The worst news possible

Due to my lacking in knowledge of world news I have been reading whatever is on the AOL homepage when I get on the net in the headline section. Today I read about a man saving another man in the NY subway system after the saved man had a seizure and fell onto the tracks. I then read about a settlement between a cruise company and a wife about her husband who went missing on one of their cruises during the couples honeymoon and then I flicked to the entertainment section and read bad news. Horrible news. Devastating news. Oh but first, I should point out, I didn't even know that Saddam Hussein had been executed until a friend actually in Iraq had casually mentioned it in an email. Knock knock Kelly. Anyway, the terrible news. The OC has been axed. It's final episode will be Feb 22. This is shocking. I don't think I'll ever be able to replace it. Am terribly upset about it.

But moving on because I don't know who really cares. I went for my massage yesterday. Was great, apart from the massage itself which was on a pain level of 1 - 10 at 11. My back, neck, shoulders and front bit, the decolletage or whatever it is, is so damn tight and painful that I couldn't relax during the massage. The face bit was nice though. And then afterwards I used the steam room, never been in one of them before, and loved that! Then I had a lovely shower and used fancy Aveda products (not as good as head and shoulders in my opinion, my hair feels a bit dry from it) and it was delicious. Well worth $120. I could quite easily slide into the life of spa hopping.

Today the kids and I set out early to Milwaukee to go to the childrens museum. Became slightly 'displaced' in downtown Milwaukee thanks to the exit I was supposed to take being closed due to road works. So I easily recovered from that to then discover Mapquest had given me directions to do a left turn at an intersection where you can't do a bloody left hand turn. Stumbled upon the museum by pure bloody default 20 mins later. Matthew was telling me to ask for directions (I told him to never lose that quality) or call mum, then he told me he was going to tell me (not because he was being mean but because they all thought it was great, Em was even getting into it). He was throwing in the smart comments of "oh this looks familiar, oh that's why, we drove down here just a minute ago!" But the museum was good. I enjoyed it. Miss being a kid when there's all those cool things to play with. Will go back with Em before I go (we have a pass that Pat bought that gives us a year's unlimited access to the Kohl's, Chicago and Milwaukee Children's Museums.

Then we hit the road and I swiftly got us onto the expressway. After doing drive thru Mickey D's we got home and I did crafts with Alex and Matthew, made cupcakes and then relaxed while they played Game Cube before I woke Em.

Am planning on getting into the Museum of Contemporary Art on Saturday with Kel. No chance I'm going to get my scrapbooking done. I looked at the schedule for the next few weekends and realised I'm probably going to have to work a couple of the Saturday's. Time's flying. Oh, and yesterday Cultural Care called me to say they fucked me over with my flight. Not their words of course. Am now flying United again, I'll kill someone if I don't have a TV, and have a 2 hour layover in Syd. Which means I'm either gonna need credit on my credit card or Aussie cash. I was pissed. I am still pissed. I like Sydney but wanted to fly straight to Melb. But it gets in the same time as the Qantas one, which means the Qantas one stopped there anyway and didn't say anything. Would I be more pissed knowing when I got on the plane or now? Don't know. Probably won't ever know.

Come to think of it I don't know why our homepage is the AOL one...

Pics attached from today.