Anyway, she comes into the room with three dresses: One, is L.’s, that she wore a lot last summer, one is this old halloween costume dress, that’s like, a Barbie cheerleading dress. ((Only not slutty cheerleader…honest.)) The other one, we call her ‘Alice’ dress, because when she wears it, all we can think of is ‘Alice in Wonderland’.

I had been meaning to take her picture, sometime last year, in that dress…and I’m pretty sure I never did. Not because I didn’t want to, but most likely because she just didn’t feel like letting me. I’m not sure why these kids give me such a hard time when it comes to photos…it’s not like they have to do anything but look at me occasionally.

Well, she romped around the house Friday night in that dress, and when we were going to bed, I said to her, “Tomorrow, you’ll let me take some pictures of you in your Alice dress, right? It’ll only take a few minutes.” “Sure I will!!”, was the response I got. As cute and agreeing as she sounded, I knew Saturday, she’d be singing a different tune.

Come Saturday, I was totally not shocked to find I was right. She was sitting on the sofa with G. and L., watching G. play some game on Mike’s computer. Sitting on the *arm* of the sofa, I should say.

Me: “Hey, come upstairs with me!”

Mac: “Why?”

Me: “Cause you said I could take your picture…in your Alice dress, remember?”

Mac: “I don’t want to. I’m watching G.”

Me: “Yeah, but that can’t be too much fun. I mean, you’re only *watching*. C’mon. I found your black shoes…” ((she had been looking for her black shoes the night before…))

Mac: “In a few minutes”.

Me: “This will only *take* a few minutes”.

Mac: *sigh* “Fine. In a few minutes though?”

Me: “Yeah, ok. I have to find something first anyway”.

I was looking for a white ribbon for her hair…I didn’t find one, of course…so, I used black, and still, not a ribbon, but close enough.

So, she came upstairs, and was doing everything she could to stall getting dressed. She wanted to keep her clothes on under the dress, I said fine. We got the dress on, and a second later she started whining. I asked her what was wrong, and she said, “I don’t want to wear the clothes on underneath. They feel funny.” I was like, ‘”ok. You’re the one who wanted to keep them on…we’ll take them off, then.” “Ok.”, she says, “But not the pants. I want to keep them on.” Fine. Ten minutes or so later, she was all set, down to the shoes. Which she was determined to be photographed wearing, even though I told her I wasn’t taking pictures of her feet. ((I did take one, just so she could see it…I think it was all about the shoes for her…))

I basically had just one shot in mind, and I did get it. But, I kept shooting anyway…After a little while, L. came up and asked if she could be in some too. ((She’s the only one who will volunteer for photos…))

I think from start to finish, the whole thing lasted about a half hour or so. That was totally long enough, and I think I got close to 150 pictures. ((edit: initially, that’s what I thought. I checked afterwards…the accurate count is at the bottom of the post.)) Not all 150 will I use, but it’s extra material for those times when I am not in the mood to shoot, but I do want to edit…

These were taken in the girls’ bedroom, around 9:30 in the morning. The day before, it snowed all day, and everything outside was covered in ice. ((picture below, shot out the girls’ window…and the image was darkened)) The light in there was great, and I did use flash a couple of times, but I didn’t really need it. Images below. 21 of them, and that’s not all…It is for now, but I have more I want to go over. ((linked from my facebook, cause it’s easier for me to put in URL’s then to upload and insert one by one…)) And they’re not here in the order that they were shot…

Two versions of this one…Mac liked the color version, and I couldn’t make up my mind, even though I’m partial to b&w.

All in all, I shot roughly 350 pictures. But that’s what I’ve gone through so far.

Until next time

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I wasn’t disappointed by the ending, actually, I expected it. Well, not the suddenness of Wireman’s death…but then, I guess I *did* expect that too. I’m glad he didn’t die on Duma, tho. I knew what Edgars last painting was going to be, too. That was kind of obvious.

I did Google Persephone, because while I know I learned about mythology in school, that was, oh…14+ years ago…and mythology wasn’t anything I was really interested in. I read a wikipedia article, and since the name of the ship ((wow, I totally haven’t had enough coffee yet, cause I totally just typed that as shit…)) was Persephone…then, the connection was made for me…with the way Stephen King describes Duma Key as having vegetation growing like crazy when it really had no business growing there…I mean, not just that…there was a bunch of things that went along with the article.

I’ll def. read it again…

I went upstairs last nite to look through the books to see what I’d read now…I mentioned before that I brought down ‘Misery’, and I’ve picked up a few times since bringing it downstairs, I guess I’m not in the mood to read it. I’m stuck in novel mode, so I didn’t grab like ‘Night Shift’ or ‘Everythings Eventual’ or any of the other ones…I briefly looked at ‘Black House’, and decided no. I bought that book a few years ago, and had a wicked hard time getting through the first few chapters…I then realized it was a sequel to another book…One I hadn’t read. So, I put it away and never touched it. I saw Firestarter and Carrie, but they’re so short, I’d have them done in a night or so. I really wanted ‘Needful Things’, but I don’t have that one anymore. ((My Mum bought that for me when I was like 13 or so, and I read it once, and most likely in one of our moves, I lost it, cause I don’t remember ever seeing it again…))

So instead, I grabbed ‘It’ and ‘Insomnia’. I’ve read ‘It’ a few times, and ‘Insomnia’ once. Maybe twice. I had to do eeny-meeny-miney to decide which one to read first, and even after that, couldn’t make up my mind…So, I asked Kenna which one I should read. She’s seen the movie ‘It’ many times ((we actually watched it yesterday morning)) so that was the one she picked. Then, I made the final choice and went with ‘Insomnia’, cause there were a few parts of that one that reading it, I couldn’t quite form a clear picture of what was going on in my mind.

I have that one in paperback and hardcover…the previous times reading it, I read the hardcover. But, the hardcover is right now, in a room that’s closed up until spring…so I had to grab the paperback. I’d prefer hardcover, cause the pages are brighter…and the light I read by isn’t the brightest. I only got about 100 pages or so in when I started to feel myself falling asleep. I welcomed that, as I didn’t want another night like the two previous…

I was going to do a review on ‘Duma Key’…and I did start one, but then I thought ‘why?’. I read one by another blogger, and it really wasn’t accurate…I figured in order for me to write one that was in-depth and accurate, I’d have to read it again, y’know, to be fair and all…So, it’s in my drafts for now. Maybe one day I’ll get to it.

