Reader's Digest Condensed Version Of The Trip! (Sorry It Took So Long!)

There's no excuse for this having taken so long (actually, plenty of excuses, but I'll spare you). And the only way this'll ever get posted is if I give you the Reader's Digest Condensed version of our trip to Savannah. So here it is:

Liz and Timpani came to my house to get me (yay!) and they spent the night:



Then we left the next morning:



Then we broke down a block away from my house. :(

Then we left for real! :



We drove through Atlanta:



We slept:




Except for Timpani, who drove:



We got to Savannah!




We made it to our room!






We had dinner:



We tried on clothes at the mall:

This dress was $120.



We found this button in the hallway of the hotel, but were too scared to try it out:



We went to bed.

We went to the beach:






Liz found a crab:



Timpani got "rescued" by some good-lookin' lifeguards (but we forgot to take pictures?!)

We made a sand castle.

They buried me, but I refuse to post pics of it.

We found lots of seashells!



We got sunburned.

We left the beach, and saw a police escort. It was a movie crew filming the next Hannah Montana movie! (Wish I had a pic of that too, but it went by so fast, we didn't know what we were looking at.)

We came back to the room and got all dressed up to go out on the town:




We went out on the town, where Liz got hit on all night by: Diego (our waiters' buddy) and two guys off the street, and a couple of girls told us we were looking sexy that night.

We went to bed.

We got up, and bought food at the Piggly Wiggly to take to the beach:



We went into some little gift shops and then back to the beach:



We had to come home.

I saw a digital billboard in Atlanta displaying the Blue Screen of Death! Too bad I didn't get a picture of it.

We made it home (tanned and rested?):



They went to church with me. :)

They left me. :(

They got a flat tire on the way home when they hit a metal hubcap. Some nice man changed the tire for them.

They got home safely.

Overall, we had a blast, and can't wait to do it again next year!

Launa's Dream

Launa told me that she had a dream that Daniel was "kidnaptured" by pirates. He didn't have ninja skills, so they tied him up, surrounded him by fire, and his dog came and rescued him. Then the dog took a cannon and fired a connonball into the pirate's mouth.

Awesome Weekend!

Don't have the "umph!" to give all the details, but check out this shell I found buried in the sand at the beach! Yay me!

The Agony Of Being Gorgeous

We were walking around a store over the weekend, and I had Launa with me. There was a little boy who must have been about 2 years old, that saw Launa and held his arms out to give her a hug. Well Launa walked away from him and he followed her around and around and around trying to hug her. Finally I made her hug this strange boy because he was so darn cute, and I felt a little bad about Launa rejecting him like that. She didn't want to hug him tho. I probably shouldn't make her hug strange boys, I'm only asking for problems down the road, but I didn't know what else to do! We'll have to come up with a game plan, because especially with Launa, we are getting increased invitations by people who think she is adorable. There's already a boy at church (who's several years older than her) that thinks she is the most adorable little girl he has ever seen, so I'm keeping an eye on him. But I guess that's the price of tremendous beauty. I'll just have to be especially diligent. All you other parents of incredibly gorgeous girls (I think that's everyone that reads this blog), have any of you had experiences like this, and what do you do?

Best Article I've Ever Read

Okay, you guys probably saw it too on your news feeds today, but it cracked me up, so I had to do a post about it. If you click on this link, it will take you to a story about a 13-year-old that was given a Walk-Man cassette tape player by his dad who told him that it was their equivalent of an iPod when he was a teenager and then asked him what he thought of it. I think it's a cool experiment, and the results will have you rolling!

Celebrity Death Week!

Hello, all you crazy people out there in the blogosphere, and welcome to Celebrity Death Week! The seven day period of June 22 through June 28, 2009 will always be known in my mind as the week all the celebrities in the world held their breath and hid trembling in their closets while Death stalked silently outside their doors. The week started off innocently enough with zero deaths on the tally for the first couple of days. Which was a pretty good run. However, Ed McMahon got the ball rolling when he died June 24, 2009 at the ripe old age of 86. While the death of such an icon as Ed McMahon has saddened millions of Americans, the truth is that no one was actually very surprised when the Grim Reaper beat him in a game of tag. The death of everyone's favorite Angel was also not a terrible surprise on June 25, 2009, as Farrah Fawcett had been battling with colon cancer for quite come time. And while we will all miss her many appearances in Playboy and on posters everywhere, those long sexy legs of hers just could not outrun He Who Rides The Pale Horse. Sadly, her death, which was deserving of so much more attention, was overshadowed like Mother Theresa's by Princess Di, by (of all people) Michael Jackson! The gem of the week my friends! Who would have thought that a relatively young healthy man, who got plenty of exercise, spent lots of time with children, owned a pet chimpanzee and was staging a comeback would be struck down by El Muerte at the young, young age of 50? It is hard to believe my friends, but the King of Pop will no longer brighten our lives with new music to dance, dance, dance to. But we can all remember him through such incredible hits as: ABC, Beat It, Bad, Thriller, Black Or White, We Are The World (Ok, that's not just him on the song, but would we really be interested in hearing it if he hadn't contributed to it? I don't think so.) and so many more. At least with Lisa Marie running his estate, he will be out of debt in no time and able to care for his children's future. Well, Death must be a Jew (or a 7th Day Adventist, or JW, I'm not picky), because he took the day off on Saturday June 26, 2009 presumably for rest and reflection on a hard week's work. However, by Sunday June 28, 2009, Thanatos, rested and tanned from his day off claimed his final victim of this celebrity tally: Billy Mays! The pitchman for Oxyclean, Mighty Putty, Kaboom and so many other household items mysteriously died Sunday morning after a rough plane landing on Saturday sent him to bed not feeling very well. If there's one thing we can learn from celebrity deaths this year kids, it's to not try to walk off head injuries! (Right, Natasha Richardson?) Hard head or not, let's not mess with head bumps, people, because The Ferryman is waiting for you, and he can't wait to get his hands on you! That's it for this seven day period, but a thought strikes, and that is, that maybe Celebrity Death Week is not over. It is very possible, that we are only on day five, and that those first two quiet days were the two days before the commencement of Celebrity Death Week. If I were one of the elite few loved and revered by many, I would not be leaving my closet anytime soon. My name is Mary, and that is all for this episode of Celebrity Death Week!

PS: In an ironic twist of fate, this is the post that knocked Gramma's obit off my page.

Vacation Bible School

Last weekend a church down the (Monster) hill from me brought around invitations to their VBS. It was only from Wed - Fri. I decided the kids should go. So we took them down there. It turned out to be a black church, which I don't mind, but my kids were the only white kids there so I worried all night that they (Launa especially) would say something along the lines of, "Everyone here is black." Because she, especially, is still very curious about different people, and also I forgot to threaten them before we dropped them off. So when I arrived, they were just sitting don to dinner (Dinner?! If I'd known they were going to feed them, I wouldn't have!). I asked the people on charge if they behaved themselves, and they said they were really good. I told them that I forgot to threaten the kids before I dropped them off, and they all laughed, so I think that was a good sign. They asked if the kids were coming back, and I was afraid to commit in case the kids didn't want to. When we got home I asked them how they liked it, and they said they had a really good time and would like to go back. So I guess I'll take them back. They learned about Gideon and the torch and the horn. Can't argue with that.