It started well. In January we hit the circus. I think the circus is kinda creepy, but the girls love it. Guess that's why we've got tickets for this January too.
February is Girl Scout cookie month. I'm in charge of getting the cookies sold in Brentwood ordered and distributed. I moan and groan about this every year, but honestly like being in charge. I do think this is my last year since it takes A LOT of time. I say that every year. Brad helps out too - here he's doing his thing by the Thin Mints. What's up with the pornstache?? Click on the picture to zoom in on that thing.
We had Maggie's class Easter party at the house in April. Geez Louise I had to clean like a maniac to get the house and yard presentable. I know, I know, it needed to be done. But did it have to all be done by me??? And at the same time???
The girls and I had the extreme pleasure of taking Brad's grandmother, Ms. Willie, to lunch at Cracker Barrel for her 93rd birthday in April. This would be her last birthday. Of course we didn't know that then. I loved taking her out to eat. She was always smiling when we were around and really appreciated the time spent with her. Disregard Georgia sticking her tongue out - that was meant for Maggie.
One of my fondest memories with my Grandmother Klepper was taking her to Pizza Hut in Rogersville and telling her about the 'new boy', Brad, that I was seeing. She was excited to hear about him and was glad to see me so happy. Something about sharing a meal with the ones you love.
And then the bottom fell out. Ah, April 22nd. The great fall. The fall I still dream about over and over. The fall that makes me leery of stairs, uneven ground and of course, jumping jacks. Okay, I never liked jumping jacks, but now I have an excuse.
I slipped on the stairs, broke and dislocated my right foot. You all know this, but what you may not know is that it started a string of unfortunate events in the family. Actually, Diane knows. She tells me all the time! ;)
Ten weeks of no driving or walking on my foot and lots of PT. The end result:
I can feel the pins on the side. Gross!! Georgia has some powerful magnets that I tried to get to stick to my leg, but they wouldn't. I'm glad they didn't, cause that would've really freaked me out.
The Summer was spent writing checks to the babysitter, although we did enjoy the little friends that would peek out from the woods every now and then.
The Fourth of July - burgers, hot dogs, and fireworks. The 4th for me was buying cabbage instead of lettuce for the burgers. How am I supposed to know these things??? A green leafy ball is a green leafy ball. They're practically the same, are they not? Apparently they're not, because no one used it for their burgers. I am not schooled in the fine art of vegetable shopping. John's thoughts on the subject:
About this time in the year, Brad's grandmother Margaret fell and broke her hip. She'd fall soon after and break her other hip which would firmly land her in the nursing home. Sigh. Too bad this wasn't the end of the bad string.
We did manage a quick trip to Dollywood in July. Maggie got to chase a chicken for the chicken race at the Dixie Stampede. Chickens don't run straight.
Maggie turned 5 on July 22nd. Let me just say, Maggie is one crazy gal. She's going to tear it up in Kindergarten. I love that girl! She had a party at Pump It Up. Her Uncle Russ got a little out of hand and broke his toe while his wife, Dana, spent some quality time on the ground.
The girls and I went to the Jonas Brothers concert in August. They are some cutie pies! I think I enjoyed the concert more than they did. I know the mom beside me had a good time with her 3 glasses of wine.
Georgia started 3rd grade this year and one of her school projects was to take her picture in some of her favorite places in Brentwood. Taco Bell was #1 on the list. Wouldn't it be on yours?!?!
Whew! I need to lay down after re-living all that. Part 2 to follow.
