I woke up Monday morning with much enthusiasm. I do not know why other than I was hopeful that today I would not nap! There was so much to do and get caught up on and I needed a positive attitude. When my alarm went off, I hopped out of bed and promptly went to make sure Emma and Abigail were up and moving for the day. After I assured they were awake, I headed for the shower and started thinking about what I wanted to accomplish....as soon as I got my daily dose of my non-fat milky way. I got the twins off to the bus stop and hopped in the car towards where else but Smoothie Brews.
With my crack on board I was able to muster the energy to wake Olivia up and get her ready for school. This is no small feat most days. Olivia is much like her parents in the respect that she is not a morning person. I can't even be frustrated with her in the mornings when she acts like a total pain in the astronaut. I feel the exact same way every time my alarm goes off at 5:40am! Now I am sure I have mentioned (and if you know her at all you should know this without question) Olivia is a dress freak. She has a dress for nearly every occasion and she wears them without discretion. On this particular day, she needed to wear something yellow. Of course, of the one trillion dresses she has, she has not one yellow dress! We settled on a brown skirt with different color dots on it. The problem, it needed ironed! Oh how I hate to iron and yet I have had to iron two items for her in the past week. Why am I ironing for a five year old when I won't iron for myself? The answer - peace! It is completely worth it to have her happy because while she is normally a happy child, you don't want to come between her and her wardrobe. So I ironed her skirt and sent her off to school.
When I got back from the bus stop, I began taking everything out of Olivia's closet. I made an executive decision that we would be adding some hanging apparatus to her closet today. Once everything was out of her closet, I sorted out the summer items and the clothing that was too small for her, things she would never be caught dead in, ie; skorts, shorts and pants. Scott woke up and I told him of my plan. He wasn't exactly happy with the prospect of the job I had given him and told me what HIS plans for the day were. I gave him a couple of options and original plan was to go to Lowes and get the necessary items and then he would be free to do what he had planned until Emma had soccer practice. He would then hang the new racks after soccer. What actually transpired was a trip to Lowes and the bank, he got his haircut as planned and then came home and said it was too hot for him to go to the land (which was his agenda for the day) and cut down our overgrown garden. He hung the new racks in her closet.
While he was working on the closet project, I went through Olivia's room, reorganizing everything. When I was done in her room, I went into Sarah's room and did the same. Finally he finished Olivia's closet and I started hanging up all her clothes in the closet. It was so nice to be able to hang nearly everything! Olivia was so excited to have her dresses accessible. Before Scott installed this new clothing rack in her closet they were all too high for her to reach without using a make shift stool of her choosing, ripping the item she wanted down...along with whatever happened to get in her way. In fact, she was so excited at the new look of her closet, she even helped me hang all her clothes back up!
We had just enough left over to add some additional hanging space in Sarah's closet too. Sarah was skeptical at first but when she realized she could now reach her own clothing as well she was ecstatic. So ecstatic in fact, she changed her outfit six times in the matter of one hour. Woohoo! Yes, I am so excited at this new found independence Sarah has discovered! In all actuality, this means more laundry for me - yay!
After all these projects were completed, I found the time to make dinner, take Olivia to dance class while Scott took Emma to soccer, clean up our dinner mess, wash my bed sheets, do more dishes, vacuum the living room, put four totes full of old clothes in the attic, bath Olivia and Sarah and take a bath myself - all without one single nap.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
The Weekend in Review
Saturday morning I rose out of bed anticipating that I was going to be full of energy. I figured going to bed early would have given me an edge on the day, boy was I wrong. When I first woke up I thought that I felt good, I thought today is the day I will be completely recovered from my trip or whatever has been wrong with me the entire week.
Every single day last week I napped. I napped Monday for brief periods in the car on our way back from Virginia Beach. Tuesday, I napped for 2.5 hours, Wednesday I napped for 1.5 hours, Thursday I napped for 2.5 hours and Friday for an hour while the kids ran around the house. Actually, on Friday I didn't even make it till the afternoon for my nap! I was napping by 10:15am. I have no idea why I have been so tired this week, my only guesses are I am either fighting something off or I am suffering from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Either way, I am tired and require a nap every day.
I went to bed early enough Friday night. The girls and I had gone to my sister's for pizza pies made in her fire pit. We had a good time with my sister's family and my parents - laughing and talking about lots of different things. The girls' ran around and played with her dogs and then we headed home. We were all in bed no later than 11:30pm. Saturday morning Emma had a soccer game at 10:15am. This meant that I got to sleep in till 8:45am, a rare treat these days.
I slept till 8:45am and got up with gusto! I got a shower, got the kids up and dressed for the day and headed to the soccer field, making one quick detour to get my regular Smoothie Brews addiction. We made it to the soccer field five minutes early! WOOT WOOT! You know for me this is quiet an accomplishment. After a quick introduction of the teams' players and a not so quick testimony (Emma plays for Upward which is a christian league. Every game they have someone do a "testimony" before or during half time.) and the game began. I was amazed at how well Emma was dribbling the ball this year and cracking up at how her mouth guard was too big. The mouth guard is red so you can only imagine how noticeable it was every time she messed with it. Finally the game was over and I was feeling exhausted all ready.
