I was driving Skylee to dance this afternoon and came across 2 women standing on the side of the rode displaying several signs. 2,387 dead. Out of Iraq now. Honk for peace. So I honked, not only did I honk I layed on the horn and gave them the thumbs up sign. In my mind I am still laying on the horn.
Peace...
I am feeling so stressed out and overwhelmed right now. I have a headache that won't subside. I tried the surefire pamprin, chocolate and pepsi and it just didn't work. This is beyond busting I think.
We wrote an offer up last night and it was sent to the sellers broker today. They have to either accept, decline or counter by Wednesday. I can't wait until Wednesday. I am going to have a breakdown. I am anxious, excited and scared all rolled into one.
I feel bad that we are pulling out of Shawn's inheritance early. My MIL is being sucked dry right now. I guess everyone thinks they are entitled to something from her all of the sudden. She has been supporting my SIL for almost a year, Shawn's step sister and brother have racked up debts they can't cover so they are sucking her dry as well. His step brothers ex wife thinks she is entitled to something as well so she has been getting hers too. MIL is happy to give us the money because we are trying to do something to better ourselves with it but I still feel bad. We are paying back what we take out.
I feel so anxious with the waiting. I am not a patient person and I can't handle being told no. I have a feeling my pouty face and feet stomping won't work on these people like it does my husband. I am so screwed.
So, that is where I am at. Stressed. I have a hard time letting my future be in someone else's hands. They have no idea they hold my childhood dream in the palm of their hands.
The munchkins are out trick or treating with their Dad. So I am here watching old reruns of the Simpsons. Not just any Simpsons reruns but the Tree House of Terror reruns. They are the best and I wait all year to get my fill of them!
So I am sitting here trying with all of might not to tuck into the bowl of candy waiting in the foyer for all the little ghosts and goblins. I am either PMS'ing or stress'ing but I cannot sate my appetite for sweets this week. I crave anything baked and chocolate. If that won't do I will devour an entire bag of starburts, when that doesn't work I dig into a loaf of banana bread. I have a feeling I am going to OD on snickers bar and wind up in the ER getting my stomach pumped.
This is what Minnesota kids look like when they head out to beg candy from strangers.
Hannah and her best friend Keely this morning at school
My little man Talen
A little side note: The vest little man has on was Ed's when he was a baby, 15 years ago.
Speaking of Ed. I gave him a list of rules before he headed out tonight. They included no throwing TP, tomatoes, or eggs. No smashing pumpkins or stealing candy. He sais okay I won't get caught. Boys!! Here is a picture of the stud man who proved last night that he can take his Mom down and give her a wet willy. Why can't he still be a sweet little dude?
Okay, That is enough. I have been super chatty today.
Michelle :)
I heard from the banker this afternoon. They are still thinking they can do the loan but he is worried about the amount of money the sellers are asking for the place so tomorrow we will be making an offer for less than they are asking and with some better terms. Hopefully the sellers accept the offer and the bank accepts the offer. That is the first step in this long road.
Hannah had a mini Halloween party at dance last night. She had a blast and looked so darn adorable!!
Today was her preschool party and the kids have their parties this afternoon. Pictures of them to follow.
So the 4th annual Halloween party has come and gone. So much preperation for one night. One night that is fairly fuzzy. I do know I got my picture taken with Kiss!! Go Kiss. It was an absolute blast.
It looks like the neighbors have decided not to move.Yay!! I knew they couldn't live without us.
Here are some picts! Enjoy :)
Shawn and I
Sexy bunny
That is all I can show you folks!!
Call it fate, kismet, call it karma or destiny. Maybe I have ESP? I do know I have a heavy heart. You see, two of the neighbors I posted about yesterday announced last night they may be moving to Vegas. He got a job offer and his parents live there. They wanted to move closer to family. We are family dammit.
