Too Much To Blog, Too Little Time. . .

Well I have much to catch you all up on from the past few days. I have been gently reminded that I have been remiss in respects to my blogging duty but also in respects to my stalking duty, but do not fear I'm still here. Tired, worn-out, stressed to the limit, but here all the same. It began as a hectic week and since I was anxious about my upcoming meeting with Wes and Giles I really had nothing left inside to do anything like go out and get our desperately needed groceries. So Gil offered to take that duty upon himself and am I ever happy he did. Not only did he get everything we needed, but he also had to deal with our battery dieing while he was out, and believe me I was so thankful that wasn't me. He got home pretty late and tired and that just added to the stress we were both feeling.

Then on Tuesday Rose dropped by, unexpectedly by me, but I am told Gil knew she was coming. The children were absolutely thrilled to see her and spend some time with her. I too was grateful for what would be the only stress release this week of having her company. Unfortunately for her I had been up in the night with Christopher and so I had to crash in the middle of her visit, and could not make the most of her time here. I'm so sorry Rose.:(

Wednesday seems like a blur to me, Gil was out in the afternoon and in the morning I received a distressing phone call that put me in a real bad mood. When I say a real bad mood understand that I'm talking witch with a capital B!!!!!!!!! Poor Gil.

That brings us to Thursday, the day when I met Wesley. Wesley is definitely Wesley from Angel. Not even close to nerdy Wesley, in fact Wesley seems too nerdish a name so I'll call him Wes. Anyway we trained really hard and I think made real progress in this whole slayer thing. I'm really glad Giles is my primary watcher though because he is so much more understanding and empathetic than Wes, I would have a hard time believing that Wes really likes me and be totally insecure all the time.

So then Friday was Elizabeth's birthday! My baby is four! I can't believe it, I won't believe it, it is too scary. Too much change in such a short time frame. Elizabeth however deserves her very own post so I will blog about her day and all the changes that have encompased her later.

Saturday I rested up because Sunday was Jessica's ninth birthday. Did I mention in the above paragraph that they grow up and change too fast??? Well if I didn't they do. Way too fast, of course it is especially evident in Jessica because she is little Miss Independent and cannot (in her mind), grow up fast enough. As a result she is nine going on sixteen. Once again though I will give her her very own blog and her very own record cause she too is just as deserving so I will leave that for another day. One thing I will mention as advice to all you prospective parents, try to avoid having birthdays so close together. A month or two in between is preferrable for a variety of reasons. 1) Two parties that close together is impossible to manouver. 2) There is much comparison by way of who got what, and how much etc. No forgetting time in between. 3)It really wreaks havoc on the budget. 4) No one wants her little sister at her party stealing her sunshine, and not so Miss Independents don't have as many friends to fill it out with. I could probably go on and on so take my advice and don't do it. Probably avoiding Valentine's Day pitfalls would have helped in this area.

So now here we are Boo!!!!! Yes this brings us up to date on this Halloween. And so the festivities have now come to a close, the sugar-chocolate hyped up children are finally asleep, and Gil is trying to rest his tired feet. I gave in this year and let Jessica be a vampire, oh pardon me vampira (Dracula's wife according to her), for those of you who don't know I had a lot of issues with my perfect children dressing up as scary goulish things so I tried to make a rule of it. All it did (for prospective parents) was make her more fascinated with the whole thing so finally I caved and let her be a vampire in hopes that now the fascination with things of a dark nature will end. This coming from a die-hard Buffy fan. What's the phrase "do as I say not as I do."

Elizabeth being only four of course was into the fairy princess role. I curled her long blonde hair, put just a little make-up on her and she was GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!! I couldn't believe it, she has the longest lashes in the world, and I am afraid of when she does become a teenager because every boy within a ten block radius will be at our front door where, (for all you four and five year old boys out there) Gil will be waiting with a baseball bat and he's not afraid to use it so BEWARE!!!!!!!!!

Frances went in the standard plush store-bought costume that Elizabeth wore at this age, (when they won't sit still for make-up) as a Parrot. The funny thing is she walks like a parrot too. Gil said she made out like a bandit -- literally. They would put candy in her bag and she wouldn't understand that it was hers so she would cry and then they would give it to her in her hand. Then the house's where they let her pick the candy out by lowering the bin she snatched up one in each hand so she got twice as much as her sisters. Gil thinks it was cute, but I think she knew what she was doing all along.

Gil of course got the pleasure of walking with his girls, I got the pleasure of staying home with Christopher and handing out candy to non-existent trick or treaters. For some reason they never come to our house and I really wish they would because Gil and I do not need the extra candy. Believe me we really really don't. I did search the streets for a certain duck costume but I didn't see it. Did the duck happen to see a Vampira, Princess, and Parrot all at the same time???? If so your one up on me again.

So now I'm exhausted and heading to bed, you who have braved through this blog are now exhausted too and I hope you are reading this at a time when you too can head to bed, if not it really sucks for you! Leave a comment though and let me know if it was a treat to read, or a really cruel trick. Also for all my MSN friends, I no longer have that capability on my computer so you'll have to contact me the old-fashioned way of e-mail which after MSN feels suprisingly like snail mail. Good-night and Good-luck.

Pics are of course coming!