The boy also had a fun event that became a Mother/Son night. I had the opportunity to take he and a couple of friends to see the Nuclear Cowboyz in Tampa, Florida. (It really was a great show, and you should totally consider taking your kiddos if you live in the Orlando Area. They'll roll into the Amway Center on March 8th and hang around until the 10th). There were four wheelers (quads?), dirt bikes, ninjas, things exploding, smoke, racing...pretty much all the things a group of 13 year old boys need to be happy. It was a totally exciting 2 1/2 hours with a brief intermission. Younger kids may find the "story" that goes along with the show a little difficult to follow, but will be so immersed in the high flying bonanza that it won't matter a bit. Again, I had 13 year old boys with me and even they were not able to deny how fun it was (you know 13 year old boys find all the things lame...mostly their Moms), and they even walked in the same vicinity of me as we left the Forum after the show, so clearly I had earned some street cred with them. They also missed two, yes two different birthday parties going on amongst their friends that night, so clearly they have their priorities straight. You can follow Nuclear Cowboyz on Facebook for more updates, great videos and photos!
Just a tiny side note (Tons more pics on Instagram)! Come follow me for more fun moments from the night!
We ate Five Guys Burgers on the way so basically it was the perfect evening.
And, finally, the bummer of it all. We had a contract on our house, it seemed like things were going along swimmingly, but they buyer backed out at the last minute. We are now back on the market (I do not recommend ever selling a house with kids and 2 very rotten dogs). So, any spare prayers for a great buyer who can close really fast are appreciated. I'm totally not conveying well the depths of my disappointment over the loss of this contract. You'll just have to trust me. I've been pretty unbearable the last few days. I even abandoned my Lake House Pinterest board if that tells you anything. It just seems this is a dream slipping through my fingers and I'm struggling. A friend posted this on Facebook yesterday and I'm doing my best to embrace the current suck:
We've had some good fun lately, and a few tears to boot. Thanks for always sticking around for this wild and crazy ride with us. You are the Irish Creme in my coffee. The coffee is pretty good without you, but once you add that creme, it becomes perfection.
Smooches and Shakes,