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A Past Due Thanksgiving post…

Thanksgiving with two of my favorite people!

I didn’t have too much time to write about the holidays this year.  I’m a little behind, but I plan to catch up now!

 

Jill and I in downtown Vegas

This past Thanksgiving was my best one, ever.  Brian and Jill, Mister’s son and his wife, came to visit for the week.  We were SO thrilled to have them here!!  We picked them up from the Vegas airport, and stayed the night there.  Brian and Jill took us to a wonderful dinner at Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville, and we spent the rest of the evening at the penny slots in our hotel.  Way too much fun was had by all!

The next few days were spent where we live, in Havasu.  We drove them around the area one day, and took them to the infamous Sno-2-Go.  Jill LOVED their unique ice/cream treats.  We already knew Brian loved the place, and we all promptly promised the owner we would be back the next day for more.  And…. we were!

Jill and Brian on the way to Havasu Landing

We visited our little casino across the lake too.  There’s a great little ferry that will take you across to Havasu Landing.  It’s free if you get the little tickets from the paper.  So, we went to the store and I bought several papers.  And then looked inside to find NO coupons.  Of course.  Turns out the paper doesn’t print the coupons during holiday weeks.  Whoda thunk it?!  We all “splurged” on our $2 tickets and spent a very enjoyable couple of hours over there at the penny slots.  We’re cheap like that.  We also like to leave with our money, which we did.  Bonus!

Everyone ready to eat, but I made them take just one more picture

Thanksgiving dinner went along without a hitch!  Everyone got to sleep in, take our time getting ready, and dinner seemed to cook itself.  Okay, not really, but I had a schedule (with instructions!) written down to the minute!  I did note on this handy-dandy little schedule that someone needed to carve the turkey, and it wasn’t going to be me!  I told Brian that neither his Dad nor I were going to carve the turkey, and he graciously offered to do it for us.  No *hint-hint* or anything like that there for him.  I think he just wanted to eat the turkey, and he knew someone had better take a carving knife to it before we all ended up like little Randy on a A Christmas Story when his mom asked, “How does Mommy’s little piggy eat?!”

We spent a lot of time out on the back porch, relaxing and chatting.  And isn’t that the best part of any holiday?  Getting to spend time with family you love and respect.  Completely relaxed, comfortable, and enjoying each others company.  Not to mention chatting up a storm, and laughing until your sides hurt!

Thank you, Brian and Jill, for sharing your holiday with us.  When I think of my many blessings, and things I am most thankful for, your friendship and love is at the top of my list.  We love you both so much, and appreciate you!

 

A Havasu Halloween

Bring on the Treats!!

I love Halloween! In Havasu, we’ve had an entire weekend of ghoulish fun!

Callie had a blast with her sleep-over/Halloween party.  While she was busy with that, the rest of us went to the Fall Fun Fair.  Josh and Megan walked the whole fair and then chose the booths they wanted to spend their tickets at.  Josh SCORED at one of the booths where two little girls knew him.  They begged him over and over to play their game, and he finally gave in.  [I think he was playing hard to get.  Amazingly enough, he was doing it right.]  When he was done with the game they LOADED him up with candy.  Yep, definitely doing it right.  He also went back to their booth later.  Smart kid.

Nice Facepaint, Megan!

Megan had some freedom to roam the place, and I think she appreciated that.  She hung out with some of her friends, and got her face painted with a skull and crossbones.  That was another big “mom” step for me, letting her be free to walk around on her own.  But, I knew it was a safe place and it felt good to let her have some more grown-up like independence.  We all met up at the end and as we were getting ready to leave, we saw ‘them’.

Just because you can, doesn't mean you should!!

