We had a great weekend here at the house of Sass. Sadly, I don't have pictures yet. I failed as a mom and forgot my camera. Bad mom! Luckily SM had his camera for part of it. Now I just have to wait in man-time for him to get the pictures over to me. That's like 7 weeks for every 1 normal week, right?
Saturday we went shooting. Woohoo! I love the smell of gun powder. Thing2 is an amazing shot. He hit one small 2 inch target and then hit it again before it even stopped spinning. Both Things have fallen in love with shooting, especially hand guns. Luckily, they both are very good about being safe with them too. SM and Thing1 scouted out the land looking for deer tracks for hunting season. There were some big ones. "Trophy" size and wow wasn't that exciting... While the older "boys" talked about killing things, Thing2 and I found some big sticks and tried to kill each other. I won. We also grilled. Hmmm, ok, that's a lie. SM and Thing1 grilled while Thing2 and I screwed around. In case you are wondering, grilled watermelon is not as yummy as it might sound. Grilled bananas and peachs are fantastic though.
Sunday the Things and I went to the river with some friends. We swam and ate and drank tried to drown each other. For the record, 12 year olds don't float very well.
Score: Mom-47, Thing1-0.
Because some of you have very sweetly and lovingly asked how the job search is going: I've been taking a lot of tests for state employment. I've had a couple of interviews and another one coming up. Nothing that has me crazy excited just yet. I'll keep you posted.
And now, because my maturity level is about that of a 10 year old boy (trust me, it is. Thing2 and I seem to think a lot alike lately):
5 comments:
Every post you make takes you one step closer to hell. Stop this blog and repent.
Also, I think you are a liar. You wouldn't try to kill your son with a stick. The truth will set you free.
Hmmm...I think I will go to hell with you. If that is where you are going, count me in. I am probably well on my way there, anyway.
Please, don't stop the blog. I love it! :-)
Hmmm...I think I will go to hell with you. If that is where you are going, count me in. I am probably well on my way there, anyway.
Please, don't stop the blog. I love it! :-)
Thanks MyHope, and no worries. I'm not going anywhere, except possibly to hell. But if you are there with me and there's plenty of vanilla vodka, we should be all set.
You know anonymous, if you don't like it don't read it. No need to leave nasty comments. Didn't your mother ever teach you, "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all?"
Get a life and go read a different blog.
Sassy...keep on bloggin :)
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