Holiday Update

Whew, I made it through Christmas! I know I haven't been posting much lately, but we just had so much going on with trying to get everything ready for hosting our first (and last if I have anything to say about it) ever Christmas at our home. We had about 11 family members coming (one being the Wicked Witch of the West-uhh I mean my Mother) so everyone was a little nervous there at the beginning.

In our family Santa comes Christmas Eve night, so we take the kids outside so they can throw the reindeer feed (oatmeal & glitter) in the front yard, pile into a car, and then ooh and aah at the Christmas lights throughout the neighborhood. Bryan and my grandfather usually stay at home to welcome Santa and make sure he knows where everything should be placed. Santa usually leaves a half eaten cookie or two and then a nice little note for Claire and Taylor thanking them for the treats and reminding them to be good.

I had ordered a couple of trays of sandwiches for Christmas Eve because for our family that night is all about Santa coming, drinks, fireworks, and all around partying. Christmas Day was a bit hectic for me, I am really good for one day of entertaining and found myself desperately wanting a nap by 1 pm. Our menu consisted of queso, guacamole, jalapeno poppers, ham, and a bunch of sides. Plus, my Stouffer's lasagna which can never go wrong.

The kids loved their Wii and really a good time was had by all. I can see why people are not jumping up and down with their hand up yelling pick me, pick me to have Christmas at their home. I am exhausted and my house looks it too.

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On to a much sadder topic, Friday night I had to have my beloved cat Tinkerbell put to sleep. At around 7pm she was hit by a car in the head, and some how made it home, got in the house, and hid under my bed. I didn't even know anything had happened to her until I crawled into bed and could hear her making some sort of gurgling noise. After examining her, I saw the blood dripping from her mouth and ran to get Bryan. He suggested I take her to the emergency room, so off me and Tinkerbell went while Bryan stayed home with the kids. 4 1/2 hours later and much tears and snot, I went home ~ with out my Tinkerbell. Her jaw had been broken so severely she could not even close her mouth. They gave her pain medication as soon as I got there to try and make her more comfortable. I had to make one of the hardest decisions in my life that night. Alone. There was no consoling me, every time I tried to speak the emotions took over and I became a sobbing, heaving mess again. I wanted to save my kitty but I knew we did not have 2000.00 for her jaw to be fixed only to then have to return many times for follow ups, x-rays, feeding tubes, and a life for Tinkerbell that would never be the same. I have been told many times the decision I made was the right one, but it sure didn't feel like it.

I chose to have Tinkerbell put to sleep, and for them to send her home with me after being cremated. Leaving the e.r. with an empty cage when I had came in with a meowing her ass off cat just broke me. I sat in my car for a good 30 minutes crying more. They gave me a sweet imprint on clay of her paw prints that I will always cherish. So this is for you Tinkerbell, may kitty heaven be full of mice for you to chase, tuna fish cans that do not need to be opened, and plenty of nice warm beds for you to curl up in. R.I.P.

Merry Christmas!!

Can't *sob* Stop *sob* Crying

It seems my computer is sick again, at first it would not even come on, Bryan fiddled with it a bit and got it to come on safe mode finally. He called me at work to tell me that he had good news and bad news, I always cringe when people say this. The good news is he got the computer to work again, the bad was everything is gone. E V E R Y T H I N G All of my favorites are gone, all of our pictures, gone. The computer demons are laughing at me right now, I just know it.

UPDATE: Please if you happen to stop by will you leave your link so I may save you to my new blog roll I am creating. Thanks!

I Think I've Lost My Mind

We've done it. We shelled out a little more than 600 bucks so Santa could bring my two monsters a Wii. Out of all of the things the kids were asking for, this was the main thing that continued to be asked for from Santa. Yes, yes I know they were only around 300.00 a few weeks ago, but being on a pretty tight budget we had to wait for the 15th of this month before we would even have the funds. Luckily, other family members are sending cash as well for Xmas so this should help with getting other things for Claire and Taylor as well seeing how all of Momma and Daddy's money is tied up with Santa.

Is it totally worth it?? Completely! To see the looks on my kids' faces Christmas Eve, every time they smile at me because Santa is the GREATEST person on Earth, will remind me that it was. I even thought to myself last night after Claire saw that commercial where the girl got the pony instead of a phone like her friends, and then she's all "Momma I would love to have a horse and then I could ride it to school", knowing me I would love to buy that girl a pony for the back yard and then listen to Bryan bitch because it ate the fence and shit on the patio. Again, totally worth it.

So, what gifts are you getting for your kiddos this year? Did you have to pawn your title to your car like we did?? (I kid, we didnt really do that but I wont say I havent had to before.) I wanna know, are we the ony suckers out there? ;)

My Own Fun Monday

I see lots of people participating in the Fun Mondays, but I thought I'd do a cute lil' version myself. You dont have to repost or anything, just answer in the comments if you wanna play.

Today's question will be, What Disney princess would you be if you had to choose one?

My Answer:

Fiona

De-Croutonize Me Baby!

I have talked about this before, the way hubby and I first met 10 years ago this time of the year actually. He was my waiter and I was a freakishly picky eater, so when I ordered my salad I asked for him to de-croutonize my salad please. He understood exactly what I was asking for, I did not want any croutons on my salad. He thought I was cute (and liked my blue eyes even though later he found out they were fake), and I thought he had a nice butt.

This past Saturday Bryan made me a salad for lunch and as he set it on the table and told me it was ready, he turned and said, tell me what you told me 10 years ago. It took me a few seconds and sadly the first thing to pop into my head was "Oh no he didn't go and put those nasty stale pieces of bread on my salad" but then I looked at it. On the top of my salad was one lone crouton, I asked him to de-croutonize my salad please and grinning ear to ear, he took it off.

I love this man.

Weekend Update

See that picture? That is what I got to babysit all weekend for my sister, that is a picture of her new baby Brinnley. Keeping her reminded me of having a little one to care for again, the constant potty breaks, naps, feedings, etc. Whew, it was exhausting. When my sister picked her up on Sunday she asked if I would miss Brinnley and I responded with yes and no. She was much fun but so much work!

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We took the kids to see the Parade of Lights off of Hwy 6 last night, this was our 3rd year to take the kids but I have to say this was my favorite so far. There was no crying or covering of ears because of the loud sirens, there was nothing but big grins and frantically waving hands. If you live around the Copperfield area you need to try and make it next year, and let me know if you go - we'll sit together! Sorry I do not have any pictures, my camera died. :(

Mother's Day

Claire's Hair

It seems like just yesterday when we cut Claire's hair short because of a lice infestation at the day care, what a nightmare that was. But wow, how fast it grows.

Potty Talk

Claire yelling from the restroom: Mom, Dad!! I don't know what I ate but my poo smells bad!!

