At least there's WiFi

This weekend we're in Oklahoma City. My youngest brother-in-law made it to the state track meet in shot & discus, so we're here to cheer him on.

More accurately, the Doctor is here to cheer him on because I'm stuck at the hotel with the babes. We lasted about an hour & a half out at the track. The weather is miserable. So humid it's hard to breathe. I couldn't take it & the kids had no business being out in the heat any longer. Hopefully there were no pervs hangin' around...it was so bad I stripped Roo down & laid him under the umbrella for a while.

I'm sitting here listen to the two of them entertain each other over in the 2nd bed. I had to put pillow between the two of them because they wouldn't leave each other alone. Have you ever seen that video on YouTube where the older brother keeps saying "Ow, Charlie. You bit me!"? That's what it sounds like in here. "Ow, Roo! Ow!" followed by ridiculous giggles from both of them.

Who knows...I may (involuntarily) join them during naptime. Seriously, ya'll. Housekeeping is in the hall outside of our room cleaning the carpets with what smells like paint thinner. It's nasty. At least there is WiFi.

Doctor's parents wanted the kids to sleep in their room last night. Uh, do you really think I complained about that? Doctor & I went down to the bar-if you can even call it that. Apparently they are renovating the actual bar, so they have one of those little porta-bars (like what you see at special events) set up outside of the open dining room & they keep all the booze in one of the bedrooms. The "bartender" was a 20ish Owen Wilson wannabe. Since Doctor & I were the only ones in "the bar" we got to hear all about just how much he can actually drink & all of the stupid things he & his buddies do while they're drunk. Oh & how the hotel actually pays him $7 an hour!!! and it's a "totally cake job, yo." Riiiiight.

C'mon beastlets. I know you're tired. Fall asleep already.

I hate talking on the phone to Doctor. He just called & I'm trying to be quiet since the kids seem to be thisclose to finally passing out. He gets this stupid attitude & says crap like "well, I can't hear you so I'm just going to assume you said..." or "well, since you're not talking, I'm just going to hang up." "What's that? I think you said..." Asshat.

Hopefully the weather won't suck balls tomorrow & we can somewhat enjoy being outside all day. Especially since my mom is keeping the kids tonight & all day tomorrow. Hi Mom. Enjoy your time with the beastlets. You know, the ones who don't like to go to bed when I'm not around. And the ones who cry when they haven't seen me in the last 5 minutes. Oh, & the youngest beastlet? You do remember he's never spent the night away from me, where I'm not just in the next room? Oh, what's that? You're still up for the challenge? Just remember. I tried to warn you.

At some point tomorrow, I'm making Doctor take me to the mall so I can find a dress for his sister's wedding. #1: The mall in Wichita blows & I couldn't find anything. #2: I think I look about as good as a sack of potatoes in a dress, so I need someone elses opinion. #3: I won't have any kids to drag along. I think that says enough.

Aaaand, 45 minutes later they've finally stopped poking & kicking each other & finally passed out. But seriously. How could I get mad? It was too much fun to sit here & listen to them laugh.

Here's to a 3 hour nap since they didn't get a lot of sleep last night. Don't pretend to be jealous...how excited would you be, stuck in a dark hotel room, crappy TV that gets a whopping 12 channels, & you've already spent $20 on sucky room service food. Hey...at least there's WiFi.