Drunken Foolishness

this is a shot of the boys taking shots... poor Ross, doing Jager through a straw!


My friend Dickson is in town for work and he only has a couple of days left so last night we conned Brandi & Todd into spending the night here so that we could go up to Ft. Lauderdale & meet up with him. Well, you already know by the title of this post that we ended up a little bit drunk.


He works for Howl at the Moon and is helping out down here for spring break so we met him at his work and had a couple of beers there before heading down the strip. We didn't go to that many places and I kept sitting out when they ordered shots, but somehow we ended up completely wasted. We left our car there and took a cab home. I'm not sure what arrangement we made about the car because it was in a garage and we gave Dickson the key when we left. I'm a little concerned now because I had several text messages this morning from him. They go like this:
"How do I turn the lights off?"
"How do I get out of this jeep?"
"I can't get the key out of the ignition"
maybe having Dickson move the car wasn't that great of an idea either. See kids, alcohol is bad!

St. Patrick's Day

Lily has gotten to where she knows when I'm going out and sometimes she gets pissed when she figures out that she doesn't get to go too. She started getting worried when I started putting on makeup and then got pretty upset when Brandi showed up. She loves Brandi, but at that point I think she realized that I was leaving her there with Brandi.
She didn't even enjoy playing dress up!



She finally came around.

This is no way to treat the babysitter!

Thanks Brandi for letting Ross and I have a fun St. Patty's day at Shenanigans.

Catch up ... yet again

Ross taught Lily some gang signs


Last week Lily was sick for a day. She kept making me hold her and then would fall asleep in my arms. Then, she threw up on me. I got her cleaned up and me cleaned up then she threw up on me again. and then again. After three clothes changes and hours holding her she got right back to her normal self!


Well, I haven't posted in awhile because Lily is STILL not napping during the day! (with the exception of the sick day) I had it all worked out where I was finally getting caught up with all my work and have streamlined a few things in order to get everything done in the little worktime I have at night and during the nap. Well, the last two weeks Lily has only napped when she is at the babysitter or when Ross is watching her. If I'm home she has to be attached to me. When I am at the computer she is in the chair with me or screaming to get in the chair with me.


Finally, today she took a nap! Yay. Not quite caught up yet in just one day, but it is a good sign.


Sunday we ran into Sam, Dave & the kids at the beach so that was good fun. Monday... St. Patty's day at Shenanigans, again, good fun. Ross actually worked the day shift to help them out and then got off work and had some beers with me while Brandi & Todd babysat Lily. The Sunday before, I introduced Dickson to the beach life here in Hollywood. Took him to all the happening spots. Both of them. Didn't get any pictures though.... I should have.


And, that is pretty much it for now.


Ross is healing better but still can't open his mouth big enough to eat a sandwich. We've discovered that Shepard's pie is a good meal for someone with their jaw partially wired closed.

Cheese eater

Why are we so collectively stupid?

Back in 2000 our country had a huge debacle over "popular vote" vs. electoral votes and for months we couldn't even decide who our president was. Why weren't things updated or "fixed" back then? Instead, we let the government elect the government, or was it the media?
either way, once it was swept under the rug we just continued on and never fixed a thing.
Well, I can't say that changes weren't made. Some were, some districts switched back to paper ballots, some went to computers, some purchased new touch screens. etc, etc.
No one bothered to look at how broken our system really is.
Now, here we go again.
And of course, being a Floridian, we are right in the middle of it AGAIN.
This system angers me completely.
I think I will be sick to my stomach if it happens again. If the democratic party elects someone that the people did not vote for. I voted for McCain and plan to in the general election too, so it isn't that I'm an Obama supporter, I'm just angry that Clinton could get a free ride because she has more friends in politics.
I was incensed when I heard that Florida's democratic delegates were not going to count and surprised that more people didn't complain about it in the first place. We were damned from the start. How do you tell an entire state that they have no voice in choosing a candidate and get away with it? Have we really come that far away from our core values of a government elected by the people?
Then, there is this issue of "super delegates" that just makes me fuming mad. The electorate system was started back in the days where votes literally had to be counted by humans so it made sense that local officials would poll their area then report to the state then the states would report to the national parties. Now, in our modern world, that system is stupid and antiquated. It made sense to do things that way back then, now, there is no excuse why we couldn't have a straight popular vote. Even in the primaries.
Plus, the super delegates don't even have to vote for the candidate that their constituents want! The entire reason for creating a "super delegate" was to prevent an "un-electable" candidate from winning the democratic nomination. What? How democratic is that?
The people cast their votes to elect candidate A and then the super delegate says "no, I don't think candidate A will be able to beat the Republican candidate, we are going to vote for candidate B instead"
Where is the voice of the people?

