Happy New Year!!! 2009!

Wishing you all a wonderful new year. I am most certainly looking forward to this year- a year of many changes for sure! Not that the past few years havent been full of changes... they have. I am looking forward to things calming down a little, and getting into a routine with two little ones and a new job and then hopefully a new house. Oh the excitement!! I spent the evening, ringing in the new year in bed watching movies and honestly, I could think of no other place Id rather be. Well, except maybe in Times Square. I could see myself there and hope to get there again someday.

We have been oh so busy this Christmas season! Allen had quite a few days off and a good many of those days were spent shopping (and more shopping) and then finally reaping the rewards of such hard work by spending time with our families! Okay, I really enjoyed the shopping part as well. We really had a wonderful Christmas and both of the kids got such great stuff. We are so very fortunate and blessed. We have such a wonderful family, extended family included and we always manage to stay afloat. Thats all I could really ever want or ask for. We are very thankful!

Happy New Year!

Uh Ohs!

Noah would like to share with you all what he managed to do tonight stemming from a very severe case of the "I gotta run everywhere I gos"

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Now that, my friends, is a very nice and sizeable (for a toddler) gash to his eyelid. I was upstairs and I hear BOOM! and then hear Allen shouting out "OH MY GOD!!!" Now, very few things can get a reaction out of Allen like that... So I run down to see what could possibly be the problem and about that time Noah starts screaming hysterically and his entire eye is covered in blood. We had to hold him down and apply pressure to stop the bleeding which proceeded to make him more upset. It didnt turn out half as bad as I thought it would but still pretty darn bad for my tiny baby little boy. Lately he insists that running is a much more effective mode of transportation and although he has had many crashes, many bumps, knots, and bruises, not to mention bloody noses- tonight we had a pretty bad scare. I have a feeling that this is the first of very (VERY!) many scars for our very (VERY!) active 17 month old. Favorite pastime: jumping off the couch or anything up high. He is ALL boy.


FOUR days left until Christmas, just in case anyone needing reminding!!! Allen and I still have lots of Christmas shopping left to do but he had to work today and when he got home we decided to have a semi-lazy day (Until Noah put an end to that). We were also planning to get Noah and Juliana's pictures taken on Tuesday (after putting it off for several weeks because
of them being sick) but somehow I think our plans have been changed on that one as well. I wonder how well they can edit out a black eye and his little gash . Not too well, huh? I would think they could probably do something about the cut but his eye has continued to swell a bit since taking those pictures and its turning a lovely shade of purple/black. My poor baby!! I do take these types of things with a grain of salt because whether you want them to or not, they tend to happen. It was just an unfortunate event.

Did I mention that my husband has 11 days off starting tomorrow? Did I mention that I am ridiculously happy about that (Although a little nervous about the lack of income). Allen and I have been talking lately about what our plans are for the future and what we are going to do about working, buying a house, daycare for the kids, etc... We've come up with something but I guess I'll share on that later.

Did I also mention that I am half blind? We called for an appointment with the eye doctor to have my eyes examined because the only contacts that I had left were in my eyes and they wouldnt give me anymore since it had been so long since I was last seen. Well I have a very bad habit of leaving my contacts in entirely too long (mostly because Im completely blind without them... my vision is 20/2400... no, thats not a joke) and my contact in my left eye was just killing me... so I took it out and put it in a small container which Noah later on found and emptied out all over the floor and well, I have no more contact for my left eye. Seriously, I am blind and having difficulty adjusting to not being able to see anything with one eye. Oh yeah, and about the appointment- no openings until the end of January. No insurance to pay for an appointment or contacts until I start my new job either. What to do, what to do... I feel like we've been faced with way too many "what to dos" lately.

My grammar can be terrible Im afraid, so as you're reading, please disregard my forgetfulness when it comes to apostraphies and commas, subject/verb agreement, transitions between paragraphs, etc.... I need a refresher course.

And lastly, a few more pictures of the family from yesterday and today for family members (and interested friends):

Noah and his daddy, my handsome men!


Last night I was standing in the bathroom putting my makeup on before going out to Olive Garden for a friend's birthday and Noah was standing there observing. I finish up and quickly get dressed and find that Noah has decided to give the makeup a try. Really, its not quite your color Noah.


Noah and Juliana playing together. They make a pretty cute team. And they absolutely love each other.





