Veggie garden

See how beautiful this bush is. It's much prettier in person. It only blooms a few weeks out of the year. The rest of the year it is just a big overgrown bush. I love it, Hub's not so much. He likes really well manicured landscape. I like a more of a cottage feel. He always tells me it reminds him of a seventies bush if ya know what I mean. All I have to say is my seventies bush now has flower power. The funniest part about this story is Aidan told my Brother that this bush is from the seventies. Which goes to show you your children are always listening even if you think their not. It just makes me wonder how many times they will tell me they learned something from watching me. Or God forbid they say something from listening to me. Hello padded cell.....my name is Kerry!

I think maybe he likes the seventies bush with flower power. There he is enjoying a beer looking at it.

I had to put this picture on here. I just love this Dog, what a sweet picture.

Blake had another track meet this week.

He did awesome. There were eight schools in this meet. He came in forth place for pole vaulting out of about 30 kids.

Hub's filled our veggie garden with dirt this weekend.

After four soccer games on Saturday Aidan and I headed out for veggies. My neighbor Greg was talking to me from over the fence. Our crazy ass neighbor on the other side was standing there staring at us from his porch with his hands on his hips. He does this often. All the sudden he turns music up so loud it's like a damn concert. I know he did this on purpose since Greg and I were trying to talk. He is blasting Christan music. This to me is ironic since he acts far from Christan to any of his neighbors. Since he is still staring over at me I have this urge to start dancing around my yard to his music just to annoy him. So that's exactly what I do! I look like a complete asshole but it is so worth annoying the crap out of him.

Aidan wanted to get this little bird for the garden. His name is Doo Doo Bird, I kind of like that.

Cole wants to help in the garden too. As much as this was supposed to be my baby I have to let them help. That little voice of reason that only pops up once in a while tells me it will help them grow into better men. I have mixed emotions about all the in my face stuff with these too. Now Blake wants nothing to do with me ever. He only wants my money and to be fed. Is there no in between for God's sake????

So they plant and I go behind them and have to re plant a few things.

Aidan is getting ready for bed tonight. He says I laid my clothes out for tomorrow and tomorrow, tomorrow. I laugh and say what you mean is tomorrow and the next day.

This week was filled with getting Blake to his way too early track practices and getting Aidan and Cole to soccer practices. We also got haircuts this week. While there Cole goes first. Aidan is second. While Aidan is getting his haircut Cole is singing country music songs for the lady. I'm sitting on the sofa at her place trying to enjoy a magazine. She is making a big deal about Cole being so entertaining and funny. Now when someone eggs Cole on he takes it and runs with it. He always ends up taking it a bit too far. He sits down next to me and starts digging in my purse. He ends up putting my raspberry colored lipstick on and then proceeds to sing some more for the lady and of course dance around. This is one of those moments where I'm telling Cole to knock it off and it just keeps getting worst and worst. I say something about how his Dad would fall over if he saw him acting like this. The next thing I know the lady is telling me a story about a friend of hers that had this son that everyone always knew the kid was gay except the Dad. She tells me how he is grown now and living very happily gay and no one has judged him for it. Now I have nothing against gay men I love me some gay men to tell you the truth. I have no problem if one of my children ends up gay. The sad thing is I don't think Cole did this because he has gay tendencies. He did this because he is the middle child who is staved for attention. another Mom of the year moment for me. Oh the guilt a Mother carries. So I walk out of there slightly embarrassed and half ass laughing at the story she felt the need to tell me. I only wish I could have been a fly on the wall after we left the building.

Later in the week I pick up Blake early from school for an eye appointment. I enjoy the ride there because he is stuck talking to me. Now his phone did not beep at it's normal all time speed since his friends were still in school. We went to the eye place at Walmart. He picked out these awful glasses that I guess are in style. We get a giant slim Jim after were done. While driving home he tells me there is 290 calories in this sucker! I wish he hadn't told me this, ignorance is bliss! Later that night he comes down from his Fort Knox's type room. He is getting food of course. I'm sitting at the island going through some stuff. He puts is phone down at the end of the island. While he has his head in the fridge complaining that there is nothing to eat in the fridge that so packed with food you can't fit anything else, his phone beeps. It's funny we both look at each other and then we both look at the phone. Next we both dive for the phone at once. I get it! He is chasing me around while I try to read his text. I read it and it is BORING! I have better text than him. I hand it back and say......BORING! He just looks at me as if I have three heads.