Regardless of the way this all boils down in the end, we've screwed it up. Me, for example. I'm an independent. But in order to be able to vote in Florida, I had to pick a side. I am passionate about certain things that are Democratic views, and also passionate about things that are Republican views so picking a side was difficult. So, when I found out that Florida had been stripped of their democratic delegates, the DNC had made my decision for me. So, I switched my registration to Republican. Had the DNC not done that (or Florida not moved their primary... whichever you want to blame) I may have decided to vote Democratic. Who knows.
And then there are those who usually vote Democrat and didn't foresee this debacle and just didn't bother to go to the polls because they knew their vote wouldn't count.
There is no way to say how Florida's vote would have turned out if we weren't' stripped of our delegates in the first place.
Would it be the same? Would it have worked out better for McCain? Worse? Would Clinton have still won? Who knows... there are just too many factors to count.
And a do-over! That wouldn't be fair either. What if people like me decided that we wanted to vote Democrat instead? Would I be allowed to vote on the Democratic re-do?
And where would the money come from? Take it away from the schools? the firefighters? the police?
I'd only recently started following politics and I'm beginning to think I was better off back when I stuck my head in the sand. Certainly would have been better for my health.

Ross is getting better... I am frazzled

Lily took Ross's funny talking better than Zelda did. Zelda acted very strange around Ross for about 2 days. Ross told Lily that he had a boo-boo so now she just keeps saying over and over "Daddy, boo boo, mouth"
pre-accident, Lily would fall or something and come to me saying "boo boo" and then point to where she was hurt. Now, if she falls or crys and I ask her where is her boo boo, she opens her mouth! Silly girl.


We went to the carnival but didn't stay long. The BBQ was killing Ross and since we weren't drinking, eating, riding rides and didn't want to waste money throwing darts at balloons... there wasn't much else to do. I was hoping for some good live music but since the band was my neighbors' band, that didn't pan out so well. They practice at my neighbors house (the one that is REALLY close to ours) twice a week and they are TERRIBLE! Worst band ever. They play the usual southern rock covers and just butcher them.

I thought this was sweet that Lily and Ross were relaxing in the sun but then right after I took this picture the hammock broke!


This morning I was checking my email at the kitchen table while Lily was eating breakfast and I looked up to see that she had put down her spoon and was eating her cottage cheese with a BACKSCRATCHER!!! Believe it or not, she did better with that than a spoon!

Ok, so to the meat of the blog....

Ross is recovering well. It has been a week since the surgery and the swelling has gone down and he is able to speak enough that people can understand him. The phone is a bit of a challenge especially if the person on the other end doen't know that his jaw is wired shut!





Me, I am so frazzled. Lily hasn't taken a nap since returning from Melbourne and I am realizing how dependant I am on that 2 hour break mid-day. I really depend on it to get my work done. I have exactly 4 hours to work each day, 2 hours during the nap and 2 hours at night. If Lily doesn't nap it cuts my workday in HALF! Plus... it is making me crazy. I don't know if it is just that I need my sanity non-baby talk time or if it is that Lily is tired so she is crankier? or maybe it is because I 've stayed up too late trying to get my work done?





Who knows...

Home now!

Ross got out of the hospital today.
Once we got home I dropped him off and went to get his scripts.
What a nightmare! Apparently whatever painkiller they perscribed is very rare to have it in a liquid form. I went to four Pharmacies before finally finding one that carried it!
But, now that we are home I am just trying to take advantage of the opportunity that I have have to work un-interruped, just as soon as I post this pic....

