RIP Kate.

This insomnia thing has got to stop.

I am exhausted.

So it was my parents' 28th anniversary yesterday, June 28. Our family has this thing with numbers, so it was a special year. I gave them a card with a rhinestone champaigne glass on it and wrote that since I could not treat them like a King & Queen on their anniversary this year, the least I could do was go send them to see one. So yeah, got them tickets to go see "The King & I" at the Festival. They got pretty misty-eyed and Dad mumbled something about how I get my cleverness from him. All this only just proves I am the corniest person in the entire world.

A while ago I also got my father tickets to see the Jays play on August 24, for his birthday which is August 25. Four tickets so he could take whomever he chose. Naturally he chose mom and then after some thought he decided that he'd rather have SO & I come with him than any of his friends or whatever. So yay!

V. tired as new job + old job = two jobs. Gah! Both require a lot of energy/attention and splitting the two up is getting tiresome. Meh. It's a job and I can't complain because there are folks out there without one, but at the same time what good am I to them if I have a total breakdown? Hmm?

Anyway. Gonna try to sneak a nap in when nobody's looking.

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Saw the Hulk last night.

Then I didn't sleep till about 4:30 am. Then woke up at 5:30 am in a panic believing I'd slept in.

Exhausted.

Signed a contract today; my job is officially permanent and also officially doubled. I now do both logistics work and am at reception taking calls and greeting people. Gah. This is good because YAY job but bad because BAH I HAVE TO BE PLEASANT ALL DAY.

hehehe

"Let this be the biggest invasion of Canada from the United States since the War of 1812. Bring them on."

The questions have been filling up the days I can see, which I love because I love asking/answering things. It's that whole learning process thing I guess. You find out things about people you wouldn't normally find out when you ask these sorts of questions.

My dad came over yesterday to see me, and of course he took one look at my pitiful garden and started working on it. We went and got morning glorys and planted them and now it looks all nice. I just have to keep remembering to water it.

I've worked eleventy bajillion hours of overtime this week, including the weekend. It's taking its toll on me and I'm exhausted and weary. But I've also been having these little "second-wind" pockets where I dance around the office and hum to myself. People are starting to wonder about me hahahaa. One lady asked me what could have caused the great change in me and I told her it was when I went home for lunch and had an uninterrupted meal. She just laughed but I think she knew what I meant.

I keep having to cancel my lunch plans with S and that is becoming aggravating. How and when does this change occur? Before this it was a phone call and a few minutes of preparation and we were there. Now it is back and forth emailing for no less than a week and a last minute cancellation. Feh. I want life to be simple again.

I keep forgetting to get my crazy-go-nuts photos developed. I'm sure they will be hilarious because I don't remember exactly what I took photos of. Perhaps they will all be photos of the wall or my shoe or anything but what I wanted the picture of. That weekend was a blast and totally rejuvinated me. I need to do that more often I think...

I've been reading old Sherlock Holmes stories for kicks and they were pretty fun/interesting. I also have a huge volume of Poe writing that I have neglected for a long while, I may dive into that this week. I want to start reading more because it makes my brain happy. I'm a bookworm always have been. Doesn't matter what genre, throw it at me and I will devour it.

Ok time to go water my garden.

questions for cenopussy...

1. If you could go back in time and hang out with anyone you wished, who would you choose? What do you suppose the time you spent together would be like? Why did you choose this person?

2. Do you have a mental escape, or have you ever had one? I mean a daydream. What was/is it about? What makes it good for you?

3. What do you do when you've had a hard day? How do you pamper yourself? Do you have any rituals you go through that makes you feel like you again?

4. You've been given a large suitcase and an hour to pack. Take only what you can carry in it and the rest must stay behind. What would you fill the suitcase with?

5. What is your favorite childhood memory?

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Hope these aren't too personal, you can refuse to answer any of them if you wish. :) If you have any questions for me, you may fire at will.

