Whirlwind!!

We had the stomach flu 'round here last week. Combine that with all the rest that June has brought us, and I am pooped. Last week, quite literally. (Oh, come on, you knew I could not resist a good poop joke.) We had 3 weddings this month. Including the brother-in-law. That was the biggie, with no less than three of our family of four in the bridal party. Going, going, gone! But we are glad the newlyweds, are just that. Honeymooned and settled. Good luck and good riddance........to all the wedding details that were somehow more involved than my own. And on that side of the track, sweet Hubby and I celebrate our TEN year anniversary in May. Wowzer, ten years of us. Married. I knew we were good, but wow. Ten. Ya for us. One day I might admit to how long we have been together, not just married. Still Ya for us! I keep thinking I will wake up one morning and things will slow down, and I will be able to get a grip on all the is going on around me, and I will just sit back and watch it all happen for just one day. And then I get up, get my cup of coffee, and make it to the couch just in time for my sister-in-law to drop off her two and drop the bomb that they are walking! On their own. So much for taking it all in, I am now wrangling one year old twins! Who not only walk, but can climb stairs. And while I do not want to miss one second of them, or of my own two. I still want to sit back and take it all in. So I booked a flight to Vegas with my 2 best friends. Best friend #3 is having a baby soon, and cannot make this trip. Next year, Longy, next year, I swear. So soon, but not soon enough, I will take Shorty, and Skinny and Myself and jump on a plane and jet away for a few days of mommy rejuvenation. I am literally counting the days. And on one of those days, I am going to sit my ass by the pool with a good book and a notepad. So I can jot down the random thoughts of my sweet kiddies that pop into my head. And get lost in the book, because I can! But first, Hubby will be off to see if he can catch us some fish we will not eat. But he works hard for us. Really hard, and he deserves a break too. So off to the great white North to commune with nature. And his dad and brother and Conquedoor.

Adults Only

Get your mind out of the gutter! This is not going to be about what you think! I was flipping through MSN.com today and read about this Justin Beiber kid getting kicked out of the adults only section of a movie theater, after he sneaked down to the section, and then once he was removed, he was heard to be pouting about not being allowed there. First of all kid, you are 16. You are NOT an adult. Therefore you are NOT going to be allowed into an adults only section. Period. Congratulations, on being famous. Now figure this out. No one in the real world gives a flying fart in space. And none of us think this should afford you any special rights or privileges. Believe it or not, there are adults who want to spend time going place stupid, whiny teenie boppers are not allowed. Yep, that right. I am telling you straight up, that sometimes we just don't want to deal with you. And as evidenced by your whining, you clearly are not an adult. Not soley based on the whining, but by the whole event. Also, you little turd, in case you were wondering, there are these things called laws, and though I am not sure of the legalese in the area to which the theater is located, it is truly possible that the theater could be in trouble for your twit headed actions. And I am sure that the manager likes being employed and hardly is willing to loose their livelihood for some zit faced kid. Famous or not.

One night a week my husband and I try to get away for date night. It is usually a slower night, one in which we can LEAVE the kids with one of their sets of grandparents, and we can go , eat our own food, and have a reasonable conversation. These nights are important to us and usually we do not go to the likes of what I would consider family restaurants. We save those for the days when we have the kids with us. So I do get a little snarky when they try to seat us next to a table of children, and on more than one occasion I have not accepted a table based on that fact alone. For some grown ups, especially parents, getting out is an occasion. Whether it once a week or once a month, it is time for us to be grown ups and not have to deal with kids. Be them 2 or 17. I think this is why I am so irritated with the child and his behavior. You can argue with me all you want, but he is a kid. Famous or not a KID. Not an adult. And good grief, if I was the parent of a child who wanted your next single my response would be HELL NO! I refuse to add to your arrogance. So until you are 21 dear Justin, keep your hiney where it belongs, and that is NOT in the adults only area!