This Weekend

Originally my weekend was to be spent at soccer games, but teenagers have a tendency to throw a wrench in your plans quite frequently. Since he is now grounded from Xbox and his phone (the world is gonna end) for the next three weeks and nothing but studying is forseen in his near future; my plans were changed.

Although, I was highly disappointed I was unable to whoop-n-holla for my highly talented son (no bias there); I was able to spend the weekend with my wish-she-was-my-sister-sista. Ever since she moved back from Georgia a year ago; we have only gotten together about three maybe four times. Of course my husband was not so keen on hanging with the girls this weekend so he headed to his cousins for a boys weekend of hunting and fishing. Now my wish-she-was-my-sister-sista picked up like we hadn't missed a beat.

I have to say that her and I are connected on such a level that it can be catagorized as paranormal. Almost every major event that we have gone through or suffered has paralleled each other. Our sons were born three weeks apart from each other and both our girls were born on the exact same day. Our husbands were in Iraq at the same times, both times they went...one in the military and the other in the private sector. We even suffered the loss of loved ones within two weeks of each other. That is just scratching the surface.

Her and I have always had a brutal honesty policy. For most people we are an aquired taste. We have always called it like we saw it from get-go and this works for us. There hasn't ever been anything we could not tell one another...so we are fully loaded with some serious ammo for blackmail on each other; luckily it is even.

For the most part we had a great time this weekend. We laid in bed and watched True Blood trying to get caught up for the up and coming season; however, I am still several behind. Oh well. Well, as I stated before we have KIDS...sooooooo as all kids do, they whined, argued (with us), were always hungry and always, regardless of everything they had to entertain them, were BORED. Needless to say they pestered and annoyed us. They annoyed us to the point that we were itching to beat them! We were even contemplating a search for the phone numbers to CPS so they would be on speed dial them. We begged them to call! Really they need a Parent Protective Services. Seriously, parents can be just abused!!!!Luckily they realized that the ice was thin and that they were dangerously close to hitting that red button that would ultimatley cause world annihalation!

After several hours of complete annoyance, I got the decorating bug and started relocating her furniture around, moving pictures to different walls, reorganizing drawers and bookshelves. Finally, I had done as much as I could do there and we headed to my house where I cleaned a lot, hung a couple of things and did lots of laundry. BORING. So then we just sat around and watched more movies. Then when hubby got home the attitude from the kids amazingly dissapated. What is that about???? Teenagers SUCK!