My friend on the corner invited Blake and I to go to the movies Friday night. Her daughter is Blake's age and they are very good friends. Today she called me and said her daughter is bringing three more girlfriends. I tell her I will see if Blake wants to bring a friend so he is not the only guy. I tell Blake whats going on. He tells me he already knows this. Of course he does, he knows everything. I ask him if he wants to invite anyone. He tells me no way this is every guys dream.

I'm still here trying to get rid of unwanted belly fat. Talking to it and asking it to go away is still not working. I thought about getting it sucked out. I know from other people that have had it done that it comes back. It comes back in other places. My fear is that I will end up with a third breast right above my belly button eventually. So I suck it up and do 100 crunches. Which by the way is giving me ZERO results so far! I KNOW, I KNOW, I can hear what your thinking....DIET! I HATE THAT WORD.

The drive home

We are finally leaving the mountains at eight am Thursday morning. I slept like shit the night before. I always do before we are going on a road trip. The kids are in a less than in perfect mood as well. Oh road trips are so much fun. Aidan is going in my friends car so that is a huge relief.

After about six hours on the road I finally start to doze off into a deep sleep. I may just be dreaming of the Vampire. That is until Hub's wakes me up to tell me the car is about to break down. For real???? Don't know why I surprised by this. This car has been nothing but problems. Which goes completely against the saying....you get what you pay for. We sure didn't get what we paid for in this luxury SUV. Hub's and I get into a fight about this. I told him not to take this car on a road trip. He said it would be fine. I look over at him and he is drinking "Smart Water". I just can't help myself it's like this little snotty kid emerges from me. I look over at him and say....Why do you drink that stuff???? He looks at me and says....because I'm thirsty. I say well don't waste your money on that "Smart Water" because it ain't working. He looks over at me as if I am that lady with snakes coming out of my head. I kind of am right now but that's besides the point. There is a lot more background to this story and why I'm mad. No need to really go into all the dirty details. Let's just say I was right.

This whole car thing pretty much chaps my ass. Remember last year I was on the side of the road with this car on the way to Chicago with Grumps. Over the few years that I have owned this 2006 Infinity SUV it has had a number of things go wrong. First it was a leak in the transmission, then the break booster, Condensation in the headlights, Window broke not once but three times, the fuel pump went out, and now the catalytic converters went south. None of these things should have ever been an issue on a car like this this soon. I'm more than frustrated to say the least. Infinity has been less than helpful. They pretty much told us the car is a lemon and they have lost money on this deal. They gave us the big middle finger when it came to paying for this last problem. A problem that should never even be in issue in a car that's barely five years old. I guess they don't stand behind their product when they build you a lemon. For as bad as the economy is there sure is not great customer service out there. Bottom line is I'm shopping for a new car for sure. I've had all I can take with this one.

Since we were traveling with two other families we piled into their cars with all our stuff so our car could be towed. We headed to my friend Ashley's families ranch to spend a few days and wait for the car to get fixed once again.

This used to be my kitty. He showed up at our door a few years ago in Austin. He ended up staying with us for about eight months. Since Hub's and I are both allergic to cats we found him a new home. I'm thinking I should have went to this new home, screw the cat. He went to my friends parent's ranch where he basks in the sun by the pool all day. I bet he drinks a cocktail or two as well. I'm totally jealous. The kids were so excited to see him. I remember the day I told them that Ashley's mom was taking them to the farm. I remember thinking when they got older they would think I really took him to the farm. Ya know the farm that your parents used to tell you your pets went too. The Farm....aka....pet cemetery. You always have that one friend that has the all time worst "FARM" story. One that comes to mind is a friend of mine thought her pet rabbit went to the "FARM" but it really went to her dinner table!!!! Who does that????

The sunset on the ranch was beautiful. I'm trying to figure out how I can fake my death and live happily ever after in one of the houses out here. Gosh I would miss so much though. All the cleaning, grocery shopping, cleaning the same shit I just cleaned, driving to practices, cleaning again, repeating myself 500 times, cleaning the same old shit, finding other people's things, cooking stuff people tell me taste gross, going to games from the am to the pm every Saturday, driving people to the mall, breaking up fights, handing out money, cleaning more and more shit, and so on and so on. Just call me that little gerbil in the wheel.