1. After getting married, was there ever a time when you concidered divorce and why or why not?

Bah. Of course I have. Every day! :p

No seriously, I think I've only ever once given it any serious thought, we were going through some very tough times that I really don't feel comfortable talking about on an online journal. But I like to stick to things that I think are worth it, and I never once actually brought up the "D" word. I just sort of mulled it over in my head and thought "nope, that would be incredibly stupid." And that was that.

2. What impact (emotional, physical and spiritual) did having kids have on you?

Oh man. Well. When I first got pregnant with C it was a pretty emotional time because, she wasn't exactly a planned thing and everybody was all up in arms about the fact that I refused to marry SO just because I got pregnant. So my pregnancy I felt pretty much alone because my mother totally shut me out and wouldn't answer my questions when I felt certain things. And while my father grudgingly admitted that he was ok with it after giving it thought, he couldn't exactly help me with my questions either. I turned to a magnificent book, What to Expect When You're Expecting that answered a lot for me. And SO's mom was a little more helpful but not much. My friend S had already had a kid years before this so she was there as well but in all I felt pretty alone. I won't lie, I did consider abortion and something inside me just couldn't do it.

My labor with C was very long and very hard. They had to put me on this drip that basically pumped a fake hormone into my body to force it into labor. Because it was an artifice they had to drag it out longer and pace it just right. Which meant more pain. After she was finally born my body was bruised and beaten but I was happy. Then she got dehydration (she was born hungry, I hadn't produced any milk yet, it was the hottest weekend in May that year etc) and they took her away and put her in an incubator and stuck an IV into her all before telling me what was wrong. I was a complete wreck and cried my eyes out.

The first few months with her was an emotional roller coaster. She made me feel so happy and then so tired and then so exasperated and then so happy again. I also went through a terrible bout of post-partum depression that lasted about a year.

As she grew older, I grew with her, in a way. And my heart grew to bursting point every day. I can't really explain it. Parenting certainly isn't all peaches and cream, but there are days when I cry from happiness over something she has said or done.

When I found out I was pregnant with K, I really didn't know what to think. I was a little conflicted because again, it wasn't planned or anything, he just sort of happened. Before you go on a tirade about contraceptives, let me tell you that C was a birth control baby, and K was a birth control/condom combination. When LIFE wants to happen, it happens, by hook or by crook.

Anyway, my pregnancy with K was a very hard one, I slept a lot more he really drained me and then running after C was not helping with the drained feeling. I also was planning my own wedding and looking for a new house to fit the new addition that was coming to our family. Very stressful as I'm sure you can imagine. I also had to deal with grieving over someone special to me in the process. My emotion/spirit was conflicted and all over the place and there are days when I would go to sleep and almost wish I didn't wake up. I wasn't suicidal or anything, just soulfully weary. If that makes any sense.

My labor with K was very hard, this time natural but again, long. When I finally gave birth to him I was totally exhausted, and then there were complications with the afterbirth. They had to do a D&C (minus the dialation, since I was already expanded from the birthing process) without any anesthetic or anything, just strapped an oxygen mask on me and begged me to keep breathing. I almost died. I saw the white light and everything. I bled enough to go through the mattress of the hospital bed. I wasn't allowed to sit up until 2 days later.

After K I combatted post-partum depression again, but this round wasn't so bad because I recognized the symptoms and did things to keep it away.

My children make my heart smile like sunshine. But they also break it on a daily basis too. The calling of parenthood is a hard and happy road.

I hope this answers your question.

3. When you think of someone you've met online, does your impression of them change after you've seen their picture?

Nope. I'm not really concerned with what a person looks like.

4. What dark secret brought you to the web (online chatting, LJ, etc.) and why did you stay?

No "dark secret" brought me here. Just a healthy dose of curiousity. Why did I stay? I really don't know. Good people. Amusement.

5. If you could do one thing to make the world a better place, what would you do and why haven't you done it (or if you are doing / have done it, did you get the desired results)?

