and this one:
oh yeah and this one, too:
Yup, that's freakin' Hawaii, people, Oahu to be exact. My texts back concerning my personal sentiments for him at that moment were obvioulsy no end of a source of entertainment for the man. He finally showed some mercy and stopped sending gorgeous 'Look what I have right outside my back door' pictures and just laughed at me instead.

He's such a giver.

It's a good thing, I don't walk on water on the weekends 'cause it would take waaaay longer than five days to get across that part of the Pacific, hunt him down and embarrass him, mercilessly for his picture cruelty. No, I don't know what I would have done in retribution, but I would have had a lot of time to think about it on the way over and it. would. have. been. good.

As it was for the last few days, I have read, parented, watched testosterone ridden movies and checked text and email a bajillion times for that "Hey you just won 100,000,000 dollars" or at the very least "Hey you just won time on the beach listening to the waves" message.

Sigh.

No luck.

As it was, my windows looked more like this:

My face often looked like this, buried in a bag of Lay's chips. (Yes, you are seeing that, correctly.) That first whiff when you tear them open...YUM.

I have come to a few conclusions though.

Spring Break is a big lie fabricated by teachers and administrators with eyes glazed over by the big TAKS test push, because, it is neither Spring or a Break when it comes. It's still winter, people! And the only thing breaking around here is my head on the edge of a coffee table from repeated banging.

Who'd a thunk I would get used to solitude so fast? I mean for twelve years I have been around, nursed,coslept and taught four kiddos 24/7. You'd think I'm of hardier stock, but noooooooooo. By 2:30 this afternoon, a mere 6.5 hours into our official holiday, and after a mere month of being home alone, I was already checking the school calendar, googling summer sleep away camps and considering a how well Jack and 7 would go with tater tots.

I. need. a. job.

I'm assured it's coming.

But's it's not soon enough!! ::stamping foot petulantly::

In the meantime I can't be too mean to my text torturer from the weekend. He gave me a project to sink my teeth into, which my ass was happy about 'cause I'll I had been sinking my teeth into lately were foods of no nutritive value as is photographically evidenced above. This project got my obsessive/compulsive juices flowing and so the coffee table concussions have abated somewhat.

Which brings me to further news.

Well news I mean. I haven't said anything you didn't already know so far.

I have two blogs I need to post about, but I am doing them one at a time. Puhhleeeez make sure you go see them when I put them up. I think you are going to LOOOVE both of them!