I have all these things I would like to blog about, but so many people read my blog now that I feel weird talking about a lot of that stuff. By the way I mean people I know, people in my family and such. Isn't it funny that I'm cool sharing my drama with friends and people I don't know, but get a little creeped out at the thought of other people lurking here and reading?
Maybe I need one blog for pictures of the grandkids, and another for me to bitch about whatever I feel like bitching about on that particular day? LOL
We're supposed to go my friend Tiffeny's house to swim today but her kids are sick. Amelia is not happy with me.
Two weekends in a row I got to go out kid free. I even had my first ever whole night with no children!! It was only the second time I've been away from Amelia all night ( the first time was the two nights in the hospital when I had Anthony.)
A few weekends ago we had a sleepover for one of my groups. All of us girls spent the night at one girl's apartment in LA. The evening involved a lot of mimosas and margaritas, as well as drunken karaoke, leftovers from some bigwig party in Brentwood and a really drunken game of taboo. I'm not sure it qualified as an actual game though since there weren't many rules followed and we kept forgetting to watch the timer. It was fun though. When I finally awoke the next morning and drug my sorry ass off of Beth's couch, my eyelids felt like they were glued shut and full of sand, and my head was trying very hard to explode. The best part was when I checked my phone a mere 5 minutes after stumbling back from the bathroom, and found 7 missed calls from my husband. Was anyone bleeding? Nope. Was anyone sick? Nope. Had our house burned down? Wrong again. Jeff was tired. And he wanted to know when I was coming home so he could nap. LMAO I love my husband.
Friday night I got to go out again without the kids. I went to LA for a jewelry party. The jewelry was really nice and it was great to visit with a few friends I hadn't seen in a long time. The funny part though was pretty much everyone at the party except for me and another lady were fluent in Spanish. And a couple of he older ladies don't speak much English. So the woman who was showing us the jewelry kept going back to Spanish and then she would come talk to me and Yvonne and we'd just look at her. I get about every 3rd word, ( hey it was good practice right? I should go visit them more often!!) but it was still pretty funny. I think we had the poor lady a little frazzled. LMAO But hey I got new jewelry, had some great drinks and delicious tiramisu. All in all it was a good night.
OKay I had more stuff I was going to ramble on about, but the natives are getting restless. Maybe I'll be back later.