Surgery is over... everything went well

Ross just got out of surgery and everything went ok.
I didn't get a chance to speak to the surgeon so no one has told me the details like whether or not they pulled the two partial teeth or whether or not they had to cut into his jaw from the outside. I'm sitting right here next to him, but they have an icepack strapped to the side of his face so I can't tell. He is in that drowsy state of half consciousness and I'm a nervous wreck.
They told me that if he has to vomit that we have to cut the wires so he can open his mouth or he will drown. Everyone I know vomits after anesthesia, including me! I am so worried. I'm having to write in the blog right now to keep myself busy so I don't just sit here watching every breath Ross makes and giving myself an ulcer.
I've actually been a nervous wreck for hours now. There is a Carlsberg promotion down in downtown Miami and Ross had all the signs and glasswear for it. He didn't have to be there, but the stuff that was in his truck did. So, we came up with the idea for me to drive down to Miami during the surgery to drop it off.
Well, this hospital is in North Broward and the bar that I needed to get to is in the middle of downtown Miami so I knew it would take about an hour each way. The surgery was supposed to be two hours long so we figured it would help me not be so nervous.
WRONG.
As I am getting onto the turnpike there comes on a news report about power outages all over Miami. The reports just keep getting worse and worse. The southbound traffic was mild but the northbound traffic just kept getting heavier and heavier. So, I get to Miami and the drawbridge that is on the street I need to go down is out, assuably because of the power outages. I really don't know my way around Miami and Ross is the one I would usually call for directions. Finally, I finagle my way around the traffic and find the bar, drop off the stuff then start heading back. Worst traffic I've dealt with in years. It took me two hours to get back and about mid-way back the gas light comes on. I'm 6 lanes over from the exit in dead standstill traffic!
Plus, the neighborhood that I'm in is one of those that they tell tourist never to get off the highway in. The actually tell people that they are safer running out of gas on 95 than to try and get off! So, I'm mildly panicking at this point.
Then, BING the check engine light is on. Then I look and the car is on HOT ok, major panic now. I worked my way over to the right lane and see that the next exit has a gas station right of the exit. So, I risked it. I pulled in and got gas just as if I owned the place. I didn't open the hood or even show any indication that something was wrong with the car. I got back in, got back on the highway and guess what.... I guess being calm does actually pay off sometimes because the temp gauge starting going back down.
It went back down to normal temp and I just kept truckin'. So, I'm back at the hospital and I race up to Ross's room figuring that because I am an hour late than he would have been out of recovery.
He wasn't.
Panic again. The nurse (great nurse...from Germany... name's Ana) told me where to go to get to the surgery waiting room. I get there and there is no desk, no nurse station, no no one anywhere for me to ask to find out if Ross is ok. I'm running up and down the halls like a mad woman and finally a nurse appears out of a room.
She told me Ross was fine and that everything went well.
WHEW.
He is going to kill me, but I've taken pictures of him to post here :)

Money.... no, INSURANCE... rules the world

I completely understand that health care is expensive and that the doctors and hospitals have a difficult time sometimes getting folks to pay their bills but some of the things we've encountered in the past couple of days are just downright ridiculous.
I was at work when they took ross to the hospital, but he was admitted to the Emergency Room and they asked him for payment BEFORE anyone ever saw him. He is there with a very serious break, can't speak but relates to them that his pain is a 10 on a scale of 1 to 10 and they ask him for money rather than giving him meds!
Then, yesterday morning the surgen came in to examine him. He looked at him for a couple of seconds and then asked him about his insurance. We weren't sure wether or not Ross's insurance had taken effect yet so Ross told him the situation. He tells Ross that he better get it straightened out or that he was going to have to come up with some way to pay before the surgery could be done.
So, this morning I call the surgen's office and pretty much got put off by his staff. I told her that we DID have insurance (his work confirmed that we did) but we just didn't have the number yet but would have it by the end of the day. I explained that we were just waiting to hear back from the guy in the benefits department. I told her that I didn't want Ross's surgery to be delayed because of payment, and she said that the best way to make sure that doesn't happen would be to send a deposit of two thousand dollars and then proceeded to give me the doctor's name and P.O. Box.
I asked her was it standard proceedure to ask an insured patient to send a two thousand dollar check prior to surgery. She didn't have much of an answer for me. She just kept stressing over and over that the surgery was going to be over ten thousand dollars. I kept answering back saying that we have insurance. It mattered none to her.
I told her I would send the check but pointed out that I felt as though we were being treated like a charity case. She at first got offended and began to tell me the doctors impecible record and whatnot. I told her that I just felt like they were stalling the surgery or putting other people ahead of us strictly because of money. At some point during the phone call I think she realized that she needed to make sure that we were taken care of so that they will stay in the good graces of Blue Cross. By the end of the call, she was giving me her direct line and telling me over and over that if I needed anything to please call.
It is just pathetic that the doctor is more worried about his payment than he is the patient. He didn't explain anything to Ross. He didn't tell him what the surgery would entail, how long it would take, how long the recovery usually is, or even what he was going to do. He only talked to Ross about how he was going to get his money. I don't think that is the role a doctor should be taking.
I don't know if it was because they finally got confirmation that we do, in fact, have insurance or the comotion I caused this morning, but the doctor and his staff lady both called today and checked in. Both being very thorough about everything now.

