Friday, September 28, 2007

Good News

I bought a car. Well, I should say "we" bought a car. We ended up getting the 4Runner we test drove the first time we went to the dealer. Apparently there are only 2 4Runner's in the country right now with a 3rd row seat, and they're both in Utah. Or that's what the dealer said. I'm not sure if he was telling the truth or not, because by the time he called me back to tell me the news, I'd done more research and decided I didn't want the 3rd row afterall.

Fickle females!

The thing is, I didn't realize how much space the 3rd row took up. There was NO cargo space when the seat was in place, and it wasn't removable like I originally thought. It's just a flip up seat (meaning the bottom of the seat flips up and the back of the seat folds down), so even with the seat down you don't get much cargo space. With 2 kids and 3 dogs, that's not cool.

So...then I priced after-market entertainment and navigation systems and honestly? We can buy both cheaper at Best Buy and have them installed. So, there really wasn't a reason to hold out.

I did get the basic things I wanted. 4 wheel drive, a V6 engine, space and reliability. The safety features alone were enough to attract me, but once you add in the off road capabilities, warranty and the fact that it's a Toyota..well, it was a logical choice.

So far I love it. It's roomy and comfortable, drives well and offers everything I need. Of course, it hasn't even been a week yet, so I'm still riding the new car high. I don't think my opinion will change much as time goes on.

MM is over the moon excited about it. I feel kind of bad for the guy,though, because we bought the car Tuesday evening and he left at 4 Wednesday morning for a 10 day trip to New Mexico for work. Poor guy won't get to enjoy the new car until he gets home. *snicker*

Yes, the car is primarily mine, but I think he's more excited about buying it than I am.

We got a fairly good deal on my trade in and I'm happy with the final price we paid.

In other good news:

DW is coming back to work on Monday. Know what that means? Yep, I'll have more blog time. THANK GOODNESS! I've missed all of you! A lot.

Also...this weekend is the So. Cal Blogger meet up and my slumber party! YAY! Shold be all kinds of fun.

I'll try to post Sunday about the weekend (maybe with pictures??). Hope you all have a great weekend.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Car Shopping, Isabel Sucks and A Slumber Party


MM and I went shopping for a new car this weekend. We've decided on a Toyota 4Runner. I love the look of it, it's big enough for our entire family (plus dogs) and the safety ratings are great. Plus, it was just named as one of the Top 10 cars that will drive over 200,000 miles with proper maintenance. All very cool, no? Not only that, but they recently added an optional third row seat, which would be great for when we travel places and have additional guests with us. We want the SR5 4x4 V-8.

Saturday MM and I hit the local dealership to check them out. They had 6 on the lot, all in white, and none with a third row seat or in dash navigation. WTF? How can a dealership not have even ONE car with at least a third row seat? We decided to test drive one without, just to check it out, and we were very pleased.

Once we got back to the lot, the salesman we were working with said he'd see if he could find one for us today. In the meantime, I heard on the radio they were having a major sale a the other dealership in our area, so we headed out there to take a look. They had two on the lot, neither with the 3rd row seat, and neither in the V-8. *sigh*

We decided to see what the original guy could do and settled in to wait. I just called to see if they'd made any progress and was told they're having a hard time finding one for us, but he'd call me before 4:30 today.

I'm really bummed. I was so ready to drive a new car home on Saturday. We're at the point now where we really need a new car. No, we're not in dire straights, but I was so jazzed! I hate it when that happens. *sigh*

We told the salesman the nav system isn't a deal breaker for us, but the 3rd row seat is. So that's what he's searching for. But MM is leaving on Wednesday for New Mexico, so if they don't find the car before then, it'll have to wait until he comes back. I told MM last night that if that's the case, I'm going to ask them to find a fully loaded one for us. If I'm going to spend that much on a car and I have to wait anyway, I might as well get everything I want, right?

So, if they find me a car by tomorrow, we'll take it as long as it has the 3rd row seat. If not, I'm holding out for the in-dash navigation system, the bluetooth wireless capabilities, the MP3 jack and the entertainment package (plus a few other things).