Something I forgot, and I was excited about it, yet I never even mentioned it here. ((I can be a dumbass like that sometimes)) Back in, August of 2011 ((I believe…I’d have to check my email to be 100% sure, but I don’t feel like it)) I was invited to contribute to a stock photo group. It was a partnership with deviantArt and Fotolia. I agreed, and went through the necessary steps. Unfortunately, some of the images they wanted, I didn’t have on my laptop, but I knew some of them were on my old external hard drive. Cool. But, the power cord for that bitch just up and died on me the summer before. Luckily, my sister has a cord for hers that fits mine. They mailed it to me, so I wouldn’t miss out on this opportunity. I found what I needed, and gave them all the photos that I could. I was told that the photos would be released to Fotolia in early 2012. Naturally, in the time between August and a week or two ago, I forgot all about them. Until I checked my email one day, and saw that the photos got a release date! It was announced that they’d come out on January 17th.

There was an announcement about it here: it’s safe to click…you will leave my site tho. And, when sorted by big thumbnails at 100 per page, my images are found here, more to the bottom of the page: again, you’ll leave my site if you click it…but it’s a safe link. They’re continued to the next page, too It would be really nice if the participating people for this project were given some sort of login link, so we can see how well the collection is doing…I know we’re supposed to get reports and royalty payments through DA…but that means waiting. And everyone knows waiting isn’t one of the things I’m good at.

If you don’t want to click the link, this is a screenshot of the images I gave them.

I didn’t pick the images to give them…Someone went through my DA gallery and picked the ones they thought were most useful. Some of them, I think were based purely on resolution, as my old images were sometimes less than 5MP.

Now, I mentioned yesterday that the weather seemed nice cause it was foggy out…and that was true. I sat with the window open for a while…and the fresh air made me feel like taking pictures…I’ve said before that I don’t do much photo-wise in the winter…and even though it was nice ((well, for January)) I still didn’t pick up the camera. Today tho, I think I *could* do something productive. It’s again, not freezing out, and the sun has made an appearance. Unfortunately, I feel a headache coming on, and I have to be at work in a couple hours, and I won’t be getting home till after 5. Ahh well, maybe this weekend. I’ll have a game to shoot tomorrow and Friday, so at least I’ll have something to edit in the meantime.

I woke up last nite, after dozing for a bit…Mike had shut off the tv ((that *always* wakes me up.)) and was, I don’t know, moving a blanket around or something…He kept trying to cover me up, and I kept kicking the blanket off cause I was hot…and in those two minutes or so, I thought I was going to fully wake up, and then be stuck laying there forever. So, like I usually do, I started a blog in my head…didn’t get too far tho, cause I willed myself to stfu, otherwise I *would* be awake all nite. It couldn’t of been that interesting, though, because now, I have no idea what it was about. I did wake up this morning thinking about Harry Potter…well, not *him* exactly, just that I haven’t watched the movies in a while. I have to make a day of that soon…

It was also time to change my desktop wallpaper…I use the Windows 7 logon background changer, so my logon screen is this:

and my wallpaper is this:

Hammie has just decided to come and sit with me…

He’s almost preventing me from using the mouse, so I guess I’ll take that as my cue to end this…I have a few things to do before work anyway.

So, until, probably Saturday…
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Sunday nite, we had a big dinner, and that always makes me sleepy. I dozed off on the sofa, and woke up sometime later on…the kitchen light was on, and I heard Mike’s computer. I figured it was either really early ((between 3 & 4am)) or really late ((around midnite or so)). I went into the kitchen for some water, and it turned out to be 11pm. :\ I drank two glasses of water, and went to lay back down. I put on ‘Storm of the Century’ ((I have to have the tv on when I go to bed…)) But I knew as I was laying there, that I was gonna be up for a while. And I was. I stayed up for the entire movie…well, almost. I fell asleep during the last ten minutes. Then, I was up at before 6am. I felt like utter shit all day long.

I had to go into work, and I almost didn’t, because I felt so lousy. After work, W. had a basketball game, and maybe it was the atmosphere, but I felt better. Our team won ((pictures later on in the post)) and we got home early. ((It was a boys game only…)) And while I hadn’t eaten all day and I was starving, my stomach felt so lousy that I didn’t want to eat. I did anyway, and almost regretted it. I was tired, and felt flushed…my eyes were burning. ((I used different mascara yesterday tho, which was probably the reason for that.)) I sat on the sofa and read, drinking two glasses of iced Black Tea. ((love that stuff…but I tend to drink too much of it)) G. and W. were playing Black Ops, L. was watching Mike play some computer game, and Mac was sitting next to me playing Mario on one of the DS’s.

When it came time for the kiddos to go to bed, I put my book down cause Mac wanted to play multiplayer ((DS download play)) Mario, and W. wanted in too. So, we played that for about 45 minutes…until we got sick of playing. Mac decided she was going to sleep down here with us instead of in her bed ((ok with me ))

I didn’t want to watch / listen to Storm of the Century again…cause I just had a feeling I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I did feel that way for a little while…which was ok, because Mac wasn’t tired in the least. It was close to 10pm before she nodded off. I read…

I mentioned that I finished ‘Under the Dome’, and picked up ‘Duma Key’. I’m not giving a book review, so don’t worry. The beginning for me dragged a tiny bit. But that went away quick.

I’m pretty close to the end, actually…But, I digress. I read a lot last night…it kept me awake ((whereas usually, it makes me tired…I almost always fall asleep with the book open in front of my face.)) Awake in that not so good way. Also, where the story was going, it sorta made me a bit nervous…I kept hoping sleep would kick in, but it didn’t…then, the story reached a point I had been expecting, sort of, and dreading a little…I closed my eyes for a second, wondering if I could fall asleep, realized it just wasn’t going to happen…Reading about Wireman and Edgar and Jack walking up the stairs to see what was in Little Pink that shouldn’t be there…

…and I was nervous about was was going to be there…but, I flipped the page anyway. This was on the next page, and while I’m sure that was the intention, it scared the crap out of me.

And I pretty much had this entire blog written at that page. Because Stephen King, yet again, had gotten me close to that place where the anxiety is…and when it comes on at night like that, it’s the worst. Because it’s always at night when your thoughts have a way of slipping the boundaries your day-time mindset has created for them. I did read a couple more pages, but then I just put the book on the floor. I laid there for a few minutes, and I don’t think it was much longer than that when I fell asleep.

I slept good. Except for the fact that it seemed like I had one dream that lasted all nite long…In it, the kids schoolbus was outside. I was for some reason, going to take the bus with them…but as usual, I couldn’t find things I needed. My clothes, my makeup…Not that I was going to put makeup on, but I wanted to bring it with me. It was my clothes that were the issue…I kept going through a few different rooms looking for my pants, and I just couldn’t find them… Typical of me in my waking moments too…

I woke up this morning with a sore back, but def. not as tired as I was yesterday. Which is a super huge bonus.

