What Do You Mean It's Time To Update The Calendar?!?!?!?!

UGH!

I just updated it, five minutes ago.  How ON EARTH is September over?

But September was fun.  I don't want it to be O-V-E-R!!!

I got to have Dinner with my friend from The Detailed Decorator.

My Mom and Sister came to visit!

We threw a baby shower for my other Sister, who is very very very pregnant.  And probably the only giddy 8 month pregnant woman in the history of mankind, without the help of drugs........

I got to take a week off from laundry, and funny thing happened, ALL of my laundry was done anyways.  It's kind of like when I was a kid and I needed clean socks.  POOF!  There they were.

Along with a pepper grinder and rubber spatula.....

It was magical!

The Hubs and I went on a mini vacation to Savannah, where we drank like we were young and able to overcome hangovers.  We ate like we had 3 stomachs, and we walked like we were marathon mall walkers......

And we even attempted one of those "Call A Cab" Daquiris from Wet Willies that my friend had told me about. 

I apologize to you dear friend, we didn't have it in us to finish the drink.....

I had parent teacher conferences with the kids' teachers.....  So far so good.  Well, there was Moops.  Apparently he is focused and driven, and is on a mission to make straight 100s.......

He didn't get that from me.  So, that means I can blame The Hubs for that....  But, wait....  Ugh!  Darn you Hubs, darn you........

Bonus!

We went apple picking this weekend, where I encountered what I can only describe as a future Real Housewives Cast Member.....

She had her hair did, her make-up on, and blinged out.  And as she stepped onto the tractor trailer that hauls you up the mountain, I took note of the cream colored silk tunic and knee high patent leather stiletto boots she was wearing, AND her big blingy handbag.  Her entourage (hubby and sons) were all in jeans, t-shirts and sneakers.

I was in t-shirt, jeans and sneakers......  Le Sigh...

I didn't think much of her after that.  After all, I had apples to pick.  Granny Smith, Jona Gold, Stayman Wynsap, Empire, Rome Beauties.......

It wasn't until after I had already sent The Hubs and the boys back to the starting point that I saw her again.

This time though, she was sprinting through the rows of apples effortlessly.  Blingy bag on one arm and big ol' sack of apples on the other.

She paused for a moment, turned around and yelled at her entourage to keep up. 

Looking back at them, they were all sweaty and sluggish.  And they most definitely were not wanting to be there.

Looking back at her, she was darting from apple tree to apple tree stating very precisely her intentions for each apple.  She was like an apple expert in Prada....

From what I can decipher, dinner for them was a 5 course meal with an apple theme.

For us, it was chicken tacos and rice......

And I Will Walk 500 Miles......

No I wouldn't......

But we conned my Mom into coming for a visit......

what have I done since she has arrived????????????

Well, I haven't done.....

my laundry...

the dishes...

the floors...

gotten up with my kids....

I DID smoke a brisket...... 

FYI.  My rub is as follows......

oregano
ground mustard
paprika
cayenne pepper
salt
cinnamon
cumin
garlic powder
black pepper

And then after smoking it for 3 hours with mesquite wood chips, I stuck it in the oven at 200 degrees and added dark brown mustard and worcestire sauce to the juices and let it marinate spa style for a few hours.

I think I am in love....

And then my Mom made us go to Ikea.

And now I have new dishes, and tea towels and cinnamon rolls and a shoe cabinet!!!!!!!

Then we absolutely had to got to Toys r us where my Mom let the kids go wild.

And while the shoes may now be put away, I have 1000 more legos to step on..............

She has a way of keeping me in line, and it is evil and genius.......

But dude, my Mom, she's not insane.  So that is good.

And even better, she backs me up just enough to totally confuse the kids.

I love my Mom....

Quarantine

So, this morning around 2 am, Moops started with the puke.  I was actually sound asleep and it was The Hubs that woke up, and then woke me up.  Sleep was just a dream after that.  The laundry room went into operation, barf buckets had to be pulled from inventory, and hazmat had to be notified.

Soon after, it was time to get ready for school.  And while I'm sure my kids are fully capable of getting their clothes themselves.  I usually pull their clothes for them, so I can be sure they are wearing CLEAN underwear, socks, uniforms, etc.

So, to my delight, a groggy Alex proceeds to get himself dressed.  I watched as he took Izzy's uniform skirt and slinked off.  And duh, I didn't say a thing. 

He came back into the kitchen "dressed", although he was having trouble with the button.  FYI, his pants have snaps instead of buttons.

I smirked and waited a few minutes, because he still hadn't noticed. 

By this time, I am trying really hard not to laugh.

And yes, I did finally point out that he was wearing his sisters skirt.  He was quite miffed.

I then went to go wake up Ike, who also was sick.  Joy~

Three out of four of my kids were home today.....

Ike does sick differently though.  He throws up and then is good for hours on end.  He is happy, playful, hungry.  Then he pukes again.  We then Rinse (disinfect) and Repeat.

Tomorrow I am supposed to have Dinner with my good friend from The Detailed Decorator .  The Hubs says I still should go, that he can handle the puke, if necessary.  Hmmmmmmmm

I promise, if I feel ill I will quarantine myself and only share my germs with The Hubs.....