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Sorry, I have been absent for a while, but I hardly have had time in the last week and a half. I have been out applying for jobs, going on interviews, and taking care of the kids. Whew! I have just been busy. So Here is a little bit of what life has been like!
Two weekends ago we went out to our friends lake house with a group of people. It was ok...not what I thought it would be, but I still had a good time (in little chunks)! I invited my sister to come out because I knew she wouldn't have her kids that weekend, but she didn't get there until around 6 on Saturday. JR and I got there about 7:30 on Friday. It was really great Friday night, we sat around and talked with Chris, Katy, Scott, and Ashley, we drank, and just had a really good time. Then the rest of the group showed up on Saturday. This is where things got tricky. During dnner Ashley and another friend Lauren were talking about a bachelorette party of another friends in which turned out to be not so fun...and our friend Keith thought that they were actually fighting...I have to admit that I thought they were fighting too...so Keith yells at them telling them to stop - no more! Well then Ashley (thinking that Keith is joking) starts popping off to Keith. Keith starts to get his friends to tell them that they are leaving, when Lauren (who came with Keith) explains that she and Ashley were only talking and not fighting. Then my sister gets completely sloshed and I am babysitting her...she wont leave my side, and she is trying to avoid one of the guys that came with Keith...John, because he kept hitting on her and following her around...she was uncomfortable, so she just drank MORE! by 9:00 she could barely stand up, I wasn't having any fun, she was making an ass out of herself, and I was embarrassed so I finally had enough and told her hold embarrassing she was. She finally said she was ready to just go to bed! YAY!....She was sleeping on a pull out couch in our room, so I had to keep telling her to please be quiet and not wake the baby...ughhh! So finally I feel like I can have a good time. By the way (I have had two beers in the course of 6 hours) So I go and pour myself a whiskey and coke. Apparently, the fact that I dont drink whiskey and the fact that I was about to start made me a crybaby, because every time I turned around I was crying. So I was embarrassed again and decided to call it a night...I didn't want to make a fool out of myself. But I will say that I spent a lot of time cracking up laughing as well. The only time I started crying was when everyone else would get in a fight...seriously - people were fighting left and right and it made me so sad. Luckily, I was able to cry unnoticed, but still, I put myself to bed---but on my way out to our litle cottage, I tripped over a stupid horseshoe stake, and fell down HARD. I bruised my hip pretty badly and when I hit the ground my knee popped...I tried to stand up and could barely do it, but I was so incredibly embarrassed that I forced my self to laugh it off and continue to the guest house. I get up the next morning to find that my knee was HUGE and I could barely walk...not good. So I went to the doctor on Tuesday. I have mentioned before that I have torn the meniscus in both of my knees...well when I fell, I apparently Ripped it apart even more as well and an incomplete Posterior cruciate ligament tear. the doctor said I could have surgery for the meniscus tear but that I would just need to do a few things for the PCL to heal. I decided agaisnt surgery. I figure I am not going to pay for knee surgery twice (or three times) because I had him take my blood, I wanted to be tested for arthritis, which I DO HAVE (shocker). So I figure with all the scar tissue because of my knee injuries, and the arthritis eating away at my bones, I will most likely have to have my knees replaced sometime in the future anyway!
This past Friday, my dad and the Wimberley Texans played their first play off game and won 55-20. They are 11-0. I am so proud of my dad! He really is amazing, we will play Cuero (AGAIN) for round 2 of the playoffs this Friday...I am really nervous. I know we beat them the first time we played them, but that was the first game - and I am sure that both teams have improved a lot since then. Plus we are missing 3 or 4 of our key players...:( But we have been winning without them, so hopefully it will be okay.
And lastly, Logan is doing an amazing job at pooping in the potty! No accidents in the last week and a half!!! Another thing is, I was working with Logan on his colors a long time ago, and I was so proud of him when he learned them, so I moved on to shapes...but nothing seemed to work, so At Landry's 1st birthday our friend Nikki bought Landry and little shape sorter and Logan really liked it...he started asking me what the shapes were called so I told him and he pickked it up very quickly...I still think this is wierd because when I was trying to teach him shapes, I would draw them, I bought flash cards, and I bought a darn shape sorter...that he had NO interest in! LOL I guess it is all in the timing. Another thing Nikki got for Landry were these bathtime letters and numbers. you simply put them in the bathtub with the kids and then they just stick to the wall. So I decided it was time to learn the ABC's....he knows the song (even though he skips a few letters when he sings) but I wanted him to really identify the letters. So I started with the first 3...ABC - but all he wanted was to play with his bath blocks that he has played with since HIS first birthday. So I gave up, and went back to our original game where I hold up a block and ask, what color is this, then he tells me, then I say what animal is this, and he tells me, and then I noticed that each block has a number on it, so I decided to teach him the numbers...He picked it up pretty quickly. He still gets the 6 and the 9 mixed up, but, now he knows his numbers!! So We are still working on the letters...He finally got the A, B, C, O, and S...haha - today I think we will work on D,E,F...and then see if he remembers ABC....and just add on. I wish I knew what they taught in kindergarten...I have this huge fear that he will start school and be so far behind everyone, because he didn't go to daycare, or because I just didn't do a good enough job as a parent...I am almost certain that he will enter school and be behind in social skills...ughhh I really need to get him in a mother's day out program, but FIRST I have to get a freaking job! So I am going to another interview today...maybe this will be "the one"! Seriously, I have filled out about 80 apllications...and still - I have no job! Grrrrrrr