Life

Two weekends ago we had out annual family/friend camping trip.  Sadly I forgot my camera so no photos.  Our summer disappeared too quickly, hence the late September time. The weather was great though.  It was a tad cool at night, but thanks to a good friend, Fefe (or the Stay Puft Marshmellow baby) was nice and warm.  Her hands did get a little cool, but such is life when the thumb needs to stay available for thumb sucking.  Ephant and Brother B had a great time finding and playing with the caterpillars all over the place.  Fefe didn't sleep that great, but I guess that is to be expected when camping.  When we drove home she fell asleep within about 30 seconds of getting in the car.  I decided it would best to wait to do that till we got home.

Last week I took my last zoloft and have been going through lovely withdrawal (although for some reason they prefer to call it discontinuation syndrome).  Since I had a cold last week I felt like I had the flu with the two combined together.  I'm feeling better now, although still a tad dizzy.  I had to take a nap a couple days in a row and Loofa decided to up the ante in badness.  The first day wasn't so bad, he just got into my purse and ate half of my chocolate bar in there.  The second day he pulled the smart card out of the dish network receiver.  I spent about 10 minutes trying to figure out why it wasn't working.  He also pulled down the coat rack, screws and all, trying to get into my purse.  That smile is his "I know I'm in trouble, but I know I'm cute" smile.

Conference weekend went really well for us.  I received a conference packet from my mom and a friend that was fabulous.  Ephant and Brother B got more out of it then they ever have before.  We'll definitely have to do that again next time.  They were a little hyper by the time Sunday afternoon hit, but that is what comes with a two day house confinement.  

While the kids were bored they decided it was tent building time and put together a tent with the plasma tv box.  Ephant asked if they could sleep downstairs in their creation.  We decided to let them do it, although the chances of them ending up in their own beds before the night was through was about 100%.  Loofa had to sleep in the teepee since the box tent wasn't big enough.  He surprised us all by still being there in the morning.  I remember loving sleeping in other rooms as a kid.

On another vein, if you are ever tempted to watch "There Will Be Blood", DON'T DO IT!  I think that one has made my personal top ten worst movies ever made list.  How it was nominated for an acadamy award is hard to fathom.