touch of (in) famous.

This is just an initial post, I'll make it more detailed later. However for now, here is a video of the girls running into Billy Ray and Miley Cyrus (you know, that Hanna Montana chick)
Anyhow, the Corbett's made the news with the story. Here is the link to the story and there is a video on there as well
http://www.newschannel5.com/Global/story.asp?S=9574233

Look for the tall, dorky guy in a gray sweater, the girls are next to him. As for Reet and the boys, she's in a white coat, and Jere's in the red,white and blue jersey hitting Nate in the purple sweatshirt. (it's all within the first minute of the video. if you go past there, you missed us)

Here's the video I took.

CDC update! -Corbett Holiday style

Message announcement from the Center for Disease Control and Prevention.
- December 15 2008, A Mr Nathaniel Corbett was finally released from the hospital after a week-long vacation thanks to a Staph related infection. It appears that Mr Corbett had received the infection during his previous surgery, and by the time he was brought back to the hospital, the infection had eaten most of the bone interior. So a couple surgeries to save his leg later, the doctors announced that they are confident that the infection is under control and should be completely gone. He is currently resting at home, griping about how bored he is and "can I go outside and play football just a little bit?"

Even though the thigh-high cast and other medical devices that are attached to his leg, he believes that he should be able to tackle just like he used to. We are going to take him back to the doctors and see if any of the infection had seeped into his brain. This may provide a reason for why he acts the way he does. Otherwise, doctors predict a full recovery by late spring.

In other news, to compensate for the lack of attention that he's been receiving, Jeremiah has decided to hacksaw his leg off at just above the knee in an effort to "one up" his brother.

Older sister Haley, has been learning all about economics in school over the past couple of months. Highly influenced by these lessons, Haley has embarked on a goal of having her grade point average match the DOW Jones.

And finally, we have cute, adorable, 5 year old Mackenzie. who is still evil. {'nuff said}

And for every out there here is a little present of the little "darlings" (click on image for full size)


More blogging after the Holidays. Happy Hannakah everyone!

Halloween '08 Corbett style

Well, well. It's been one whole year since my last Halloween post and as you can see, not too much has changed since then. True, my gas bill is higher, my grocery bill has grown as well. And of course, I'm on a first-name basis with the local Children's hospital Ortho staff. So some things have changed since then, but not too much. Anyhow, With Halloween fast approaching, we began our decorating of the family domicile. Here's a night-time view of it. (Ok, I admit, the camera work stinks. just bear with me,)




And of course our Little ghosts and goblins, were getting dressed to the hilt. Except Mr. Nate of course. He had his costume perfected earlier. That of a "I really didn't break my leg in a macho sport, actually it was rather just me walking around and Opps!, it happened kinda thing" costume.

While we were waiting for the holiday to arrive, we were very pleased to find out that the other far off members of the Corbett Clan were going to come over for a visit and have a good hardy laugh at my suffering at the hands of my offspring. I guess this is one of the ways that Grandma and Grandpa Klein get their kicks in, watching payback in action.

(In defense, I would like to say that I truly do not believe that I was that bad of a child. I mean I can see me deserving one mother's curse 'I hope you have children just like...'. Yeah, I guess I sorta did something or another to deserve that. But how the heck did I end up with everyone else s curse as well?? I mean really! Not only do I get to suffer my curse, but Chris's curse, Reet's curse, Reet's sister's curse, Joe the Plumber's curse... I mean c'mon give me a break here folks!!")

Anyway, I digress. So the old folks came up to the Corbett estate, to spend some time with the 'precious darlings' as Grandma calls them. (I wonder if she is being facetious?) So here we have Mac's first victims of the season. After spending several hours of interrogating the old folks for the whereabouts of her gifts, or candy or anything that popped into her mind, Mackenzie became utterly delighted to see the arrival of fresh meat.

"Unka Cwiff!! Unka Cwiff!" she shrieked with joy as he unwarily pulled up in the driveway, oblivious to the impending doom that awaited inside. As you can see, he didn't have a clue as to what the weekend would have in store for him.