While checking Blake's facebook page I tell Hub's that one of his Blake's friends posted he is single. Hub's response......Should I be scarred that you read this stuff and give a crap????? Maybe! Hello padded cell......my name is Kerry!

Speaking of padded cells. I had the strangest dream this week. I always like to take a nap after I push my kids out the door in the morning. I dream the most vivid dreams. Usually I'm young single with no kids. Oh and I'm always deeply in love with some dude I have never seen before. Isn't crazy how real a dream can be and how real your emotions are in them. Anyway I always dream about my Grandparent's house. I even did this before they passed away. It's always something different going on but their house is always where I'm at. So I was dreaming I was at their house. They were both there and very much alive. In my dream I knew they were supposed to be dead but I was so happy to see them. My Grandparents had this little TV room in their house that we used to hang out in. The next thing I know I was hanging out in there with my boyfriend that I am crazy in love with. This guy just happens to be Jake Gyllenhall. It's funny because I have never even had a crush on him. I have been loyal to my crush on the Vamp. Don't get me wrong I would not throw Jake out of my bed or anything! Sorry Hubs......just compare that statement to lets say.....Eva. No harm in fantasizing about something that will never happen. So anyway I wake up WAY TOO soon, so I thought. Have you ever done that????? Wake up from a dream but your really still in it???? This always creeps me out. I wake up or so I think, I'm laying in my bed and all of the surroundings are the same, even the noise in the room. Ya know usually in dreams something is off. All of the sudden there is this life size guy dressed up like a giant blue bird floating in the air above me, squawking at me, and flapping it's wings. All of the sudden it flies away, I'm watching it the whole time frozen. Then I jerk really hard and really wake up. All I can think is WTF, was that??????

Angel Fire

Day three of our ski adventure the really good skiers which were all of three besides Hub's headed to Tao's. The rest of us followed later in the day only to have lunch. Tao's was not much to see unless you were a skier.

After we got back we promised the kids some night skiing. Aidan was picking it up really quick. He is now jumping hills with no fear. I'm happy taking pictures while sucking down a beer.

It was cool to see the kids on the lift with the sun coming down. Still would have preferred a beach trip.....just sayin!

Someone grabs my camera, I need proof that yes my kids really did have a mom on this trip. There is a beer in my jacket that you can barely see. That is why I have my jacket open. It is definitely not because I think I have some great body. Look at those hips for Gods sake, I need to get boat ready when I get back.

I just like this picture of Blake which is why I put it on here.

Family pic! Minus one teenager....go figure!

Blake is fun to watch. He always does a great jump. He had a few good wipe outs too.

The restaurant with horrible customer service has the best bloody Mary I have ever tasted. We can't stay away of course.

Here is Cole about to do a huge face plant.

Wipe out!

When we get back to our house we see some elk crossing the street.

Today Cole told me that everyone at school thinks he is funny. I tell him he can thank me for that. He looks at me funny. I say what you don't think I'm funny????? He says...."I think Daddy is funny". Oh how he bruised my ego. Then he goes on to tell me he thinks I say weird things but I fart a lot and that's funny. All I can think is I hope he is not telling his teachers and his friends parents this!

Last night I asked Blake to set his alarm. I told him his ride would be here at 6:50. Thank God I set my alarm too. I woke Blake up and asked him what happened to his alarm. He tells me he doesn't know because he did set it. As he is walking out the door his alarm goes off. So he set it for the time I told him he was being picked up. Are all teenagers air heads or is it just mine?????

Cole and Aidan had a few friends over after school. I gave them some popcorn to snack on. They are all at the island eating it. I have to laugh when I hear Cole tell is friend to eat one piece at a time. He tells him his Grandma told him you could choke and die if you eat more than one at a time. Then he tells him his Grandma even knows someone that that happened to. Of course she does for she is DEBBIE, WAAAA, WAAAAA, WAAAAA! The funniest part of the story is he tells him that Debbie always puts a lot of popcorn in her mouth at a time. He is surprised she hasn't died from it.

