This has been a crazy week. Erin finally decided on a college and signed her letter of intent. It was like pulling teeth to get her to make up her mind. Friday night I told her she had drug her feet long enough, it was time to make a decision. She of course didn't want to talk about it and finally said she would decide on Sunday. She came home Sunday morning with a fever and a sore throat. I swear she will do anything to get out of making this decision. I had some amoxicillin in the house that she had from a previous illness, I told her to start taking them so she could get better quicker. Last time I did that, I found out the red face was from wind burn playing soccer and not an infection. It's a good thing I'm not a doctor!!

She finally made a decision and picked Spring Hill in Alabama, there is a reason that I call her Sybil. Once she made the decision she started getting excited planning her beach outfits. She went tanning and couldn't understand why she now has a rash all over her body. She got on Web Md (because she is her grandma's granddaughter) and diagnosed herself with Scarlet Fever. I'm sure the tanning with strep throat while on antibiotics had nothing to do with it, it has to be Scarlet Fever.

Shannon decided to get off the couch and apply for a job. Of course she insisted I stand over her shoulder while she filled out the online application so I could help her with the questions. There were fifty questions, some were funny like, What percent of people do you think cheat on their federal tax return?? I don't think she even knows what a federal tax return is. They asked if your average grades were A's, B's, or C's, she put B's, they also asked if she was a real go getter, she put strongly agree. I told her that as soon as we finished the application. I would drive her up to church for confession. I had just run three miles and didn't want to stand behind her holding her hand while she filled out the application. She finally finished, I decided she should return to laying on the couch watching One Tree Hill, that is much easier.

Dave came home from running his four miles and said, "Wow this just gets easier and easier, I didn't look at the time but I think I did that pretty fast." I'm thinking of hiring Tonya Harding's ex body guard to take care of our little over achiever.

I have boot camp after work on Wednesday. I got home at 5:00 and Kelsey was asleep on the couch. That is one of my pet peeves to see my kids laying on the couch being lazy. I let her sleep a while while I played referee to Ryan and Maggie fighting over the last 3 inches of couch that Kelsey left. If I heard seat check once, I heard it a thousand times every time one of them got up. I try to hang out in the family room with the kids as long as I can but a mom can only take so many episodes of Sponge Bob before she throws in the towel and goes off to the comfort of her own room and own TV.

I let Kelsey sleep for a while and then I woke her up and told her to either get up or go up to her room. Erin is not speaking to me because I wouldn't let her go to the scavenger hunt for Zambia. I feel bad for her but she pretty much did it to herself. I walked into the living room and saw a body asleep on my couch. I was so mad, I already woke Kelsey up and told her to go upstairs. I walked over to the couch and stood over her and repeatedly said, "Kelsey, Kelsey, didn't I tell you to go upstairs." Imagine my surprise when Erin/Sybil rolled over and looked at me with a look of surprise and why are you yelling at me? I said, "oops sorry I had the wrong lazy kid, carry on."

This morning as Shannon was walking out to the car, she slipped on a patch of ice. By the time I got to the front door, she was on her hands and knees gathering all her stuff. She had her book bag, cheerleading bag, overnight bag as well as some books. She was just looking so pitiful examining herself looking for cuts and scrapes. Everything she owned was scattered all over the sidewalk and front yard. Erin had a look of pure delight and was doubled over laughing, she said, "Some random lady just stopped in her car to see if Shannon was OK." Wow now that is funny, why in the hell didn't you stop to help your sister?? Maybe we will throw Ryan down the basement steps tonight so you can really get a good laugh.

I am now in week four of my half marathon training schedule. It is crystal clear that now that I am over forty I am out of my ever living mind. I hate to run, I could think of many things I would rather do than run. My darling husband is also training, he started a couple of weeks after I did. He lost 7 lbs after running three times. I really hate him for that. Last night it was too cold to run outside so I ran on the tread mill, Dave ran outside and came back and said, "It gets easier and easier each time I run." OK , I don't remember ever asking his opinion. Nobody likes an overachiever!!

Erin/Sybil/AKA, liar, liar pants on fire, got in a tad bit of trouble this weekend. I got mad at her on Thursday night and told her she was not to spend the night anywhere on Friday, she needed to come home. I am tired of her being gone all the time. She needs to make time to finish all her college applications. I guess she thought I was kidding and decided to stay out anyway. I called her Saturday morning at work and asked her where in the blankety blank blank she was last night. She said, "I was at Allie's, I'm sorry, I completely forgot I was supposed to come home. I said, "Oh that's OK honey, you are in luck, I just fell off the turnip truck." Or I said something like, "Oh you will remember from now on because you will be spending lots of time at home, like forever."

That evening I had to volunteer at Erin and Shannon's school for the Hall Of Fame Dinner. I guess Erin forgot that I would be spending the evening with Allie's mother and would find out that she didn't spend the night at Allie's after all. We finally pieced the story together and found out all the girls spent the night at Amanda's not Allies. My guess is that Amanda's parents weren't home and the alcohol was going down pretty fast. Granted, I'm glad no one drove but I would prefer she was at home reading the bible.

To make a long story short, Erin/Sybil is spending allot of quality time at home. This week is mission week at school. Each night a different classmate has a party and charges $5 to get in, all money goes to the missions. Erin's argument was "Mom can I please go, it is for Zambia." She even offered to pull up the YouTube video so I could see what a great cause that she wanted to support. I explained that she could still donate her $5, but little liars need to spend time with their mother's instead.

I don't know if Erin/Sybil and I will survive to the end of her senior year. She still hasn't made a final decision about college. I'm thinking of dropping her off in Zambia, she could really make a difference there.