I suppose I could say something like "eradicate war", but even war has its place in the natural pace of things. The world is so huge, and I am only one person. I don't really know how to answer this question, because I think that "the world" as a collective cannot be made better just by one, but by everyone each doing their part. If a few don't, it shows. The effects can be enormous.

Ok I'm tired. That parenting one just wiped me out.

1. Of all the places you have lived, which was your favorite? Why? Did you have a particular room that you preferred to the others? Describe a typical day in this room.

2. What is your evening routine?

3. Do you play any musical instruments? Why did you choose to learn that particular instrument? If the answer is no, which instrument have you always wanted to learn, and why? What stops you from learning it now?

4. What is one book you would recommend to just about anyone? Why?

5. If I were to look into your refridgerator, what would I find? What sort of meal could I make with the contents of JUST your fridge/freezer?

1. Who was your favorite cartoon character as a child and why?

Swoop from transformers. He was a dumb dinobot but he had a great voice that totally cracked me up. I also liked Cringer when he was Cringer, not when he was Battlecat, from He-Man. He just made me laugh a lot. I also loved Pepe Le Peu. His hijinx would leave me gasping on the floor for breath after laughing so much.

2. Who was your worst break up. Explain.

My worst break up was best explained here. If you don't know who it is, Laura, then you've been sleeping under a rock for a decade.

3. Who was your teenage heartthrob hunny?

hahaha. River Phoenix! Even after he died. I was a morbid teen.

4. Top 5 songs you hate.

There are so many to choose from. But for you, I'll try and make a list. "How Bizarre" by OMC. "Old Apartment" by Bare Naked Ladies. That new version of "Landslide" by the Dixie Cups. er, Chicks. For that matter, anything sung by the Dixie Chicks. That's four. Is four enough? My brain hurts.

5. Favorite flavour of chip.

Ketchup!

had a blast at buck and doe last night, so glad i went. more later. too hung over.

1. Do you ever have recurring dreams? What is your most common dream? What do you think it means?

2. Who was your first real kiss? Was it nice or was it not so nice? Do you still know them?

3. Next time you go to the grocery store, take a look inside your cart. What would its contents tell me about you?

4. Give me a bouquet of movies. What movie would you make me watch to: cry, laugh, be on the edge of my seat, be creeped out, be angered, be slightly amused but a bit embarrased that I'm watching it because it sucks, and a movie that I could discuss with just about anyone over coffee for interesting conversation.

5. If you had to fill a garden with flowers, which would you choose? Describe their color, scent, overall effects on you. What makes these plants special to you?

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(ps wamckee, did you want some questions of your very own?)

1)what's the first thing you can remember?

I can remember my brother coming home from the hospital. I was 18 months old. I didn't want him there at first and begged my mom to take him back! hah. Then my mom was doing something in the kitchen and I snuck into the room he was sleeping in inside his carseat. I sat beside him and played with his hands and told him stories. I decided he could stay after all.

Between then and the age of three, it's a blur. But I remember that moment.

2)sum up whatever philosophy on life you have in a sentence or two.

Nothing is trivial. You are loved. Learn to let go.

3)what do you get truly depressed about?

This is a tough one, since I've got it in me to be depressed about pretty much anything, if the mood hits me right. I'd have to say people I care about getting hurt and my lack of ability to do anything to make it better.

4)what nonobvious, unique things do you get inanely excited about (to the point where people start to look at you strangely)?

Ohhh man. hahha! Lots of things. I get excited when the control # on the invoices I get are a certain combination of numbers. It's like "oooo lookit, 123456! what a great control number!" haha. I'm a dork. Or I am getting really excited about the Hulk movie, even though I know it is kind of going to suck, it's the Hulk, man! My favortiest of favorites. Or I get excited when they make my favorite kind of muffins in the cafeteria at work. I even have a little "yay they have my favorite kind of muffins in the cafeteria at work today" dance. I get excited when I open a new notebook to write in. Everything is clean, I can do anything with the book! By the end of the book it's all ragged and sloppy and a mess, but that first page or two is pretty exciting. I get excited when there are fresh strawberries at the grocery store. "Honey look! Strawberries? Can we pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease get some?" people stare. meh. I get excited over questions like these. ;)

5)do you get along with females or males better? and why?