Day two of the Ski trip

I know I just lectured my oldest for being that "hey look at me kind of a guy". Looking at this picture of me I realize the apple didn't fall far from the tree.

So were on day two of our super fun ski trip. Cole and Aidan...aka...dumb and Dumber were in ski school the first day. That made for a most relaxing day. Today not so much.

The only better thing about a ski trip compared to a beach trip is your beer stays really cold. Oh yeah there is the fact that you don't have to sport a swim suit too.

The mountain is breathtaking. The weather is really not bad.

I was glad to be going on this adventure with my friend Ashley because she said she didn't ski. Didn't ski my ass. Look at her! Though she is a little oblivious that she just knocked that person on their ass behind her. So day two she talks me into going skiing. I have only been two times in my life and neither one of those times turned out good. I get my overpriced rental gear and buy my overpriced lift ticket. I tell her there is no way I can go down anything but the bunny. She agrees and off we go. We get in line for the lift which scares the hell out of me. I have never gracefully made it off one of these. When we get to the front she tells the guy to slow it down for me to get on. I get on less than graceful and not so quietly. So up we go. I feel a little sick from the height and the wind is blowing it around a bit. I fear the end where I will have to get off this thing. I really just want to be that asshole that doesn't get off and rides it back down. All I can think is......why the HELL am I doing this?????? I hate to ski plus I suck at it. Were approaching the end and she is yelling at the guy to slow it down so I can get off. I'm just a little embarrassed doesn't help that the guy is not half bad. The guys says....."I can't slow this down, just grab my hand when you get off and I will hold you up". On any other occasion I would have ate this shit up but I'm too scared to care this time. Believe it or not I make it off not exactly gracefully but I make it.

The top of the mountain so truly breathtaking it does kind of make we want to learn to ski. That is for about 5 seconds flat. All of the sudden I realize this is NO bunny hill. I look over at Ashley who happens to be laughing her ass off and say......WHAT THE HELL IS THIS. She looks at me and says...."oh, you will be just fine", in her sweet Texas voice. Sweet my ass, this girl snowed me. I fall shortly after we start down the mountain. I can't get up, it's freakin hard to get up in all this get up. Ashley is standing there laughing at me when some guy comes to my rescue. Now if I were single this would be the place to pick up guys for sure. I get back up and we make it down this first little hill not gracefully but made it. It's nice for a while because it is flat, I think....this isn't half bad. That is until we come to the next hill that pretty much drops down to nothing. I look to my right and if I take off that way I could end up falling down a cliff. I tell Ash I can't do this. She is my cheerleader telling me I will be fine. I stand there for a few minutes No adrenaline is running through my veins it's pure fear. By the way I blame Mom..aka....Debbie for all this fear. It's all the years of freak accidents stories that she has filled my head with. She hates when I blame her for stuff. Sorry Debbie this one's on you. We start down and I stay to the left. At first I am doing alright. I start to lose it though. All I can hear is Ash yelling PIZZA. Instead of PIZZA I lean back, my ski's are straight and away I go. I'm yelling the whole time. I finally crash into some slushy ass mud. Ash comes down behind me laughing her ass off. I'm only half way down this super steep hill. I tell her there is no way I'm skiing down the other half. There she stands laughing as I am literally scooting down on my ass trying to push my way down with the poles. This is really hard to do by the way. I really want to kill her right now. All she keeps saying is....."I wish I had a camera".

I get almost to the bottom and she talks me into trying again. She tells me to ski over to her. I get up not so gracefully. I look like one of the hula dolls from the seventies that people used to sport in their cars. Once again she is like "ski over towards me".

I start over towards her and I lose it again. Next thing I know our ski's in locked together, yes we are still standing. Our bodies are facing each other and we are laughing our asses off. When I say facing each other I mean facing each other it looks like we are a couple about to make out on the mountain. We can't move because if we do we will fall. We can't stop laughing our asses off. I don't think I have laughed that hard in forever. I know we looked ridiculous. So we can't catch our breath because we are laughing so hard that we both wet our pants. All I have to say is this is another fine example of how bad it sucks to get old not to mention wet ski pants suck. After five straight minutes of non stop laughing she finally pushes her way off me. I recompose myself and think I need to get the HELL off this mountain.