Merry Christmas To Me & My Washcloth!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92s7XZJBYPI

I won these awesome Christmas Cards over at http://mom-o-matic.blogspot.com/index.html, arent they just the coolest?? You know you want some, so go on over to her blog and get you some from http://www.hatemailgreetings.com/cardholidaypack.htm.

So, Where Do All Of Your Asses Live?

Last night I had some errands to run and as we were returning to the house, the song "All My Exes Live In Texas" by George Strait came on the radio. I heard Claire humming along in the back seat followed by a giant gasp.

Claire: Mom, he just said a bad word!

Me: What? I don't think George has ever cursed in his life?!?

Claire: See, there, he said it again. He said the A word.

Me: *Listening* Honey, I don't hear.....

Claire: *Whispering* Yeah Momma, he just said ass. Hear it?

Me: *I couldn't help laughing* No honey, he is saying Exes. That's what we call a serious country twang.

So, What Are You Getting For Xmas?

I overheard this conversation between Claire and Taylor last night:

C: You know, if you're bad you get rocks from Santa.

T: What?

C: Yeah, he just puts rocks in your stocking, nothing else.

T: What kind of rocks?

C: Black ones.

T: Is it poo?

C: Maybe

T: We better start being good huh?

C: Yeah, I don't want poo for Xmas.

T: Me neither.

*I didn't have the heart to tell them it was actually called coal, poo works way better.*

Sunday Funnies

Claire: Momma, what does *#&*@ mean?

Me: Uhhhhh......

Claire: I think it means ooouuuccchhhhh!

Me: Sounds good to me.

New Underwear Idea?

I know we have all seen the sexy girl's panties or men's boxers that have cute or nasty little sayings right?

Well, I thought of a new one to stick on those undies, I so need to get this patented.

"No Need To Heat, Ready To Eat!"

How much would you pay to fix your computer?

Our computer was ill, it moved as a slow as a turtle and was constantly giving us errors. When I would try to watch my beloved shows on ABC or FOX, the damn thing would turn off 3 or 4 times per episode. After calling the computer many bad curse words, I finally begged a coworker of mine to come and fix it. He's like one of our number one I.T. guys so I figured for sure he could get it back to its normal self.

Bryan called me on my way home asking me how much it was going to cost us. Here is that conversation, and let me say ~ he totally impressed me by not even skipping a beat.

Bryan: That is so nice of Jason to come and fix the computer. How much is he charging?

Me: Oh, only a B.J.

Bryan: Oh well that's not bad.

Killin' Ya'll With Cuteness!

So, I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving! Ours was perfect, no traveling, lots of good food, family, and Budlite. This year we all just went over to my Aunt's who practically lives in the neighborhood across the street. She made a turkey for everyone else and a tasty lasagna for me. Before you ask, no, I do not eat turkey, ham, I am not a big meat eater at all. I just recently started to let Bryan put hamburger meat in our spaghetti, Taylor is still trying to get used to that. He and I both are fans of just noodles and sauce. The holidays are just getting more and more fun for us because the kids are getting older and more involved. It seems like just yesterday when Taylor fit inside the shopping bag and Claire refused to stand on any one's welcome mat. My aunt started a new tradition for the kids and allowed Claire to do the wishbone with her. It was the cutest thing ever! Claire was practically shaking all over with excitement and it made her day when she was the one with the biggest piece.

We asked her what she had wished for and she responded with "I already forgot." Later she finally remembered and told us she had wished to be "all growed up." That Baby Doll will defiantly come true.

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Monday night Claire had Girl scouts and we were told to bring a globe, map, or anything we might have with countries on them to the meeting. They were learning about countries that evening and Claire was just thrilled to show me the country she had picked when I arrived to pick her up.

C: See that red line right there Momma?

Me: Yes

C: That was my country I picked, it's Chile.

Me: Well that's great honey.

C: Yeah, I picked it because that's where Santa goes for vacation.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!

I So Want One Of These!

New Blog Name?

I have decided if I ever decide to change the name of this blog, I'm going to call it "Cheetos Make Great Crayons!"

Whaddya think?

Missing Some Teeth?? Nooooo Problem.....

My BFF Sheila's daughter Iana was dealing with the evil funk people lovingly call ringworm when it was picture time at school. Iana had it all over the back of her neck, her back, and on her poor face as well. School let her attend as long as Sheila covered every spot with Liquid Band aide. So, for picture day Iana had all of these blemish like spots all over her face and Sheila asked to pay extra for their "touch up" service. In case you have never heard of this, because I sure as hell hadn't, they basically go all Hollywood on the kid and can add or take away things you don't like about the picture. Where was that when I had big ass zits on my face when I was in school??

Anyway, Sheila got the pictures this past Friday and as we were checking them out Sheila noticed something strange about her daughter. Where there was supposed to be one front tooth missing, there was a damn tooth there!! They gave her baby a "fake" tooth so she'd have a "perfect" smile!! So much for memories huh?

NaBloPoMo Quitter

This time last year I had pneumonia, and it sucked. On that note, I forgot yesterday to post for NaBloPoMo because I suck. It could be worse though. I will continue to try and post daily, I'm just taking myself out of the game. Happy Monday!

I was tagged for the "Four" Meme by http://coffeeslutatlarge.blogspot.com/, so lets get on it!




4 Dishes I "Like" to "Cook":
1. Spagetti
2. Hamburger Helpers & Tuna Helpers
3. Fried Eggs
4. TV Dinners
*Can you tell yet that I don't cook in our family?*

4 Qualities I Love in People:
1. honesty
2. open mindedness
3. Loyalty
4. sense of humor
*I just stole Coffeesluts answers because they're perfect for me too."


4 Places I Have Been:
1. Georgia
2. Florida
3. Texas
4. And I have driven through all the states from TX-GA.


4 Things in My Bedroom
1. Many Books
2. Nightstand with alarm clock, more books, and lotion
3. The Bed
4. Dirty Clothes


Dirty Words I Like
1. jackass
2. craptastic
3. shit
4. f.u.

Now to tag some others:

http://davishousehold.blogspot.com/
http://lifeisshortpartakeinhappyhour.blogspot.com/
http://phoenixsaysstuff.blogspot.com/
http://ajmom.blogspot.com/

Shrek 3

We watched Shrek 3 last night, it was too cute but what my daughter said just made it ten times better.

About 10 minutes into the movie Prince Charming appears on his horse. In case you haven't seen any of the Shreks, he is the bad guy in these movies. His moment comes and Claire says,

Claire: There's that mean bastard!

I thought Bryan and I were going to fall off the couch!!

Party Update and Kids New Coats

Happy Friday!! Now that I am finally over all of the birthday celebrations I am back to my normal 9:00 bedtime on the weekdays because I am old and need my 8 hours of sleep. This is no joke, if I don't get at least 8 hours, I am completely worthless.

