Do I look like I'm not legal?

Scott and I went to dinner Saturday night. I was seated and waiting for Scott and Allan to follow so I ordered a margarita swirl to drink while I waited. The middle aged server carded me! Really, do I not look like I'm 33? I've got the kids and the stretch marks to prove it. Scott said, "Why didn't the dude card me?"

Happy Hour

I am so MARRIED!!!!! HAPPILY!!! I went to mandatory happy hour with my boss Friday after work at this place called Republic. I was a cool place. I could really care less if I went because I'm so happily married. I'd rather be at home with my family. I'm glad I've found my life partner because it looks like hard work to be single and trying to "hook up." I'm such an ole' married woman. BORING!!! I know that because really I was just interested in the menu and the drinks. I haven't had a Malibu Bay Breeze in a long time.

To a married chick like myself, happy hour to me would entail my kids not calling out my name for an hour while I got to do something I wanted to do. You know, like reading, an uninterrupted nap, going to store ALONE. Things of that nature.

Taddle Telling

Today, I took Brandon and Ricky to Hurricane Harbor. They enjoyed the rides while I sat under the shade in my tankini and caught up on reading my People magazines. (I was behind one weeks issue.)

After three hours of doing my motherly duty, we came home were they enjoyed the pleasure of our pool. I was out to supervise so they played well without complaints.

Mom goes in the house to shower and somehow something changed in ten minutes.

Ricky: Mom, Brandon won't let me ride his scooter. I can't ride Allan's cause I'm too big for it.

Mom: (sigh) Uhhhhh, Really? (pause) Is Brandon riding it?

Ricky: Yes!

OMG!!!! Last time I checked, I only had one two year old. And I'm not refereeing! Especially, when Ricky was the former owner of one and decide to take it apart to rebuild it and it didn't work out. Does it ever stop?!

I'll have to reimplement an old rule they are familiar with from their toddler days: If you taddle tell, and I don't see blood or broken bones, you lose privileges.

Bad Day!

Today my office want electronic. That means no paper charts. Let me tell you, it SUCKED!!!! For the past month, I've been in training every Friday, with ten different people telling you ten different things. From one Friday to the next, I forgot most of the info. This is suppose to make my life easier, I shall see. Time will tell.

Split second

Last Wednesday, on my way home from work on Mac Arthur and Hunter Ferrell, (side streets, I don't travel the highway) I witnessed a young guy wreck driving his crotch rocket. He had wrecked alone. Right before my eyes, I could see this explosion of Suzuki parts flying everywhere. I dialed 911 and stated there was possibly a fatality with brain matter on the road. His helmet lied a few feet away. I didn't want to look or stop because it hit too close to home. Suddenly all these good Samaritans stopped so I felt o.k. to drive on. I had done my part calling the emergency response system. I drove by with this sick, empty, bottomless stomach pit feeling. He was like a rag doll.

I wondered if he would be alright all that evening and the few days following, it was still on my mind. I expressed my concern to Scott and asked how I could find out if he survived. He said if there was orange paint on the road he probably was a goner.

The next day I drove by the accident scene and it looked like there was possibly orange paint. I wasn't really certain because it looked a little faded. Then, it was confirmed for me when I drove by on Monday. Someone had placed a cross there. I didn't even know this guy and I still felt an empty sick feeling to my stomach. I had prayed he would be o.k.

Happy Birthday Scott!!!

Scott, happy 1st anniversary of your 40th birthday!

All but Elena went to Benihana's to celebrate my hubby's b-day. She missed out to go visit her beloved maternal grandmother. Ricky being the meat and potatoes kinda guy he is was hesitant to go. If he's unfamiliar with it, he doesn't want to try it. He tried it reluctantly and like it. I love it, on the other hand.

Later that evening......................................................

Scott: (jokingly) What do you think if I dyed my hair black?

Helen: (being brutally honest) If you want to look stupid, go right ahead?

Yeah, don't think he's going to do it.

Summer Family Fun

Some of my family was over hanging out swimming. Scott and Benny were finishing up on the deck. Check it out!!!!

No trunks

Allan, where did your swin trunks go?

Pool

O.K. for a while now Scott and I have been thinking about having a pool installed. We considered gunnite, above ground and fiber glass pools. We finally settled on an above ground pool. (Are we now officially WT or what?) It's four feet around the outside and five feet in the center.

Check out the deck my brother, Benny, built in the triple digit weather, with Scott as his assistant. They did an awesome job! It isn't finished though. This weekend Benny is coming over to put the hand rails around the deck and build the steps. Thanks for spending y'alls Father's Day working hard!

Father's Day

You're too HOT

to be someone's DAD!!!!

Thank you for being the great Dad you are!

(Elena isn't pictured because she was sick from heat exhaustion from spending her day at Six Flags with my brother, Theo, and sister-in-law, Jennifer. Ricky was away for the weekend.)

"No speake English"

This afternoon I went to fill up my Honda with gas @ $3.93 a gallon..........which I'm sure all of you agree is absurd!!! I observed this nicely dressed Canadian lady approach this clearly "very" Latina lady (It was in the triple digits today and she was wearing a dress and heels.............to go to a fiesta at the Parke. LOL!!) stepping into her Expedition with her children. The Canadian lady was asking her for money. I told Elena, "We'll be her next victim. I'm going to tell her I don't speak English, so don't say anything."

Canadian: (taps on my window) Ma'am I hate to bother you, (Classic!) but............

Me: (in a Spanish accent) No speake English!

Canadian: (to my dismay...............busted out speaking SPANISH!) Nessicito denero para mi car. (The rest was Spanglish)

Me: (wearing my shades and totally thrown for a loop) I sorry. No money.