The final hill puts us in another section that scares the piss out of me. It is where all the hills come together and there are skiers everywhere. I PIZZA all the way down and make it without a fall. I kick my ski's off beat the shit out of Ash in the snow and go get a beer. Now that last sentence is bullshit but don't think I wasn't thinking it. At least I can say I went down something besides a bunny hill.

Now I did not pump fear into this child I raised as Debbie did me. He snowboards down double black diamonds with no fear. No offence Debbie but there are somethings I did better as there are somethings you did better. Don't think I don't fear for him though. I just keep it to myself. Day two of this trip and only saw this one a handful of times.

Speaking of Debbie she is a regular reader of the blog. That is thanks to my twisted sisters brother in law who put an icon on her computer so she can go right to it. She used to only read when she came to visit and I could maneuver her to the entries that I wanted her to read. Today I'm checking my E-mail and I see that she has commented on one of my entries. I know this is not going to be good cause she is a little sharp with her tongue. On one of my last entries that was about our road trip to our ski vacation. I say I was fantasizing about my millionaire boyfriend and me on the beach. She says....Your millionaire boyfriend would have dumped your 41 year old ass for someone in their twenties. This means you are stuck back living with Grumps and Debbie! Ha ha Debbie, really funny! Now the funny thing is she thinks she posted this for the world to see. She did something where it only notified me through E-mail. Computer savvy she is not. Thank God, she would totally be throwing me under the bus in this blog if she knew what to do. Love you Debbie........just sayin! BTW, I learned everything from watching you!

While doing this entry tonight Blake came down to make himself a few hot dogs. He is standing in front of the fridge with it open saying......."Where are the buns"? I tell him they are in the fridge. He looks at me and says....."Where"? Seriously kid????? You want me to get up and look for the buns that you are in front of the fridge looking at?????? I tell him I think he is perfectly capable of finding them. Guess what he found them. So he sits across from me eating his third dinner of the night. His phone is beeping as if it's an alarm clock. He has text messages coming in at world record speed. He finishes, gets up and says..."Where's my black shorts"? I tell him the laundry room in the clean basket. He goes in there unable to find them. All I can think is REALLY KID????? Is this some kind of joke, can he really be this helpless. What have I done wrong??????? I tell him if I go in there and find those shorts his phone his mine. Guess what....he finds them. So he's standing there and I ask him a question not once but three times and get the same "WHAT" response. I look over at him and ask him if he is up in his room sniffing glue. He laughs and says he hates the smell of glue. Kids been home the last two days all locked up in his room. He only comes down to eat. He seriously acts like someone who has been up there sniffing glue! JUST SAYIN!

Who's that guy????

In my last post I said Blake has changed over night. My sweet little boy is no longer a sweet little boy. How does one grow muscles overnight???? I found this photo on his facebook page. I then had a little talk with him. I said don't be that "Hey look at me kind of guy". I said people will notice you have muscles without you posting pictures of them on the net. What does he do????? He laughs at me as if I'm crazy and stupid. Then he pretty much dismisses me. So I stand there dumb founded for a minute thinking.....is this what the next six years are going to be like. I want to shake him really hard and say give me back that sweet little boy, for this one is bullshit. Is there really something to that saying that old people like to say???? The one that goes "I love my child but I do not like him". I try again and say....If I were a middle school girl and if boys were posting pictures like this I would think they had a huge ego. He looks at me and very matter-o-factly says in his very deep new voice.....Well your not so don't worry about it. Seriously?????? Is this kid for real???? Who the hell does he think he is????? So I tell him listen I know you think I'm stupid and I don't know anything but someday you will realize I know what the hell I'm talking about. When you realize this I will expect an apology, some flowers, a nice card, and a new car! Then I tell him even if he thinks I know nothing he needs to suck it up listen and not say a word. This will make the next few years go a lot smoother. I refuse to spend the next six years like this. Gosh I just thought....there are two more of these beast coming behind him. Whats that song?????I need a vodka drink, I need a whiskey drink????? Well anyway that song is playing over and over in my head. While writing this I have to laugh just a little. I'm thinking here I am preaching to him about not being the "hey look at me" person on the net and I myself am kind of that person.

