Hakuna MaTaTas

we celebrated my friend Carol on Friday night with a pre-surgery party. She's been battling breast cancer for about 7 months and on Monday is her lumpectomy. We laughed, had pleny of pizza, great friends and LOTS of beer for some.

Her white blood count has been extremely low from her mega chemos, so please pray that she gets to go thru with surgery on Monday. She is one of the most generous friends with the kindest hearts.

smile

today is much much better. Leighton is still gone, but we're okay. The weather is great, so I made the executive decision to skip TKD and let the boys play outside on their bikes with the neighborhood kids. this is what I call a win-win, they are excercising, playing and happy. And I get to check my e-mail.

We did play a new game tonight--bananagrams. cute. More age appropriate for Wyatt (7) and less so for Logan. Logan still made great words, but did not put them in the scrabble format. I think we're in for round two after pizza and bath.

ps--i guess i outed myself, pizza for dinner. also on my relax schedule is a wonderful massage scheduled w the fabulous Laura tomorrow while the boys are in school.

overwelmed

it's official, that's what I am. How could a supposed housewife be so overwelmed, well--but to put it lightly--Leighton's been slammed working and was gone for 21 days in October. Logan got diagnosed with ADHD (in September), somethink that we knew he had but did not want to medicate until it was absolutely needed. well, for his safety, he needed it. Going through different medications, awful side effects, vising therapists, doctors, pediatric behavior specialists, psychiatrists, oh my the list goes on.
Oh, and I have another child. We're all getting balanced with doctors, tai kwon do, gymnastics, Destination Imagination, cleaning, laundry, bath and even sometimes a home cooked meal--but don't hold your breath on the last one. I am officially waiting for life to calm down. I learned today to say I cannot do something. I feel guilty, but seriously--it is unrealistic for me to be able to have a whole morning with Wyatt at his DI workshop without Logan. 3 1/2 hours. So instead, another mom will help out at the workshop and I'll get alone time with Logan. I just keep saying one day I'll have a clean house and be bored. i need to calm down, take a hot relaxing bath and have a good cry. Tomorrow will be easier.

Houston trip

We had a fabulous trip to Houston this past weekend. I say that now, completely looking back on it. We had some high points---the boys happy to get new build -a-bears, catching up with an old friend (Kristen), watching little Colton think he's a big boy at 3, Dewberry Farms, great gumbo at Ragin Cajun, a good hotel room, and 20 minutes in the container store.

The part I'm blocking out... Logan's witching hour that lasted about 45 minutes each night. One one particular evening we were still in the galleria. I did not get to do any shopping for me at the mall, but did get to stop on the way out and get some new laundry baskets for our room.

I really think childbirth trains your mind to block out and forget all the horrible things your children do at times. The most important part is that the boys each said they had fun, I had a great time with them and that we are home safe after driving through a couple of downpours.

On the schedule for this weekend is Yorktown Western Days. We're heading about an hour and 45 minutes to catch some good old fashioned fun. Great free music as Ziegenbock is sponsoring it--so hello Kevin Fowler. One of my great friends offered up her ranch about 5 minutes away complete with over 1000 acres for the boys to scream at and an outdoor kitchen that sounds amazing with a glass of wine.

All this being planned, I actually caught Wyatt's throw up in my hands tonight at gymnastics. seriously? and notice how I wrote this last? yup, you guessed it. selective memory, I'm already trying to block it from my brain. Wyatt came home and went straight to bed. He'll be home tomorrow and hopefully that'll be the last we see of that nasty virus.