Goodnight/Goodmorning everyone!!

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Happy 5 Months to Juliana ♥!

My itty bitty newborn baby girl is no longer itty bitty nor brand spanking new anymore- Juliana is 5 whole months old today! She now sits up for short periods of time, rolls over, laugh a lot, can grab for things that she wants (including handfuls of Mama's hair), holds her own bottle (sometimes), and sleeps 12-14 hours at night. She loves her sleep like her mama! I'll post a few pictures that I took of her and Noah today to celebrate yet another wonderful month that shes been in our lives.

I love my kids!!

Kayleigh Anne Freeman

I dont know if anyone has ventured over to the right hand side of my blog where you can find the "My Blog List" section. If you havent, you should. I mean, Ive got some pretty cool blogs on there- my husband's blog is there, along with the blog of one amazing photograper, and a story of one preemie miracle that is now home safe and sound after being born weighing 1 lb 12 oz (wow!!). But what I wanted to showcase tonight is the blog of a baby girl, born weighing only 1 pound that is several months old, has been through some major stuff, and is now fighting for her life in the NICU. Please check out her page, buy a bracelet if you are able and would like to help her family, and say a prayer tonight.

Busy, Busy, Busy...

Its been quite a few days since I last posted. Im going to have to throw up the "busy card" on that one. Atleast Saturday was a VERY busy day.

On Saturday we headed to the chucktown area and I got to see my neice for the first time- yes, Im an auntie! We went to Small Wonders Imaging, this amazingly fantastically awesome place where you can go and sort of meet your loved ones, ya know, before meeting them. My brother and sisinlaw are now 32 weeks preggo (I still feel a little weird refering to a man as "pregnant" but I hear its the new thing to do... to say "WE' are pregnant) with their first child and here she is:

A precious, completely healthy little girl. Who do you think she looks like? Isnt new technology amazing?? I am so glad that something like that was out there when I was preggo with my two kids as well (you know, all those many years ago and everything? ;-) )

Noah at 32 weeks:

And Juliana- 31/32 weeks:

Aw Aw Aw.

And then after getting a nail in the tire of the car and waiting 2 hours or more at Firestone to get a brand new tire because of the placement of the nail (With two kids, one of them VERY unhappy) we finally headed back home. On Saturday night, A friend and I went to go see Hannah Miller and the Misadventures play at the 5 points pub. My hubby is one of the misadventures. Its always so much fun seeing Allen play his bass in a show, not to mention the music is super great. Unfortunatly, because Allen had to work the majority of the day before going to play his show, we missed his family Christmas party in NC. That was a big bummer for all of us, especially since Juliana hasnt had a chance to meet some of the family members on his side yet.

Does anyone watch Jon and Kate plus 8? Once again here, I'll never know since I still dont have a comment section. It's one of the very few tv shows that I actually watch but its getting quite annoying lately... I am very disappointed in the show...well, Jon and Kate really. Its not about the family anymore. Its becoming a documentary of expensive trips that they are taking, paid in full with several luxuries by companies to advertise for them... and the children have become a product. This is not reality, its a lie. Im actually watching it right now. Yeah yeah, I still watch despite all that. The kids remain absolutely adorable.

And on another note- I am absolutely amazed how fast Noah is growing up. He seriously surprises me every day. He has gotten super good with his sign language- he now fluently signs "eat", "drink", "no more", "down" and "more" along with a few other things. This afternoon I felt a little hand tugging at my pantsleg and a little voice saying "Mama, Mama, Mommy, Mama, Mommy"... "what Noah?"... He then signed to eat and then ran to his highchair. Im loving this communication! He also managed to let me know that his ear was hurting him tonight. Or I think thats what he was trying to tell me.

In closing, I'll post a few more pictures of the kids that were taken within the past couple of days.

Juliana found her feet. She now wakes up in the morning and talks to her feet, along with having various conversations throughout the day with them:


She also found the remote:

Noah undecorating the tree that I was busy decorating:

Juliana and her bubbles:

Kisses for Juliana

And cuddles with Noah:


And Noah doing what he loves to do here lately. Getting dressed. Putting his shoes on, pulling his pants up, pulling them down...

Goodnight everyone!

And you know you're a parent when...

