I didn't get a duck

11-8-10




It was a fast weekend. I feel like I didn’t even have one, yet I know I did.



Friday night I got to have Tito’s. It wasn’t like I remembered in terms of quality. It wasn’t bad, but I don’t feel the need to revisit for some time. I was just happy to have it for the fact that I had wanted it the week prior.



Saturday was mostly spent up at Universal City Walk. The boys and I went with my parents up there in order to watch my dad “sky dive”. We went earlier than the appt, and were able to wander a bit. It has been a long ass time since I was up there. I used to go a lot more often, and even though there was a lot that was the same, it took me a bit to get re-acclimated to the new stuff.

When we first walked in, there was this giant line of people all clearly waiting for someone famous. The way it was set up coming out of the parking structure put us right on what would be considered the red carpet. A few people actually took our pictures. So lame, people. We figured out we were not where we should be and got out of the crowd. The people were there because some actors from Days of our Lives would be there. It was crazy. There was such a huge amount of people all excited to see soap opera starts. Never you mind that soaps are dying out, or that they are pretty lame. These people were ready for the most exciting day of their lives.



Lame!



We didn’t get to see my dad do his flight until close to 11, so the boys did get a bit antsy. And really, even though I think they liked watching people fly around in this giant glass cylinder, there is only so much of it that they give a crap about.



It was very cool to see, though. My dad got two flights, and on the second one, the instructor even got him up to the very top a few times. It was awesome! I am sure we will go back so the boys and Ken can do it. I don’t have much desire to do it, aside from the fact that I can’t. It is hard to make a whale fly. LOL!

Sunday was soccer day, and the game was magic. I swear, Bobby was in a goofy state. He was victory dancing when someone scored, not watching anything that was going on in the game, and constantly playing with his shorts (which seems to be a popular pastime for most of the kids).



However, the end of the game brought anger.



When we bring snacks for the kids, we tend to bring enough for siblings. It has always been that way. Well, the fucktard of a team mom chose to bring enough for her extra kids, but not one for Dax. No joke. Dax walked up there to get his goody bag (which by the way has no fucking thought to it at all) and she said she didn’t have one for him. He came back to me, all tears. It was heartbreaking. I am a little teary thinking about it. I don’t like this woman, but this took the cake. I ALWAYS bring a snack for her brat of a daughter, and my stuff is thought out. Fuck her and her asshole family. My poor Dax was miserable. I mean, I had to actually carry him most of the way to the car he was so upset. This fucking broad couldn’t bring another bag of leftover Halloween candy for the other siblings? God damned bitch.



Thankfully, I had candy and things in the car to appease him. Plus, McDonalds Smoothie fixes everything.

Fucking bitch.



After the game, we went to the Paige museum where there was a Super Adoption Event. Brandy was there with 6 of her rescues, trying to get them forever homes. We wanted to show our support and say hello. There were so many cute critters down there. But as we walked the fair, the talk of the town was the boys in their shark sweatshirts. I wish we worked for Hot Topic because I am telling you, we could have sold a dozen or so.



I spoke to one of the volunteers down there who suggested fostering for us since we have done a few rescues. I don’t know that we have the facilities right now, but it is a thought. When Bobby gets older, he would be probably pretty good at helping me socialize some critters. He is quite good with the animals. Dax is, too, but I don’t think he is as interested. Bobby wanted all of the pets down there.



We had parked in the parking structure near the park. It was the only non full lot, but man, it was pricey. $2.25 every 15 minutes. But since we needed a place to park, we went in. What we then saw was the line to get out of the place. It would cost an extra $4.50 in wait time! We figured we would tackle that when we left. So when we got into the car to go, we followed the line of cars. We didn’t expect to see this, though.



This Jeep was trying to go around one of the other exits’ rails. He looked stuck, but I liked his tenacity. A few of the cars behind him scattered when it appeared that he looked way stuck. So this left us and another 2 cars in front of us. The guy in the first car got out, broke the rail and drove out. We all followed. And I mean everyone behind us, which was a lot. It was breaking the rules, but it was awesome! So parking was free.



The rest of the day was mellow. We watched Toy Story 3 while eating dinner, which was relaxing aside from the tears. Damned Pixar and their ability to make me cry at the drop of a hat. Even Bobby looked a little teary at the super teary point. He asked many questions, which were sweet. Dax freaked out again at the evil monkey. I understand his concern. Evil monkey sucks.

No boss today or tomorrow. Yay!



I have been told that I seem chipper today. I wonder why that is. I don’t know that I feel particularly chipper. Oh well. I suppose it is good that I don’t look grouchy.



I need to bathe Lycos. She is filthy. Luna got her bath on Friday, and she looks purdy.

I need to prep for Christmas decorations. We have actually been considering a (gasp) fake tree. I know, blasphemy, but it would save money and time and trees. So we will see how it goes.