De Ja Vu

It's 1am (again) and I am up (again). It is unbelievably hard for me to go right to sleep after working and dealing with unruly people for 7 hours straight. Make that 14 hours straight because I dealt with my unruly children the entire day before I went in to work. Tonight's bar shift was anything but smooth and I needed to have a couple of beers in order to unwind. I am happy to report that my Netbook is back in action, therefore I don't have to freeze in my attic while I go online.

Today I took the kids to an egg hunt at Paws Farm in Mt. Laurel. It's really cute there and the kids had a blast hunting those little dinky plastic eggs, although Ollie was over it in about 3 seconds flat. As soon as I turned my attention to Nathan, that little linebacker was running full force over to a random playground. I swear his attention span is less than a gnat's... I'm sure I looked ever so graceful as I sprinted across the field in order to capture him, poor Nathan was left in the hay fending for himself and searching for the ever elusive "Big Peep", which held the key to a big chocolate bunny surprise. After the egg hunt was over, we went to visit the animals and I spent most of the time keeping Ollie from poking ducks' eyes, preventing him from putting his fingers in a scary Ostrich's beak, and blocking him from falling into the big open pond where the animals were bathing. Doesn't that sound like a nice, relaxing morning?! And I wonder why my stress level is always at a level twelve...

After my patience wore out at the farm, I took the kids to lunch at my old stomping grounds Hooters for lunch with my friend and her fiance and their 3 boys, ages 7, 6, and 16 months. Let me tell ya, 5 boys in Hooters was a riot... probably the most action these Hooters' girls have seen in a long time. Thankfully we were the only ones in there for a while and they didn't seem at all perturbed that our children were running around and actin a fool... ironically not knowing that their mothers were actually Hooters' girls themselves at one point in their life. Yup, little ol' A cup me was once a Hooter's girl at two different locations... I even waited on some nice Air Force guys that took me skydiving on July 4th, 2002. Yes, I'm Rainman when it comes to dates.

All in all, it was a very nice, though exhausting Saturday. Like I said, tonight's shift did not run smoothly at all, but I had some Stella waiting for me in the fridge at home to take the edge off. I still haven't gotten a chance to write my review of Tortilla Press, but the overall gist of it is.... horrible food, even more horrible service, and WAY overpriced. I definitely do not recommend eating there.... EVER... period. Let's just say I have been striking out recently on my eating out choices.

Must. go. to. bed. Good night!