springdellgirl

October Sucked...BIG!!

Well I can no longer take looking at the picture of my mom, me and Stacey in our Mad Hatter costumes. 5 weeks is long enough. So why the long absence you might ask? Don't ask. You will hear more than you ever wanted to along with copious amounts of swearing. If you are perusing the photos on this post you might surmise that we had somewhat of a good time this month not counting Reilly's hospitalization. You would be...oh so wrong. The entire month sucked...with one brief respite from the suckage...which is when the majority of these photos were taken. The fact that I did not keel over from the stress...have a stroke or a heart attack... is a frigging miracle. But I did lose 10 lbs and not even that was worth the sucking suckage that was October!!

October began so innocently with our Mad Hatter Sale. On the day of set-up for this sale all kinds of horrors were in the making. First, our house has been up for sale since the end of August. What? I had no idea you might be saying. Yes, there was a reason. No need to mention it until there was something to mention. Well...on the day of our set up for Mad Hatter our house sold...and Reilly came home from school crying and limping with a red, swollen, hot to the touch ankle.

Reilly's ankle issues ended up in one urgent care visit, one ER visit, two doctor office visits and a weeks stay in the hospital with exploratory surgery do to complications to her stomach caused by the medication given to her for the frigging ankle. Good times.

The lovely sale of our home gave us the funds to purchase a much larger and highly desirable home as well. Or so we thought. We packed up our house, signed our closing papers, bid our ward adios, changed our address and all utilities, scheduled our family to help us move...only to have the buyer of our home back out at the last minute. As in he didn't show up to close. As in...last minute change of mind. As in...no one buying our house equals us not buying our new house. As in...we aren't going anywhere. As in...hysterical kids. As in...I get to fully unpack all our crap. As in...so ticked off we need a few months to recover. As in...our house is back off the market until we can gear up for this process all over again. Which by the way may be never. It was horrible...open houses, showings every day, dealing with realtors, mortgage people, title people, banks, complications, delays, repairs, inspections, blah blah blah) So yeah...we may live here forever!!

Add to that our suburban was in the repair shop 4 times for an expensive problem that couldn't seem to be repaired. Our kids had so many activities that we truly couldn't attend or give our full attention to. Tyler had tons of work that he couldn't miss. Reilly has been working all month to try to catch up on her school work because you just can't miss a week of high school and recover easily. Not to mention about 500 other crappy things that came up...such as everyone getting sick. So if you saw us this past month and we looked either totally scared, totally stressed, or totally pissed now you know why.

There was no need for Halloween costumes for me and Ty this year. We wore them all month "Crone and Curmudgeon". We are still wearing them.

Also...Reilly sang beautifully in a choir concert and Kameron earned his Arrow of Light and finished his season of Cross Country (he ran with his school's program and with a city team). Ailey started piano. Don't ask to see any documentation...just take our word for it.

So...now for the respite from the suckage. My little sister Jordin and her family came to town.

Jordin, RJ, Granny, Jaylah and Ramon

Guess what we did? We shut the damn door on our house full...and I mean full of boxes...why do I have to be so organized?...locked it up and headed out of town to spend time at my mom's and the lake and hang out with family. It was so needed.

We laughed. We cried. We ate. We partied Halloween Style. We put on Prom dresses. We mocked and pummeled one another. I am sporting a large and I do mean large bruise on my knee from when I was about to reveal where Jordin liked to eat pot pie (not your usual pot pie eating location) and she flew and I mean flew across the room...tackled me to the floor...and tried to pin me. Silly girl. She was no match for my needle like elbows though. Yes, people these lovely ladies in the photo above are nasty, scrappy, down and dirty fighters. Don't piss us off.

Especially her. :)

Or her. And by her...I mean Reilly. Doesn't she looked thrilled. Teenagers.

I pretty much tried to do this as much as possible. Look how much RJ loves his Aunt Kristin!! When I could get him away from...

her...and...

her...and most especially...

her!!

And when you can't hold that sweet baby and you are recovering from a hideous month you put on these...

and party like it's 1989 or 90 or whatever the case may be.

And you force them to pose like this...

and this...

and then you tag them on facebook because they have been doing this...

Then you get the kids all dressed up and hopped up on sugar and try your hardest to get a decent picture.

And then your heart will melt when you see them all like this.

So Halloween week and Jordin and Ramon's visit came and went. But it truly saved our sanity.

Here are the costumes for this year. We have:

Cleopatra

A Skeleton Ninja

A peacock

and Cinderella.

So long October...You Sucked ROYALLY.