Home Town

The Monkey and I have a trip planned.

In October, we will both be flying to Montana for about a week. My oldest, dearest friend (we've known each other since preschool) is getting married to the love of his life on 10-10-10 (try forgetting that anniversary)- so Monkey and I are making a vacation out of it. Unfortunately, the Hubs has to work, so he'll have to skip this trip. : ( Still, I can't lie- I'm very excited to go home.

Home? Do I really still call it that? No matter where I go or what I do or who I become, yeah, it's still home, at least to parts of me. My parents house is like Tara was to Scarlett O'Hara in Gone With the Wind. I was born and raised in that house. It was hard to leave. It's hard to go back to, as well. I'm not quite sure why.

While much of me is excited- I haven't been back in 2 years- I am also nervous. I can't quite explain that, either, other than it's a small enough town to hold up to all the cliches of any small town. People gossip, word gets around, and you're always bound to run into people you aren't exactly wanting to. Old boyfriends, mean girls from high school- it's all petty stuff that shouldn't even consume my mind in the least, buuuut- it does. When I moved to Florida almost four years ago, all I heard was, "Why do you want to move there???" and "You'll be back". Everyone thought I was crazy for moving. Maybe I was. And at the time, I could give a good enough reason to make anyone understand. But now- I've met and married my husband, we've had an insanely cute and wonderful little boy (well, fine, that's just my opinion...), I'm happy. Isn't that good enough?

Then again, there are people I haven't seen in two years that I cannot wait to see. My old friends that basically GOT me through high school. Girls that were true blue best friends. The kind of friends that, even though we haven't seen each other in two years, we'll be able to sit down and talk for hours, laughing and gossiping like it's only been a few days since we've last seen one another.

Some things never change. And that is a weird and wonderful thing.

Things My Kid Has Taught Me

When you are the parent, you are supposed to be the one to impart
knowledge on you kids, not the other way around. But, somehow,
little souls seem to teach us the most simple, but important, things.



Looking good is half the battle.

Sleep is sacred.




Make and remember magical moments.








Do what you love.





Don't be afraid to try new things.

Where In the World....?

I'm not even going to bring up the fact that I haven't blogged in over a month.

After that last sentence. : ) Let's just clean slate it and move on, shall we?

It's summer. It's busy. I don't know why that's an excuse...is there any time of year that ISN'T busy? I know there is for work- especially here in FL, in the hospitality and/or golf business. There's definitely times more busy than others. But life? Life is always busy. Still, we always seem to stray more in the summer. It's interesting.

Anyway, lots has gone on. Mom's visit came and went, faster than I could have ever expected. I was crushed to find out that we were not going to be able to make it back to Montana (my home) for Christmas. The hubby's job is keeping him here for the holidays- apparently that's a busy time for retail. Who'd have known? So we are staying in Florida. BUT you never know- something exciting just might happen when you least expect it. : ) Besides, next summer we will definitely make it to Montana, and the weather will be better than anyway.

Speaking of MT, I will be going back before next summer. My oldest, dearest friend, Joe, is getting married in October. So Monkey and I will be flying back for the wedding, and a little visit. Again, the hubs has to work (work really gets in the way of life, doesn't it???), but it should be a great trip, as long as Monkey and I can survive the plane trip just the two of us. Let's cross out fingers.

And that's that! Tomorrow me and my little fam will be having breakfast at Ohana, one of the most delicious places to eat on Disney property (which is saying a lot, because Disney has the best food in general), with Lilo and Stitch. I know, you're jealous. ; ) Should be fun. The hubs and I are also going to see Inception while Monkey hangs out with one of his "aunts" (one of my BFF's Rosie). It will be great practice for her for when she has her own tricycle motor.

Hope everyone has a good weekend. Hopefully I can get the writing juices flowing and keep this updated a weeeee bit more often!

What's Shakin', Bacon*? (*This post has nothing to do with bacon. Sorry to disappoint)

- I have today off, because I have to work on Saturday. Boo to that.

- I have to get busy cleaning my house today, since it IS my day off. Why,
you ask? Aside from the fact that cleaning your house occasionally
is the normal thing to do...MOM is going to be here on SUNDAY.
Just in time for fireworks. : ) Yay!

- I am fighting the lingering feeling of a cold. Who gets colds in the
middle of the effing summer? Apparently, that's me.

- The Monkey has morphed into a terrible two. Everything is no.
I could ask him if he wanted to move into the castle at Magic
Kingdom, or offer him cookies and ice cream for dinner, he
would say no. Crazy.

- I ordered new coffee for my Keurig, and it won't be here until Friday.
Auuuugh...