Hmmm. Tricky. Honestly? I think I get along with males better. Maybe it's an opposite ends of the magnet thing. Maybe it's because they seem (big emphasis on that) less catty. Maybe it's because while it's fun doing girl things, like buying a new pair of shoes or whatever, boy things seem more fun. Maybe it's because if I ask a guy 'hey, does this outfit look ridiculous?' or 'do I have something on my face?' they will tell me. There are a few girlfriends of mine who display a lot of these traits and that's why they are my friends. With a guy I dunno, you can relax I guess. Be more yourself and less worried. Maybe it's the underlying sexual tension. (Ok maybe that last part was a lie.)

That was fun! Thanks. :)

freyja and spiritchewel, i haven't forgotten you. i will answer/ask when i am less stressed. probably tomorrow morning.

same with you, moonflower123

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I like my job.

1. Who was your first real crush? Did anything become of it or did it remain secret? Are you still in contact with this person?

2. What is one thing you always wanted when you were a kid, but never got?

3. What does summer feel like to you? Describe it to me as if I were blind.

4. What is your favorite movie, how many times have you watched it, and what makes it your favorite?

5. Tell me one thing about yourself that I don't already know, that you think might shock me.

1. What is your favorite holiday memory? What makes it so?

2. Give me a bouquet of sound. What song would you listen to when you are: mad, sad, jealous, happy, bouncy, woeful, grieving, jubilant, sleepy, sexy, randy, silly, you?

3. Who was your favorite grade school teacher? Why?

4. What is your favorite smell, and what memory is tied in with this smell?

5. If you could make a robot that did just one thing perfectly, what would that one thing be?

1. What's the best and worst thing about having kids?

Best thing: The way they make you see the world differently. The unexpected hugs. The crazy artwork that's supposed to be "you, mummy!" Seeing their sleepy smiles as you tell them a story before bed. The way they make your heart so full it spills over. Their laughter.

Worst thing: Loss of privacy. Inability to just pick up and go (it literally takes no less than 20 minutes to get out the door with them). Knowing that sometimes they will get hurt and you can't fix it. Being afraid for them (there's a lot in that big scary world to be afraid of).

Those are just some things off the top of my head.

2. If money and job and kids and anything, etc wasn't an issue, where would you want to live? (Or put another way, where would you want to retire to, if you had no cares in the world?)

I would travel. I would travel all over the place. But my roots would be exactly where I am right now. I like where I live. I just wish I could travel more. Wandering spirit, I s'pose...

3. What's the stupidest stereotype you're encountered about Canadians?

Oh, man, there are so many! I get the "say aboot" and the "eh" one a lot. Or once I saw some people from down south come up in PARKAS in the middle of august thinking that they'd encounter all kinds of snow and shite. I think the one that bugs me the most is the "America Lite" title given to our Country. It's ignorant. I tend to just let it fall off my shoulders though, because hey, every country encounters people who believe the stereotypes. I don't think it's necessarily exclusive to Canada.

4. If the world were to end tomorrow, how would you spend tonight?

It would depend on whether I knew the world was going to end or not. ;) I always have a tough time answering a question like this, because I really don't know what I'd do. A lot of things would seem pretty pointless. I'd let my kids eat all kinds of goodies and not go to bed and do all that stuff that they think I don't let them do because I'm mean old mommy. More or less what I would do wouldn't matter so much as who I would do it with. I'd be with my family. Family is pretty important to me, because growing up it was the only stable part of my life. Everything else was constantly changing (we moved a lot) or traumatic (I've had a lot of crap to deal with).

