oh the drama of teens......
And lets be honest. It would be no different in the adult world. That is one BIG no-no no matter your age!

Memory Walk 2009

We walked in the Memory Walk on Sunday and could not have asked for a more beautiful day. For those who don't know....Memory Walk helps raise money for Alzheimer's research. We walked in memory of Grams and were supposed to be a team of 11, called Eloise's Angels. (Because Grams loved angels and collected them). BUT we ended up being 6 and fun was had by all! We walked in memory of friends dealing with this. We walked in memory of family. We walked for all those who have been touched by Alzheimer's.

We arrived in Atlantic City and it was foggy but warm.

Registration....

Go team!

Hanging out before the walk....

One cannot fully walk without a balloon sword and matching hat!

As you can see, the excitement was just overwhelming!

5,4,3,2,1..............

The Memory Walls where pictures and stories are placed of loved ones dealing with the disease

Look what we found!

And Megan was not impressed with my find!

After, we stopped for some well deserved grub! And some sugar to replace our energy!

Another penny!

For those that donated....we raised $865.oo! THANK YOU!

Before and after

The before...........

The after (and my attempt at making it look good by sweeping to the side)

Think anyone will notice?

Meatballs and institutional haircuts!

Saturday we went to see Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs. A must see family movie. It is cute and has all the important aspects.....comedy, adventure, suspense, romance. Who needs more!? And I thought it very clever how they made one of the characters food allergic in a movie where large food items fall from the sky! Oh the drama! But it really was cute and the whole family enjoyed it in between errand runs.

Yesterday, Ryan informed me that his 'girlfriend' Emily, who he just started dating last weekend, is no longer his 'girlfriend' cause he set his eyes on someone else. Rachel. Emily's friend. Yep. You heard that right. And not only did he tell Emily so she understood and knew but he turned right around and asked Rachel to the homecoming dance next weekend. Now when I went to school that whole ordeal was a BIG no-no. Friends do not date the same boy. And boys seemed to know and accept that rule unless they wanted to be caught in the middle of a nasty cat fight! But Ryan assures me that, eventhough Emily still has a thing for him, she has moved on and is ok with it (Ladies, do we believe THAT one??). And Rachel, obviously, has no issue cause she is going with Ryan next weekend to homecoming. Boy has times changed! Who needs to pay for movie tickets? I seem to have my own soap opera going on right here!

And in this last minute change, we have a situation that causes mom's obsessive heart to stop. I have no clue what color this girl is going to wear!!!! HOW do I pick his outfit?? HOW do we order flowers?? HOW am I going to survive not having this important information so that I can complete my obsessive rituals like a matching tie and wristlet????? This will never do! I will be in a panic over this all week. This will keep me up and make me worry till all hours of the morning. Ok. Yes I may be a bit dramatic. But if you knew me....am I .........or am I not??????

And my youngest has decided to become a beautician. Those who know me, know I went through a situation where Delaney decided to play hair dresser with one of my daycare kids inthe summer. You know, curlers, barrettes, brushes and....scissors. It about broke my heart to have to call that mother and tell her that Delaney decided that her child needed a more sporty look! After heart failure, the hair cutting scissors are put up high. The scissors in Delaney's room was removed. And the only ones accessible are in the kitchen in which she now has to ask for. I thought I covered it all. Except I forgot about my husband. Who does not understand my thinking...or any thinking at all it seems.

Yesterday Delaney got her shower and I handed her a brush and off she went into my bathroom to brush out her hair in my full length mirror. Not anything new. But not one minute later she comes in patting her new institutional bangs and proudly declared she needed new ones! I think at some point I inhaled the curtains and said something like "OMG! WHAT DID YOU DO????!!!!!" Which promoted a full outright cry cause she guessed I did not like her new look!

I ran for the bathroom and looked, yelling "Where are they??? Where are the scissors?????!" and began pulling out things. It is then, my little daughter slowly opened Todds drawer and in there layed the scissors! I slowly turned and gave my husband the worst evil eye I think I have ever given and am rather surprised he still lives today! His comment? "I didn't put them in there!!!!" Seriously. A 40 something year old man actually looked at me and said he didn't do it!!

In truth, Delaney must have known I was having 2nd thoughts on her outgrowing-bang-stage. It is getting close to the holidays and I was debating on if I should cut them or leave them to grow. They were in that stage where only barrettes and elastic bands would work! And, not that I would tell her, she did give a straight cut. Although short but still straight. So I worked with what I had while my daughter cried and my husbands ears burned cause I was thinking some not so nice thoughts about him and hope, in the end, that she looks cute.