Sophia and I spent all day Saturday playing in the pool and Saturday night we dressed and attended our usual family dinner with my husband's family. For the first time, I can say I had a good time.

On Sunday, we got up early to hit the trails to go quad riding. My daughter and her quest for speed, facsinates me and scares me at the sametime. As the dirt bikers were passing her, I could see the look in her eyes, it's coming soon, "Mom, I want a dirt bike" We came home in the afternoon, just in time for her to catch up with the skateboarders. And then it was time for rollerblading and me running behind her screaming slow down. The evening ended with the neighborhood kids and parents infront of my home, cleaning the dirt bikes and quads. All was well in the neighborhood and then the skies darkened and you know what is coming. The only sound to be heard was Candy Pants and little Good-n-plenty walking towards my home in matching high heel pink shoes. Singing the song "pop, lock and drop it" Yes, she has recovered from her depression and she's making up for the lost time. Me being the idiot that I am, I'm whispering to everybody to be nice. Candy Pants and mini me, approach wearing matching outfits, lovely pink tops and matching demin skirts, both cut up to their bermuda triangles. Candy Pants, expresses the fact that she feels left out in this neighborhood. I politely smile and continue to help my daughter clean her quad. In the meantime one of the parents orders pizza for everyone. My stomach begins to ache, because I'm just getting a feeling to take cover. So I quickly put the quad in the garage and tell Sophia to stay as close to mommy as possible. The small talk continues, the pizza is delivered, everybody seems happy. Then the lightning hits, I hear Candy Pants, scream "Lets turn this party up a notch, come on good-n-plenty" They start singing and dancing and pizza starts flying and then kids running and screaming! I hear a father scream "are you f------ crazy!" That's my clue to get Sophia in the house. I look and I want to vomit, mommy and daughter are dancing together, but both of them forgot to put on their underwear. Now a fight starts between Candy Pants and several other parents, expressing the fact that they are sick and tired of looking at Candy Pants and her cat box. And her reply was we are just jealous. The yelling match is getting out of hand and all I know is one of the men in the neighborhood grabs her to try to calm her down and get her home. I look out of the corner of my eye and there is good-n-plenty squatting over the untouched pizza, peeing. At this point I had to sit down and laugh, it never fails. As mama and daughter are being dragged home, I look and Candy Pants is kicking and screaming all the way, more exposed then anyone wants to see and much to my surprise with Candy Pants spread full eagle, I couldn't believe it, I spotted and saw Amelia Earhart and her missing plane. Just Kidding.