Monday, August 25, 2008
Finally I left them, and BIG NEWS. I didnt cry! My brother, sis-in-law and Eric and I went to Cedar Point and rode some scary roller coasters. Seriously I wont be doing that again. I did console myself with the fact that little teeny weeny 8 year olds were riding the coasters and if they survived I should too, right?
The girls survived too, they stayed at my brother's house with Grandma and all their cousins and had a great time. Lydia learned how to say "mamaw" which made my mom really happy!! She loved her grandma and was really good, until someone else would try to talk to her.
We try to get together when we can, hopefully we can continue doing this once a year or so. We had a great time catching up and it was really funning seeing our own kids playing together.
There were 5 of us that were able to show up, three couldnt make, 1 because her little boy got chicken pox, another was on vacation and the last tried but stupid American Airlines kept her in Memphis for too too long!!
Here are some pics from us getting together. I should scan a pic of us back then but my hair was scary so I will not be doing that :D
Here are our kids, mine are the books ends, with Collin (Sally's little boy), Adelyn (Tiffany's little girl) and Maxwell (Lisa's little boy) hanging out between Linds and Lyds!
Here we are, back row
Sally and Lisa, front row
Susanne, Me and Tiffany!
I think we aged pretty well!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
These are Lindsay's two unicorns. One came from her daddy for Valentine's Day 2007 the other we found at a Garage sale for $2. Anyway, 1 of the unicorns the one on the right in the picture is gone. Lindsay took him/her (how do you tell on a unicorn) with us out shopping with Grandma M and we just cant find him/her.
I retraced our steps which included an insane Antique Mall (really I didnt see many antiques, if I owned it I would call it Mall of Crap, but Decatur already has a place called "Olga's House of Stuff" so maybe mall of crap wouldnt be different enough from that. Anyway, we searched the antique mall and came up empty handed. I have a gut feeling that he/she is hiding somewhere in that mall or else she/he fell out of the car when we got out of the car at some point. Try explaining to a 4 year old that the unicorn is gone, probably forever and you get a ton of tears and whines. So while she has been informed of the loss I dont mention it because the whine cuts through me like a knife.
So if you are out and about at garage sales, malls of crap or a Walmart with really, really, really old stock feel free to pick up a pink and white unicorn and I will pay you back.
RIP garage sale unicorn