I was going to head straight for the bed, but chose not to let a day pass without posting. Because I would feel bad about it, and need even more blog therapy tomorrow. Let me just say the phrase “I am tired” is an understatement compared to how I feel right now.

N had a friend sleepover last night. He’s a good kid, they both are, but man oh man …. two boys, both only children, together…. does. not. equal. sleep. I let them play and told them that yes, they could stay up all night if they wanted to. I mean, that’s the whole fun of spending the night with someone, right? It isn’t? Maybe that’s why I never did.. oh, that’s another story, another day.

So, around 9ish I laid down but kept the door open, and I dozed off. I had told them to stay in that one area and come get me if they needed anything. Around midnight or so I woke up to some banging and crashing and found them both cracking up laughing, with boxing gloves on beating the absolute poop out of each other! It was pretty funny, but all I could think was how badly I wanted SLEEP. I asked them to please, please, for the love of GOD and all that is Holy take off the boxing gloves and lay down already! Ok, I wasn’t that dramatic. But within about 2 minutes they were both snoring. Loudly. That’s when I realized that they had fallen asleep watching boxing, which they had obviously been watching before the one on one match started. So it made sense. Great! Off to bed I went.

8am, we’re awake. I’m cooking breakfast, and what are they doing, you ask? Why, boxing of course! Seriously. So once breakfast is ready I made some regretfully stupid comment about Rocky, and that was the end of life as I knew it. It was ON. I cannot even begin to tell you how many times I heard “Yo, Adriaaannnn!!!” today.

The pool was an all day event, as was the Rocky theme. As many times as each of them thrust their fist into the air and yelled “Yo, Adriann!!!” it never got old – I cracked up each and every time. It was hilarious. They took turns trying to hold each other up in the air as if they were the champ, and each time was a dramatic, comedic disaster. Many more pictures coming soon… I am way too tired to be editing anything.

These kids rock. The best part, is his friends mom has been one of my best friends since high school. When she met his dad, he and I became pretty good friends. It’s kind of crazy to see our kids be such good friends, but it’s a good crazy… I hope they stay friends. Forever.

So I can embarrass them someday with “Yo, Adriaaaannnn!!!”

Because that’s how I roll

P.S. – I got the job. I start Monday.

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