Monday, December 21, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
BTW...love you mom even if you are a Packers fan!
Saturday, December 19, 2009
P.S. This topic has been driving my husband crazy. I go on a 5 minute rant every time I see it and he tells me I need to get a life every time. Huh, I think I am observant, not in need of a life.
P.P.S. My absolute favorite commercial right now is the one where the dad is trying to fix something behind the t.v. to make it work and the rest of his family is laughing hysterically as one of his sons is filming his behind, which is shown on the t.v. screen. The girl with her face in the pillow slapping the couch makes me do the same thing every time I see it. Ok, maybe I do need to get a life. Seriously...
Monday, December 14, 2009
P.S. No, I am not a materialistic bitch. I want only a healthy and happy family for Christmas. That is just a list of things that if I had all the money in the world that is what I would buy! Don't judge.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
~I am still struggling with being pregnant again, so soon. I know that it is a huge blessing. I totally get that. I understand that there are so many people out there who want nothing more then a baby. I am super blessed to be able to have babies and I love them with all my spirit, heart, and being. It is just taking a little longer then I thought to have the shock wear off. I secretly fear that I will not love this little one as much as the others. Sweet Jesus I hope I am SO wrong. Oh and I am getting my usual "pregnancy headaches" seriously every day now. I don't remember getting them in the second trimester so I thought I had escaped them this time. I was wrong and now I have a cranky 10 year old and a crankier 16 month old. That makes for a CRANKIEST mom.
~I love my job. I am so thankful that I even HAVE a job. But at the same time, I don't like my job. I am the only one who does what I do. That makes it very hard to take a day off. It puts a lot of pressure and frustration on me to make sure I am there every day, no matter what. That includes making Maggie go to daycare after giving her advil to make sure she doesn't seem warm even though she has a slight fever. Then I cross my fingers that she isn't cranky at the sitters so the sitter doesn't check her temp! I am making myself sick with this season of sickness because I cannot miss a day of work. That makes you not like your job so much. That and I asked for a day off next month and I was told begrudgingly that they would try to "make it work". I just told them I was pregnant and I feel like I am being treated a little different. Like you are taking time off when you have this baby, don't you think that is all the time off you need. In other words, don't even think of being gone a day until that lil one pops out!
~My husband had an unusual harvest season as I am sure you remember me bitching about. Well the crops are out yet I haven't seen him. That better change or my marital status will!!!
~I am having a hard time getting into the Christmas spirit. Partly because of this damn weather. I would like to fall asleep and wake up in the spring. Maybe I was meant to be a bear. I hope that is what I am in my next life.
So I hope I didn't send anyone into a deep depression while reading this. It is no fun being there, but I hope you all tell me to "snap out of it twinkle toes...it could be a lot worse"!!! Thanks for listening to me do what I do best....bitch!!! Seriously...
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
~We had a great time with friends and family! Lots of get togethers and lots of cranky Maggie to go around but overall, I have great kids!
~Lots of good food! Holy guacamole! Wait, guacamole may be the only thing I didn't eat over the last 3 days. I *heart* turkey!
~I actually think Maggie may have out eaten all of us, including her dad! She never stopped. Makayla didn't eat much at all...maybe because Maggie ate it all!
~5 dollars that Maggie's favorite holiday ends up being Turkey day!
~I am so thankful that I have family with a great sense of humor! I especially want to send a humor shout out to a certain Aunt and Uncle. Without them and their sense of humor I would need to be medicated!!
~I am so thankful that my husband continues to put up with me. I decided to clean the house on Fri/Sat and I mean top to bottom. I may or may not have cussed/shouted/threatened to move out if it didn't stay that way. Oh and I told him to get a new profession...for the 628 time this fall!
~Now.....drumroll please.......WE ARE EXCITED TO ANNOUNCE................
WE ARE CRAZY ENOUGH TO.........
GIVE THIS PARENTING THING ONE MORE GO-AROUND.....
Yep...THIRD TIMES A CHARM!!!!!!!!!!!
BABY KELLEY3 IS ON THE WAY!!!!!!!!!
This was a complete surprise to us. Yes, we know how babies are made. That is why we were "protected" or so we thought! The last three months have been hell and I wanted to bitch about how awful I have been feeling but wanted the shock to wear off. It still hasn't but I figured if I can openly talk about it on here, I will probably have nothing to bitch about!!! Seriously...
