It's kind of disturbing how one can go from being an awesome mom to one deserving of little more than a good tar and feathering. Friday night, I rocked. I don't have a problem saying it. I even patted my own back for this one....I was discreet about it, of course. Friday, Trent and I had a "date night" with our son. (We were orginally supposed to take Skylar as well, but she opted to stay with the younger two for some "grandma time".) We went out for appetizers at a local upscale establishment and tossed in some creme brule for good measure. We then spent the rest of the evening at the Harry Potter book release. We had a blast checking out the various costumes and listening to the band and discussing what we thought would happen in the final installment of the series. After surveying the scene for some time I made an educated guess as to where exactly the pre-order line up would be starting. With fingers crossed, and whispering urgent prayers I casually suggested that we relocate to a new vantage point. If I was right, it would put us exactly where I thought they would be doing the pre-orderd transactions; if I was wrong, it meant leaving our place near the beginning of a line up that was already nearing the end of the block. My guess work paid off and we ended up a the very front of the line up. Keirnan was giddy with anticipation, you could feel the excitement. I think it might have been better than Christmas. The media got ready, the last few seconds were counted down and there was a flurry of picture taking while he handed over the ticket and received the first book sold in our city. It was one of those moments that you don't forget. It was pretty cool.
Fast forward to tonight. The magic of the Harry Potter moment has faded. *insert groan here* The once cool mom has just realized that she has forgotten that her son had a birthday party to go to this afternoon. It was her son's best friend's birthday. Said son does not make friends all that easily and this is only the second party he's been invited to all year. Mere words to not describe how utterly and completely wretched I feel at this moment. Despite all the stress that we've been going through, there are no excuses. I can not believe that I just did that.

Important Service Announcement

Beginning tonight there will be a media ban in our household. Said ban will take place until such a time as I have completed reading the much anticipated final installment in the Harry Potter series. This ban will include mainstream television, radio, newspaper as well as all major internet sites that are "news-y" in nature.

Also, please take note that general household duties will most definitely be neglected and meal preparation will be sketchy at best. Please consider yourselves warned. I have given you plenty of time to stock up on things such as trail mix, beef jerky and fruit snacks. If you are not considered a regular household dweller and decide to "pop in for a visit" conversation will most likely consist of noncommittal grunts from behind the book cover. Please help yourself to the fridge. You could perhaps also watch some Discovery Civilization or TVO Kids. The space channel is also on the safe list. Housework is also much appreciated, please feel free.

Plague and pestilence upon the household of anyone who attempts to ruin the ending for me.

I thank you for your co-operation and understanding the importance of this matter.

The Management


Tonight Trent and I will take the older two kids to the Harry Potter release party. We are all much excited about this event....I am hoping that it will somehow make up for our attempted camping trip. I'm sure I will write about it eventually but until then, content yourself with knowing that we arrived home at 7:00 this morning with the vow that we will NEVER go camping again.