When we got home I immediately took some Sudafed, grabbed my book and laid down on the couch to "re-group". I thought for sure that I just needed to lay down, not nap. Abigail however, insisted that I needed a nap and really who am I to deny her? She covered me up with a blanket and turned the television to a nature sounds station and within minutes I was out like a light. I woke about an hour and a half later feeling somewhat refreshed. I quickly jumped into some household chores I had been neglecting over the past week. I got all the laundry done AND put away. I emphasize put away because I rarely do that right away anymore. While I was doing laundry I had the twins go through their closets to determine what clothing they were lacking in their wardrobes for fall. Once the clothing situation was taken care of we headed to Old Navy and JcPenny's (two places I can still shop with credit) and got them both a good selection of pants.
We came home after our shopping excursion and I began to dust my living room. This was something that had to be done. I had serious dust bunnies going on in there! I think they may have evolved into something much sturdier than dust bunnies! Soon after I was finished, Scott made it home after a very long day of work . We were passed out by 11:30pm!
Sunday I woke up at 11:15pm. I felt great after 12 hours of solid sleep. Today would be the day I would go without napping for sure! Scott made breakfast, we had coffee, I read a little bit of my book and then began cleaning the garage. The garage had to be picked up because all of my camping gear from the weekend before was still sitting in there. You see, when you have four kids you don't have much room in a garage to start with when you consider they all have a bike, the little one's have scooters, tricycles and power wheels. You could barely walk through the garage to get in the house. So I gathered up all my camping gear, reorganizing as I went along and then finally Scott came out and helped me hoist it onto the shelves. For some reason, I decided to get down clothes I have stored for Olivia and Sarah and began to go through them to see what they could use now. It was at this point that I decided it was too overwhelming and I seriously needed to rest. Off to the couch I went to relax and read some more of my book.
Two hours later I was awakened by Scott patting my leg telling me it was time for dinner. What a perk of napping that was! I got up, had dinner and once again I began sorting through clothes. I did a couple loads of laundry while I sorted and removed clothes from the little girls' closets. I took 32 dresses out of Olivia's closet! It amazing to me how many dresses that child has. I won't even tell you how many she has left in there! I bathed Olivia and Sarah, put them to bed and by then I was completely exhausted again and was in bed by 10pm.
I am up and at em' this morning, hoping against hope that I can make it through the day without napping. We'll see how it goes!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity (or naps apparently)
Every single day last week I napped. I napped Monday for brief periods in the car on our way back from Virginia Beach. Tuesday, I napped for 2.5 hours, Wednesday I napped for 1.5 hours, Thursday I napped for 2.5 hours and Friday for an hour while the kids ran around the house. Actually, on Friday I didn't even make it till the afternoon for my nap! I was napping by 10:15am. I have no idea why I have been so tired this week, my only guesses are I am either fighting something off or I am suffering from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Either way, I am tired and require a nap every day.
I went to bed early enough Friday night. The girls and I had gone to my sister's for pizza pies made in her fire pit. We had a good time with my sister's family and my parents - laughing and talking about lots of different things. The girls' ran around and played with her dogs and then we headed home. We were all in bed no later than 11:30pm. Saturday morning Emma had a soccer game at 10:15am. This meant that I got to sleep in till 8:45am, a rare treat these days.
I slept till 8:45am and got up with gusto! I got a shower, got the kids up and dressed for the day and headed to the soccer field, making one quick detour to get my regular Smoothie Brews addiction. We made it to the soccer field five minutes early! WOOT WOOT! You know for me this is quiet an accomplishment. After a quick introduction of the teams' players and a not so quick testimony (Emma plays for Upward which is a christian league. Every game they have someone do a "testimony" before or during half time.) and the game began. I was amazed at how well Emma was dribbling the ball this year and cracking up at how her mouth guard was too big. The mouth guard is red so you can only imagine how noticeable it was every time she messed with it. Finally the game was over and I was feeling exhausted all ready.
When we got home I immediately took some Sudafed, grabbed my book and laid down on the couch to "re-group". I thought for sure that I just needed to lay down, not nap. Abigail however, insisted that I needed a nap and really who am I to deny her? She covered me up with a blanket and turned the television to a nature sounds station and within minutes I was out like a light. I woke about an hour and a half later feeling somewhat refreshed. I quickly jumped into some household chores I had been neglecting over the past week. I got all the laundry done AND put away. I emphasize put away because I rarely do that right away anymore. While I was doing laundry I had the twins go through their closets to determine what clothing they were lacking in their wardrobes for fall. Once the clothing situation was taken care of we headed to Old Navy and JcPenny's (two places I can still shop with credit) and got them both a good selection of pants.
We came home after our shopping excursion and I began to dust my living room. This was something that had to be done. I had serious dust bunnies going on in there! I think they may have evolved into something much sturdier than dust bunnies! Soon after I was finished, Scott made it home after a very long day of work . We were passed out by 11:30pm!