Of course Grandma welcomed the relief, so in between cooking large, extravagant meals for us, (what? you thought we wanted her to visit just for her personality?) she took some personal down-time and enjoyed several hours of "Atlantis", what ever that is. All we know is that some of the kids were getting nervous. "Dad, I think somethings wrong with grandma... She keeps screaming that she can't get to Carthage, where ever that is. It's really beginning to upset the dog."

So, while Grandma went off to find the lost something of someone, Grandpap "chilled" out and enjoyed some quality time with the ones he loves, namely Mississippi and the Golf Channel. However, he did seem to be thoroughly enjoying himself by making constant comparisons between Nate and I. He kept mumbling something about apples falling from trees into dumpsters, or something like that.

Later in the weekend we feasted out on Grandma's cooking and sat back and watched a whole new form of entertainment. We like to call it: "Can Unka Chris Escape the Demon Child?" and as you can see, he really sucked at that game. just look at the utter bliss on his face, knowing that his cute, little niece just loves him sooo much, and; "We'll be da best of friends, and we'll color Barbie books together, and we'll play with my dolls together, and... Unka Cwif! are you listening!?" By the time she got to the point that she thought it would be a great idea if she moved in with him and 'aunt Julie', 'unka cwiff' took the better part of valor and ran for the hills.

Ahh, but don't worry Chris, our little horseman of the apocolypse is out there even now, looking for you.

"You can't escape me Unka Cwiff!!"

All in all, a very enjoyable Halloween. Once the old folks headed back home, we got ready for the annual invasion of trick-or-treaters. I was not allowed to hand out the candy this year. {Sniff} Reet said that people just wouldn't get the 'sexual predator costume' thing. So I ending up just taking Mac around the neighborhood and watch her enjoying herself as she beat up people for candy. (She really does enjoy herself.) As for the other kids, they are "too old and sofisticated" to be trick or treating with us. So we agreed that they were growing up and not to worry about it. and since they are so "mature" now, we have decided to charge $650.00 a month from each for room and board.

-needless to say, they changed their minds and decided to come along with us.


Anyhow, Here's a nice little bit of horror to celebrate Halloween with. Nate getting his leg operated on. Enjoy!

Taking a break...

Well, normally taking a break would be good thing, but as usual, we never do anything normal at the Corbett estate.

Story so far, life as usual *as can be. continues on at our humble adobe. Mac is busy making further plans for world domination, she keeps mumbling stuff about Poland. Anyhow, Haley is practicing her acceptance speech to the academy award for best dramatic performance while being tormented by her brothers. While the girls are busy with whatever it is that they are doing, Me and Reet are busy doing some basic housework, while Nate and Jere are outside playing. Well to make a long story short; when Nate asked if he could go outside and play with his friends, I said, "Sure, break a leg."

Nate, that just was a figure of speech!! Damn it!

Well Nate ended up breaking his leg in multiple places. Now how, do you ask, did Nate do this? Did he do it during this football play? (Nate and Jere's are in blue). Nope.

Was he surrounded by 15 Texas ninjas armed to the teeth, telling him that if he supported Obama they'd break his legs and send him to Alaska? Naa.



Nate received this injury playing one of the most extremely dangerous sports known to man: Frisbee. Or as he calls it "Ultimate Frisbee!!" which is the same as plain frisbee, but with the word "ultimate" in front of it to sound cool for the chicks.

Here we have the lovely Shannon Elizabeth
reenacting Nathan's accident.


So after rushing Mr Nate to the ER and having 12 medical Phd's looking at his X-rays and giving us that in their professional opinion: "Wooo wee! That had to hurt! Damn, that really looks broke to me!"

Needless to say, Nate ended up with a titanium plate with several screws running through the leg. And also an official notice that the football season is officially over for him. That leaves Jere alone on the defensive line to handle the nice 250lbs linemen.

-He'll be fine. If not, him and Nate might get matching casts! Cool eh?