Sorry about the rant.

Ross is being a real tropper. He is able to swallow a little better today than he was yesterday so he is a little more comfortable. His IV was hurting him so we got the nurse to move it to the other hand. He talked her into letting him take a shower after she took the one out and before putting in the new one. I think this made him feel much better. He had been here for close to three days and had arrived straight from the rugby field. He said he was feeling so gross. He even brushed his teeth a little. Now he has on the gown and is ready for the surgery tomorrow.

It is kinda cool that the hospital has wi-fi so I'm able to get work done and update this blog while sitting here keeping Ross company. Plus, it will give him something to do when I'm gone. Play computer games or catch up with friends on facebook.

Ross

Brandi stopped by the hospital yesterday to bring Ross "something for the pain"

(don't worry....he isn't drinking it... he's got pain meds. I took it home with me to save for later)

Rugby is a dangerous sport....

I'm writing this while waiting for my friend to pick me up to drive me across town to pick up Ross's car. Why? you might ask.
Because Ross broke his jaw today in a tournament. Two breaks and lost two teeth. He said he took a knee to the face. He has to spend at least two nights in the hospital. He is there now and has to have surgery tomorrow. So please keep him in your prayers tomorrow.
His face is pretty swolen and he is in a lot of pain but was handling things like a trooper. They've given him morphine.
Tomorrow they are going to have to re-align his jaw and wire it shut. They said he will have to drink through a straw but I'm not sure for how long. I guess it is a convienient thing that he lost a front tooth.
I'll update more when I can.

Little Helper

Lily loves to help and participate in things. She is so cute. If I tell her that I am going to take a shower she runs into the room saying "sha, sha, sha" and then will go pull the towel off the rack and hand it to me saying "taw, taw, taw". I'd written before about her being the toilet paper concierge, well, she still does that too so I'm beginning to wonder if I'm grooming her for a career as a bathroom attendant. She will literally stand outside of the shower waiting for me to get out so she can hand me a towel.
She loves to do things for us. She will throw things in the garbage for us and put our shoes in the closet, help me load and unload the dryer and dishwasher. The other day I was watching at the window as Ross was walking across the backyard with an arm-load of sticks and there was little helper Lily two steps behind with a couple of sticks in her arms too.
So precious.
This one is where I found her the morning after we got the bowflex. The night before she had been helping Ross put it together. Check out the little screw driver!


This one was just funny. Those are Mr. Potato Head's glasses.

The other night I got a cute video of Ross and Lily playing with a balloon and Lily was laughing so hard she had to take breather breaks.
She was squealing and giggling and laughing so loud. If you don't have volume on your computer this video is worthless, but if you can hear it, it will make you smile.

Neglecting my blog!

I've really been neglecting this blog!
I just got back from Las Vegas and after being home for three days, can finally say I've gotten back on track. Well, I would have been caught up last night except that just as I sat down to the computer to catch up on emails I get a call from Brandi.... at the hospital!
Last night Todd got jumped by 5 or 6 little punks. I really don't know what their motovation was. Brandi said that they were at a gas station visiting his sister (she works there) and Brandi locked the bathroom key inside the bathroom. So, Todd was looking in the car for some tools so that he can help his sister out by gettting the keys back out. Brandi said that out of nowhere these guys just came up and knocked him out. She said that they were hitting him with beer bottles, trash cans, milk crates, anything they could find.
Brandi got their plate numbers and the police were called, but who knows what will happen with it.
They took Todd in the ambulance and he was bleeding pretty bad. Both of them were covered in blood and Todd ended up with 5 broken bones in his face!
Yikes.
He still won't find out until Friday wether or not he will need a surgury.

So, Vegas.....


We had an afternoon flight so decided to start drinking. We played rummy and by the end of the flight I think we may have annoyed the flight attendants. oops.


We tried to get a picture of how huge this show is, but this picture doesn't do it. We spend an entire half day wandering around looking at the stupid map before we even realized that we were in the wrong building! This show was at least 3 gi-nor-mous buildings and thousands of exibitors. This picture would be the only one you will see of me in heels.

The second night there we went to a party hosted by Sailor Jerry (a company who conviently sells clothing AND rum!) at this little hole in the wall punk bar off the strip and had a blast. My definate favorite night. We hung out with the designer who designed the dress that I was wearing and met so many really fun, rockabilly type people. oh, and did I mention that the booze was free?