Monday night we had my party over at my Aunt's house. We had pizza, she baked me my special birthday cake, beer, music, and poker. My God what a blast we had! By the end of the evening I got a wild hair up my ass so we went to the tattoo parlor to get me my big 3-0 tattoo. This tattoo makes like 5 or 6 now, all secretly hidden away except for the one on the back of my neck. Yes I am a freak, this I know. And me shoulder still hurts from my new tattoo. I will post a picture of it tomorrow for you guys.

Wednesday night Sheila came over and gave me the cutest candle ever, it looks like a sugar or maybe a Parmesan cheese canister shaker thingie but it is actually a vanilla candle and it just lovely. I did think Sheila had lost her mind when she was given me cheese for my birthday. Then we spent the evening talking and having some beer, it was great.

Work had my cubicle all decked out when I came into work and my boss had gotten a huge box of kolaches as my "cake" because I don't eat sweets. Also, my favorite coworker I will call "J" gave me an Amazon gift card and I bought 3 DVDs.

I also got some money from family members which I saved and spent on jackets for Claire and Taylor, all part of being a mother right?? But tell me, how cute are these friggin jackets??

Birthday Party Part Two

Okay so I am a silly silly silly person, I partied it up last night with my BFF Sheila so I am again tired and generally just feeling crappy. When will I learn? So I am leaving you with this conversation between me and Bryan for today.....

Me: God,why must you fart around me???

Him: It isn't farting, it is my poo honking for the right away.

Me: You're so gross.

Clown Britches

I just had the most depressing lunch ever. I have only the one pair of pants for dress up days so I went shopping at lunch. For some reason, when your fat you're supposed to be tall and have fat legs as well because every pair of slacks I tried on you could have put another person in the pant legs. Oh, and your ass is supposed to be square because that is what I saw every time I turned around at the mirror. So I hauled my ass out of the store and straight to Jack In The Box for a couple of tacos and a large soda. Take that fat pants!

Happy 30th Birthday To Me!

Because we had my birthday party last night, I am extremely tired today and have a headache but hell, you only turn 30 once right? I will tell you guys all about it tomorrow.

Happy Veterans Day!

*A Picture Is Worth A 1000 Words*

The MILF Swap

What feels like years ago I participated in Lotta's Milf Swap over at http://mom-o-matic.blogspot.com/. I got hooked up with a real sweet blogger, http://mamaenfuego.blogspot.com/. So, what did you I get? Imagine my surprise when I received this in the mail and read the card, this chica not only sent me something awesome, it was right up my alley!!

Thanks so much Lotta for doing the swap and a B I G thanks to Mama en Fuego for the rockin' books!!

The BFF Award

If you have never read this blog, http://fancypansy.wordpress.com/, you must! And I am not just saying this because she gave me this award ~ if you are into beautifying yourself, ever thought of belly dancing, or just need a good laugh, you must stop by and say hi.

So thanks again Ms. FancyPansy for my award, now the fun part ~ giving it to others. These are just a few blogs that I read that I would want to be my BFF any day.

http://davishousehold.blogspot.com/
http://mom-o-matic.blogspot.com/
http://passthechocolate.blogspot.com/
http://www.tastetheworld.org/
http://phoenixsaysstuff.blogspot.com/
http://forthelove-amamasmantra.blogspot.com/
http://coffeeslutatlarge.blogspot.com/
http://thebloggess.com/
Min from http://blogs.chron.com/mamadrama/
http://mommymamamother.blogspot.com/
http://guruofmyhome.blogspot.com/
http://www.marmitebreath.blogspot.com/
http://lifeisshortpartakeinhappyhour.blogspot.com/
http://www.myminivanisfasterthanyours.com/

Love you guys!! :)

The PB & J Story

Bryan is in charge of getting the kids ready in the morning, make their lunches, and off to the bus stop. He was promoted to this position in our family because his hours are from 11-7pm where I have to work 7-4:30pm, it just worked out that way. It was a total new experience (not always a good one either) for Bryan because I have always done the morning routine with the kiddos since they started school. I didn't really "train" him, just kinda threw him in.

Both of the kids are super picky eaters and neither are morning people so the a.m. can get a tad bit hectic. I have called a few times and learned not to quickly after hearing the screaming from the background. The lunches were the hardest because this was Taylor's first year to need one since before he was only in Pre-K in the mornings and had lunch at daycare. Taylor is also the pickiest child alive, I am convinced. He doesn't like meat, especially not in a sandwich ~ yet he will eat a piece of lunch meat by itself. He doesn't like the crust on the bread so Bryan cuts it off for him because when school first started Taylor would eat everything in his lunchbox and throw the sandwich away. Bryan got the great idea of not sending a sandwich at all since the boy wasn't going to eat it any way but the teacher noticed this and had Taylor get a lunch at the cafeteria, thinking maybe Taylor had lost it or eaten it or sold it for a new pair of Nikes. Then, Bryan got the great idea of sending pb & j sandwiches with no crust and voila, we had a sandwich that Taylor would actually eat.

Day two of the infamous pb & j ordeal Taylor comes home telling us that he doesn't want pb&j anymore because his teacher told him it was not good for him, that it was nothing but sugar. So what does my husband do? He goes online and prints off information on the nutritional facts and tells Taylor to give this to his teacher!! And Taylor does just that the next day.

I hear about what Bryan has done and I want to crawl under a table. So it was no surprise when I get an email from Taylor's teacher thanking us for the facts on pb&j and how she is aware of this because she sends one with HER daughter every day. Lord Help Me!

8 Things About Me

Years ago Pheonix over at http://phoenixsaysstuff.blogspot.com/ tagged me for this 8 things about me meme and yes, I am just now getting around to it. She changed the rules a little bit and I am too, because there is only so much I can say about Fall ~ I love it, that about sums it up.

So, I am going to do 8 reasons why I LOVE LOVE my birthday, which is in about 4 days!

#1. Hello, cause it is my birthday! MY birthday, no one elses ~ mine, all mine. It doesn't matter what age I am turning I still get all excited about a month before and start a countdown usually at the beginning of November, if not sooner.

#2. This year, I am turning 30 - enough said.

#3. The gifts. Every year I always get something that either mentioned months ago and forgot but this person didn't plus did I mention, the day is all about me?!?

#4. Birthdays have always been a really special thing in our family, and every year just about every person in my family will call me at the crack of dawn ~ hoping they're the first one to sing (they always sing) me Happy Birthday.

#5. Having birthdays now that I have little ones, they are so cute and get just as excited about my day as I am ~ and the cute little things they make me just put a grin on my face from ear to ear.

#6. Getting to do something for the night that I really want to do and having all of my family and friends there, like karaoke.

#7. Money is always good to get.

