Saturday I spent half the day packing up my gigantic family for a 3 hour outing.
While packing up to go to my cousins wedding shower BBQ, I had to argue with Jesse over why it is okay for Janee to wear a tank top and it is NOT OKAY for him to wear a wife beater.
Really?
So we headed off to the BBQ. upon arrival we realize my not often seen Uncle is there with his wife, who is a charactor.
I will spare all history and drama but lets just say she decided to go nuts for no reason loudly and call my mom an idiot...nothing says "Congrats on your upcoming nuptuals!!" like a fight and some name calling!
Seriously if J and I are left to represent and are considered the "sane" ones? What do we have left?
So we left the BBQ and finished it up and J & D's house for some good old Coors Lights and some shit talking as well as laughs.
Sunday, even though all 4 kids are sick, B still had time to bust out his new train tent! Thanks Grandma! I am not sure why I thought that this tent would solve the problem of us constantly having a tent built in our living room. Seriously, try to sit on our couch and wait for Janee to screech at you that it isn't fair your ruining their tent. Anywho, apparent the train tent is not enough...but it adds to this bullshit. You honestly cant get across our living room....
By the way: Notice the 3 year old playing cars in the background ignoring the tent completely while the 12 year old crawls around inside.....
But it was all okay when Mike told me he would take me on a shopping spree. Seriously, the economy must be turning around because our favorite outlet mall is open again and anyone who knows me knows I have a soft spot in my heart for this place....Including Mike. Come one! How jealous are you that He told me he would get me ANYTHING I wanted?
So off we all went to the precast concrete place down our "road" to go through the trash pile.
Before:
After:
Not to shabby! For a trash pile.
And bonus points for Jesse looking all kinds of embarassed while loading up the concrete trash into the truck for me while I am paying him with the poker money he lost. :)
And this one is special for you Grandma G!!!:
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