I know some of you reading this may find this surprising, but I have not set foot in a Starbucks for at least a few weeks now. Why, you ask? No, it's not because I'm jumping on the corporate-greed bandwagon, or even the burnt-coffee-taste bandwagon. After going to Starbucks nearly every day for about 5 years, it hit me one day that I was just sick of drinking the same drinks. I needed a different taste. So, for anyone that has a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf nearby, they have quite possibly the best drink ever made, a White Chocolate Dream Ice Blended. It's basically a white chocolate blended coffee drink, with swirls of chocolate syrup throughout. I have had one every single day for about 2 weeks, since my discovery of it, and I don't know if I can live without it. I'm sure I will get sick of it someday, and then get something else every day until I get sick of that, and so on and so on. But for now, I need it. I have a problem.

Episode 24 by Glenn Sinclair

Ok, I know I'm not a Marine wife, but I just had to post this one cause i didn't believe Amanda would do it justice. Does everyone remember the Cosby Show episode where Cliff got a new Juicer? Well inevitably, the youngest child, Rudy, get's into the juicer trying to make jelly for her sandwich. She puts the grapes into the juicer and grape juice starts flying out the top of the juicer and Rudy and her friend run away. Well, later on in the episode, Cliff gives Rudy her punishment for the juicer incident, and you think the show is over. But no, Claire brings up an excellent point. "Who was it that left the juicer plugged in for the child to get into it?" she says. Of course, it was her husband. Well, as the boy walked into my room this morning to tell me the story of the powder, and when i asked him why he's not telling his mother, "cause Mom will yell at me". I assured him that his mother would not yell at him, and that he needed to go tell his mother. Then afterwards asked my dear wife what is so hard abot putting the powder away? So, like Cliff in the juicer episode of the Cosby Show, Amanda, I find you guilty of contributing to the delinquency of a 3 year old.

Ok, so I still haven't posted photos of our trip to Oregon. I promise, I will get to it. I just wanted to post this little story before I go to bed.

Tonight, I signed onto my transcription platform to start working as Glenn took Jeff in to brush his teeth and then go to bed. Jeff came into the office to give me a hug and a kiss goodnight, and then Glenn tucked him into bed and went downstairs to watch TV. After about 5 minutes, I thought I heard Jeff cry out or say something, so I removed my headphones to get a better listen. I heard nothing except the TV downstairs, so I figured that is what I had heard. After debating for several seconds, I decided to go check in on Jeff anyway. I went into his room and asked if he was ok, and he said yes. I turned to leave when I heard him quietly say something. I went and knelt by the side of his little toddler bed to hear what he had to say and noticed he was looking up at the ceiling. He kept pointing at something "up there." I asked him what was up there, and he said, "He's dead." I wasn't sure if that is actually what I had heard Jeff say, so I asked him again what he was looking at up by the ceiling. Again, Jeff replied, "He's dead." I began to get a little freaked out but pressed for more information. I looked up at the ceiling and the only thing there was an AC vent. I said, "Who's dead?" I thought that he replied, "The guy." I asked him again, because I couldn't believe what I was hearing and was becoming increasingly spooked thinking my 3 year old was seeing dead people or something. This time he said something that sounded like "Elmo." "Elmo's dead?" I asked? "No," Jeff replied, still looking up at the ceiling and waving his little finger in the air. By now I got up and headed downstairs to get Glenn, because it was all getting way to creepy. Maybe Glenn could get some answers. Glenn came up and knelt by Jeff's bed and asked him what was going on, and Jeff told us once again that "He' dead." "Who is dead?" asked my DH. "The animal," said Jeff. At that point, it began to click. "What animal?" we asked. "The tiger." This whole time that I was getting freaked out, wondering if my toddler had a special power to see corpses a la Sixth Sense, and here he is talking about World of Warcraft, which he watches Glenn play somtimes. In the game, Glenn's character can morph into a big cat and kill creatures, and can also get "killed" himself. I know I am old enough and smart enought to know that you probably won't see a dead person floating around your bedroom ceiling, but it still is a little disconcerting to hear your kid talking about something dead in the sky and watching it and following it with his finger. As I type this, I am still jumping at every little noise (sissy), so I think it's time to go to bed. It's extremely late, and it's dark, ok. I don't need to be thinking about freaky movies.

Trip to OR and WA

We went to Oregon to visit Glenn's sister and her family, and then drove from there to Seattle for my sister's wedding. The Oregon coast was beautiful, and we had a good time visiting Becky and Thane and the boys. Jeff had a fabulous time with the boys. Seattle was beautiful too, and I am still kicking myself for not bringing my camera with me on the ferry from Seattle to Bainbridge Island. It was a great few from the bay of the whole city of Seattle. When we got to the wedding reception, Jeff could hardly stop dancing. He did stop for a little while, but only to run around with the cute little girls as they wrapped the decorative ribbons from the tables around various wedding guests, including Glenn. He sure had a good time dancing with the ladies that night. I think we are in trouble with that kid. Here are some pics from the wedding, tomorrow I will post some Oregon pics.