Another Ultimate Parkersburg Adventure

In preparation of Stacy’s upcoming Parkersburg exodus, Kayla, Jess, Amanda, and I traveled to the city for another Parkersburg adventure before her departure. Though we had doubts as to whether this trip could possibly compare to our last Mountaineer Maniac interview and City Park fun, it did not disappoint. First, we had great fun shopping and then went to BW3’s for karaoke.




While there, Kayla continued her tradition of spotting celebrity look a likes. She proposed that our waiter displayed a resemblance to Greg from the show, “Yes, Dear”. When told this, he did not find this comparison to be complimentary, and unfortunately would not acquiesce to having his picture taken. We tried in vain to get a clear shot, but our efforts were futile as he possessed an unbelievable ability to dodge the camera.




Also of note, was the very fun and exciting Buzztime Trivia, at which Jessica excelled. We all gave our best efforts at singing and had a most convivial time.

"Greg" nicely agreed to take our picture to commemorate our BW3 experience.

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And a thought for the day, brought to you courtesy of Jackson Junior High, a quote Stacy is lucky to hear every day, but just can't grab ahold of with full acceptance:

"Have a good day, or not. The choice is yours!"

A Photorama from Memorial Day Weekend

Due to the fact that we held Carter continuously during our stay, Kelly is currently "reaping the repurcussions" of our spoiling behavior. We all feel so sorry for her... We wanted to get Carter a Jumparoo, which he has at his babysitter, Inferno's. Kelly said no as it would spoil him and make him less likely to want to go to Fern's. To which Kyle replied, "Then Fern will just have to get a cooler toy. That's not our problem." For now, though, no Jumparoo.

Carter shows off his snapping turtle abilities.


While in Norfolk, we were able to visit the hospital where Kelly works and take a look at the plush call room where she gets to have her 1 hour night's sleep when working long shifts. We were impressed at the splendor of the room. Lucky! We were able to take a picture of the picture of her class of residents. Check her photo out!

And of utmost interest, was the photo of her fellow resident Mohammed, who had the coolest interests on their first year descriptors.

BLAKE sighting!

While home this weekend, I was fortunate enough to have a Blake sighting at Orange Julius in the renowned Country Club Mall. Blake was one of three lads in Stacy's graduating class whom I was slightly obsessed with. If one could assess the method to my madness, one was chosen for his intelligence and humor, one for his athletic ability, and one (Blake) for his somewhat more than mischievous behavior. Sadly, Stacy was not with me for this triumphant spotting. She would have been so pleased, particularly at my capturing the momentous occasion by photo.

Inta Juice!!!!!

(Here I am with a fun and friendly Inta Juice worker. She also had her picture taken with Randy; therefore, I can attest that I got my picture taken with someone who got their picture taken with Randy Moss.)
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I made the trip to Charleston
The School Psych Conference my excuse
Though all I really wanted
Was to visit Randy’s Inta Juice
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My fellow Inta companion
With sadness had to stay behind
And all others were enticed by happy hour
But I was not confined
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First to Lee Street, then to Summers
With a smile and a rush of glee
Over 50 fresh and fine smoothie choices
Were there for me to see
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Jazzberry and Raspberry Allure
Kool Kiwi and Hawaiian Dream
Tango Mango and Fruit Fusion
The number of choices was supreme
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I picked Randy’s favorite smoothie
The Caribbean Blend
Peach, Strawberry, Orange, and Banana
Refocillate it did! (Refocillate-totally refresh or revive)
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The workers were so friendly
As purported customer service was unparallel
At making luscious smoothies
These employees did excel
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I returned the next day for breakfast
And tried Banana Berry Burst
Amazingly this smoothie
Was even better than the first
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Any time you visit Charleston
I caution you to go away
Without a trip to Randy’s Inta Juice
A most enjoyable smoothie buffet

Sinister Sid and One Messy Apartment

As Jessica prepared for graduation, a visit with family prompted my visit to her apartment. As luck would have it, I was able to catch Sid and a friend bashing each other's bicycles and was able to take a clandestine photo of Sid entering his apartment. I do believe it looks quite sinister.

