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Mood: tired, Music: songbirds at the window


Me and Erin just playing on the ground

Mood: happy, Music: baby swing music in the background...
Imma slug... i haven't posted anything in quite a while... sorry.... but i'll make up for it soon.... in the meantime...

Mood: Extatic, Music: My snoring is the onlything I wanna here...
This is a Pic of Erin Grace... She's the love of my life...  She's also the reason I can't sleep at night...

Mood: Excited, Music: Juvenile-Back that AzzUp
We went to see Amber, our birthmother on Friday.  She looks amazing, although I feel bad because she is uncomfortable with that baby rolling around inside her.  We went to her OB/Gyn appointment with her and that was a wonderful experience.  It was nice to see everyone thats been looking after her these past 37 weeks and who will be seeing her through the next 3 or so.  We meet with our social worker for part 2 of our home study this Wednesday.  I supposed to have my autobiography done b y Tuesday, and I've put exactly 1 hour into it and it needs atleast 10 more to cover the items that are required to be in it.  So, instead of working on it, or the other part of the Home Study, I'm blogging on here and going to Baby Showers and stuff...  oh well... I guess I'll do it tomorrow instead of cleaning up from making a big mess this morning. 

So anyway... here are some pics from this past weekend...


and of course, here's a Dottie laying in the sun pic...

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Mood: cheerful, Music: Gettin' Jiggy Wit it - Will Smith
So as promised... the Happy Meal story... I'm gonna drag it out a little bit so it makes you feel like you waited for something...

Way back, almost a million years ago.  It was Sophmore Year in High School.... It was the Late 80's... 1987-1988 school year, i believe.   All school year long our Band leader (yes, I was a music geek in high school) had worked on getting everyone excited about the upcoming band trip.  The year before, he took us to our nation's capitol, and it sucked... cause I didn't go... but I heard that it wasn't a great time... only a good time... but I digress, so Mr. Hankey (thats what I call him now, cause during my Senior year, he turned into a giant stinky, steaming pile of poo), has been promising great things out of our next band trip.  We were going to Montreal, Quebec, Canada!!  WOOHOOO !!! All we had to do to get the price down of our trip was to sell some fruit... a couple of cases should do it... well needless to say, even in the thriving 1980's no one wanted a whole case of citris at $40+ a case, sight unseen, but me being the expert salesmen I am, I managed to sell 5 cases.  Granted, 2 cases were to my parents, but still it was 5 cases.  That should take the cost down quite a bit.  Then of course there was that whole delivering the fruit process... the 3 people didn't want to come pick up the fruit.  I wasn't going to carry it, I couldn't drive and these things were HEAVY!!!  so they sat in the kitchen... and sat and sat and then I found out what a fruit fly was.  So, needless to say, My parents and I effectively bought 5 cases of citris.  $220 worth of fruit, and only $80 of it was edible.   Glad I had a part time job as a paper boy. 

Skipping ahead a few months...

Its finally time for the trip.  Most of my friends are going.  Ed (real name) finds out he couldn't go about 2 weeks ahead of time, even though he did all the fund raising and such.  His mom and him had a fight and she said he couldn't go and wouldn't sign the permission slip.  Well little did anyof us know, she signed it and he could have gone... but thats skipping ahead... So as far as he knew he wasn't going.  So the morning of, we had to arrivie at school at 5AM.  No idea why, not like we didn't leave late anyway, but we were there at 5.  The Buses were there at 5:15am.  we loaded the buses with instruments and luggage starting at 6.  all 3 buses were loaded and ready for passengers at 7 am.  We all made last minute bathroom trips that lasted until 7:15.  We were supposed to leave at 7:20.   We were all packed into the buses for our 8+hour trip to Montreal, Quebec, Canada... So, finally, the buses start pulling forward at 7:45.  As we start down the main drag out of town, we see Ed walking to school and we all Wave, hoot, holler, scream, yell, etc, etc, etc at Ed and he just waves back.  Someone mentions "too bad Ed couldn't come with us".  Thats when our Band Director states "Ed is the reason why we left late.  He's supposed to be here.  His mom signed all the forms and everything.  We were waiting for him to show up."  Had this been communicated, I'm sure that at least 8 or 9 people would have called him and woke him up at 5 am to get him out of bed... but lets get back to the story at hand...

Had a pretty uneventful trip up to Montreal.  Sleeping, eating, singing, dancing inthe aisles, etc etc etc... 10 hours later... we're at the hotel... checking in and stuff.  I get my room, and instead of 4 people in the room , its just 2 of us.  I didn't say anything, neither did he... party time...

ok... I think I've bored you with enough details...

We performed a couple of different places in Montreal.  One of the places we went was a mall.  Well after the performance, we were allowed to shop and have lunch and whatever for about a 2 hour window.  I thought I brought all my money with me, but I didn't.  All I had was $20... Canadian.  Not nowing this, I went and bought an album... yes, a vinyl album... which one is not important.  if you ask nicely, I might tell you... So when I go to grab some money for lunch, I have $1 Canadian in my hand with a couple fo pennies, a Quarter and dime (American).  So basically, I started asking my fellow classmates, ok begging, for a hand out.  I even started using the line... "By me a Happy Meal, and I'll make you happy!"  It eventually worked.... Just needed to ask the right person...

Mood: Happy, Music: Nickelback.... duh

 

I, I’m driving black on black
Just got my license back
I got this feeling in my veins this train is coming off the track
I’ll ask polite if the devil needs a ride
Because the angel on my right ain’t hanging out with me tonight
I’m driving past your house while you were sneaking out
I got the car door opened up so you can jump in on the run
Your mom don’t know that you were missing
She’d be pissed if she could see the parts of you that I’ve been kissing
Screamin’
 
No, we’re never gonna quit
Ain’t nothing wrong with it
Just acting like we’re animals
No, no matter where we go
‘Cause everybody knows
We’re just a couple of animals
 
So come on baby, get in
Get in, just get in
Check out the trouble we’re in
 
You’re beside me on the seat
Got your hand between my knees
And you control how fast we go by just how hard you wanna squeeze
It’s hard to steer when you’re breathing in my ear
But I got both hands on the wheel while you got both hands on my gears
By now, no doubt that we were heading south
I guess nobody ever taught her not to speak with a full mouth
‘Cause this was it, like flicking on a switch
It felt so good I almost drove into the ditch
I’m screamin’
 
No, we’re never gonna quit
Ain’t nothing wrong with it
Just acting like we’re animals
No, no matter where we go
‘Cause everybody knows
We’re just a couple of animals
 
So come on baby, get in
Get in, just get in
Look at the trouble we’re in
 
We were parked out by the tracks
We’re sitting in the back
And we just started getting busy
When she whispered “what was that?”
The wind, I think ‘cause no one else knows where we are
And that was when she started screamin’
“That’s my dad outside the car!”
Oh please, the keys, they’re not in the ignition
Must have wound up on the floor while
we were switching our positions
I guess they knew that she was missing
As I tried to tell her dad it was her mouth that I was kissing
Screamin’
 
No, we’re never gonna quit
Ain’t nothing wrong with it
Just acting like we’re animals
No, no matter where we go
‘Cause everybody knows
We’re just a couple animals
 
So come on baby, get in
We’re just a couple of animals
Get in, just get in
Ain’t nothing wrong with it
Check out the trouble we’re in
Get in, just get in