What a Weekend!

Can I tell you how much fun we had? On Friday morning, we headed down to Orlando for a four day stay at the Nickelodeon Hotel with my son and nephew in tow.

The boys didn't know ahead of time and I purposefully kept it that way. When we pulled into the parking lot, the car exploded into shouts and dramatic shouts of "my dream come trues." That was just at the parking lot. They had no idea what awaited them:

The hotel was great for a 5 and 6 year old. They met some friends:

They swam:

They goofed:

They got along!

They smiled:

That was worth it right there. But, the Boy got picked for a poolside show and was ecstatic. He was on the Blue team for the game "When Life Hands You Lemons, You Make Lemonade" He was the "cup" and the team took "lemons" and squeezed them into the "cup." The first to the finish line won. Unfortunately, his team lost, but Below is what happens to the winners!

Even though his team didn't win, the workers were so sweet to the kids.

In fact, everyone at the hotel was sweet - out of their ever living minds - but sweet. The kids loved every second. The Boy exclaimed with arms outstretched, "I love this place!" and "I want to live at Nickelodeon." They were sad to go. The fun they had, the memories, it was worth every second.

On a side note: I got to catch up with three wonderful ladies. The Happy Family welcomed the Boy and I into their home. The kids all got along wonderfully, my son discovered lizards. Then I met Sticks and Bou came with her family. It was great. So much fun catching up with these people in person rather then on their blogs. I love putting faces to the blog voice!

Thank you VW for your hospitality. Thank for Sticks and Bou for showing up to meet the Boy!

It was a fabulous weekend and now, I need to get back to work! Hope yours was wonderful too.

Whew!

What a day! The weather was wacky. Sometimes sunny, sometimes raining, sometimes both!

And the Boy - holy crap! He was so out of character. Like he was mainlining sugar. Bouncing off walls, off chairs. Not listening to anything. He even got spanked - twice! Yet, still, a nut. I'm thinking the erratic weather has him a bit stir crazy!

The puppy and cat had a cat fight. The dog ate popcorn. The husband ate roast. The cousin cleaned! Whoo Hoo!

Oh, yesterday we attended a gun raffle, you know, cause us Pennsylvanians cling to our religion and guns - but seriously, we apparently breed within the family as well! Good Gawd!

So, that was my erratic, nutty weekend. Not that any of you cared, but, there it is.

Next weekend, I will bask in the smoke and smog of Florida -- See ya there!

Worth it

Almost makes it worth it to put up with piddle puddles!

Harley!

Hey ya'll meet Harley-girl. Our new puppy. We met her and couldn't leave her at the beastly place she was living, so she came home with me. If I could have, I would have brought all the puppies home. The people who had her were not nice and I don't think they were feeding her. So, meet Harley. She helped point out the weeds past my back patio, and helped the Boy get good and dirty. He is in love with her, and we all like her too. Check out her one blue eye! She is part aussie shep. part coonhound and part something else. But darn cute. She is 9 weeks old.

Yes I'm a glutton for punishment, why do you ask?

Fish On!

Fish On! That is what I heard on Monday mid-day as I called my husband to ensure that my baby had not fallen out of the Jon-boat they'd taken out to fish. He had not. In fact, they were too busy to talk to me as they were wrassling a couple nice bass.

These two in fact.

The boys grilled these up, fried up some Walleye from a couple weekends back and ate dinner - WITHOUT ME.

But, seriously, isn't my Boy cute? The fish ain't bad neither.

War for Oil

Make no mistake, the war for oil - isn't being fought in Iraq. It is here, on our shores. The demobrats think it is good for them to tout the profits made by oil companies and their plan to take those profits from those private companies. TAKE THOSE PROFITS. How very Gestapo of them. But Gott save you if you want to freeze taxes at the pump.

Oil companies make about .10 cents a gallon on gas sold at the pump. The Federal government makes about .18 cents a gallon and the states average about .24 cents per gallon and some even more. So, tell me, who should be forced to disgorge their profits? I'm thinking since the government makes even more per gallon of gas than those evil oil companies who posted hefty profits, the government should have to pay up.

When are we going to hold our government and our democratic Congress accountable? It isn't the evil oil companies - it is our own government.