and then there was that time when I got uninvited
Whenever we go to the lake I see people with tents set up on the shore and I think how fun that would be to go camping at the lake (maybe we shouldn't have been so eager to part ways with the Dutchman pop-up). I planted the idea in Jason's head and I think he missed the part about it being a family camping trip and was focused entirely on the idea of wakeboarding on virgin water as smooth as glass, untouched by any boat at the break of dawn. Before I knew it he and Shawn planned a camping trip without me. He said it was in the name of the baby and had something to do with him eating dirt last time and coming down with hand, foot, mouth disease the next day. Whateves. I really am not that much of a buzz kill, am I? Okay, maybe I wouldn't have let them pose for pictures holding the dead fish bones, and maybe I wouldn't have let Maddox hold that snake that bit him (nothing but a flesh wound), and maybe I would have put sunscreen on Maddox's entire body, not just on the half that was exposed while he was sleeping. But the kids had an awesome time and Jason did promise to take me and the babes back next time. Besides, having a weekend with just me and baldy wasn't a bad gig. I should have watched all 7 of the Grey's Anatomy episodes on my DVR and eaten atleast 5 snack size pringles, but instead I tackled painting the entertainment center and end tables. I had a small window of opportunity before Jason changed his mind. In a moment of weakness he agreed to it, even though we both know my track record when it comes to painting furniture. But I promised to do it right and you best believe I did just that. 48 hrs of priming, painting, polyurethaning and bribing Ryder with illegal amounts of frozen gogurts to stay put in the high chair. It was an exhausting weekend, thankgoodness I had Uchtdorf, Jay Z and gobs of ice-cream to get me through it. It turned out like the breath of fresh air I was hoping for and once I get my new couches in I'll post pictures.