This picture was taken in Chicago this past July. I can't believe the change in his appearance in just a few months. It's like he went to bed one night and morphed into a man right under my nose.

This is the latest picture I took of him. I know I keep saying this but this shit freaks me out. I want my baby back. Why did Debbie have to be so right when she told me it was going to go fast????? See now I owe Debbie an apology for thinking she was crazy! Speaking of Mom...aka...Debbie Downer. I have a great story about her. Last night Blake had a track meet. I had to lock up one of the models where I work afterwards. It's very dark outside while I'm locking up. I'm on the phone with Debbie while doing this. I tell her what I'm doing. She's like do you have to check all the rooms before you lock up??? Me....NO, why would I have to check all the rooms??? She says what if someone is hiding in one of them. Me....I just laugh a little as a chill goes down my spine. Then she starts telling me how realtors have been murdered in the models before. THANKS DEBBIE, WAAAAA, WAAAAAA, WAAAAAAA!

A few tidbits from my day. My two youngest children....aka...dumb and dumber walked over to the place where I work after school. I was on a phone call catching up with a friend who I haven't talk to in a long time. They were supposed to be in my office working on homework. So here I am bragging about how great the kids are and how much they have grown up. All the sudden I hear this scream and then the crying is coming for me. It's Aidan crying. Cole punched him. Then Cole comes around the corner yelling trying to get his side of the story out. Now Cole does nothing quietly so there is no covering the phone so my friend won't hear. I put the phone down for a minute and say....... I'm on the phone have some mannors! I give them that very Mommy evil eye. I guess it doesn't scare them because they break out into a full on wrestling match. So I run into another room and shut the door hoping my friend is not hearing all this. Yes, I left them to beat the piss out of each other! Quit judging, I know it's awful. The next thing I know Aidan is banging on the door screaming as if he is being gutted. Even though I'm behind a closed door my friend hears this and says.....Do you need to go????? I say No, it will be fine. So now I walk out of the room pointing my finger at them while giving them the Mommy Evil Eye! I mouth to them U ARE DEAD WHEN I GET OFF THIS PHONE. Cole....aka...DRAMA....yells.....What do you mean we are dead when you get off the phone???? I'm sure my friend heard that but she didn't say anything. So now I run out of the house trying to talk hoping these people are not going to follow me. I am somewhat running down the street. Well here they come! My phone call gets cut short. I will not say what happened after this. I will say why is it that children like to make asses out of us while were on phone calls!

Last but not least. My head is totally up my ass lately. Today my kids were supposed to wear these marathon shirts they got at school. They were running laps in them. I remembered this two days ago but I lost it by today. So I'm standing outside waiting for them to get out of school. Here comes a sea of cantalope colored shirts. I don't see one kid that does not have one on. That is everyone but my kids. I have failed again, lazy parenting at it's finest! Anyway stay tuned for more Spring Break pictures and stories.

I survived another Spring Break road trip

It's been a while since my last blog entry. It's because I have been on a road trip with these people I live with plus a few others. We headed out of Austin March 12 to New Mexico. We did the same trip last year. I have to say this is not my favorite trip. We were going skiing which might just be my least favorite trip. What's wrong with a beach trip????? You pack half the amount of clothes. All you have to worry about is sunscreen, cocktails, and sharks. I spent the night before scrambling to pack. I had all week. Hub's kept telling me to get it done so morphed into that little kid that does not like to be told what to do. I only hurt myself of course. I didn't get to bed till two am. We got on the road at 1:30 on Friday. Right before we left I saw that Hub's had thrown away this tree costume that I had made Aidan for a book report. He has a really bad habit of throwing things away before checking with anyone. So we get in the car I kind of feel like I'm settling in for sixteen hours of farts, burps, and "are we there yets". Were about an hour into the trip and I ask Hub's if he put the tree costume somewhere safe. He looks over at me and says.....I think so WHY? I say Aidan has to do a second presentation when he gets back(totally lying). He plays it cool and says....I put it in the laundry room. LIAR, LIAR, is what I want to say. I say nothing because I know now I have put him in a panic. I'm just trying to teach him a lesson.