Even knowing I'll eventually get what I want, I'm still bummed that we don't have it already. *Sigh*

Moving on:


Isabel is being naughty. Months and months ago she said she'd make me a blanket (Seriously, she ROCKS at crocheting blankets). So the other day, I see this. WTF? That's MY BLANKET!! Now she's giving me that, "Oh, I don't know. I might decide to keep it. I might send it" crap. I'm sooooo putting her on the naughty list if I don't have my blankie soon. LOL

This weekend we're doing the So Cal Blogger meet up. I can't wait! I'm so excited to hang out with some fellow bloggers and to see my girls again. Since MM is going to be out of town, I started thinking...why cut our visit short? Why not have the girls over for a bit after the meet up? Then I thought...why not turn it into a slumber party? So that's what we're going to do. Saturday after our lunch/book shopping excursion, Daph and Ween are going to come over for a slumber party. My sister and mom are coming too. And if I remember to ask her (my brain is mush right now) MM's sister, too.

We're just going to hang out and gossip and I thought I might try my wedding dress on for them. Then we'll drink wine (or margaritas) and just hang. Doesn't that sound like fun? I haven't had a girlie sleepover in...ages. I can hardly wait!

What's been new with all of you? I feel so...out of touch. I've been so busy lately I haven't had time to just..catch up with y'all in blogland. What's new and exciting? Anything I've missed lately?

Much love,
H

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Wedding Stuff - It's Official

MM and I spent the weekend in Laughlin, NV. If you remember, we were talking about doing a riverboat wedding there in March, rather than a Country Club wedding here in October. After seeing the riverboat and accommodations, it's official, we're getting married March 8, 2008 in Laughlin.

We're both pretty excited over this. The boat can hold up to 119 people, so really we won't have to cut our guest list short. That's a plus for us. We were both concerned we might not be able to invite all our friends and family. We've chartered the boat for 3 hours, so after the ceremony (which will last just over 20 minutes) we'll have a cocktail hour on board. Appetizers will be available, along with a champagne toast and a deejay so we can have our first dance, etc. Afterwards we're going to have dinner on the patio at Joe's Crab Shack. MM and I both love their food, and it goes in line with our more casual theme, I think.

I'm very excited about this. I honestly don't think a Country Club wedding suits either of us. Getting married on a Riverboat in March is so much more our style.

We also decided to cut out the wedding party. Space is very limited on board the ship and it just made sense to simplify everything. Instead of having 6 attendants each, we've decided to have The Girl act as Maid of Honor and Little Man act as Best Man. They're both very excited..and so are we. It will be just the four of us, which makes sense since it's the four of us who are joining together (was that flowery enough for you?).

We'll be heading to Laughlin the Wednesday before the wedding. We figure that will give us enough time to do any last minute things. Oh, that reminds me...

I need some help. I told MM that once we get to Laughlin (probably on Thursday) we'll go our separate ways. My parents should be there by then and I think Daphne, Rowena, Isabel and Joey will be as well. Not to mention various other friends/family members.

I figure both MM and myself will be busy and the break will be nice. I'll have to visit the spa to try various hairstyles and get my nails done and I'll want some time to relax before the big day. Plus, if we don't see each other until the actual wedding, I think we'll both be more excited...you know, it's the whole anticipation thing.

Is that wrong? Because I have to tell you, MM is freaking out on me about it. He's in complete panic mode. He says it's ridiculous for me to "avoid" him for two days when we'll be in the same town staying at the same resort. Honestly? I think he thinks he'll be allll allloonnne. As in, no one but him will be there. I have a feeling he has visions of finding himself alone at some seedy bar with no one to talk to and no one to hang out with. Not only that, but he's gotten it into his head that if I walk into a cafe or whatever and see him sitting there (alone, no less) I'll rush right out of the room, doing my best to "hide" from him.

*headesk*

What do you think? Should we part ways on Thursday until the actual wedding, or am I just being silly? I think I need an outside opinion.

Now that we've set a date and decided this is what we want to do, things are progressing nicely. I've picked out the menu for the boat and spoken to Joe's Crab Shack at reserving the patio for dinner. I've also taken care of some other things, like blocking off rooms at the hotel and etc. Things are coming along nicely.

