My house is currently in a major state of upheaval as I'm working on packing six people for a week long trip. There are half-packed suitcases everywhere--which I have to keep in my sights at all times so that one of my "helpers" doesn't add or delete any items. It doesn't help much that I'm crazy and I have to leave the house perfectly clean, so that when we return I'm not even more overwhelmed with a dirty house than I already will be with all the unpacking and stuff to put away.
So anyway, we're taking off tomorrow for a bit cooler temperatures. (ahhhh, I'm looking forward to those chilly mornings and evenings. I even got optimistic and packed a sweatshirt.)
But of course before we get to enjoy that, we have to endure the horror of a 3 hour flight with the hooligans. Luckily, between Jeremy's computer and a portable DVD player, we should theoretically be able to keep them happy. I say that because we had all those things and more on our flight to Florida a couple of months ago, but Aidan was SO tired and sick of being on the plane, that he went ballistic and screamed for about the last 18 minutes. So you just never know...Except that I do know that whatever twin I end up next to NEVER sleeps, and the one next to Jeremy ALWAYS falls asleep within 10 minutes. It happens every time. I've tried switching up the seating arrangements but it never fails--I think he must slip them a double dose of benadryl or put 'em in a sleeper hold or something. I wonder if how big of a tip I would have to slip the flight attendant to secretly assign me a seat all alone. I'd even sit right next to the stinky lavatory.
I'll try to keep current with my posting because if I don't, I may never get back to it. Jeremy will be bringing his laptop so I'll try to kick him off of it every now and then. Until then--I will leave you with a funny picture of what I got to stand behind in line at the store. Does it warm your Jackson-loving heart that even in the middle of Southern suburbia, peeps are still mourning the loss of MJ? I really need to get one of those shirts. I passed a store in the mall that had a whole display window with about 5 different designs and sizes. I thought it would be funny if we all showed up at Jeremy's family reunion wearing them. But maybe not--they already think I'm pretty weird as it is.