I might be working from home today…which also works for me. My stomach still doesn’t feel awesome, but it might just be hunger, even though I don’t feel hungry at all. I have a sports schedule to update, and pictures from yesterdays game to go over. Then, I should straighten up the house and finish the laundry…and then figure out what I’m making for dinner. I also think I’d like to open a window…it’s foggy out and doesn’t seem cold, and I think I’d like a bit of fresh air.

Last nite, when I was reading while the kids were doing their own things…before Mac was sitting next to me with the DS, she was in the kitchen…sitting on the floor, in her own little world…The picture doesn’t convey the moment just right, but I just happened to look out there and just thought she looked pretty damn cute.

Next to her is her bag of popcorn that she got at the basketball game, and an envelope of stickers that came in the mail…I took about 7 pictures, and she ignored me the whole time, until she finished a level and yelled that she “beat the world!!”.

lol.

Now, some pictures from last nite’s game…We played Indian Township, and while I know I shouldn’t talk bad about people, ‘specially since I know everyone and their mother can read and I live in a small town…But, I’ve also given up on that whole ‘giving-a-shit-about-what-other-people-think’ about me. Really. So, I’m just going to say it anyway: I don’t like the other teams’ coach. Do I know her? Nope. I don’t even know her name. But I don’t like…well, I guess I can’t say I don’t like her, because I *don’t* know her. But I don’t like the way she is on the court. I think she has her kids play dirty and she encourages bad behavior. I’m not kidding, or being unreasonable…I ((and not just me, but everyone else, too…)) watched last nite, as her players outright would grab our kids. Sometimes, pulling them to the floor. Once, one player grabbed one of our boys and pulled him to the ground, fouling him. I looked at her after the whistle blew, and she gave the kid a thumbs-up. The same kid a little while later on got mad and threw the basketball in our boys’ face. Her one tall player tripped W., and he fell, and she stood over there laughing, egging her player on. Not all her players are like that, and I’m not trying to get down on them. It’s *her*. Even L., who never pays attention to the games really, because she gets bored, saw what happened with W. She was all like ‘Hey, Mum? Their coach is laughing at W., because he fell.”

It wasn’t just my kid I was thinking about, either…but of our other kids who got played unfairly by this lady’s verbal actions. I don’t know if we’re playing them again, and I hope we’re not. The games are supposed to be fun, but when the coach has that much aggressiveness ((and some aggression on the court is necessary, I know that))…well, I’d rather not watch her gloat when one of our kids gets knocked down. I’ll just say this tho: she must of had to resort to that kind of shit, cause that was the second time our team kicked her teams’ ass. Our kids don’t play dirty or violent. They practice hard, and they’re good. And we won. Again.

Our kids got new uniforms…so now, W. is #24.

After the first picture of the jump ball, the other images aren’t in any order…For now tho, I’ll end this here. I have to go do real life stuff

Until…next time.
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ps. It also dawned on me last nite, that Duma Keys’ ‘Elizabeth’, also called ‘Libbit’ is uber cute, despite the reason that name was used. I have decided, that now, I need something to name Libbit. Just not sure what yet, as I’m taking in no more kitties…and the kitties I have, are already named. A puppy? I don’t see a puppy in my future. Also, I’ve given up on fish. But I’m keeping ‘Libbit’ in mind.
And now, since I’ve done my work for the day ((unless I’m sent some more)) I might read. I want to finish the book, but then, I don’t know what I’ll read next… *sigh*.

It’s now Sunday, but seriously, when I started this on Friday…Holy crap, longest week ever. Even Friday seemed to drag. Later Friday nite, I was totally in the mood to play some Wii Sports Resort ((bowling…it’s really the only one I play)) and because I rarely ever put games/dvd’s back in their right cases ((or in the goddamn case *at all* )) I couldn’t find it. Usually, about 4 times a year, I will take all the dvd’s off the shelves and put every single disk back in the case it should be in. It usually takes a couple hours…The last time I did it, was before Christmas, and it took two hours. However, for the most part, everything ((almost…no, like, half maybe)) is still in the right cases.

Well, not Wii Sports. Of course.

Saturday morning, I was staring at all the dvd’s and stuff, still thinking about how I couldn’t find the game. Then, because I had nothing else to do, I resigned myself to the fact that if I wanted to see that game again, I’d just have to suck it up and look through every fucking case until I found it. When I can’t find a movie, I try and think of what case I would of put it in…((Cause yeah, I mean, I wouldn’t put it back in it’s *own* case, that’s too logical.)) I do at least try and keep some order to it: I’ll put the disk with a movie that’s slightly related…For example, I’d put ‘Rose Red’ in ‘Maximum Overdrive’s case. Why? Both Stephen King movies, so when I can’t find Rose Red, I’d think to check another Stephen King case. Make sense? It does to me, and that process is actually more involved than if I were to put things away where they should go. I only do that with dvd’s though.

‘Aliens in the Attic’. That’s the case it was in. Now, I mentioned my system for a reason. And while I was looking at ‘Aliens in the Attic’, my first thought was “Now, why would I put that in there? That makes no sense.” But then I was just happy I found it, so I didn’t much give a shit about the case.

Mike was in the shower, but I knew he’d give a shit about the fact that I found the game. So, because I’m impatient and wouldn’t want him to be deprived of at least one person coming in the bathroom and letting all the hot steam out and the cold air in, I had to go in and tell him. But I didn’t go in quick and shut the door…I stood in the doorway with the door open.

“Oh! Hey! I found the game!”
Mike: “Yay. Shut the door.”
Me: “What?”
Mike: “Goody. What case was it in?”
Me: “Aliens in the Fucking Attic. Not sure why I’d do that.”
Mike: mumbling some shit I couldn’t hear
Me: “What was that?”
Mike: “Oh! That’s where I put it! I didn’t want to tell you cause I knew that I put it in some case, but I couldn’t remember which one. Thanks for reminding me.”
Me: “Yep.”

Yeah, so I found it…and then I didn’t want to play anymore. So instead, I got my computer and played around with the webcam for a few minutes while I was waiting for my Mum to get online. She finally got a new laptop with a built in cam, and we haven’t cammed in a while…

The brightness is all fucked…but this is how Hammie likes to sit with me.

Friday, we got a bunch of snow…It was that really fluffy kind that just flies everywhere. One of the plows went by the house ((I actually had my camera in my hand cause I was doing something else…)) and that snow just fucking *flew*. That sounds really stupid, but it was cool…Cause for a few seconds, you couldn’t see anything but white.

So after the plow went by, I walked around the house for a minute or so and took a few shots of the cats

lol. That little guy…I didn’t want my camera noises to scare him, cause I was afraid that he’d fall off the counter…

Mrs. Lovett…

Guardian of the tomatoes.

