Labor Day Weelend

Come on, pull up a chair. It is such a nice day out I decided we might as well cookout. Too hot to cook inside. As I am typing this sitting out here on the back deck, I can smell the steaks cooking. We are having steaks, hamburgers and hot dogs. The little one insists on hot dogs. I also have corn on the cob and potatoes. It should be a good meal. The kids are throwing a football around, it almost seems like we are are a nice sweet little family. Yeah right. S is throwing the ball to aim for B's head and they are argueing rather or not it is a kick off or a punt. Fun times. I am starting to get bored being in this area, which means soon I am going to be looking to other areas to move to. I kinda would like to move out west, but the hubby and I are going to have to talk about it. I want somewhere with a good school system, no uniforms, low crime rates, no snow, a nice, family friendly place. If I ever find this utopia, I will be sure to let you know.
Did I tell you S has a new boyfriend? It is so icky. They are always on the phone together. He has finally learned though. At first he would call and ask if my daughter could talk. I would tell him yes, and then wait for him to ask to speak with her. He finally started getting the hint. It is one thing to ask if she is free to talk, another to ask to speak to her. I love torturing the kid.
Well, I am going to go for now, food is needing my attention. Happy Labor Day.