#8. Coming into work and seeing my cubby all decorated and having co workers sing happy birthday to me.

Now to tag some others to do this fun meme.

http://davishousehold.blogspot.com/

http://thequeso.com/index.html

http://soulprncs2.wordpress.com/

http://mom-o-matic.blogspot.com/index.html

Aqua Dots - Has Anyone Else Heard About This??

Aqua Dots would seem inadvisable for little kids even if the toy didn't release a date-rape drug when ingested. The thing's basic component is small beads. Using a smart-looking applicator, kids arrange the beads on a grid in little crafty patterns. Then you spray the beads with water and, voilà, they fuse together. The finished product looks something like three-dimensional beady works of needlepoint.

Kids love Aqua Dots! In Australia, where they're sold under the brand Bindeez, they were named the country's Toy of the Year. I wonder if the bayonet and bottles of Xanax have been previous Australian Toys of the Year -- because, really, did no one think of the extremely obvious danger here? Let me say this again: Aqua Dots are small beads that look like M&Ms. It's kind of like a toy involving candy cigarettes, except that the cigarettes aren't made of candy but tobacco. And they're made of a date-rape drug.

Because, right, it turns out that's the story with Aqua Dots. In a fantastic piece today, the New York Times' Keith Bradsher explains how doctors in Sydney, Australia, spent a couple weeks getting to the bottom of the menace posed by Aqua Dots -- leading to international recalls of the product, including one in the United States this week by the Consumer Products Safety Commission.

Early in October, a 2-year-old boy was admitted to a Sydney hospital after he fell into a coma and began suffering seizurelike spasms. Kevin Carpenter, a biochemical geneticist in Sydney, discovered traces of Gamma-Hydroxybutyric acid, or GHB, in the boy's urine. GHB has been used as a rave drug -- at low doses, it causes a sense of euphoria -- and in the commission of date rape.

Carpenter learned that the boy had ingested Bindeez beads. When he tested the beads in a mass spectrometer, he found they contained traces of an industrial chemical that keeps glue inactive -- the chemical dissolves in water, which is why the beads stick together when you wet them.

The chemical, which is tightly restricted, breaks down in the body to become GHB. Carpenter, as Bradsher notes, contacted the toy's Hong Kong manufacturer for a list of chemicals used to make the toy -- the list did not include the dangerous chemical.

Aqua Dots are distributed in the United States by a Canadian company called Spin Master. They're heavily advertised on TV during kids shows; they're sold through mail-order ads as well as on various Web sites, and demand is high. In the wake of the recall, many online stores -- Wal-Mart, Amazon and others -- have taken down their listings for the product.

But one site -- AsSeenOnTV.com -- says it's still filling orders for Aqua Dots. It'll only send out your order, the site says, when the product is deemed safe.

If you have any Aqua Dots at home, you should pry them from your kids' teeth and send them back to the manufacturer for free replacement beads (presumably safe ones) or another toy of equal value. Details are at aquadotsrecall.com.

Can I suggest something? If you're returning them to the company, please elect to get another toy rather than more beads. Please? No matter how fun it may be, your kid's better off playing with just about anything else -- plastic bags, pickaxes, "Waterbaording for Dummies," fertilizer, the ultraviolent video game "Manhunt 2," a large aluminum pole during a thunderstorm, anything other than potentially poisonous small beads.


*Wow - And to think I was just looking at this the other day for Claire and Taylor.*

JoJo's Halloween Pics

I think ladybugs were totally IN this Halloween.....

Yes, We Got Another Dang Animal

Bryan says we're going to have to start charging a fee, you know, like the petting zoos. Then in the next breath he'll ask me when we're getting the llama. Jerk. I can't help it, I have and always will be an animal nut, I mean lover. When I was in high school I had big dreams to be a veterinarian, but the quickly banished when we had to take my dog to the vet and the doc shoved his hand up her ass. No thanks.

But like I told Bryan, I did get rid of the fish and the turtle on Freecycle because honestly, I forgot to feed the fish. Alot. The turtle, well once the kids realized that he didnt really "do" anything, he was forgotten as well. So I freecycled the two of them and found them great homes.

One day though I saw Jojo on Free Cycle and just knew I had to have this pup. He is a total doll and has fit into the family just fine. Have I told you all lately how much I love FreeCycle!?!?

Jojo's New Kennel

We ordered a kennel from Petco and after a week the FedEx man dropped this off on our porch last week. Taylor throws open the door, all excited about the much awaited package.

I went to go and help him and looked into his arms, what the hell was that?

Taylor: Its kinda small Momma, I guess Daddy has to put it together.

Me: Good grief, I hope it grows when it gets wet or something.

*Turns out, it was treats Petco decided to thank us with*

Life Just Keeps Getting Better

The good thing, no the great thing is Taylor is finally getting back to his normal self! Hooray! We will be sending him back to school after missing a whole week, I am hoping he hasn't missed too much. He is absolutely thrilled to get to return.

Saturday Taylor managed to lose a lens out of his glasses, the real kicker is we did not even notice until I went to clean his glasses and my damn fingers went right through the frame. And of course he has no idea where the lens may be. Bryan and I searched the house and the cars but to no avail, Bryan even tells me how he checked the vacuum in case he sucked it up ~ I think he would have heard it if he had don't you?

Then to top it all off, I found out this weekend that I have ring worm, a nice little spot on my back. Yes, I know exactly where I got it from too. A few weeks ago Sheila had brought home a stray kitten that she had found in the woods out by her parents house. Of course the kids and I played with kitty when we came to visit and then I find out a few days later her daughter has gotten ring worm. Bryan and I keep an eye on the kids to make sure they don't get it as well, while the whole time I keep itching what I thought was a bite or something. Saturday I finally asked Bryan to look at it and voila, a perfect raised icky ring. Life just keeps getting better and better I tell you.

More Halloween Pictures

Halloween Pictures

UpDate On Taylor

We took him back to the pediatrican and he got another damn shot of antibiotics in his legs and a new prescription for a different oral antibiotic on top of the breathing treatments with the inhaler, but, the good news is Taylor has been fever free since last night! Woohoo!!!

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The kids are going to my dad's today so I am looking forward to the much needed break. Hope everyone else has a great weekend too!

A Perfect Example Of Why GA Needs Her Back

My Mom called me last night just as I was getting ready for bed. I had a feeling she would be calling because my Aunt had left to go out of town and she had made the comment to me that my Mom had called her to see if she could watch Momo for a few hours so my mother could go shopping.

When I answered the phone, the woman did not even say hello, she just jumps right into her loaded questions.

Mom: I know Jamie (my aunt) told you that I asked her to watch Mamo for me so I could go shopping this weekend.

Me: Uhhh yeah she said something about it and that she told you she was going out of town.

Mom: Where was she going?

Me: To New Orleans.