Hamster Pants napping…

Chewy, hanging out by the woodstove

I think I’ll be camming with my Mum again later…When we talked yesterday, my Dad wasn’t home. Course, two of the kiddos are outside right now, and W. is in the process of helping Mike bring wood in the house…So, I’ll wait a little bit till everyone is in the house

For now, I don’t think I have anymore shit to talk about…well, that’s a lie, I always have a shit ton of stuff to say. It’s just never interesting.

So, until…I dunno…
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Without getting all explanatory and shit, there were houses *all* around us when we lived there…and our yard was always full of kids. In the nice weather when school was still in session, kids would come over after school and stay till dinnertime…In the summer, kids were there all day, and since we’re type to cook on the grill every nite in the summer, lots of times, kids stayed for dinner too. It was just normal to me…If I said that I never wanted just a quiet day, with my own kiddos, I’d be lying. There were plenty of times I didn’t want a yard full of kids that weren’t my own. However, I don’t like being the big meanie, and I don’t like to see sad kids. On the occasion I’d say ‘not right now’, my kids would sit at the edge of our yard, and so would the kids that lived around us…((Our yard bordered some of the other kids’ houses and/or yards)) I’d see that and be all ‘awww….fine, they can come over.’ ((I’m also horrible at saying ‘no’ to kids…unless of course, it’s something dangerous or something like that…))

So, then we move up here…The kids have friends, but my house hasn’t ever been like it was back in Dudley. ((And now, I actually have room for all these kids! In Dudley, we lived in an apartment, and it was *small*. )) W. has had some of his friends stay overnite a few times since we’ve been here…But then, I brought Chewy home when Mac and I were in Mass at my Mum’s house for like a month or so…that was last February. Chews is great with my kids, but he’s not fond of other people. He bites. Which has made me really hesitant about having people over.

However, Chews has been here for 8 months now…everyone knows he bites ((he’s never bitten a kid…be it mine or anyone elses…)) He’s settled in with the cats and no longer lives on the sofa for fear of getting his ass kicked. ((That took him 6 months to get over)) He sleeps with the cats and will play with them too. We discovered, that it’s men that he doesn’t like. It’s men, that he will try to bite. He will bark at women, but that’s all. Same with kids…He’ll bark for a minute or so, and then he’s over it.

This past weekend, W. had planned to have three of his friends stay over…I was a bit nervous, because I didn’t want Chews to freak and Mr. Big Meanie Dog. Well, I was wrong! o_O He barked a bit, but other than that, he was just like ‘whatever’. So it was the W. and the three boys Friday nite…along with Mac, of course. L. and G. went out to Brookton, and stayed overnite there at their friends house. ((There’s two sisters, one is in L.’s class, the other is in G.’s class…))

Saturday, two of W.’s friends headed home in the morning ((they’re brothers)) and one ((I’ll call him J.)) stayed. Around 2 or so, the girls came home with their friends B. and T. and the girls’ parents. The girls were going to stay overnite at our house, and J. was going to stay another nite as well…We invited B. & T.’s parents to stay for dinner…

And I was temporarily back on George St., with a house full of people…busy, not getting a chance to sit down…and it was GREAT!! B. & T.’s parents stayed till 7:30p, and after that, I played yahtzee with the girls while the boys played Call of Duty…no, they played NBA2K. I told them they were done playing at 8:30, cause the girls ((‘specially the younger ones…you know that Mac is 4, and T. is 6. )) wanted to watch a movie. Everyone found a comfy place to sit…W. in the green chair, J., T., and Mac on the futon, B. on one end of the sofa ((which is a sectional, so there’s plenty of room)) and L. on the other end…G., well, she chose a spot on the rug, and promptly fell asleep. Mac followed suit, and T. just after that…and then B. lol. It was like, one minute, everyone was awake, and the next, the just fell asleep one at a time…

We were watching ‘Daddy Day Care’, and when it was over, W. asked if they could play some more PS3…and while I honestly didn’t care if they played ((they had been up playing till 1am the night before…but Mike and I slept upstairs, and let the boys have the downstairs…)) I was soooooo exhausted. I was keeping the girls downstairs, and told W. and J. that they’d have W.’s room that nite. ((Again, no shortage of sleeping spaces…W. has a full size bed, and a twin size in his room as well…)) I was going to sleep down here with the girls, in case anyone woke up scared or anything like that…

I put on ‘Storm of the Century’ and grabbed my book…((I was reading ‘Under the Dome’ again…which I’ll talk about in a minute…)) I think I read two pages, and I was out. I ended up waking up a whole bunch of times, but the girls basically slept straight through. No one woke up scared or anything, and from what I was told, that was the first time T. had stayed over at anyones house

W. and J. were here till around, noon maybe? Then, they went up to J.’s house. B. & T.’s parents were here around 3, and they were going to bring my girls back to their house with them for a while to play and stuff…When everyone left, Mike told me that the girls were staying the nite there…Apparently, B.’s Mum said that while they were here, but I didn’t hear it…I was like ‘oh…ok.’ A little while after that, W. called and asked if he could stay the nite at J.’s house…

And that left me…with only 1 kid. :\ Ok, I know, during the day, when the kids are in school, it’s only Mac here…but I’ve never had all the kids at someone else’s house, and only Mac overnite. It felt *weird*. And wrong almost.

I didn’t bother with a big dinner…we just had grinders. Then, we watched a movie (( “Overboard’ )) and Mac was out. I put on ‘Storm of the Century’ again, and read some more.

Yesterday morning was just as weird…no rushing around or anything…I finished my book, and then, about an hour later, the girls came home B. & T. stayed for a few hours with their Mum, and W. went to a voluntary basketball practice, so I didn’t see him till quarter of 4 or so…The rest of the day was spent like a typical Sunday, even though it was Monday.

It may not sound like it was a big deal ((I also didn’t recap entire days…too much to type)) but it was to me…It’s been so long since I’ve had a house full of people like that…

Soooooo…other than that

I’ll start with ‘Under the Dome’. I bought that when it came out, in 2009. I read it immediately, almost non-stop till I finished it. ((Three days maybe?)) I had a hard time reading it. At that time, I was just beginning to get over anxiety problems that had started 4 years previous, and that book didn’t help one bit. I had a full blown panic attack over it one day…I finished the book anyway, and put it away. Now, almost two years later, with my anxiety well under control and barely bothersome…

I went upstairs a little over a month ago, to look through the the bookshelves…I’d basically been reading Harry Potter every single nite since moving up here, and told myself to cut the shit ((as much as I love those books)) and pick something different. I came back downstairs with an armful of books. ‘Misery’ ((which I’ve read many times)), ‘Lisey’s Story’ ((which I only read once, back in the summer of 2007)) ‘Duma Key’ ((which I only read about 100 pages of, back in 2008, while on a flight back from California. I absorbed none of the book, and just put it away.)) and ‘Under the Dome’. All hardcovers.

