I haven’t really been thinking a lot about blogging the last couple of weeks, as you can plainly see by my lack of posts. Yes, I admit it- I am a slacker.
Not that I’ve really been just sitting around slacking… well, a little bit maybe. But I’ve had other stuff going on. I was sick for almost two weeks, my husband had his whirl-wind 24 hour visit, we’ve been school shopping, trying to unpack.. and just deal with the maniac 2-year-old.
Today, I realized that I needed to bloggity-blog-blog. I have about a hundred ideas of things that I want to write about. So many in fact that I actually made a list of topics so I wouldn’t forget.
But where to start is the question…
I should be headed to the airport to go to Alaska for my fabulous 5 day vacation with my husband right now. Sigh. The universe seems to have had other plans for me this weekend. I guess it all works out okay since my mom ended up not being able to come this weekend to watch the kids after all. It still makes me sad that I’m not going. And hubby can’t come home until (maybe) next weekend- that is if they even let him since he is coming home for good the week after that. I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
So the whirl-wind 24 hour visit- Yea, that was great. Dont get me wrong- I LOOOOOOVED seeing him. But his flight was 3 hours late… cutting down is 27 hour trip to 24. He was supposed to get in at 9am, and didn’t actually get in until noon. After we picked him up we just hung out at home. Everyone took a nap… I made a nice dinner for him (after 2 trips to the store to get 2 things I forgot to buy) of pulled pork sliders, home-made onion rings and fresh corn on the cob. He was very surprised by the meal. K planned the menu. They love the pulled pork- it’s quite delicious! You just cook the pork roast in root beer basically until it falls apart.
Here’s the recipe: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Slow-Cooker-Pulled-Pork/Detail.aspx
The recipe calls for 12 oz of root beer, but I usually dump the whole 2 liter in there. And just cook the crap out of it. In the slow cooker 6-8 hours or on the stove about 3-4. The actual “pulling” of the pork seriously grosses me out, so I wait until it pretty much does it on its own. And i use the sweeter honey bbq sauce and it is delish!
Anyway- back from my pork tangent – we had a nice dinner and nice family time together. And then SUnday morning, we got up early… and headed to the OC. We had to run an errand for my brother-in-law(We’ll call him BIL for short)… we had to go to his apartment and get his birth certificate so he could apply to get his passport. Which is a WHOLE other saga that I will explain later. So we first went to the airport so he could check in and get his exit row seat (I don’t know if I mentioned but my hubby is REALLY tall- 6′ 7”). He’s really uncomfortable in most planes, but the exit row seats are a little roomier. And you can’t just request one when you make the reservation or when you check-in online, so he has to wait until he gets to the airport to do it. And the earlier the better!
So we did that and then went to Brother in law’s apartment. And since he lives literally 50 ft from the beach, we used our extra 45 minutes to go to the beach. The girls had fun. It was overcast and a little chilly… but they loved it. KT walked around picking up sea shells and putting them in her bucket. It was nice. I pretty much just followed her around the whole time making sure she dint touch anything gross or step on any glass. I must say it was nice to have somewhere to clean up and pee. Normally the beach is not my fave place to go with the children. My dream is to just go to the beach and sit and read a book- ALONE. Ahhh…. that would be so nice.
Then it was time for hubby to get to the airport. And then one of this flights got cancelled and it took him way longer to get back than planned. But he wasnt the only one. BIL got stuck in Salt Lake City for the night… and then slept in and missed his flight Monday morning, and missed his job. So now they have made it a “Company Policy” that they HAVE to come home on early flights on Sundays so ensure everyone gets back in time to work. Which I totally get- but totally sucks- which is why he can’t come home this weekend.
Oh well…. this is getting really really long… And I could probably go on and on and on… Until next time..