Fishing, Birthday, Summer

Earlier this month we went fishing at East Canyon. 

Josh eating a cinnamon roll and wondering why I'm taking his picture

Lexi started out the trip crying about how much she hated boating and how much she wanted to get off, then got sick and was throwing up over the side, then laid on the seat and rested, then was up jumping around saying how much she loved the boat.  Go figure.  When I looked at this picture, I was trying to figure out if she had chocolate on her face or what... it's her hair falling over her mouth. 

Captain Sean

Courtney turned 20 years old on Friday.  We celebrated by going to Maddox up in Perry for dinner, and then came home to open presents and have cake.  Marilyn and Curtis came with us, too, and that was fun to have them along.  One of her presents is supposed to be getting a pedicure with me and Brittney, but I have no idea when that will actually happen because of their schedules. 

Last night Sean and I went to Wendover to see Montgomery Gentry.  It was a pretty fun show.  I don't have any more concerts on the calendar, unless we decide to go to Rodney Atkins, which is a possibility.  Out of the four concerts we've seen this summer, the cheapest tickets were Toby Keith, and the hands-down favorite concert was Toby Keith.  They've all been fun, though, and we've heard lots of good music. 

I've got lots of little projects that need to be done this week, and actually a lot to do to get ready to go camping next week.  We haven't gone camping at all this year, so we decided we wanted to stay one more day up there, so I made a reservation for an extra day.  I hope it's fun and doesn't rain on us, but if it does, oh well.  I don't even care. 

It's looking like Lexi has inherited the migraines.  Hers seem somewhat similar to what Brittney had at that age.  Tonight we didn't eat until late because the kids were having fun playing outside with friends.  They had been bored and bothering me and each other all day, so I didn't see the need to interrupt them when they were actually gainfully occupied.  But then Lexi came in with low blood sugar and a headache.  Of course, once she had the headache she couldn't really eat.  So now she has moderately low blood sugar and probably has at least mild ketones, but I don't want to wake her up to try to get her to eat.  She was so miserable, I just want her to sleep it off.  Nice job, mom!  Way to go! 

After I wrote my last post, I thought that I really shouldn't have joked about Josh being blind.  Probably bad karma.  The reason I said that, though, is because you'll tell him, "You didn't get all your clothes into the hamper."  And he'll say, "Nuh-uh, where?"  And you'll say, "Right there, and there, there...."  And he'll say, "Oooohhh!  Yeah!"  It's like he can't even see it unless I point it out. 

Friday I decided that I wanted to have a yard sale the next day because I was tired of looking at a few big items that I have in my basement that need to be sold or given to the D.I.  So I pulled out all of the crap that I want to get rid of, looked it all over, and declared that it was not that great and there wasn't enough of it to have a yard sale.  So today I shoved all the piles of stuff back where they were.  Awesome, Shannon!  Way to make pointless work for yourself!

Tomorrow is house cleaning day, and I'm actually excited about that because boy does it need to be cleaned.  I also need to make the weekly chore chart, call around on tires for the Mazda, call the diabetes supply place and get her pump ordered, and maybe that's it.  The nutrition nurse lady is making me send in 2 more days worth of food diaries because I didn't record the carbs on green beans and cottage cheese, and because I didn't specify whether the crescent roll she ate was large or small.  I haven't done that yet, and I'm wondering what she'll do to me if I don't.  I got approval to order the pump, so maybe she won't even notice.  

So now I'm going to finish doing a puzzle that I started earlier and then try to decide if I want to risk moving Lexi off the couch and into her bed.