Short, not so sweet.

Life has been a bit topsy turvy around here.

We had a lot of fun in New Hampshire! Spent some great time with my parents, and Owen loved having them at his disposal, as well as having a "trac-tor" right outside the door. He learned a new word-"mount-nan". It is just the most adorable pronunciation...He got to see snow, took long walks around the woods, and rode the ATV til his little heart was content. And, I might add, he slept in a double bed with me and was pretty reasonable. The first night wasn't especially restful since he was up and down and then fell off the bed (onto pillows and a big blanket) then resumed sleeping-on the floor. I didn't get much real estate in the bed since he prefers to sleep horizontally. It is challenging enough sleeping with him in a King bed, let alone a double! The second night was MUCH better. I only had to push his legs away a few times and he slept til about 7:30. Such a treat!

Did minimal Christmas shopping-cash flow was a bit of a problem so that dulled my Shopping spirit a tad. But, I am happy to report that I will be able to do some shopping this weekend to make up for it! Also, I am going to decorate the house. We will get our tree next weekend. In the meantime, I have to figure out what the heck to do with Owen's overflowing toybox, since that is where we put the tree...oh the dilemma's.

In other news, John's ex-wench has decided after more than a year of putting us thru pure hell and turning our lives into a circus in which she is the Ringmaster, that she cannot make it financially up here on the Island, and wants to take the kids and move to Florida. Does the crap EVER end? It is so stressful. Would love to see them go, would hate to see them go..y'know?


Time for a Tylenol.

'Tis the season my ass

Hmph. What a crap weekend. The Boy was fine, altho he wasn't feeling all that well. Never had a temp or anything, I just think he had a stomach bug. Poor bebe. Hopefully he is on the mend.

The crap part has to do with my husbands son (what else is new!!??). Essentially, I threw an 11 year old out of my house. Yea, feeling pretty proud about that. I don't necessarily regret it, as it seems to have shaken his father into some type of action to help this kid. But, we'll see. We'll see.

Thanksgiving is in a few days. Escaping with the Boy, the Parents, and cousin J and her son up to New Hampshire the day after. Will be a lot of fun. Always nice to get away.

That blog sadly just sucked any energy I had left. As Owen would say..."night night".