Sunday I woke up at 11:15pm. I felt great after 12 hours of solid sleep. Today would be the day I would go without napping for sure! Scott made breakfast, we had coffee, I read a little bit of my book and then began cleaning the garage. The garage had to be picked up because all of my camping gear from the weekend before was still sitting in there. You see, when you have four kids you don't have much room in a garage to start with when you consider they all have a bike, the little one's have scooters, tricycles and power wheels. You could barely walk through the garage to get in the house. So I gathered up all my camping gear, reorganizing as I went along and then finally Scott came out and helped me hoist it onto the shelves. For some reason, I decided to get down clothes I have stored for Olivia and Sarah and began to go through them to see what they could use now. It was at this point that I decided it was too overwhelming and I seriously needed to rest. Off to the couch I went to relax and read some more of my book.
Two hours later I was awakened by Scott patting my leg telling me it was time for dinner. What a perk of napping that was! I got up, had dinner and once again I began sorting through clothes. I did a couple loads of laundry while I sorted and removed clothes from the little girls' closets. I took 32 dresses out of Olivia's closet! It amazing to me how many dresses that child has. I won't even tell you how many she has left in there! I bathed Olivia and Sarah, put them to bed and by then I was completely exhausted again and was in bed by 10pm.
I am up and at em' this morning, hoping against hope that I can make it through the day without napping. We'll see how it goes!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity (or naps apparently)
Friday, September 10, 2010
Part 2
Back at the campsite we all changed into our lounge clothes and continued drinking and having fun - laughing about the events of the night. We were having fun until the park ranger snuck up on us and I do mean snuck up! This alleged park ranger moved with such stealth and speed that we never even knew he was there until he flashed his flashlight at us. By this point he was standing next to my chair. I must add that I could not ever give a description of him, even if my life depended on it. He asked how we were doing and my sister immediately says, "We're drunk!" and his reply, "I can see that!' He then proceeded to ask if we had been at the musical festival and obviously we said yes. He told us that while they (I am assuming by they he meant the campground) wanted us to enjoy our visit there, it was now quiet time and we needed to quiet down. I have a theory about this but I can't tell you about it just yet. Finally he left the way he came in, stealth-like. We all giggled and carried on about Tammy's response to him and got back to having fun....quietly this time.
About 10 minutes later as we sat quietly, we all heard a terrifying scream. Let me be more descriptive, this scream was blood curdling. It came from a woman and she was screaming in a way that I have never heard in my life. She was screaming and yelling, "Get off of me!". Tammy and I jumped up and started walking in the direction that we heard it coming from. Then just as suddenly as the screaming had started it stopped. We never did figure out where it came from but we all heard it. We were all freaked out and went to bed. We had decided (or hoped) the ranger got there and took care of it.
The next morning we discussed the previous nights' events. Still freaked out over the screaming woman the night before we decided we would ask around at the ranger station and see if we couldn't find something out. Turns out, no one knew anything about it! We were all worried sick about this woman and couldn't find out anything. Which made us all go into detective mode. What if the park ranger wasn't really who he said he was? What if he was the one who attacked that woman? After all, this man could move around in the night like a flippin' ninja! Despite us asking around all day we never found out anything. If it were just one of us who had heard it, we could have chalked it up to imagination but there is just no way that all of us heard an imaginary scream!
Tammy, Jessie, Natalie and myself went to the beach all Sunday afternoon while Michelle and Jennifer stayed back at the campsite. They wanted to clean-up the campsite, which I do not understand because we are on vacation but more power to ya girls.....and then they rested. When we got back, we made lunch and completely demolished their efforts of a clean campsite. After eating we all got cleaned up and went to the boardwalk for shopping, people watching and more adult beverages. Tammy found another chalkboard to change....it went from "Please Seat Yourself" to "Please eat Yourself" in mere seconds. She also "borrowed" the chalk and wrote "Staten's We Rock" on the sidewalk around the corner. Once again we went back to the campsite and enjoyed our last night, much more quietly than the night before. Monday morning we packed up and headed back home to reality.
Tuesday was a busy day for me. I had to take Sarah to Day School registration and run a bunch of morning errands. By early afternoon I was beat and took a 2.5 hour nap. When I woke up it was time to take Sarah and Abigail to dance class. While I was at dance class with Sarah, Scott sent me a text and told me he was sick with a 101.7 degree fever. Are you kidding me? Reality bites people! Up until that point I was still happy and relaxed from my trip but the very thought of taking care of everything plus a sick husband threw me for a tailspin. On the bright side, when I got back from dance class with the girls he was in bed and remained there till the next morning. I got all the kids ready and off to bed and watched my favorite show in peace. Sons of Anarchy, love it!
I have napped every day since I got back. I have been completely exhausted and I couldn't say for sure if it is even remotely possible but I am going with delayed hangover syndrome. Other than that, there isn't anything exciting to report this week. Hopefully something exciting will happen and soon!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
About 10 minutes later as we sat quietly, we all heard a terrifying scream. Let me be more descriptive, this scream was blood curdling. It came from a woman and she was screaming in a way that I have never heard in my life. She was screaming and yelling, "Get off of me!". Tammy and I jumped up and started walking in the direction that we heard it coming from. Then just as suddenly as the screaming had started it stopped. We never did figure out where it came from but we all heard it. We were all freaked out and went to bed. We had decided (or hoped) the ranger got there and took care of it.