Mom: I see. So she went gambling.

Me: Yeah, we had planned on all of us going (I left out for my bday because that would have allowed her to go off on something else) but we decided not to and plus it worked out with Taylor being sick.

Mom: Who was going to keep the kids, me?

Me: (Actually my dad and stepmom were going to keep them but there was no chance in hell I was telling her that) Well, we actually hadn't even thought that far ahead yet and since we're not going now anyway I guess it doesn't really matter.

Mom: Well you know I wanted to keep the babies this weekend.

Me: Yes I know but Taylor is really sick Mom.

Mom: Oohhhh nooo, see I told you when ya'll came to visit last weekend that he was getting sick.

Me: Well we took him to the doctor on Monday and they said he had an ear infection and gave him some meds but he has had a fever all week long except when you give him Motrin or Tylenol.

Mom: You know having a fever that long can give him brain damage don't you?

Me: Mom, it has to get really high for brain damage to occur. He's fine, we have taken him to the doctor like 4 times now and he goes back tomorrow. He got a shot of antibiotics in his leg yesterday and then another today and that seems to be helping.

Mom: Why in the hell did they put it in his legs??

Me: They wanted immediate results, instead of just waiting for the oral to kick in because he was really sick.

Mom: What did they give him in his legs?

Me: I really cant tell you right now Mom, I am exhausted and I cant remember off the top of my head.

Mom: So you're just letting them use him as a Guinea pig??

Me: No Mom, I even called Aunt Jamie and talked to some other before the shots to make sure everything sounded alright with them too.

Mom: You know you're going to just feel horrible if he dies.

Me: He is not dying Mother.

Mom: I think you should get a second opinion. I will come down there myself tomorrow and take him to another doctor ~ I will make sure that baby is taken care of!

Me: Mom, I am doing everything I can possibly do. As for keeping Mamo, I don't know about that Mom we'll just have wait and see.

Mom: I suppose I am being selfish but I just want to go shopping for a new outfit, because when I go back to GA next week it is going to be cold and I dint want to freeze my ass off and get sick.

Me: Well lets see what happens with Taylor tomorrow ok?

Mom: Do you need me to come and get him??

Me: No Bryan and I have it under control.

Mom: I would just hate to lose that little monkey, I haven't got to spend much time with him yet.

Me: I have to go to bed now Mom, I am tired and getting sick myself.

Mom: Well you let me know if you need anything.

Me: I will - bye Mom.


She called back a few times but I didn't answer because I was tired of listening her telling me I am not doing everything I should be doing for Taylor. And of course I broke down crying after the calls and called my aunt who assured me that I was doing everything I possibly could for Taylor and she suggested I stay way away from my Mother this weekend, what with her out of town and who knows what my Mom might do if she got her hands on Taylor. I tell you, Hempstead is not far enough ~ I need this woman back in GA before I go insane. The really sad thing is Bryan had to work late so after I out the kids to bed and I was lying in bed, every noise I heard I just knew was her coming to try and take Taylor. Sad isnt it?

Taylor Bug

I Couldnt Agree More

NaBloPoMo

Yes people I am really going to do it! Considering I have problems with posting every day normally, this oughta be interesting. But, I am taking a deep breath and jumping in! Who's joining me??

On another note, this has been a week from hell. I took Taylor to the pediatrician on Monday because he was complaining of an ear ache and had a horrible cough and nasty nose. I was told he had an ear infection, given antibiotics, and off we went. Wednesday it was back to the doctor because Taylor was still running a fever and crying constantly about his ears. For some reason he didn't seem to be responding to the antibiotic so he was given a shot in the upper thigh of a different antibiotic. This morning Taylor's temperature was back up to 100.2 and after speaking to the doctor, she wanted to see Taylor. Again. He got another shot of antibiotics and this time she said she heard wheezing. After a breathing treatment he seemed to be breathing better so now we are at home waiting for his new prescriptions to be filled. He has to use an inhaler and another antibiotic ~ I am waiting for him to grow another arm any day now with all of these drugs in his poor little body. I still haven't seen any improvements besides when he is full of Motrin. The pediatrician said she is now treating him for pneumonia even though technically he doesn't have pneumonia. I am ready to throw my hands into the air and scream what next!?!? Luckily, he was able to trick or treat for a little bet yesterday, sucks to be sick on Halloween. He has to go back tomorrow so I will keep you all updated on what the lovely doctor has to say.

HAPPY HALOWEEN!

A Cookie Cutter Life

Sometimes, no more than just sometimes, a lot of the times I wish my family was more "normal". And when I say my family, I mean my mother. My mother has lived in GA since I was about 7, and it is better this way for me and the rest of my family. The best thing to compare her to is a ticking time bomb, you just never know when the shit is going to hit the fan.

She is a pretty pleasant person to be around, until she starts drinking. After one too many, she becomes an argumentative, mean, hurtful, and quite scary lady. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother very much but I can only handle her in small doses and not when she is drinking.

After I became a parent I promised to myself and to my babies that I would never treat them the way my mother treated me as a child, and I would never allow her to have the ability to "injure" my children in any way.

For the most part it hasn't even been an issue, what with her living many states away. And when we did go to GA to visit, we made our stays quick. Every time I have tried to let my guard down and try to have her in my life as my Mom and the kids Grandmother, I have been sadly reminded why she is not.

When Claire was an infant and I still lived in GA, my mother once threatened me with CPS because I refused to put these homemade ear drops in Claire's ear when she had an infection. I had already taken her to the pediatrician and got her antibiotics but that wasn't enough for my mother. The entire time I lived in GA she was constantly holding the threat of taking my daughter away over my head, and I didn't know any better that she couldn't ~ because I was a good mom.

A few years ago my Mom came in for Christmas to celebrate with the family, everyone lives here in Texas and we used to invite her to come and visit but she has pretty much burned her bridges with everyone. That year we were all at my aunt's house and at the time I was living there with my two little ones, this was shortly after I had left my husband and was trying to get back onto my feet. The big agreement was that my mom was not to spend the night at my Aunt's house because no one wanted to deal with her drinking and my Aunt had went out of town earlier.

I felt sorry for my Mom and told her she could stay only to be attacked later after she had drank a bottle of wine. To make matters worse my children were there to witness the whole thing. Now here we are a few years down the road and my mother is living in TX for the time being. She has been asking for my children to come and stay with her for a weekend. What kills me is even when I was actually thinking about maybe giving it a try, I then hear from my aunt how she is talking shit about my parenting skills again. So then I think what happens if while she is drinking and has my children she decides she could do better or some crap and steals them. It is just a thought but not something I wouldn't put past her. My mother doesn't seem to think the same way others do.

And then I think what if something should happen, like her hit one of my kids or say something so hurtful they never forget (shit she did to me many many times as a child) ~ why even give her the chance to "injure" my babies some way. How I wish things could be easier and I could gladly let her take the kids for the weekend. Oh, how I wish......