Anyhow, Now that he's finally out of the hospital and safely home, I'm going to get some shut-eye.

hmmm, I wonder if I should tell him about the bag of marbles i left on the steps? naa, Maybe tomorrow.

Lazy, crazy days of Summer

Ahh those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer have finally come and gone. The days of sun, fun and goofing off were welcomed by most of the members of the Corbett clan (the kids), while the mounting grocery bills, air conditioning bills, and trashing of the house were reviled by the rest (the parents). So as the school buses arrive to pick up the last of our happy children. We smile as they are forcefully dragged inside the bus, clawing and holding on to anything that would prevent their return to school. The screams of, “It’s not fair! Summer can’t be over yet! I’m too young for the 5^th grade!!”, brings a tear to our eye.

While the house is now finally quiet and some semblance of order returns to the clan house, let us reflect on the fun and good times that the summer season had brought.

Being prepared. Well as the summer started off, everyone wanted to make sure that they had all of the essential items needed for survival of the summer. Here we can see that Nate had stockpiled his supplies that would get him through those harsh, hot days. He figured that 20 gallons of Monster ™ drink should see him though just nicely.

Unfortunately, three hours later Nate had completely drained all of his provisions. On the bonus side, he made into the Guinness book of world’s records by having the world’s fastest heart rate of 1,400 while standing still. This smashes the previous record held by the Amazonian humming bird whose natural heart rate is 800. Once we peeled Nate off the ceiling, we decided that a wonderful picnic out by the lake would hit the spot.

Lake time. Here in Nashville, they have a wonderful man-made lake called Percy Priest lake. (Why it’s called that is anyone’s guess. Perhaps a priest named Percy was drowned there?) Anyhow, after packing up some food and bathing suits, we hopped into the van and drove up to the lake. The ride was pleasant enough considering all of the extra room we had since Nate decided to run the 40 mile instead of ride along with us. (Man, those Monsters are really something.) Here we are kicking back and relaxing. Nate wanted to go fishing, which in itself was surprising, but the fact that he wanted to catch fish by swimming after them, disturbed us greatly. (That does it, no more Monsters for that kid.)

Here we see Nate fishing in a more traditional manner. However, some of the effects of the caffeine are still apparent Note: he’s standing in 50’ of water. But still too hyped up to sink. After grueling hours of fishing Nate’s patience was finally rewarded. Here you can see the turtle that was caught. The look of excitement on his face pretty much says it all. (Dad, fishing sucks!)

While Nate kept himself busy fishing, Jeremiah and Rita decided to explore the wonders of one of the many islands the lake possessed. Here we see Jeremiah and Rita taking a relaxing walk through a nature tail. Looking at all of nature’s wonder, one can learn so much. For example, Jeremiah learned to never again wipe himself with poison sumac leaves.

Next we see Jeremiah arrive on the beach just in time to see the last boat of the day leaving for the mainland. (Bye Jere! We’ll come back for you! We promise! No, really we

will! We mean it this time!)

While the boys were having their fun, the girls sat back and enjoyed the sun. After several restraining orders were issued to the girls by the parents of some of the boys, The girls decided it was time to eat. Chasing boys takes up tons of energy! Here we have the lovely Rita mistress of the BBQ grill working up some culinary delights. Yup the best pork –n- beans that money could buy. Well as we all sat down and thoroughly enjoyed the meal, we began to wonder why it was so peaceful. Only the far off echo of a boys cry from some far away island that reminded us. Ahh yes, it was going to be a peaceful dinner indeed. We think Nate ate dinner with us. It was hard to tell if that particular blur was him or not, but the fact that he mentioned something about seeing if he could climb every tree in the forest made us think that it might be him.(Really, that boy has to lay off the caffeine.)

