Is anyone else not getting any xanga subs in their email? I haven't had anything since the morning of the 15th. I can't post pics, and now I don't get my subs.  

Thanks for the birthday wishes for Scott!! He thought that was pretty cool people he doesn't know would do that.

 Happy  10th Birthday Scott!!

Now, if Xanga was doing what it should, this would be the place I inserted a picture of my birthday boy. We are going out to dinner tonight. Scott got to choose what he did for dinner, and he picked his favourite Chinese restaurant. He's having his party with friends on Saturday.  Ten years, it is so hard to believe that my #2 son is TEN!!

We are back from camping. I could have stayed another week, but Steve was bored to tears. He actually asked me "how many times can you go to the beach?" Well my thinking is, every day! Steve didn't even stay the whole time, just the weekends.

As for the menu, don't worry. Steve is the cook in this family.  On the nights he was there, he'd cook a big meal. Steak, baked potatos, garlic bread etc. My nights? We ate hot dogs, chicken or beans, lol. Hey, that is what Kevin said he wanted, and the little kids sure didn't care. As long as they got their marshmallows to roast.

Speaking of marshmallows, I have a couple funny Divy stories. The first night we are roasting marshmallows, Kevin right off catches his on fire. He yells CRAP, and pulls it out of the fire. From then on, Divy would tell us he wanted his crap too. "Mommy, make mine crap!" "No, not like that, I want mine crap!" No matter what we did, he wouldn't say he wanted his burnt.

The second funny Divy story. Kevin and Heather are going to fly back to Edmonton and take Divy with them. The reason for this is because we thought we wouldn't have enough seats in the van to fit everyone. That has changed, which is a whole other blog. So, seeing as how neither Kevin or Heather have dealt with poopy diapers, Heather decided that she'd change Div's Pullup the next time he was poopy. To practice up for when they have him for two days while we drive to Edmonton. So, he's done a nice mess, and Heather comes into the motorhome with me to watch and learn before actually tackling one herself. I tear open the Pullup and Heather cries "JESUS!!" before covering her face and starting to gag, ROFL!!!!!! I had a good laugh at that, end of story. Steve comes back up two days later. The next time Divy craps, I figure it is daddy's turn to change him. Off they go. Steve comes back out of the motorhome, and he tells me that when he opened up the Pullup, Divy asked him if he saw Jesus. I damn near died laughing! Now, whenever he poops, instead of saying, "I pooped." as was the usual,  he asks if we want to see Jesus. Like with the marshmallows, we can't get him to stop saying it. People are going to think we are very very strange.

The children were returned this afternoon. We will be heading to the lake tomorrow.  When I asked Kevin if he wanted to help me plan the menu, he told me all he needs for camping is cans of weiners & beans, and hot dogs. Now, if only Steve would feel the same, I'd really be getting a vacation, lol! Seeing as how we'll be gone for ten days, I'm thinking there ain't a hope in hell of that.  I am going for my yearly check in an hour and a half, then to get the groceries. I guess I'd best start working on what we need for food before then.

This was Annie and some friends at her Graduation ceremony.

Well wasn't that fucking short lived??? Back to this bullshit, the pictures won't submit.

I think I'm about to faint. After not being able to add pictures since early June, the Xanga gods have apparently decided I am once again picture worthy. I'll be back, with more later.

We had an awesome Canada Day! Kevin and Heather flew in, and are here for the month of July. God I miss that kid when he isn't at home. Thinking back to those tough years when he was a young teen, I can recall looking forward to the time when he was on his own. Now I wish he at least lived in the same province.  He had many interesting tales to tell of his time in Kananaskis. He was surprised at how fixated I was in the ziplock bag details.

The plan is we leave Friday for the lake, to stay until the 14th. I say it is the plan, not a done deal, because the two little ones we have are still with us. They were to have gone home two weeks ago. Court is tomorrow, and the last I heard from the social worker, they were returning then. I have learned not to count on anything until it actually happens. If they are still with us, we will not be able to go as they are visiting their family every day. Please keep your fingers crossed that things work out for the best, whichever that may be.

Kevin called, he is back on the base in Edmonton. Everything went well at Kananaskis. He said he saw the football, when I asked WTF that meant, he said to tell dad, he'll know.

I'm sure you all were as fascinated as I was about the shitting in bags deal. FYI Kevin said it really wasn't that bad, and they ended up not having to pack them around the whole week as "they" picked them up and took them away each day. Now I have to wonder, what is the job description of the "they" who got to go around and collect these ziplock bags full of shit. Think how that'll look on the ole resume.

Today the world's leading political figures from Canada, Germany, Japan, Italy, Russia, US, UK and France begin to arrive in Kananaskis Alberta for the G-8 summit. My son is among  security contingent of police and troops unofficially estimated at up to 7,000 strong. Kevin was very much looking forward to this assignment, and began it on Friday night. One interesting tidbit for you. Seeing as how this takes place in a National Park, and there are so many of them involved in security, the usual practice of digging a hole to shit in and covering it up when done is not permitted. Instead, they have the pleasure of shitting in ziplock bags, and carrying the payload in their backpacks until they are done on Friday! I wonder how many of them plugged themselves up with Imodium before heading out. I think I would have.  

Friday Five (.org)

1. Do you live in a house, an apartment or a condo? A house.