I’ve noticed more and more that Halloween seems to be an excuse for women to dress more ‘scantily’ than is socially acceptable.  I will NOT say ‘provocatively’, because in most cases it simply hurts the eyes and brains to look at them, thus being the exact opposite of provocative.  We saw a pair that would absolutely burn the eyes right out of your head.  Pink spandex stretched so tightly it became see-through-pink spandex.  The accompanying black spandex pants just gave that perfect ‘oomph’ to the sausage link look she was going for.  Her friend, in the white lacy top that had a bra-like closure in the back, was equally cringe-worthy.  For you women who want to dress like this for Halloween (or, God FORBID, any time of the year), I have one piece of advice for you that I dearly wish you heed for the sake of my eyes and brain: JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN, DOES NOT MEAN YOU SHOULD.  Learn it. Love it. Live it.  Seriously.

Tonight we did the Havasu Main Street Halloween Fright Night.  The weather was a nice 80°.  I spent the afternoon getting the girls ready. I tossed together a quick dinner, threw on my costume, and Mister took some pictures of all of us before we left. I had to admit, I was not too thrilled with leaving when it was still light out. I mean, come on, that’s when the BABIES are out trick-or-treating.  But, I knew Mister wanted to get a decent parking spot.  And, he did.  Woo Hoo. (Yes, that was indeed dripping with sarcasm. I figured it was so blatant you just *might* have missed it.)

Main Street Halloween Fright Night!

There weren’t too many people there at first, and the kids were a bit hesitant about going up and trick-or-treating the booths that were set up. That shyness wore off by the third booth.  I realized that I really like that they’re old enough that I don’t have to hold their hands and go trick-or-treat with them.  I could just walk along, keeping them in my eyesight, and enjoy the evening.  No work for me! WOO HOO! (That was NOT sarcastic, by the way)  By the time it got dark, it had become completely crowded.  And that was when I was glad Mister wanted to be an early bird and get the very best parking space.  I also quickly became very irritated with the crowd.  People, leave your dogs at home.  Especially the couple trick-or-treating with their baby in the stroller.  I wouldn’t have minded so much if they would have moved more than three inches per minute.

We finally got around them, and managed to get into a city block-long line of trick-or-treaters.  That was tedious.  I am very glad I decided to stop taking the metabolism medicine this week.  I probably would have been on the 10 O’Clock news otherwise.  By the time the crowds and lines became overwhelmingly large, the kids said they were done and ready to get back home.  I was surprised, but oh-so-glad to hear it.  When we got home and looked in the kids’ buckets, I realized why they were done for the night. They were filled to the brim! Josh’s was so heavy, I’m shocked his arm didn’t fall off!  They are definitely set for candy for a LONG time.  None for me though. I’m TRYING to be good.  *sigh*

It was a great night, with lots of fun, and quite a few sore feet. The candy is safely tucked away, and hopefully the sugar high they got from free otter pops & cotton candy (not to mention any candy eaten during the Main Street trek) will wear off soon.  I can’t wait until next year! (Hopefully pink spandex lady will NOT try to wear the same, um… outfit? Costume?)

I put a slide show of the rest of the pictures below.  You need to watch it just to see Josh with his candy haul. Incredible.  Happy Halloween!

Enjoying my ghoulishly wonderful Dash…

Christine

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Ambushed…

Callie

The other day I was ambushed by two adorable 5th graders.  They had the sweet smiles and the super-politeness down pat. They wanted to ask if Callie (who goes by her given name, Amanda, at school) could have a sleep over with her friend.

I need to stop here for a moment and explain that I have a difficult time with the whole “sleep-over” thing.  When I was growing up, I quickly realized that my parents did not like them at all.  I remember going to four sleepovers at my school friends’ house. Once in intermediate school, and three times in High school.  I do not recall ever having any of my friends over to our house.  I hated asking my parents if I could go, because I already knew the answer would be NO.  I don’t remember why, on those few occasions, they said yes.  Regardless, the general (unspoken) rule was “Don’t even ask, because the answer is no.”