The next morning we discussed the previous nights' events. Still freaked out over the screaming woman the night before we decided we would ask around at the ranger station and see if we couldn't find something out. Turns out, no one knew anything about it! We were all worried sick about this woman and couldn't find out anything. Which made us all go into detective mode. What if the park ranger wasn't really who he said he was? What if he was the one who attacked that woman? After all, this man could move around in the night like a flippin' ninja! Despite us asking around all day we never found out anything. If it were just one of us who had heard it, we could have chalked it up to imagination but there is just no way that all of us heard an imaginary scream!
Tammy, Jessie, Natalie and myself went to the beach all Sunday afternoon while Michelle and Jennifer stayed back at the campsite. They wanted to clean-up the campsite, which I do not understand because we are on vacation but more power to ya girls.....and then they rested. When we got back, we made lunch and completely demolished their efforts of a clean campsite. After eating we all got cleaned up and went to the boardwalk for shopping, people watching and more adult beverages. Tammy found another chalkboard to change....it went from "Please Seat Yourself" to "Please eat Yourself" in mere seconds. She also "borrowed" the chalk and wrote "Staten's We Rock" on the sidewalk around the corner. Once again we went back to the campsite and enjoyed our last night, much more quietly than the night before. Monday morning we packed up and headed back home to reality.
Tuesday was a busy day for me. I had to take Sarah to Day School registration and run a bunch of morning errands. By early afternoon I was beat and took a 2.5 hour nap. When I woke up it was time to take Sarah and Abigail to dance class. While I was at dance class with Sarah, Scott sent me a text and told me he was sick with a 101.7 degree fever. Are you kidding me? Reality bites people! Up until that point I was still happy and relaxed from my trip but the very thought of taking care of everything plus a sick husband threw me for a tailspin. On the bright side, when I got back from dance class with the girls he was in bed and remained there till the next morning. I got all the kids ready and off to bed and watched my favorite show in peace. Sons of Anarchy, love it!
I have napped every day since I got back. I have been completely exhausted and I couldn't say for sure if it is even remotely possible but I am going with delayed hangover syndrome. Other than that, there isn't anything exciting to report this week. Hopefully something exciting will happen and soon!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Guess Who's Back? Back again...guess who's back guess who's back......
I highly encourage all Mom's take a weekend off now and again! As you know, I took some overdue vacation time last weekend and went on a girls' trip to Virginia Beach last weekend with all my favorite gals. I can't tell you how relaxing it was nor can I tell you how much fun we had. However, I will do my best to describe within the parameters that have been given to me.
We were suppose to leave my house at approximately 3:00am on Friday morning and then pick up my sister and niece by 3:30am. Much to my surprise my friends are just as irresponsible as I am about being anywhere on time. Actually, I just wanted to say that, it's not entirely true! Michelle, Natalie and Jennifer were all here early and the real issue was hooking the trailer, I had borrowed from my brother, to the hitch on my Pilot. It took about 20 attempts of lifting and dropping the trailer onto the hitch before we realized that we needed to take the pin out of the trailer hook before we could even consider being successful at attaching it. After we finally figured that out, it took about five more attempts and presto we were ready to load the trailer. Loaded, bungee corded everything down and we were on our way to Tammy's house. We arrived there at about 4:00am, loaded their stuff onto the trailer and were ready to roll! It's now 5:30am, only two hours after I originally planned departure time.
Finally after several stops for potty breaks, gas, food and so on we arrived at our campsite around 3:30pm. We set up our tents (one tent for sleeping in and one for all of our clothing) and got everything situated. Once everything was good to go, we all headed to the beach with our chairs and watched a beautiful sunset - Worth every minute of our long trip there! We relaxed and enjoyed the evening on the beach. After our trip to the beach we headed back to camp and started a fire. I only lasted about 30 minutes around the fire and hit the sack - it was approx. 8:30pm when I went to bed. I didn't hear a sound after my head hit the pillow though Michelle told me the next morning that when she came to bed I sat up with my eyes wide open and she feared that I was going to punch her until I laid back down and passed out!
Saturday morning we all woke up bright and early. After having a little field trip for coffee, we all got ready and headed to Virginia Beach. We had a blast at the beach. The waves were big and the rip current was bad. So bad in fact they had red flags at all the lifeguard stations! We swam, rode and jumped big waves. Every once in awhile we crossed an imaginary line (which apparently didn't apply to surfers) and would get the whistle blown on us and have to move closer to the shore. We still don't know where that line was in the water but we did obey since none of us wanted to drown there.
After we were done swimming and laying out at the beach, we headed back to our campsite. Upon arrival I immediately started drinking as did several of my travel companions. We got cleaned up and left for our night out on the town. Our first destination, Harpoon Larry's. We all ordered seafood except for Natalie who had decided on a chicken sandwich. This restaraunt's first mistake was to put us beside the dry erase board with the days features and prices. Why was this a mistake you might ask? There are some things in life that just can't be ignored and one of those things is screwing around with the dry erase board. You wouldn't even believe the rock bottom prices to eat seafood at Harpoon Larry's! Natalie couldn't eat her sandwich because it was gross and told the waitress about it. The waitress then brought the manager over who was less than enthusiastic about being summoned to our table. She asked Natalie what was wrong with it. Natalie said, "It was disgusting!" and no kidding the manager said, "Can you be more descriptive?" Seriously? How does one give a better description of disgusting? In the end, she didn't have to pay for the disgusting sandwich and finally we were done with Harpoon Larry's.
