The Queen: Michelle

The Queen: Michelle
I am 28 years old. Still a princess but the queen of my family. Spoiled beyond belief. Lucky and truely blessed. A lover. A crafter. A mother. A wife. A friend. This is me.

My King: Junior

My King: Junior
The LOVE of my life! He completes me and balances me out in every way. He's a workaholic. He's loud, blunt, and crazy. He drinks Monsters like his life depends on it. Above all he is the greatest Daddy I could ever ask for, for my children. And he treats me like his Queen (and he calls me that too).

The Model Child: Diego Ray

The Model Child: Diego Ray
9 years old. My only boy. He is the epitome of the perfect child. He is so responsible and independent. Wise beyond his years. He is laughter, he is love, he is compassion, he is simply amazing. He keeps me grounded and reminds me always that I am beautiful. He is a natural born leader and takes care of the household and family better than me!

The Diva: Alayna Danae

The Diva: Alayna Danae
7 years old. She is drama. My fashionista for sure with a style all her own. Sensitive and loving when she wants to be. Thumbsucker. My biggest headache because she is the most like me. She is the only one who can cause me to become uncontrollably angry. She loves to dance. She loves to model. My bookworm and most academic.

The Wild Child: Arielle Marie-Grace

The Wild Child: Arielle Marie-Grace
4 years old. This one is something else. She is pure comedy. Never a dull moment with her crazy antics. She is also the crybaby. She does things her own way. She knows what she wants and isn't afraid to be cute to get it. My Disney loving pal. So girly. Her favorite color is pink. Loves Rapunzel. Will wear a dress every single day. Can't leave the house without a bow in her hair. She refuses.

The Munchkin: Atalie Belle

The Munchkin: Atalie Belle
2 years old. My sweet baby. She loves her Mommy above all else. She is a cuddlebug for sure. The calmest most well behaved baby ever! But she has TONS of energy. She is so small and petite. She loves to sing and dance. She so SO ready for ballet and has yet to even step foot in a class. She loves Minnie Mouse and watching Disney Jr. She is hilarious and talks way too much.
Powered by Blogger.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Roadtrip to California

6:00pm - Loaded up the car...

6:45pm - Just jumped on the freeway headed for California. Three cars in our caravan. In front, Kika, My Mom, Alexis, and Matthew. In the middle, My Dad and Diego. And at the end, Junior, Me, Alayna, and Arielle.

7:00pm - Arielle is already restless... this is going to be a looooong trip.

7:40pm - Junior keeps complaining that we're driving way to slow. (Sorry but under 70mph is too slow for him going long distances.)

7:55pm - Arielle is very uncomfortable now and probably hungry. She's driving us bonkers... so we pull ahead of the pack and speed to our next stop. By now the cookies that I had to hold her over are losing their effect.

8:30pm - We arrive in Quartzsite. Find out Alayna peed herself. Great. I feed Arielle while Jr gases up. He changes Alayna while I continue to feed the hungry hippo. Jr buys munchies for the other little one who is riding with my Dad. I take Alayna to the bathroom to wash up and I pee. Drive thru at McDonalds so we can shut the girls up with french fries.

9:04pm - Crossed the border... We're in California.

9:16pm - Junior turns up the music to drown out Arielle constant shrieks... good thing I have it on he country station. Who doesn't love my man Kenny Chesney? I was sure the fries would work...

9:21pm - Taylor Swift on the radio... yes! ::singing::

9:25pm - Sugarland on the radio... I love this station!

9:54pm - Finally caught up to the other 2 cars that left us in Quartzite and they had a good 25 minute lead. Hello Father, I see the the back of you Mustang now. Let's continue on as three, shall we?

10:12pm - Jr can't handle Arielle's crying any longer (poor baby all uncomfortable) and neither can I so we have left our pack and are now doing 75 all the way without stopping unless absolutely necessary.

10:22pm - (Hey my birthday is 10/22... why do I always catch the clock at this time. Well just passed the sign that says Coachella (11 miles)... what does that make me think of? Two words... and the thing that makes life worth living... Coach Outlet.

10:32pm - What do you know... we HAD to stop. And guess where? The exit for Coachella. Haha. Anywho HAVE to buy milk for screaming baby in the back... this drive is miserable. Why did we sign up for this again? Please remind me this is supposed to be a fun vacation...

11:15pm - Guess... what Arielle is still crying...

12:15am - What a great nap I had. Arielle finaly stopped crying the last 45 minutes of the ride and I've dozed off. We're exiting the freeway and we will arrive shortly. Yay!

12: 22am - We've arrived!

* Arielle hated the trip and clearly hates being here just as much. It's 1:30am and she is screaming her head off and won't go to sleep despite everything we've tried... Ughh...

3 comments:

Jose said...

I don't know but all things considered I still had a good time. So I didn't get to be at Knott's and then I had to babysit on Sunday at the carshow. I just made the best out of it.

Betty Flocken said...

Oh Michelle! Truly a ride from Hell! I hope Saturday was better, I'll tune in tomorrow to see!

Anonymous said...

lmao!! this is hilarious!!
I feel the need to add to the story...
7:40pm- Kika is driving about 65mph (obeying the speed limit)and starting a deep conversation with her sister when she notices that 1 car behind there seems to be an anxious driver. Kika continues with deep convo.

7:55pm- Kika and sister watch as the caravan of kids passes in a hurried flash. Kika and sister turn to each other and say at the same time " someone must need to pee".

9:54pm- Kika and sister just finished solving the worlds problems and analizing everyone else except ourselves (nothing wrong with us-we always right) all while driving and listening to Alexis burned CD titled :Yay for Gay!

1:00am- We arrive! But we want tacos. Rambos is closed, we desperate. We come across a taco stand by the gas station "tacos de tijuana", we don't care where they are from, we want tacos. Joe speeds up, sister yells and waves her arms telling Kika to stop and turn around to eat tacos. Kika follows. Yumm tacos!

1:30am- Cecy's house at last!