There were many tears shed last night, guilt trips as well. How could they even think of leaving us? We are the amigos. How can they take my adopted niece and nephew away? Hannah's best friend. Do they know how this will tear those girls apart. Those two aren't merely friends, they are sisters. I have never seen any two children spend so much time together. When they were gone for four days Hannah was lost. When they got back Hannah rushed over as they were pulling in the driveway. She had to spend the night. They laid awake talking until midnight and were up at 8 so they could talk some more. Soul sisters those two are. What will become of them if they move?
Then there is my little man. The dude I love as if he were my own. From the time I held that baby in my arms at the hospital I was in love with him. When she had such a hard time with PPD after he was born I devoted my time to helping her and loving him. That's what friends and families do. I celebrated his first tooth, his silly little crawl, and then the momentous first steps. We sat outside and encouraged him to walk back and forth between us and cheered like mad and covered him with kisses when he did. They can't take him away from me yet. I haven't cheered when he mastered a two wheel bike yet.
I know, it sounds so silly. They are neighbors after all, some would say. Not many people have the pleasure of having their neighbors turn into their family.
I feel as if my heart is breaking...
I am going completely and totally nuts!! I will not make it through this week. I am so afraid there will be another offer on the bar while we are waiting on our financing and we will lose it. I am so afraid of what will become of me if the financing is a no go. Like I said, I am a ball of nerves. Pray for me.
I just got back from meeting with the banker. Did I mention I looked at another restaurant last Thursday? I am hoping all of the disappointments we have had in the last few months have led us to this place. I would love to hang my server apron at this place for awhile.
When I walked in I felt at home. I expected someone to yell Norm everytime the door opened. This is my kind of place. There is food there but it is mostly a bar. A really wonderful sports bar.
Anyway, the banker said everything looks good. He will check into some loan options and let me know. As always, fingers crossed people.
So, what did ya all think of my pictures? Fun bunch we are eh? Scott and Cat's wedding reception was a blast!! It was go, go, go from 8 am on but it was so worth it. In my opinion it turned out perfect.
This coming up weekend is our anual Halloween party. More craziness and with any luck more crazy pictures to follow. You know you all want to party with us. I just might leave Shawn at home this year. My man is being an ass but what's new? So what are we going to be this year you ask? How about Hugh and the girls (as in next door). Now you know you can't wait to see the pictures!!
So much going on this month and I haven't really made any updates. I am just going to post some pictures and let them tell the story.
Sky won a poster drawing contest at school last week. She had to draw a fire safety poster. She won first place in the first grade. She won a $10 award, had her picture in the paper and her poster goes on to the state competition. I am so proud of my little Sky bug!
Still searching for a restaurant. I found a broker online. I called him and he was having a big ass fit about having to share commission with my agent. I was supposed to meet with him today but wasn't able to because of Matthew's field trip and the fact he didn't call me back to work out the commission split thing. This really is bullshit. Why is it so hard to find something to buy? I really wish I knew what the next step was.
As for Matthew's field trip today, it was so awesome!! We went to the science museum and saw body worlds. It was fantastic!! I had a bit of a problem with the fetuses and the woman with the baby still in her stomach but the rest was awesome. The kids were so hilarious freaking out because the penis' were still attached. This one boy in our group decided he wanted to be buried because he didn't want his body cut in half like one of the specimens and he didn't want everyone seeing his penis. A-okay! The omni theater was fantastic as well. We saw a great piece on the vikings, Fun time!
Body Worlds - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Keely fell over the railing tonight at her house. Holly called and wanted me to check her over. Poor kid, she is going to be sore for a bit but she looks okay. Hannah had to call right away when I got home so she could ask Keely herself if she was ok. No trusting Mom when we are dealing with her best friend.
Scott and Cat's wedding reception is this weekend. I can hardly wait!! I'm sure i'll be adding pictures. The walk was fun and hopefully they raised a bunch of money for research and grants for the families.