- I had a giant empty glass vase, so yesterday I got plastic lemons and some
green glass stones to put in it. I wanted it to look cool- it kind of looks
ridiculous. I can't really figure out why though. Guess I'm not
meant to be fancy with fake lemons. I suppose it was a silly dream,
to have one pretentious thing. ; )

- Hubby has started a battle with a nerf gun. We have a set of "guns"- okay,
there's no " ", they are guns and they even look like real guns- that shoot
nerf bullets- he's been randomly catching me off guard and shooting me
with it. Including while I was in the shower. At night. Home alone except for
the Monkey, who was asleep. It was heart attack ensuing. So, now we
have a battle of who can catch who off guard the most. Its
what marriage is all about, right? True love.

- It is hot. I know it's summer, and I know I live in Florida, but my GOD in
sweet heaven, it is hot. Mid 90s, every day. And humidity. How I haven't
melted, I don't know. Speaking of melting, I accidentally left my cup with my
crazy straw in it in my car. Can you guess where the melting becomes
the tie-in? My crazy straw is no longer crazy. It's just sad.

- I'm watching Wag the Dog right now. I watched half of it when it came out-
I was about 13 then and it didn't make a lot of sense. Now I am old enough
to appreciate it. The same thing goes for Seinfeld. I didn't get that show at
all when it was on, because I was just a kid. Now, I find it hilarious.
Its all about perspective, huh kids?

- I'm making cupcakes tomorrow for Monkey's last day at his current daycare.
He's moving to one closer to home. I even got a fancy cupcake tote to
transport them. How cool am I? ; )

- Our 2nd anniversary is on July 5th (don't worry, we won't let the nerf
gun battle get in the way of things). This morning, Hubby announced
he knew what he wanted to do for me for our anniversary.
And then that was it. Oh, and that it was going to make me "cooler". I said,
"I don't think I can get any cooler" (haha), and he said "No, cooler like
temperature". Well, in that case, yeah, I could get cooler. But we have A/C already,
so I'm not sure what he's cooking up.


Well, house cleaning is calling my name. Lucky me!

Girls Weekend, Baby!

Girls Weekend was a success!!
We stayed in a cute little hostel place called the Pirate Haus.
All pirate themed, of course. : )

Our room was also painted like a pirate ship.

Only the finest for us classy ladies! ; )

We had an amazing weekend together, just laughing
and talking like us girls do.

We ate.

A lot.

This was key lime cheesecake. YUMMM...

We drank.

A lot.

This was at the Tini Martini Bar.

Rosie had a Cappacino-tini.

I had a Tahiti-tini.

Kelly had a raspberry beer.

We went to the beach!!
We saw dolphins and flying fish swimming
right near us. It was amazing.

We saw some funny things, like this sign
Um...really?

All in all, it was a great weekend. And even
though we had so much fun, I am actually glad to be home.

Isn't that one of the strange and great things about vacation?
That no matter how fun and exciting and adventurous it is, you are
always thankful and happy to be back home, and back to normal.
It makes you remember how great your every day life is. No, its
not perfect, and yes you definitely need those little breaks to remind you
of how good you've got it, but I think the definition of being blessed is to
be on vacation and miss your life back home. : )

Hope ya'll had a great weekend!!

Fun Spot...Not An Innuendo (At Least In This Case)

Also for Early Father's Day, we went to a place here in Orlando

called Fun Spot. Its basically just a permenant carnival, with race cars,
a roller coaster, a giant fun slide, bumper cars, etc.

Hubby decided he wanted to take Monkey, so we did.




Talk about a fun time! It is amazing how much fun you have by
making sure your kid is having fun. Monkey was such a trooper- he
rode everything, never seemed scared of anything (I, on the other hand, was and
am afraid of everything...yes, I am lame). Hubby went on everything
with him. I was the photographer.


And I got some great shots!!




It was soooo flippin' hot, so we only stayed for about two hours, but
we had a blast. And we wore little Monkey out- he went right down for bed without
any fight. Success!

Present!

I know you've probably been logging in every 15 minutes just itching to know what Hubby's Father's Day present was. ; )

Well...




That's right, a foosball table! It's a portable table topper one- because you just never know when you'll need to be on the run with a foosball table. ; ) So maybe not the most practical gift, but I think he liked it. Also, I made a little "free boys night" coupon to go with it- I'm constantly doing fun stuff with my girlfriends, so I felt it was about time that he had a freebie boys night. Now we just need to find the time for him to do it!

So what do you think? A good present or no? Please remember that it took me over two hours to put the bleeping thing together (well, part of the time I was on the phone with my mom, so the project wasn't initially getting my full attention!).