It's good to be back?

I did a lot of this over the weekend. Big fat buffets with bacon. I don't eat bacon, but I did this weekend. I barely eat breakfast but this weekend I ate what's in this photo then went up for more. I ate more this weekend than I do in a week, I drank more this weekend than I do in a month. I read a years worth of magazines. I laughed so hard I cried. I am sad it is over.

I came home to a messy, chaotic house with kids who missed me who thought I should have called more. I thought talking to them FOUR times was enough but apparently not.

There were pumpkins that needed carved and that's what was done.

I woke up today wondering who was going to cook me bacon and no one did. The wines gone, the friends went home but I do have some more magazines I can read.

I am a bit sad but alot happy that I had such a great weekend. Maybe next time we can push it to 3 nights. 

Ty missed the boat

Ty Pennington did not hire my husband. Ty did not even make an appearance. The work they told Kurt he was going to do did not appear. He did basic painting and they brought in the LA people to do the other stuff. The only person he saw was the guy with the glasses. When Kurt was leaving after being there for 10 hours, a security guard told him to move over so he wouldn't get into the shot.

So I will not become a wealthy vagabond but I will be going away over the weekend with some girlfriends to a cabin in the woods. There will be lots of wine and snacks and wine and food and wine. Two nights away has not happened in 5 years since I went away for my 40th birthday. I was very excited about this UNTIL I TOLD MY KIDS.

You would have thought I had killed our cat.

Aaron: That's the day of the Halloween parade!!!

Ella: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Aaron: Why don't you just go away for Christmas too!

Ella: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Aaron: Why do you always have to go somewhere?

Me (in my head): WTF!?!?

I have been made to feel guilty for the past week so needless to say I need this weekend even more.

Ty Pennington, hire my husband

Extreme Makeover Home Edition is in Pittsburgh this week. My husband is doing some form of pictorial painting at the house today. He had to be there at 3:30 this morning to start work. Our plan is for Ty Pennington to love him so much that he will hire him and we will be wealthy vagabonds traveling the country changing peoples lives.

At the very least we hope he is offered is own HGTV show. He is fully prepared to shave his chest, get a tattoo and work out. Hell i'll even shave my chest also. Wish us luck!

My son's teacher asked if I could make Aaron a Dr. Silverfish costume from a book called "How to be Perfect in Three Days". Of course I said "Sure, no probem" because I can't say no. I ask Aaron later "What does he look like?"

He says "He has a shirt with palm trees, zebra pants, a hat with 2 feathers, a 1/2 a bow tie and one mitten"

Hmmmm

So off to the thrift store we went.

I had to cut down a 3xxx men's shirt and I markered zebra stripes on white pants.

Have I mentioned I have OCD?

When I took the outfit into school his teacher said "Oh, I told Aaron it didn't have to be exact, I hope you didn't go to too much trouble."

Of course I told her it was no problem, I had most of the stuff. I figured she didn't need to no that for 3 hours I colored in zebra stripes. (Hello, Obsessive Compulsive)

We have also gone pumpkin picking which includes feeding the animals at the petting zoo. I think they must starve them because by the time we got there at 10:30 in the morning they were in attack mode. Ella had a bottle and Aaron had food. The pigs were knocking each other over and then a llama would enter the mix and all Hell broke loose. I got bit by a goat. When we were walking away we heard a blood curdling kid scream I can only assume they lost a body part to some hungry donkey.

This cottage is what I need. Today my hormones are RAGING, I mean RAGING. One or two days a month I NEED a little tiny room to escape from everyone. This is not just for me this is for my loved ones also. No one needs to be around me today. My skin  feels like  an electric current is running through it and anyone who says or does anything is making my body just want to leap out. I am crying at everything. Any blog I have read today has made me sob like a baby. I know this will pass. I know tomorrow I will wake up and the switch will be turned off and I'll think "Whew, I made it for another month" But today I need a cottage like this tucked away from my house.

Or maybe this simpler cement shed where I could soundproof the walls so no one could here me scream.

I could also take a cue from the African women who all gather together when they are having their periods and they all take care of each other. Today the mud hut looks so appealing. So for know I will dream up what my little tiny cottage will look like and cry more tears for no apparent reason.  

EEK!

Ahhh!, it's October already. The chill was in the air today and it was time to get out the Halloween decorations. I finally feel like I got something accomplished. I have been feeling a bit out of sorts.  I got out my Halloween Garland I made last year and it made me realize how much I miss being crafty.

I have made some Christmas garlands for the past few years for a craft show and when I didn't get in last year I stopped.

I think I work better under pressure. 

I have to get in the mind set that it just makes me happy to do it and that

is a good enough reason.

I must pick up the hot glue gun and get my crafty ass back to being crafty.