Do any of you have one of those pesky mother in-laws? How do you get rid of them without getting rid of your husband? Well I'm glad that I don't have to worry about that. Although she is very interested in what we are doing, she is not pesky and I told her I was going to tease her on my blog. She called yesterday wondering if everything was ok because I haven't posted in several days. Geesh, can a girl get a break every once in awhile? Just kidding, my life has been pretty boring but busy at the same time. I haven't had a lot of spare time to blog.
It has been one of those weeks that has gone by so fast but I really haven't accomplished anything.
We did go to a Cavs game on Monday night. I would have posted about it but we went last minute and I didn't take my camera, so I was waiting for Ky to load the pics from my phone onto the computer. Who knows when that's going to happen so I'll just go ahead and tell you all about it.
Warren (Ky's friend) called us Monday and asked if we wanted to go to the Cavs game because he had extra tickets (they were intended for his family but his little boy got sick and couldn't go-hope Collin is feeling better!). It was 3 free tickets-who could pass that up?
Kei was desperately trying to get on the mega tron the whole game. He made a poster that read: How's the weather down there? Fitting sign considering we were in the upper section. Towards the end of the game, he got the attention of the camera guy and got himself planted on the big screen! It was fun. He thoroughly enjoyed watching himself while we cheered him on! Keion also caught a mini-basketball they were throwing out to the most spirited fans. I guess it pays to act like a spaz sometimes, at least it did for Keion.
Kei is still playing basketball and has started soccer as well. He is sick of school (spring break cannot come soon enough). He hates music (they are learning songs on the recorder, do you all remember hot cross buns?). Math is complete torture, for him and Ky both. I can't believe the work Keion has to do in his math class. He's in advanced math but I swear that the work he does now, I did in Junior High. No joke. Ky suffers because he is the one that always has to help Kei with his math because I don't know how to do any of it. I can add, that's about it. Keion has also come up with some interesting topics of conversation at the dinner table the last couple days.
We were eating dinner and talking about getting passports for Kei and I. For whatever reason Ky was talking about marking your ethnicity and that Kei was African American. Kei said, "What, I'm ALL American. I wasn't born in Africa." Oh goodness, where have I gone wrong with this child. He does have a point. We don't say we are German American of Irish American because that is where our ancestors came from, so why do we say African American? Does anyone know?
He was also watching PBS and it mentioned the KKK. Oh my, this was going to be a pleasant conversation (can you sense my sarcasm?). Kei asked what that ment and we had a little talk about white supremacists and how wrong it was of them to do the things they did. These are topics that haven't been discussed in the elementary social studies classes. Are they ever mentioned in any school history classes? I can't remember.
We have been busy looking at houses online so that when we go to Michigan during Spring Break we can hopefully find a home we are interested in. It's an exciting time but stressful too. I'll be glad when it is all finalized and we can move into our very first home!
Ky has only 3 weeks left of rotations. He has "senioritis" big time. It is all he can do to get through these last two rotations. The funny thing is that he will be happy to sleep in for about a week and then he will be so bored he won't know what to do with himself. Oh, but I will have plenty of packing for him to do and I'm sure I can find things to keep him busy =) He still plays basketball and I'm going to force him to run with me, that should take up some of his time.
I'm busy doing this and that. Sounds real legit doesn't it! I really can't say what takes up all my time but it sure goes by quickly. I still volunteer at the school clinic, chauffeur Kei around, go running (slowly at this point!),read, watch- American Idol, NCAA basketball, Lost and the news. I've been shopping a lot lately but haven't purchased anything (I've got to change that!). Really I'm home doing an abundance of domestic duties!
I don't know why I feel like every post should have some pictures but I was trying to find a particular set of pics of Kei from when he was on the mega tron, TWICE, at a San Fransisco Fourty-Niners football game, to go with my absent photos for the cavs game, I didn't find them but look what I did find..
"Mom, did you love me? If so, why did you cut my hair like this?", or maybe I cut it myself.
Am I that old that there wasn't even color film yet? Oh that outfit, I really am German American!

Now this classy hair-doo. I must have been in a rush that morning and my mom forgot to comb out those ringlets. Nice blue bobber (that's what I call the hair tie) to match my professional outfit. I believe it was homemade to boot!

The classic "butt cut". Spread right down the middle and feathered on both sides. It looks like I missed curling a couple pieces, or a lot, and did I perfect it three days before pictures and then try to not sleep on it too much and just tease it up the day of. Nothing like some 3 day old bedhead. Oh ya, this shirt-homemade!

I think this is my 9th grade picture. You would think I would start wearing makeup by now. Heaven knows I needed it. Gotta love those skyscraper bangs and what is up with the crinkly pile of hair to one side? No wonder my head was slightly tilted to the side, it took a lot to hold all of that unequal weight. Again, did I not learn from my previous mistakes that I need to curl or crunch all of my hair and not just part of it. The back looks completely straight while the side looks like a frizzy mess. Perms should be outlawed (especially home perms like this one) unless you are an old lady, and I mean reallllly old.