Look Ma, No Training Wheels!!

2007 Fun Run

Halloween Decorations & Claire In Training

New Goodies From My Mom!

I Am God!

Last weekend my mother called, yes my mother, to see if I would watch my great grandmother for a few hours while she did some shopping. My mother has actually come to Texas to help in the care of Mamo who is in her 90's and suffers from dementia and Alzheimer's. My great Uncle lives with her out in Hempstead but he is not in the greatest health himself, plus he likes to be able to go and visit his kids in Austin on the weekends so he and my Mom have worked out a deal for her to stay with them and help.

Mamo is slow moving and gets tired easy so shopping trips are a bit of a pain so my mom has started asking others to keep here while she does her errands. When she brought her to me last Sunday the kids asked if they could go with her. My mom said yes and I snickered to myself as they were pulling out of the driveway, knowing she would soon realize she would have had better luck with Mamo.

After about two hours they returned, and both of my little ones had bags of goodies to show off that Grandmother had bought them. Claire had gotten a bunch of little animals that living in baby bottle like homes and smell like different flavors when you sniff their butts. Odd, yes I know ~ but she adores them. Taylor got a bunch of different little things but he was most proud of his snow globe. Mom had taken them to Target and to a store we have in Houston called Tuesday Mornings. My mother would move in and live at Tuesday Mornings if she could. Turns out, they have all of their Christmas Decorations out already and Taylor fell in love with a Biblical Scene inside a snow globe, so my mother bought it for him. It is really quite pretty, covered in gold glitter that comes off every time you touch the damn thing, and has a music box.

On the way to the car my Mom and Taylor had this conversation:

Taylor: Look Grandmother, my globe has God on it. You know how I know? Because of all of the gold, and God is gold too.

Grandmother: Oh okay, well I think the globe is beautiful and if you think God is gold too, well that is just perfect!

After they got in the car Taylor sat the globe next to him and noticed all of the gold glitter that was now all over his hands.

Taylor: Look Grandmother, now I am God!

My mother just cracked up laughing and tells anyone who will stand still long enough this story.

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Last night the kids and I went on another little journey to pick up some stuff I had gotten from FreeCycle. Yes people I drive 20 minutes in 5 o'clock traffic to pick up a pair of flip flops, boxers, and a picture frame. *Standing up* "Hello, my name is Nicole and I am a Freecycle Addict". Anyway, we were driving through an older part of Houston that had these huge trees full of moss. Because we kinda sorta live in the city, my children have really never seen such things.

Claire: Mommy, what are those things called again hanging from the trees?

Me: Moss

Claire: Moths? You mean like the things that look like butterflies?

Me: No, moss ~ Mmmmmooooosssssss * I was trying to emphasise the M*

Claire: Oh, well do bugs live in them?

Me: Yes, they're called chiggers.

Claire: Niggars??

Me: I said chiggers!! Are you going deaf at 7?? Good grief.

I let the other word go because they honestly do not know what that word means, when Claire was younger she used to call them brown people. It just goes to show you just never know what is going to come out of their mouths.

Don't Blink - Before You Know It You'll Miss It

You may have been wondering where I have been lately, or maybe not ~ either way I will tell you. First, I got sucked into the world of FreeCycle. If you have never heard of this stay the hell away because the next thing you know, you're giving everything in your home and collecting more things from others to occupy the previous stuffs spots. No I'm kidding, kinda sorta. This group is all about recycling, it reminds me of the whole "pay it forward" scenario mixed in with a little bit of garage saling. The whole point behind it is instead of just throwing something away and filling up our landfills, why not post it on Free Cycle to see if someone else may be able to use it. What a nifty idea right?

We still had the old washer and dryer combo from when we moved into our new home and the inlaws gave us brand spankin new ones, so I put it on FreeCycle. I was overwhelmed with the emails full of stories that brought tears to my eyes. I ended up just having to pick a name because between the single mommas and the other nice folks that wanted this, it was hard to choose. After that, I was hooked. It was almost like a high giving away stuff we either didn't use anymore and the kids had outgrown to these wonderful people who truly needed/wanted these things. So if you get a minute you should really check it out in your area, freecycle.org. But ladies, if your husbands are anything like mine you kinda have to some on the side. Bryan was constantly bitching about things leaving (things that had been sitting in closets or garages) and how he was convinced he would come home to find our furniture gone. Men.

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Another "project" I have been working is applying to volunteer at a foster program called Casa de Esperanza, or House of Hope. This is an agency providing residential, medical, and psychological care to children between the ages of infant to 6 years old. These are babies who are at high risk for abuse, neglect, effects of HIV/AIDS, etc. Once a week, Saturday or Sunday I would go and help out ~ sweeping and washing, rocking and feeding babies, playing and reading with the little ones. I have not been approved yet but I do know that they sent out my references so at least they are considering me. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

Full Of Shit Is More Like It...

This past weekend we got a lot of stuff done with the house, nothing fun but things that needed to be taken care of. Such as mopping the floors, cleaning baseboards, washing windows, and the list goes on from there. I had also gotten a pretty large box of clothes together for Goodwill and planned on dropping it off while we were out running errands. Claire helped me push it to the front entryway ~ big mistake!

Bryan was on that thing like a rat on a Cheeto!!

Me: Honey, what are you doing? That is stuff that the kids either grew out of or they're not going to be able to wear next year honey.

Him: Why is this shirt of mine in here?

Me: You're the one that said it was getting too small and your belly was hanging out the bottom of it!

Him: Just that day because I was full!!

Me: Yeah, full of shit. Put that damn thing back in the box Bryan.

What Makes Me A Blogger?

Am I the only one who ever asks themselves this question? I read quite a few blogs and I envy the folks who seem to be able to write their every day life and it still sounds interesting or funny. I find myself starting to write about my daily routines and then immediately erase it thinking who the hell wants to hear about this? I have found that I only really post when I think I have something funny or want to relive an old memory.

I'd love to know how some bloggers can talk about traffic, grocery shopping, or maybe even something so mundane as hitting up the local library. So tell me, how do you guys do it??

Mmmmm, Mustard!

As ham sandwiches go, it was perfection: a thick slab of ham on a fresh bun with crisp lettuce and plenty of expensive, light brown, gourmet mustard.

The corners of my jaw aching in anticipation, I carried it to the table in our backyard, picked it up with both hands but was stopped by my wife suddenly at my side.

"Here, hold Johnny (our six-week-old son) while I get my sandwich," she said.

I had him balanced between my left elbow and shoulder and was reaching again for the ham sandwich when I noticed a streak of mustard on my fingers.

I love mustard.
I had no napkin.
I licked it off
It was not mustard.

