Old-Pain-Fiesta

"I didn't realize how many old people are on here" Max said as he was surfing myspace.
"Really?"
"yeah I ran a search from 31-65 and there are tons of people"

Um, who's gonna be the one to inform him he's only 3 years away from that? Not me! When I was 12 I thought 18 was old.... when I was 18 I thought 24 was old...now, anything above 90 is old. That means my Nana is...not old yet. Funny enough Kalee was talking about "Old Papa" again today...and he was 'old'...but not really, he was only in his 70's. Confused yet? Good cuz I dono what I just said.

On another subject...my butt hurts! Max worked me out yesterday. Getcha mind outta the gutter (Mom). I wanted to hit the gym but didn't have time to. I asked the CFL (Command Fitness Leader) to give me exercises to make me look like a fit Mama. HE DID! Let me tell ya. I did 20 4count jumping jacks and went down to do cherry pickers and almost fell over. Now realizing I'm rather flexible....I could hardly touch my toes after an hour of his guidance...not normal! Good thing there were no MA's (police) in my room this morning. I would have been arrested for walking under the influence...of tight hamstrings and a pain in the butt!

Tomorrow is Kalee and Bear's Dora and Diego Birthday Fiesta. Our last celebration here since we only have 29 days left. Huh? Me counting? Well yeah! I can't wait to walk into a Wal-Mart! Or go out to eat and order in English because 'ketchup-pu' doesn't set well coming out of my mouth. I still laugh typing it. So I'm squared away today. I'm sitting here blogging instead of cooking my meat sauce for the Fiesta Stack ups we are serving tomorrow. I can't mess this one up...it's in the crock pot. I found a way to out smart my charcoal touch to food. I have to cut leaves (lettuce) and Bob's (Tomato's -from VeggieTales) and cry over some purple and green onions. See why I'm procrastinating....Good thing a friend is doing their cakes. I can't wait to see how they turn out.

And on that note I just herd "Moooommm, brothers peeing" and I said "Good, in the toilet?" she said "No on the sink!".....huh? I ran in there and he was more concerned with bathing his stuffed Elmo and Nemo then turning around and peeing in the toilet. Great! I have water and pee to clean up...and have to prepare to entertain a room full of toddlers tomorrow.

...and how come my husband is downloading "How to convert your car to tap water"? I can see it now..."Hey Bear, take this watering can and fill up the car." Ut-oh...I think my tree hugging way of thinking is rubbing off on him. He wants to build a go-cart and test the theory.