Our next destination, Watermans. On the way there Jessica was playing D.J. and put on a song called "I am not a whore" by LMFAO. I am sure this is the one and only regret Jessie had on this trip. It's a very catchy tune and goes a little like this;
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE (I am sure how you can see how we call began singing along)
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE
But I like to do it!
Most girls I meet are quite savage
Always trying to grab up on my package
They say I look yummy and want a taste
But I'm a human not a sandwich
Sometimes I feel like L.L. Cool J
I need love not random bootay
Now, the horror part for Jessie comes in when you realize;
A) She is 24 and the rest of us are 30+.
B) We are stuck in massive traffic
C) The windows are down
D) We are all singing as loud as we can
Yup, can you just imagine being 24 years old, stuck in a traffic jam with five 30+ year old women screaming "I am not a whore!" at the top of their lungs? I can only imagine how horrifying this was for her. I have thought about apologizing but I decided against it. I mean what could I possibly say other than, "I was just following the Captain's orders?"
Watermans, Watermans.....I am pretty sure that they we are not welcome back there. This is not to say that we won't go back but I am 100% positive they have our pictures on a wall in the break area with a note stating if seen for us to be removed from premises immediately. First of all, when we got there we went out to the patio and tried to get over to the edge of it so we could see the band who was playing (Chicago). The patio was packed tight like sardines. It was insane and yet I couldn't resist the urge to push through the crowd. I get almost to the edge when I am stopped by a woman who looks at me and says, "This area is taken!". Taken? By Whom? It turns out that she is saving the area for two women she doesn't even know and will not let me pass. I have this infinite ability to keep my mouth shut, HA!, I couldn't do it, I looked right at her and said, "I didn't know you could save brick space!", turned and well turned around to my group. I repeated the story to them and then out of nowhere, the lady comes over to me and apologizes. Why is she apologizing to me? I guess I just have that effect on people. I have this gift of telling people to "f" off and they never even know what hit them. She told me I could move up there if I wanted. By this point I didn't and anyway Jessie had found us a table.
The table Jessie found had people all ready sitting at it but they told us we could sit there with them and have it when they were done. The guy said he was from Crotan Beach, which is right beside Virginia Beach and very exclusive. By looking at him I totally would have guessed him from Jersey or New York but what did I know? The lady accompanying him was from Russia. Mail order bride perhaps? I think so but there again, what do I know? She just looked and acted like she was a gold digger. They finally left and we were left to our own devices.....
Finally it was time to go back to the campsite but first things first, we had to get to the car. Somehow on our walk back Tammy and I got lost in the crowd from the rest of our group. I couldn't say for sure if this was their fault or ours. We are all pointing fingers at each other but I know one thing is for sure, Tammy had to pee and I made it my mission to find her a bathroom. As we were all ready left behind from our group, no one would miss us if we entered a random hotel and found their lieu. Now in my mind this was not a random hotel, I thought it was the Holiday Inn where I had stayed the year before - not the case. Honestly, I couldn't even tell you what hotel it was unless I was somehow was able to identify the heart shaped bush outside of it. That would even be a stretch because of our altered state. We found the bathroom and an air freshener and went back outside to the previously mentioned bush and had a seat. Surely, our girlfriends would come looking for us. Tammy and I had a great time talking to people, taking in the sights and cracking ourselves up while waiting for our rescuers. Michelle and Jennifer eventually stumbled across us and proceeded to make fun of us. Tammy and I could have cared less since we could entertain each other for countless hours if we had to! Jessie and Natalie showed up with the car and once again we headed back to the campsite.
More to come in another post.........
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
We were suppose to leave my house at approximately 3:00am on Friday morning and then pick up my sister and niece by 3:30am. Much to my surprise my friends are just as irresponsible as I am about being anywhere on time. Actually, I just wanted to say that, it's not entirely true! Michelle, Natalie and Jennifer were all here early and the real issue was hooking the trailer, I had borrowed from my brother, to the hitch on my Pilot. It took about 20 attempts of lifting and dropping the trailer onto the hitch before we realized that we needed to take the pin out of the trailer hook before we could even consider being successful at attaching it. After we finally figured that out, it took about five more attempts and presto we were ready to load the trailer. Loaded, bungee corded everything down and we were on our way to Tammy's house. We arrived there at about 4:00am, loaded their stuff onto the trailer and were ready to roll! It's now 5:30am, only two hours after I originally planned departure time.
Finally after several stops for potty breaks, gas, food and so on we arrived at our campsite around 3:30pm. We set up our tents (one tent for sleeping in and one for all of our clothing) and got everything situated. Once everything was good to go, we all headed to the beach with our chairs and watched a beautiful sunset - Worth every minute of our long trip there! We relaxed and enjoyed the evening on the beach. After our trip to the beach we headed back to camp and started a fire. I only lasted about 30 minutes around the fire and hit the sack - it was approx. 8:30pm when I went to bed. I didn't hear a sound after my head hit the pillow though Michelle told me the next morning that when she came to bed I sat up with my eyes wide open and she feared that I was going to punch her until I laid back down and passed out!
