A Dub

What a weekend. We all had a great time in spite of all the obstacles. The first obstacle came before we even left my house. The car was all packed, Colleen and Karla waiting in the car. I opened my car door and heard a big POP. I closed the door to investigate and, lo and behold, the bottom panel of my car door fell off! That's right. Fell right the fuck off. K-Ho to the rescue with the double sided carpet tape and scissors and we're off. (That carpet tape worked the entire trip there and back.) We arrived safely at the lake house only to find that the boat lift isn't working. Turns out it was the outlet on the dock that wasn't working. After a short trip to the "Do It Best" hardware store in Cadiz for a heavy duty extension cord to run up to the house, the boat was afloat and we were off to the beach. The rest of the weekend was uneventful for the most part. However, we did learn a few things.

• We never have anything good to eat or drink
• Mikey must always wear her PFD near the water
• We will never have "Girl's Weekend 2007" t-shirts, or the like
• We are all willing to take one for the team unless it involves John L
• Always have Pepsid on hand
• Nobody beats Mikey on garbage patrol
• Nobody beats Col at A Dub
• K-Ho is an awesome bartender
• We all love the word "CRAP"
• None of us know anyone with the names Paprika or Coriander
• Kentuckians seem to like Eminem, no matter how loud we blast it

Girl's weekend in New Mexico next year. I'm off to rehab. The Ingalls bus should be here momentarily.

So Pretty

I know it has been awhile since my last post so here's a quick update before I head down to Cadiz for a weekend with the girls.

The grad party was a huge success in spite of Rick. He completely redeemed himself the day after the party when Mikey and I just sat around while he cleaned up the entire mess from the party. Times like that I know why I married him.

The cicadas are still out in full force and their noise is deafening at times. We have seen a lot of hawks recently, must be due to the cicadas. Yesterday there were two hawks flying so close to the house, the closest I've seen in 14 years. Of course I did not have my camera handy to capture their unbelievable grace as they swoop into the trees for a cicada snack.

Lauren finally started working for Rick's firm. The job is so cushy and she makes ridiculous money. Good for her. I guess it pays when Dad is a partner! But the bottom line is Dad is the one paying her!

We finally got some much needed rain and my lilies are in full bloom. They are so beautiful right now but don't last very long. They will more than likely be gone when I return from Kentucky on Sunday. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

Finally, a happy happy belated birthday to Marc and Ashley!

Holy Crap!

That's right folks..........Rick DROPPED the cake............and the fruit tray! I'm speechless. Actually I'm not but this all goes back to "What's Bloggable?" The cake is salvageable since it was in the box just not too pretty. The fruit tray however, tumbled down the entire flight of steps into the basement. I cleaned that mess up. Thanks to Bonnie, I will still have fruit salad. I love Bonnie.

Just Call Me Shrek

The party preparations are well under way. But not without incident. Last night Rick, Lauren, Karla and myself were busy doing our assigned tasks. Rick mowed the lawn, burned some boxes we had lying around the basement, carried in all the pop and beer, etc. Lauren cleaned all the bathrooms (she is the best bathroom cleaner!), decorated the basement, cleaned her room, etc. I pretty much cleaned all day. Then Karla and I played "Martha Stewart on a Budget," changed the music in the jukebox (a big fucking royal pain in my ass which is why it doesn't get done often), etc. Everything was going too smoothly. Rick came in from burning the boxes and asked me what was in them. I said nothing. He said there were two big "wheels" that were maybe Styrofoam or something burning in the box fire. Whatever. About five minutes later it occurred to me that the "wheels" were actually the crepe paper I had bought for decorating. He inadvertently burned the entire box of graduation decorations I had ordered a month ago. Under no circumstance should you ever give this man a match. Only those who know me well know what happened next. It was not pretty. So I'm flipping out and Rick is just staring at me, Lauren and Karla are SILENT when Rick just starts laughing at me. He is the only one who could ever get away with that! Not too long after that I took a break during which I played with Ozzy a bit. But just a bit. I turned around in a hurry while chasing Ozzy and SLAMMED the shit out of the right side of my head on the open door of the jukebox! Ice packs and Advil ensued along with a huge bump. Rick couldn't hold back. He looked at my face and said, "Nice goin' Shrek."

Other than that, things are going great. See you all tomorrow, black eye and all!

Movin' On

Our baby is now a college freshman! Hard to believe. The graduation ceremony was insane. 715 graduates and the ceremony only lasted 70 minutes. They were reading the names faster than the kids could cross the stage. By the end of the ceremony, the names had all been read and there were still about 50 graduates to cross the stage. Lauren wore her gold tassel that represented her being in the top 10% of her class and she also wore a gold cord around her neck that represented her being a member of the National Honor Society. Those achievements proved more than worthy when Rick and Lauren went to U. of I. on Monday to register for classes. Lauren will start college with 13 credit hours. Five credit hours earned for AP calculus, four for AP economics and four for scoring high on the English portion of her ACT. This means that she will only need to take 13 hours per semester and can transfer into the School of Business her sophomore year as long as she maintains a 3.0 GPA. She says, "No problem!" Her schedule at U.of I. couldn't be better. She doesn't have class until 11am on Fridays which is apparently key since Thursday nights are "bar" nights!

Did I mention only 73 days til she goes away?