Last Day before......DOOM!

Well guys, today is the last day of work for me this week.
I will be heading out either tonight or tomorrow with Angel so that we can start our "adventure".

Angel plans on recording a lot of it for us so that we can have "memories" but I'm not sure if I really want anyone to see me out there roughing it. You know, no make-up, soap, clean water, combs or deodorant.

Yeah, it's best to view me from a distance during this trip.

I'm not sure how I'm seeing this as relaxing.

OH YEAH!! IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE!!
We're supposed to be pretending to be extreme fishermen.

Angel has been loading up the trailer with all of our necessities.
Tent, canopies, tarp, lawn/beach chairs, fishing poles, toilet, generator, lights...etc

YES! I said "toilet"!

We have one of these:

WHAT?!

I am SOOO grateful to have it. Don't ask me where we got it. I don't know. We've had it for a long time so at this point, I don't want to know. It's been cleaned and cleaned and cleaned.

(don't look at me like I'm the weird one. You all know what YOU do)

I don't like to go to the beach for days without it. When we are packing up I'm always asking for or looking for my toilet.

You guys think I'm nuts, right?

Well, picture this:

You're out on the beach (for days like I will be) and you need to do #1 or #2....on second thought, LADIES..YOU imagine this (because the men can just pee behind the truck like Angel does). Now, imagine looking around for a place to complete this task and all you see is sand, water and dunes. Men, unlike you, we have to squat. I hate squatting. Something is always brushing up against my nether regions and nothing ever sprays right .

I don't care what people say about going into the water to do #1. I just can't do it. ESPECIALLY NOT # 2. My kids don't even do it because they always come to me to tell me they have to "use it".

So..that's the reason I like to take it with me (only to the beach people, only to the beach).

Angel sets it up so I have privacy with a tarp strategically placed over the truck door. We are currently looking for this:

That way we can have our own little restroom.


Now, I know you read about me complaining about having to go to the beach...again. Having to fish non-stop out in the hot sun..etc.

The truth is, I'm really a little excited about going and spending time with my Angel. This is what makes him happy and I want to be around when he's happy.

Ehhh...winning the prize won't hurt much either.

All week long I've been hearing this song and it's been setting the mood.



If I have reception out there on the deserted island I will try to post pics on Twitter...so follow me if you want to see some retardedness.

Have a good one you guys. I will be back on Sunday night!

3 More Days People..

I hope you are all gearing up to pray for me.

I really mean an actual candle light vigil for me since I'm going to be out on the beach (AGAIN) for the weekend.

Like I mentioned before, Angel is super revved up about this whole Sharkathon extreme-fishing-tournament-expedition-thingy we are participating in.Three days of non-stop fishing. I love my naps (YOU KNOW I LOVE MY NAPS) but I have a feeling Angel isn't going to let me get away with napping when every moment is supposed to be spent stroking and caressing our rods and reels.

PLUS, The Weather Channel said it's supposed to be raining all week. I'm not a big fan of sleeping on the beach under the rain. I've done it before and it sucked because Dom and Angel (Miah and Devyn weren't born yet) slept through the whole tropical storm while I stayed up all night and placed towels in the corners of the tent to soak up water so that we wouldn't drown in our sleep.

According to the rules and regulations, we are supposed to bait, cast and catch our own fish/shark and it all has to be documented by digital camera in order for it to be legit. If we catch the "winning" fish/shark, we will be polygraphed as part of the requirements for collecting the prize. I've never been polygraphed before, I hope they don't ask me about those missing movies
from Movie Gallery all those years ago. I may need to take a sedative.

Either way, I'm looking forward to winning.

We both have the day off from work so we will be leaving EARLY Friday morning and we won't be coming back until Sunday.

Question: Hey Sheila! Are the kids going with you to the Sharkathon?

Answer: HELL NO!

I can barely handle being out there myself watching the poles and trying to fish. The kids are a huge distraction mainly because they are ALWAYS in the water and I have to watch them to make sure none of them get washed out to sea.

Question: So..what are you going to do with the kids?

Answer: I'm going to leave them here to fend for themselves. What the heck do you think I've been breeding them to do all of these years!!

Kidding.

My mother in law is going to take them to school Friday morning and then keep them the rest of the weekend. She must miss having lots of kids around *snicker*.
I laugh because I know how she is and she's VERY impatient. I still love her for taking them on all weekend. I'm sure she will have them at the doorstep the minute we tell her we are heading back (hopefully with our winnings).

Wish me luck people and pray for me that I don't come back with hooks in my fingers!

What tha f...

I got up early this morning and took my truck to the dealer cause the Maintainance light was on. I had already had the oil changed so they showed me how to reset it. Then I went and got the kids some sandals to go to the river cause that was our plan for the day.
It was a beautiful day. Sunny but a little breezy to keep it nice and cool. Unfortunately, as we were packing up, we realized that someone stole my lawnchair out of the back of Angel's truck. Dang. I loved that chair.

We get there and the kids are having a good time. I fished and helped cook. We enjoyed ourselves and for the first time I wasn't trying to escape. I told Angel that this was better than the beach cause...well..no sand to irritate me.

We stayed about 7 hrs. I caught a ton of fish and gave them to the family that was next to me. They weren't catching much. Thanks to the quick thinking of my husband who watches that BORING fishing channel, he knew exactly what bait would catch these freshwater fish. On the downside...the bait was something called cheese bait and was in a container with a lid. It was the nastiest, foulest smelling crap and if you got it on your fingers...you'd swear that you just wiped your ass without toilet paper.
Yeah, I know, ....ewwww.
But it worked. The fish were flocking to me...if fish flock.

We packed up, came home, fed the kids, I ate more cake and then I crashed. This is around 9:30.
I'm awake right now cause of the stupidest dream I just had.
I'm at a grocery store and guess who is in there...Justin Timberlake. Yep, that's right. I don't rush him or anything cause that's not my style. I do say "hi" and I walk on ...shopping...oblivious. Then I come to a part of the store that has a swimming pool. (don't ask.) Looking in the pool is explosives. C4.
I hear someone say..."be careful, he could get upset and blow us all up...and we're right next to the knives".
again...shopping...oblivious.
Then I come across him again. And I notice it. He's holding up the grocery store with a pitchfork. (remember...this is a dream)
Then I think.
I ask him if I can go to the restroom. He's like.."yeah, whatever".
Lucky for me the restrooms are right around the corner by the entrance/exit.
I get there and with cat-like reflexes...I book. I mean...I'M GONE. I run to the police to tell them what is going on and they all rush to the store. For some stupid reason, I'm out there standing with them as if to say..."Yeah, I told on you". Then I see what looks like those dumb little round 4th of July smoke bombs(all they do is blow colored smoke) fly out of one of the window and land next to a cop car...near me.
Again.....I'M GONE.
I start running away from the scene. Jumping over fences, cutting across lawns...just like Ferris Bueller. I look back for a sec and I see this other girl running perpindicular to me.

Wonder what she's running from?!

Anyway. I'm up for awhile. I do believe there is an episode of Smallville I've been meaning to watch...