Monday, November 23, 2009
Characters...Receptionist and Patients Mom
I was in the sterilization room and overheard the following conversation.
Recept: I was told the first two days post op would be ok and then it would get worse for a couple days and then get better. Today is the worst day so far but overall it isn't as painful as I thought.
My thoughts while I was hearing this was: "holy shit, please tell me she is not telling a patients mom about her boob job!"
Then pts Mom says: The first time I had them done it was a lot more painful then when I got them redone
Holy boobs batman, they are sharing boob job stories! Seriously, I can't make this shit up!
BTW, she had the surgery done on Wed. of last week and her boobs are still touching her chin, I hope they go down and are not a result of the "deal" she got!
Move on to me picking up Maggie from the sitters. When I get there, the sitter tells me that she !really! thinks I need to take Maggie to the doctor. Oh, great, not this again. I did not take her this weekend, even after her fever on Friday night because it never came back. And her snot is clear, she just has a ton of it. Well, she "highly recommended" I take her. In saying that maybe I should not bring her back until she sees the dr. So because I have no husband at the time being I made the executive decision to take her to prompt care. I can't miss anymore work for sick kids. I dont' want to be fired just yet! So I take her....to the disgusting yet conveniently open for working parents who don't want to miss work...Prompt Care. Let me tell you how that went!
Setting: Waiting room
Characters: Me, Maggie(in a stroller so she cant run around touching all the dirtiness that is on everything), a 2 year old boy, a clueless mom and a very disengaged dad.
2 year old is running wild, touching every magazine, well throwing the magazines all over the waiting area. Oh wait he just moved on to pulling every kleenex out of the box. Oh no she didnt, she just put them back in the box. Ewwww. Note to self. Don't read the magazines and don't use the kleenex!
2 year old sees Maggie and comes barreling over to her(still in her stroller) and reminds me of a St. Bernard. He has slobber running out of his mouth. His hands just came out of his mouth and they are dripping as well. My thoughts are "please don't make me stiff arm you, please don't make me trip you, please don't come near my precious well behaved baby girl". Holy sickness batman, he just touched the stroller. I say to him, "oh no, please don't touch the stroller, my little girl is sick and you don't want to get even sicker". The mom tells me "oh he isn't sick, we think he has pink eye". Are you f*cking kidding me. So pink eye is ok to spread all over the waiting room. What are you thinking, it makes it better because it isn't the flu?! I get out my wipes and wipe down her stroller. I do not care who I offend at this point. We are not letting some ignorant lazy mom allow her demon child to give my little girl pink eye. I ignore her attempts to make conversation. I am actually texting my husband telling him what is going on. He tells me to kick the kid. I am so tempted.
Final story. The Dr who looks about 20, and has the confidence of a worm, asks my 15 month old to open wide for her as she attempts to put a tongue depressor in her mouth. Maggie sucks on it like it is a Popsicle and wont' open. Yet, she still manages a smirk as the Dr says again, "can you open really big". I think I know exactly what Maggie is thinking and I too am smirking! Finally, she tells me that she thinks she has a ear infection. She says thinks because it could be healing on its own or just getting started. She tells me several times that she is going to give me a script for Amox and not to have it filled until she continues to have a fever and/or gets worse. Well let me tell you, Meijer had her Amox ready in less then 10 minutes as she was screaming and we stood right in front of the counter the whole time. And she thought I was serious when I agreed to wait to have it filled! Seriously...
Friday, November 20, 2009
She takes a later nap this afternoon then she usually does. So when she wakes up at 5:30 I am super pissed that she has a fever. 102.8. Are you kidding me. Seriously! She waits until after the doctors office is closed and then she gets a damn fever. So now I have to take her to prompt care tomorrow and sit in a germ infested waiting room for hours and get us infected with everything everyone else has. Kids, you gotta love them. Go figure, I was home for a year with 2 kids and not once did they get sick. Now, I am working and it is like they are making up for lost time! Seriously...
Thursday, November 19, 2009
When my husband told me he had a board meeting at lunch on a recent day that he got rained out from harvesting, I asked him what board he was on. He informed me that they were bored and decided to have lunch together. To make the wives happy, they tell them they have a "bored meeting"to make it sound like it is necessary! Clever I must say!
I just may have to have my own "bored meeting" some night with the girls! Then we will see how clever he thinks he is! Seriously...
