Current Mood: Happy

Having nothing to do is a dangerous thing around our house. Saturday I took DD to a scrapbook class while a friend kept DS. DH decided to go into work and I really didn’t want to go home after the class, so asked my friend if she was interested in going to Barnes and Noble to “just hang out!” I didn’t have anything to do. Next door to Barnes and Noble is a Petco. Periodically they have rescued animals for sale. The animal rescue organizations were there so we popped over to visit. I had to call DH to find out if he would divorce me if I came home with a new pet. He said no, he was okay with it as long as he got to name her. Thank goodness, as it would have been a tough decision. I walked out with a beautiful baby girl. Here she is.

We’re still waiting on her name but leaning towards Paws. Our other kitty is Whiskers, so we’d have Whiskers and Paws.

Whiskers has been less than thrilled over the new addition but as of today she’s at least taken to ignoring the kitten and stopped growling like a cougar every time she walks into her view.

Current Mood: Happy

My boys came home from camp early Saturday morning. Apparently things got better once dad got there as DS is ready to go back for another week of camp. The other biggie I was concerned about is the cleanup duty that they had. DH told me his group won an award for the cleanest bathrooms in the camp. They both have a new job around here now!

DH likes his coffee pot. I’m glad I bought it as his plan was to buy me one for my birthday in August. Who knows what sort of pot I would have gotten.

DD starts bible school this week and DS has asked if he could help out. I told him he had to talk to the director and see if they needed any more help. So he may be there too. I’d have two hours in the mornings. That would be nice.

I played a little with some graphics that I had from Home Sweet Homepage Graphics and created this new “Patriotic” theme. I’m liking it thus far. I may still do a little more tweaking, but it’s finished for the most part.

Until next time…

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Good morning all! I woke up in the wee hours of the morning and can’t sleep. I started reading news online. Not a good thing to do at that time of morning. Now I’m wide awake. I guess this is a good time to blog.

DH and DS are away at boyscout camp. I’ve been a bit anxious about this trip. DS is 11 and this is his first camp away without me or my husband. DH took him up and helped him get settled in on Sunday afternoon. It started out on the wrong foot too. They test the boys for swimming as soon as they get there. DS tested in the “beginning swimmer” group. WHAT? He is a very good swimmer and swims like a fish. This of course upset DS to no end and DH made arrangements to have him retested the next day. I haven’t heard the results of that yet. DH came back home Sunday night and I guess DS was upset when he left. That didn’t make me feel good. You know us Momma’s, we worry. I got a call from his Scout Master on Monday and he told me he was doing well but needed a few things when DH came back out Tuesday night. I go to bed Monday night thinking all is good. He’s happier! Then I get another call on Tuesday from his Scout Master and he’s telling me a few other things that we need to bring and that DS is doing fine. So I start to ask a few questions and the answers are telling me DS is not happy at all. He tells me that DS told him that as soon as his father comes, he’s going home. That doesn’t sound like he’s doing “fine” to me. I guess the big issue is that it’s hot at night and DS isn’t sleeping well. I can understand that. That’s the reason we don’t family camp in the summer here. I was happy when DH went back up Tuesday night. But now I haven’t heard anything from them. I’m an anxious Momma. I start reading the headlines and the first story I see is Boyscout camp in Iowa hit by a tornado. It’s not a good story to read when you’re already anxious about your child being away at camp. What a nightmare for those folks. I pray for all of those boys, the people working the camp and for their families.

Father’s Day is coming up this weekend. I did something not so nice, but really nice for Father’s Day. I made something really nice too. First the not so nice (but really nice) gift. For the last three years every time Mother’s Day, Birthday, and Christmas comes around DH starts questioning me on our coffee pots. (Yes I wrote that correctly, coffee pots as in more than one. We have 3.) Now I really like one of my coffee pots. It’s very basic but it has a timer on it. That’s ALL I want in a coffee pot and it works fine. That’s the answer I give every time too. I like my coffee pot. What’s wrong with it? What kind of coffee pot are you wanting? Well, DH is getting a coffee pot for Father’s Day. It’s one of those really cool Keurig Brewing Systems. I’m actually kind of excited about it. I don’t think it’s exactly what DH was thinking but if I’m going to end up with ANOTHER coffee pot, it’s what I’d like. I think DH wants one with a thermal carafe. Although he’s never mentioned that, when I’ve questioned he mentions my sister’s pot and that’s the only difference in hers and mine. The Keurig makes individual cups of coffee

and it only takes 30 seconds a cup. You can pick whatever type of coffee you like, dark roast, mild roast, flavored, decaf etc. It’s supposed to have some really cool blue lights too. He’ll like that. LOL

His second gift is a scrapbook for his trip he took to Italy last September. I used a Bo Bunny Travel Album kit and tweaked it with some Italian themed papers and sticker.  I’m excited to give this to him. DD made him a picture frame with some of her scrapbook stuff too. It’s really cute.

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I’m off to try to get a little bit more rest. I have maybe an hour before DD starts to stir. Have a great weekend.

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Today was the last day of school. My friend and I decided to use our time wisely. We went for a pampering of the hands and feet.

I am now nicely groomed. (At least the hands and feet are!)

I have always had a little mustache thing going. My friend says she never noticed it. (I think she’s just being nice.) My son on the other hand has NEVER been nice about it. It’s one of his main targets when he’s looking for something to aggravate Mom. In the back of my mind I’ve sort of played with the idea of getting it waxed. Well, the lady manicuring my fingers asked if I’d like anything waxed while I was there today. I’m sure my eyes sparkled at being reminded of this idea and I actually volunteered, not only volunteered, but willingly paid this woman to proceed in RIPPING MY FACE OFF! OUCH! I managed to hold the tears back (at least for the moment) and now can’t keep my hands away from my face because it “feels weird”. I think I’ll just leave it as is when it grows back. Once was enough for that experience.

Afterwards we went for lunch at a local deli and then off to Barnes and Noble for a little wasted time. While at Barnes and Noble we ran into a woman I know from cubscouts and the elementary school. We got to talking about our kids, academics and what their goals and ambitions are. She started telling me her oldest son (entering high school in August) wants to be a Marine. He doesn’t want to be an officer like many in his family, but a “grunt”. She also proceeded to tell me of how she has already begun distancing herself from her son in preparation. The tears could not be held back! I’d like to tell you it was because the woman had ripped my face off earlier. Not. Okay the fact that I’m on the first day of my cycle may have had a little something to do with it…but I can not imagine what that Mom feels inside. Thankfully she was kind enough not to walk away in horror at the strange woman who burst into tears because she told her that her son wanted to be a marine. She just reached over and hugged me. What an idiot I can be!