Everybody Loves a Monkey

This is going to be one of those, I'm sure.

The weekend was fantastic. Well, Saturday night and sunday were fantastic. Saturday during the day was H's birthday party, thrown by her mother of course. Here are some of the highlights:

• Big blow up jumpy thing
• Clown
• Slushy machine
• Ice cream truck stopped and gave all the kids ice cream (arranged by mommy dearest)
• Cup cakes
• Pinata
• Goodie Bags
• Face Painter
• Mini hot dogs and dino-nuggets served for food, IF the kids felt like eating

I'm pretty sure her mother went out and ordered up anything she could think of for this party. Then she said to me later in the day, "Thank god I only have to do this every other year."

Uh, newsflash honey, I'm done with the birthday parties. If H wants to take a handful of friends to Great America next year, no problem. If she wants to have 4 or 5 girls over for a sleepover, no problem. A party? Not going to happen honey. I've done my duty trying to give her a wonderful party and from the lack of appreciation... it won't be happening again. So no sweetie, if your little princess wants to have another party next year, it WILL be you throwing it, not us. Period.

We left the party and went out to the movies and dinner. Date night, if you will. It was fabulous. We saw that movie Knocked Up and it was hilarious! Then off to a late dinner at Big Bowl and home for the evening. I love date night. :)

Sunday H's mother dropped her off around 9 and we worked in the yard All.day.long. We ripped out flower beds and put down 360 sq feet of sod. Yes, I'm sore today. But my yard looks sooooo pretty! Got rid of all the nasty weed beds out there, which was all I really wanted to do. My sweet Babe did so much work, laid down the sod after I ripped out the weeds, he water sealed the deck too. Oh, finally, the yard is coming together! Then I made him some dinner and finished up the laundry... and CRASHED at 9pm. Sore and tired.. good times. GREAT weekend.

Get this, I'm half way there! Wednesday we find out how healthy this lil Monkey is and if it's a boy or girl! I can't wait! So the week should drag on because I'm in a hurry for Wed to come. Funny, no? No, not funny. I can't believe I'm 20 weeks along. Just 20 more to go, 140 days. Crazy! And I think I started to reallly "pop". Everyone that I saw this weekend was like, Whoa! Look at that belly! I'm like, well, being half way there will do that to you! And laying on the couch last night, Babe had his hand on my belly and the baby kicked him! It was soooo cool! He's like, Wow...baby's happy you gave him that ice cream hun! Yep, baby likes ice cream. Who could blame him?