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Enough about that. Onto other areas of craziness. Makayla is driving me crazy, which is nothing new. Her cheerleading schedule and the cost are about to drive me to an early grave. Her wonderful oboe is in the shop and she will officially have missed two oboe lessons tomorrow. That pisses me off but glad to not have the noise!! Maggie and I have come down with a cold. Nothing major, just your common cold. I cannot tell you how much better you feel when you have a cold as opposed to the piggy flu! I don't like a snotty nose on myself, but I will take it any day over the piggy flu! Maggie is now saying so many words! Here is a list of her favorites:
mommy, daddy, happy, ball, bug, peas(for please...it is so cute, she gets whatever she asks for when she says"peas"), go-go-go, deac(for her friend Deacon at the sitter), up, out, pretty, all done, uh oh, ouchie, sock, shoe, coat, kids, and lots of things that I can't figure out! She can moo like a cow and roar like a lion. She impresses us everyday!! She refuses to say any form of Makayla and I think she knows exactly what she is doing!!
Oh and there is something I am going to wait a couple more weeks to spill....it involves my oldest daughter and you will get a kick out of it!!!
Sorry this isn't funny or witty, just giving the scoop on why I have been MIA. Miss you all and will be back to blogging soon! I promise! Seriously...
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I told Makayla to call me ANYTIME, even at 2 in the a.m. if she wasn't comfortable and I would come get her. The girls that were there have not always been respectful of each other and really, down right mean to each other.
Makayla called me at 1:53 a.m. this morning. Luckily her dad was up with lil crab cakes(cookie right before bed, not a great idea!) and got the call. He asked her what was wrong, she said she wasn't having fun and wanted to come home. He asked if she was ok and she said never mind and hung up. I am so glad I was asleep and didn't know this until this morning. He said she wasn't crying and she just sounded tired. I would have gone right over there and gotten her but he let it go.
I had my wonderful husband pick her up early as I was worried. When she got home and I asked her how it was, she started crying. First, she was SUPER tired, not much sleep. Then she got right into what had happened. One of the girls at the party was the culprit for the phone call. This particular girl has been nothing but a headache for us. Let me share with you.
We had her spend the night and she was SO rude to my husband and I and even worse to Makayla. I offered her everything we had to eat and drink, she wouldn't even answer me. She pouted the whole time she was here and completely ignored anyone trying to talk to her. I offered to take her home several times and I should have just put her ass in the car and taken her home. Well I guess she did the same thing at the sleepover last night. Glad it wasn't just us!
She was on our cheerleading team and while at a water park resort with the team she stole a key chain from the gift shop. She is not someone I want my daughter around. I was livid when we were on our way home and Makayla told me that. Supposedly her mom found out and made her send a letter and the key chain back. Or so the girl told my daughter when I threatened to go to her mom.
She is insanely jealous of everyone at all times. To the point where Makayla feels bad about wearing something new because it will cause this particular girl to stop talking to her. I have told Makayla several times that she is not worth her time but Makayla has such a huge heart that she makes herself available to even mean girls.
She is very physically rough too. She threw a wii remote at Makayla at the party because she was beating her. She always punches girls in the stomach at school. Smacks people in the back. Ridiculous.
So, how do we handle this girl. She is crazy and I think we will see her name in the paper in the future, and not for good things. I was all worried about the host and her daughter and it turns out that that was the least of my worries!!! Seriously...
Saturday, October 24, 2009
~Maggie is now being referred to as a bull in a china store. She learned at the sitters that all she has to do is scream/grunt/yell at the twin 2 year old boys who are smaller then her and they give her what they have. They don't even put up a fight.
~She also tries to walk through her toys, not around them. She is the center of her universe and we are just props.
~Makayla is well again, although looking like a twig. She wasted away to nothing with her piggy flu. Don't be worried, she has ALL of her sass back and a little extra to make up for being so compliant for the week.
~I don't know if I have the piggy flu/stomach flu/or just good ole exhaustion! Whatever it is, it can kiss my big squishy ass!!
~My sister is getting married!!!!! MP proposed on Thursday night and her ring is
~My house is at the point where it would be easier to move then try to clean it. Actually, clean is what it is, cluttered and a disarray is how is looks!