I grabbed ‘Misery’ first, and read about 100 pages before I realized the book I really wanted to read again was ‘Under the Dome’. While it scared me the first time ((and not so much the story, but the character of Junior Rennie…he scared me)) I’d read it so fast, there were a few things I couldn’t remember…also, after I’d read the end, i was a tiny bit confused…well, in the sense that, I thought the ones causing the Dome were ants, and I knew that wasn’t right. Stephen King books do that to me sometimes. I’ll read one, and occasionally after finishing it, I’ll go ‘I don’t get it’. I don’t know if I’m retarded or if I just read too fast. I’m more inclined to believe the latter. I’ll re-read it, and go, ‘oh, I see.’

So, I grabbed ‘Under the Dome’ and remembered why I couldn’t put the book down the first time I’d read it: I was hooked at ‘The Airplane and the Woodchuck’. I finished it this time, with no questions. No anxiety. When I read the last line, I had a huge urge to turn right back to the first page. I didn’t.

Instead, I grabbed ‘Duma Key’. I only got in 89 pages yesterday…and I had to read inside the jacket cover…I couldn’t even remember what that book was about.

I like long books…if it’s at *least* 1000 pages, I’m a happy girl. Before I started on ‘Duma Key’, I had ‘Under the Dome’ in my hand…as I was putting it back to take ‘Duma Key’ out, I was like ‘hey…’.

‘Under the Dome’ is 1072 pages. It’s one heavy book. ‘Duma Key’ is the same thickness…both books side by side look the same, but ‘Duma Key’ is only 609 pages. And not the least bit heavy. I prefer the paper of ‘Under the Dome’s pages. It’s smooth and thinner…The pages of ‘Duma Key’ is that thicker paper. The paper thickness makes it look like the book is the same length as Under the Dome.

I have to go to work today, but, if I didn’t have to, I would spend the day reading. I think I’ll take it to work with me tho…I’ll be at the school till 5pm today, because of practices.

For now, I have to get to work on some new logos/flyers for some friends of ours. ((They have a construction business, and want some new flyers made up…They gave me a copy of the flyer they are currently using…they had them printed up & designed by a local graphics company. I was looking at it yesterday, and something didn’t seem right about it…Again today, I looked at it, and I was like *that’s* what’s wrong with it! It says ‘to’ but it should say ‘too’. :\ *sigh* And they paid for those flyers, too.

So, I’m going to work on those now…and I probably won’t blog again until Friday or so…I shot some new self portraits last week, for the first time since September. ((I just wanted to update my FB picture)) I’ve worked on some, and I guess they’re not too bad, so maybe I’ll put a couple in then…The only one that’s online right now, is the one I am using as my FB profile picture…It’s also here, at the end of the posts page…at least, I think I put it up.

So…until then
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Well, we were taking a Disney quiz, and in the sidebar, there was a link to a ‘Big Comfy Couch’ video. I had completely forgot about that show, but then I was all like ‘omfg! W. used to *loooooove* that show when he was younger!’ And that’s the truth. I had to buy it for him on VHS so he could watch it when it wasn’t on tv. ((Cause you guys probably remember that not too long ago kids’ tv shows were only on at a certain time of the day. I mean, now, there’s channels that play kids tv shows 24-7…Something that, when Mac and I were at my parents house last February, kept Mac up till 11:00pm sometimes. :\ Thanks to whoever thought *that* was a good idea? ))

So, instead of W. getting all ‘hells no. I never watched that’, he was like ‘omg! Yeah! I remember that show!’

Well, I can’t really recall the girls ever watching it, but Monday, the girls hopped on the PS3, and went to youtube…It’s been nothing but ‘Big Comfy Couch’ since then. I mean, yesterday alone, when me, Mike and Mac got home from grocery shopping ((early! we were home by 11:30 rather than 2pm…which is our usual time)) Mac asked if she could use my computer…she watched more ‘Big Comfy Couch’…then, the kids came home at 2:30…and all the girls watched it till I called them out to dinner…at like 5pm! Now, it’s 8:53am, and Mac is watching it again. Since she can’t read yet, I have to type the search in for her, but once you’re on youtube, just give her the controller, and she can take care of the rest all by herself.

Thank god I don’t mind the show too much…There were so many shows that W. used to watch when he was younger, most of which my girls have never seen…but I think the one that he watched that I just could *not* stomach, was one called ‘The Noddy Shop’. At the time, I was working full time, so I didn’t have to watch it much…Since I lived with my parents then, he’d watch it with my Mum. She didn’t mind that show. o_O I’m not going to tell the girls about *that* show. I value the sanity I have.

W. has basketball practice today, and afterwards, G. has a game. Mike and I are both wondering if the game will be postponed, because we’re supposed to get snow starting this afternoon, amounting to 8-10 inches. We’ll see. It’s back to work for me today, too At least, I assume I’m going in: I haven’t been told otherwise.

I also had a thought this morning…actually, it was more of a ‘hey! I should try that, just for the hell of it’. I remembered that I have a spare laptop battery…but I’m not sure how good it is. I mean, it can only be as lousy as the one I’ve been using. ((When my laptop comes on, I get a black screen w/blue text saying that my battery is shit and should be replaced…blah blah blah. If my computer isn’t plugged in, I get about…oh, a minute and a half before my computer will just shut off. No warning, no nothing.)) Well, I switched to the other one this morning, and I had to restart cause of some Windows updates, and when my computer came on, I didn’t get that ‘you have a shit battery’ screen. So I’m charging it now ((and while it *is* charging, occasionally, it will say ‘plugged in, not charging’. I just want to know if I can get it to fully charge ((unless this is the battery I tried over the summer that always gets to like 86% charged and then won’t charge beyond that…which is entirely possible.)) and see how long that charge lasts.

My domain, www.jessicarhoades.net, is due to expire on the 22nd. Not sure if I’ll get that taken care of before expiration…sucks, but I can’t do anything about it. I was trying to see if after it expires, I can renew it with my current provider people, but their knowledge base is like, not working. No matter what I click on, I get this really unhelpful ‘Page Not Found’. wth is that? Ugh. Well, it’s not a wicked priority to me right now.

Last nite, just after we’d finished dinner, the phone rang. I figured it was either one of W.’s friends wanting to see if he could play Black Ops online, or it was my Mum.