Beech Bend: Later in the season we traveled up to Kentucky to the world famous Beech Bend park. Ok, it’s not really world famous. Actually, I don’t think that it’s even Kentucky famous. Anyhow, We felt that it would be fun to have a day of rides, junk food, and swimming. Note, when I say ‘we’ I really mean ‘the kids’. The adults would not have minded a day of just sitting down and doing something called ‘breathing’. A quaint little park out in the middle of nowhere, Beech Bend has your basic needs for an amusement park; mary-go-rounds, spinning rides, vomit bags, overpriced soda and roller coasters. Here we see our lovely Rita enjoying a peaceful ride with Jeremiah and Haley on the Kentucky Rumbler. News reports stated that 200 miles away, People complained of a noise that sounded vaguely like a 30-something woman screaming, “You ungrateful little brats! I’ll kill you if we survive!”

Mackenzie had fun as well. Here we can see her in what looks like her petting a horse. In actuality, she was demanding that the pony follow her every command or suffer the fate of “ a quick trip to the Elmer’s glue factory”. –Darling little child. (Don’t worry folks. The horse physiatrist says the pony will make a full recovery.)

After being forcefully removed from the petting zoo for issuing threats, Mackenzie sulked for a while until she found a vent for her frustration. Unfortunately, I had been ‘volunteered’ for the position of assistant. What follows next is one of the scariest photos ever taken in the history of the world. Yes, that is correct. Mackenzie behind the wheel of a vehicle. Even though the car was firmly attached to a track and none of the pedals works, she somehow managed to divert the vehicle off-track and mow down 20 people while joyfully screaming “20 points! MuhAhaHa! 30 points for the old lady!!”

Meanwhile, Haley was having the time of her life as well. Riding rides, eating junk food, and even won a “Drama queen” competition. However her fun came to a sudden end when unbeknownst to Haley, Jeremiah covered her bathing suit with rubber cement. She didn’t notice it until it was too late as she was already halfway down the water slide. It took paramedics 2 ½ hours to remove the suit from her tush. (Again, don’t worry. She’ll be fine)

Anyhow, after all was said and done, we thanked God that summer had finally came to a close and our precious little bundles of joy were back where they belonged: behind a desk sleeping the class away with drool coming down their faces. Speaking of sleeping, an interesting note was that on the way back from the lake while Nathan was running along side the car, he suddenly passed out and had slept for 3 days straight. When we were notified by the local highway patrol that we had a passed out son on the highway, they told us that we really needed to pick him up, since he had been there for a day and a half already. They also mentioned that he kept muttering something about needing more ‘Monsters’ .

I leave you with a final token of our summer. Please enjoy this video of Reet enjoying the 'Kentucky Rumbler'

So I wanna be famous...

Ok, I guess it's everyone's dream (unless you are in a witness protection program) to become famous. Right? Well there i was looking around the internet and I saw this interesting site that promotes casting for T.V. shows based on a voting structure. In other words, those who get clicked on the most, get to star in a show. Anyhow, This is for a discovery channel show and they are looking for a host. Now I know what you're thinking: who else would be better to host a t.v. show than me??

-I agree. So with your help, I might get that chance to show the whole world... Me.
And then be afraid, be VERY afraid.

If you want to go ahead and vote for me, click here. http://www.gotcast.com/jcorbett

Together, we can show the world Real entertainment.

Note: I just realized that in order to vote, you would have to create an account. Yeah, it's free and all, but it's still a hassle. So don't worry too much about it. I'll show the world some other way. Maybe I'll release the "darling" children upon them... [[MUHahHAhHAha]]

UPDATE: I lost. go figure. Well I didn't do tooo bad though. I came in at #72 out of 1,500
but maybe I'll try again some other day.

This new old house...

Hidie ho folks! I know that I haven't been doing too many postings here. But to be rather honest, there hasn't been too much to report. Most of the time I've been locked up in the corporate America dungeon having fun. So that leaves the little wifey alone with the 'beasts'. However not everything has been fun and games for me. Every once in awhile I find myself fortunate enough to come home just in time to participate in some joyous occasions that Reet so lovingly calls "home improvments". Actually, I come to tears just thinking about it even now.
Here we can see the lovely Reet in her natural environment, Home Depot. Ahh, one can only imagine what wonderful ideas are flowing through her mind as she looks lovingly at the home appliance and hardwood floor sections.