Allen had the day off today (and tomorrow too- How did I get so lucky? I most certainly dont know what to do with myself!) and it couldnt have come at a better time. I flat out needed a break (others mamas can understand that right?). Allen took the kids this morning, fed them breakfast, washed them both and got them dressed (Juliana was dressed back in PJs but hey, Im loving that attempt) while I stayed in bed and snoozed and took a little big bit of time to myself. Theres only so many noses that you can wipe, medications that you can administer, diapers that you can change, baths that you can give, tantrums that you can deal with, spitups that you can clean up, kitchens,living rooms,couches that you can sweep up (after a toddler has dumped out the entire box of cereal and bag of goldfish), toilets that you can fetch toys out of, and non machine washable rugs that you can rinse and scrub up (after same said toddler has dumped out the entire bottle of shampoo on) before you start feeling a bit nutty. Maybe not nutty, but a little worn out. A lotta worn out. So after Allen took the kids this morning and later on this evening, I felt he deserved (and well, needed) a haircut and we headed off to the mall. I wish I had a good before picture of him (I couldnt find my camera while we were waiting to get his hair cut- of course I later find that it was securely in my pocket... not sure all the nuttyness had quite left me just yet) but we concluded that he was either starting to look like Doc off of Back to the future, Ronald McDonald, or Willy Wonka. Not him personally, but the hair. Of course he was trying his hardest to fix his hair accordingly by pulling it up and out so it was well, sticking up and out on his head. The hair stylist truly had her work cut out for her... wonder if he tipped her... hmmm.... But heres an after picture, with me saying "Now Allen, just look natural for this one"

"No really Allen, look natural...."

"Allen! Just give me one good picture!"

"Okay, forget it!"

But really, it does look a lot better and I think Allen liked it. While Allen was getting his new doo, Juliana decided to get a little fussy because it was getting to be her mealtime, not to mention it was past her bedtime, so I told Allen that I was going to take her out to the car and feed her and see if she would settle down. So he hands me the keys and I stick them in my jacket pocket and walk out to the car, and pull out the keyring as Im approaching the car and then I notice...

I had the wrong set of keys! Okay I didnt get quite that close, but close enough before I realized that I was about to unlock the door with Juliana's teething ring that I had stuck in my pocket in case she needed entertaining...although there was no need- she decided to be the entertainer for the masses this evening with her loud wails, loud talking, spit bubbles, and well, just plain out spitting). And if anyone is wondering what to get her for Christmas, a plastic take out bag (with lots and lots of supervision) will do:

And if you're wondering where Noah was this evening- he was home safe, tucked in his crib. He's still feeling a little under the weather so after a few stories, a little bit of The King and I, and a sippy cup of milk he was ready for bed. My poor baby... but I must say, I am loving all these hugs and kisses Ive been getting from him these days. He can really be such a sweet boy.

And I will leave this blog at that, seeing that it is nearing 5:00am... yes, AM not PM... and unlike myself, my kiddos are morning people. Goodnight/Goodmorning all!

Ho Hum

I can only describe my day today as 'ho hum." But tomorrow is a new day, a new beginning. And for that I am very thankful and I really should wake up in the morning and say "Thank you" because its new and I can start over. Each day that we are given is truly a gift. I choose not to carry over my frustrations and shortcomings from today to tomorrow. I hope to wake up tomorrow, grumble a little (Because well, Im just plain out not a morning person) and be a better mom tomorrow, a better person, and have a better day. After all, my time as a stay at home mom is coming to an end very soon. I will also hope for some much better feeling kiddies too. Its just oh so stressful when they are still sick day after day. It feels like groundhog day, every day around here. Most of the time I have to think hard on whether its a weekday or a weekend, and what day of the week it is, and I will have a super hard time telling you what the date is. I think the kids could probably use some fresh air (I know I could!) so I think Im going to bundle them up and take them outside tomorrow. It would do them some good. It would do me some good. I felt like a free woman tonight when Allen finally got home and I took the keys and drove to sonic, turned up the radio, and got myself a hotdog and a cherry limeade. Its the simple things, really.

