I have never been happier to see a Monday in my life. Did I just admit that?
This past weekend was insanely busy.
Friday: Josie and I had signed up to attend a Homeschool Day at the Hatfield Marine Science Center with another homeschooling mom and her son. We were both looking forward to it. I love the beach and studying anything associated with it.
But, the Tsunami closed down the entire town of Newport. Bummer.
Since we were already packed and ready to go, and in a science-type thinking mode, we headed to OMSI instead. Still a fun day.
Made it home just in time to pick up the babysitter, go through Little Caesar's drive through, jump into the shower and trade my rubber boots for heels. My husband's annual dinner for work was a nice evening out. And, we walked out with his bonus check! Side note--is it strange that I am the ONLY wife the boss hugs?
Saturday: Helped Jayce sell candy bars outside of Wal-mart to raise money for church camp. (still have candy bars left if anyone's interested!) Jayce stood in the rain and wind and sold approx. 700 candy bars.
We dash home ( by dash I mean sped while shoving food into our mouths and yelling at Josie to please leave her shoes on) so Jayce could change into his basketball uniform.
Off to the game we went. They lost. Boo!
Then, to a pizza birthday party for a friend. Side note--I love Nerf! Best thing ever for last minute birthday gifts for boys! Or grown men. Whatever.
Sunday: After losing an hour sleep, our already crazy Sunday morning routine (jump out of bed after realizing we over slept, yelling at kids to hurry up and put on their church clothes, and no, you can't wear your boots with your slacks, and trying to find the pair of pantyhose that has the smallest run and dash out the door (by dash I mean shoving food in our mouths and yelling at my husband to hurry up) ) was off the charts. We made it to church on time. I taught my class ( used slugs as a visual aide. Big hit) and we rushed off to home. Change clothes and go to Jayce's end of season basketball pizza party. Eat pizza, clap continuously while 12 yr. old boys receive trophies.
Watch wind blow sign over onto some poor person's car.
Dash (by dash I mean driving in the wind and rain without speaking as to not wake the sleeping children in the back seat) to Jayce's last basketball game. They lost. Boo. But, only by a few points this time (take my word for it, losing by only a few points is an improvement)
Drive back to church to make an appearance at a baby shower that was mostly over.
Take kids to Sonic to celebrate Jayce's "not totally sucky" basketball game.
Come home, put on sweats that I have missed so terribly. Let kids veg in front of t.v.
Josie has melt down. Major.
After 2 hours of screaming, she is finally asleep. Husband and I watch highly intellectual film and then collapse into bed.
Monday morning arrives too soon but is well received. This week, so far, we only have two birthday parties (one being my own!), one church meeting and one day of housekeeping ( I have "side" job cleaning every other week) all while trying to get caught up on school before taking Spring Break off (please, Lord).
Side note--any guesses as to what type of restaurant we will be attending the birthday party at? My kids are so sick of pizza. It's kind of sad, actually. You know you've eaten a lot of pizza if you're 6 and tired of it.
Here's to a somewhat uneventful week!