~Farmer Joe got a good 5 days in the field and got rained out just in time for me to lay in bed for a couple days. I love weather and clearly that rain dance I did in my head worked this time!
That is all for now, I will let all this soak in and get back to blogging more regularly when I am feeling better!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Too tired to post anything tonight that makes sense. So here is a run down.
~Went to the Vikings/Rams game yesterday! It was awesome, the Vikings stomped the Rams and we enjoyed every second of it!!! I love football.
~Maggie is finally feeling better, just a little runny nose here and there.
~Makayla is going as Nancy Drew for Halloween. It was one of the only costumes that did not look like she was going as a stripper...at age 10.
~My sinus infection is NOT going away and I am ready to do a little surgery on myself. Don't know what I would do but something has to happen.
~My house is a disaster due to a busy weekend, going back to work and no one helping me. I officially don't care until I feel better.
~I love my mom!
~I miss my sister!
~I loved hangin out with my brothers at the game!
~I don't like starting new jobs, yet I love change, go figure. Really, I miss the hell out of the girls from the old job.
Ok, that is enough to put you to sleep. Hope you all can be patient and keep reading even if they make no sense and may skip a day. I am off to bed. Seriously...
Saturday, October 10, 2009
We were driving home from a baby shower in Chicago and I was feeding lil crabby. Well I get severely car sick so I wanted to get into the front seat but didn't want to stop to do it. I thought how hard is it to go over the seat. So I make the attempt. I guess I am a bit of a reverse anorexic/bulimic. I think I am smaller then I am.
I got stuck. Really?!
Oh boy did I get stuck. I had half of my body over the headrest and my head wedged against my dear hubby. Maybe it was my approach.
Maybe it is because a grown woman shouldn't climb over the front seat. If I was smaller, like my daughter it wouldn't have been a problem. I guess that is why they made doors on vehicles. Seriously...
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
P.S. Lots of changes going on here in my reality so keep checking back for the breaking news...
Saturday, October 3, 2009
My mom was coming over last night to watch crabby 1 and crabby 2 so my husband and I could have a date night. I don't think she will come back. Not because we "forgot" to feed the crabbies before we left, stayed out way past our curfew, or because the crabby kids tied her up and put her in a closet so they could shot gun Dr. Peppers. No, it is because of this.
Yes, you see that creature on the top of my moms car? That would be one of the ferocious turkeys that our jack ass neighbor is "raising wild". Remember, they travel together. Where are the other two you are asking? Let me show you...
Since we only had two cars in the area, one got the shaft and had to stay on the ground behind the trailblazer. Quite the funny guys, those turkeys. So, please send sympathy that we are prisoners of our own home because some jack monkey decided to be damn Dr. Doolittle and think having wild turkeys would be so much fun for this country neighborhood.
I think our dog, who we got scolded by Dr Doolittle for him eating his chickens, was only trying to protect us and the underground fence will be malfunctioning next time he is away from animal kingdom. Seriously...
Friday, October 2, 2009
P.S. I think we may celebrate Thanksgiving three times this year.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
"Next time you want to get crabalicious up after she has only cried for a total of 2.3 seconds and bring her to me while I am sleeping and then leave, please smash my head against a brick wall as I think that would be less painful...love your cranky wife"
I get it that he wants to see her in the morning before he leaves for work. Whatever. I am a mom, I have a sixth sense on when she is crying to be crying and when she is awake and needs to get up. Her crying didn't even wake me up so therefore, she was not ready to get up. For the next two and a half hours she was awake, she cried or whined for two hours and 29 minutes.
Next time he does that I think I will have to drop her off with him and tell him, enjoy! Seriously...
P.S. If crabalicious is going to be sick and have a fever all winter long, there is not enough alcohol in the world to get me through this. Or drugs for that matter. Just kidding mom, kinda!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
*these are my thoughts, please don't think I am pretending to be an expert, I am not!
~The person who takes his/her own life is not the person you know and love. Physically yes, mentally no. I can only imagine how sad and desperate and lonely a person must feel to think that is the only way to make the hurt stop. Please don't judge a person who takes this step to end the pain and hurt. They are really only doing what they think they need to do to stop the pain/hurt and despair they are feeling. Is it right, or the right choice. I would say no but how can I know how another person feels.
~When a person takes their own life, they are trying to escape their own demons. Only they don't realize that their loved ones take on those demons and try to figure it all out. I don't know why I think I can solve my dads problems, he could not and they were his. I have my own struggles and yet I can't shake his.