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We then proceded to take my grandmother to stay in Fairmont and had a stop to see Andy's apartment. Despite the warning, I was not quite prepared for the level of dishevellment in this abode. As a result of my viewing, I am officially bestowing Andy an award for Messiest Apartment Ever. Sorry Allison, even your worst apartment day is no match for Andy's untidy residence.

New Cups, MySpace Debate, and a P P P Pooch

A trip home bore out many convivial times and lots of quality time spent with Carter. Here are some of the highlights:
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Not only did Carter experience dentrite growth, but ours grew as well. Kelly experienced dyspnea while running, increasing our lexical knowledge by teaching us that dyspnea means shortness of breath.
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While looking in a party shop, imagine the excitement as I hit the jackpot in finding not only a SpongeBob cup to replace the mysteriously disappeared one but Kim Possible, Rainbow Bright, and Lizzy Mcguire cups as well.
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Stacy and Kelly’s myspace debate, with some input from Carrie. Stacy is against technology, particularly myspace. Kelly was quoted as saying, “I use it appropriately and in such a way that it enhances my life.” Carrie supported this by telling a touching story about how myspace connected siblings lost at birth to which Stacy replied that in that case it took away someone who finds missing people’s job. (And I must admit her rants sound like someone else I know well's tirades regarding cell phones).
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Stacy’s p p p p pouch story. Stacy told us about how one of her students, who stutters and has a pendulous gut himself, stated the following: “Ms. Mielecki, it looks like you have a p p p p pooch.”

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Kelly was complaining about Carter's inability to attend while nursing and I had the glorious idea to create checklists to diagnosis ADD /ADHD and market stimulant medication to the only people it has yet to be marketed to, infants. If your baby can't attend, try some baby Adderall.

How Would You Describe My New Space Sheets??

Mom got me some new space sheets

With bright planets they are replete

She thought they were "pretty"

Though I've polled a committee

To find descriptions more "complete"

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Stacy thought "spacey" and Carrie thought "adolescent boy". What descriptor comes to your mind?

A Photorama From Grandma's 80th Birthday Party Designed To Be A Guilt Trip For Those Not In Attendance

The family gathered for a celebration of their mother/grandmother's glorious, long, and abundant 80 years on this earth. The above picture delineates four female cousins consoling their beloved Grandma Betty at the missingness of the other female cousins.
However, renewed joy was embraced as Grandma realized there were those present who knew what was important as was expounded upon by Trisha.

Even the older generation knows how to take a funny faced picture...



And just because it was about the cutest thing in the world, a picture of Lily kissing the "baba".

Randy Prompts An Upcoming Trip To Charleston

As you may recall, for our fall school psychology conference, Sattler demanded awe and unquestionable attendance. Our spring conference, on the other hand, is providing no such master to coax me. And despite the promise of a mall, a free stay at Embassy Suites, and a visit to our esteemed capital city by direct route, I have never attended the spring school psych conference. This year was going to be no different. Our secretary had already sent in everyone's registrations, reservations had been made, and purchase orders had been sent. The last possible day to register (today) had approached.

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Then, as a coworker and I were talking about Randy Moss' trade to the Patriots, he mentioned about how it was a shame we weren't going to the conference as we could have visited the Inta Juice store that Randy owns in Charleston. Immediately, renewed desire for continuing education filled my soul. In desperation, I raced to see if there was still a possibility of sending in a registration. As luck for me would have it, I was permitted to sign up. Now in just 16 days I will visit Inta Juice, which sells more than 50 flavors of fruit smoothies and fresh juices, along with healthy snacks. The spring school psychology conference has just become worth attending. And as my roommate says after hearing the above reasoning, "It makes sense."