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Saint Scott's Day

It's been a strange week and I really haven't posted much. The kids were on Spring Break all week, and while the first part of the week was WAAAAAAYYYY rainy, the last few days have been beautiful. We did some yard cleanup, mulching, and made the patio ready for the few days of Spring we get to enjoy.

The boys got two of their 'main' birthday presents early. They know what their birthday is going to be. They saved up half for another Nintendo DS, which they will get on their birthday the 13th of April. Their big 'present' since we have minimal money is their actual party. They want to have it at Bounce U, but that costs like $250. I will save each week to pay for that, and have told them they are going to have to depend on their guests for presents *laugh* The gifts they got early are my old iPod (music only, and I have removed all music except what is appropriate for the kids) with an external speaker, funky cover and charger for Michael, and my old digital camera for Matthew (with a 1GB memory card, it's a Sony Cybershot that is 3.2 megapixels and also does video. They have really gotten the hang of taking pictures, reviewing them and deleting what they don't want).

On the injury front, we're trying to figure out what is going on with my foot. Yes, I broke it and didn't take care of it. When it felt better, I went dancing, did Tae Kwon Do, and got in trouble for doing that. I rebroke it, and spent six weeks in a cast. I didn't want to repeat that performance, so I've been listening and wearing my walking boot. I stay off my foot when possible. Today, for whatever reason, when I took off my boot to lay on the couch, I noticed the area below the ankle is majorly swollen and I can't bend some of my toes without pain. My usually 'supportive' husband (Don't touch it. Leave it alone. What did you do to it?) told me to get off my foot, brought me ice and said for me to call the doctor on Monday. What in the everloving hell???? I'm taking CARE of it this time!

On to the more fun part: Scott's birthday was on the 15th, which was the Saturday most people had their St. Patrick's Day parties. We went over to Colleen's, as we have the last couple of years (me last year alone since Scott was on the way to Thailand).

We took the kids to stay with mom and the rest of the old folks in assisted living. Doesn't that sound like FUN? (Yes, I packed their DS and Gameboy and told them to be quiet). Scott and I stayed out until almost 3 am and slept in until about 1 pm. YAY for that small luxury.

Do you know what I came away with? The knowledge that I actually look damn good in a tiara. I think I'm going to incorporate one into any situation possible. *laugh*



The smaller pics are ones Colleen took, and the bigger ones are mine.

VERY picture heavy behind cut.























































































Off to make Easter Baskets now.

Comments

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1smart1
Mar. 23rd, 2008 03:08 am (UTC)
Man, WHAT WAS I THINKING?????

At one point you mentioned me coming out there for this weekend, and I completely let it slip by me. *smacks self repeatedly*
trshtwns01
Mar. 23rd, 2008 03:22 am (UTC)
I wish you had! It was a great time.

I know it will be a while, since LG will need some time to recover. We miss you guys.

Big hugs and Happy Easter!!!
victorianrose23
Mar. 23rd, 2008 04:40 am (UTC)
That looks like a blast - but I have to say that there is one woman in some of those pictures that I just keep thinking "Whoa Holy BOOBS!!!! Batman!"

heh heh

I LOVE the tiara. You should find any opportunity possible to wear a tiara :)
trshtwns01
Mar. 23rd, 2008 04:43 am (UTC)
Hmm. Wonder which girl you could be talking about? Yeah. We had the same thoughts.
semantique
Mar. 23rd, 2008 04:46 am (UTC)
OMG - totally thought the same thing! I had to look for a second pic of her to make sure those boobs weren't a joke!!!
victorianrose23
Mar. 23rd, 2008 04:57 am (UTC)
:D heeee. Yeah. Made me giggle mightily.
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