We decided on Jamaica for our honeymoon. We're looking at Montego Bay. Anyone been? Have suggestions? Thoughts? I think we're going to do the Sandals All Inclusive Resort for 10 days. Damn, is it March yet? I don't care about the wedding so much, but the honeymoon? Oh yeah, all about it. (haha, just kidding..well, not really)

Oh, one last thing that's completely unrelated:

Next weekend, the 29th, we're having a second So Cal Blogger Meet Up. I can't wait! So far Rosie, Wendy, Nikki, Lori, Daphne, Rowena and myself have confirmed. If you live in the So Cal area and would like to join us, please let either myself or Rosie know (she's been wonderful about planning this whole thing). We're planning lunch and a book shopping excursion. Should be a blast!

Work is still kicking my ass, so my posts will remain few and far between. I promise I haven't forgotten any of you, though. I've been reading your blogs everyday, I just don't have much time to comment.

Much love,
Holland

Friday, September 14, 2007

Sometimes Reality is Way Better Than Fiction

I had a right shit morning.

I got out of the shower and started getting dress. I'm in the middle of putting my bra on and the door starts creeping open. I yell, "Hey!" and Little Man says, "Oh, sorry. But mom, The Girl needs fingernail polish remover!" WTF? I said, "Why?" And right then the smell hit me. He said, "The fingernail polish bottle exploded!" in a slightly awed, slightly fearful tone of voice.

Oh.Hell.No.

I throw on my robe and rush into The Girl's (Hmm, or should I say "Belle") room. She's standing in the middle of her room with her hands held out before her, butt ass naked. I glance at her hands and...I was speechless.

They were covered, from the tips of her fingers to her wrists, with blue fingernail polish. Blue sparkle fingernail polish. I said, "What happened??" and she said, "I don't know. The bottle started leaking so I poured it in this cup." and she points to a large plastic coke cup on her dresser. It's filled with fingernail polish and on the dresser in front of it are two empty bottles, one blue and one clear.

The Girl, just so you know, has had a love of all things fingernail polish since she was four and painted Little Man's legs purple from ankle to thigh. We tried scrubbing them clean, but weren't able to get it all clean. For two weeks his legs had a purple tinge.

*headdesk*

In this case, she swore she was only trying to keep it from spilling onto the carpet, but much more likely she was wanted to paint her nails and thought it would be faster - not to mention easier - to just dip her nails in a cup full of polish.

Obviously that didn't work out too well for her.

I rush her into the bathroom (naked as a jaybird still), pour a liberal amount of polish remover on a tissue and start scrubbing. Unfortunately, it was really caked on and the progress was slow. Finally I closed the drain in the sink, poured some remover in and told The Girl to stick her hands in. It went a lot faster after that.

Of course, this all happened about 5 minutes before we needed to leave the house. And the child was still naked. I headed out the door 20 minutes late and rushed to get the kids in the car. On the way, I tipped my coffee mug over and spilled the contents all over inside my purse and on my foot.

By the time I got to work (half an hour late) my shoe had dried (I wore flip-flops today) and my foot was stuck to it. Now, every time I move my shoe rips the skin off the top of my foot and my sole gets stuck.

Just beautiful.

I walked into the office to a massive pile of work that miraculously appeared overnight and opened my email with a sigh.

The first email I opened was from my boss, and it completely turned my day around.

Now before I proceed, let me explain. The below is a true accounting of events from last night. This is not a work of fiction or one of those "chain" emails we see from time to time. This really happened to my boss. And no, it's not one of those "This really happened to my best friend's boyfriend's younger brother's college roommate's third cousin".

After receiving the below, I said, "You made that up!" and he said, "I can't make this shit up". Lord save us all.

You are going to love this one.

I show up, and she comes out, slender, nice shape,Random Act of Kindness (fake rack), by the time i get from the legs up to her face she is wearing an eye patch. (God will get me for this one). My first thought was , aye matie, are you ready to go?

Turns out she was in a very bad car accident a few years back and after 11 surgeries, she is waiting for her prosthetic eye to come in. This almost was a true "blind date". She gets in the car, and we decide on Mexican food. I am looking at her and notice she has a line above her eye brows and the skin doesn't match the lower part of her face.

It looked like a lid on top of a jar or something. I figure a few drinks and everything will start to look pretty good. (Is that wrong or what?). I find out she has had multiple skin graphs (sp.?) and all i am thinking is if i give her a kiss on the forehead, i might actually be kissing her ass...You will find out why I am being kind of brutal in a second, and why the "subject bar" says armando's, castelli's alone.

