Happy 21st Birthday!

Love you, Mr Man.
I am so very proud of you. Have a very happy day and a fantastic year!

Wordless Wednesday.

I am 49.

Don't make me drink alone. ;-)


Yesterday:
That kid is my favorite!

Must See TV - errr - Youtube.

"It's okay. He has bandaids"

Wordless Wednesday.

Happy Birthday, Mr. 20-year-old.

Then:
And Now:

What a great young man I have raised. I am so very proud of him. I love his gentle soul. I laugh at his crazy antics. He is one of my very best friends. Join me in wishing him a very happy 20th Birthday.

Love ya, Mr. Man! My wish for you as you begin your 21st year is that you believe you are the wonderful young man I know you are. Happy Birthday!

Rockin and Rollin.

Setting the Scene:

Monday Evening - 9:30-ish.
Blondie is busy putting in some wii fit time.
The Kid is back in his cave playing computer games.


The Kid: Earthquake!
Me: Seriously? {not feeling anything cuz I am wiifitting}
The Kid: YES!
Me: Okay. Let me know if I need to bail under the table.
The Kid: *facepalm* I am gonna put that on my FB status.
Me: Nothing comes between me and my Wii.
Me: I made a perfect score even through the Earthquake!


Later-

Me: That must be why Smokey was all whiny a bit ago.
The Kid: and he is acting all weird now because we are probably gonna have another Earthquake.

Unexpectedly Expected now with New Pancakes!

So The Marrieds passed through town late Friday evening on their way to visit CS for Father's Day. Don't worry. No one has actually missed Father's Day. They made their trip a week early because they are busy next weekend when it is really Father's Day. The plan I was told, when they stopped by to say Hi, was that they would stop by again on Saturday evening on their way back home.

When 10 PM rolled around and I still hadn't heard from them I had the kid phone to see what was up with that. He did and discovered that they had only just left and would be here in under and hour. The kid then stated that they would want to spend the night since it was already going to be so late when they got here. I countered that they would not as I knew that they wanted to wake up at home this morning and get things done around the house.

Just before 11 I hear keys in the door. Struggling keys in the door. It actually sounded like they were having a battle with the keys and the keys were winning. After several attempts to get the door open in comes Mrs. Married, giggling and laughing as I ask her if she was having key/door problems. She then looks straight at me with her tired look and says "Can we stay at your house tonight? I'm tired." LMAO! Did the kid call it or what? Good thing I didn't bet him, eh? Which I rarely do because I always lose.

It is about 10 minutes after 9 now. I am, not surprisingly, the only one up. Well, unless you count the kitties, which I do. They were the first ones up and spent half an hour trying to get me to get up and feed them. But I digress. I have made coffee and am waiting for the house to wake. We are having Pancakes and vegetarian bacon aka facon for breakfast. mmmmm. The pancake recipe I am using is new to The Marrieds but the kid and I think we have finally found one that is pretty dang close to Ihops. If we are lucky Mrs. Married will treat us to another episode of *How to determine which is cup is coffee and which is syrup*. That is a story she will never outrun. It isn't a long story and the punch line is always the same. "Hey Mrs. Married, Remember the time you poured coffee instead of syrup on your pancakes?" She will then remind you that she mistook the coffee cup for the syrup cup because she hadn't yet had enough coffee. Good times. Good times.

I love Ihops. They have the best pancakes. I love pancakes. If you are lucky you live in a land where you can get Ihops pancakes 24 hours a day. Sadly I do not. You can't even get seated in my Ihops if you show up at 9:35 PM. {is that what time it was, darlin? } But that is a story for another day.

After hearing someone's blaring nuclear attack iPhone alarm go off 3 times I finally actually detect movement. That will be Mr. Married I am guessing. It probably wasn't even his alarm that got him up but rather the fact that I have sneezed about a dozen times in the past 3 minutes. heh! Whatever works, right?

How's your Sunday?
Love and Hugs,
~ b

Thursday Thirteen Presents:

This week on ER!