5. What's your perfect/favorite meal?

Hmmm. This is another tough question. I'm not really a play favorites type, but today the answer to that would be, a rare steak (bloody), baked potato, lots of veggies on the side. A greek salad. Maybe caesar. Tall glass of wine. Some tiramisu for dessert. Something that makes me pat my tummy and purr like a kitten when I'm done. And a nap afterward.

My favorite meal of the day is dinner, because that is wind down from work time, and "tell me what you did today" time with the kids. They tell some pretty crazy stories sometimes.

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This five questions thing is fun! Who wants questions from me? Or who has some for me?

So I went out for coffee with ME on Thursday night, which was a bit of debacle because SO didn't come home until about 10 minutes after I was supposed to meet her at 9, and then when I got there she was just pulling out. So we decided to just go to her house and talk there, but then I ran into Shawn's aunt Shari, and had my ear talked off for a little while. Finally get to Mariana's house and we just sat on the front porch for a while. Jabbered about nothing. The usual.

Had lunch with S on Friday, it was nice since we haven't talked in a while. A bit rushed though, since we both have been crazy busy and stressed at work. Gah!

My hair is ruby now. Pretty pretty. *pets it* I really, really like this color. SO says it looks "more natural" on me, which is pretty silly when you think about it, because I highly doubt kids these days are born with Ruby Rush #R68 hair. :p The advert for it is hilarious, since I don't really want to be this color to "make a statement" or "turn heads". They don't have the "are you bored with your current color?" option. Or the "are you a hair-dye-aholic?" option, which seems more likely here. Just looking back on my journal entries, it has been WAY too many colors in the last little while. Meh. It's too thick anyway, could stand to lose some. ;)

Was supposed to go out to Mn's last night for a party for JK but instead I lay in agony with a migraine. I'm sure it was a good time and I wanted to go but I also didn't think that my lying on Mn's couch willing myself not to vomit from pain wouldn't be a good plan. Doesn't do much to liven a party, anyhow. Then C kept me up most of the night because she was having nightmares. Not really sure why, growing pains maybe. Poor kid. Anyway I'm exhausted.

The kids and I made SO breakfast which for me is a huge deal because I'm not really good with the breakfast thing. Had scrambled eggs with ham and onion on english muffins and bacon. No coffee, though, which I suppose was a bit thoughtless of me, but since I gave it up right around Lent I haven't really drank much of it. It upsets my stomach something awful now.

I made trifle for the bbq at the in-laws' today. Mmmm. Trifle.

Happy Father's day.

TOMORROW IS PAYDAY THE GREATEST DAY OF EVERY SECOND WEEK EVER!

also.

it rained cats and cats today.

i want a cat. i miss my kitties.

a friend at work just accepted a job in the UK for one of our sites there. it will be a temporary 18 month position. what happens after that is up in the air. but it means change and challenges for her which she loves. i will miss her of course but i'm happy for her as well.

my mom might get to go home from the hospital tomorrow. she desperately wants to go home and sleep in her own bed. the doctors might not let her go home tomorrow though, even today the doc was pretty firm about her staying there. my dad spends like, all visiting hours there with her in between work etc. he says it's lonely in the house without her. because of the sars thing the hospital is on strict rules, only 2 max. guests at a time and you have to scrub with this stuff before and after visiting.

once upon a time there was a woman who wanted to cry. but she couldn't. because fuck man, what's the point, right? tears don't solve things.

So the past two days have been hell

and the past two nights I've dragged work home and never got around to doing it because stuff got in the way.

And my mom is in a lot of pain right now from her operations (that's right, they did two at once, and no I won't tell you what) and it is going to be a long road to recovery I think. I know. Because I know what she is like and for once she is lying down and resting and for her, that is serious indeed.

Work is getting ultra stressful and life is too. I want to crawl under a rock.

My hair blondissima'd before I dyed it

THEY UPDATED THE ANSWERING MACHINE!

spent most of the afternoon/evening formatting and reinstalling

and then formatting and reinstalling

and then formatting and reinstalling

fuck i hate windows.

time for sleep now.

