Yesterday started out well, Nicole joined us on her birthday day, requesting that we have a special day, just for her birthday. So after I got the girls to camp, I came back and got ready for the day, then wrote in on the Mail Tribune article, and respondents. Then we had lunch, which took about an 1 hour and a half, due to the fact that everyone seemed a little hungrier then usual (lots of mac-n-cheese). Then we drove downtown in the PPE, listening to disney tunes the whole way through. When we got there, I learned a little about the Portland parking situation, and walked with the three little ladies to Cool Moon (an icecream shop). Each of the girls had various flavors (2 scoops each) and I got to try a lemon ginger on a sugar cone, dee-lish. Then we crossed the street to Jameson Square, which was this giant fountain area, where there were literally over a hundred kids playing in shin-high water, screaming, laughing, crying etc... It was great. The fountain was surrounded by these little cliff slabs of rock, that spewed out water occasionally replenishing the pool all the kids were playing in. As soon as we got there the girls were stoked to be playing in the water... it was about 78/80 degrees with a good breeze, so it was perfect. As there were a lot of families there, there were also a lot of Baby Daddies... single men with one or two children... looking to score a new mommy. I noticed that within the 2 and a half hours that we there, I was brought into daily parental/casual conversation by two different Baby Daddies... both of them were quite attractive, and we're good with their kids... but um, hello... I know I look like a Mommy (obviously I fit the shoe, as everyone assumes the three girls- that look nothing alike- are mine), but it was flattering and quite fun. So as I chilled on the grass, James ended up joining us... he joined us out on the Island for Cherry picking and dinner. It was really great seeing him. He is really good with kids... can't wait to see him have some of his own some day :) He'll be a good pop. So then it was cherry-picking, trampolining, big-swing, cherry-picking, dinner, bike-ride then off to Troutdale for James. After he left, Jill and I played Life in which she kicked my heiney 2 million something thousand to my 1. But it was fun. I was a doctor with a 70,000 salary, married with fraternal twins and a little girl... had a country cottage, bought a sportscar, attended a hollywood red carpet, ran for mayor, painted a masterpiece, made a rock video etc... it was wonderful, ha :) Then to bed we went.
Today we got to sleep in until 8:30, whoot! Then we got up had cereal, and Molly drove Jill to camp. As they were leaving, I noticed that Cloudy (house cat of massacre) was walking up to the deck near me, with a huge something in his mouth. It was a friggin' baby bunny (but still big for a cat to be eating, about 7 inches long), he brought it under the deck as I was taking Jewel out to potty. I wasn't going to do anything, but my curiosity again got the best of me, so I took a quick peek under the deck. And again Cloudy was playing a little cat-n-mouse, biting it then letting it go the swatting and catching it again... pure torture.. when I looked Cloudy had flipped it then pounced down on it, and stood straight over it. I could tell that the thing was scared to death, but still able to run away (not for long if Cloudy had anything to do with it). So as Cloudy stood over him, awaiting the moment when it went to run, I decided that I had watched and felt way too long within the incident, and I wanted to save the little guy. So I went and grabbed the garden gloves, picked up a couple of clumps of dirt, and threw them towards Cloudy telling him to leave. Then I picked up the bunny and walked him down to the field. He had a big area in which his fur/skin was gone, but other then that he was just scared to death. As I worried about if he was a goner even if I'd let him go, the bunny sprung from my hands into the grass and bounce away... freedom and a feeling of heroism sparked the day. After the bunny rescue, I decided that a little bit more sleep was in order, so I went back for a 1 and a half early nap, then showered. By the time I was done showering, Ellie and Dan returned from Western Oregon (Ellie's basketball camp), and I started on a couple of around the house things, when all of the sudden Ellie came out of her room, grossed out and telling me to go look in her toilet. What now? So I went in to Ellie's private little bathroom, to find a small baby mouse floating in the bowl. She was freaked out, and I told her, it might be time to clean the room, ha! So as she squirmed and squealed about the mouse, I grabbed a freezer-sized ziplock and grabbed the little mouse then folded the bag over it, then out to the garbage he went, shame too, he was cute... Miranda Poppins to the rescue again... ha ha ha.... but it felt good. After the mouse fiasco I picked up Jillian, we had a little lunch, found that the frog they caught yesterday had escaped (so we went out to find another and wound up only with a bumble bee) then decided that cupcakes were on the agenda for the rest of the day. So we spent two and a half hours making regular sized vanilla-bean flavored cupcakes with homemade chocolate frosting (Jillan decorated, meaning a crap-ton of sprinkles and colors, wonderfulness :) and I made mini-strawberry/vanilla cupcakes, with little strawberry designed tops with vanilla frosting... they were adorable. After cupcakes, Jillian rested by watching Arthur and having Hot cocoa... while I read that Michael Jackson and Farerra Faucet passed away, geez I really didn't realize how old MJ was (50)... but the looks can be deceiving. I thought that I'd be a little bit more unsettled when he passed considering he was such a big deal... but it really didn't disrupt the day. Then the rest of the family returned home, Jillian and I played for a little, we had dinner (and a discussion during dinner, that I really could've done without... well not the content, but sometimes it is hard to get a word in edge-wise, and actually feel listened to... so it was a little frustrating), but after dinner, Jill, Molly, Dan and I played Whoonu, I lost everytime (game about how well you know the other playing, so blacksheep status for me, but it was fun anyways), then I settled down with a nice cup of tea, almonds/honey (thanks for the idea honeypie :) and am now watching The Wizard of Oz as I'm writing this. And as I thought I would be in the doghouse (or should I say cathouse), with Cloudy (house cat of massacre), he came up and laid on me, while I pet his head, so we're still on good terms, even as I gut-blocked him, ha! Onto Friday, here we come.
For the Day(s): Fountain, Baby Daddies, James (Cherry-love), Bunny and Mouse rescue, cute cupcakes and Cloudy still loves me.
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