Saturday morning we all woke up bright and early. After having a little field trip for coffee, we all got ready and headed to Virginia Beach. We had a blast at the beach. The waves were big and the rip current was bad. So bad in fact they had red flags at all the lifeguard stations! We swam, rode and jumped big waves. Every once in awhile we crossed an imaginary line (which apparently didn't apply to surfers) and would get the whistle blown on us and have to move closer to the shore. We still don't know where that line was in the water but we did obey since none of us wanted to drown there.
After we were done swimming and laying out at the beach, we headed back to our campsite. Upon arrival I immediately started drinking as did several of my travel companions. We got cleaned up and left for our night out on the town. Our first destination, Harpoon Larry's. We all ordered seafood except for Natalie who had decided on a chicken sandwich. This restaraunt's first mistake was to put us beside the dry erase board with the days features and prices. Why was this a mistake you might ask? There are some things in life that just can't be ignored and one of those things is screwing around with the dry erase board. You wouldn't even believe the rock bottom prices to eat seafood at Harpoon Larry's! Natalie couldn't eat her sandwich because it was gross and told the waitress about it. The waitress then brought the manager over who was less than enthusiastic about being summoned to our table. She asked Natalie what was wrong with it. Natalie said, "It was disgusting!" and no kidding the manager said, "Can you be more descriptive?" Seriously? How does one give a better description of disgusting? In the end, she didn't have to pay for the disgusting sandwich and finally we were done with Harpoon Larry's.
Our next destination, Watermans. On the way there Jessica was playing D.J. and put on a song called "I am not a whore" by LMFAO. I am sure this is the one and only regret Jessie had on this trip. It's a very catchy tune and goes a little like this;
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE (I am sure how you can see how we call began singing along)
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE
I AM NOT A WHORE
But I like to do it!
Most girls I meet are quite savage
Always trying to grab up on my package
They say I look yummy and want a taste
But I'm a human not a sandwich
Sometimes I feel like L.L. Cool J
I need love not random bootay
Now, the horror part for Jessie comes in when you realize;
A) She is 24 and the rest of us are 30+.
B) We are stuck in massive traffic
C) The windows are down
D) We are all singing as loud as we can
Yup, can you just imagine being 24 years old, stuck in a traffic jam with five 30+ year old women screaming "I am not a whore!" at the top of their lungs? I can only imagine how horrifying this was for her. I have thought about apologizing but I decided against it. I mean what could I possibly say other than, "I was just following the Captain's orders?"
Watermans, Watermans.....I am pretty sure that they we are not welcome back there. This is not to say that we won't go back but I am 100% positive they have our pictures on a wall in the break area with a note stating if seen for us to be removed from premises immediately. First of all, when we got there we went out to the patio and tried to get over to the edge of it so we could see the band who was playing (Chicago). The patio was packed tight like sardines. It was insane and yet I couldn't resist the urge to push through the crowd. I get almost to the edge when I am stopped by a woman who looks at me and says, "This area is taken!". Taken? By Whom? It turns out that she is saving the area for two women she doesn't even know and will not let me pass. I have this infinite ability to keep my mouth shut, HA!, I couldn't do it, I looked right at her and said, "I didn't know you could save brick space!", turned and well turned around to my group. I repeated the story to them and then out of nowhere, the lady comes over to me and apologizes. Why is she apologizing to me? I guess I just have that effect on people. I have this gift of telling people to "f" off and they never even know what hit them. She told me I could move up there if I wanted. By this point I didn't and anyway Jessie had found us a table.
The table Jessie found had people all ready sitting at it but they told us we could sit there with them and have it when they were done. The guy said he was from Crotan Beach, which is right beside Virginia Beach and very exclusive. By looking at him I totally would have guessed him from Jersey or New York but what did I know? The lady accompanying him was from Russia. Mail order bride perhaps? I think so but there again, what do I know? She just looked and acted like she was a gold digger. They finally left and we were left to our own devices.....
Finally it was time to go back to the campsite but first things first, we had to get to the car. Somehow on our walk back Tammy and I got lost in the crowd from the rest of our group. I couldn't say for sure if this was their fault or ours. We are all pointing fingers at each other but I know one thing is for sure, Tammy had to pee and I made it my mission to find her a bathroom. As we were all ready left behind from our group, no one would miss us if we entered a random hotel and found their lieu. Now in my mind this was not a random hotel, I thought it was the Holiday Inn where I had stayed the year before - not the case. Honestly, I couldn't even tell you what hotel it was unless I was somehow was able to identify the heart shaped bush outside of it. That would even be a stretch because of our altered state. We found the bathroom and an air freshener and went back outside to the previously mentioned bush and had a seat. Surely, our girlfriends would come looking for us. Tammy and I had a great time talking to people, taking in the sights and cracking ourselves up while waiting for our rescuers. Michelle and Jennifer eventually stumbled across us and proceeded to make fun of us. Tammy and I could have cared less since we could entertain each other for countless hours if we had to! Jessie and Natalie showed up with the car and once again we headed back to the campsite.
More to come in another post.........
