1. My refrigerator is not working. The freezer is still working which is good. But now we’ll have to pay someone to fix it! Bah, being a grown up sure does suck sometimes.
2. My Mom comes home Monday. She’s been at my sisters house for the past two weeks. I’m excited to see her.
3. My son kicked my butt at Guitar Hero.
Looking for a new theme… until then you get this. B O R I N G!
Lookie lookie! Miss Diva gets a new dress.
I spent the very last of my paid post money, from payperpost and socialspark. I rarely get any jobs anymore and when I do getting them approved has become a bit troublesome. I spent the last of my money on a kickin game for my son. It turns out he isn’t the only one who will be loving it.
My son had been doing searches on it trying to find a price he wanted to show me. It was actually a package deal, two guitar controllers and guitar hero 1 & 2. Once he found a decent price and seller we bought it off ebay. It is new it just isn’t the brand new Guitar Hero, which is fine. We’ll upgrade when we’re ready. My son is very happy with his new toy, but Dad seems to be diggin it as well, even my daughter was enjoying it more than she’d like to admit.
Our next toy…. Wii Fit. How cool is that gadget?
Grandpa came over early this morning and the three of us put together the trampoline. Then my husband and I went to the dentist.
When I got home I dropped off my husband and went to pick up the kids to take them to their dentist appointments. Once we all were done at the dentist we had BBQ with Grandpa and then went to jump.
We only jumped for about an hour because their Dad made us come in. Apparently I don’t know when to come in or when it is too cold out for children.
Whatever…. He’ll be at work tomorrow afternoon and we’ll jump our hearts out. Kill Joy!
My husband “doesn’t allow” running in the house. If you even quick walk you might get told to quit running. Sometimes when he isn’t home we run through the house with the music on just to get the running out before he comes home. The kids love it and laugh their heads off, I love it because of the laughter. But I think the dogs love it most because we’re running with them and they get to chase us instead of each other. Somebody got a little over excited this time though and someone got hurt. Someone got a little nippy and I’ve got the mark to prove it.
All parties have been sworn to secrecy. We’d rather bleed than admit to Dad that running in the house is not safe. What’s a little blood, right?