Allen has the day off today but he ended up having to spend the first half of the day in Orangeburg and the second half at band practice... well, with a good piece of the morning here but I just dont do mornings. I spent the morning with my head covered up with a pillow trying to get just a little more sleep. Its nice to have him home and was really hoping to keep him all day but well, you cant always get what you want. They're practicing for an upcoming show at 5 points pub and I do believe I will be making that one. I need to go shopping though since my sweat pants and maternity shirts, which once served me well during my pregnancy, arent really that fabulous unless u got a little bebe under those clothes. On another note- I found some bows for Juliana. Well, I had contacted a fellow cafemom member (wonderful site for moms) a while back about having some bows made for Juliana and shes sending some for FREE so I'll remain giddy with glee until then. Yipee. And of course, I'll take pictures.

Okay, sorry my life isnt fabulous and interesting but Im happy about it because its mine. It doesnt make for a good blog but it gives me something to do in the evenings when the kids are tucked in their beds with their loveys and their nite nite music, drooling away and smacking in their sleep. I have so many pictures of Noah sleeping. A few of Juliana but the ones I have of Noah are the ones where you sneak into their room way late after they have gone to bed and snap a few. If I did that with Juliana she would wake up. Shes such a light sleeper.

Oh and yes, has anyone seen the Hallmark commercial with the little toddler, perhaps around Noah's age or a little older and the mom is trying to get him to say "Merry Christmas" into the recordable card? I'll never know because I dont have a spot for comments yet but that reminds me so much of Noah. I think I may go buy a few of those cards this year and record Noah's mumbo jumbo. Im really going to miss that in a year when he doesnt have his own little jibberish anymore. His new favorite word is "shoe"... 'Shhheeeeeew. Sheeeeeeeeeeew" as he carries around shoes and socks. His new favorite thing (for the past few days- perhaps stemming from boredum from not getting out the house) is dressing himself. Well, kind of. Today he helped put on his shirt and helped pull his pants up. Then when I wasnt looking he took them off. I told him to put them back on so he sat there on the floor and tried his darndest to put those pants back on. He finally got both feet in, stood up, and fell over. He also found one of Allen's socks in the laundry pile so he sat down on the floor and tried and tried and tried to put it on. He finally brought it to me for assistance so I put a pair of Allen's socks on him that came clear past his knees and he was a happy camper for the moment. I missed getting a picture of that. I think my obsessive compulsive picture taking stems from not having very many pictures of myself from my childhood and also because they grow up so darn fast! I didnt take near enough pictures (in my opinion) of Noah in the beginning because I didnt have my camera until he was a little older (I had another better one thanks to Clay but couldnt figure out how to use it). So I take too many pictures now, who cares, better than taking too few.

Well I'll close for now. The hubs is upstairs snoring away and I too shall join him. Remember- my big happy snoring family. Goodnight.


Update:


Decided to check on the kids before going to sleep: Noah was sound asleep, pacifier hanging out of his mouth, shirt hiked up, blanket kicked off, snoring... Pulled his shirt down, put the blanket back on him, figured he'd correct his pacifier if he wanted to and left.

Checked on Juliana and this is what I found:






Now I can pretty much guess how she peed out of her diaper but her arm was most definitely in that sleeve with her shirt pulled down when I left her. I am still trying to figure this one out. I was going to have to wake her up anyway so I snapped the picture (surprisingly, she didnt wake up).

Kids seem to be feeling a little better today. I went in Noah's room a few minutes ago to check on him and for once in the past couple of days, he was sleeping soundly. I set a sippy cup of water down beside him in case he gets thirsty in the middle of the night and left. Juliana also fell right to sleep tonight, an hour early and is snoring a few feet away. My baby girl snores! So does Noah. We're just one big happy snoring family. My update for the night is short. No pictures either though I did take a few. Im off to search ebay for hair bows and headbands for Juliana... Allen has tomorrow off, first day he will be home for the entire day in a bit so Im happy about that. Goodnight all!

Case of cabin fever

So as you all may know (all two of you that read this), the kids have been sick for quite a few days now. N began getting sick on Thanksgiving day. We figured it was his teeth since he was getting 5 teeth at once including 2 eye teeth. On Thanksgiving, we figured his reluctance to eat was because his cousin who had already finished eating was down playing- well what kid wants to eat when they have the chance to play. On Friday, he flat out refused to eat at all and gagged and actually threw up at the table when I pleaded with him to eat. We thought it was my mom's cooking (haha!- jk mom, I swear). So we stopped in at walgreens on the way home from my brother and sister in law's house in Goose Creek (who we ate Thanksgiving with on Friday) to pick up some pediasure. We held him down and sure enough, he was getting tons of new teeth. The next day we went to the Clemson/Carolina game at Jordee's (Maybe next time Gamecocks!) and Jordee gave us some baby food, which N ate. So I went to walgreen's after we left and stocked up on baby food... which he ate for the next couple of days. Thursday, he got much worse and here we are today... still very sick and not eating, at all. And thats only N. J still has her bad cough and a touch of a fever, but overall, shes the better one. Dont know what to do with these sick kids... So we've been confined to the house for the past week. Except for a brief excursion to walmart to get more baby food. Puh puh puh.


