This is how I feel today.....

Well it has happened. She no longer needs me!

I never thought I would see the day that my baby left home for a big school all by her little self. By the way, don't tell her I called her little! So the first day of Kindergarten has come and gone. We are all fully intact. That is except my heart...it aches for my baby back. There is no one there saying things like "Eat your lunch, Alyssa." Oh well, I can micromanage at home.

So Miss Independent was so excited that she could barely sleep the night before meet the teacher day. She picked out her outfit which cracked me up. Only my kid would want to rock her black high top converse with a denim skirt and Hannah Montana t-shirt. So here she is meeting her teacher Julie. I am not sure what ever happened to calling your teacher Ms. Aiello, but her teacher goes by just Julie. OK, whatever.

She just loves Julie!

That day was our 7th wedding anniversary so we went out to eat while Grandma M and Grandpa hung out with Lyssie. While at dinner I had a grand idea to get her a few books to help her adjust. I did realize later that they were really more for me to adjust! She got the The Night Before Kindergarten and The Kissing Hand. Let me tell you, I am glad that The Kissing Hand came with an audio CD. I don't think I could have read it to her with out bursting into tears.

So after a ton of tossing and turning by the both of us, it was off to dreamland. The next morning came far too quickly!

We got ready and out the door in record time. Of course I tortured her with millions of pictures outside before we left the house.

Off to school we went! She was so excited she could not stand it! I left her with out a fuss. She could not wait for me to leave. I think I was cramping her style. I took one more picture because I couldn't help myself.

Next thing I know she will be off to college and then her wedding and then babies!!! How do you make them slow down?!?!?!

If he didn't have bad luck he would have no luck at all!

To put it mildly, my Dad has had a serious string of bad luck lately. The string off luck started about a month ago.


Incident #1 So my Dad is a Sheriff and a month or so ago he pulled over a couple of bike riders for riding erratically. The lady said it was because she had not ridden a bike in years. Yeah...RIGHT!! My dad cried bull shit on her excuse since she REEKED of booze. So just before he went back to his cruiser to write her a ticket she decided she had to pee and without warning she pissed all over herself. Since he was in such shock and since he was trying to contain his laughter he spun around quickly to return to his car. Well, I guess his mind was elsewhere because he walked straight into a poll! He ended up with a pretty big gash on his forehead and an afternoon off from work.


Incident #2 A few weeks ago I got a call from my Mom. I could tell something was up by the tone in her voice. She said "Megan, your Dad was hurt at work." Of course, these are the kind of calls that nightmares are made of when a family member is in this line of work. Of course this one took a turn when my Mom burst out laughing and said a few words I will never forget. "Dad tased himself last night!" I know people can get seriously hurt from this but this was some funny stuff! Of course it was only funny because he is OK. So I guess what happened was a few guys were in a fight so he was trying to break it up. One guys was having none of that, so he decided to tase him. Well the first shot did not go so well. The gun jammed and misfired so he missed the guy. Well....he had to reload the gun. What he did not realize was that the gun was still in its 5 second cycle so when he went to clip in the next round it immediately went off...right into his left hand. Well good thing he had a hefty supply of adrenalin rushing through his body because he had to pry the fish hook type probes out of his hand so he could get back to breaking these guys up. In this instance he ended up with a severely bruised hand and one more day off of work. Don't worry it did not hold him down. The next night he was out playing (and winning) at BINGO!

The next day he and my Mom went on a road trip for 2 weeks. Upon their return came incident #3!


Incident #3 This one really is a doosey...a doosey with sadly not much of a grand story. Too bad he couldn't tell people that it happened when he was chasing a bank robber and got in a big tussle with him when it happened. The real story is he stepped out of a trailer and rolled his foot. I know, there is nothing more mundane as this. Luckily, my Mom was with him (as was my 5 year old!!!) I got one more call from my Mom to meet them at the hospital. This time they said it was just some torn ligaments. Too bad the next day he got a call from the hospital that one of the x-rays got lost in the shuffle and he actually broke his foot. When he came in the next day he got a cast. Then one more call from the doctor the next day to say that that they thought he should see a surgeon "just to be on the safe side." Well it ended up that the "safe side" wanted him to have surgery. Here he is in all his glory...pissed beyond belief!!! At least they gave him good drugs that put a smile on his face!

Poor guy! I guess his luck has to change soon. I guess it has too he has now, with this injury, he has retired!

Remind me sometime to tell you about the time he was airlifted to the hospital. Seriously...it never ends!!!!!

Don't leave things at my house. Repete...DON"T leave things you like at my house

So, Jess just called me out on her blog for "stealing" her favorite shoes. This is BS! It is not my fault that she drunkenly kicked them off under my coffee table and left them for me to later wear.

I decided that for girls night out I had to find an outfit to showcase these glorious shoes. Since they are a cute navy heal with white polka dots and a bow it was necessary to make sure this outfit coordinated perfectly. My shoes matched my necklace and my shirt matched my toes. It was perfect! I could not possible leave the house with out having the hubby take a picture so Jess could see what a fantastic time her shoes would have that evening! A great evening they had for sure. The gang of us girls went to happy hour and talked till way after happy hour. I love hanging with these girls. We can talk about nothing and everything all night long. If if were not for our kids at home we might be able to stay out past 11!

So just a little warning and reminder; make sure you leave my house with everything you came with!

Well it does not count if she doesn't end up with a black eye...right?

OK….so I have to admit what I did to Alyssa yesterday. I took a "mental health" day from work yesterday so I picked Alyssa up early from school. We decided to rock out to Hannah Montana music and dance crazy around the living room. Well ... I was flailing my arms around (because I am a VERY good dancer) and I punched Alyssa in the face. I could not decided if I wanted to laugh (because I am so spastic) or cry (because my daughter was crying). It was not my best Mommy moment yet it was kind of comical at the same time.

She still was unmarked when all was said and done so it does not count , right?