I’m in the ’summertime rut’! Have you ever experienced this? It’s where you have no reason to get up in the morning and so you sleep waaay too long, putter around the house, eventually do some chores, make dinner, clean up and do it all over again the next day. This has been my life the last week or so, but yesterday something changed. I woke up early, like 7 (gasp) and thought “hmm I need to go potty”, the next thing I know I was sitting on the floor next to our bed. (we have a high wooden bed) My back was hurting along with the back of my right arm and my head was throbbing. Tom was standing over me asking it I was okay. I sat there stunned for another few minuets (Tom had gone back to bed very quickly ) before getting up. I went into the bathroom and examined the scratch on the back of my arm, it didn’t look too bad. I went back to bed….for hours…to recover. Today my back has a gorgeous raspberry mark the size of a small tangerine and the back of my arm has a purple/red and blue bruise. My pride is bruised and I thank God no one saw me go down, not sure if I fainted or what, but I don’t want to repeat that one anytime soon.

Saturday we are hosting Olivia’s 14th birthday party!!! It’s a Luau themed party. Tom asked tonight why I can’t just throw a party without a theme, need I remind him this is the first themed party I’ve thrown in ages!!!! I hit up the local dollar store and purchased some awesome decor to make the pool deck look like a Hawaiian tropical getaway. I also purchases some hanging thingies that will bow in the wind and look cool, at least I hope they do. I got enough leis so each kid can have one. I’ve been trying to come up with some indoor games, in case it rains, like it does every day here! I’m doing chicken nuggets and homemade mac and cheese for dinner and hauling out the chocolate fountain for dessert. I think I’ll have Tom dust off the drink machine and whip up some nummy virgin drinks! (maybe mummy might add a little sumthin to hers) I really can’t believe Olivia is turning 14, I remember bringing her home from the hospital on July 4th 1996 and it seems like it was yesterday. Her and I sat in the rocking chair and enjoyed our mother/daughter bond. We still love laying in bed together and holding hands as we fall asleep. I hope she never grows out of that!