The Queen's Rambles

Party down, people! It’s June! I swear there are ten thousand birthdays this month. I took a reader’s advice (thanks Shannon!) and didn’t get a gift for all the kids at yesterday’s party. I was not the only one who only brought a gift for the kid we knew. Even after hanging out at the party all day I still couldn’t identify the birthday girls. I’m sure I saw them. There were 92 people at the party and I’m not even exaggerating. The hostess sent out an e-mail telling us so. It was insane. They had a bounce house and airbrush tattoos. It was nice, though. I just sat in the air conditioned living room and zoned out.

I am ready to take a hammer and smash my camera into teeny tiny pieces. I want to break it down into indivdual atoms. I’m not sure I have a hammer capable of separating molecules. Anyway, I was just looking at pictures from Julie and Jeff’s visit and they are mostly all totally blurry. Just like all the flippin’ pictures it takes. I did so much research to find the best, most non-blurry camera and I end up with this jacked up piece of crap? BOO! It’s a Canon Powershot in case anyone is interested.

In other words, there aren’t any pictures of our fun times on Thursday night.

Here’s The Teenagers. Thankfully Erik is calming down about the Indiana Jones game, though tonight when he was telling me his story about Spot (I am so very tired of stories about Spot. I have to tell him a story, then he tells me a story. Usually his story is a condensed version of my story), Spot had to get across a pit of red snakes by building a bridge. Directly from the game, much?

Julie brought some super cute outfits for Elsa! I thought they might be a little big, but with diaper butt they fit perfectly.

I love that little tunic set. It is really pretty and dainty without being pink. I like pink, but it is nice to get other colors. She also got a couple of things in my favorite color, but she puked all over them before I got pictures. They match most of my clothes, which Julie knew when she picked them out. I am so predictable in my clothing color choices.

We aren’t much for celebrating holidays, but we did have a gift prepared for Mike. I think it turned out cute.

Erik painted all the blue, then the gal working helped him with his hand print. I did the fish details and lettering. I was a really mean mommy and limited his color pallet. He wanted a green and red fish, but I learned my lesson the hard way–never let him mix colors that turn brown if I want a nice result. In most cases I don’t care and let him do whatever he wants, but this was not a cheap piece of paper. I decided if we were going to spend that much money on a piece of pottery I wanted it to be a decent keepsake. I’d say we had success.

I wanted to do something with Elsa’s footprints, but she was screaming bloody murder when we were at the pottery place so it was way too stressful. I decided to pick my battles and that battle was one I wasn’t willing to fight.

In other news, I think Erik’s scooter was stolen off the porch. The last time I remember seeing it, it was there and I made a comment that it was going to get stolen if someone didn’t bring it in. I was ignored. The scooter is no where to be found. I hope it turns up in the neighborhood or around here, but who knows. We have teenagers taking a short cut right by our front porch all the time so it is probably long gone. I’m hoping it was just the hooligans down the street so we can get it back.