Thursday, October 28, 2010
But anywho, tangent:) I started taking this dance class when I was 22 years old and I have been having fun ever since. It is my one hour plus drive time every week to get away from it all. I'm not mama or wife or daughter or sister. I get to spend that time with some friends and get very little exercise. Did I mention we do the recital at the end of the year? We usually make people sit up and think that these old broads are pretty cool/brave for getting up there on that stage! So this year we're thinking of dancing to Bush's Machinehead, which is beyond cool. We started a small routine this week and I'm so excited for this year. A cool song, very different dance moves and hopefully a rocking costume. I love getting hyped up for a new year and having it come together without the drama. And yeah, there can be drama in an adult dance class. Don't even get me started:)
Monday, October 25, 2010
But man am I tired. Two weeks ago we had the wedding to go to than had only 4 days to get everything and one Disney ready. After 8 days of non-stop action, I had to wake up early on Friday to get Annabelle to school, then GNI that night. We had to run errands on Saturday, grocery shopping, b-day present for my nephew so that we would be prepared for Sunday. We had church then Josh's party and then Annabelle and I went to Shea's (one of our local theatres) to see Mary Poppins The Musical.
I am so ready for a normal week, back to our regular routine. I am going to try to get around to posting some pictures this week of our trip and maybe get a bit more in depth because is really was fantastic. I think I might head over top the couch for a power nap while the laundry is in the dryer:)
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Annabelle has been squealing with delight every day while doing her sticker countdown to Disney. Now the paper is full and she's like an excited puppy. Just imagine a brand new puppy who is excited to see you. They wag their tails so hard that their whole body vibrates. That is Annabelle right now! She keeps asking if Mickey will remember her and if she can sit by the window on the plane and if she gets to sleep in a hotel. Hotels are like crack to my 4 year old.
I'm looking forward to her face lighting up when she sees all of the rides and characters and parades. It will remind me of the ease that I must have had as a child to get excited. But I'm also excited to go on the Tower of Terror, even though I'll have to go alone, and acting like a kid again myself.
So I'm off to pack for our 8 day vacation to Fantasy Land. I'm not going to think about our dirty house or fights with friends or the fact that they might kick Annabelle out of the UPK program just because she will be out of school for 6 days. I'm not going to read blogs or check out Facebook. I HATE when people e-mail or update their statuses while on vacation. I seriously don't care or think about anyone back home when I'm on vacation. I try to soak up every single moment we're there. I don't knit pick over spending money either. Who knows when or if I'll ever be able to go again?
I'll be back after our time in the Land of Mouse. And while I may have wished for a vacation a little more grown-up friendly, I know I'll have a fantastic time making memories with my little family.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
My mom and dad
My peanut posing for some pictures in the museum
Annabelle and my nephew, Austin, make silly faces during the speeches.
Wedding Day! All dressed up!
My little princess.
My niece Anya, Austin and Annabelle are just the cutest kids on the planet!
Annabelle was a little bit nervous at the last minute, so she walked down with my cousin Emma.
My Aunt Michele and Jim
The kids had their very own table with gifts and fun things to do.
My family. Me, Annabelle and Mark
Very sleepy little girl, dancing with her Daddy.
The high light for everyone was playing with the blow up instruments and then hitting each other with them until they broke!
Thursday, October 7, 2010
But I've got about 400 million things that I need to do before we leave. Do you have any idea how much crap we have to pack for an overnight trip? All the bathroom stuff; shampoo, conditioner, curling irons, hairspray, deodorant, toothpaste and brushes and hair pretties, etc, etc, etc,
Then there are multiple outfits. Casual stuff for Saturday morning/afternoon, mildly dressy for the rehearsal and dinner afterwards (which is at a museum), then our fancier outfits for the day of the actual wedding and comfy clothes for the 5 hour drive home.
The we need things to do in the car for that 5 hour trip for the 4 year old. Videos and books and crayons and games. Lots of snacks and the camera and video camera and can't forget the potty seat. Pooh Bear and all of his stuff needs to be packed too. Does anyone else have to pack a bag for a stuffed animal? I'm tired already and we haven't even started yet!
Mark has to travel to Rome on Friday (Rome, NY not Rome Rome) which is about 3 hours east of us. He's thinking of just staying the night in Rome since we have to pass right on by there to get to Albany anyway. So I will have to pack the suitcase and car and child all by myself. Now I usually do all of that anyways, but at least he's there to do the heavy lifting.
I know we'll have a fun time though and I'll take a bazillion pictures. So just be prepared to see us all, dressed up and looking fantastic on Monday:)
Monday, October 4, 2010
My husband's cousin, Kim had just gotten married 2 weeks ago. She is 27 or 28. Her husband, of two weeks died on Saturday. He was 30 years old and had just married his best friend. They have a beautiful 2 year old daughter together and were planning on adding to their family soon. But he's dead now and I am mad. He had epilepsy. They think he had a seizure, fell into a small garden garden pond (about 6-7 inches deep) and drowned. In his own backyard while his new wife and daughter played in the house. It is just unimaginable what Kim is feeling right now. Bailey will never really know how much her Daddy loved her. Joe was a quiet guy but when he was talking about Bailey, he just lit up.
When I found out I just couldn't stop crying. I told Mark he wasn't allowed to die on me because if I hurt this much, how does Kim feel?
So I'm mad at God and I don't know what I feel about that. It's supposed to be wrong to feel like that right? So I'm sad and mad and confused all at the same time. I'm done with all the dying and the pain. I'm so over it.