Friday, June 5, 2009

Thursday=Super Fun Day

Yesterday was both a fun day and a productive one. I worked super hard in the morning at the office to get as much done as possible and then Sarah picked me up to get some lunch and do a bit of shopping. We had a really good time and we both found some great deals. I used some gift cards that had been haunting my tote and I'm especially excited about my new yellow heels, new santoku knife and a bridesmaid dress for Hilary's wedding! Then I zoomed home to get Felipe and we ran several errands. I did chores at home and then Sarah I went to a very enjoyable Cooking Divas. Finally we went to Ben & Steph's house to have a few drinks with Amy.

To top it all off my diploma came in the mail. What a good day!


Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Under Water and Still Breathing

Sometimes I get myself so busy I feel like I am drowning all of the time. Ok, ok I'm sure my family will correct me so I will say instead, MOST of the time I get myself so busy that I feel like I am drowning. But surprisingly enough the last few weeks haven't felt like that. I've been insanely busy with planning parties and work and getting our exchange student back home to Brazil and the garden and the animals and friends... but right now I feel calm. I feel relaxed and great. Even though I'm under water, I'm still breathing.

I think maybe I've grown gills. :)

Monday, June 1, 2009

Only Two Weekends Left...

Well, another fun and busy weekend down and only two more to go with Mr. Felipe. This Friday we had a very fun time wishing John, Katie and Daniel a bon voyage. It was definitely bittersweet. We will miss all the fun times we have with them as they head to Minn for John's residency. Sure will miss them...

Saturday was a lazy morning and then into EL for some bike shopping with Miss Samone. I'm excited for her to make a decision so that we can get training!! I also made a return. Yes, I said a return. I rarely actually ever return items to a store, but I did it. It wasn't really that hard at all. I just had to make the time to drive to said store and give the item back to them. Why then I ask myself, if it isn't that difficult to return things, WHY don't I ever do it? I have the best of intentions. I put the ill-fitting article of clothing in the bag with the receipt and then it takes up a spot in my room for months and I never return it. I end up sending it to goodwill, tags and all. What is the inhibiting factor to me in returning items? I'm not sure that I'll know. I can only hope that this is a turning point in my shopping career, from here on out I'll return at least some things... I hope.

Sunday was a big day, graduation day for Felipe. It's hard to believe we've been through a whole school year already. It's also hard to believe that Felipe will be going home in just two weeks! Louco! Graduation was nice, but long. Kirk's (HS principal) speech was very nice as always. He is a great speaker. The rest of the speeches were the bland graduation type you'd expect. Felipe looked snazzy in his blue cap and gown as he walked across to get his diploma. Unfortunately they slaughtered his name. Felipe Ferreira Lisboa Luz is apparently not too easy to say for the average American. Ah well, it was nice all the same.

Afterwards we went to Mom's where we had dinner. All the food was delicious and I ate way too much. CJ was our main source of entertainment. The best was when Mom gave him a full chocolate chip cookie. The happiness on his face was amazing. We all laughed and laughed as he trotted around happy as a lark eating his cookie. We also ended up watching a movie before dragging ourselves home. We watched Bedtime Stories with Adam Sandler. I loved it! I guess it just shows how much of a kid I am, but I enjoyed the whole movie. What fun.

A small report on the Duck Massacre 2009. We have two ducks that are going to live. The one that I mentioned before has been named Lucky Ducky. The second, who I wasn't sure about I think will live. I had to do a minor surgery on him/her last night. Walker has named him/her Mr. Quakers. Mr. Quackers kept opening his mouth and panting kind of. Last night I gave him a thorough looking over and discovered that his nostrils on his beak were plugged. One needle and some poking later... whola, he can breathe! I am a miracle worker, ha! Very happy that maybe in a week or so Mr Quackers will be doing well enough to join Lucky Ducky and the chickens.