Update on the restaurant. The owners took a much higher offer. We knew there was one in place and it could happen but it was still crushing. I had my hopes to high and I swore I wasn't going to do that. So, we keep looking. We found one (or what we thought was one) in a very up scale tourist town. We requested the financials, when we got them it turned out it was just a bar, no restaurant. Cripes! There is also one in a small town about 45 minutes from here. The problem is, it's a small town. If I wanted to take chances in a small town I would just stay here. The search continues.
Tomorrow is Skylee's 7th birthday. It seems like only yesterday my sweet little girl was my first sweet little baby girl. I would stare at her for hours in awe because I finally had a girl. I had such high hopes for her. She was going to do everything I did as a girl and everything I wasn't able to do. So far she is so much like me it is surreal. I call her mini me all the time. She is so much a mixture of who I was as a child and who I have grown to be as an adult. I am very proud of the smart little girl she is and I am still so excited about the smart young woman she will grow to be. I adore this girl. She has shaped the woman I have grown to be. I want to be a role model for her and I just hope I can do her justice.
I have been closely following the school shootings in the last week. It makes me so sad and so angry. These children are going to school as millions of children do everyday. They don't expect to be murdered trying to get an education. It pisses me off. If these sick bastards want to commit suicide then do it. Do not end the life of an innocent young child with so much potential. End your own life, leave theirs intact.
Another thing that burns my ass is the thing with the senator. Ya know, I care that these teenage boys are being targeted but it is not the big deal it is being made out to be. This kind of thing happens everyday. There are so many other things to cover in then news than what political ramifications this republican will bring to his party. Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
So, I went to the renaissancefestival here in Minnesota for the first time ever. So much hype. It was pretty much a let down. It was fun but I don't care if I ever go back.
So how about them Twins? Go Twinkies! Enough said!
Apple season is upon us at work. Aye karumba! Busy, busy. Saturday I went in at 2, I didn't leave until 10:30. I was exhausted!! I have to do it two days in a row this coming weekend. I am not made for this anymore. Busting my ass for someone else just isn't in my blood like it used to be.
Shawn and I are participating in a charity walk this Saturday. It is for our friend Scott who was in a horrible accident a year ago in March. He is one of the lucky ones that has made a recovery. Not a full recovering but a wonderful, miraculous recovery none the less. Another one of our neighbors was in an accident in August. It doesn't look like his recovery will be nearly as miraculous. He quite frankly isn't doing well. That is where funds from organizations like this come in to play. Scott was one of the lucky ones, Chet doesn't appear to be so lucky. Please, think about donating to this worth while charity. One never knows when they could use the funds of a charity like this one. Here is the link. ActiveGiving.com Donations. Thank you all in advance!!
Peace out friends.
Michelle :)
Okay, I picked the financials up. My first thought was wow these suckers must be cooked!! I took them into my boss who is thinking they must be cooked as well! Aye karumba! So, now what do we do? Do we try and make a go of it when we don't have any realistic idea of what we will be making or do we run for the hills and put my dream on hold for a bit until we find something else? I don't want to rush into anything but I really don't know what the right decision is. I guess I will have to be patient and wait to see what the accountant has to say about everything. Surely he will be able to figure out just what in the hell they are doing over there.
Shawn is going to pick up his new ice house today. Just what I need!! Who wants an ugly ass ice house sitting in their driveway? Not I!!
So, last night I had a party of 3 come in. One of the guys in the party ordered 30 ounces of prime rib. 30 OUNCES!! Nearly 2 pounds of meat! I gave him so much shit, telling him he would never eat it all, he was going to have a box, or a wheelchair if he did eat it all. He not only ate it all he ate his salad, someone else's potatoes and 8 corn muffins. WOW!! He also left me a 25% gratuity. Thank you very much Mr. Steakeater.
I'm having a hard time writing a new entry. I want to leave my tribute to Simon at the top of my journal forever but it's not meant to be. Life goes on for the living.