After spending some time with the local tribesman of Home Depot "we" came up with some great ideas for fixing up the house.
*note: this is the same "we" that decided that "I" should go up on the roof to hang Christmas lights.
The main thing that needed done was to paint all of the kids' rooms. (Joy!!) We figured that we would start with the youngest first, Mackenzie. Mainly because she would be the most likely to change her mind while we work, so if we knock her room out first, then she would have to wait till later to complain.
However, after several trips with us to the "wonderful world of Home Depot" it became clear that she would start her complaints early. Eventually, we procured all of the needed items and went directly to work. Well actually we did have to make one last stop before starting. So one bottle of Jack Daniels later We laid out our stuff and began. Actually, I began complaining and Reet began changing her mind on some of the stuff. So needless to say, the project would have to start some time later.

After a few days of blood sweat and tears. (mainly tears) we were done with Mac's room. As you can see, Mac took no time in pointing out some "issues" that she saw with her room. "Daddy, Cinderella looks like a bimbo! Where did you learn to paint, Romper Room? You call this art?" -Wonderful little girl.

Well, that was one kid down, three to go...

Next up was Nathan. As usual, he placed much time and consideration on how he wanted his room to look. "Uh... I dunno. Whatever works for me. Just as long as it's cool." So once we deciphered what the teenager really meant we came to the conclusion that he wanted "something" and that in all honesty he had no idea what he wanted. So Reet came up with a LSU theme for his room. With of course me to execute it. Needless to say, the blood sweat and tears began in earnest once more. Believe it or not, the hardest part actually was evicting a pair of socks that had lived under his bed for a couple of years. But once the ham and cheese sandwich with the green hair talked to them, we came to a mutual understanding. (they now pay rent.) Eventually, after several days and thousands of coats of paint, the finished product came out nicely. (at least that's a parent's opinion, not a teenager's)

Two down, two to go...

By this time Reet had gathered up enough time at Home Depot that she had not only been given frequent flyer miles by the company, and a letter of appreciation from the CEO, but the workers had begun to reserve her her favorite shopping cart, and knew her on a first name basis. (Thoughts of Norm from 'Cheers' comes to mind)

Next up was Jeremiah. From the get go I knew this room would be one tough nut to crack. Mainly this was because I knew the occupant was a nut to begin with. Getting a layout for what he wanted felt close to getting teeth extracted with a spoon. "Oh! I want my room to look like this!" followed several minutes later with: "Oh, wait! Not that! I want the walls and ceiling covered in black with fiber-optic cables simulating the entire northern sky! and then have all of my Star-wars legos suspended above recreating the famous battle from 'Return of the Jedi'. Oh! also could you have the legos hooked up with lights and sound as well? Cool, thanks dad!" By this time I had decided to exercise the better part of valor and high tail it out of there for good. However, Reet was one step ahead of me and posted guards out in the back yard towards the woods. "Mommy! daddy's trying to escape again!!"

I would have gotten away free too if it wasn’t for that meddling kid! Ever since that little stinker got her motorcycle, she’s been acting like Ponch from C.H.I.P.S. (minus the bugs on the teeth)

Well after being dragged back kicking and screaming, I started to work on his final design. “I want it to have the San Diego Chargers colors.” Ok, simple enough request. “… with diagonal striping.” I knew it was too good to be true. So I sat down and began to work. Once done, my initial thought was: “Hmm, this looks like a necktie. A very ugly necktie.” But considering that it’s his room and not mine and that it didn’t require installing fiber-optic lighting and surround-sound, it would do.

Finally, I was down to the last of the Mohicans, Haley. I figured her room would probably be the one that hurt the most. And again, I was proven right. The conversation between us and her went something as follows:

“So, what do you want your room to look like?”
“Huh?”
“How do you want us to paint your room?”
“Oh! I would like it painted with colors…”
“Ok, we figured out that part. Anything specific?”
“Oh! Polka dots. Lots of them! Oh! And I want neon green and pink… Actually, instead of polka dots, can you make it look like a lava lamp? And zoo animals and horses running all over the walls? Jere said that you could hook up sound and lights too.”
“Uh… lets just stick with the dots for now, ok?”