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Too Excited To Sleep
As you know, I am leaving on a girls' only trip this morning and what I may have not conveyed is how early we were leaving. We are leaving in approximately two hours. As I sit and type this the time is currently 1:00 am - you can do the math. Honestly I had planned to lay down at 8:30 or 9pm and sleep till around 2:15am. Clearly this is not the plan I had in mind!
My day started out early but not as early as it usually does. Scott had to work the O.S.U. game today and had to be there at 7am to do "sweeps". Since he had to be up so early he woke up the twins and made sure they were moving before he left. This translates into extra sleep for me but apparently he didn't want me to sleep too much because he turned the t.v. on for me - what the????? I crawled out of bed begrudgingly at 6:20am and Sarah (who can and will sleep till 10am if I let her) pops up out of her bed. This is how the conversation went:
"Good Morning Sarah!"
"Is TODAY the day I go to Grandma's?"
" Why yes Sarah and good morning to you too!"
"What time am I going to Grandma's house Mommy?"
"About eight o'clock this evening"
"What time is that?
"Eight o'clock"
"No Mommy, what time is that?"
"Eight oooooooo......Sarah, after dinner"
"Ok Mommy"
It was far too early in the morning to be having that conversation with her merely because she is three and has no concept of time. I admit it, I got sucked in. Anyway, I went downstairs and saw to it that the big girls made it to their bus stop - from the porch of course because we all know I am not allowed near it! It's okay for me to wear my yellow robe with mice all over it and my hair closely resembling medusa's and stand on the front porch and watch them but I can't go fully dressed, looking like a human being. Whatever! I am not bitter in the least....
I hopped in the shower and Sarah watched Noggin in the comfort of my bed. When I was done we went and woke up Olivia. Olivia is NOT a morning person. In fact, she hates mornings almost as much as I do. She gets up and has decided to wear a pretty little dress but there is one problem...it needs ironed! I loathe ironing but somehow I managed to bust out the ironing board (which is not an easy feat due to the fact that I keep it buried), the iron and get the pretty little dress ironed and on her. I did her hair, fed her and Sarah breakfast and then something happened - She had to pee! She goes in the bathroom and somehow managed to get a part of her dress in the toilet water. HOLY SHITZU! Are you kidding me? I just spent 20 minutes ironing that dress and you get it wet and want to change???? I don't think so sister! Like any good mother would do, I took the dress off of her and used the iron to dry it, sprayed that area with Febreze and put it right back on her. No harm, no foul!
Off to the bus stop where I am allowed to go at 8:10am. Three kids off at school - woohoo! I spent the morning preparing for my departure.
I spent my day doing this and that to get ready. Nothing too exciting there. Now I am just waiting...waiting....waiting for it to be time to load up and head out. I really did plan on going to bed early, getting up somewhat refreshed and heading to see Ole Hurricane Earl. Instead, I am sitting here blogging, drinking coffee and waiting to see how many gnats will die at the hands of my homemade gnat trap. DIE GNATS DIE!!!!!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
p.s. I have tried really hard to get back on track this week so I promise next week I will get right back at it! Pray that we don't get swept off to sea with Earl!
My day started out early but not as early as it usually does. Scott had to work the O.S.U. game today and had to be there at 7am to do "sweeps". Since he had to be up so early he woke up the twins and made sure they were moving before he left. This translates into extra sleep for me but apparently he didn't want me to sleep too much because he turned the t.v. on for me - what the????? I crawled out of bed begrudgingly at 6:20am and Sarah (who can and will sleep till 10am if I let her) pops up out of her bed. This is how the conversation went:
"Good Morning Sarah!"
"Is TODAY the day I go to Grandma's?"
" Why yes Sarah and good morning to you too!"
"What time am I going to Grandma's house Mommy?"
"About eight o'clock this evening"
"What time is that?
"Eight o'clock"
"No Mommy, what time is that?"
"Eight oooooooo......Sarah, after dinner"
"Ok Mommy"
It was far too early in the morning to be having that conversation with her merely because she is three and has no concept of time. I admit it, I got sucked in. Anyway, I went downstairs and saw to it that the big girls made it to their bus stop - from the porch of course because we all know I am not allowed near it! It's okay for me to wear my yellow robe with mice all over it and my hair closely resembling medusa's and stand on the front porch and watch them but I can't go fully dressed, looking like a human being. Whatever! I am not bitter in the least....
I hopped in the shower and Sarah watched Noggin in the comfort of my bed. When I was done we went and woke up Olivia. Olivia is NOT a morning person. In fact, she hates mornings almost as much as I do. She gets up and has decided to wear a pretty little dress but there is one problem...it needs ironed! I loathe ironing but somehow I managed to bust out the ironing board (which is not an easy feat due to the fact that I keep it buried), the iron and get the pretty little dress ironed and on her. I did her hair, fed her and Sarah breakfast and then something happened - She had to pee! She goes in the bathroom and somehow managed to get a part of her dress in the toilet water. HOLY SHITZU! Are you kidding me? I just spent 20 minutes ironing that dress and you get it wet and want to change???? I don't think so sister! Like any good mother would do, I took the dress off of her and used the iron to dry it, sprayed that area with Febreze and put it right back on her. No harm, no foul!
