Friday, October 06, 2006

TGIF....for real!!

My Dad sent this to me from his cell phone...this is from our trip to the Seattle Science Center in July. They have a set up that allows you to do the weather, and you appear on the television. My dad was able to catch a really good picture, and as you can clearly see, Sebastian got a big kick out of playing weatherman.

I am just wiped out today. I don't know why, but I had such a hard time getting out of bed this morning, and I actually went to bed at a fairly decent hour last night, too. Maybe that's it. Maybe I got too much sleep!

It could be too, that yesterday got off to a weird start for me. Sebastian's school district has a 2 hour late start on the first Thursday of every month for teacher training. It is a really bizarre feeling to get ready for school 2 hours later than usual when there isn't two feet of snow on the ground. For some reason, the whole day just got kind of flopped around just by that two hour change in our schedule. It's going to take a lot of getting used to. I'm just glad I bothered to look at the calendar.

They didn't send a reminder notice home from school at all, so had I not checked the calendar, I would have been standing there at the bus stop at the usual time like a dumbass, wondering where everyone else was.

Today was a good day...I got to talk to my Grandparents..we just haven't had a chance to get together just yet, and Sebastian hasn't met them, and it's really important to me that he does. They're getting ready to head to Arizona for the winter, apparently their motorhome has been fully repaired and so they're packing and getting ready to hit the road. I learned today that they've turned into Bingo junkies. The thought of my Grandpa playing Bingo...well, I still can't seem to get my brain around it. I just imagine him getting a bingo and standing up to yell "Hoooly Shiiut!!" I hope we get to see them before they leave...the last time I saw my Grandpa was about 11 years ago when my sister and I brought our then boyfriends and our Step-dad out to the farm to hang out and ride the three wheelers. Was really a long time ago.

Then I got to talk to my brother, who lives down in Florida. I haven't seen him in years, so it was kind of cool to get caught up with him.

Then Andrea came by, we went to do some banking together and then hit the grocery store together, where we picked up some groceries, chips and salsa, and Starbucks, and then we came back here and watched our soap (we've been watching Days since, well...birth...so shut up.) and screamed at the stupid characters together, and called the evil characters bad names. :)

We are ready for Halloween here. This is the first year in ...well, ages...that I've actually been jazzed about Halloween. Decorations up more than a week before Halloween has just never happened before, and even Phil was out there stapling spiderwebs to the house. He's already talking and plotting out the Christmas lights.

Sebastian's costume is on it's way here via UPS. Don't get excited, it's nothing you haven't seen before. In fact, it's the SAME EXACT costume he had last year, only the next size up.

When he and I discussed costume ideas, he was real quick to point out that no one here has seen any costume that he has ever worn. Therefore, he's decided to...recycle his costume ideas, and be a vampire. Again.

I know that this was his favorite costume, so I didn't have a problem with him being a vampire. Again. So last week, Phil had Wednesday off, so while Seb was in school, Phil and I hit target and found a really cool vampire costume.

Well, let's just clarify something. Phil and I thought it was cool. Sebastian decided and was quite frank when he informed us that it pretty much sucked ass.

Why? Because he wanted the SAME EXACT costume he had last year with absolutely NO deviation. And would you believe that I found one? lol. Yay for Ebay. So now we're in the process of searching for the "perfect" vampire teeth, because they have to be this specific pair that no store in our area happens to carry, and I've yet to determine if they even exist.

Seb's going to trick-or-treat with Annie's kids this year, so that will be a blast for him, it will be his first time having buddies to haunt neighborhoods with. I think that's why he's so much more excited than he has been before. That, and I think his age has a lot to do with his enthusiasm. He's been outside every night, adjusting the decorations so they look right in the dark, and as he came home from school yesterday, he made sure that every kid from the bus stop saw the spider of doom nestled into it's spiderweb over our door.

Our lovely son has also started a rock collection. It doesn't matter what it is or where it came from, if it's a rock, he snags it. He's spent countless hours digging in the dirt in the back yard in search of them. He's such a lucky kid, because fortunately for him we go through enough coffee in this house to keep him supplied with coffee cans to stash the rocks into. Coffee cans full of rocks are much better than stepping on them in the middle of the night when I go in to check on him.

Monday is Phil and my anniversary. I can't believe it's been 9 years. We were talking about it last night, amazed that all that time has gone by, and we decided that it really makes us feel old.

Tomorrow Annie and I are doing a joint party--she's doing her Party Lite and I'll be bringing my Cookie Lee. It should be a good one, so I'm really looking forward to it. It's the first of several more parties planned so far for the month. It's weird to come back to where I grew up and not really know anyone, but with a lot of help and support from folks, I'm off to a good start.

Well, I'm off, as it seems our garbage disposal has potentially bit the dust, and instead of giving me an entire afternoon to fiddle around with it to try to fix it before Phil got home (and I wasn't going to use Draino!! Well...not very much anyway ><), it started acting up mere moments before he walked in the door, so he's under the sink now on his Friday night. He found out tonight that he's not only on call this weekend, but he already knows that he's going to have to go in for work on both Saturday AND Sunday.

Pooh.


Anyway, he's been in there for a while and I haven't heard any cussing or yelling yet, so I'm just going to go make sure he's still alive under there.

Have a good weekend, ya'll.

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