We are actually having a decent time , she is very jovial and somewhat interesting
to talk to. We knew a lot of the same people from the past and as the dinner
proceeded I was thinking how shallow I am always looking for girls that are half
my age, o.k. just slightly older than half.

So , i ask her if she wants to get together next week again and do something. Here is where the evening took a drastic turn: and i quote: "Well, I am kind of seeing somebody" (NO PUN INTENDED) and I don't feel it would be right. Naturally, in amazement , I am thinking once again, after hard money earned spent, why am I here? Did she not tell me she wanted to go out? Didn't her friend tell me she is single? How many dinners do I have to buy before I stop hearing " my boyfriend has a watch like that", "my boyfriend has a shirt like that" or whatever.

Well, a little fed up at this point, I finally did it, "excuse me, what does I am
kind of seeing someone mean?" Here is the clincher, are you ready? Well, he
is 32, and he is from here, his parents live at Clancy Lane (woo hoo) and he is
in the software business. She has NOT seen him in 8 months, and they have NEVER
been intimate (so she says).

I told her there is a fine line between stupid and naive, and she might be on the
line of both. "Do you really think that a 32 year old man, living in New York, is
saving himself for a 46 year old woman in Palm Desert, PLEEEEAZZE.

Her retort " have you ever heard the term Gigolo" , I just started laughing,
I said, " you drive a ford explorer you share with your daughter, you are living in
a friends house with four dogs and three children, in the middle of a divorce. His
parents live on CLANCY LANE in Rancho Mirage. He doesn't need whatever money
you think you have.

CHECK PLEASE!!

Dropped her off and went to Castelli's.


Once again, this is a true story. Not something made up.

You should hear the jokes floating around the office. My boss is now referring to her as "Patch Adams". I sent this email to DW and her reply was:

Does the saying arrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggg matey mean anything?

Oh and by the way, did Holly tell you that for your own well being"you are grounded from blind dates"! Hehehehehe


His reply?

It was only a HALF blind date


I think this tops the list of "worst" dates. But just in case...what was your worst?

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Nose Picker!

I've been threatening for some time now to hijack MM's blog. He's an even more lazy blogger than I am, but some funny shit happens to him at work (which is why he started the blog to begin with) that I feel the world needs to know about.

Besides, his job is high stress and dangerous...comic relief is always in order, no?

But alas, I've been busy with my real life (I know, amazing that I have one, isn't it? A real life, I mean) and haven't had time to update here or at Book Binge. I've tried. I have numerous drafts saved of books and movies I want to review and various things that have happened lately that amused me. Like the Perfume Wars MM and I have engaged in lately and The Girl's refusal to change her name back to The Girl. Stuff like that.

My biggest issue is...DW is still off work. She's hoping to be back October 1st, but hasn't received an OK from her doc yet, so I don't know. As we do the same job (and are the only two in the company that can do said job) I have no time for blogging. At work I'm buried under piles and piles of paperwork and when I get home..I just want to veg. I think my brain is on overload.

I'll have to work on that.

Anyway, since I don't have time to post on his blog and this one and Book Binge, I'll just have to make do here for now.

Recently California passed a law that says you can't talk on your cell phone while driving unless you have a hands free device. Now, according to MM, that hasn't actually gone into effect yet (January, 2008, I think) but people are still conscious of it.

Yesterday he was at a stop light and there was a woman coming from the opposite direction talking on her cell phone. The light changed and they started moving forward and the girl realized MM was right there. She puts her cell phone down (like MM wasn't bright enough to see her on it in the first place) all casual like. Then she...stuck her finger up her nose.

Now, neither MM or myself have figured out why exactly she did that. Was it because she really needed to pick it right then, or was she hoping MM would think she'd been picking her nose all along, and hadn't been on her cell phone? And what's worse? Picking your nose or wanting someone else to think you're picking your nose when you aren't?

MM just laughed. He's not the type to stop someone for talking on their cell phone. He isn't a traffic cop, he's a beat cop. So unless you're doing something really stupid, he won't pull you over. So really, she stuck her finger up her nose for nothing..unless she really had something in there to dig out, that is.

But that's not something I really want to think about.