No man ever put a baby down faster.

It was the first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue protruding.

With a washcloth in each hand, I did the sort of routine shoeshine boys do; only I did it on my tongue.

Later, after she stopped crying from laughing so hard, my wife said,

"Now you know why they call that fancy mustard . "Poupon."


*This made me giggle so I thought I'd share!*

My Boy In Training

MacGyver Child

After I got home from work yesterday I was exhausted and desperately wanted a nice hot bath. Not feeling like having an audience, I locked the bedroom door after checking on the kids and telling them where I would be. If the house was burning down or Taylor pulled a leg off of one of the animals, they knew to bang on the door.

I was only in there for about 10 minutes and unlocked my bedroom door as I was drying myself out and there on the other side of my door stood Taylor, holding his piggy bank, with a very sly grin.

Me: What were you doing?

Taylor: Unlocking the door.

Me: What? How?

Taylor: See Momma when I take a penny and put it in here (demonstrating as he is talking) I can unlock the door with my penny and then re lock it.

Me: Grreaatt. Now don't do it again.

Funny Kids

Had to share!

Google, Are You Trying To Get Me Fired??

Yesterday I had plans to go over to my aunt's house and get my hair trimmed up, one thing that sucks about having short hair now is the upkeep. Before I had even left work Bryan called and said Taylor had came home with gum stuck in his hair. Nice. After much inquiring we could not get a straight answer from the boy as to how it got there. He claims that it was on the bus seat but as Bryan pointed out, he would have had to have been sitting on his damn head for the gum to get where it was.

So after getting off the phone with Bryan, I went onto Google to try and find this cute hair style that I had seen on a few boys at the local pool. I needed a pic to show my aunt so she would know what I was wanting. I put in the search bar a few different things but was having no luck. I then typed in *cute pics of boys hairstyles* and started scrolling through some of the options. What happened next just about gave me a heart attack. I clicked on one option that looked promising and lo and behold if this picture of a woman doesn't pop up onto my screen with a freaking penis hanging out of her mouth. I don't think I need to go any further on what she was doing with it, you can use your imagination. I am desperately trying to close it when my computer freezes up!! I could actually hear my heart beat in my EARS people and I flew up and practically threw my body on the computer screen. What seemed like an eternity (but was prolly only a few seconds) I got the shit to go away. Good grief!!

Giving up on the picture after that little episode, I decided Taylor was just going to have to keep the style (which is just hair growing for now) that he has. I picked them up on the way to my Aunt's and after I gt mine done Taylor was next. I sat in the air conditioned house until he was done and then proceeded to sweep hair while he went into the bathroom to check out his new do. With tears streaming down his face he comes back into the living room and proceeds to tell me how he didn't even get a hair cut! I told him of course he did and he continued to have a melt down and demanded that I go look in the mirror because there was no haircut in there! Turns out he wanted the "bald Pop-pop" look that my Dad sports which actually means Taylor had wanted his head shaved like we did for the summer and had assumed we would just do it. Last night before bed he made me promise that for Halloween we could go over to JJ's (that is what the kids call my aunt) and get his head bald please Momma. I guess Taylor wants to be Uncle Fester for Halloween now! ;)

Sometimes I Think I Could Be On Beauty And The Geek

I am a huge reader!! I am almost an addict, constantly having 3 or 4 books at a time on my dresser and when I get close to getting low I head on over to the library for my literary fix. I just started a new book called Monster by Frank Perettie (http://www.amazon.com/Monster-Frank-Peretti/dp/084991180X)and I was on the third chapter when Bryan came in to tuck me in.

B: Started a new book huh? *Reading the cover* Monster huh??

Me: Yeah I think it is about those things in the woods, you know Big Foot?

B: I dunno, if you go by the cover it could be a bear too.

Me: No I don't think so, they re out there in Idaho in the woods and they have Saskatchewans trying to eat them.

B: Baby, that is a city in Canada. I think you're thinking of Sasquatches.

Me: Ahhh, okay don't tell anyone that okay?


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On another note, my last post was my 200TH post people so give it up!!!!!! In celebration, I leave you all with this bit of advice:

Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right, and

the other is a husband.

Animals that are better than you.

Two Reasons Why I Adore My Husband

Wednesday night Bryan came home from work a little later than usual. I was already in bed, reading a book when he came to tuck me in and have out little evening chat. He had told me a few weeks ago about a girl that works with him that also works part time at some clothing store that specializes in "big girl" sizes and how he had told her proudly that he was the one that found the elusive bra at Walmart. She had told him shed keep an eye out for me if some bras went one sale in my size. As we sat there talking Bryan told me how he was running late tonight because she had called him at work to tell him that she put aside a bra for me that was on sale and did he want to come and get it? Now what man do you know that went out of his way just to go and get a bra he thought his wife might like??

Then, last night as I was headed to my room I saw what looked like to me a piece of poo in the hall way. All I could think was maybe on the way to the tub, it must have fell out of Taylor's underwear and hell no was I cleaning it up. I knew Bryan would be home in just a few minutes so I hopped in bed and opened a book. When he came into the room I told him about the spot in the hall, and off he went to investigate and clean it up.

Bryan: Looks like human poop for sure.

Me: I dunno honey, I know there wasn't any marks in Taylor's underwear cause I checked it.

Bryan: Hmmm, must just be a Hershey kiss that fell outta his butt.

20 Butts

Claire: Momma, how much butts is this game? *Point at a video game in the store*

Me: Huh?

Claire: *Talking slowly like I am retard* How much butts is this game??

Me: *Finally figuring out what the hell she is talking about* Oooohhh, 20 bucks honey.

Claire: Oh okay, thank you very much.

Response

So I went to the school today and met the teacher as he was leading the kids into the lunchroom. I wanted to ask him about yesterdays special lunch but Claire was standing right next to me and I really did not want her to think that something was wrong.

Bryan finally got a phone call back from the v.p. and though she said other teachers do this as well as a reward, she can understand the issue some parents may have with the teacher being a guy. It is sad that is has to be this way but in the world we live in now, you just cant trust anyone.

I sent him a letter as well:

It was nice to meet you today when I came to see Claire for lunch, I know my husband met you at Meet The Teacher but I was unable to attend. I just wanted to touch base with you about Claire and her math skills.

Claire loves to read and seems to excel at that but it seems she has inherited my lack of knowledge for math. Like I said earlier, at Horne they would take her aside and put her with small groups to help her with it. I see her struggling at home and it just doesn’t seem to click for her. Do you guys offer any assistance like that?

Thank you,
Nicole

And here was his response:


Thank you Ms. Wilson, it was very nice meeting you today as well. I am Claire's Language Arts and Social Studies teacher, but I will forward your email to Mrs. Roberson, Claire's Math and Science teacher.