Yet again I am called in to work. Yet again this happens AFTER I've taken a bath and gotten into comfy pjs. Thus forcing me to get OUT of comfy pj's INTO some semblance of outdoor clothing and into my car to go to work to do something that takes five minutes ONLY to wait and wait and wait a bjillion years for the stuff I need to fill the paperwork out. Somebunny's gonna get smacked for it.

*sigh*

I'm pretty worried about my mom.

She is going in for a full hysterectomy on Monday. To make things *real* interesting, the doctor told her today during her pre-op that by the way, she has a heart murmur. So it will add to the complications of course and also add to her worries.

*sigh*

I am soaking my feet in some citrus foot soak to see if it will soothe me. So far it isn't working, but dayum, my feet smell and feel yummy!

I wish I wouldn't worry so much...

Finally caved in and did that compatibility thingiedoo.

 
 
 
  
  
  
   
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So yeah. Interesting stuff!

Got called in to work last night for "emergency paperwork" and ended up waiting there for 45 minutes before they gave me the stuff. Cripes. *grumblefuck*

So I just got back from taking C to go see Finding Nemo. Sort of a mommy-daughter thing. Wow! What a terrific movie! We thoroughly enjoyed it. This Sunday SO & K will go see it a la daddy-son thing. They would have come tonight but K was overtired and had been misbehaving all day.

I'm beat. Time for rest.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, jaubertmoniker!

Sooooo. Tired.

OH MAN.

I had the best weekend I've had in a looooong time.

Friday night I spent the evening preparing the basket of goodies for everyone. Each of them got a different color that suited their personality.

In the baskets were: pedicure kits, one-try strawberry masks, one-try 2packs of foot soak/foot lotion, buttons with phrases that matched them (princess, rebel, angel and flirt), hair thingies, special glasses and crazy straws with flowers on them, stir sticks that had miniatures on the top that matched their drinking personalities, pens that matched the baskets, and tiaras. I think there might have been something else too but I forget what now.

I hid the baskets in my china cabinet (I even went so far as to tape paper over the glass so they couldn't peek in) and then wrapped up my gift for the girl shower. We each got a gift to do a blind exchange for. Then I made sure everything was set for the next day.

The next morning, the kids woke me up early as per usual. I then spent most of my morning alternately feeding them and cleaning the house. Then my mom came over and drove me crazy for an hour or so, re-cleaning what I had already cleaned. She knew it was family coming over and that I had done a good job, but she has this obssessive-compulsive thing and a classic Type A and she has to be in charge of SOMETHING and make sure things are clean even if it's already been done SHE has to do it or it isn't done right. ANyway. After all that stress I sat back a while and hung out with the kids.

Then V, J & L showed up. V had brought C a belated birthday gift (she is C's godmother) and she brought something little for K too. She bought C a Barbie and she got K a little plastic tube full of dinosaurs. Well! Guess what they fought over? That's right. The dinos. She also got them a puzzle book. So then K used J as a jungle gym for a while and C made J and L play dolls with her. Then C played school and made all of us draw what our dreams were last night (if we didn't think of anything, she told us what we dreamed. heheh). V had brought some vodka and jello so we made vodka/jello shooters. Some were raspberry and some were cherry. I threw them in the fridge so they'd be ready for the night.

Then we all walked the kids to MM & JM's (SO's parents) house which is around the corner. Then A showed up and we were ready to go! Except I needed to buy some supplies I'd forgotten for supper. So we mosied on over to Giant Tiger a few blocks away and got the food. J bought a cute little faux leather purse while we were there and A bought some rather comfy-looking red suede thong sandals. We headed back and got our acts together.