It was my Mum. Her voice sounded *off*, and she started off with ‘hi…’ which is normal, but it didn’t seem right…Then she said ‘I called cause Kim is sad…Stimpy is dying’. o_O what?? Unexpectedly and out of the blue…((Stimpy was one of my kittens like 4 or so years ago when we lived over on George St.)) We were only on the phone for a few minutes, and then she said bye… Afterwards, the kids were doing dishes and I was folding some laundry when W. asked if when they were done with the dishes if we could play Monopoly. I said sure, cause it’s been a little while since we’ve played. We had been playing for about 20 minutes or so when the phone rang again. I knew it was my Mum, and I was hoping she was going to say ‘nevermind. She’s fine, I don’t know what that was all about…’ but that wasn’t the case. ‘She’s gone’, my Mum said.

RIP, Stimpy.

I know how she feels. I 100% know. Summer of 2010, I lost Fiona. ((and Marlin, too…)) Fiona was my baby, just under a month away from turning 5. Then, this past summer ((August 2011)) when we got back from MA, a week after we got back…My Mimzy went out and I never saw her again. ((She was just shy of turning 5 as well…)) She’s was Fiona’s daughter, from Fiona’s first litter ever… After losing them, I’ve really not gotten attached the same way to my other cats…I mean, Spaceball is still here and she’s still one of my loves, and since Hammie came into the house in September, that little guy has stolen my heart. I sometimes think he’s channeling Fiona & Mimzy, the way he acts sometimes. I love him for it, and miss my two girls so bad. Fiona, and her big green eyes, always wanting to be where you were and that way she always knew when you had a can of whipped cream…And after she was spayed, she gained all that weight, and even as big as she was, she would still climb up your leg to get that whipped cream…Or when she was younger, she would sit in the palm of my hands and I’d lift her up over my head, so she could reach the rubber worms the kids would fling at the ceiling for her to grab…Or Mimzy, and the way she’d just stare at me and I’d put my face close to hers and she’d put her head down so I could kiss the top of her head…and she’d do that over, and over and over…she didn’t drink water out of a bowl either. She would only drink it straight from the tap, and damn it, she’d let you know when she wanted it. She’d follow me, or just give me this certain look, and I’d say to her ‘Do you want water?’ or ‘Are you thirsty?’ and she’d meow at me and jump up on the sink… *sigh*

Mimzy is the black one ((Spaceball is the gray & white))

And the one and only Fiona

Now I forgot what else I was going to say…It might of been about coffee, but I’m not sure. Oh well, I’m gonna go make some anyway. I remembered yesterday to pick up some Hazelnut…Yes, that was something I’m sure everyone was wondering :\

I’ll end on that note…I wanna straighten up the house a bit before work, ‘specially if they do have their basketball game tonite, because then, I won’t be home till ’round 7pm, and I’ll have to make dinner, and I won’t want to be cleaning the house then…

So, until next time…
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Last year, W. went to Eastport with his friend Jalen and his family…He said it was really pretty there. He wasn’t lying. I didn’t get too many pictures on the drive, but I did get a few.

Granted, I didn’t get to see Main St. ((at least, I don’t think I did…)) but we hope to go back either this Spring or Summer…or both. I’d like to go over in the fall too

Soooo…G.’s basketball tournament W. has had two of them since we’ve been up here…one of them, I was in MA at the time, and the other, I didn’t go…and I don’t remember why. So, because of that, W. was pissed that he had to with us to G.’s, cause he said ‘Well, you didn’t come to mine’. Yes, he’s right. But, we were going as a family, and last I checked, he’s part of this family. We told him, that for once, he can come with us. ((Usually, he’s at a friends’ house…)) Mike told him ‘You know, you have no problem going with your friends when they go out to places…’, and W. responded with ‘Well, where we go is always boring.’ ‘We’ as in us, and not W.’s friends. :\ I get his attitude tho. I was 13 once too, and I would of gone with my friends before going somewhere with my parents like 80% of the time. Still, he needs to understand that we want him around, reguardless of if he wants to be there or not. And besides, when all is said and done, he always has a good time with us…Yesterday was kinda tough for him: He LOVES basketball, and he couldn’t play…all he wanted to do was get out on that court. lol.

That’s G. there…the little one with her arms out Her number is 4, but I’m not sure you can tell. ((The kids all got new uniforms…which they love!!))

I’m not sure how many teams there were in all, but the gist of it was like, two teams play…((durrrrr)) and once one team lost 2 games, they were done. Our team played two games…and lost them both It was pretty sad, because we have a really good team. The difference between our team and the other teams? Our school has 33 students in total, from grades K-8. Our girls team has 7 players, and our boys team has 7 players. That leaves us with 2 subs. All the other teams have at least 15 players. We have one 8th grade girl for the girls team. We also have one 8th grade boy for the boys team. ((That would be W.)) Other teams have 5+ 8th graders. The other teams players are also bigger than our girls. Of course, that doesn’t always mean too much…((There’s a boy on a rival team who’s like 2x taller than W., but he’s a lousy player, and hardly ever scores. He’s just intimidating because of his height.)) In the case of our girls team…when you put G. ((Who’s only just over 4ft. tall…The top of her head comes almost to the top of my shoulder now…and uh, I’m only like 4’11. Or 5’0-5’1 depending on my shoes.)) up against an 8th grader who is at least 5 & 1/2 feet tall, and three times as wide as G…she doesn’t really stand a chance…unless of course, she goes under their legs. Which would be one awesome-ass maneuver! Our girls didn’t play like they usually do…they didn’t play bad, but I think they might of been a bit nervous ((G. was)) and got disheartened pretty quick since they weren’t doing so good. Totally understandable. When their second game game around, they were more like their usual selves. In the previous game, one of our players got hurt, and it didn’t seem like she was going to play the next game. But, she got her elbow wrapped, and played anyway. One of the refs was making some pretty unfair calls on our team…When the opposing team was at the end of the court where their basket was, they were under that hoop for close to 15 seconds sometimes…Nothing was called on them. However, when *our* team was at their end and under the hoop, that ref had no problem calling ’5 seconds’. More than a few times. I’m not a ref, and you couldn’t get me to ref if you paid me…I don’t know all the calls, or all the rules, but I do know some…and I can’t stand when refs are so unfair to our team. Our girls don’t play dirty or super aggressive…I never thought I’d be a parent on the sidelines getting pissed over a game, but sometimes I do. Not super loud mind you…Mike is the only one who ever hears me…

G. had fun, and we’re proud of her for going out and doing that ((If anyone remembers, it was just last year that she wouldn’t even stand on the stage for concerts because she had stage fright. If she did get up there, she’d be getting off of it in less than a minute in tears. So her playing is a huge step for her, and her self confidence has risen soooo much!!

