All is good (kinda)

Yesterday, Hubby knew I was upset about the work situation, so he told a little white lie and left work at noon. I was so so happy about this. He came home and we went to Longview (hour away) to go shopping and out to eat.

First, the mall. Needed a birthday gift for my Mom. Her birthday is on Thanksgiving. I found some really good stuff but can't tell you what it is because she reads this. I'll tell ya after Thursday. One has a really funny story. Wasn't planning on it but also found Xmas gifts for my BIL. Kids got hungry so we bought everyone a little snack.


We visit a few other stores that are not in the mall and by this time the kids are tired and hungry again. We decide that they are too tired to act like normal people and go threw Taco Bell drive threw. This always happens. We always plan on going to our favorite Mexican restaurant and end up doing drive threw. Oh well.


We had a good time together. It's funny to me though how Hubby deals with the kids in stores. He is not use to it so it kinda freaks him out. Let me just say, they were actually really good for this trip. Smiley kept changing his mind on who he wanted and Toot kept wanting and touching things (what 4 year old doesn't). There was no running around and yelling but Hubby got all flustered and kept telling me to hurry up. This really got on my nerves. Don't rush me when I am looking for the perfect birthday gift and showing what I would really like for Xmas. Every time he gets like this I always say "Welcome to my world." He doesn't like that. Once again, oh well.


We came home and all crashed. Oh ya, Halloween costumes were 75% off so Hubby bought me a Tinkerbell costume to play dress up with Toot. I think it was for me to play dress up with him because it's actually called Sexie Pixie. He thinks he's sneaky but I know what he's doing.


It wasn't real eventful but at least we got to be together. He is now at work again and wishing he was at home. Back to reality.


Also, I kinda think (actually know but am in denial) that Smiley got what Toot had. I am praying really hard that it's not because that was horrible and I don't know for sure that I can go through all that again and stay as sane as I am right now. Plus, I really want Little Man to come back home. I miss him so much. We keep him away from sickness as much as possible (especially stomach virus) because of his diabetes. It really screws his blood sugar up. He hasn't been home in over a week. I got to see him yesterday but not for very long. It's been a long 2 weeks.


Also, Gwen over at Confessions of a Control Freak tagged me again with the same one she did the other day. I'm not going to answer them all over again but do want to clarify something. My childhood was full of laughter. I do have a bunch of funny things that has happened. I have been dealing with sick kids for 2 weeks now and couldn't think real good at the time last time. Usually the funny moments were when I embarrassed myself. One time my we were driving down the road and my Dad called someone a prick. So I start this. "Prick, Prick, Prick. What's a prick?"
They still laugh about that one. And then there was the whole sodomy conversation at the soccer game (can read in this post). Funny thing, I still don't keep my mouth shut. I still ask questions no matter where we are or what the question is. Some people never learn.


So I now tag anyone that reads this and made it to the bottom of this post. You deserve it. You can find all the questions at Gwen's.