I had a comment from some one about how they loved Felix's writing. Felix isn't the one who is actually writing the story, I am. Felix's ideas are being put into wording by myself. I just wanted to make that clear because I never get credit for my writing.

I have some more editing to do, but I will put up a little more about it later on.

Pinky is spending Memorial Day with his parents so I have a baby and work day off, what are the odds of that? Anyway, I'm going to use it to catch up on everything... and I mean EVERYthing.

So I'll see you guys around.

Pinky has recovered from her six month check up, however, the teething continues as does the crankiness.

Felix is on a book-writing kick. I've finished the first chapter and we sent it off to a friend who has connections with a publisher. Wouldn't it be nice to just stay home and write books?

Plans with Felix's sister fell through, though. She wants to stay in TX City, but it's only going to dig her into another hole. I don't know how long it will take her to realize, but eventually it will dawn on her that getting a five-dollar, fifteen-cent an hour job for the summer (instead of staying here and getting paid to watch one helluva cute ass baby with free room and board.... AND free ticket to getting her GED) is not in her best interest.

She's only 17, though (almost 18). I suppose I was the same way, however, I had a job when I was sixteen and had learned to manage my finances by her age. Things take time. She only wants to be out there because her friends are out there and she doesn't want to live by any rules. She'll figure things out.

Anyway, we're seriously looking at a house now it seems. Felix found one he REALLY wants to look at. And although it needs some work, I'm more than happy to do it. Although, if I go back to work full-time, I don't know how much energy I'll really have.

But, Mom has offered to watch Pinky should nothing else come through for us this summer in the babysitting department.

I've asked the new manager about talking to the District Manager about setting up a Supervisor interview for that purpose.

Anyway, the house is a three bedroom, one bath 1707 sq foot one story on about 2/3 of an acre of land. He wants to get married at the house instead of in a church, which would work well if we got into one with such a big lot.

We're catching up on bills, having suffered from when Felix was changing jobs. Hopefully, I will get a management position soon and will have a bigger paycheck in the coming weeks. Who knows. They said the girl they interviewed for the position our DM wasn't very impressed with. I think she's got one of those, "I'm-better-than-you, I-know-more-than-you" attitudes. She was telling me what I should dress my mannequins in and all I kept saying to her was, "No, they'll be okay." I've heard stories about this girl walking all over people and copping an attitude. She's only been there a week or two!

Anyway... here is an excerpt from "the book." Felix comes up with the general guidelines and I put it all into form.

............I stared into the eyes of a rather scaly looking man. Reptilian and surely frightening to any small child. His eyes burned with something I could not quite place. I narrowed my own in study, but it was more than useless. Two men, ripe with brute strength then held on to each one of my arms and I knew that I was found. Hidden no longer in this natural shelter, we were making our way to the city jail near the center of Vellaire.

It was strange, however, that I was less than fearful of how things would be handled in regards to my tresspassing. An odd feeling, though there was not much of it to speak of at all. I closed my eyes, the methodic steps of one foot in front of the other took me away and, still rustled and intrigued by the appearance of the unknowns, I walked myself into the only cell of the rather rundown jail.

I sat on the small makeshift bed, a flat piece of fabric tossed in a corner along with a pile of rags, which in turn was suspended by two chains and a short platform beneath. I was unsure of what it was that was happening here. I bowed my head, held together my hands and closed my eyes.

Instantaneously transported to that other time, the familiar scenes filtered into my thoughts and before me. Quickly, I shook my head and looked up to see a blurred figure between the iron bars. The image finally filtered through, robes rustling at his feet, face hidden behind the darkness of an overbearing hood.

He looked to the small hole of a window, also barred. It was as though... those that were imprisoned must always be reminded of what had been taken away from them. By barring things over, it was a harsh notice of that lack of freedom. That which they most easily take for granted could be dangled in front of them. Like bones to chained dogs. But he was looking to it, studying it as if he were expecting someone to be there, just outside.

But there was no such thing. Simply sky, half lighted by the moon and half darkened by the night.

His hood fell back, revealing an older man. Much in common with the looks of my own, quite the double almost. He came a short step closer as I tried to figure things out, but all thought was interrupted as he spoke.

Every woman knows the beautiful love story of Queen Jazel. Every man knows the courageous story of King Ulysess. What lies between is the arduous journey of two lovers, a mortal and a God..........

"But I TOLD you, I didn't get into the cookie jar. Evidence? What evidence?" 

In the mouth it goes. 

What a mess!!

Last night will go down in history as "Baby's first oreo." Felix got a great idea to let her gum on an oreo... wow, you thought teething biscuits were bad? You thought the cereal face photo was bad? YOU THOUGHT THE CARROTS WERE BAD??? HA!

Here it is... 

Well, I'm back in Houston... finally. The trip back was a little upsetting but it wasn't anyone's fault but the airline's. Who knows what happened.

Got to visit with Madeline and Kim, Jeremy and my parents, it was fun. Madeline actually came to me which, I was suprised, but I chalk it up to me having a baby to begin with so she was probably comfortable with that common aspect.

Annelise was loved by all, did anyone doubt it?

Left last night and my flight was about an hour late getting out of the gate. I thought to myself, okay, maybe since the layover in Dallas is an hour I'll be all right.

No.

I get there and the plane has to WAIT for a gate to open up so we can get off, otherwise we'd have been on time on the next plane.

Annelise was SOAKING wet, so I was more upset about that. Then, we get on the skylink and take it to gate B39 all the way from gate D21 (on the opposite side of the airport) to find out the plane is gone, as expected. So I rebook for the next flight out, which is going out of A35, so I change Annie, diaper, clothes and all, fill up the bottles with water and I'm back on the skylink.

