10/03/2002
After Moira got off the bus, we had to zoom home and get her dressed in her soccer gear and hustle her over to the soccer fields. When she had her pictures taken a couple weeks ago, it was 730pm by the time they were taken! It was DARK! Needless to say, her pictures didn't turn out. The photographers called me last week to reschedule. That was pretty decent of them.
Paul had the day off today. He had to drive his parents so they could get some medical procedures done. My sis in law (who was in the hospital) was supposed to take them. My sis in law is home now. She had her gall bladder removed. Ick.
10/02/2002
I'm back. We hit WallyWorld, the butcher shop and Debbie's house (to pick up Brownie stuff). I had to give Olivia a dose of Benedryl before we left the house. She had some wacky looking rash all around her mouth. Poor kid. I think it's from the cat. ::sigh:: I emailed a local animal rescue to see if they would take Darla. Of course, I would also give a hefty donation too. Anyway, by the time we got back home, Olivia was all woozy so I carried her in to her bed. She curled right up and went back to sleep. Poor baby.
Off to WalMart again. I think I should have my own freakin section. I have to pick up stuff for Brownies. We will be making Halloween door hangers - foam hangers with foam ghosts, pumpkins, witches, etc.. Should be cute!
Oh, Moira will be participating in the troop nut sale (had to be nuts ::sigh::) so if anyone would like to purchase a can or two, feel free to email me an order.
: - )
10/01/2002
From Television Without Pity:
The Sopranos - last season.
"Cut back to the Pine Barrens, with Paulie answering his cell phone once again. Tony explains that he's going to talk fast, and relates that Drunk Guy once killed sixteen Chechens with his bare hands. He was some sort of Russian "Green Beret" commando with the Interior Ministry (read: KGB, or FSB, or whatever they're calling it these days). Tony is emphatic: "This guy cannot come back to tell his story, okay?" That much Paulie did hear. The connection gets broken, and just like in every game of telephone you ever played as a child, the story gets a little twisted when Paulie passes it along to Christopher. "You’re not going to believe this. The guy killed sixteen Czechoslovakians. He was an interior decorator." Chris is more than a little confused by this, saying, "His house looked like shit."
This was my favorite episode. I laughed SO freakin hard. I watched it every time it was aired on HBO that week.
::sigh::
All you people need to stop having birthdays! LOL! Happy belated birthday to Allan! ::Smooch::
I'm here! I'm here!
Sorry for the 1 day absence! Yesterday was just SO Monday. I had to bake a pie for Bonkos, bake bread, clean the house, run laundry and I still had to run out to pick up more stuff for Bonkos. I forgot drinks and cups! DUH. I had to bring Olivia with me to Bonkos because Paul had taken Moira to soccer. He stopped by later to pick her up. Both girls wanted to stay and play! It was fun hosting the game (at Tracy's house) but I am glad I won't have to do this again for a year! I did have fun shopping for the prizes. Candles, picture frames, cute little pillows, fall decorations... a good time was had by all. AND - my pie was demolished! None left over at all.
I am going to have another cup of coffe and surf for a little while longer. I need to catch up on ya'll!
9/30/2002
Happy Belated Birthday Andrea!
You must have been loving The Sopranos this week. It was Silvio heaven!
Gotta love those Sopranos... another great episode. Poor Bobby. I was in tears.
Had a good day today. Paul and I managed to get a lot of yard work done, including pruning back quite a few tree branches. The township is gonna freak when they see all the crap down at the street! HA! Paul got called into work for a couple hours.. that sucked but he made it back home before the girls went to bed. Olivia is feeling better but now Paul is sick. Arrggghh!
My sis in law (the one who just had a baby) is back in the hospital. It was thought there were some gall bladder problems but turns out it could be liver related. Jesus - can anyone in my family catch a freakin break?
Well - I am off to bed! I am pooped!