I seriously dont know what to do when I go back to work... What do people do when their kids get sick and cant go to daycare for a while?! In a way, it was nice having my husband at home to take care of N when we lived in Summerville, but it was also very hard, financially. Thinking hard about the future... should I go back to work and have Hubby McHubberson stay home with the kids, should we try and make it work with 2 incomes? We're more than ready to buy a house. We're so excited about the idea. The thought of going back to work as a nurse makes my heart sink though. Its a love/hate relationship there. Its not everything that I thought that it would be. You come in for work for the day, the night shift hands you everything that they couldnt finish over night, that HAS to get finished before doctors make rounds, a nurse (or two) calls out and you're assuming a greater patient load which is unsafe, the patients complain when they have to wait 15 minutes for pain medication (when 4 other patients call for it at the same time), you work so hard you dont get a chance to sit down all day long and you dont get a lunch break, you're practically running up and down the halls giving pain medications, dressing changes, doing blood transfusions on 3 patients at once (monitoring them every 15 minutes at first), one has a tranfusion reaction, checking orders, a good bit of the patients are MRSA positive so you have to gown and glove up before going in the room, getting chewed out by some doctor or the other for another nurses mistake, getting brand spanking new patients from Recovery who have come up with their O2 sats in the 70s and low 80s before, some hollering out in pain, not getting home until 9pm... oh dear Jesus. And thats how I feel about being a nurse, in a nutshell. In SC, there are no mandated laws for nurse:patient ratios- you take what you get. Ho Hum. Ah, sorry about the rant there. But even though I loved (Absolutely loved!!) my friends and coworkers, not to mention I had the greatest boss, at the hospital I was working at before having J, I have a bad taste in my mouth about going back. And it makes me so sad to think of leaving my kids, especially J, with someone else. I just have bad visions of someone I dont know taking care of her because shes still a little colicky sensitive. I think N would probably benefit from going to daycare, learning new songs and doing little kiddie projects while interacting with other kids his age. He has a few little friends and he just loves them, always trying to give them hugs (and pull/push them down in the process- rough boy). They're all girls, go figure ;-)


So yes, this post ended up being a little longer than I had originally planned. In fact, I was just getting on to briefly say that the kids were still sick. But the hubs is downstairs watching a CSI marathon of some sort and Im left up to my own devices. I dont like CSI. Looks like we're going to miss our playdate tomorrow with my "SC Midlands Mom's" group and the kids at funzone. *Pokes lip out* Well to end, I'll add a few pictures that I took today. Yes, I take pictures everyday...almost. Id love a better camera, and some lessons on how to use it. Im still trying to figure out what ISO means.

My little monkey, sitting up on her very own at 4 months:

My camera was too slow to actually capture the sweetness of this moment. N came over and laid his head on J's tummy and kissed her. Sweet babies:

Little man and daddy reading a book together:

Lastly, all smiles for the camera:

See! They dont look sick!

Life is like a gift, they say; Wrapped up for you everyday.

Today was quite a day. The husband woke up again in TN and J woke up feeling better (or atleast looking a lot better). She kept about half of her bottles down today and besides an occasional cough, she seemed like her usual self. Overall, she was quite content, sitting up on her very own in my lap. N seemed just fine as well. They both took super duper long naps (unfortunatly, not at the same time). And then N wakes up with a temperature of 103.5. Out of the blue. He woke up screaming and as I picked him up I noticed that he was absolutely burning up. I stripped him down and put him in a tube of lukewarm water with all kinds of fun and interesting things to play with(to try and keep his mind off of the water temperature). It came down a great deal. It was 99.1 when I put him to bed tonight and he seemed just fine. I went in his room about 15 minutes ago to check on him and noticed that he was burning up again. Temperature was 103.3. I gave him something to drink which he absolutely snatched from me, (much to our amusement) and gave him a dose of tylenol. Oh... sick kids. What to do with them. I suppose that we'll be making a trip to whatever is open and available on a Saturday. Urgent care, here we come. Here is to another morning, afternoon, evening of Dr. W saying that he has no idea what it is but he will treat us for whatever I think it is. He has seriously said that to me the past couple of times Ive been there either for myself or one of my kids. Seems they always get sick outside of normal office hours. I got to see my guy for about 10 minutes this afternoon after he got back from TN with the band before he had to turn right back around and go to work. Hmmph on that one. Well, to end my post, I'll add a couple pictures from today.

