Hoopla & Such...

It's 5:33 in the afternoon, we've been at the hospital for 11 hours. Darin is unaware of all the family "hoopla" that has been taking place today. To give him some "good" reading when he's well enough to care.... here's what we are all up to at this moment:

Dad has recently asked "what direction is north?"

Brian almost got ran over on his way to the hospital.

Morgan beat your score on the "bubble wrap" game.

Michael Jackson died last week, and we are getting hourly updates about his will on the news.

Barak Obama is still president.

Luke's goal is to get 100 friends on facebook by the days end.

Collectively the Nicholls Family has spent over 273 hours on the internet this afternoon between everybodies laptops, and cell phones.

We've asserted our position as the dominant presence in the waiting room.

We've picked up a few random kids to add to the mix.

Ben has successfully created his own "family guy" episode.

Luke chatted with Kenny who is stationed in Iraq.

Luke is fairly certain he's contracted an "eye" tumor from stairing at your I-Touch too long.

The choke hold was succesfully applied to Morgan, and she passed out. Apparantly her neck isn't as big as Mark's.

Julie has given up on her Sudoku due to lack of sleep and brain power.

Morgan woke up from her coma and succesfully beat the pulp out of Luke.

Brian looks like a model from all of the new clothes Beth gave him.

Andy is attempting to study, but failing miserably with all the distractions due to animal planet that's on the tv, that just asked the question: "Do you want a couple dozen leeches ringing your doorbell?"

Dad has had the best hospital parfait of his life.

In closing, we have found enough to keep us occupied, amused, and at least consistently keeping up with the typical "hoopla" that can be found at any Nicholls' gathering.

For supper we are discussing having ice cream, blueberries, and milk. We are waiting on you for the oreos.

Ta, ta, for now...