Sorry.

A little Baptist birdie said I should catch everyone up???

So, (big breath) here goes.

Not actually too much going on. I have been a bit on the cranky side lately, you know, the reason we all don't walk around armed? Because if we did, I probably would have killed someone and been front page news in some paper somewhere. Really cranky.

I guess I'm feeling a bit like an um....slave, servant, drudge?

Rather. And, I am getting dang tired of it as well!! I know, I know (nodding) no one can take advantage of me without my permission. I have to LET them take advantage of me.


So, I am going to stop. Problem is, the people taking advantage of me are little for the most part, Okay, DH isn't exactly little LOL, and I love them.

So, lately I have been saying things like

NO!! If you want ME, then you bring your young little legs HERE, I am NOT coming to you and you are NOT screaming for me anymore....

3/4 Pint still thinks you can Pause and Rewind real life. I caught her the other day again, saying to 1/2 Pint....(they were playing a game...) NO J.....I didn't mean that, I want my turn over, Rewind that.

Sigh.

Pint has been clingy lately.

I went to Wally World and bought a cheap o' fire pit. I really LIKE the one that was $119, but got the one that was $49. I mean, come ON...I am going to light fires in it LOL. I also got three camp forks (read marshmallow roasters) which are only sold in the camping aisle, not anywhere near the firepits or bbq's or 'things to do outside in the summer' aisle. I think that is weird?

Dave and I lit a fire in it that evening and sat around the patio set outside watching the kids roast marshmallows and make s'mores for the first time in their lives.

They are totally retarded.

We laughed our butts off. First they were scared of the firepit. Then they were scared of the heat. Then they were scared of the forks. Then, they were scared to put them in the fire. After we got them all through those issues, then

They burned the marshmallows cause they put them right in the coals. LOL. Then, after disposing of the 'burned beyond all possibility of eating' marshmallows, we did it again, this time roasting them correctly to a (mostly) golden brown, plopped them little suckers right down onto the half graham cracker and over the two sections of hershey bar chocolate..and put the other piece of graham cracker on it.

Guess what?

They don't like S'mores.

Whoda thunk? But, they REALLY liked roasting the marshmallows, and Dave enjoyed eating them, so it was all good until the next day when he was in a sugar coma and I couldn't get him to come to consciousness till like 1 pm.....

We are having a cook out today. BIL is coming, Baby is trying to come, she works a split shift at the Caribbean restaurant today, Baby's BF is invited, don't know if he is coming or not, In Laws aren't invited cause BIL wants to drink and they don't and it's weird I guess to do something in front of your parents when you are 35 years old and they don't approve? I would not know. Whatever.

Happy fourth of July guys!! Oh, and BTW, the Declaration of Independence was SIGNED on JULY 2ND....