~As a survivor of suicide(no I did not try to take my own life, this is how they refer to those left behind from suicide), I am no longer given simple freedoms. If I take one too many Advil for a headache, my husband asks if I am sad. If I want to go through the box of things my dad left me, my husband get anxious being that I called him while he was working asking for the gun safe code since the box is in their. He won't give me the code. If I am depressed, I am on "suicide watch" by family members. I don't like that feeling. I promised every one I love that this is not my fate.
~If you mention suicide to someone who does not know your personal experience with it, chances are they have been affected by it somehow too. Or they know someone who has been affected. I am afraid it will be like cancer. Everyone will have a story of how they were affected.
~There is not enough support for suicide survivors. There are only books that are very biological in nature. You will go through this first and then this and then this. Bullshit. I want someone to spill there guts on crying, laughing, making fun of those who went through the line at the visitation. You know the ones who asked how the person died and you responded by laughing because you couldn't fathom telling one more person how. I want to know all the inappropriate things they said/did because there is no how to manual on how to deal with the grief from the death and the abandonment you feel from those scared to talk to you about it. Instead of putting there discomfort aside, they pretend there is nothing to talk about.
~How a persons family can really fall apart when they should have learned that they need each other more then ever.
~How telling someone it was the devil is not comforting. Bringing up the devil implies that he is not in Heaven. I firmly believe he is in Heaven, no matter how much of a "sin" suicide is, he is in Heaven. If he was not, he would not be in my dreams, he would not be sending my little signs that he is with me. Don't confuse his personal demons with the devil.
~Anger is not a stage of grief that everyone goes through. Don't force me to go through an emotion or a stage because a book tells me I have to.
~Don't make me feel like an outcast. I am still the same funny, silly, immature, did I mention funny person I was with him, and because of him. I have changed due to losing my father, I did lose a little piece of my heart, but not my being. Love me, treat me the same as before. Don't put the stigma on me.
I hope this gives you some insight on suicide and how to "handle" someone who is affected by it. I hope that none of the readers of this have dealt with suicide, outside of my family. If you have I am here for you and anyone who needs a friend.
I love you dad and am so glad to have known you for the 27 years I did. You were my best friend and my cheerleader when I had no one else. For that I am forever grateful. You will remain perfect in my eyes and I will always think of your smile and laugh and how your stories took FOREVER and how I got your personality but not your height. Damnit. Really, 6'8" and all I got was 5'7". I am glad you gave me the things you did because I wouldn't trade me for anyone else. Well maybe some height. Still. Bitter. About. The. Height. I love you more!! Seriously...
Monday, September 21, 2009
*I must be allergic to exercise. The last two times I got into a rhythm with a program and started to see results, I got sick. Not just the sniffles but horse flu sick(get it, horses are bigger then pigs, clearly I was that sick!) I guess I am meant to be dimply and soft and jiggle! I will be whoever I am supposed to be! ;)
*Maggie started saying "mommy". Not mama, but full on mommy with the cutest raspy voice ever(she had the croup, or the bumble bee flu, get it, smaller then a pig...you get the point). Well, it was cute until she said it for the 1 millionth time in a 24 hour period. Really...not so cute anymore. Then everyone else says "she wants you". Yeah, get over it and help the girl out. Pretend she is saying daddy or sister already.
*I was all geared up to try the 30 day shred for the first time tonight. My hubby and girls are out of the house for a little while so I popped it in. Well we are using a back up DVD player and it has no remote(I am too lazy to look for it and it hasn't been a problem with Horton Hears a Who). I could not get the damn bar to get past recommendations. I had good intentions. Refer back to point one, see what I am saying!!
*I am strongly procrastinating on making a resume. I don't want to leave my current job, but when your boss makes empty promises, you should take that as a hint! So, I figured why not blog a little, get my frustrations out and then go for the resume writing. I think it is a great plan.
*I am on the fourth book by Jen Lancaster. Pretty in Plaid. I am a little disappointed. I laughed out loud, peed myself a little, got a little work out on the abs, dreamed of being as funny as her, response from her first three. This one, not so much. I highly recommend her first three and maybe when I am done with this one I will have a different opinion. Bitter is The New Black, Bright Lights Big Ass, and Such a Pretty Fat are the first three. Seriously, go get them! She is a person you so badly want to be friends with.