We are in the midst of trying to purchase a restaurant. Talk about difficult. The sellers agents suck ass. We showed up to look at it Thursday at our scheduled time and there was no owner there. I guess someone forgot to tell the owner there was a showing. We have been waiting since Wednesday morning for the financial reports which the agents keep saying they'll fax. I can see why this place hasn't sold. Totally irresponsible real estate agents.
So, I guess I will have to call my agent and have him keep looking. This was an awesome place with a well established, thriving business. I want it so bad I can taste it. I just need the damn financial records.
Maybe this is God's way of saying it aint gonna happen woman. I don't know. All I know is that I am frustrated beyond belief!
If anyone here reads please give me some words of encouragement or send up a prayer. Please.
Update: 10 Minutes after I posted this my agent called and said he finally had the financials. I ran over and picked them up. Started browsing through. Wowsa! I should have become an accountant. I don't understand any of the tax return statements. I do understand there monthly statements though. I really understand the net profit part. I like that part. If we really made that I could afford a new truck. We shall see though, first things first. Get this bad boy over to the accountant for review and I'll let him tell me what the bottom line really is. You can all still give me good thoughts though. This is going to be a long weekend, waiting to drop these off.
Simon Suleman Ali Kassamali Dhanani
Humble Man of the World
"Simon A. Dhanani, a vice president at Aon Re Inc., was on the 99th floor of Tower 2 when the first airliner struck Tower 1. He directed the evacuation that moved 80 of the firm's employees to safety. But 22 of the company's workers didn't make it out, including Dhanani, said Albano Martell, one of his closest friends in Hartsdale. ""He gave up his life to save others,"" Martell said. ""It's such a great loss. He was a fascinating character who enjoyed the great mosaic that was New York."" Dhanani, a Muslim who attended a mosque in Queens, was born in Kenya, educated in England, and immigrated to the United States about 15 years ago."
"He was a man without frontiers, without borders."
That is how Simon A. Dhanani was described by the man who regarded himself as Mr. Dhanani's best friend. "My wife called us the odd couple," Albano Martell said of his friend. Mr. Martell, 46, was the voluble one of the pair; Mr. Dhanani, 62, the quiet, humble one. They shared a love of poetry, Andalusian music, talk of world religion. They both loved to eat. "It was the perfect marriage," Mr. Martell said.
Mr. Dhanani was a vice president at Aon, on the 99th floor of 2 World Trade Center. He lived alone in Hartsdale, N.Y. But he had a fixed chair at the Martells' dining table.
The weekend before the attack, Mr. Dhanani visited their home in nearby Ardsley. They drank a glass of wine. They listened to a new album of Andalusian music until late into the evening. They made plans to go to a Korean restaurant the following week. "He was a humble, kind, universal man,"Mr. Martell said. "He really enjoyed the mosaic of the world."
From: Dr. Leslie Popoff
Date: 02/12/2005
Message: Dear Mr. Dhanani, I sat next to you at a concert at Lincoln Center in which Yo-Yo Ma performed a piece by Richard Danielpour, and the subject was the silk road to China. You spoke about this magnificent office and view you had in the World Trade Center. you gave me your card and invited me to visit and see for myself. i never did, but i kept your card and thought of you. i just now brought myself to find out what happened to you. What a tragic loss! Forever rest in peace. Leslie Popoff
Dear Simon, I hope you are at peace. Life will never be the same. We missyou. Keep shining.
Michele Orisino (Aon)
Dear Simon,
I know that you are at peace and I was blessed to have you known you, even for a short time. You were always kind to me, and for that I am grateful.
Best,
KG
Katalin Goencz (New York, NY )
Dear Simon:
I think about you every day,I look around and I look at the palces we once shared.I miss your companioship,the tea time,the conversations about Joseph Campbell,I no longer can't talk about Romy or Gabriel Garcia Marquez, even Cesar Vallejo is missing you.Summer is approaching and the backyard is empty without your presence. We talk about Ahmed Shah Massoud almost a year ago.Still ,I look around and I see your peaceful eyes,your peaceful soul.
