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Wow.  What a crazy weekend it has been!  So many comments!  So many visitors to my humble little blog.  On Friday around 2pm I got so many hits that my sexy networking guy (aka The Husband) even had to tweak some things so the server wouldn’t crash! 

So the update as of Sunday evening:  The morning guys and program manager are meeting with Malinda tomorrow to apologize in person.  Yay!  She is excited about putting the whole thing behind her as am I.  It’s too bad that this whole thing had to happen.  Something simple turned into something HUGE.  I was even asked to go on the air of another radio station to discuss the whole thing!  In the end though, I decided that it just wasn’t worth spouting off meanness.  I don’t like spouting off meanness.  And there’s that whole beating a dead horse thing.  I’m not really into beating dead horses.

So thanks so much to everyone who showed their support to Malinda over the past couple of days.  I know she appreciated every email and phone call and comment.  (well, except for the rude ones, haha)  Malinda is a wonderful, genuine person who got crapped on because of her friends.  She didn’t deserve any of this, especially after Hubby just left.  I’m glad she has chosen to move on.  I’m proud to call her my friend. 

So enough with the drama, people.  I’m ready to get back to my regularly scheduled blogging where we discuss monumental things like kids eating robin eggs fresh from the nest and the elusive bird in the Christmas tree.  Birds, hmm.  I am starting to see a pattern here.  Getting back to normal mommy blogging now…

Things I Have Learned This Week

I can understand Kazoo-ese.  I showed A-Boy how to use a kazoo.  Why did I do this?  Why, why, WHY?  He spent Saturday using only the language of Kazoo.  “A-Boy are you hungry?”  “ZOOOZOOO ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!”  Lovely.  The kazoo is now in the garbage  lost along with about 562 other Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time childhood toys. 

2019 is looking like a very good year for us.  Wanna know why?  A-Boy will be 16.  Mini-Man will be 14.  Every day I am going to go in their rooms at 5:45 am, bullhorn in hand.  “GOOD MORNING BOYS! TIME TO GET UP!!!”   If they complain, I will wail and gnash, much like the wailing and gnashing we are so lucky to hear every. single. morning. at 5:45 am.  Paybacks, boys.  We are tired of waking up at the butt crack of dawn to fetch you your Pink Milk and your Dora.

I beat Mother Nature at her own game.  Ha!  For the past couple of weeks the weather here has been quite lovely.  Springlike, even.  I SOOOO wanted to plant stuff.  LOTS of stuff.  I’ve got hanging baskets waiting to be filled.  I’ve got this whole plan about planting a garden so I can have fresh tomatoes.  This plan involves a lot of manual labor.  Greg is not excited about this plan.

I looked longingly at the tomato plants at Lowe’s.  I really really wanted to plant, but I didn’t.  Last year I planted too early and everything froze.  We had to buy new everything.  This year I resisted.  Two days ago it got below freezing.  I didn’t plant, nothing of mine died.  I admit I feel a little smug about this.  Ha, Mother Nature.

I never told you about my trip to Arizona.  Sorry ’bout that.  I meant to.  It’s not because I didn’t have fun.  It’s mostly because I want to curl up in a ball and cry every time I think about the fun Alicia and I had and how living 4 zillion miles away from your best friend is just sucktacular.  Here is the jist of the trip:

I flew to Arizona.  Alicia picked me up at the airport and asked me to move there.  (not to the airport, but to Arizona, silly.)  We ate cruddy food like donuts and macaroons.  We drove nearly to Mexico.  Okay, it was just across the valley but it took so dang long I was sure we were going to hit the border and be arrested and placed in a Mexican jail.  While driving to near Mexico, Alicia asked me to move there.  We oohed and ahhed at the cactuses.  Yes.  I know it is cacti but I think that is a stupid word.  Do you know that Saguaro Cactuses only grow an inch a year?  It’s true!  At least that’s what I’ve been told.

I met a bunch of mostly non-blogger MOFs there, every one of them cool.  They all asked me to move to Arizona.  Alicia and I shopped at the outlets, where she asked me to move to there.  She also had her most embarrassing moment, involving her four year old, the middle of a busy park, him having to pee and a storm drain.  I tried not to laugh but failed miserably. 

MOFs:  Melissa, Melanie, Katie, Alicia, Linsey, Me.

That was the weekend in a nutshell.  Throw in lots of giggling and some Ben and Jerry’s and you’ve got it. It was great seeing her.  I keep asking her when she’s moving back.  She keeps asking me when I’m moving to Arizona.  I guess we are at an impass.  It’s too dang hot in Arizona.

Anyway, so that’s it for me this week.  I turned on comment moderation since I started getting some pretty vulgar comments on the last post and I don’t want that crap on my blog.  Feel free to comment though if you keep it respectful. 

Have a good one!

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