*My wonderful 10 year old is doing great in school, has proven she is not my daughter by her math scores and is quickly losing interest in the oboe. YEAH, I mean we need to work on encouraging her, right. She is keeping track of everyone who is mean to her. I don't know what she is doing with this information but it worries me. I cannot wait until junior high so she can get away from the
Well I will leave you all knowing that I did survive the horse flu, Maggie survived the bumble bee flu, and no one else is sick so far. I can't believe that with all the Kleenex bombs left around the house! Seriously...
Thursday, September 17, 2009
She has never been one to get up in the middle of the night and not fall back to sleep(well at least since about 5 months). So this getting up in the middle of the night and wanting to stay up. For the birds. If I don't feel good, I sure as hell don't want to try to convince a whiney, snotty, coughing like a seal little girl to go back to sleep. Don't get me wrong, I want more then anything for her to feel better and if I could take her sickness away and have mine worse, I would. But, it makes for a very cranky mom. I guess when I require A LOT of sleep on a good day, being sick makes it worse. And having a sick child makes it worser(yes I know that is not a word, deal with it!). Clearly we are talking seriousness here;)!I have second thoughts all the time about having another baby on the sheer fact that I will have to do late night/early morning feedings again. Selfish, maybe. We all have our weaknesses, sleep happens to be mine. I can handle poop, pee, vomit, rashes, etc IF I have enough sleep. If I could change this about me I would. If I could some how take those damn power naps that everyone else seems to be able to do and feel wonderful, I would. If I take a nap, it has to be 2 hours minimum! There you have it. I am professing to the world, I suck at being sick! Seriously...
*cue comments telling me how brave I am for being a sick mom to a sick toddler*
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
*Maggie went to an in home sitter for the first time. The report from day one went a little like this.
Sitter- "Maggie is not used to having someone in her room while sleeping, all through both naps she kept the others awake by talking to them." (I say you go girl and tell them what you have to say!)
Sitter-"Maggie ate VERY well today. She even helped herself to the food on the other kids trays. I finally had to move her away from them so they could finish eating." (I say, oh no, she is going to be THAT girl. I have visions of her standing over smaller girls in school taking there ding dongs, waving a fist at them!)
When I pick her up she is on a tractor in the back yard and a 3 year old boy is trying to help her with the tractor and she is grunting and pushing him away. (I say, you go girl and show that boy who is the boss! And yes, she is going to be THAT girl!)
*Makayla is in her first week of oboe lessons. Please send any donation you see fit to either soundproof her room or to order cases of wine so I can at least be loopy while listening to that!
*My boss is trying to make my recent workplace return as opposite of what we agreed upon and as miserable as possible so I quit. Um, yeah the joke is on you because I can last so much longer then you think, Try me, just try me.
*Big Brother has got me in quite the tizzy. I said at least 5 times during the hour long show that I am done. Well I was just kidding. Come on Jordan!!
*Have I died and gone to heaven...another season of So You Think You Can Dance is on AGAIN! What a good girl I must have been this year as I got an early Christmas present this year. I do believe, I do believe!
I hope you all managed to get through the day and reflect on how much our Service men and women have done for us. Having served our Country, I am proud for the time I did and would go back in a second to help defend our freedoms and rights that so many take for granted. Hoorah Air Force. Seriously...
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Thank you Un-Bride!! You have to check out her amazing blog here. She cracks me up! Since things have been crazy busy here, I am going to pass this awesome award on tomorrow. Maggie is going to the sitters for awhile tomorrow so I will have some time to myself. Yes, I will get more stuff done then blogging. Just wanted to say thank you to Un-Bride!! Thanks for reading!! Seriously...
P.S. Can some one more experienced tell me how to add this to my sidebar! Thanks in advance!
Monday, September 7, 2009
Would you rather have your children...
A. Listen to the leader of our country tell our children how important it is to stay in school, get good grades and strive to be the best they can be. Let President Obama be an example that anything is possible. Oh, and apparently, he is African American.
B. Let your children idolize a sports athlete who didn't finish college(hopefully high school was finished), beats up women/dogs/men/etc, does recreational activities which may or may not be legal...you get the point. Advertise for said athlete by purchasing and wearing their names on shirts, jackets, hats, posters, books, food, etc. Oh, and apparently quite a few of these athletes are African American. Most do not address children and encourage them to stay in school. Most just want and will make commercials asking they get their product to make them "better"(not to be confused with smarter) then others.
