Sally's New Home

Some of you have asked for an update on Sally, so I will give it to you. Although, it seems that my own REAL children aren't as exciting as Sally. This hurts a little. But anyway, here is the latest on our resident invisible friend. Turns out I was not a good enough mother to Sally, so she went out to look for a new one. She found one and she was recently adopted. Her mother is also invisible, so it is probably a better fit anyway. It was hard for me to be there for Sally when I couldn't even see her. It created some tension in our relationship. But her new mother seems quite nice and so Sally moved out last week. Maura says she is doing well. I know what you are thinking...that this means no more Sally. But Sally always seems to find her way back into our life. Tragedy follows that girl wherever she goes, and I can almost promise that she will be back and she will have some more traumatizing events to deal with. The Sally saga continues...

Maura, the Karate Kid

So May was a big month for Maura. She graduated from preschool and then this past weekend she received her yellow belt in Karate. I have to admit, I was against the whole karate thing at first. I was afraid it would crush Maura's creativity with all the "Yes Sir" and "Attention!" But she loves it and is doing so well, so I guess I'm on board now. And her creativity seems to be well intact. Congrats Maura!

Maura with her preschool teacher, Miss Jeanna

Maura with her Karate class

I'm so Lost

So who saw the season finale of Lost? I am hopelessly obsessed with this show and I have been since it started. I have been known to have hour-long conversations with family members (while Rand rolls his eyes) and friends about the theme and meaning of this show. I frequent "Lostpedia" far more often than I care to admit. And I don't know why I do this, because I am still no closer to understanding what is going on. So if anybody has any theories, let me know. Why do they have to go back to the island? How did Locke get off the island? What happened to the people left behind? Where is Claire? Why do I care? Why don't I get a life?

What is your damage?

2 posts in one day? Why? Because I am avoiding my complete wreck of a house. My boss is kind enough to give me one day off a week to catch up on my life. I don't know why I take this day off, because I never accomplish anything that I need to. For example, here is what I have done so far today:

1. Played barbies with Maura, but accidentally popped Ken's head off and couldn't get it back on, to which Maura screamed "Mommy, he was the handsomest one I had!"
2. Tried to sew a torn barbie dress, but gave up and decided Barbie is now a nudist.
3. Un-clogged the toilet after Collin put a roll of toilet paper in it.
4. Let our pet bunny out and then forgot about her. Finally found her in the mess of toys in the family room. Too late.
5. Cleaned bunny pee off the family room floor.
6. Did 2 loads of laundry but still couldn't see the laundry room floor, so I shut the door.
7. Added "Heathers" to my netflix queue. Best movie ever!
8. Watched part of a really lame Lifetime movie.
9. Added two posts to my blog.

I think I have done enough for one day. I'm going back to bed.

Maura's Story

I asked Maura to tell me a story, so here it is. She made me write it down exactly how she told it.

There was a girl who didn't have a mouth, and a flower who didn't have a stem and couldn't drink. Their dad died and went to heaven but then he came back to life. The flower got its stem back and the girl got her mouth back.

The end.

Profound, right?

They're baaaack

Although I love spring and summer, there is one horrible side effect to the nice weather. Grasshoppers. There are few things in life that I hate more. They are disgusting and their evil eyes eat your soul. Okay, not really, but I just can't describe in words how much I hate them. Every year I tell myself that I won't be as afraid of them this year, that I won't run screaming away from them and leave my children stranded in the street. So I made this promise to myself again this year...and then yesterday I saw my first grasshopper of the season and I forgot about all of that as I lost all rational thought and ran the other way. Damn you all vile creatures!

My Son is Strange Because....

...He sleeps on the floor. I'm not sure what is wrong with Collin, but he refuses to sleep in his bed. He will only sleep on the floor and if I make a nice bed on the floor with blankets, he moves them. I feel bad that he is sleeping all night on our hard floor. I'm also angry that I actually spent money on a nice bed when it never gets used.

Read This Book

Don't let the "Oprah's Book Club" sticker scare you away...this is an amazing book. It's terrifying and deeply disturbing (just how I like my books). Just be prepared to have end-of-the-world nightmares while you are reading it. It is everything you have ever imagined a post-apocalyptic world would be...and then some.