Weekend Recap

What. A. Weekend.

Let’s start with Friday… I took the day off in order to clean, decorate, and run errands in preparation for S’s birthday party on Sunday.  My mom said she’d still come over per usual so that she could entertain the boys while I prepared for the party.  A great plan.  BUT Mother Nature had different plans for us.  Several inches of snow were predicted for Thursday night into Friday.  School ended up being cancelled for A and obviously, my mom couldn’t come over.  A was a huge help!!  But it is exhausting trying to clean and decorate with 2 little boys.  Both continued to make messes and tried to help me decorate by standing on chairs and unraveling streamers.  We got about 8 inches of snow and by late afternoon, A and I decided we’d had enough cleaning/decorating and thought we’d try to take the boys sledding.  There is a sled hill just down the street and there were quite a few people there, but it wasn’t overly crowded.  However.  Kids were going down at the same time and crashing into one another, other kids were sledding down the hill and not moving out of the way once they reached the bottom.  It was a little crazy.  And try getting a 3 year old up a snowy hill in about 10 inches of snow (because we already had some snow on the ground).  I think the boys went down the hill two times, a little snow flew up and landed on their faces, and they were done.  We finished the day by heading to dinner at a nearby restaurant.

Saturday night, it snowed again.  Only about an inch or two.  A took Addie to doggy day care so she could spend the night and be out of the house for the birthday party (she gets a little overwhelmed with lots of people so it seemed like a good idea) and offered to pick up Starbucks on his way home.  Yes, please!  While he was out, S and I shoveled the driveway (only what fell overnight, a plow truck had come the previous day, thankfully!).  That boy loves to shovel!! 

Later, I tried to remove some of those Command hooks that were left over from Christmas and ended up tearing off a huge section of paint – exactly what those stupid hooks are NOT supposed to do.  So I asked A to look for paint in the basement so that I could paint over the huge spot.  The previous owners labeled all the paint cans (thankfully), but we could not find the paint for the hallway/play room (which is the largest painted area of the house?!?).  A found a color that looked like the light yellow and I got to work re-painting several areas of the wall that had been scratched ONLY TO REALIZE IT WAS A DIFFERENT PAINT COLOR.  So now my wall has various different yellow spots.  I thought once it dried, it might be the same color.  NO.  What the heck?!?  A prime example of me trying to correct something and having it go horribly wrong.  STORY OF MY LIFE.  

On a brighter note, my mom came over to watch the boys for a bit so A and I could pick up a new tv console that I’d ordered.  We have had the same little tv console (if you can even call it that) for 11 years.  So it was time.  I had planned on waiting for my bonus before purchasing one and then I realized that the console I’d had my eye on since summer was on sale.  So I ordered it and will hope that I still get my bonus.  Eek.  I was nervous about it fitting in my car, but we had no problems picking it up.  It came assembled (praise the Lord) and I absolutely love it.

Hoping to mount the tv on the wall, but that's another project.  Also, I think it looks bigger IRL?  The perspective seems off...

That night, we headed to church for mass and the annual chili cook off, which was fun.  There were six different types of chili to try and we were supposed to vote for our favorite.  W does not like chili, but really wanted to vote so he voted for the hot dog, which was also available to eat.  Bahahaha.  And he wrote ‘hot dog’ all by himself.  Side note: if you’ve been keeping up with us, you know W’s teacher was very concerned about his fine motor skills.  I thought it was mainly a matter of him holding a pencil correctly.  After some work and lots of encouragement, he is holding a pencil correctly and has made vast improvements in his writing!  I’m really proud of him!

Sunday, we awoke to MORE snow.  It marked the 9^th straight day of snow for us and tied a record.  Yay for records.  But not really.  This time we got about 3-4 inches… so we have well over a foot of snow currently.  I was giving the boys a bath when doggy day care called.  They told us that we should probably come pick up Addie and take her to the vet.  She wasn’t eating, had a swollen mouth, and a scratch on her snout.  A rushed out to get her and take her to the only vet that was open on Sunday – the 24 hour emergency vet that charges $100 for just a consultation.  Meanwhile, I called my mom and begged her to come over to watch the boys so I could go pick up all the food for the party and the balloons that A had been planning to pick up that morning.  The roads were bad thanks to all the snow and the errands took longer than expected.  I’m thankful to the Portillos worker who must have noticed I was having a rough morning and handed me a Coke and the grocery store worker who helped me bring 3 bags of balloons to my car.  And my mom for always coming to my rescue and allowing me to head out in the snow sans little boys!!! 

A waited with Addie for 2 hours just to be seen!  Addie had scratched her mouth and had an abscess inside her mouth.  The vet suggested it was either from another dog or she’d been trying to get out of her crate.  They wanted to sedate her to treat it, but detected a heart murmur so they had to be cautious.  She left with a cone about 4 hours after arriving to the vet.  A missed half the party.  Things were just crazy with 10 kids running around.  Luckily, the food was great and I think the party went well.  A eventually made it home for presents and cake.  And most importantly, I think S really enjoyed it. 

I was exhausted afterwards.  I told A I’m so done with parties – I spend too much time cleaning just for the house to be trashed.  I felt like everything that happened to Addie was my fault because I thought it was best to have her out of the house for the party.  We’re still not exactly sure what happened and very concerned about what we’ll do when we travel. 

And then I went to get S out of bed this morning and he was singing happy birthday to himself. J  So that made me feel better.  Seriously though, next year we’ll have a celebration at a restaurant.  I need a vacation!