Off to the bus stop where I am allowed to go at 8:10am. Three kids off at school - woohoo! I spent the morning preparing for my departure.
I spent my day doing this and that to get ready. Nothing too exciting there. Now I am just waiting...waiting....waiting for it to be time to load up and head out. I really did plan on going to bed early, getting up somewhat refreshed and heading to see Ole Hurricane Earl. Instead, I am sitting here blogging, drinking coffee and waiting to see how many gnats will die at the hands of my homemade gnat trap. DIE GNATS DIE!!!!!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
p.s. I have tried really hard to get back on track this week so I promise next week I will get right back at it! Pray that we don't get swept off to sea with Earl!
My Girls Trip Has Been Threatened
"NOAA has issued a hurricane watch for the area that includes First Landing State Park. The park is closing Thursday, Sept. 2, 2010, at 4 p.m. Re-opening depends on the storm track and any sustained damages."
The above message is not the sort of message one wants to get when they have been planning a get-a-way trip to said location for three months with their best buds! No, not at all! There is only one other time that a trip of mine has been interrupted by a catastrophe!
In 2001 we were scheduled to go to Cozumel, Mexico in September. On September 11th, 2001 some crazy ass changed America and my life. It lead to my husband being deployed for two and half years in various places. However, we are focusing on my trip so we aren't going to talk about how I would like to give extremist a taste of their own medicine because I am a forgiving person.....really....really I am! Anyway, the beginning of our trip to Cozumel turned into a total mess. First of all, we closed our borders and they weren't letting anyone in or out of the country. Our first flight was delayed for a day until they opened all the airports back up. Finally we got onto a plane to Texas. This came with a slight glitch, the borders still weren't open. Luckily we were able to get a hotel room. My father-in-law rented a car and we took a field trip over to Galveston, Texas to the beach. We spent the day playing in the ocean and then a day or two after that we were finally able to make it out of the country to our trip.
Now all these years later, I just want to go on my girls' trip and a dang hurricane thinks it can blow right in and mess with me and my posse! OH HELLO KITTY NO! We will not have it so Earl, blow right back to where you came from because you are no friend of ours!
I am going to go now and finish getting my stuff together as well as my kids stuff ready for their weekend at their most fabulous Grandmas! Sarah is so excited to spend the weekend with her Grandma that she woke up at 6am and asked if she was going there today?? Is today the day Mommy? I fear she will not be able to focus on anything else today until she gets there.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
The above message is not the sort of message one wants to get when they have been planning a get-a-way trip to said location for three months with their best buds! No, not at all! There is only one other time that a trip of mine has been interrupted by a catastrophe!
In 2001 we were scheduled to go to Cozumel, Mexico in September. On September 11th, 2001 some crazy ass changed America and my life. It lead to my husband being deployed for two and half years in various places. However, we are focusing on my trip so we aren't going to talk about how I would like to give extremist a taste of their own medicine because I am a forgiving person.....really....really I am! Anyway, the beginning of our trip to Cozumel turned into a total mess. First of all, we closed our borders and they weren't letting anyone in or out of the country. Our first flight was delayed for a day until they opened all the airports back up. Finally we got onto a plane to Texas. This came with a slight glitch, the borders still weren't open. Luckily we were able to get a hotel room. My father-in-law rented a car and we took a field trip over to Galveston, Texas to the beach. We spent the day playing in the ocean and then a day or two after that we were finally able to make it out of the country to our trip.
Now all these years later, I just want to go on my girls' trip and a dang hurricane thinks it can blow right in and mess with me and my posse! OH HELLO KITTY NO! We will not have it so Earl, blow right back to where you came from because you are no friend of ours!
I am going to go now and finish getting my stuff together as well as my kids stuff ready for their weekend at their most fabulous Grandmas! Sarah is so excited to spend the weekend with her Grandma that she woke up at 6am and asked if she was going there today?? Is today the day Mommy? I fear she will not be able to focus on anything else today until she gets there.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Three Down and One To Go!
Last night I got a call from Bella's Dad saying that I wouldn't have her this morning because her Mom is
in the hospital (Please add them in your prayers she is pregnant and the baby's heartbeat is erratic). Since Bella wasn't going to be here this morning I decided to sleep till 6am. Well guess what????? I slept till 7:20am! This is what time Emma and Abigail start school. Needless to say, I woke up in a complete panic! Here it is Olivia's first day of school and I have all ready screwed up! I rushed out of bed and directly to Emma's bedroom....she isn't there. Okay, this is a step in the right direction. Next Olivia's room to see if Abigail (who slept in Olivia's room last night) is up too. She isn't there! Okay, okay...this is a positive sign. I rush downstairs - they are gone!!!! Shew! Deep breaths to refocus and a moment of pride as a Mother; they got up, got to the bus and off to school all by themselves!
My next act was to get myself dressed and get Olivia up and moving. Olivia is not a morning person and I struggled a bit getting her up and moving but eventually she was up, awake and dressed. I fed her breakfast, got her backpack and we headed to the bus stop. Next thing you know the bus was here and off she went to her first day of kindergarten. That's three down and one more kid to go.....just a couple more years!
Now I am off of here and jumping in the shower so it appears as if I accomplished something this morning. Have a great day!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
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