KISS - The Hottest Show on Earth

"They try to tell us we don't belong

That's allright, we're a million strong

You are my people, You are my crowd

This is our music, We like it LOUD!"

from Crazy, Crazy Nights by KISS

Last Saturday I went to see KISS' "Hottest Show on Earth" tour and I got to go with the coolest kid on Earth. Ryan donned his Gene Simmons face paint (which was KISSterical) and we rock and rolled all night with about 18,000 additional members of the KISS Army! I even sprung for the high dollar tickets and we were in the 20th row, which was great for the eyes but not so much for the ears. My ears rang for two days after the show. Must be getting old! As you can tell from the lyrics that I quoted above Ryan found the place he belongs and the people he belongs with. Not sure what this says about him, but I sure do love my little rocker boy!

The Amazing Race

Some of you might know that I love television, particularly reality shows. My all time favorite is "The Amazing Race". This is the one reality show that I would actually like to participate in. If you have never seen the show, just watch the clip below, it is awesome. It doesn't really give you the full idea of what the show is about or how great it can be, but it is good for a giggle. Scroll all the way to the end of the blog page to pause the music so you can hear. And if they are doing maintenace on the feed site the video may not appear, so try back another time.

Anyway, just watch:



"Right in the Kisser". It makes me laugh every time, which is sooo wrong, I know.

Road Trip 2010: NC to NYC to DC

Right before school started back for the year, we took a five day road trip to NYC/NJ and Washington, DC. A big thanks to Aunt Betty and Jim for putting us up (and putting up with us). Since we try and find something to teach the boys in all of our adventures these are the top 20 things we learned on our journey:

1. I would prefer for Scott to check the car the weekend prior to our road trips, not at 10:30 the evening before we leave. This would avoid stopping for an hour somewhere to change out the battery.

2. Tolls along the East Coast are no longer paid with coins. They are paid with dollars, and lots of them. I brought a bunch of change with me, apparently I thought we were driving to 1976.

3. One day Sam would like to count all of the tiles in the tunnel in Baltimore.

4. It is physically impossible for Sam to ride in a car without creating a ring of crap and garbage around him. It just seems to magically appear.

5. Ryan would like to live a few blocks from Times Square, but in our house and neighborhood. The idea of a McDonald's and Dunkin Donuts on every corner was very enticing to him.

6. Ryan found his heaven in the form of a room full of WWE stuff at the world's largest Toys-R-Us.

7. If the boys never hear a Bon Jovi reference from me again it will be too soon. I pointed out his hometown, a shore bar he played at, and of course The Meadowlands, which when they asked me who played there the answer was The Jets, The Giants, and Bon Jovi.

8. NJ tends to have a variety of smells.

9. Scott learned he will never again complain about traffic on I77 again.

10 The bleachers in Yankee Stadium are damn hot in August, but the lemonade is awesome.

11. A new chant for when Ryan plays catcher this season: Hip Hip Jorge!!

12. Although I am way familiar with the concept, the boys learned what a Guido and a Snookie are.

13. Those slingshot rides are awesome.

14. Ryan loves Zeppoles, and is insisting that I learn how to make them.

15. You can slap the name NY Style in front of a pizza in NC but it just isn't the same as the real thing.

16. Ryan loves Jewish bagels.

17. DC has a lot of homeless people

18. The Korean War Memorial is my favorite, and Ry loved Iwo Jima.

19. Sam is too lazy to climb the steps at the Lincoln Memorial.

20 According to Ryan the Air & Space Museum (the one out at Dulles) is the most boring place on Earth, but Scott and Sam could have stayed there all day.

And the last thing that we learned on our road trip was if you have been putting air in a tire once a week for six months, you might want to get a new tire before you drive 1800 miles. You'll only make it 1700!

Here are the highlights of our trip in photos. I would like to add one explanation of why I am standing in the middle of Times Square looking like I just went to the gym. My sister pointed this out and now I am self conscious about it. These were the comfortable clothes that I wore on the 10 hour trip up. I didn't know that we would be going into the city right away and I didn't plan to get out of the car. Soooo many people tell me I look like Miranda from Sex In the City, but clearly that was not the case here.

