Life has been a bit… crazy lately.
Here is a quick sum up of why I haven’t been blogging, reading blogs, responding to comments, or hanging out on Twitter lately.
And if you know me, by quick, I mean under 700 words…
Birthday Bombardment: It happens every September, a month so completely flooded with birthdays I know multiple people celebrating on almost every day. In my house alone, three out of our small group of four have birthdays.
That’s a lot of cake baking, present wrapping, party planning, and devouring of way too much sugar.
My phone rang off the hook with birthday wishes on Monday and my voice grew more and more hoarse – a side effect from roller coaster screaming the day before.
Bobbi even brought me some gifts (love you dear).
To my shock, I had some online presents this year as well. Thank you to those who search bombed me on my birthday – you made my day. For those who don’t know what search bombing is, check out this post by Leanne Shirtliffe (aka Ironic Mom). And join us in the search bombing madness….
Must. Get. Stuff. Done: I’m finally knocking off items on my To Do List while my children are off at “preschool”. Some days it means running errands to places they would destroy, shopping, or madly organizing the house. No matter the option, I am unable to be online while in “accomplishing” mode.
It’s Molar Time: Lil Diva has three molars left and we are done with teething. One of her two year molars is in (yes!) which means its mate should be appearing any day now. We are plagued by too short naps, night waking, and transformations from laughing to screaming Banshee in half a second.
I miss my happy girl and would like these teeth hurry up and appear. Please?
Roller Coasters, Kiddie Rides, & The Raft Riding Record: CG, The Tackler and I schlepped off to Six Flags Fiesta Texas again this year – courtesy of his company’s “family day”. Lil Diva stayed behind with Bobbi (who despises amusement parks) and we drove the two hours to San Antonio for the park’s opening at 10 AM.
CG and I did roller coasters and water rides. The Tackler rode the kid trucks, airplanes, teacups, and chickened out on the kid roller coaster. We all rode the train and carousels. I convinced The Tackler to try the enclosed ferris wheel – which he enjoyed once he discovered how smooth it was.
And we all rode the river raft ride. CG rode with us several times before vanishing with Dawn to hit more roller coasters.
Then The Tackler, O (my friend Dawn’s daughter), and I rode it again. And again.
Ten times total for me.
In a row.
It was awesome.
We left eight and half hours after arriving and had a two hour drive ahead of us.
Did I mention I was awake at 5:30 AM that morning and couldn’t fall back to sleep?
Sleeping: I can usually function with little sleep. Lately, I’m exhausted all of the time. I’m too tired to write, to think, to do anything other than stare mindlessly at the TV shows I’ve recorded.
It isn’t even 10 PM as I write this and I’m ready to pass out….
Holy Swim Lessons, Batman: We missed every single scheduled day of swim lessons in August. Either the teacher, the other student, or we were out of town every Saturday for the entire month. This meant we’ve had two make up lessons every week since we returned from our trip, on top of our normal slot. It pretty much shoots the whole night away.
Crisis Overload: A friend of mine has had a very, very rough month and we’ve spent hours talking about it.
Because that’s what friends do.
So I apologize for my seeming absence, typo-ridden dull posts because I fall asleep while typing, and my lack of returned comment love.
If it makes you feel any better, my laundry has been equally ignored and is reaching crisis levels…