1. Initial heart rate - 147 {umm. that's really fast. ugh - This morning it is 94. Still kinda high but way better than last night.}
2. Looking in his throat -(graphic photo click at your own risk} --> that's pretty gross
3. Doctors seen - 5
4. Bags of fluid - 3 {3000 cc}
5. Tests run - 2
6. Hours spent in ER - 5.5
7. Days sick - 9 {counting today}
8. Visits to Urgent care prior to ER visit - 2
9. Nurses attending - 2
10. Number of times Blondie got lost - 2 {on her way to the cafeteria and on her way back. *sigh*}
11. Total Drug Count:7. {ER - 3:Ibuprofen, Steroids, Pain meds. Upon departing ER - 2: Pain meds, Antiemetic. Urgent Care - 2: Antibiotics, cough meds. which btw he didn't even HAVE a cough so WTF, mate?}
12. Highest fever run in the last 9 days 102.9
13. Diagnosis: "So your mono stat came back negative...but we still think you have mono!" apparently the test isn't 100% accurate. :-/

Wordless Wednesday.

A Picture IS Worth a Thousand Words.

Last year when the kid was fixing to grad he, of course, had Senior Portraits done. They turned out so very nice. I ordered what I wanted and later that day passed on the info to the X so that he could order as well.

In the past I would have just asked him what he wanted and placed his order along with mine. This time I just wasn't in the mood to deal with his chickenshit ways so I left him to flap in the wind. I was a bit wicked in that I didn't tell him that if he placed his order with mine he would get a discount. Sometimes being an X doesn't really pay off, does it?? tee hee.

Cut to the kid's after grad party at my house where his grandmother {x's mother} noticed the framed 8x10's I had on display along with his trophy's, certificates and praises as well as his playbills from all the plays he participated in as the lighting tech. "Where is mine?", she wanted to know.

After an awkward pause the X had to admit that he hadn't ordered yet but he would and she would get one. I believe his delay in responding to his mother was because he was hoping I would offer her one of mine. ummm. NO.

For the record I paid for a million wallet size photos and included one in every grad announcement that went out. They were sent out to everyone in his family so grandma did have a photo it just wasn't an 8x10. NMP. The X did not offer a cent towards the kid's graduation expenses. I could have asked but it isn't as if he didn't know the kid was graduating. He had to know there were expenses, right?

The X also refused a glass of champagne to toast his son that night as well. I guess since his secretly pregnant new wifey couldn't drink he couldn't either. Or something. He refused a glass when the girl graduated from college too. WTF? That being said I did notice that he did not refuse a glass this past month at the after grad party for the son-in-law. Guess he is only allowed to drink when the new little wifey isn't around, eh?

Did I mention that they couldn't even bother to wait until the ink was dry on the kid's diploma before announcing to the world that they were having not one but two babies by years end? Yep, less than two days later I received panicked phone calls and instant messages from both kids telling me the news. Their reactions were sad and funny but that is a story for another day {maybe even tomorrow}. Shanking was brought up. Hilarious that was. {shhhh, don't give away the plot if you already know it ;-) }

Nothing like taking the spotlight off of your oldest and {then} only son during one of his biggest accomplishments to date, eh?

Thursday Thirteen.

13 things about the kid.

1. He is 19 years old today.
2. He has his DMV Ambulance Drivers Certification.
3. He never ceases to make me laugh.
4. He has always had cute dimples.
5. His last baby word was hostible {hospital}. I refused to correct it because I knew in time he would figure it out.
6. He is a licensed EMT.
7. He named his red truck Chuck the Truck.
8. He is on his 3rd iPod in 4 years.
9. His room is painted red and he loves it. {so do I. It turned out so much nicer than I ever thought it would}
10. He has his Guard Card which allows him to work as a security guard should he decide he wants to.
11. He refers to his room as his cave.
12. He can often be heard saying either *the game* or *that's what she said*.
13. He is a very caring and helpful young man and I am very proud of him.

Happy 19th Birthday, Mr. Man!
Love you!
Mean it!