No matter how old I will be you will always be alive in my heart,
Your loving brother,
Albano
ALBANO MARTELL (ARDSLEY, NY )
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June 3, 2002
...I will always remember him as a friend who open my eyes to the world outside. He always told me stories of his many travels and that there is a whole world out there to enjoy and be had. We all miss you dearly.
Florence Han (Jersey City, NJ )
Simon, I think about you often and I am so sorry that your life ended like this. I know you are in a better place but your friends on earth miss your unique companionship and all the good times we shared. I have so many good memories of you. Love, Gail
Gail Martell (Ardsley, NY )
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May 11, 2002
I,m glad I know about you, Simon. I called for a Mercyband and received your name. I take you everywhere! I hope you have met my son, Timmy. He died after open heart surgery at 14 and 1/2. He would be 25 now! God Bless You and your family!
Helena Wresch (albertson, NY )
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April 4, 2002
Dear dad,
I am sorry that I did not see you and say goodbye before you left us.I hope wherever you are, you are at peace and remember us.
Love,
your son, Shervin
Shervin Dhanani (New London, NH )
I never met Simon but I pray for him every day. His name was given to me at our Church as someone to remember. Now that I've read something about him, I know that the world lost someone special. I would like to have met him. Louis
Louis Carello (Poughkeepsie, NY )
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January 31, 2002
Simon was always kind to me on my trips to the NY office. He also gave me some good tips on shopping and dining in London. Kindness is never forgotten. May you rest in Peace.
Mary Michl (Chicago, IL )
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January 17, 2002
I hope that you are in a peaceful place. Thank you for believing in me and for being so enocouraging..
You will be missed.
God Bless
K. Swain (NY )
God bless you and keep you safe from any harm.
kimberley hess
cambridge
kimberley hess (peoria, IL )
We are very sorry for your loss of Simon. May his love for Andalusian music, his life and love live on in those who love him. Our hearts cry with you.
America Cries
We see your sorrow-
and our hearts cry....
We can not erase your pain
but you do not have to face the anguish alone-for we-
-the American people-
are beside you.
We so desperately want to have the touch that brings you comfort,
the strength that gives you courage,
and the words to lighten your spirits.
And when we are left speechless
may the silence of our nation weave love into your hearts
to ease your sorrow.
May you find healing through our nation's strength as we-
-the American people-
face this difficult time together. Our hearts are with you. Teresa Jahn
Dixon, IL
Teresa Jahn (Dixon, IL )
I know we are supposed to write tributes to the brave people who lost their lives on that fateful day 5 years ago. I think these tributes by the people who knew and loved Simon say it best. It seems he was a wonderful friend to many and still lives on in the hearts of all who knew him.
May you fly with the angels Simon. God bless.
DEAR LORD, BLESS SIMON DHANANI AND MAY HE REST IN PEACE WITH GOD AND HIS ANGELS..GOD BLESS HIS FAMILY AND
HIS GOOD FRIENDS..GOD BLESS AMERICA
AND MAY WE NEVER FORGET 9/11/01.AMEN
Anonymous
Amen...
This post will remain here through September 11th. It is part of a project D. Challener Roe began, and includes over 3,000 bloggers paying tribute to those 2,996 men and women who were lost on that horrifically tragic day in 2001. Click 2,996 to read the rest of the tributes.
