Hanging out with my big brother, Zack, before he has to go to work.... then I need to go get the new part for my computer.
Later:
Scratch that... he ended up not having work, so I went back to his work to pick him up. Then him and I went and got Hannah and rented Just Dance games and then came back to my house.
After we got tired of Just Dance, we played Wii sports. We did bowling, and since Zack's ball was green, Hannah and I decided that Zack has a booger ball.
After that we went to Taco Bell and Zack got him and I one of those 12 tacos for 10 dollars thing. He ate 8 of the tacos and Hannah was in shock. It was funny.
After a bit we went back to Wii sports. I watched them play baseball and tennis, and I listened to Hannah make up some hilarious names and moves for playing the game (I.E: "This is what I call the Ribbon Dancer... and of course there's the Hula Hooper.").
Soon after that, we all started passing the PS2 remote back and fourth while playing James Bond: Agent Under Fire which turned into this lovely story: {{for those people who can't tell jokes from real stories: this story is real, but the story in this story is a total joke!}}Back story:While playing James Bond, Hannah pointed out that the "bad guys" all look the same. It then became decided they are all a cloned product of incest...
and so the long, funny and awesome(ly horrible) story begins;
So, I am slightly redneck, but I am also British because we don't know where I came from, but anyway... I have 4 sons, who are all older than me. These guys are also each others dad's, sons and grandfathers. Zack is one of them. Now see, when I "had" them, I only got to keep 3 because one of them got stolen from me. All I heard was the doctor smack the 4th baby's butt and then nothing. I have yet to see him. As for the other three: two of them got taken from me by their now "mother" while I was passed out in the yard.
Also, my role in this is: I'm these guys' grandmother and mother. Don't judge.
So now, you know where 3 of the kids are, but Zack... Now Zack went and got adopted by a lovely person, Hannah, but she is very judgmental on how my "family" is.
You see, I'm Zack's Grandmama, mama, girlfriend. Yeah, figure that one out.
I tend to leave to go places in my bathrobe, and Hannah and I bonded for the sake of our son/grandson,son,boyfriend. Her and I bonded over Pixie Stix and the fact that we both have accents.
And poor Zack, because of all the crazyness, he's a redneck with a speech impediment... I blame the fact that it is because I don't even know what accent I have.
Then I drove the two to their individual houses while wearing my bathrobe (this part is true).
Family tree:
Carly: grandma, mama, girlish friend to 3 of the boys,
grandma, mama, girlfriend to Zack
Boys: grandfather, father, brothers, sons to each other,
sons, boytoys to me {But
Zack is:
grandson, son, boyfriend to me}.
Hannah: Zack's
adopted mother
Zack: adopted son to Hannah,
grandson, son, boyfriend to me.
Mat: crazy uncle
I absolutely adore my friends.
So today I went to Crater. I stopped in and saw Mr. Walley's lovely Chamber Choir (which I was a soprano in for two years while I was in high school). While being on campus I also saw Reynolds, and Hillman. Then I took a coffee to my lil sis in Rodger's class. 
After I finished up at Crater, I went to go have lunch with my mom at work. It was funny 'cause I got totally lost, ended up over next to the wrong hospital, found my way and then got lost INSIDE the hospital. But I quickly found my mom. :)
After that, I went and got Ariel. We ran around the mall quickly while I did some errands for my mom and then we came back to my mom's and hung out for a little bit.
Hair got so messed up because I honestly only sat for about 3 dances. After ballroom ....>
