Birthday Fun

For my birthday Chris took our family and Gramma to Ruby's on the Balboa Pier. What a perfect birthday present. They have changed the play equipment and now have this fab rope

climbing thing. They kids had a blast. I even taught them how to do the spider swing. It did make me sick because I can't go on swings, but they had a blast. Thank you sweetie for such a wonderful birthday and for not throwing me a giant party. I love you!

The.Best.Saturday.Ever.EVER!

Did the title of this post sink in yet? If not, let me restate that this particular Saturday (July 12, 2008) was the best Saturday of all time. Period. Brace yourself...

EVENT #1: Our daughter Allison was chosen to be on a TV show on Nick Jr. Today was the shoot. Costumes, hair, makeup, lights, cameras, dancing, waving, riding, voice-overs, etc. Allison was an angel. No, really, she was. It was a blast from start to finish. Quite obviously, we shot thousands of photos but were asked by the producers not to post them online until after the program had aired. I know what you're thinking, "So what, let's see those photos!" The answer is no. We will let you know when the show is going to air when we find out ourselves.

Caption: Allison's homecoming after the shoot. Sign by Emily.

EVENT #2: The World Outdoor Racquetball Championships (WOR) were taking place in Huntington Beach. Top WOR competitors also play indoor racquetball (what Chris is addicted to). Our family witnessed Chris' heroes (the masters) live in action. Legends of the game were there - Carson, Hogan, Gonzalez, etc. - battling it out for #1. So killer!

Caption: Thomas, Chris, and #1 Racquetball Player in the WORLD Rocky Carson!

EVENT #3: Huntington Beach. Sun, sand, very nice breeze, warm water, great pier. Perfect end to an incredible day. Hadn't been there in years. Loved it. Would consider marrying it.

I could go on and on about how fun AND funny the Aquabats TV pilot was that we watched when we got home, but that would be overkill. How could tomorrow ever follow today?

Happy July 4th

please, just leave

I like to think of myself as a pretty humane person. I love my dog. Not to the point of dressing him in clothes and taking him everywhere with me, but I do let him sleep in my bed. I have a soft spot for almost all of God's creatures. At least I used to. I am slowly becoming hardened.

It all started with the mice that decided to crawl into our garage and make it their own fabric and food laden palace. I emptied the garage, cleaned everything, put things in plastic containers, hoping to avoid having to use traps to get rid of the little guys. It didn't work. So I purchased the little sticky traps with anesthesia so it would lull the little guys to sleep so they wouldn't suffer. The dog got them stuck to him, the mice would walk off with them stuck to their backs. They would squeal when you went to toss it in the trash. It was to hard on me. They were tiny and kind of cute. Chris kept telling me not to feel bad. They invaded us. I sucked it up, got more traps. That worked for a while. No more mice sightings. Rex isn't running scared into the house. Well, I guess it worked to well. Now we have a stinky problem. It seems that the little guys must have had more little guys and now they died in my wall and my whole downstairs stinks. Its nasty. Instead of pictures, I have those little air fresheners stuck to my walls. Its suppose to get real warm this weekend.

Next pest to invade Casa de Kendig is the stupid little ants. I don't think that they would bother me so much if they were regular size, but they are so mini. I spray them with glass cleaner, I sprinkle baking soda over their tracks, nothing is working. They just march over their dead comrade's bodies and around the baking soda. Finally, today I gave up and bought bug spray. We will see what happens.

You leave me alone, I will leave you alone.