On this trip Aidan was the equivalent to one of those tennis ball return things. I felt like he kept pinging me with balls. It first started out he was hot then he was cold, hot again, cold again, and so on and so on. Then Blake kept announcing every time he farted which was quite a bit. Cole was in the car behind us and Blake's friend was driving with us. Hub's of course had his ear phones on tuning us all out. At 3:45 I got the first....."How long have we been in this car" question. It's Aidan of course. 3:46 I got I'm starving....Aidan of course. Me NO response. 3:47.....I said I'm hungry. I can literally feel the balls hitting the back of my head. 3:48....How long till we get to the hotel??????? POW, POW, POW! 4:06....I never got lunch, mind you they got lunch before we left. 4:15....I can't find my socks and my feet are cold, POW, POW, POW! 4:17....I'm really starving. 4:18....I say eat some damn chips. 4:19....Aidan.....I don't like those chips. Me....EAT a donut. Blake looks up from his text message marathon and says....he had his share of donuts the rest are for Will and me. I hear this little OHHH, UGH, OHH, UGH, HUFF, PUFF, coming from Aidan. I ignore him. A few minutes later there is a little mumbling coming from the back. Aidan of course. I'm still ignoring him thinking in my head.....I can't hear you, I can't hear you. I can't take it any more so I yell....If you don't be shush up you will not ski! I tell him I have no problem sitting at the house with him while everyone goes but him. Does he shut up.....Hell NO! He tells me he is starving and starts to cry. My head is starting to hurt from all the balls that have pinged me in the back of the head in the last hour. This might just be the worst child in the world to drive with. 4:27...a little cry comes from the back of the car......BUT I WANT TO SNOWBOARD. I yell.......Then quit complaining back there. 4:29.....Aidan says....What movie are we watching next?????? We haven't even finished the one he is watching. I really want to scream as loud as I can to release some of this boiling blood! All I can think is WHY did I have kids. I imagine myself on a beach not looking road hard and put away wet with my millionaire boyfriend and NO kids.

4:38 we make our first stop. Oh the "ALLSUP'S" every time I stop in one of these the bathroom always has the aroma of some truckers last road side meal. 4:54 back on the road again. Armed with snacks and lotto tickets! I pushed Aidan into our car and I ran and got in my friend Ashley's car! I'm free! Somehow Aidan ended up in Ashley's car with us....WTF! How did this happen. I think Hub's had something to do with this.

The line for the bathroom was so long that a few of these people ran next door to Pizza Hut to drop the kids off at the pool. While traveling with Ash I realize she is a much better travel companion than Hub's. We talk about how it sucks getting old and how we have to do something before bathing suit season. Hub's just doesn't enjoy talking about this kind of crap. I read magazines while she drives and I give her little tidbits of what I'm reading about. One interesting thing I read was Elvis's doctor claims he died of extreme constipation not heart failure. Me personally I think he is full of shit! HAHA! Winnie from the wonder years is 35 years old! Who knew, now I feel real old. How could Winnie be 35???

I'm telling Ashley what a pain in the ass Aidan has been during this trip. He of course acts like an angel now.

While reading my magazines I see there is a book out with a dog named "Oogy". The word Oogy just makes me laugh out loud. When I was a kid my mom....aka...Debbie had a name for everything. Oogy was her name for Vagina. She used to tell me to make sure I washed my Oogy when I would take a bath. Thank God I still take pride in having a clean Oogy. My Hub's thanks you Debbie. I will never forget when I was about ten. My favorite show was Different Strokes. Arnold had a dream that the "Oogy" monsters were chasing him. I remember this moment as if it was yesterday. I was sitting there horrified that Vagina's with arms and legs were chasing him. I yelled for Debbie..........MOM, MOM, Arnold is being chased by Oogies! She then had to tell me that I really had a Vagina and not and Oogy. I kind of like Oogy better so I still refer to mine as an Oogy.

We finally pull into Angel Fire.....all that's running through my head is that most annoying Barry Manolo song.....ya know the one....."Looks like we made it". I'm just Thankful to get out of the car with these people!

My Mom...aka...Debbie bought the kids these cute Tiger hats! Don't think I didn't sport this hat on the slopes a time or two. The story behind them is their school mascot is a tiger.

So we are finally here! We got down to the ski lodge to get our lift tickets for the am. We learned from last year to get them the night before to avoid the long lines.