C. Watch any T.V. programming that is not on Disney or Nickelodeon and play any video game that consists of "finding and defeating(killing)" the enemy(typically of the human nature). Violence and sex, even in family sitcoms, have taken over prime time television, video games and the movies.
D. Both B and C
It seems like a lot of people are choosing only D. I don't understand the difference between idolizing an athlete and respecting the President. I am not trying to get all political. Lord knows that I get the majority of my political information from the girls on the "View" and I can't say that is a good thing. Just thought that all this hoopla over a speech given to our school children from the President is ridiculous and unnecessary. Seriously...
Saturday, September 5, 2009
It is hot, I am wearing black exercise pants. That may or may not cause a little sweating between my thighs.
That sweat that may or may not be there, may or may not be causing my panty liner(that is for you Tanya) to feel like it is bunching up in my backside.
That bunching that may or may not be going on is making me feel like I have a noticeable lump in my drawers.
To make sure it doesn't look like it feels, I simply reach my hand around and "feel around"(don't pretend you don't know what I am talking about). I hate wearing said panty liner because it feels like a diaper, no matter how small they are. With all the walking and hotness, I feel like it has "gathered" in the back.
While quickly and casually checking things out, a random loser honks at me. This of course startles me. Clearly, I thought if I willed it hard enough, it would be invisible, what I am doing.
While being startled and trying to make it seem like I for sure wasn't touching my "bad parts" I kind of tripped over Maggies car.
Yeah, that was me flipping over the pink and purple car barely missing and taking Maggie out in the process. As I am laid sprawled out on the trail, on a very busy road, Maggie is laughing and not ONE person stops to make sure I am ok. I got two more honks but not one "hey, are you ok?!" Not even the guy riding his bike, who has to go off into the grass as I am brushing the dirt off of me, cannot even pretend that he is not laughing. Sir, if you refuse to make eye contact with me but you are laughing out loud, I can still see and hear you.
That is why I decided to stop leaving the house in the name of exercise...pure entertainment for everyone else but me. Seriously...
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
While shopping at a local department store, I needed to use the little girls room. While I was heading in that direction, I was following a woman who clearly thought I was stalking her, but no I was simply going to the same place she was. When she opened the door to the restroom, she assumes since she is through the door, she can "start". Well, I prefer to wait until I am BEHIND the stall door before I start letting them "rip". I thought that she was kind of brazen, doing so with two women clearly within ear shot. Me and the one washing her hands. So she goes into the stall and I go to the only empty one left, the one next to her(there are only 3 stalls). I am relieving my bladder and I hear, well, lets just say she had a tummy ache. Me on the other hand, I have no problem going to the bathroom in public when I have a tummy ache, BUT only in dire emergencies. Clearly, this must be dire. Only I actually try to time my activity to when someone flushes the toilet or turns the sink on. Come on, I am not the only one who has mastered this. Nope, this lady follows no rules but her own. So I am at the sink now, washing my hands and I hear her say "hey, we are still here in town, shopping, are we still meeting up later". I am FLOORED. First, I thought she was talking to me. I almost responded after ''hey", I thought with all that was going on in there, she may have needed help! So I pick my jaw up off the ground and hurry out of there. I can't believe that she is on the phone. While shedobeeing!! I can't get out of there fast enough. Can you imagine the person on the other end of the phone. I will tell you, they most definitely heard her!! People, seriously!!
Today, I am checking out at another department store and the cashier is being VERY
Saturday, August 29, 2009
So bed bugs have become increasingly more rampant due to people staying in hotels and bringing them home with them.
I went to Nashville/Indianapolis and all I got was bed bugs. That should have been on a shirt I brought back.
I cannot believe that we have bed bugs. Our mattress is new as of February this year, we have all new bedding since January of this year. Our house is brand spanking new for petes sake. I blame the hotels. The kicker is we stayed at nice hotels. I could maybe see if we stayed at a run down dive but these are very nice, reputable, downtown hotels.
Did I mention I am pissed.
