Ghosts of Davidsonville

Old Davidsonville State Park, which was my stomping ground last year, recently had their 'Ghosts of Davidsonville' event...which I was SO thankful I could participate in without having to plan the darn thing. To say the least it was a big success...this is me and Joe sliding down the big inflatable slide. I'm the one wearing the sexy gray-toed socks. Joe is Justin's son, who is the superintendent. While it may look small, this thing was actually pretty tall, and climbing up with a kid in one arm (even one as cute as Joe) isn't an easy task!

YIPES

Holy smokes...10 days before I get hitched! It's so hard to believe. (Lena, I don't see how you're doing it with a bun in the oven.) I'm getting a bit stressed, even though Mom and aunt Martha are doing most of the work. Marden doesn't seem to be stressed in the least, so it must be a girl thing? Keep your fingers crossed for me that we have good weather (the ceremony is outside), as that's pretty much my main worry at the moment. Though it's not like worrying about it is going to change anything...if it rains, it rains.

Tonight is my shower given by Kristyn and Kendra, and (like Lena) I'm not looking forward to being the center of attention. I already feel like a Big Greedy with the wedding gifts that people have already sent. Which reminds me - we got the MOST AWESOME gift yesterday from my Aussie friends Clare and Shane...EIGHT boxes of TimTam cookies. Well, they call them biscuits, but you sure wouldn't want to put butter and honey on these...they are chocolate rectangle wafers with chocolate cream filling dipped in thick milk chocolate, and you can only get them in Australia. I brought back about 5 packages with me last year, and they lasted all of a week. The best is doing a "TimTam Slam" which is to bite off opposite ends of the cookie (biscuit) and slurp up hot chocolate through it. YUMMY. Gotta take it easy though...need to fit into that dress!

Cell Phones

So I've recently figured out that you can't hang up on someone when you're on a cell phone. Should you find yourself hanging up on someone while using a cell, expect something like this:

*SLAP!* the phone shut...phone rings...rings...rings...then finally answer and the other party says..."Hey, we got cut off"..."Um...no we didn't, I hung up on you."...."You did? Well, ok....so should I get off the phone?"..."No, now the hanging-up-on-you is pointless"..."Well, I can hang up on you?"..."No, because I hung up on YOU!"..."Well, If you want, you can hang up on me..."

Thankfully, I've got the flip kind...much more satisfying to slap that puppy shut with a vengence than to somehow "angrily" push the button. "Take THAT!"

I guess you could just turn your phone off, but then the other person will just think your phone went dead. See...this cell phone business has totally ruined the act of hanging up on someone.