It's MckLinky Monday again over at the RHOK- today the question is "What are you doing on summer vacation?" I kind of covered most of what I hope to be doing on summer vacation in this post here. But, for us, there is also more, more, more! I'm fairly certain it's not going to help that Mrs. Nesbitt out with ideas- but you never know!
My kids are out of school after Tuesday this week. But, (per dad) they don't offcially get to start "summer" until their rooms are cleaned out. And, well, this could take a day, or 30. After that, I have grand plans of deep cleaning & purging out a room or 2 in our house a day and then having a big 'ol funrdraising garage sale. What am I raising funds for you ask? Mainly, Grayce. She has those sad feet that need fixed and a big, expensive state pageant to win. Then, if she wins at state, we will have a big, expensive national pageant to attend. If this happens, we will have to stay an entire WEEK in my favorite place in the world, Chickasha, OK. (I lie, oh, how I lie)
Anyway back to the feet: IF we get accepted to Shriners (pray we do & know within the week), then we have to make a trip or two to Shreveport, Loooozeeana, in between pageanting. So, that is another possible vacation destination, in addition to Chickasha, OK. Jealous? I know, I know. These are some seriously hot tourist destinations.
In between all that, there is still baseball which will later switch to football. And dance classes and gymnastics and pageant practice. We don't go hard scale leisure & relaxing around here. Oh, no.
Somehow, I will manage to have a birthday, a baby shower for my sister, take the kids swimming a lot, water park it, visit Spavinaw and Little Blue, go see a movie at the drive-in, send the kids to a vacation bible school or 3, have 3 to 12 extra children in my backyard daily, feed them 3,478 popscicles, be asked 221 times a day if someone else can come over, listen to 22,345 sibling arguments, see my friend MaryAnne who is finally moving from the frozen north back home, reunion with my sorority friends, & take care of my grandma weekly as usual. (deep breath) But, most of all that is just my June.
*sigh* Summer vacation. What's the definition again?
Oh, how I wish I had nothing to do for just a day or 34. If it so happens I do end up bored with nothing to do-I'm locking the doors, turning off my phone and taking a LONG nap. This SHOULD be on my schedule daily during summer vacation, right? Right?
Wait. I've got it! Every time the kids say they're bored- THIS is my answer. What? You're bored you say? Good. It's napalaxing time!
Wow, 400 is a lot of posts. And, unfortunately, I do not have anything poignant or eloquent to say about it. Because, well, if you haven't noticed by now- I am not all that sappy.
What I am here to talk about is MAY and how I am growing to really not like this month. Somehow it has become the epitome of crazy. And me no likey the crazy.
Yesterday, I got the agenda for the last 4 days of school for my 4th grader. It was like 5 paragraphs long and includes like 14 tests on Monday and Tuesday- Tuesday being the last day of school. This AFTER the weekend, when the boy has about 5 baseball games, and both kids each have a birthday party to attend. Just on Tuesday it's our 14th Anniversary, dog grooming, mani-pedi, boy's baseball game, girl's dance class, & 3 months with out mama. OY. Not to mention we just did like 3 major projects this month alone for the boys class, including another diorama. I HATE diorama's y'all. You don't know what that is? Well, look it up. I had to...
Oh, was that snippy of me? Deal with it. I am not in a pleasant mood.
I have 3 days left of kids in school. From the way they have been acting, my house will be completely trashed in about 6 hours as of next Wednesday, and they will be grounded for the week. Good thing on the 26th, we have a RHOK out scheduled with the RHOK stars. We did that on purpose- knowing that we all might be in need of a cocktail.
We're going to trivia night at Louie's and will have a celebratory cosmo, before hitting the midnight screening of SATC2. (Speaking of SATC2, we get to review and giveaway a soundtrack over at the RHOK next week- so stay tuned! Also, don't forget we are giving away a RHOK tee shirt on Monday!)
While I am looking very forward to summer time, this time it's bittersweet- for many reasons. Hopefully my children will learn relaxation. I want to enjoy what we want to do in between all we have to do.
But, if you don't hear from me for awhile- you should send the proper authorities. Because I left for Crazytown.
Wow. This is a boring short story to tell. So, in order to spice it up, I am making it into a math story problem-- so pay attention. We had dated 2 months, (our first date was 12-6-94) when he told me on the phone he wanted to marry me. We looked for a ring and he saved up for awhile, then he bought the ring. I was there, it didn't fit of course. So, after about a week, it was sized & ready to be picked up. That was in August of 1995. He did ask again with the ring in hand to be official. But there was no element of surprise or grandeur. Obviously, I said yes. We were married May 25, 1996. When we were both 21. We are the same age for precisely 1 month and 3 days. We were married 22 days after his birthday, and 12 days before mine. Now, you do the math and that'll tell you what today is.