While I was cooking dinner, I gave the ladies their baskets and they seemed pretty delighted with it. Everyone wanted to change into their pj's right away, but SO hadn't come home yet from work so that idea went out the window till he could come get his things and go. We jabbered for a while alternately cooking and drinking, drinking and cooking. L threw on Serendipity because mmmm, John Cusack... I was hard-pressed to watch the food with so many distractions but I did it and it was good.

For supper, I made spaghetti & garlic bread (in spite of a previous majority vote for pizza) but totally forgot the salad. Oh well, we had plenty of food and we all ate until stuffed. Then SO came home and gathered up his things and let us be. I sent him off with some of the desserts which pleased him muchly. The minute he was out the door, we were in our jammies and slippers and were ready to party!

The desserts included fabulous cookies L made that initially were supposed to be nipple cookies but those didn't turn out (loooong story); "home-made" brownies from J; V supplied us with rice crispie squares and these skor type things made of almonds, a syrupified brown sugar sauce, and melted chocolate chips; A brought these delectable brownie/cheesecake hybrids; and I supplied fresh strawberries and whipped creme. Mmmmm. We gnoshed while drinking and all was well.

Then we did the blind gift exchange. The whole point behind it was that we all have a tendency to give and don't really do as much to spoil ourselves. So this way, we did both! We gave out and got spoiled all at once. Everyone picked a number and got the gift that had that number. The gifts were no more than ten dollars and wow! Some really nice stuff was bought! Everyone loved what they got.

We had some jello shots to celebrate the fact that J escaped having to celebrate another year with the emotional fuckwit she got rid of a while ago. We played poker for Pez. J and V had never played before. So of course we had some jello shots to celebrate their first poker game ever. Then we had some jello shots to celebrate the celebrating. J totally kicked all our asses at poker so she won the first prize (yes I prepared prizes).

Needless to say we were all feeling pretty good. We then had a foot soak and played a game I made up to make us tell secrets. It's based on Trogdor the Burninator. It goes like this:

There are hella lots of cards in a bucket. Some say "Burninate!" and some say "Sworded!" and only three say "Freedom!" Going clockwise, each of us would in turn pick a card. If it said BURNINATE we could ask anyone any question and they would have to answer and take a drink. If it said SWORDED anyone could ask you a question and you would drink. If it said FREEDOM everyone took a drink and you kept the card to cash in once if you didn't want to answer anything. Halfway through we mixed it up and then SWORDED and BURNINATE meant the opposite things. It didn't matter it was HILARIOUS and we were trashed and man oh man. A made us singapore slings and grasshoppers. They were yum. I have learned quite a few things this weekend and my cousins did too. We weren't *too* scarred from the experience though. heheheh

Then after Trogdor we did random guessing game type things and I gave out my other prizes and we drank some more and ate some more. Then we all got ready for bed, I forget what time it was by this time. I just remember it was really late. Moved the couch over, got out the futon cushion, everyone banded together in the same room in typical Slumber Party stylee, kind of like when we were kids. I didn't last long on the floor though and trudged up to bed after everyone fell asleep. Didn't get to sleep until around 3:30 - 4 am.

Then I was woken up at 5:15 by my alarm clock. CURSES! I had forgotten to shut it off the night before. Well. I was awake so I just sort of lay there a while. Shortly after that V came up to see me as she knew I'd be awake. Everyone else was sleeping. So we just sat there and talked a while until around hmmm, 9:30. Then we woke up the other ladies and we all had a fine breakfast of the leftover dessert from the night before. Mmmm.

We burned some CD's for each other and got all cleaned up. Then blah blah blah. I think I've typed enough. It was a great weekend! I'm so glad everyone had fun. I know I did!

The weekend was a total hit but I'm still too tired to write it all down. When everyone left yesterday I tried my best to stay awake till SO came back home. K played with his new dinosaurs on the living room floor, C was out with my parents and I sat and watched I Am Sam and cried my eyes out. SO came home near the end of the movie and then I put Spider-Man on and promptly fell asleep on the couch for a few hours. Then I woke up and watched some other crap and then went to bed. Soooo. Tired.