These little peckers are HARD to get rid of. We just spent the last 4 hours stripping beds(I would have given anything to have been actually stripping on the bed instead!), vacuuming our box springs, mattress, pillows, comforters, etc. We know this doesn't get rid of them but it will knock off any eggs that could be just moments from hatching. Ew. We are getting the house sprayed on Tues(really, that was as soon as you could get here, really, let my allow you to borrow our bedding to use until then, hell why don't we swap houses. I bet you will get here in an hour.) and we are doing everything the internet is suggesting.
Please send bed bug dying and extinction thoughts our way. If you are a member of PETA and don't feel comfortable doing so, please let me sleep in your bed and you can sleep in mine. Seriously...
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Me: Can snakes get in through drainage tile
Him: I am sleeping
Me: No you're not, you are talking to me
Him: No, they can't
Me: Are you sure, like for real this time
Him: *sigh* Yes, good night
A little bit later
Me: What about the garage, they can get in the garage can't they
Him: If you would keep the garage door down like I have asked you to, no
Me: What if there is already one in there...oh God *heart racing*
Him: The dog would have let us know
Me: Oh really, how, like he would say "hey mom and dad, there is a snake in the northeast corner of the garage in the pile of lumber"
Him: Yeah, something like that
Me: Whatever, please check the garage
a few seconds later...
Me: well, aren't you going to go check
A little bit later
Me: How do we know there isn't a ton more out there.
Me: I heard you stop snoring, I know you are awake.
Him: still. sleeping.
It continued all day...I think I called him 16 times. This is serious people. Then tonight, he wants me to look at pictures of snakes online so I can help him identify which kind it was. UM...BIG HELLUVA NO!!!! Seriously...
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
P.S. Happy 100th post to me!!! Thank you to all that have enjoyed, if not just laughed at this little ole blog that keeps me from going ape shit crazy. Clearly I would like more of you to sign in and actually follow me so I don't feel so pathetic looking at the lonely number at the side there! Really, even if you just pop in every once in a while, THANK YOU!!!!!!!! I am trying to get something together for a give away so keep checking back for details!!!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Baritone, Violin, Flute, and Oboe. She loved the baritone and oboe. Two completely different instruments. I am so impressed with her. She was so mature about everything, listened so well to instruction, and did EXTREMELY well!!! She was able to play all the instruments successfully. I was such a proud mom. She is growing up into such an amazing young woman. So now we are trying to figure out which instrument to pick. I have a feeling a band camp will be in our future!!Wish us luck...
On another note, what the hell is going on with our children these days. I could not believe how disrespectful the majority of the kids were. They were not listening, manhandling the instruments after being told not to. The parents were doing nothing! I was appalled. Parents, you are in charge, not the kids. I promise you will not "crush their spirit" if you discipline them. Please, for the future of our country, smack them every once in a while or I am afraid reality will!!! Seriously...
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Disclaimer...I do not give my daughter soda, the situation just happened to be the only drink I had at the time was my soda. Don't look at me like that, it is the same damn thing as juice and every parent thinks Kool-Aid is a god damn food group. You are welcome...
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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Saturday, August 8, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
As embarrassed as I am showing you what it looked like, I felt like I had to get this point across. This is how my house would look everyday if it was up to him to keep it clean. I am the first to admit that I am no wonder woman when it comes to a clean house. It is a waste of time when you have two kids and a husband! This is what our house would look like if we were having friends over if it were up to him. He says "they don't care what our house looks like". Well maybe if it were a group of cavemen. He doesn't understand why I think it is embarrassing! They don't get it...and probably never will.
This is what it looked like when I was done "tidying" it up. I can hopefully sleep a little better now! Seriously...
Saturday, August 1, 2009
She is not a cuddler except when it is time for bed and only because it happens so infrequently that she knows she gets to stay up a little later because of it!
Friday, July 31, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
The best phrase I heard while in Lynchburg touring the Jack Daniels Distillery was by a gentleman who works with my hubby's Aunt(they work for Brown-Forman who owns JD). We went to Mrs. Mary Bobo's for lunch and it was served family style. YUM-O! He told us to make sure we had on some "buffet britches" for this meal we were about to eat. He had a perfect southern drawl and was the cutest! It made me laugh out loud!! I talk about "buffet britches" all the time now, against my husbands wishes! Thanks Frank! Seriously...
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
They fit really good. They are comfortable. What more can you ask for. Uh-oh, I think I may be excited about clothes again!! Ok, it passed. Whew. That was a close one! Seriously...