The one where I catch you guys up...

It has been a crazy busy week and it's only Wednesday! Sunday I spent the day with my Dad. We went shopping at the new Scheels store in Springfield. That store is amazing! There is a ferris wheel in the store. We were shopping for the rest of Sean's gear for his trips to West Virginia and New Mexico. Poor kid is working so much that he hasn't had time. He has one more half day off before he heads out and we are going to try to celebrate his upcoming birthday on that day. That evening I picked up CJ and brought him home for a quick visit.

Monday, I hung out with CJ all day. We rode along with Mike on a trip to town, but only because there was McDonald's involved. Lol. Then CJ, Lu & I went swimming. We had supper and did some golf cart riding before a trip to DQ for ice cream. It was a perfect summer day!

Yesterday Lu & I both started the day with dr. appts. Hers went great. She's doing well. Dilated to a 2 and 50% effaced. She started her maternity leave so she can get some rest before the big event! My appt got me a steroid shot in my shoulder and strict directions for icing and motrin. If it's no better, then its on to MRIs.

Then we headed to Springfield, took CJ to his house and met up with my Mom & Dad. We did some shopping for CJ, he needed new clothes, and picked up the last few things on Lu's list of baby items. Then dinner at Lonestar. Yum! Lu had contractions the whole two hour drive home. Unfortunately they eased up and we went to bed instead of the hospital. But I'm pretty sure it won't be long now!

I posted updates on what's going on in my life work wise over at The Author Spot if you want to check up on that. Today, I am doing another guest post! I'm over at the wonderful Tyr Kieran's blog. There's another short story. Again, shouldn't be too scary for the faint of heart. It's a tale of revenge. If you want to check it out, I'd be all sorts of appreciative!

Happy Middle of the Week,
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The one where Sean trades invisibility for levitation

So it's Tuesday. I'm pretty sure Tuesday is like the most boring day of the week. Seriously, I mean you made it past Monday but it's not Wednesday so you're not half way through yet. And Thursdays are like a prelude to Friday, which is a great day because it's the start of the weekend. And Saturday is probably one of the best days of the week, followed closely by Sunday. What's left for Tuesday? Yep. Nada. Sorry Tuesday, you kinda suck. And it's grey and rainy again. This weather is really sapping my mojo.

First off, um, wow? I cannot believe all the interest I got in marrying Sean off. Don't you people read my blog? He's no Prince Charming. The lucky girl who gets him has got her work cut out for her. I did like Elly's suggestion of auctioning him off to the highest bidder and then partying with the money. But I'm pretty sure it's illegal in America to sell your minor offspring. Although, Sean tells me in Nepal it's perfectly alright. Something about the guy with the most goats. I don't know. And for all the mother's who asked...he's 16. Turning 17 this summer. He says he can wait for the right girl but he does add that cooking and laundry are two skills he highly prizes. Start training them now! And to J, who left the comment about a previous betrothal to her daughter, there's no contract signed. I have to keep his options open. Oh and one last thing~ mother's, you may want to remember that he plans to take over Slovakia so unless you plan on visiting them, you may not see a lot of your daughters. Please bear this in mind.

Sean and I have had a running joke about how he's trying to perfect the skill of invisibility. If you read the bloggess, you may know that she did a post on how invisibility was a lifelong skill. Therefore, Sean decided to go for it. Most nights, before he heads down to his cave we say goodnight and I always say~

Me: Goodnight sweetie. See you in the morning.

Sean: It's doubtful.

Me: Well, unless you perfect the invisibility thing.

Sean: I'm this close. *holds up thumb and forefinger a mere inch apart*

Me: Love you.

Sean: That's funny, I'm rather fond of me too.


So imagine my surprise when we had this convo the other night while watching T.V.~


Sean: How many volts in an outlet?

Me: You mean just a normal plug in?

Sean: Yes.

Me: 110. Why?

Sean: Well I need 40 more then.

Me: Um why do you need 150 volts?

Sean: I also need several rolls of aluminium foil and some wiring.

Me: *a little worried now* and um, why?

Sean: Well, you put blah blah blah at the four corners, then stretch the aluminium foil out and blah blah blah and then it levitates. (He didn't really say "blah blah blah" I just didn't understand so I kind of tuned out)

Me: How do you know?

Sean: I saw it on the science channel. No one's really sure why it works, but it does. So I have this idea. If I do it on a larger scale with a blah blah blah and a row boat and then I take blah blah blah intake pipes and a large fan blah blah blah car blah blah blah. What do you think?

