Well, it’s finally here, the big day of the big dance. Everyone in the family will be dressed like some sort of character out of Pirates Of the Caribbean tonight except me. The misses starts the day off by judging the teachers costumes as she’s one of the three people on the dance committee. The dance is from 6 to 8 pm but the preparation will begin at 10 this morning.
It’s about 4:30 which is normal for me. I can’t seem to sleep past 5am anymore which is ok because I get a lot done before everyone is up. We ended up taking the little one to the doctor yesterday and he once again stumped them with his injury. His scratch looks sort of like poison ivy being a raised scratch with blisters around the edge. Just to play safe they sent us home with a pretty strong antibiotic in case he had a secondary infection. Our doctor did call in another doctor to take a look for a second opinion. The joke at our doctors office is our guys are always coming up with something interesting that tests their knowledge. Anyhow it didn’t seem to phase the little guy who was back out on his bike as soon as we got home.
We had a good rain yesterday which the grass and garden needed. We’re swimming in zucchini and tomato’s these days and also trying to eat a bunch of fresh local produce like acorn squash. The misses made homemade pizza for the boys last night and used the Vitamix to grind up some zucchini in the sauce. This fooled even the best of the vegetable haters in our house as they woofed it down and asked for more. Thankfully they (the boys) don’t read this or they’d discover the big secret. Today I have a few errands to run and then will join Mom helping her in whatever way I can with the dance. I think I’m on pizza delivery duty.
Both boys are doing very well in school and doing their homework each day without much of a fuss.
I just took an hour beak and went to the gym. It’s now 6am and the little guy and the misses are up. I hadn’t been to the gym for about 4 days so it was a rough workout. I hate it when I can’t get there at least every other day.
Last night when the misses asked the little guy if he wanted a mustache drawn on his face for his pirate costume, he replied, “make me a beard like Russell Brand”. Now I don’t know if you know who Russell Brand is but this is pretty funny. He comes up with priceless sayings from time to time. Haven’t heard from Grandma Dixie lately, I’ll have to check with the wife to see if she has. I called my Mom yesterday but she was on the way out the door to the hairdresser so we didn’t get to talk much.
Uncle T commented that I’m starting to sound like the “politicians I love so much” so today I think I’ll skip it. Might as well as it’s the same old stuff everyday. All I can say is the founders of our country never anticipated this and I’m sure are rolling over in their graves.
Alright, time to read the paper and get a protein shake. We have a big weekend coming up, hope you do too. Life is short, don’t waste a day, you’ll be sorry. Take care, God Bless,