Joely Sue Burkhart

I hope That Man enjoyed his day, because I’m exhausted.  Yesterday, we drove over to the lake AGAIN to see his family AGAIN only this time both of his brothers and their families made it too.  The kids had a great time swimming, while I helped MIL in the kitchen.  I don’t think that was a very fair trade off. 

Today, my Dad and my Beloved Sis came over.  We stayed home from church and cleaned for company after sleeping in a little.  I had planned to do hamburgers for an early dinner, but at the last minute, That Man decided we should just eat out.  So we tried a new Mexican place we’ve been waiting to check out, and it was pretty good if not diet friendly.  The kids played in the sprinklers and wrestled Papa around, while I folded laundry.  Then I made a killer Monkey Bread, if I do say so myself.  The secret is to cut up those biscuits and soak each piece in lots of butter.  Time consuming, but well worth the effort.

To top the night off, we put the Hip Hop Ab tape in with PM to “assist” and laughed ourselves silly.  We did about 10 minutes without keeling over.  Then the two littlest monsters heard us laughing and snuck out of bed for their try.  We promised to do it again tomorrow night before they go to bed.  Should be hysterical as long as no one has a coronary.

Next weekend will be even busier, since That Man’s Dad is having surgery this week in St. Louis.  We plan to drive over Friday night and spend the weekend in a hotel, assuming he’s still in the hospital (surgery is scheduled for Tuesday morning).  I think I need a vacation to recover from vacation.