People are dumb.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Moderation is Key


Lately, my new obsession is a show on TLC called, Honey, We're Killing the Kids. When I first saw the previews for this show, I was baffled. I mean, I guess I hadn't realized how lazy some people are.

Basically, for those of you who haven't seen it, HWKTK is a reality show where a nutritionist goes into the homes of people with seriously overweight or out of shape kids and then gives them a three week regimen to help them turn their lives around. But, well, from where I'm sitting anyway, it's all common sense stuff.

The key to any healthy lifestyle is moderation.

My kids are very healthy. Their hair and nails grow at a rapid pace, their color is good, they're not overweight. I balance their diet so they always get what nutrients they need, but I don't go overboard...not in either direction.

One of my former co-workers is a complete health nut. He eats only healthy, high-protein food, works out every morning for an hour and is very rigid with his kids and their diets. I made a comment once about picking up McDonalds for dinner on my way home and he gave me this look like I was completely crazy. He said, "Didn't you see 'Super Size Me'"? WTF does that have to do with anything?

Yes, I saw it. Well, parts of it anyway. But, the thing is, of course you're going to have health issues if you eat nothing but greasy, processed food every day, three times a day, for a prolonged period of time. Especially if you don't balance it with vitamins and exercise. Once again, common sense.

I don't force my children to eat nothing but fruits and vegetables, but I don't just let them eat junk all day, either.

Moderation, people.

Anyway, back to this show. The nutritionist runs the kids through a series of tests to determine their body mass index, energy levels, sugar and fat intakes and etc. Then she complies the data and runs it through a computer system that projects what they'll look like at 40 if they continue on in the same manner in which they live now. I.e., continue to eat 5x the recommended levels of sugar a day and have a 5000 calorie intake. Stuff like that.

The images are kind of disturbing. The show I watched the other night had a little boy and a little girl. I think he was 8 and she was 6. His body weight was that of a 16 year old, and she ate more calories a day than a professional athlete.

The dad was an over the road truck driver, so he was hardly home, and the mom was just plain lazy. She even admitted it. She said she knew she gave in too easy, but she just didn't feel like dealing with dinner and forcing the kids to go outside and play, so she let them eat whatever they wanted - usually fast food or easy to prepare junk food like Mac-N-Cheese - and let them play video games or watch t.v. for sometimes 6 or 8 hours a day. A DAY!

This completely baffles me. Yes, I'm a lazy person. I freely admit it. There are some days when I just don't feel like cooking dinner or making a gourmet meal. Those are the days we order pizza or hit a drive-thru on the way home. And there are days when I want to do nothing but read or lay on the couch, and those are the days I let the kids play video games or watch a movie.

But I understand kids need exercise and balanced meals, so those days are few and far between. I force myself to cook dinner and play with the kids in the yard, or take them for a walk, or whatever.

Besides, how crazy would they be if I just kept them cooped up in the house all the time? They need to expend energy or they'd drive me insane inside of a week. Right?

So why don't other people understand this? We eat ice cream and cookies and chips and snacks, but we also eat fruits and vegetables and sit down as a family at the dinner table with the television and computers turned off.

On the heels of discovering this new show - and how little common sense people seem to possess - I found an article online about a school district (somewhere in the South, I think) who has begun putting their students weight on their report cards.

At first I was outraged. Why in the world would you purposely single out a child for his/her weight? Why don't we just go ahead and kill their self-confidence now? But then I read the article and...well, I wonder if it isn't a good idea?

No, I don't believe you have to be a size 1 to look good or be healthy. That's unrealistic. And I certainly believe that every single individual on the face of this Earth is unique and different. You may be a size 15 and completely healthy - not to mention look great - while my perfect size is a 4. We're all different.

But as Americans we've become so lazy and obsessive, something does need to be done. Is putting our child's weight on his report card the answer? I don't know. But I can't say I disagree with their plan as much as I thought I would.

Read the article, then come back and tell me what you think.

Something needs to be done...but what?

On a side note:
I chose to keep this as a more general type post, but I can't even begin to express the anger I feel after watching said show and doing other research online. For all of you lazy ass people out there, GET OFF YOUR ASS AND DO SOMETHING!!!

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Things to Ponder




1. Does a clean house indicate that there is a broken computer in it?

2. Why is it that no matter what color of bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?

3. Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?

4. Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?

5. On electric toasters, why do they engrave the message "one slice"? How many pieces of bread do they think people are really gonna try to stuff in that slot?

6. Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?

7. Why is it that no plastic garbage bag will open from the end you first try?

8. How do those dead bugs get into those closed light fixtures?

9. Considering all the lint you get in your dryer, if you kept drying your clothes would they eventually just disappear?

10. When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right so why don't we say, "That hurt!"

11. Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?

12. Is it true that the only difference between a yard sale and a trash pickup is how close to the road the stuff is placed?

13. In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?

14. How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?

15. If at first you don't succeed, shouldn't you try doing it like your wife told you to do it? And obviously if at first you don't succeed, then don't take up sky diving!

16. The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends, if they're okay, then it's you.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

My How Time Flies

I can't believe I haven't posted since last Wednesday. Cripes, I remember when I couldn't go a day without posting something new. Having a life sucks. LOL

Friday night I went out with Casee. Our office closes at 4 on Fridays, but since it was a holiday weekend, my boss decided to close at 3. I was ecstatic, because I'd been having a crappy day and I couldn't wait to start my girls night with Casee.

So 3 rolls around and I start shutting things down for the day. I pack up my purse and then go to grab my keys and...couldn't find them. Anywhere. I searched through all the drawers in my desk, emptied my purse, checked the bathroom, crawled around on the floor, dug through the trash. Nothing. By this time I was close to having a panic attack, because I'd driven MM's car. I need some work done to mine and decided it would be safer to drive his Jeep. So not only do I want to take off for the weekend, but I didn't want to have to tell MM I lost his keys. Not that I think he would have cared (much) but come on, you know he'd tease me about it for the rest of my life, right? "Hey babe, I was just getting ready to leave work, but uh..I can't find the keys. Can you drive the 45 miles down here and bring me the spare set?" "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, You lost the keys? HAHAHAHAHAHA" So wasn't looking forward to THAT conversation.

I did end up finding them, although it took me another 20 minutes of searching. Know where they were?

With the car wash guy.

See, we have this mobile car wash service that comes to our office on Fridays. Because MM was gracious enough to let me drive his baby (the Jeep was his first love) I figured the least I could do was have it washed....only I completely forgot about it.

No comments from the Peanut Gallery, please.

Anyway, once the car wash guy finally brought my keys back, I picked Casee up and we headed to the Yard House for happy hour. We got a table and each of us ordered a beer (I love hanging out with Casee, because she's the only one of my girlfriends who drinks beer). We gossiped, had an appetizer, drank more beer, gossiped some more, ordered dinner, drank more beer, gossiped, talked about books, drank more beer, gossiped, drank more beer..well, you get the picture, right?

About the time our conversation started deteriorating into subjects best left not discussed whilst drunk (or any other time, for that matter) we decided it was time to move on to the bookstore to compete in our favorite sport.

Drunken Book Shopping. Hey, it's not as easy as it sounds.

Haven't tried it? Well, you should, it's fun. I vaguely recall lying in the middle of the romance section in Borders with my head in Casee's lap trying to decide if it was worth it to stand up to read the blurb of a book on the top shelf that may or may not have been good. Good times, man.

Anyways, the damage wasn't too bad. I only bought 8 books this time around. Last time I got somewhere around 17, so I did very much better. Or Casee did worse on pimping, depending on how you look at it.

Ha!

Unfortunately, the evening ended badly. I got a migraine. Blech. But after some Advil and then a migraine pill before bed, I woke up Saturday with only a mild headache. Thank goodness.

It was wonderful seeing Casee again and I'm so glad we got to spend time together, but MM says he's glad she only visits occasionally. I think he was a little salty about the books.

Boys.

Saturday I just chilled out at home, then we had dinner with MM's sister, BIL, niece and one of our neighbors and his little boy. Sunday we went to Legoland. The kids had a great time. I'm glad we went. It's not something I think we could do all the time, but it was worth it. It's crazy some of the stuff they can build out of Legos.

Yesterday we had a BBQ at our house. MM's sister and BIL came over. After we ate we watched a movie then had dessert, then went to bed early.

All in all it was a good weekend. It was nice having three days.

What about the rest of you? Did you have a good weekend?

Much love,
H

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