Signed. Sealed. Delivered. I'm am offically a Scrapbooker of the Year contestant. I can't believe I actually managed to get that many layouts done in that short amount of time. I got lucky that Mom wanted Drew to stay with her from Sunday to Wednesday. I don't think I came out of my scrapbook room during those days and sleep wasn't on my schedule. I'm really happy with my entry and I'm not concerned at all about winning. I ended up with many pages that I had been wanting to make for awhile and I'm glad I got the chance to get them done.
The 4th of July went well, thank goodness. The person I don't like didn't even show up! It was really nice to just hang out with the Arnall family without stress or worry. Since Drew's birth and Dad's death, family has become really important to me and it's been great being around them all so much! Drew loved the fireworks and was so disappointed when they were over. By the end of the night he was covered in sweat from running around so much. I took tons of pictures, of course, and I'm anxious to see how they turned out! MIke and I just mostly enjoyed being with Drew. We really missed him while he was at Mom's! That was the longest we have ever been away from him!
I'm been really missing my dad a lot lately. Last Friday one of his good friends died in a motorcycle accident just outside of Springfield. Stacey happened to get "the call" as she was sitting in the stalled traffic. It was a complete shock. Since I found out about it last Friday, I can't seem to quit thinking about Dad. It really bothered me that he wouldn't be able to go to Homer's funeral. Isn't that kind of weird? The funeral was really nice, very very fitting to Homer and his life style. Every thing was Harley themed and they even had a ton of Harleys leading the way to the cemetery. I wish Stacey and I would have spoke up a little more about Dad's funeral, but we were too worried about stepping on toes and trying to play nice. Dad's funeral was nice but it just wasn't him. The person who spoke at Dad's wasn't who Stacey and I wanted but there was no way of getting around it since he was "family". I don't know how many people told Stacey and I that he was horrible and it sounded like he didn't even know Dad. I didn't even cry at Dad's, I was so mad at what was being said that I almost got up and walked out. How bad is that? He was painting this picture that wasn't my dad at all and then claimed to be one of his best friends! At one point he leaned over my dad and said "Ha, I've got the last word!" Who does that at a funeral!!! I'm pretty sure a few "non-churchy" word came out of my mouth at that point! Okay, that was a little vent...sorry about that!
Mike has decided that we are the lucky ones to host a UFC get together this Saturday, so I've got to go clean! I hope you all have a great weekend!
(I saw that I have been tagged by Jennifer and I'll post it later!)