Sleepover night....

Tonight wee one is having two little girls over to spend the night. It was supposed to be three, but one is going to Georgia for the weekend. Wee one approached me with the idea under the guise of, "We have to finish our author's project and we need to do it together. Can they spend the night so that we can work on it?" Why of course you can my studious sweetheart. Of course, after I said yes the truth comes out...."Oh, we finished most of it. All we have to do is find some graphics on the computer." (read: let's spend 5 hours on ToonTown because I'm the one with the subscription). 

I questioned her as to why our house had been chosen....it seems I always end up with everyone over here. She told me, "Well, we voted and our house won because we have a pool, dad built an awesome tree house and they want to see it, and (the clincher) I have a real gum ball machine in my room." Ahhh yes, the hypnotic draw of the gum dispenser....gets them every time. This morning she had me draw them maps to our house and after school we are going straight to the store to get snacks for this evening. She said to me, "What if they haven't had dinner? Shouldn't you make something?" Exactly why I said they can come over at 7....dinner will be over! LOL....I will, however, happily provide bagel bites, Rold Gold cheddar cheese pretzles (yes, the brand and flavor was specified), and various popcicles and ice cream.

Last night a friend of mine that I have known since sixth grade was in town on business and we met for dinner. It was so good to see him again. We spent countless hours together during our school years....and at my house. He loved my parents, and the feeling was mutual. My mom joined us for dinner and we had such fun reminiscing and laughing. He is still in shock that I have a 17 year old daughter. It's funny how I don't think anything about that....but I suppose if you are single and can do whatever, whenever....having a teenager would be a reality check. I haven't seen him since our high school reunion in 97, but he still looked the same. Same boyish smile, howdy doody freckles, along with a few new wrinkles and a bit of a receding hairline. We laughed over that (he pointed it out, not me!) and joked about how we were becoming our parents. It was a very nice evening.

Betsy worked last night which left JB and wee one home to fend for themselves. Never fear, however, as dh provided wee one with a healthy meal of A&W hamburgers, onion rings and root beer. What a guy! LOL....by 8:30 they were both complaining of heartburn and I had to medicate them with Zantac and Prilosec. See what happens when I'm not here to make a well-balanced dinner?

So today I will be cleaning and getting ready for this evening. I was just dusting in wee one's room, asking myself why I was even doing it....because a half hour after the girls get here it will look like a tornado has whipped through. That's okay though....the aftermath of those kid-tornadoes are proof that they are having fun....and that is what it's all about! 

Okay, I'm outta here for now....