I started out the weekend with a sweet 4 hours of sleep on friday night. fortunately… or unfortunately? that’s higher than my average sleep a night as of late. the couch is quickly becoming my best friend. my hips sink down into it and I have support for my back. it’s just about the only place I can get comfortable anymore. only 3 more months of couch sleeping to go before she gets here. yay?
once i got my caffeine iv, we were up and getting dressed for the Army/Air Force game. it has been 8 years since my last forced Army game attendance and I thought I’d never see the day where I voluntarily spent my time and my money watching Army football take a big steaming dump all over the second half of the game. Yet, somehow, I found myself doing just that yesterday. I should mention that we spent the least amount of money humanly possible on our tickets and, thusly, were seated at the stadium in the Heavens. By my best approximation we were somewhere between Jesus and Mother Theresa at the right hand of the Father. I am certain we climbed at least 67,000 +\- 1000 steps to get to our seats and upon reaching the summit,
I was really hoping to see a paramedic with a supplemental oxygen tank. there were none to be found. they really dropped the ball on that one.
Mother Theresa ran to the bathroom, but I promise you she was up in the Heavens with us.
The kids were more interested in eating than they were watching the game and that suited me just fine because from where we were sitting I had a hard time differentiating between the teams uniforms and I have 20/20 vision. Somewhere between the hot dog and popcorn course of our football field meal, we decided to move down closer to our friends. I told Daddy j that if we got kicked out of the bleachers where they were, we were leaving the game as there is no way I was ascending into the Heavens again without Jesus coming directly down to Earth and offering me an escort.
The game went pretty quick until the 4th quarter when the kids were about half past naptime and Army completely forgot where they were and what they were doing. I signaled to daddy j that I was ready to roll out. the way I see it, i was forced to watch Army lose enough games when I was a cadet… at least then I didn’t have to wrestle overtired little humans in addition to watching my alma mater football really embarrass themselves. again.
once we left the game,
we walked around USAFA and headed home to take a nap.
the kids woke up and we were off to ChuckECheese with some friends to celebrate J being potty trained. finally. 100%. I ain’t buying diapers no more potty trained. this last leg of the fight has been roughly a month. I just so happened to be buying pull-ups (like taking them off the shelves) when j said he wanted to go to ChuckECheese. I said “oh honey, mommy can’t afford to take you to ChuckECheese if she has to buy pull-ups. when mommy doesn’t have to buy pull-ups anymore, you can go to ChuckECheese”. that was the last pack of pull-ups I’ve bought for him and they sit unopened in his closet. I guess it just took me a while to figure out his currency.
we had a great time at ChuckECheese with friends. my favorite part of the night is when C hit the jackpot plus bonus on one of those silly kid gambling machines. (I really don’t know what else to call it) that she kept stealing tokens to climb up on and play. the machine spit out about 300 tickets at once and c’s eyes were as big as saucers. it was the best.
I don’t have a problem. I can stop anytime I want.
that’s it. I’m taking this kid to Vegas.
after ChuckECheese we ran to the mall to get me a new pair of boots. I have had the same boots since 2005 and had them cobbled 4 times. the last time I had it done they were beyond repair. I wore them anyway until just recently when I wore them to a pumpkin patch and came home with like 3 inches of dirt on my feet. I reluctantly retired them and finally got some new ones. what can I say? I like what I like.
this morning (after 3.5 hours
of sleep) we had family pictures. there is nothing. I repeat nothing more stressful than prepping 4 people for family pictures. the outcome is always worth the trouble but the getting ready is just a straight kick in the lady bits. aside from the fact that j immediately jumped into a big dirty pile of leaves messing himself all up and c busted her lip (she kindly waited til pics were almost over), I think our friend got some good ones. I can’t wait to see them and share them with you. im just glad my kids will know what I look like in pictures besides selfies and iPhone pics I snagged random non-English speaking tourists to take where at least one of us is always fuzzy. the international language isn’t English or French, it’s iPhone.
we’re off now to visit my cousin and her husband north of Denver. the cherubs are sleeping in the backseat and life is good. I really can’t remember the last time I had this good of a weekend.