As for having lunch with the students goes, I apologize for this, and I appreciate your concern. To be perfectly honest I had seen other teacher's doing this, and I did not think twice about it. I can assure you, however that it will not happen again. Next time we will be in the cafeteria with at least two other students. And if there is ever any other concern, please do not hesitate to let me know.

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So I guess all in all I feel a little more comfortable now, the v.p. did explain that this is the poor guy's first year to teach so I think he is still trying to figure it all out. But I think in the long run, I would have been a parent if I didnt at least ask right?

ADVICE

I don't think I have said anything about this but Claire's teacher this year for the 2nd grade is a guy and she was just thrilled about this. Bryan had taken the kids to open house and told me he seemed real nice and real young.

Things have been going swimmingly until yesterday when I asked Claire how her day was. She told me that today (yesterday) she got to eat lunch with the teacher. I asked her if she was the only one and she said yes, she was the only kid that got to. When I asked her if they ate in the cafeteria she said no that they ate in the classroom, alone - just her and the teacher. Immediately little red flags went up in my head so I tried to get as much info out of her as possible. She told me he wanted to eat the classroom because it was too loud in the lunch room and how she could eat with him anytime she wanted to. I asked her if he sat across from her or next to her and she replied next.

I was doing my best to act like I was just curious and not a concerned mother. I called Bryan at work and told him everything she had told me and he echoed my fear. He called his mom who is a retired school teacher because even though our first response was to go straight to the principle and demand what the hell was going on, we both didn't want to blow it out of proportion but not willing to overlook something that may turn into something terrible for our little girl.

So I am asking for some advice here, if this was your 7 year old little girl, what would you do?? Would you go to the principal or head straight for the teacher? Even if this is some sort of odd reward system (this is how Claire explained it) we think for her his sake and of course are daughter's, this is unacceptable. A grown man should not be alone eating lunch with one young female student. Bryan is going to the school a little later so I will give everyone an update. I am hoping this is all just some misunderstanding.

Great Dating Video

TGIF, Right??

Things seem to be getting back to normal for us, Claire's red spots are slowly fading away and she is getting back to her happy little self. Today is also payday for me and this paycheck it the first in many, many years that I will be keeping the whole thing. In the past, 700.00 of it always went straight to daycare but this year we were able to arrange for one of us to be home when they get out of school. Woo hoo!! So since we have some extra income we'll actually be doing some fun stuff this weekend with the kids and I will be getting some much needed clothes shopping done. Plus, I can now get my butt back into the dentist's chair ~ not so thrilled about that one.

Taylor did not get to go to his appointment yesterday, with the bad weather we were supposed to be hit with I called to reschedule since his doctor was right in the middle of where it is known to flood. So no news there yet. I hope everyone else has a great weekend!


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Last Saturday I went shopping for bras at Walmart, I just needed one to tide me over until payday. The whole family was there because Taylor also needed to have his glasses adjusted. Claire and I went over to the bra section while the boys waited there turn for the eye people.

After searching many racks and trying on as many bras as I figured I could get away with under the watchful eye of the mean ass attendant, I still shit out of luck. Bryan and Taylor joined us and near tears I expressed my frustration to Bryan. I went in and tried on a few others and feeling at the end of my rope, decided to just buy the one that kinda sorta did the job.

I found Bryan at a bra rack that I hadn't really noticed before and lo and behold, the man had found the size I was looking for! Bryan beamed a huge smile at me and was so damn proud about this, he even told people at work on Monday about how HE had found the elusive bra.

What a time that was, Claire feeling on all of the bras complimenting on their softness ~ Taylor asking me what the pink part of the boob is called ~ and my lovely husband tearing through the bra aisles like he was on a scavenger hunt!

At home, I marveled over the fact to Bryan how in high school I was a 36B and then in college and after the kids I was a 38C and NOW, here I am trying to search for a 46D!

Not missing a beat Bryan responds with, "yep, pretty soon you're gonna have to start making these babies at home!" I could have killed him right there.....

Happy Thursday!

Crazy Land

Things have been a little hectic here in our little corner of the world, sorry I have not been around lately.

Yesterday I had to leave work early and take Claire to the pediatrician. Since Sunday we noticed Claire had these tiny little red "bumps" on the insides of her thighs. At first, we thought they were flea bites since her and a bunch of neighborhood kids were playing with a stray pup Claire was loving calling "Best Friend". But, by Tuesday the angry spots had traveled to her groin area, under her butt cheeks, and moving on up her tummy.

Sitting there in the doctor's office waiting for her turn, Claire was full of questions and concerns for other children in the room and impatiently wanted to know when her turn would be. I did my best to keep her entertained and tried to give her Tic Tacs because her breath stunk.

2 hours later I was told Claire had a staph infection, and a pretty bad one at that. She is taking antibiotics 3 times a day for 10 days and we're keeping our fingers crossed that it will take care of the virus.

So as you may guess, I have been busy stripping beds, washing clothes, and spraying anything that sit still long enough with Lysol. I will keep you all updated as much as possible!

PS. I also have Taylor's physical therapist visit tomorrow morning!!

Heaven

I was watching a movie the other day and Claire and Taylor came into the room at the very end, and what they saw was a funeral and then the movie showing the lady's face up in the clouds. Claire asked me what that meant and I explained to her that she was in Heaven now.

Claire: I cannot wait to go to Heaven! When do we get to go Mommy?

Me: Not until you're old and you die.

Claire: And then how long do we stay and then come back?

Me: No honey, that is not how it works. You go to Heaven and stay forever when you die.

Claire: How long is forever?

Taylor: Like 8 days, right Momma?

It Wasnt Me!

Bryan: (Yelling from the kitchen) Why is it every time I leave this damn house something breaks?!?!

*He has turned the disposal off and on now for about 10 times and it sounds like it is trying to eat a dinosaur)

Me: I have no idea honey.

*Do you think I am going to tell him I poured popcorn kernels down the drain?? Hell no!*

Bryan: Did you have something to do with this??

Me: No honey.

Bryan: *Muttering* Yeah like when you didn't brake the vacumme by trying to suck up actual limbs from the Christmas tree......

Nice Blogger?

Jessica over at http://othejoys.blogspot.com/ gave me this super pretty award. Thank you very much, I love getting things! But what I love even more is giving things, so here we go...

http://davishousehold.blogspot.com/
http://guruofmyhome.blogspot.com/
http://phoenixsaysstuff.blogspot.com/
http://coffeeslutatlarge.blogspot.com/
http://passthechocolate.blogspot.com/
http://forthelove-amamasmantra.blogspot.com/

That is just naming a few, I could go on and on but I believe most people that I read have already gotten their award ~ these are just a few "nice" gals I think should get one as well.

Spoiled Rich Girl

Please dont ever let my kids act like this!

I Think TinkerBell Wants To Go To School Too