I have about 8 pictures that I’ve resized so far for our school website…and I’ll go back through them again later on to hopefully get at least 10 more…When I get those up, I’ll post a link from here. Until then, I’m going to find a movie to watch…I think some Stephen King is in order ((Movie nite last nite was ‘Beetlejuice’ & ‘Monster House’. When the kids went to bed, I watched ‘Storm of the Century’.))

Gotta think about dinner…and get me some lunch, cause I just realized I’m sorta hungry.

Until probs. not until this weekend…
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Clearly, Mac thinks I’m full of shit too.

Notice the bangs? That was how we started 2012. See, when G. was a baby, I trimmed her bangs to keep them out of her eyes. ((She didn’t like to have her hair pulled back or anything)) Then, when she was about…4 or so, her hair was down to just above her butt…She was one of those kids who hated to have her hair brushed, and it was constantly getting all snarly…Well, after it took me almost an hour to brush her hair one day, I decided to cut it. Not because I wanted to, but I wanted it to be easier on her. I was so sad when it was done…She did look super adorable. ((I cut it to just below her ears)) I swore I’d never cut it again. The same thing happened with L. Her hair got to the same length, and we had the same problems. ((Only, she whined less when it was time to get her hair brushed…it still got just as snarly. And it didn’t get that way from not having it brushed…She’d wake up in the morning with it like that. I was forever like ‘gee, kid, what do you do in your sleep??’. That was back in 2008. At the time, G.’s hair had grown in some and was at the middle of her back. Mine was at my waist…and I cut it. 20 or more inches. ((I had an undershave tho…so it wasn’t like a huge deal to me…I wanted it all to grow in at the same time)) and I cut L.’s as well, almost duplicate to mine. I swore, as cute as L. looked, that I’d never cut anyone’s hair again. Be it theirs or mine. So, Mac never even got a trim. She turned out to not mind having her hair brushed…or put up in little pigtails.

That was almost 4 years ago. The only person who’s had a haircut since then, is W. ((His got down to below his shoulder blades…and he got sick of taking care of it, but didn’t want it cut. I finally caved and did it anyway at the beginning of last year…and he loves it.)) G.’s is now close to butt length, and L.’s is mid back. ((Hers takes the longest to grow…)) Mine is about 5 inches from waist length again, and Mac’s is at her butt.

Sunday, after the kids showers, I was brushing and blow drying the girls hair, and I thought about how Mac would look with bangs. It was kinda but not really spur of the moment. ((I had been thinking about bangs for either her or me…)) I think I’m past the age for them, and I hate when my hair touches my face, so I decided no for me…I took just a tiny bit of hair and snipped it. And she hated it.

I told her ((and so did the other kids and Mike too…)) just how adorable she looked. All she kept doing was trying to push her new bangs off to the side the way she usually does with her hair. ((She usually tucks it behind her ear…)) The rest of the night, she spent asking how many days till they grew back to be long again. I told her not long. ((Not a lie. Her hair grows fast.)) And the next morning, she said she kind of liked it. She only asked once that day how long it would be till they grew back. She didn’t even ask yesterday.

Yeah, I know, she looks miserable there…but that’s just the look I get sometimes when I say ‘Hey, look at me for a sec’. It’s her ‘bitch, leave me alone’ face.

L. is in the process of growing out her bangs, which is something she’s wanted to do for a while now…it’s taken so long because she gets aggravated when they get to that annoying in-your-eyes stage, and she has me cut them. She fought through that phase this time, and now they’re long enough for her to tuck them behind her ear. She’s much happier G. on the other hand :\ … She off and on wants bangs again ((Hers don’t even count as bangs anymore, since they’re down to her shoulders…)) but I tell her no way. She’s also been asking if she can get her hair cut short. Um, no. I told her when she’s 18, she can do whatever she wants with her hair. Until then, I’ll trim it for her, and that’s it.

Now, for a few pictures…I didn’t go into work on Monday…I did a few things from home, but after that, I spent the entire day cleaning this house. You know, post-Christmas stuff and all that…before I started tho, Mac was at the table, playing with play-doh, and I felt in the mood for a few pictures…These aren’t artsy, just spontaneous snaps

Then, the day I took our Christmas tree down, I rearranged the living room, and took a few shots to show my Mum…this was one of them…one half of my living room…

I’ve put an area rug in here since then, but otherwise, it’s the same.

I’m due at work in a couple hours, and I’m pretty sure I’ll be going in tomorrow as well…I won’t go in on Friday, tho. I think W.’s friends are staying the night, and I’ll be making a big dinner, which will require me to be home. Also, I need to get into the girls room and clean out their bureaus. I’m hoping W.’s friends get to stay; G. is going to be in a basketball tournament on Saturday, and we may have to leave here as early at 6:30-7am. o_O Which means I’ll have to send the boys home early, and I don’t like to have to do that. I like to let them spend as much of the next day as they want…So, we’ll see what happens. I suppose I’ll know for sure by tomorrow.

So, until…whenever
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I’m usually late when it comes to watching tv shows…Actually, it’s more like, I hate 99% of what’s on. I used to watch the X-Files…it had been on for a couple years already when I got into it. And I watched it faithfully until almost the end…I would tape every single episode ((and I still have them up in the attic)). The only season I didn’t watch all of was the last season…I was not thrilled that Dogget and Reyes ((I probably totally misspelled that)) were made the main characters…It just didn’t sit well with me at all. After that, I really didn’t have a show that I followed. Yes, there were shows I’d watch…like ‘How Clean is Your House’ and ‘Ghost Hunters’ But like, serious shows, nope. Until ‘House M.D.’. I had heard about it, and was hooked from the pilot episode. I rented the DVD’s from Blockbuster, and got all caught up on the seasons so I could watch what was then on tv. I’ve got all the seasons on DVD now, however, when season 7 ended, and I learned that Cuddy wouldn’t be on it anymore…Let’s just say that so far in season 8, as much as I fucking adore Hugh Laurie, I only watched the first three episodes. And I watched them online, weeks after they’d been on. I didn’t like it one bit. I only watched them cause I had the day off from work and had nothing else to do. Needless to say, I had absolutely no desire to find out what happened after that last episode I watched. I haven’t found a tv show to watch since then.

Actually, that’s kind of a lie. I started watching ‘Weeds’ a while back…and I got through season 1, and really, really liked it. I will get onto the second season eventually…And there’s ‘True Blood’. I absolutely love that one I have every season, and have watched straight thru a few times…

So, I heard about ‘American Horror Story’ a while ago. I read that lots of people really liked it, but some things I read, people were saying it sucked. The day before yesterday, we weren’t doing much, and I thought of it again, so I decided to watch the pilot episode, to see if it was anything I’d be interested in.

