LOST Finale-- In Pictures

While I am spending my Memorial Day packing for Jamaica, I thought I could leave you with our LOST Sunday in pictures. It may have been my sister's birthday, but I think it got overshadowed with the LOST finale. Andy and Sarah had a LOST party, and we went over for the first part of it. They really go all out on their decorating for parties, and this didn't disappoint. Andy collects all the figures and tidbits he can on LOST, and they all got their moment in the sun. 

Sarah made his this.

Here's a coconut. 

These are the drink buckets..

Here are some of the snacks.. LOST figures came out to play. James was in charge of putting them out. That's Sawyer, Jack, and Kate on the top tier. And Sayid and Locke on the bottom. Sayid and Locke are in a little of a compromising position, but since James did it because, "Those two are always following each other around."

The ice bucket

The coffee table was covered in LOST books and the LOST game

Even their family portrait had been replaced with LOST art.

I hope everyone has a phenomenal Memorial Day! We leave bright and early for Jamaica on Tuesday... I do have some posts planned. They are posts that should have been done a couple of weeks ago, but I am slacker. I'll see you on the flip peeps! Don't forget to follow me on Twitter.. I'm sure my lazy bum tweets will be more than you can stand! 

A Post About Nothing

Please bear with me, as I am trying to re-do my blog myself, and well, let's be honest, nothing goes according to plan!

Nothing too terribly exciting has been going on around here. I got my Implanon out on Friday and now all is right (almost) with the world. I absolutely hated that thing. My hormones were all out of whack, I was incredibly tired. Like, pregnant tired. Like, wanting to go to bed at 7pm, tired. Crazy headaches that NOTHING could get rid of. Grouchy, McGroucherson, too. I also never wanted to clean or even organize. Generally, unmotivated. Plus, another lady biz problem that I won't get into here. Anyway, it's out, and on Saturday I felt like I had finally had a good night's sleep. On Sunday, I woke up and started cleaning. Whoo!

Last Tuesday, I delved into something and now I am never the same. One week. It's all it took, and my life is forever changed. I'm talking about Lost, my friends. My brother in law is a HUGE Lost fanatic. He has been trying for years to get us to watch, but I just couldn't take on another TV show, and with all the crazy cliff hangers and weeks upon weeks of no shows, would drive me over the edge, people. Well, John had already watched the first 3 episodes, and so I joined him. WHOA. People. WHOA. Sucked in from the word go. We have been watching about 4 shows a night and then a weekend marathon, and guys, we are halfway through the second season. It may mean nothing to some, but the first season alone has 25 episodes and the second has just as many. So, we may not be ready for tonight's season premiere. But, by golly, we're taping it and we will (Hopefully!) be ready for next weeks. I'm just not sure if I can ever get into not being to click to the next episode. Wait a whole week for a TV show... who does THAT?

Oh, also, I forgot to tell that Claire took two wobbly steps on Friday night towards her bath. It was really cute! I think it was an accident and she won't be out running any time soon because if her feet touch the floor, she draws up her legs and starts whining.