Me: *glazed over eyes* Yeah, I don't really get what you're saying but um, sure?

Sean: oh fine, ignore me now, but when I'm rolling in my speeder, you'll be sorry.

Me: Speeder?

Sean: Like in Star Wars.

Me: Oh. You mean that land cruiser thing that they drive around in?

Sean: Yes like that. Only it may look more like a rowboat hover craft.

Me: Um. Yeah. Well I definitely want a ride.

Sean: We'll see. I don't know that you're being very supportive.

Me: Do you know if you pull this off, you'd have tons of people wanting to give you scholarships and stuff.

Sean: Yes, like MIT.

Me: And then you could get this awesome job and be famous and totally support me in my old age.

Sean: Why would I do that?

Me: duh. Because I support you. And I never tell you not to try any of your ideas. Like that time you electrocuted the pickle and the house smelled like burnt pickle for days. Or the time you made the static machine and kept shocking the cats and Lu with it? I'm totally supportive. Even when I have no idea how stuff works.

Sean: Maybe.

Me: So invisibility is on hold while you transfer your skills to levitation?

Sean: Yes.

Me: Good to know.


Think of the money we'll save on buying tires. And gas.


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The one where Sean becomes a dictator...

I know I kept you waiting for two whole days...but I'm back to finish the convo. You know Mondays are like crazy making right?? Wait. What day around here isn't? Well, I guess to be honest, that pretty much every day that ends in "y" is crazy making around here. But today, I eked out some time to blog. So where were we? Oh yes, in the car on the way to town, and Sean was just about to take over Slovakia...

Sean: I'm going to take over Slovakia.

Me: Why there?

Sean: It's small, no one knows much about it. If I need more room, I'll annex the Czech Republic. I mean, they used to be one country anyway.

Me: And you're going to build arms factories to support your country?

Sean: Yes, we'll be the biggest manufacturer in the world. And there are no child labor laws in my country so everybody works! Thus eliminating the need for costly daycare.

Me: Um. What about school?

Sean: Bah! They don't need school. They get hands on training for their careers. I'm letting them skip a few steps.

Me: Wow. You are one benevolent dictator *dripping sarcasm*

Sean: Yeah. I'm a helluva guy. I think we'll sell guns to Somalia.

Me: Somalia? WTH? Dude. That's not cool.

Sean: This is not a popularity contest. It's about being rich, powerful and oppressing a country full of people. I might even expand operations and build a nuclear weapons plant. Then threaten to sell to supremely unstable countries so that the US has to buy at inflated prices just to stop me.

Me: Uhhh. Uhhh. *thinks "where did I go wrong?"*

Sean: I'll sell to places like the "stans".

Me: The "stans"?

Sean: Yeah, there's like 5 of them. Pakistan, Afghanistan...

Me: Uzbekistan.

Sean: Kazakhstan and Turkmenistan.

Me: Do you even know where those are??

Sean: Duh. They're in the middle east. Near Saudi Arabia. Which brings us to Yemen.

Me: Yemen?

Sean: Did you know that like 80% of the population of Yemen is under 15?

Me: For real?? How do you know this?

Sean: Colbert did a thing on it. Apparently there are rumors that the Taliban is doing some recruiting/training there. So we were debating invading.

Me: Well, it would be easy. I mean if they're all fifteen, we could just drop in some skateboards, Jonas Brother & Miley Cyrus Cds and Skittles and they would all be distracted. Heck, we could take that place with no bloodshed!

Sean: Definitely doable.

Me: But you can't sell arms there because they aren't old enough to buy them.

Sean: I do what I want. I'm the dictator.

Me: Hmmm. Okay.

Sean: You're just mad because my life plan is better than yours.

Me: No. I'm slightly concerned that I raised an evil genius who wants to be a ruthless dictator of small countries and possibly bring about the end of the world. I mean, how's that going to look at the reunion? So what do your kids do? Well my daughters got a thriving NeuroMuscular Massage business, my foster son is still going to school for his engineering degree and my youngest just took over Slovakia. You might want to put up a bomb shelter in your back yard. I'm sure there's some of those blueprints from the fifties around here somewhere.

Sean: Maybe you could open an online business selling bomb shelter plans...

Me: Oh! That has possibilities....

And that's how little boys grow up to be dictators...
I'm really hoping he uses his genius for good, but it's not looking good from here. If only evil wasn't so profitable.

Hoping her son doesn't cause the end of the world,
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