So, the next day I didn't make it the whole day at the show. I made Tonya quit early and go back to the room for a nap. After the nap we bundled up (FREEZING in Vegas!) and took ourselves out for a nice healthy Valentines Day dinner of chicken wings and beer at the House of Blues.



Then we just wandered around and checked out some different casinos and stuff. At the Excallabur we found a really run down arcade and played around like little kids. Tonya doesn't like gambling and I don't have any spare money so we just had to play other stuff.
Here is Tonya inside the claw machine.


Did I mention it was FREEZING? Us Florida girls just aren't prepared for this type of weather. There were snow flurries that day and I've only got a jeans jacket!


We had a blast though. Looking forward to doing it all again in August.

More catching up

I'm just going through my 'January '08' file and posting the stuff that I haven't gotten around to yet. This is Brandi's boyfriend Todd's youngest son TJ. He is 13 and has just moved in with them. He's a sweet kid and I think it has made Brandi just slightly more responsible these days....maybe.

Sandy Bum. When Brandi was getting Lily ready for the beach while I was at work, she got her swim suit all wet. So, we did what any self-respecting redneck would do...

I know you probably can't read it in my blurry picture, but that shirt says "you can sell it on eBay" Ross calls me a nerd, but yes, I have an eBay shirt.


Lily has gotten so much more personality lately. She loves to read books and she loves shoes too. This picture is very fitting. Reading a book wearing a stiletto. She hasn't figured out how to walk wearing two of them so she just wanders around the house wearing one.
The other day Ross found my flip flops under a bush in the back yard!

getting caught up ....again

Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. I've decided to add on yet another venture. This time I really put thought and planning into it before jumping in. And, I made a pledge to myself to cut back on some of the other things in order to really get focused on the important work. (this is all about my web-work stuff...not the family stuff....not cutting out any of that!)
I'll tell you about my new project in a later post...no time now, just getting caught up on some pics before Lily gets up.

We made Brandi babysit so we could go out and celebrate a friend's birthday. I had realized that in going through all of our pictures the other day in order to get photos for the lawyer (green card renewal) that Ross and I hardly ever get our picture taken together. My drunk ass must have told everyone that because all of our friends kept taking our pictures. Two of them actually printed them up for us and one gave us one in a frame even! We've got great friends.

I am highly allergic to poison ivy. Lily came home from Tennessee back at Christmas with a small spot of it on her arm. Just a couple of applications of poison ivy cream and it was gone. Then, somehow, three weeks later I'm covered in it! all over my arms too.

On the way to Aunt Brandi's to go to the beach ... so cool.

While we were at the beach that day there were some girl scouts walking down the broadwalk with a wagon full of GS cookies. I've never seen Brandi run so fast. It was kinda funny to see a girl running up the beach in a thong yelling for cookies! I thought she might tackle them. We gave Lily ONE and she loved them. Thankfully Ross showed up just in time to distract her.

He actually took her in the Water! I never swim in January, must be that African blood.

No WAY

Lily's new word is "no"

Our day goes like this...

"Lily, are you ready for breakfast?"

"no"

"would you like a banana?"

"no"

"wanna take a bath?"

"no"

"Lily, come here"

"no"

"Lily, please let go of Zelda's tail"

"no"



It is somewhat annoying sometimes, but now it is funny because Ross taught her to say "no Way!"

I got a video

Silver Lining

Monday morning I woke up and it was NOT a good day. I had stayed up late the night before paying bills and balancing the checkbook so I was tired and feeling depressed about how broke we are right now.

So, to make matters even more depressing I needed to go get tampons and not only do I not have any money, but my stupid car is broken down again. I dumped a couple handfulls of quarters in my pocket and strapped Lily into the bike trailer.

About halfway to Walgreens I realized something. I wouldn't trade this for the world! All morning I had been dragging around depressed for all the wrong reasons. We could totally have more money in the bank and a good car to drive but I'd have to give up this life to do it.

It is January and Lily and I are riding along the deserted sidewalks of our safe neighborhood wearing shorts and tanktops while all everyone else is stuck at a job. On the way back from the store we stopped off at the park.

I'm glad I'm broke.

Day after Christmas

See what no naps does! Look at those bags!




David's birthday. We went to Bass Pro Shop to get bullets and an airsoft automatic rifle for David's birthday present. It is kinda a tradition to go out and let David pick out his own birthday gift. When he was little it served two purposes. 1. he got the opportunity to get whatever it was that he really wanted and didn't get from Santa. 2. Everything goes on sale the day after Christmas.



