Sunday Stealing: The 35 Questions X 2 Meme, Part I
TWIR: Monday, Our Boys Turned Seven

TWIR: Sunday Was A Bust

So, Sunday (the 21st, I'm backing up) was a bust.

We were supposed to go up north to Chantilly (see previous post, Sunday Stealing, etc.) to play laser tag, both for a mystery shop and in lieu of having a birthday party for Jack. That was going to be his birthday celebration. He didn't know it was a mystery shop, and really, in this case, what you don't know won't hurt you!


(You see Sophia ducking in there? She ALWAYS does that. What a character!) Sophia had broken into Jack's birthday package from his paternal grandfather, so I knew that there were a couple of DVDs in there. Even though it was a day before his actual birthday, and I'm a stickler for opening presents ON the birthday and not before (though late is fine, of course, if they arrive late in the mail), we let him open that package so they'd have some new DVDs to open for the trip. Quietude is a good thing, peeps. He was very excited about his new DVDs and made his sisters VERY aware of the fact that they were his. They were not even allowed to touch them. I'm surprised he let them put their eyeballs on the DVD screen while they were playing!

Anyway, so I started the drive, but we were barely out of Norfolk before I was losing it. I can barely sleep any other time, but put me behind the wheel and man, I get road-hypnosis PDQ. So I quickly pulled over, let Rob take the wheel (and the directions), and I zonked.

We got about an hour away from our destination when he woke me up to tell me, uh, honey, we ain't gonna make it. I had a very narrow 15-minute window during which I could arrive at the location, and we were stuck in heavy-duty traffic. I called my scheduler for the shop and let her know the sitch. She told me to call back in 15 minutes in case we started moving again and, though I knew that it was still an impossibility at that point, we plodded forward just to humor her. Why we didn't pull over, wait, and then call her, well,... I don't know. We l like wasting gas, apparently.

So in the end, we didn't make it all the way up to Chantilly, and everyone was starving. We let Jack pick where to go for dinner, and he opted for McDonald's. Icky, but hey. Birthdays only come 'round once a year.

They wanted to run around in the Playplace, and of course after 3.5 hours in the car, we wanted to let them. Only, it was after 2100, and the Playplace closed at 2100, so... the Manager came out to kick us out of there after they'd only gotten to play for about five minutes. Really, though, why does it need to close? Don't get it.

In the end, we drove for 7 hours round-trip and only went to McDonald's. FAIL!


I keep forgetting to post this, which I promised myself I would:


Last Saturday night, a HUGE boxful of handmade items arrived for CARE Package, sent in by Facebook friend Margaret, aka LadyM. Thank you, M!!  This is much appreciated and will go a LONG way toward replenishing our supply after the recent donation to the children's hospital.


Also, M was SO kind as to send six disposable cameras to be included in the packages! I did contact both Fuji and Kodak, begging for help with this, but both of them ever-so-gently let me down, saying they already have too many charitable obligations, blah blah blah. Very disappointing. So this was very gratifying, and I'm humbled by her generosity.



Also last Saturday night, Sophia stole the cleaning gloves out from under the kitchen sink and was walking around like a duck with them on her feet. Rob thought this was hilarious and snapped a couple of pictures. I tried to pretend I was annoyed that she used the gloves, but... pretty funny! 

Up next, Monday!


P.S Please comment if you read these, so I don't feel like I'm posting for nothing, to myself and for no one else. Thank ya kindly! ;)