I’m not sure why they were like that.  Whether they just didn’t want the hassle of arranging it, or the worry of something bad happening, or even having their kid being exposed to other people’s lifestyle.  Probably all of the above.  As a result, I have a really hard time with the idea of sleepovers for my kids.  I have all those same worries I just mentioned.  So, I was completely taken off guard when those two very sweet girls came skipping up to me on Thursday and we had the following conversation:

Little Girl: “Um, Amanda’s Mom,  Amanda said you told her she could come to my Halloween party on Saturday night, so, um, could she, like, please have a sleepover at my house tomorrow night? You know, she can, like, um,  stay all day and, like, help us get food and other stuff like that ready before we have the Halloween party….” [insert two brightly smiling faces]

Me [Holy crap did they really just ambush me like that? What the crap do I do?!!]: “Did your Mom say it was okay for her to sleep over?”

Little Girl: “Um, no, I didn’t ask her yet, but I’m going to ask her tonight.”

Me [Huge sigh of relief]: “Well, have your Mom call me if she is okay with it.  I’ll have to think about it first and see if we have any plans or not [we DON’T, darn it!].

Now, I was fairly relieved at that point because I kept thinking that in NO WAY will this be ok with the little girl’s Mom.  She is planning a Halloween party for a bunch of kids, and why on earth would she want to have an extra one underfoot an entire day early?  I was also a little panicked because I’ve never seen this little girl before, and I certainly don’t know her Mom.  I was thinking that on the off-chance the mom says YES, that now I have to go through the entire process of meeting the other parent, figuring out if they’re a psychopath out to harm my child or if they really are sane and my daughter is going to be safe with them.

I asked Mister what he thought about it, and figured he would agree that she shouldn’t go.  I was incredibly surprised to hear him say it sounded like a good idea, and that she could benefit from the socialization.  That was a LIGHT BULB moment for me.  I never even thought about sleepovers that way.  Then I remembered how much I always wanted to go have fun at my friends’ houses, but never could.  I could clearly see that Callie was very excited about this, and I realized that I do not want to take her fun away.  I don’t want her to get hurt either, but I know I have good Mom instincts.  Now I was kind of hoping the Mom would be okay with two giggly little Tweens under feet for 24 hours.

The little girl called later and said her Mom was ok with it.   I told Callie about a bazillion times that if she got really scared or any bad feelings that she should call me and I’d come right over.  I also told her that everyone gets weird-ish kind of feelings when being in a new place and doing something different, and that those will quickly go away.  She reassured me many times that she understood and repeated my cell phone number to me.  Then she gleefully packed her clothes while I did the best I could to put aside whatever outrageous scary thoughts that were trying to creep inside my head.  I had many horrific ones, I’ll tell you that.  I met her Mom after school yesterday, and she was very nice.  I had no heebie-jeebies or worries of closet psychopaths.  Callie merrily skipped off on her weekend adventure, and I went to bed shoving any bad “but this could happen” thoughts out of my head.

I must admit to having a hard time with not knowing for sure if she’s ok.  I wasn’t going to find out until I picked her up after the Halloween party tonight.  I wanted to have an excuse to call her last night, but I didn’t want to embarass her with a “good night” phone call.  I wanted to call her first thing this morning, but I didn’t want to interrupt her current enjoyment of [supervised] freedom from the family.  However, Mister just came by and read some of this.  He had no clue I felt ambushed or that I was so nervous about sleepover type things.  Apparently, I handled myself pretty well yesterday.  He said, “You know, it’s not inappropriate for you to call and make sure Callie is behaving herself and not creating any kind of difficulties by being there today.”

It took me all of two seconds to pick up the phone and call.  All is well.  I’m told she is being super helpful (exactly like Callie), and she and her friend have been decorating and baking since this morning.  Sounds like a perfect sleepover to me.  What a relief.  And I’m going to have an exhausted, but very happy, little girl come home tonight.

Letting my little girl enjoy her dash too,

Christine

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