When I say I was hooked after 5 seconds, that’s totally not a lie at all. That day, Mike and I watched the first 5 episodes straight through. Later on that night, after the kids went to bed, we watched to episode 9. Last nite, we finished episodes 9-12. Now, I’m starting from episode 1 all over again.

I think Moira is my favorite character. Young Moira is totally hot, and old Moira is just adorable making it impossible to not like her.

I’m not naïve to the ways of men. Their need to objectify, conquer. They see what they want to see. Women, however, see into the soul of a person.

Constance, while being a total douche bag, is also awesome. Without going over the whole entire cast, lets just say I like everyone ((I also learned, while I only remember seeing him in ‘The Messengers’ that Dylan McDermott is damn hot.)), almost…The one character I just can NOT stand, is Hayden.

Before I got through the first season, I looked on wikipedia and read a bit about the second season…well, by a *bit* I mean like all two sentences. Initially, I was like o_O…but now that I’ve seen the first season, I think that sounds pretty ok. I just hope I like the new cast as much as I like this one.

In non TV related stuff…Christmas vacation is almost over boo. Granted, I love basketball season, but it is nice to have our days and nights more relaxed. No rushing around and stuff…

Friggin weather tho! It’s been goddamn cold out! Which makes it take longer to warm up the house when we light the woodstove in the morning…Not yesterday, but…the day before, maybe, it rained. Like, absolutely poured *all day long*. We had had snow on the ground, and now it’s totally gone. Which is ok, I guess. Of course, I think it looks totally prettier out there when there’s snow. Now since it’s about 19 degrees out, I have beef stew going in the slow cooker It makes the house smell totally lovely, and the kids get all ‘oooh, can we eat now??’ lol.

Pictures! I reinstalled photoshop the other day, so everythings all good. Pretty helpful, too, since I was in the mood to go over some old shots I put them up on facebook, which means, yes, I’ll hotlink them. Yes, because I’m lazy.

Awww, my girls Shot just this past summer

This one was when we were still in Mass. Mac, at just over a year old

Mac, in 2010.

L. and her amazing grin From winter of 2010.

Mac, again in 2010. Her face is so amazing, but that old horrid yellow floor is forever distracting me :\

W., in November of 2008. I love his hair short, but I sometimes miss it long

Mac and Daddy, December 24, 2011.

The inside of our truck window, December 24, 2011. We took the kids sledding, just like we did the previous Christmas Eve. It was absolutely freezing out! The kind of cold where it was sunny, but sooo windy. And the wind was so cold, that when it hit you, it took your breath away. I stayed in the truck with W., and we only stayed for about a half hour.

I took our tree down two days after Christmas because I wanted to get the parlor back into order…and of course, because the living room was all clean and super nice looking, everyone wanted to hang out in there Shot Dec. 27, 2011.

I could probably get some good shots today…it’s bright and sunny out, so the living room is nicely lit. Actually, I think I will do that…G. is playing ‘Black Ops’, and L. is watching…Mac is giving her Barbie a haircut, even tho I asked her not to.

So…until…who knows.
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Usually, I’ll at least do a Facebook ‘Merry Christmas’ followed by some annoyingly cute .gif that’s usually a cat or something being a spaz…But not this time. I was online *once* on Christmas Eve, for about 2 minutes ((srsly. 2 minutes.)) and then I shut off my wi-fi and we watched Christmas movies…Christmas Day was much the same, tho my wi-fi was off all day…We did watch ‘National Lampoons Christmas Vacation’. Well, sort of: It was *on* but we mostly listened to it cause we were in the kitchen. Then, I put on ‘Elf’, but no one watched it, and it was shut off about a half hour later cause W. found that he got ‘Black Ops’ for Christmas…

…and so the house was filled with the sound of gunshots for the rest of the day. It was great

After the kids initial ‘omg’ over their presents, the made sure that they played with almost everything they got, at least 4 times each…Cause, everyone knows that on Christmas you can almost never make up your mind as far as what you want to play with first, so you use something for 5 minutes, and then pick something else…((at least, that’s how it always was for me, and my kids are the same way…)) and of course, the house is like, a complete mess for most of the day, cause no matter how many times we put stuff away, it manages to get taken out again.

I started a game of Monopoly that G., L. and Mac decided to join in on…After a bit, Mac decided she didn’t want to play anymore…and soon after, L. left us too…So, it was just me and G. We played for about 2 hours, and we had all the property bought, and then G. was tired of playing…so, she left me too, and went out to play ‘Black Ops’ with W. Mike took G.’s turn, and that’s when the game got mean :\ That game lasted about 5 hours, with me winning beautifully…for a little while. Then, Mike came back from the poor house, and kicked my ass, at which point I had to stop and get dinner going ((at 5pm!)) and W. took my spot…as I was leaving the table, I landed yet again on Mike’s property ((G. had bought almost half the board)) and owed him $1200…for like the 4th time in a row or some shit like that)) That one left all my property save for 3 mortgaged, and those three had only just previously lost all their hotels to pay him rent. So, he was the winner on that one.

Then we had dinner…and W. and G. were again off playing Black Ops…I just hung out in the kitchen with Mike while L. and Mac flittered in every now and then…We played a bunch of games of Yahtzee…And the next time we looked at the clock, it was twenty minutes to ten! It was so weird, cause while I was at the table, I felt fine…and as soon as I knew what time it was, I was like ‘oh, I can go to bed now.’ It was like instant tired. Which was ok, because Mac had fallen asleep, and the other kids were starting to get bitchy-tired…They were totally ready for bed, but they weren’t going to go voluntarily. Well, not completely voluntarily. After I tucked them in, I opted for the sofa, cause I wanted to watch tv. I think I was up for another 45 minutes ((well, that’s how long the dvd player said that ‘Waxwork’ had been on for when I looked)) before falling asleep…

Then, I was up this morning at…some fucking time before 5:30, and I do know that for sure cause my coffee is set to go off at 5:30, and it wasn’t going yet. Before I knew it, it was twenty to 8am, and the coffee had *just* shut off. wtf dude. :\

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Then, yesterday…((holy damn, I started this blog 2 days ago, as it’s now Tuesday.)) W. went to a friends house for a bit…Well, without going thru the whole entire day, I’ll sum it up by saying it was a day filled with playing Monopoly, Yahtzee and play-doh…and painting pictures It was a fun, relaxed day, which was nice. I will again say, as I’ve said many times before, that I love school vacations, because my favorite times are when we’re all together

I have some pictures to get into here…but, photoshop has given up on me, so I’m in the process of reinstalling. Of course, that decides to happen when I feel a bit creative, too :\ So, in the meantime, I’m getting inspired by blogs, and building on ideas I already had.

Until next time, with pictures
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