Only one more day

Until Aaron gets home. PRAISE THE LORD! I really didn't appreciate how much help he is when he is around. Man...I am tired. Ryan usually just has a throw down hissy fit at night when his daddy isn't there for bath and I spend the next hour trying to get him down. I am glad Aaron got some time away though. He deserves it.
Today Grandma is coming to save the day and take Ryan for the day. I am going to get a massage, do some shopping and take a nap...LOL!

Daddy's going on vacation....

Without US! It's okay though. He deserves it. He is going to Vegas with the boys for a "conference". Uh huh. Sure.......... :)

We will have lots of fun times here just me and the kids. Then after he gets back, momma's heading out of town for the weekend in a few weeks. All depends on Bailey though.....

If you remember....Bailey hurt her leg long jumping at track practice. They told us to wait to go to sports med until the swelling went down. Well...it hasn't. So off we went yesterday. Sigh....Torn ACL. Looking at surgery and 6-8 months rehab. YUCK!! She sure is a tropper though. I did tell her perhaps sports isn't her thing....maybe Glee Club??!!

Ryan and I are having a great day at home. I love it when he is in a great mood. He is definatly moving out of the terrible twos and hopefully they will be the tremendous 3's.

Hard to believe in a few months I will 2 in high school. Sheesh..........

So, how do I feel about IT?

That seems to be the question of the day...week, or maybe even this month. We have been very open about our adoption of Ryan, to the point of being interviewed by the local paper after he arrived home. So...it was no surprise when they came calling again after the latest scandal. Too bad I was so sick I couldn't be interviewed.
So...how DO I feel about it?

• This woman knew exactly what she was doing when she put that child on the plane. She was trying to cause an international incident in order to change "the system."
• Was he out of control? Perhaps. She was not equipped to handle him and that is okay. There is no fault in admitting that. But...she was already "shopping" for another baby from another country using another agency, not disclosing she had already adopted this child.
• When something smells fishy......usually it stinks.
• So, you ask, what would happen if Ryan got "out of control" when he was older. We would exhaust every resource and last dollar we had to help him. We are the parents of these 3 children...we don't quit.
• I do have an opinion on one thing...SHE SHOULD HAVE CALLED HER AGENCY FIRST! This woman potentially set adoptions from Russia back to the drawing board for many parents equipped to handle a child that had difficult needs.

So...that is where I stand on this. But the bigger question of the day is:

Why in the world while I am listening to "Lady Gaga Radio" on Pandora, does a Daughtry song come on. Really now.......

Dancing FOOL

I decided I needed a night out with my besties, so off we went to the new Wicked Moose (which is the old Aquarius aka the fish tank). The name of the band playing was "Brat Pack Radio".
UMMMM.....80s heaven I must say! I danced for 4 hours last night. I can barely walk today, but OMG...SO much fun.
We are going to go see them in the cities this spring. If you love 80's music and get a chance to see them....GO!

When it rains......

H O L Y C RA P!
Could this week have gotten anymore brutal? Ahhh...started out with Chandler still feeling like crap, so I took him on on Monday when I got home from work and he was in the exact same spot I left him in that morning. "Have you eaten? No. Have you moved? No..it hurts too much." So we call in for an appointment to the doc. Nope...sorry, straight to ER for you. Whatev.
Wait...really cute eye candy doctor taking care of us. Okay..so I digress. Chandler has pneumonia. Great. Antibiotics it is.
All of a sudden I feel like the cold from you know where is coming on. Oh...and it just so happens to be the night my hired help...errr...husband is out of town visiting a friend. Oy Vey. They the next day, Ryan bites the dust. So...Friday, off to see the doctor (albeit not the hot one in the ER) for us to get diagnosed with pneumonia. Okay then...so antibiotics it is.
BUT WAIT......Friday. Get a call from Bailey. She tore up her knee doing the long jump at track. After 5:30p....nothing open to see her other than the ER. So off we go. And just guess who I get to see again...hotty mchotterson. :) We joked we would have to quit meeting like this. Oh he is so young and cute...sigh.
Bailey is fine. Shew....knee brace it is, but she will live to jump again.
SOOOO.....next day, my mom is over, asks me what I know about a pulmonary embolism. GULP. What??? So I tell her. So, she tells me, "Well, when I called in the nurse thought I should call an ambulance and go in right away...". So instead she goes to church and ends up on my couch asking me about it. OMG. Can you say sign the POA papers now...sheesh. So, it is off to the ER again. Really, he and I have to quit meeting like that....LOL! Again...she is fine. They can't figure out what it is. I think I know, but won't speculate here.
On top of it all, because of being so sick, we missed 2 birthday parties and have just been bums. We also found out a close family friends mom died, so we will be going up to support them.
So yes...it does pour. But we are always looking for the silver lining in the clouds.
So is it bad I am hoping for an ER trip soon???....LOL....kidding...really...I am.

Attack of the Fuzz

Sigh...it all started with a tensy wensy bit of dog hair in the bath tub after Max dog had a bath one night. Ryan saw it and LOST it. Like climbed up Aaron all soapy and naked screaming bloody murder. NO FUZZ he says. We took it out of the tub.
Now this child sees fuzz everywhere.
Tonight he got a cup of juice..."I no drink it...there's fuzz in there."
In the juice? Yep...I assured him there was no fuzz in the juice...changed cups even. Yep...fuzz in the next one.
So considering the child is deathly afraid of anything fuzzy, I am pretty sure Disney is out for a while..................

Hot Hot HOT!

Your dose of cuteness for the week....first things first.....

Blech...it is HOT in our house. Yep, that is a complaint about the weather. Well, perhaps, more about my spouse who says "I don't care if it is 82 outside and in the house...we are NOT turning on the air for 2 hours". Sigh...so yes, it feels wonderful to have this great weather, but I remember why I love air in the summer....LOL!

I sure have gotten lots done this week, but today the other shoe feel. I got the dreaded cold. Oh lucky me. :) Oh well, it will be better soon right?

I have decided to try swimming to get this pesky weight off. I am going to try and go each night after Ryan goes down. Only time I will be able to get there I think.