“ok…..{{sniff}}”

I figured that this room might not be as bad as the other ones after all. That was until Reet brought up the idea of creating a desk with bookshelves for her that would attach to the wall. Hanging my head in despair, I knew what this would mean.

Home Depot, here we come.

“Hey Reet, welcome back! We saved your favorite shopping cart for ya! Ready for your next big project??” –man, how I want to slug those creeps. However, an interesting side note was that later that night I had noticed that they had a reason to be happy to see her. If you look at this stock market ticker, you can see when Reet started to visit them regularly. (can you spot it??)

Well, anyhow, we began our work in earnest. The first step would be to clean her room out. Sounds simple enough, maybe get a bag or two of garbage out while we're at it, right?

Not quite. Here you can see the final truck load being emptied from her room. I guess when EPA shows up, then you really do have a messy bedroom. One good thing did come out of cleaning up her room, though: we found out that her walls were painted pink, and she actually had 4 walls. (we could never really tell before)

After more blood, sweat, tears, and a few trips to Belleview mental facility, I,... er i mean "we" completed her room. Along with bookcases, desk and assorted other things. So I sat back grabbed a fifth, and hid in my closet for several days, sucking my thumb. Fortunately, the nightmare is over and I can go back to my normal day to day activities, like groaning about how much I love work and such. However I still do suffer a slight twitch in my left eye each time the love of my life (Uh, that's Reet, in case you were wondering..) looks around and says: "Hmm, you know what? I've got an idea.."

New Home.. Well sorta.

No, we have not moved. at least not the house.
Well, Just in case anyone ever found out, I have a new address for the trials and tribulations of the Corbett clan. yup, the new address is http://www.jeffcorbett.com. So I figured it would be an easier name to remember than http://www.OH-MY-GOD-THESE-INSUFFERABLE-LITTLE-BASTARDS-ARE-
DRIVING-ME-UP-A-WALL.com
See? it just doesn't roll off the tongue quite as well.

Snow days

Well believe it or not, we actually had a few days of snow in good ole` Tennessee. Of course this meant the every redneck in 100 miles thought it would be a perfect time to try some new tricks they had been working on on the highway. Famous last Redneck words: "Hey! Jethro! Check this out!!" Even so, we Corbetts decided to venture out into the great outdoors to enjoy it. Of course the boys exploded into balls of fire as their skin came into contact with sunlight. "Arghh! it burns! it burns! What is that bright thing in the sky? it has been so long since we have been outside to remember!" On the other hand, that have made high scores in "Full metal killer" on their PS2 after 2,403 hours non-stop.
Here we are with them having fun in the snow.




Well, that was fun! we only had to call the ambulance twice, but once the proctologist removed the tree from Jere, we were good to go! As you can tell, Mac ruled the slopes and would "take out" anyone foolish enough to take her on. Haley had a fun time riding down the slopes as well. That is until Nate and Jere showed her a "wicked hill" that she could use. I just hope that they told her there is a cliff at the end of that hill. Since they are her brothers,

I'm sure that they will, since her safety is their #1 concern. Even Reet got into the action. This really surprised me, so I wasted no time in getting her on the hill, that is once she had signed the life insurance policy. I wonder how Hawaii is this time of year??? hmmm...
Well after fun on the slopes we decided to do another fun winder activity and support our local lose..., err, I mean our local hockey team. So in no time at all we headed up to Nashville to see the Predators lose to the Capitals. 2-4. Yea, Team!


All in all, a fun time was had by all, I even lost some weight during the game! The kids must have sucked out at least 5lbs of money out of my wallet. So if you ever want a quick way to lose weight, bring the little darlings.

Late Cruising

Well it's been a bit since I've done any additions to the blog, but I wanted to wait till I was really busy with other things before I tried to add anything here. ( I really have to rethink my strategy.) Anywho, we've had an interesting December. The major highlight of the month was the annual cleaning of the toilets! The winner was Mackenzie and the runner-up was Jeremiah. So as the tradition goes, the winner must clean out the toilets with the runner-up. Boy, you think getting the stink out of a skunk spray is bad! That's nothing compared to what "brownie boy" smelled like!

