Sleepy Saturday

It is one of those very dreary, dark, and rainy Saturday mornings. The kind of morning where you just want to stay in bed all day and watch movies while you eat cookie dough. The mood here at the Landcruiser House is complimentary to the weather. Our dear Red Sox blew their lead last night to the Yankees. It was such a great game right up until the end where our usually stoic and infallible pitchers, Okajima and Papelbon, allowed the Yankees to rally and pull of a crushing win against our Boys of Summer. If this is any indication of what the playoffs are going to be like, I may just quit watching now. And don't get me started of what the New England Patriots have been doing lately.

We finished off the first full week of school and it was a complete success. I think Madigan only lost 3 hair pretties and one headband and she only left her required hat on the bus once. She had her first playdate after school yesterday which was a real coup for me because I got to sit out by the pool until 2pm ALL BY MYSELF!!!! We also got to meet our new cousin, Marissa Bella who is already 9 weeks old (better late than never) although the PlayDough got more attention than the baby.

Our week was capped off by my stepson arriving home with a busload of 17 year olds to stay the night. I honestly don't ever remember having that much energy or being that skinny. I think I heard the last noises about 5am this morning, so I don't expect the basement door to open anytime before noon today. And let me tell you, times have changed in the 19 years since I was in high school. We have a coed sleepover crowd! They are all good kids, although Madigan did hand over a lighter that she found in the bathroom. I am sure that only belongs to the two exchange students that are here from Spain, right? I mean everyone knows that those Europeans smoke like chimneys. If I really investigated matters I would probably find Cheech and Chong somewhere down there. I love how my husband believes that these kids are so innocent and would not even know where to find weed. He was clearly the Nerd in his class!So, now I have to quietly entertain Madigan while a steady rain pours down and it is only 7:21am. Maybe someone in the basement could shove over and make some room for me on the sectional?