Gone Batty

For the past month I had been hearing little scurry/scratching noises coming from the attic. Scott assured me it was most likely a squirrel and threw a handful of rodent poison up into the corner where I had heard the noises. Didn't work - the noises continued and were moving down in to the wall just behind my bed. YIKES!! So I sent him up there for further investigation and he returned with the verdict that we had "a bat" and that I was to research how to get rid of it on the Internet. All of the internet sites I found were way more concerned about protecting the bat, and most suggested that you could not do anything to bats in the summer months because of the possibility of babies. Now I understand that bats provide a valuable service to our environment, but Dude, come on, when they decide to take up residence in your house they need to go. The first thing that all of the sites said to do was to go out at dusk and watch to see where the bat exited from. So that night I went outside and stood in my neighbors driveway and watched as two bats exited from the gable vents, all the while hiding behind Scott's back and screaming like a 12 year old at a Jonas Brothers concert. My sister had given us the name and number of a friend of hers who has a critter control business, so I had Scott call him the next morning. When I checked with Scott for an update that afternoon, hoping to find out that the "Bat Guy" would be arriving sometime that day, my wonderful husband informed me that it would cost $900, so he found out what to do, and would handle it himself. WHAT??? Flash forward to dusk once again. My husband comes home with a BB gun and a flashlight. WTF???? Was this what the bat guy said to do??? No, of course not. That was a multi day process involving screens and a net to "exclude" all of the bats over time, and he could do all that, but, ya know, it's really hot and he didn't want to have to get on the hot roof, blah, blah, blah. Again I say, WHAAAT??? So the bat hunter goes up to the attic and proceeds to start SHOOTING at bats at they are preparing to exit for their nightly feeding. Meanwhile, I stood outside and counted as 21 bats flew from my house. Let me repeat, in case you missed that the first time, 21 BATS FLEW FROM MY HOUSE!!! I then found Scott outside looking through the pine needles for all of the dead bats that he was sure he had hit. Uh, No Dude, they flew away and will be back at dawn. As he stood there looking bewildered, I asked him, quite bewildered myself, if this was his "plan"? To shoot at bats ever night? He had the nerve to ask me if I had a "better plan?" HELLO, pay the man his $900!!!! So a week later (we had waited too long to get on his schedule), Jeff a/k/a The Bat Guy a/k/a My Hero show up to rid my house of bats. Now, even though Scott had assured me that there was ABSOLUTELY NO WAY that a bat could get in the house the first thing The Bat Guy asked was if they had been getting in the house!!! Instantly made a mental note to self that Scott must pay dearly for that one. Anyway to conclude, after 3 days of having an "exclusion" net draped halfway down the side of my house we are now bat free! YAY! Although I am not going back into the attic for a long time, we are peacefully coexisting with the bats, which The Bat Guy informed me most likely have moved next door. Sorry neighbors, if you need a referral, I know a guy.

PS - Just FYI, we had no babies, so we didn't violate any rules regarding bat exclusions in summertime. And I know it's illegal to kill a bat, but we didn't know that at the time Scott was shooting at them, and he didn't hit any, anyway.

We're Still Here

We're still alive and well, just been busy these last couple of months. I had to look back through our photos to see what we've been up to, but here it is. Here is a synopsis of our summer so far:

Baseball: Ryan finished up his last season in coach pitch. We've been lucky enough to have had the same wonderful coach for a few seasons now and Ryan has really grown as a player. His favorite position is catcher. I get such a kick out of seeing him jump up and throw that helmet off.