We head out to dinner. I walk in and tell the guy we have a party of fourteen. He looks at me and says....are they all here? Me....I say...No but they will be in the next two minutes. He tells me...I can't seat you all together. Me.....That's fine I don't want to sit with the kids anyway. I walk outside to get everyone. When I come back the guy points to three tables. The one table will fit all the kids, this is perfect. He has two more table that seat three people each. Now as much as I would love a girl table and a boy table, I ask the guy if we could push these two tables together. At first he is like No! I tell him the adults would like to sit together. He frickin rolls his eyes at me as if I'm asking for something un realistic. I'm thinking to myself....Seriously Dude???? We have three families about to drop a fortune on overpriced food and drinks and it's a problem to sit together. Mind you they are not busy. So everyone sits down and I'm giving the adults the short version to what happened. One of the guys looks over at this guy who is now clearly shit taking us to another employee. He calls him over and asks if there is a problem. The guy walks over and says...No problem. My friend asks if we could move to the next table that would fit us more comfortable. The guy flat out says....NO! His response is I would think you would want to be next to your kids so you could watch them. Alright I get that but we are not traveling with a bunch of toddlers, the youngest is eight. So we suck this awesome customer service up and probably get food with the guys spit in it. Might not be the worst thing I ever put in my mouth. All I can think is where did good customer service go????

Now Blake has become un recognizable to me lately not because of his know it all personality but because he does not look like the same kid he did a few months ago. It really freaks me out. Every time he speaks in that low voice. He hit puberty and his hair color changed, his voice changed, and his body changed. It's sad how fast that happened. I will have to post a picture of him from last years ski trip he really looks like a different person. I find myself calling his cell phone to listen to his baby voice since he has not changed his message. I can't believe I have a little man now. Mind you a man who thinks I know nothing and he knows all. I can't wait till he has kids of his own.

Blake is super excited to get on the slopes. Now he snowboards on double black diamonds which scares the piss out of me.

First day on the slopes! The gang is ready to go.

Love this picture, my legs look skinny. I don't know how or why but I'll take it!

The mountains are so beautiful. This is turning out alright kind of! Ski trips are a lot of work plus expensive. Kids are constantly losing their gloves and crap. The best part about it is the kids and Hubby's are worn out when we get home at night! Now you know what I mean right??????

Blake and his friend have a blast. Alright so it may be worth it to see how much fun they are having. Even though I can't help but think all this money could have put me in the shop. I could have totally had this un wanted belly fat sucked right out. When my kids read this later in life I hope they know they owe me one.

I'm the official picture taker for this trip. That and the official bloody Mary tester.

The next day we are at that same great restaurant. The kids are all skiing. My girlfriends and I decide to get some junk food and some bloody Marys. My friend Ashley asks the waitress for extra olives. The girl looks at her and says....this is not a snack bar. Another fine example of customer service has gone to shit.

So I'm behind as I said earlier on this. It is really March 26th. We are in fact back to reality which means the kids are back in school. This makes Mama very happy. I am back on my workout phase which never seems to work out for me. I did do good the last two days. Ask me next week and we will see. So Aidan asks me last night if I thought his teacher was hot. I was taken back a bit. I told him I did not really approve of an eight year old referring to a women as hot. That is unless it is 105 outside. He says...well do you???? I say Yes I think your teacher is very pretty. I tell him "Pretty" is a better way to describe "hot" at his age. He tells me Blake thinks his teacher is hot. This is a prime example of why the last one is screwed! Too much too soon! So the kids get home from school, they are in the driveway playing basketball. I settle in for some shit TV, mind you I did work out today! Aidan walks in just as the Miami housewivies are picking out a pig to roast. He looks at me and says.....why do you watch this???? All I'm thinking is he sounds just like Hub's! I say...I like it! He looks at me and says......How would you feel if you were that pig they were about to roast???? I tell him actually I feel like that pig often. He tell's me things like this are the reason he will never harm animals!

Anyway still here in LaLa land waiting to win big on the lotto! Sorry once again for bad grammer and miss spellings! Too tired to proof read.

Oh totally forgot the guys were out having a cold one. My friend was in the shower with the window open and totally caught them shit talking us! Men suck, just sayin!

Last picture, can you find the DOG in this picture?????????