Just been busy sucking all the fun out of the niece's last days here. She left today and I'm so stinking sad. Sleep is definitely what I turn to when I feel bad. She was flying alone and I had to take her to the plane and then wait for it to take off before I could leave the terminal. As soon as she walked up the ramp and was out of sight on the plane I lost it. Bawled my eyes out. And then, I was REALLY sleepy. Like so sleepy that I could have laid down right there for a nap.
Yesterday we (the kiddos & me) went to Wonderworks. We'd never been before and had a pretty good time. We played laser tag and Sylvie and I got our butts kicked by the boys.
See that tunnel around them? It's spinning and all freaky looking because a black light is on. You feel like you're spinning when you walk across the bridge. This was the entrance into the place and it was like pulling teeth to get Sylvie to walk across it because she was sure that we were all going to be flipped off of the bridge. I just love the spaced out look on their faces.
Here's Sylvie on bed of nails. You lie (lay?) down on the bed and then the nails raise up and lift you. She freaked smooth out when the nails came out and tried to get off. The lady running the thing cut it short and we got her off pretty quickly.
One thing that I've decided: Our marriage would not make it if we had kids. I'd probably do what his ExWife did and go nuts about 4 years into it and say "I've gotta go! You take good care of them, okay?". It's a lot of work when there's a kid around all of the time. I am so looking forward to sleeping in past 8 a.m. this Saturday.
I've decided that it's okay to show the sprogs faces in my photos. I'd been blotting out their faces because for awhile Sweety was like "what if the EW finds your blog and is mad that you have pictures of them on it?" I found her MySpace and Yahoo journals the other day and she has no problem showing their faces there, so I figure I can't be chewed out for doing it too. She's such a maroon that she also uses her full-freaking-name as her URL and her late husband's name is easily found also as well as using the boys' real names. She is not very cautious "hi, molesters! i'm widowed and looking for love! these are my 4 beautiful children!" I'm tempted to email her and tell her that it might be a good idea to give herself a bit more anonymity but I'm pretty sure that any suggestion I made wouldn't be welcomed.
Oh, lemme show you what I've resorted to doing with that yapping hound...
She'll yip-yip when I'm in the shower and paw at the shower curtain when I'm bathing and I got tired of hearing it the other night. She shut the hell up when I put her on her perch. Does anyone else out there shower with their dog on a regular basis or is it just me? Is this weird? I think since she's small enough to not be in the way in there that it's okay. She doesn't even hardly get wet.