Basically, she needed $40. to purchase a part for her car (which I hear is a new scam.........nicely dressed people soliciting for a handout because their car is broke down) because it broke down on her and her kids. I didn't see "the" broke down car with any kids. Even if I did, I would have said no. I guess, Im heartless! But I don't have a problem with it. I would have offered to lend her my phone. She had money visibly given to her by some other sucker so she could have used the pay phone to call someone who cared.

Those people can get up everyday, like I do and go to work. No one gives me a "free" hand out. Another thing, I just spent $50. and got F@#! by the gas and oil company, so that probaly isn't a good location to be begging for money.

Good Intentions

This evening, after dinner, we drove all the way to Hurricane Harbor only to find out it was closed. They closed at 7 tonight. The kids were disappointed especially Allan. He wanted to go to "the pool."

They wanted to go to Six Flags since our plan didn't work out, but we were all in our swim suits. We all agreed to go to Braums instead. As you can see by the pic below, I'm not fat for no reason. I LOVE ice cream!!!!! I enjoyed evvvvvvvvery bite of calories and fat grams as it melted in my mouth. There was so much chocolate on it, it was sickening, but AWESOME!!!

Smells like a rose

Apparently, Allan can't tolerate the smell of poop.............not even his own. He starts to gag and he even vomits.

Two nights ago, he pottied in his training chair before he jumped in the tub for his bath. Then, he came running out of the bathroom telling me he pooped. I was like, "Yeah! High five!!" He said, "Dump it!"

God Father

While Ricky, Allan and I went to the end of season baseball pool party, Scott, Elena and Brandon went to Scott's God child's high school graduation. Believe it or not he's a "God Father."

I've been harping on Scott since I met him to be a better God parent because I had such crappy ones. I remember meeting my God mother once and I wouldn't be able to pick her out from a line up today. I don't recall ever meeting my God Father at all. And these people were supposed to be responsible for my well being if something tragic happened to my parents?! My mom said my Dad was drunk when he selected them. Thanks Dad!!!

About Justin and the graduation, he graduated from Ferris where I graduated from. I graduated with a class of 70 students 15 years ago. (Gosh, I'm getting old!) In his graduation class there were 120 students. (Twenty not included in that total didn't pass the TAKS test or there would have been 140.)

Ferris is really growing! Scott said the graduating class was about 90% Hispanic. Back in the day, it was 33% Hispanic, 33% Black and 33% white. Give or take with the remaining 1%. I thought other ethnicity's where only in the movies cause they didn't exist where I was from. Well, with the exception of the Chinese dude that owned the Get N Go. He later moved to his home county when he was robbed and beaten.

Slacker

O.k. this week I've been a total slacker in regards to blogging. The kids are out for summer vacation. Elena and Ricky's last day was May 30th and Brandon's was June 4th. Elena and Ricky spent all last week with their maternal grandparents which meant it was just me, Scott and the boy.


Allan missed them greatly! He would come home and talk my ear off. Some of that was built up energy from not expressing himself at "Big Boy" school................which by the way, he's cried every morning except one at drop off time. How horrible did I feel?!

Other than that, Scott and I enjoyed our little break which we rarely get and Elena and Ricky enjoyed spending time with my parents.

Big Boy School

Allan was pumped and eager to go to "big boy school." Then, it was time for Mommy and Daddy to leave and the fear set in. My heart was aching hearing him cry. I know he was fine though. I called thirty minutes after I dropped him off. His morning teacher, Dwana, (I know what you are thinking..................she's not Canadian.) said she held him the entire time during chapel.

I was impressed she called me at lunch time to give me an update. She said he was coming around and starting to play with the other kids. She also said he didn't have an accident, but he "wee wee," as Allan calls it, wasn't pointing the right direction, so he got it on him." Although he had an extra change of clothes, which he changed to, they WASHED his clothes!!!!

He was happy to see me when I picked him up. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day for him as far as comfort.

New Bedding

O.k. Scott, I know I just bought new bedding a few months ago, but it's a new season!. Why don't you understand?! I haven't even asked you to hang any new decorations......................yet. When I asked to borrow the electric screw driver that doesn't mean I was asking for help, (Don't you have any confidence in me?) but I'm thankful you did.

Happy Birthday Mom!

My brothers David and Theo coordinated our moms birthday dinner, which is surprising. Usually, I'm the one in charge of the plans and details. I was impressed they pulled it off on their own. Way to go!

Anyway, what do you buy for a person who has everything? I have this dilemma all the time! I mean, Mother's Day was last month and I struggled with that gift idea. I am a firm believer in time being the best gift of all. (You hear that kids?) After dinner, we all went to Theo and Jennifer's house to hang out. If you guys have ever met my three brothers, you don't need alcohol to be entertained. They are hilarious! I hope you enjoyed it Mom because I did.

Flash Back

When I first met Bran he was a year and a half, he was very needy and afraid of everything! He couldn't take a bath without crying. He would cry and SCREAM if his hair got wet or water touched his ears. He couldn't sleep alone and had to have the light on. Scott couldn't leave his sight because he would say, "Where'd my Daddy go?" repeatedly. Those are just a few example.

I took Allan and Bran to Hurricane Harbor for a couple hours on Saturday. Last summer, Allan was a huge fan of the water. But as you can see with the pic below, he didn't want to test the water unless Bran would carry him. Flash back.............Bran would do the same thing. I vividly remember, Elena mothering him and me trying to convince him it was o.k. Of course, Bran doesn't remember any of this.

After an hour Allan became acclimated.............Thank God!!!

Check out the chick that needs a cover up. Yeah, she doesn't have any friends.