Other than that... not too much happened in December. Nope.

Oh yeah.. there was that other thing that we did. it was a cruise of some sort. Yeah, after a very generous donation from the "Chuck-L-Head foundation for procrastinators" we headed down to the land of sunshine, oranges, and really, really old farts. After spending several hours doing 40mph in the passing lane to make us blend in better, we were ready to set sail off to exotic foreign lands such as Detroit. But on the way, we would stop at several places. The boat took our breath away. Just looking at it, took our breath away. That was until we were told that we were looking at the wrong boat. Our boat was over "there". Ahh well, we would just learn to make do with what we had.

On route, the family got together and talked about old times. One highlight was when me and Chris finally laid to rest the rumor that we looked alike. As you can see, there is no family resemblance whatsoever. If you need help, I'm the good looking one on the right.

We even took time out from our usual scaring of dinner guests to pose for a photo. One of the problems with the food was the fact that you had to really work for it! It usually ended up as a tie between me and Chris for the first dibs on the Poo-poo platter.
I mean, whoever thought of putting the freaking buffet on top of the wall should be shot.

Well, once we got to some of our stops, it was time to relax and enjoy... even more time with the family. Yeaa.

On the island of Jamaica, We were surprised at their level of sophistication when it came to plumbing. Here you can see Reet taking advantage of their shower facilities at Dunn's falls. I decided against posting the picture of Nate using the toilet at the local water fountain. ('nuff said.) While trying our best to avoid the locals like the plague, we had some fun and excitement. It not in every foreign country where you can play that fun game of : " Ok, Mr. Smart Ass, you got us lost, you figure it out!!" for 3 hours! Ahh fun indeed. While we laid out in the sun, our little one, Mackenzie played in the sand. It was cute watching her as she built structure after structure in the sand. It was only when we realized that some of the sculptures looked a lot like maps of Europe and Russia, that we became nervous. Haley took a picture of it. Click here to see it. Other than that, we participated in some of the local customs, such as buy vast quantities of booze, and seeing how much you can drink before you have to get back on the ship and declare it.
-Very fun custom.

However, the day also meant that I had to part ways with a new friend that I had made. "Little poo-poo" quickly grew fond of me during the short time that we had. He even took it upon himself to take a little token of our time together, namely my hat. So in return, I too took a momento to remember him by... namely his life. Ahh, "Lil poo-poo" indeed.

Well before the owner could show up, we decided that it was best to head back on the ship. We had made it to gang-plank when we had noticed that one of our members was missing! Who could it be??? Well it turned out that it was none other then our precious little Mac. It had seemed that while I was saying my "goodbyes" to dear, sweet "lil poo-poo" the police were chasing after a ruthless shoplifter that they had caught at the local liquor store. The scoundrel got away with 5 gallons of premium run. (Good Girl!)







Well as the sun went down on our little vacation, we sat back and had a good old time, Singing and dancing was done by all, as you can see by the following pictures.








All I know is that was some mighty fine chicken that they had!! Finger licking good, if your will. But we reflected on the cruise and how, even though we had a great time, we must eventually face the music and head back to that thing called reality. Which we all accepted regretfully. Well when I say " we all" I mean, "we all, except Reet. Who went screaming down the halls, 'You can't make me go back! They'll never find me!! They'll never take me alive!! I don't wanna go!!' " - You know what I mean.

So after a nice escort by the armed forces off of the ship, we headed back home, trying to forget the fun, excitement, warm weather, and general heaven that we experienced for a week. The only thing that made the kids want to go back home was the fact that the next day would be Christmas, and they wanted to see how much we had drained our income to appease the little beasties. Me and Reet however, we just thought of how nice it would be to kick back on that balcony deck with a drink and listen to the ocean as we watched the sun set.. Pretending that our children were well behaved, and normal.

Well then, until next time. Chow!

-The Corbett Clan-