I've finally found a few minutes to myself! This week has been crazy busy with friends and family, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I finished "my part" of the taxes tonight. I can't believe we spent almost $5,000 in medical expenses last year! I didn't add up the mileage to and from all the appointments and to the pharmacy though because I don't think it will make a difference anyway.

I haven't been to Church in 3 weeks so I'm hoping to make it this Sunday. Sean is taking Ian to Busch Gardens on Sunday with a friend of his and his little boy, so I have the day to myself. I don't know if I want to hang out at home and enjoy the silence though! I have the HHPSI meeting later that afternoon so I'd hate to spend the day running from one event to the next... I'll have to think on that one.

Bug is doing really well! She was quiet for two days and it had be a little worried, but today she's moving around and giving me little kicks here and there. I had a horrible dream last night were my water broke at 24 weeks and no one at the doctor's office would call me back because they were busy discharging people from the hospital for the weekend. I woke up in a panic, checking the sheets and my shorts to see if my water really had broken. I spent the rest of the day in a sort of fog; I had three people tell me I looked like crap so I can only imagine how fantastic I appeared!

Saturday Sean's going out for a while so I'm going to be hanging out with Ian for the day by myself. I'm thinking of taking him to the Aquarium... but then again my brother's house is empty so I may just take advantage of that.

Wow, I didn't realize how long ago I last posted!

I've been busy cleaning out what's going to be the Baby's room, cleaning the rest of the house, and then visiting with a relative who grew up with my Mom but whom she hasn't seen in over 40 years. It's been a great few days!

I have dinner tonight with one of my best friends, then tomorrow we go and visit with my brother's family (they're leaving Thursday for a month!), Thursday I have to finish our taxes (better late then never) and then this weekend I have a Haunted Hunter's meeting that will take about 6 hours.

I'll update more when I get a minute to breathe!

I’m no good at lying. I can lie if it’s necessary to save someone’s feelings, but if it’s a little while lie, I’m horrible. Case in point:

This morning I made coffee for me and Sean. When I went to get the cream I noticed that we didn’t have much left so while I poured my coffee, I cautioned him that he couldn’t make his usual “Half Coffee/Half Cream” concoction. I added cream and Stevia to my coffee, sat on the couch for ten minutes in a sort of trance while I drank it, and then got up to make myself another cup.

Sean still hadn’t gotten up to make his coffee at this point so I pulled the cream back out of the refrigerator and arranged his coffee cup and NutraSweet on the counter for him. I poured my coffee, poured the cream… and then noticed how incredibly light the container was.

Uh-Oh.

For a moment I wondered how to absolve myself of guilt because I really did feel guilty about using all the cream, especially after lecturing him. I thought about grabbing my keys and going to the corner store, but I didn’t feel that bad… So I had a brilliant idea: Add water to what little cream was left!

Stealth-like, I made my way to the refrigerator and positioned the container under the dispenser. I tried to distract him- “Look! A Ferrari’s going down our road!” and pushed the lever. Quick as that, I threw the container back in the refrigerator and congratulated myself on a job well done.

When Sean got up to get his coffee (after telling me I was crazy to mistake a Geo Prizm for a Ferrari), I watched him out of the corner of my eye. Pick up mug, add coffee, add sixteen packets of blue crap, take mug to refrigerator, pour in cream… Success! He didn’t notice that the cream was unusually light in color…

“Hey, what’s wrong with this cream? It looks like water? What the hell?”

Uh-oh.

I tried to look innocent, but I could feel my lips rise in the familiar I’m-really-sorry-I-suck-and-I-know-you-know-I-did-it grin. I could feel my eyes widen in mock-horror and begin to tear in response to held-in laughter…

His eyes narrowed. He looked in his coffee cup, then at me, gazed into the container of creamy water, and back at me again. “Heyyyyyy. You suck!”

Busted.   

Ian’s last day in the 3VPK room was today. I was sad to see his time there end because this teacher was the best thing that happened to him this year. She showed me how smart he really is; that his behavior was a result of not being challenged and not a form of defiance. I’m going to have to think of something to take to her on Monday when his “summer” program officially begins.

Tonight Ian and I made Fish Flakes (read: beads in a rinsed tomato can) to feed his fish (read: tacky fish lamp) just like the fish they have in school. I just know that I’m going to be suckered into buying a goldfish by Christmas!