Argh! Argh! Argh! These sweet little children of mine are driving me to drink. 3 weeks and the little darlings will be back in school where they belong. Hallelujah!! They are in their rooms right now chanting "we're not tired". I should go back there, then they would be chanting "we have sore butts". lol
Last night I was sitting out by the pond with a few friends, we were visiting and watching Blade catch minnows. I heard this chink sound but really loud. I said what was that and looked up. Holly points at the little demon spawn that lives next door and said he just threw rocks. They bounced off the window down into the pond. If there are two things I am protective of (besides my kids) it is my windows and my turtle. I yelled at the kid to not do it again. He took off running into his yard. I thought good I scared him, hell no he was going back for more rocks. He comes running back into my yard and I tell him to not do it. He raises his arm, his Mom is standing 10 feet away, he pulls back and is about to let them fly. I am thinking hell she is watching and isn't going to say anything so I decide to defend my property and my sweet little turtle. I quickly grab his arm and yell at him that I told him no. I told him get out of my yard and don't come back. Mom still says nothing so I push him out of the yard. Man I was pissed. So now I know 2 things about Hmongs. 1) there kids are potential thieves and 2) they let the monsters do what they want. I am going to stick up a no trespassing sign. I guess the kid was spotted taking some shit out of my garage. I am going to write a letter to the parents letting them know that I would appreciate them keeping their children out of my yard and if he trespasses after I put the sign up I will press charges. I mean wtf?? What do I have to do to protect my home from a 4 year old?? lol
This weekend we had such a good time. Friday night we partied like rock stars. Nathan was in town. It was so fun to see him. Tige got buck ass naked and posed on Alex's motorcycle. I about died laughing, not cause he was naked on the bike but because it was my husband taking the shots!!! There were more booby pictures and bare ass Tige pictures than there should have been. Felix ended up ripping a nipple ring out. Ouch!! It was Alex's birthday and he celebrated. He ended up in the shower trying to sober up from 2 am until 7 am.
Saturday Shawn went to Scott's bachelor party and I went back over to Holly and Tige's. I said I wasn't drinking and I wasn't showing my boobs. I had to work Sunday morning and I hate going in hung over. Yeah right!! I did a few shots and then started in on the Captain Coke's. After that the boobs started coming out. Shawn and the guys got there and then there were even more body parts to show off. The highlight of the night was all 20 + of us lying in a circle on the garage floor so Tige could take a picture of us. He said show your boobies, so we did. Guys too! lol. I came home at 4. Finally fell asleep at 6. I was just to keyed up to sleep. I found out last night that Tige and Nathan ended the night on Alex's boat taking naked pictures of each other. Fags you ask?? No, brothers!! Weirdo's!!
There was so much more and I know I will want to remember it but most is fuzzy. We played ring of fire all night, kick ass game!! Laura was trying to act prude but ended up showing more goodies than anyone else. She crossed the line but oh well. I decided to show off some Pilate's moves. Crazy pictures taken there. I was dressed. Tige whipped his weeny out and smacked Shawn in the back. A crazy night was had by all. I sure as shit hope no one that knows the neighbors read this blog!
One should never mess with a Mom. Especially one that becomes as ferocious as a mama bear when she feels one of her cubs are in harm. That is just what happened to this mama bear and her cub today.
I had just pulled in the drive from picking up some lime for the yard, ran in to drop my stuff in the foyer before going back out to help Shawn drop lime on our grass. Hannah was babbling about Matthew, Skylee was babbling about Matthew then Ed came up and said some coherent things about Matthew getting beat up and he was going to take care of it. I took one look at Matthew with his swollen face and I told Ed that there was no way in hell he was taking care of anything because I was doing so first.
I made a bee-line passed my husband who looked puzzled and said you look mad, what's up. I didn't answer, I was on a mission. I rang the doorbell at Cade's house and told his Mom what was up. She got pissed right away too and told me Cade wasn't there, he was at Levi's. I said that's where I was headed and she followed.
We made it over to Levi's house, heard the 3 little boys stories in which they said one older boy encouraged it which prompted Cade's Mom and I demand that boy be brought out now. We drug similar stories out of the bunch of boys but only one was talking, the rest were agreeing or adding little tidbits.