Football: Sam finished up his first season of football. I know football in the spring is weird, but they have it. Even though it was a winless season for his team, Sam did great. He was the starting center, and by the end of the season he was playing nose guard as well, so he played the entire game. Poor child lost ten pounds with all the practicing (2 hours 4x/week). And Sam did not have 10 ounces to lose, so that was a lot. I still have to pick up his football pictures so I don't have one to post. Although he enjoyed football, he is thinking that he wants to go back to basketball this fall. I think that his heart is really in basketball, but he had kind of a crappy winter season that turned him off for awhile. We'll see, he is still kind of on the fence.

Ryan's nose: As many of you know, Ryan has had a lifelong battle with nosebleeds. They can be quite heavy and last a long time. After a particularly bad run this spring he told me that he wanted to see a doctor to find out if anything could be done. We had seen an ENT when he was three, and I knew that they could cauterize it, but we hadn't wanted to go that route. But now the school freaked out if he got blood on anything, we have closed down the pool and rides at Carowinds with blood. and he was waking up every morning with his hair caked in blood, so I guess he was so over it. So off we went to have the nose cauterized, or as Ryan described it "tortured". I felt so bad when I saw his little hands gripping the seat and his body stiffening. He's been dealing with nosebleeds basically 3 to 4 days a week, and he hasn't had one in over a month so he says it was so worth it. I have picture of Ryan with the anesthetic stuffed up his nose, but he has absolutely forbidden me from posting it.

Sam and Ryan both had their awards day at the end of the school year. They both got awards. Ryan got a Citizenship award (despite what his father says, not everyone gets this) and Sam got several, including Honor Roll (they don't have this in Ry's grade), math and reading awards, and get this, Writing Superstar. Not sure how he pulled that one out of his butt, but my assumption is that this should be my award since I "proofread/edit" all of his papers. We'll just keep that to ourselves, though. Look how thrilled they both look:




A couple of weeks ago Ryan and I had the perfect Mother Son bonding outing - We went to WWE Monday Night Raw. That's right, folks, Wrestling. We had great seats and all of Ryan's favorite guys were there, so he had a great time. I'll just say, WWE is what it is, and you just need to go with it. I did find it kind of cool to see a live prime time TV show being made.

So now we are just hanging out, swimming, going to Carowinds and hanging with friends. We are also looking forward to our upcoming family beach trip in July and our trip to NYC to see the Yankees in August. We'll update on those events as they happen. See ya soon!

Mother's Day

I guess that since most of this blog is usually dedicated to stories involving my children I should share a Mother's Day tale. Here goes:

Mother's Day morning started with an attempt by my wonderful husband to make me breakfast. He attempted to enlist the boys help in this activity, but neither could be roused out of bed. "Sleeping in" around here is not reserved for holidays, it is our usually weekend routine. Anyway, his attempts at this breakfast were thwarted by MY lack of preparation, i.e. I hadn't shopped for the proper breakfast supplies. So his plan B was to go get us breakfast at Bojangles. Again, neither boy would get out of bed. Scott leaves.

Eventually Ryan wakens and tells me that he did not go with his father because he has a gift for me. He runs off to his room to retrieve his "gift" for me. My heart fills with joy. I must stop here and give you some additional background. Ryan made his First Communion on Saturday and received about $300 as gifts. (FYI - thank you notes are on the way). Well, Ryan comes back and hands me $1. That's right, the generous soul has give his Mother one dollar. Yay, that should cover the $.89 burrito at Taco Bell for lunch!

So Scott returns from Bojangles with breakfast ONLY for the two of us. In his words "these spoiled, lazy kids don't deserve anything." This caused a meltdown in Ryan the likes of which I have never seen. That child went off about his lack of a biscuit, and of course this was all to me, because he would never yell at his father. Oh, the joy!

So Sam, who has neither gotten out of bed nor given me any sort of gift, somehow became my "happy" moment in my Mother's Day morning. What are you gonna do? But alas, all was forgotten a few hours later, and we went on to have a very pleasant day with our own mothers.

Ryan's First Communion

He learned all his prayers

and confessed all his sins,

what a good Catholic boy

Ryan has been

And so we all gathered

to celebrate with great joy

the First Holy Communion

of this special boy

May 8, 2010