Well, when I get there, I'm sooooo thirsty, but sit down anyway because my arms are killing me, I'm hot and sweaty from walking from one gate to the next. ONLY TO FIND OUT...... that the plane that is currently "docked" at the gate (A35) is late boarding, so MY plane is coming in to another gate........ all the way on the other side of the airport... AGAIN. C14 (So by then I'd been to all four concourses, I just realized that.) Back on the Skylink.

Previous to this, when I was rebooking, I asked the guy about my luggage and he said he'd send a note to the people off loading the bags and hopefully they would see it.... NOT.

Anyway, get on the plane, Annie falls asleep, finally a flight with an empty seat beside us, but really it's all for naught because it's only a 30 minute flight! HA!

But at last I'd had a drink. Guzzled it all down in two seconds anyways.

We get into IAH (Bush Intercontinental) instead of Hobby. I don't know about everyone that reads this, but specifically for my brother and sister-in-law, DO NOT come into this airport if/when you come to visit. IT IS A NIGHTMARE - in every aspect, parking, getting out, baggage claim, etc. Go to Hobby.

Anyway, we get to IAH and Annie wakes up a little bit, I sit down, mom finds us, goes to change the baby while I take a break and let Felix know that I'm home. Well, he's asleep... supposedly.

I go to see if my bags were on the belt after mom comes back and no, they're not. Annie is screaming her eyes out so before I go check, I pop off a bottle for mom to feed her and check the baggage claim.

No.

Afterwards, I head over to find where I make a lost bag claim, it takes about thirty minutes to get through the line, processed, papered out, etc. FINALLY! Get back to mom and the kid and Annie is asleep, we get to the car (minus two bags, which I guess was a good thing), strap in Pinky, who starts crying because by this point she is just SO TIRED it's ridiculous. (She really only slept on the planes for maybe a total of 1 - 2 hours.) It's way past her bedtime and I'm exhausted, my arms are killing me and DAMN do I need a drink!

On our way home, we stop at a gas station for a coke, amidst some suspicious activity by my mom (I don't know why I didn't catch onto it when we got closer to home, maybe I was too tired), she calls Felix while I'm inside paying and back out, we're off again.

Finally make it home and boy am I surprised to find that the house is CLEAN. W-O-W!

Drop the diaper bag in the living room with my purse, take the baby from my mom, go to put her down in her room. It takes a couple minutes and then I walk into the bedroom, tired as all hell, MORE than ready to go to bed.

Okay, so I walk into the room and see roses and rose petals on our bed. I turned to look at the closet, thinking maybe Felix might be hiding in there but, he's over behind the door by the bathroom and our vanity.

He comes sneaking out, hugs, hugs, etc., and then he tells me to sit down. So I do and then what happenes?

A little more conversation, he's on his knees in front of me and I'm totally oblivious to what he's about to say really until it comes out of his mouth.

"Leslie, will you marry me?"

Man... that was a long time coming.

He gives me a ring with the baby's birthstone on it, telling me that when he gets a new one, that this one will at least mean something to.

Last thing I expected after a terrible day at the airport. And I thought he had to work at five in the morning and that's why he didn't come.

Peace out homies! I'll catch you up on pictures when I get my luggage!!!

Welllll... I'm hoping that the worst of my illness is over, although Pinky sounds worse than before. Hopefully she's almost over all of it to. I'll say you all the details about throwing up in the sink... oops. Well, be happy that isn't the WHOLE story!

Anyway, I still haven't packed anything and we leave tomorrow morning. I was supposed to work 12-6 today, but hopefully Jon will come in for me from 3-6 like he said he would. I still have to get my packing down and my eyebrows waxed, I look like a bushman.

Did my hair yesterday morning and DANG! I'm starving!

Found out the Felix's dad had a heartattack last night... So he took Annelise with him to TX City. I was going to go until I figured that I would be late for work... and after me trying to get out of it yesterday, that didn't seem like a good idea to call in anyhow.

OH NO! I forgot to put baby tylenol in the bag! Shoot...

Anyway, I better get something to eat before I go to work... I just don't know what I want...

What a ham! 

By the way... I forgot to mention that Thing One and Thing Two (AKA Annelise and Laila) are almost the SAME SIZE! Keep in mind that Laila is almost two months (actually, 59 days exactly lol) older than Annelise. Laila is about an inch taller than Annie.

I'm waiting for all this "moving around" she's supposed to be doing lol, but I'm not seeing much. Just a bunch of "kick mommy while she changes my diaper" (Right in the tatas... kid's got great aim I should mention) and a whole lot of "air drums" (kind of like air guitar but with drums instead.).

Thought that was an interesting point. Hopefully she won't be on that Discovery Health show about the really big baby (I think he was 1 1/2 years and 84 pounds...?) LOL She's just HEALTHY! She loves her milk... and if she had teeth, she'd love everything else she could eat I bet!

Up at 4 a.m. what a shame. Ugh... I'm so hungry.... Baby just fell back asleep (It's almost now...) I'm starving out of my gourd. Both of us are REALLY sick, although I'm optimistic that it's going to clear up by this weekend. I'm hoping Felix doesn't get it and give it back to the baby right before we leave on Monday. I'm out of DayQuil... been sleeping on the couch... which it's odd, but that seems to be more comfortable than our bed. Guess it's time for a new matress....

Felix doesn't get paid until May 19th, and my "weekends only" routine has all ready gone into effect, so that makes for an interesting pantry, I guess.

Baby is probably teething, so I'm sure it's not making her illness any better... I just had to suck out her nose and boy was she annoyed with me. Gave her some Tylenol, glad I bought another bottle because I think this one is almost gone... I think, between last time we used it when she was teething/sick(?) and this time anyway...

Well, I'm going to try to go back to bed (or should I say "back to couch"?) I'll see you guys around.