Birthday parties for the strong of heart

Well, we got back from Ft hood and have been settling back into a routine here at home. We're back on a budget and the envelope system, and thats working out famously. You all should be doing it because its amazing how much money it saves you. You'd be surprised at the amount of cashola you waste when its converted into plastic instead of paper.

And yes, this post is a futile attempt to avoid the piles of laundry I have to wash. My knee can't handle walking up and down those stairs too many times, especially with added weight.

The day after we got back we went to Marcus's 3rd b-day party. It was a split party, shared with a one year old little boy. There was, of course, drama. There always is when theres that many kids and that many adults in one place, especially when alcohol is added to the scenario. But Ireane handled herself splendidly, and I was very proud. So all is well that ends relatively well.

I've got pics, of the good stuff. I unfortunately was too busy spying to catch the drama on tape. It would have been exibit A, serving to fuel Ireane's rage and and ignite the near drama collision into a family pile-up.

And today I'm cleaning house and letting my thoughts obsess. Just another day.

Here are the pics of Austin and the party.

Marcus liked our gift the best.
Why does my husband looked stoned??






PS I know that Mia looks like she's about to fall to her death, but I assure you she was perfectly secure on my lap and sleeping like..... a baby.