J, happy as can be:
Little man loves to hold Itty bit's hand. Here she is wearing his outfit from about the same time last year.. and some really tall socks. Which also happened to be his. The hairbow, however, is hers:

And my sick little boy, in his cool bath with tons of distractive items:

The First blog... hopefully not the last.

Okay so, I thought I would give this blog thing another try. I had a blog quite a few years back and got into it.. for a whole 2 months or so and then quit. I tried to google it the other day but apparently it no longer exists. And darn it for that. I thought it would be pretty cool to go back and look to see what I had to say once upon a time. But yes, trying once again! Im not entirely sure what the whole purpose of this blog is but I did think that it would be a great idea to let family members and friends that arent with us on a daily basis get a peek into what is going on, as well as have a place to share pictures (Yeah I know, its not like I dont already do that on myspace anyway) and have something to run my mouth to. Besides, Im now a member of the savvy blogging crowd (Pssshhh). So yes, an update.

We are getting ready for Christmas this year- Little man's second Christmas and Itty bit's first. This is entirely too exciting and wish we had a home of our own to decorate and start new traditions in. I'll look forward to that. We moved to Lexington after Itty bit was born to start over again (frankly, we were a little tired of Summerville and we werent even there that long. We miss it now... a little. very little. The hubs misses it more but doesnt want to go back.) Right now I'm staying home with the kids, which I know will not last as there are bills to be paid and a house to be bought but I am absolutely loving it for now! I love waking up every day and seeing my family. I worked until I was "38ish" weeks pregnant with J before being put out of work by my OB for a week and honestly, 3-4 (even 5 in the beginning) days out of the week, 13-14 hours a day, I was not there to see my son wake up in the morning and a lot of the time I wasnt there to put him to bed at night. My husband took care of all of this because he was a SAHD... Yes, a stay at home dad (Its surprising how many there are now... and this group continues to grow. I think its pretty cool). So I'd peek in on him when I got home (or if he was awake, I'd give him a bottle and put him to bed) and in the morning before I left for work, I'd cover him back up with the blanket that was then wrapped around his foot or his bear and head off. I feel like I missed a lot.

The hubs is away tonight. He's in TN doing a mini tour with the band- Hannah Miller and the Misadventures (www.myspace.com/HannahMiller). They're fabulous, truly. Unfortunatly, this tour fell right when both kids decided that it had been a while so it was time to get sick. N is getting 5 teeth (yes, 5!) at once. Two of them are sharp "eye" teeth and the other 3 are molars- Apparently, none of them are any fun. Hes also running a little fever along with those teeth but this is actually the norm for him during teeth time but this has been the worst teething experience yet. J is a whole other can of worms- shes coughing, puking, choking, running a fever, crying... Im thinking she may have bronchitis or bronchiolitis (caused by RSV). Since this is mainly caused by a virus (bronchiolitis) I had decided to wait it out a few days (since antibiotics arent effective and treatment is palliative) and Im not a biggie on getting antibiotics at the first sign of a sniffle either. Ive been suctioning, tylenol-ing, rocking, etc. Of course, my judgement is that of a newbie nurse and even though Ive been keeping a close eye on her, I'll probably be taking her to the doctor... possibly tomorrow. Or today rather, being that is nearly 2am. I should go to sleep but Im a night owl.

Sooo, well yes I think I'll try to sleep now. I was hoping to hear from the hubster about how the show went but Im assuming they're still playing. I could probably talk forever about all the mundane things that go on in my life (I love those things) but I think I'll do my blog day by day. If I even get it going at all. Atleast I made one post. Oh and yes, I dont pretend to be a great blogger. Not one bit. Goodnight all.