Cade was made to appologize to Matthew. Later his Dad came over to check on Matthew and make sure he was okay and so we could cross check our stories before anyone got the punishment coming to them. We still don't know exactly what happened. Matthew says the 3 little guys and Barrett the older boy were all hitting him. Cade says Matthew hit him first and he hit him back but that Barrett encouraged it. Regardless Matthew will not be hanging with these particular boys again for a while. He could have really been hurt if it was 4 boys punching on him, one being 13.
I sent Ed over to deal with Barrett. He had to contain himself from pissing his own pants when Ed got in his face. I know I shouldn't have sent Ed over but I surely would have went to jail for what I would have done to the kid had I dealt with his sorry ass.
I have to have the world's best customers.
For months I have had this couple come in on Thursdays. They usually just have soda's and share a burger before they play cards. They give me a couple bucks sometimes and other times nothing. I don't really care. I just really like those two.
Last night they came in and ate dinner and Ashley tells me I hit a huge jackpot the other night at the card club. How cool for her!!
When it came time to pay the bill her husband William hands me a hundred dollar bill. I told him I would be right back with the change. He said no, just keep it, that's for you.
HUGE tip!! He said how cool I always am to them and this just makes up for all the times they wanted to give me a good tip and couldn't. How sweet of them!!
This is why I do what I do. Not for the money but for the friendships formed. I love my customers and it seems they are fond of me too!
Don't ya love it when people whom you consider friends turn out to be not so friend like and a lot like you feared they were when you first met them?
It turns out that is exactly what is happening in our happy, friendly little cul-de-sac. Our next door neighbors sold their house to 2 chinese/mong families "just to spite us". Their new neighbors are so much "cleaner and have such nicer things" than the people in our neighborhood. It was implied that we are all white trash. All said in a drunken slur of course. Sincerest apologies the next day. Whatever.
Sooo, I will be parting ways with the neighbors I loved and trusted when they move it in 17 days and say hello to two non english speaking families whom will not mesh well in the cul-de-sac we have come to love. With so many family members coming and going will the kids all be able to play out in the road like they have been accustomed to? Will I feel safe letting my kids out to play without my watching their every move? I am so hurt and upset by what was said and afraid of the unknown. Duanne told us all when they put the house on the market that they would look out for all of us, why then did he pick the two non-english speaking families with heaven knows how many family members between them when they also had an offer for the same amount of money from a normal family of 4?
What I do know is I won't be attending the pompous neighbors baby shower Sunday as I had planned. I just don't want to spend my hard earned money on them knowing they feel they way they do. Maybe their new neighbors can by them some fancy new stuff.
End of that subject for now.
Our weekend has been both fun and relaxing. We spent all day Sunday with Shawn's aunt and uncle. It was a great day of family, food, games, water balloons and fireworks. The kids had a blast. That's what really counts, right?
Yesterday we bummed around the house, took naps, played in the yard, bbq'd some burgers and relaxed. It was such a nice day home relaxing.
Yesterday we were up early to go to an independence day parade. 2 hours!! Wow!! We met up with another of Shawn's aunts, my friend Jen and her family. We really had a nice time together at the parade. The kids made out like little bandits. There is nothing quite like watching kids scramble for candy like it is some sort of drug.
After the parade we all went our separate ways. Shawn, I and the kids headed to the park for food, food, food!! They had a really great d.j playing all kinds of party tunes to get the crowd dancing. They had classic cars including a Delorian that the kids were soooooo intrigued with. They wanted to know if it was really the one from Back to the Future! They had HUGE slip and slides set up on a hill with fire hoses shooting above them for the kids to play on. Mine had a blast. Who cares that they didn't have suits? It really was a great time and I am sure we will be back next year.
We spent the rest of the afternoon napping and bumming before we met up with Holly and Tige across the street and a few other neighbors for fireworks. All and all a good day and a fun yet relaxing weekend.
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