We had greasy chili cheese dogs and sodas for lunch ....mmmmm



We tried to get Lily to take a nap but it didn't work so we left her and Ross at the house and went to the home-place to go shooting.



Daddy had brought all of his guns and Richard had given him a new one for Christmas. Richard and David both brought their guns so we had a huge arsenal to choose from. However, we forgot to bring targets. So, we found some plastic plates and pinned them all over the trees to use as targets. Sherah is the best shooter in the bunch, David is probably the worst. The video here is Sherah and I having a shoot off. We both have the same kind of gun except that the one I am shooting is a magnum and the one she is shooting is not. Check out the flame that comes out of mine, and also notice how long it takes Sherah to decide to actually pull the trigger!






After shooting up over a hundred dollars worth of ammo we headed back.



We loaded up the car for the drive back to Marietta then went for dinner. We went to a noodle place that was really yummy and sort of a cross between fast food and restaurant. It was empty wich was good because Lily is at a stage where getting her to sit down is damn near impossible. The video here shows how Lily behaves while in public.



After dinner we got on the road to Marietta. We arrived at around 2 in the morning or so. I felt so bad because we woke Kathy up in the middle of the night and then she got up again two hours later to see us off. She is great though, had cookies for us and presents for Lily. Two hours wasn't much sleep...but felt good to get it.



Then the dreaded flight. This time with hardly any sleep and a cranky kid.



They overbooked the plane and moved a bunch of people off the flight, thankfully not us! We got off without much of a hitch other than sitting on the runway forever. This seems to be the norm these days. It is sad.



Once back it was hectic because I had to go in, drop my luggage and head right back out to get to work. By the time I got Lily to the babysitter and then to work I was two hours late! Yikes.



Then ....vacation over.

Christmas Day

This is where David lives. Notice the ghetto fabulous refridgerator and various other trash on the front porch! He rents the 2nd floor of this house but it is his buddy who lives downstairs and since Dave's apartment is small, he set up the Christmas tree in his friend's house downstairs.


These are the scariest steps! They are very steep and warped. And when you get to the top it feels like the stoop is going to fall off the house! But that is the only way into David's apartment so Lily and Joe had to be carried.


Lily dumped out her stocking on the floor. She got a bunch of candy that I took away from her (bad mommy!) a bunch ball, silly putty, silly string and the Pokey Little Puppie book.


She didn't like the silly string. It scared her.


We saved all of Lily's poopy diapers from Christmas eve and David gave them to Richard as gifts. He wrapped them in such a way that when the box was opened, so was the diaper. GROSS! The funny thing was that he didn't seem to notice that David was putting on a gas mask as he was unwrapping the box.
Then we got ready and went to have Christmas dinner at Aunt Marie's house. That was so much fun and so nice to see everyone that we hadn't seen in years. Ross was meeting all of these folks for the first time. Aunt Marie has a bonus room over her garage where she has some toys and things for her grandkids and Lily was in heaven there but when we had to have her with us in the main part of the house she was a terror. Her behavior on Christmas day was the worst that it has been in months. She was completely out of control. It was tiring.
David, Richard and Ross went for one more round of frisbee golf while Daddy, Lily and I stayed and had ice cream cones.
Then on the way home we drove by some guys house in Hendersonville who puts up so many lights that he actually charges people to drive through his property! It was fun, but I've seen almost as many lights in my neighborhood for free (but they don't have a santa there giving out candy canes either). Lily slept through it.

Monday of Vacation

We did a whole lotta nothing on Christmas eve. We ate way too much junk food and laid around on the couch. We played Frisbee golf. That was fun. The weather wasn't too cold like we had expected to it was good weather to run around outside. We really had to trick Daddy into watching Lily because he swears up and down that he doesn't know how to babysit! We put her down for a nap, quickly told him that he was in charge and ran out the door.
I must admit...I am TERRIBLE at Frisbee golf. See, we even have it on video...

All the holes are par 3 and just like regular golf, getting a higher score than 3 is bad. Well, we shot 11 holes. I got a 6, 8, 2 9s, an 11 and the rest were 10s! As you saw in the video, I only could get the stupid thing to go about 5 to 10 yards at a time.

That night we went to the Opryland hotel to wander around and see their Christmas decorations. I don't have any pictures from that either so I'll have to wait until Daddy downloads his camera. At the end we let Lily loose in a hallway of the hotel and she ran and ran until she fell over.