Oh, What A Night ;)

Last night, well lets just say will be a night to remember.  I had my monthly dinner club meeting.  It is the highlight of my month.  Me time with my girls, we have dinner we joke and talk and play games.  Its a blast and a needed break from the craziness of work, hubby and kids.

So the night started as any other, our meeting was at one of the girls houses that was a in the next town about a 30 minute drive from my house.  The evening went too fast and it was time to leave.  Well that is where the fun begins.

About 10 minutes out my car started to give me trouble.  I noticed the lights dimming a little and then my abs and airbag light came on and I felt a little jerk.  Trying not to panic I took the very next exit ramp off of the interstate.  Good thing I did, as I got to the traffic light at the bottom of the exit ramp my car shut off completely.  I coasted off to the side off the road.  It was dark and there was not much around.  Good thing I wasn't alone, my sister and some other friends were with me.  If it wasn't for them I might have just lost my mind. 

Of course, I didn't have any jumper cables but one of the girls called her fiance who was pretty close by.  He was closer then my husband who was across town.  After a little while we were joined by some more of my dinner clubs girls, they didn't have any jumper cables either but I sure enjoyed the company.  We had our own little party on the exit ramp.

My friends fiance showed up with jumper cables but that didn't work because it was the alternator not the battery that went out.  Go me!!!  So my husband is on his way, and we are hanging around waiting.  I called for a tow, what other choice did I have.

While we are waiting over a dozen cars pass by, no  one stops.  Finally a police officer stops to "help".  Of all the police officers around  the one that stops is one of my old friends ex-boyfriends (they ended on bad terms).  Hoping he didn't recognize me, he did, I was trying to hide. I think he was as uncomfortable at me, he made sure we had it under control and quickly left in under 60 seconds.

My husband finally showed with my poor baby sleeping in the back, shes a trooper.   We see the tow truck and  he zooms right by us, he goes to another car that is broken down.  Mind you I am on the phone with him trying to wave him down.  When  my car broke down there were no other cars around, when the tow truck came there were two other cars right around the area with their hazard lights on.  The tow truck went to the other two cars before he finally discovered mind (Yes, I was still on the phone with him waving him down.)

So he is towing my truck to the dealership and then we realize that the dealership moved, as we were about to pull into the place that used to be the dealership.  Good thing my sister didn't live far.  We had the tow truck bring my car to her house.

It was after one o'clock before I got home.  It was one of those you either laugh or cry moments.  I laughed and I laughed.  What else are you supposed to do when everything goes wrong.

So now I am stuck on foot, until my car can get fixed.  But I do have some pictures to remember my evening.  Enjoy!!

The Hangover

Monday morning I felt horrible.  I just had to go back for more.  I knew better but I just couldn't help myself.  So Monday morning I was paying for it.  It was just so good.  I just had to have another and so the next morning I had the worst cake hangover.

I don't drink, haven't in about 6 years.  But I do indulge in good cake and Sunday at the little ones birthday party, a little too much. Not only was it a beautiful cake it was sooooo gooooood!!.  The filling tasted like candy and my brain shut off and didn't tell me when I had to much so I had to suffer the consequences of my actions.  When will I ever learn. 

Yes, I love to eat and usually I don't overdo it, but thanks to my sister-in-law who has a gift when it comes to baking cakes I went a little to far.  Sure at the party I only ate a little, but I couldn't wait for everyone to leave so that I could indulge.  Actually I wasn't that bad.  But I did have cake all week.  I just ate a little bit everyday until it was gone, really I did.

By far it was the best cake I have ever eaten and now (tear) it is gone :(

But we all had fun at the party and the little one got to eat cake too and she got a lot of gifts too.

That is a sugar flower that she is eating, my sister-in-law made that too.  Don't worry I sent her home with them, just kidding ;)

The Big 3!!!!

The little one turned 3 yesterday (tear), it is bittersweet, but so is every birthday.  We has a nice fun filled day; church, grammy & papas for lunch, ice cream cake, presents,  the park, shopping, out to eat for dinner, more ice cream a movie then bed.  You can imagine but the end of the day we were all tired.  And her party isn't even till next weekend.

She is getting so big and so independent.  Just thought instead of  writing a whole bunch today, I would just post a few pics from our day.

Spoiled

This evening my son decided that he was not going to eat what I cooked for supper.  After going through the dramatic it is horrible and yuck, he said he wasn't going to eat it.  So my husband and I told him that if he didn't eat that, then he would eat nothing.  So he said that he wasn't going to eat anything then.  It didn't help that my mother-in-law was offering to fix him something else. She didn't, we made it known that was not an option.

Having lost the initial  challenge we decided to raise him one.  We told him that if he didn't eat it for supper, then he would eat it for lunch tomorrow instead of our weekly Friday outing for lunch.  Now we got his attention.  After a little while of deliberation he decided he would eat a little. If not he would just be punishing himself twice.

He is spoiled, you know it doesn't matter when I cook, he doesn't like it.  He even has the little one saying yuck and gross along with the dramatic shenanigans. 

I really don't think I am that bad of a cook, my husband doesn't complain.  But then again, maybe he knows better.

All By Myself

That is the little ones newest saying.  She is becoming quite independent.  Yesterday she dresses herself, all by herself.  She announces "I did it, all by myself".  She likes to help with everything, even when it takes twice as long.  But I like to encourage my kids to be independent, and to be good helpers.

Now if only she would use the potty.  She will be three on Saturday and there is no progress in the potty department.  Unless you want to count the other evening. 

It was my sister-in-laws birthday and we went out to eat.  It was almost time to sing "Happy Birthday"  when the little one decided she needed to go potty.  After saying it really loud a dozen times I gave in and brought her. Reminding you that she never wants to go at home and will change the subject when asked.  She actually sat on the toilet, took her precious time, using the potty.  By the time we got back "Happy Birthday" was already sung and the check was paid.  So we missed it.  I thought it was rather funny, this chick. 

Can't wait till she can use the potty all by herself ;) 

Patches

My son is really hard on his clothes.  Just about every pair of his jeans has a hole in the knee including his school uniform pants. 

A few weeks ago one of his friends came over after school and I noticed that his pants looked good as new.  When I asked he said that he didn't slide on the ground like the my child and some of the other kids.

I gave my son the lecture about taking care of his clothes. So I decided to patch his uniform pants.  It seemed like an easier and inexpensive solution. I told my son and he didn't seem to mind.

On the way to school the other morning he noticed the patch,  I hear "Mom, I thought you were going to put them on the inside of my pants."  He was a little upset.  So, I explained how they go on.

When we get to school, he refused to get out of the car.  He literally sat in there for about five minutes  until I had to fuss at him to get out or I would be late for work. 

My husband told me that the week before he didn't want to get out of the car because of his new haircut.

Do they have to be so difficult?  The only kids that teased him were his two friends who he had to show his pants to, so if you ask me, he asked for it.

Yes, I am a mean mom.  I like to embarrass my children and teach them lessons.

He has since stopped sliding on his knees.  Mission accomplished ;)