Brownies

This is how Mr and I spent the afternoon, baking brownies. I got a cheapie brownie mix and then let Mr add M&M's (cuz those are the best next to Snickers and we can't do that). See what happens when I tell the lil devil to smile?

Do wah diddy......

Mr and I are at home this morning waiting to go to his preschool round up for 4 year olds. I have been surfing the internet to use up the time( because heaven forbid I do some housework :)and I have discovered some rather sad news. why is it that I am instantly interested in a head line that starts "Infant injured by .... ". There is a case in California where a woman gave birth and then abandoned the baby in a park with the umbilical cord still attatched, 11 monthes later she had another baby and abandoned that one in the back of a truck. 11 monthes after that she had another one she abandoned in another truck less then 2 blocks from the others. The first two survived but the third one didn't. They did DNA test and know that the same woman gave birth to all three but they have no idea who she is. The really terribly sickening thing about all this is California has safe haven laws. You can give up your baby within 72 hours of birth to any hospital,fire station or police station no questions asked. As a matter of fact, 46 states in America has these laws. Alaska, Hawaii,Vermont and Nebraska do not. There was talk of a bill recently that would include a safe haven law. I haven't heard anymore about whether it passed or not but I would really like to see one in place. Just in case type of thing. And to get the info that such laws are existant. How many women have given birth and hid/harmed their babies because they didn't know they could take them somewhere safe and not be prosecuted. Iowa's Safe haven laws state that up to 14 days after being born an infant can be taken to and ER or hospital and they will not be prosecuted. Just something I thought was worth mentioning.

Me beepy

Poor Bubba had to stay home today due to a migraine. Of course, after a nap and some motrin, he is wanting to play Socom. yeah, maybe when I am a bad mommy. Call me nutty but I don't think if you stay home for a headache you should play video games.

Mr has already worked out that he doesn't like getting up for school in the morning. I went to wake him up the other morning and he tells me, 'no mommy, me beepy, me no wanna go to school' of course, I had to giggle, just too cute. So now he's playing that card every morning. He doesn't have school the next 2 days because of pre-k/kindergarten round up so I told him to get up this morning and I would let him play hooky tommorrow. He didn't like it but he got up.

411 is too funny. She loves to dress up and do her nails and the whole makeup thing, then go out and roll in the mud. She is the girliest tomboy I have ever seen. She is getting another loose tooth and has to give me an hourly update. I know she is feeling left out and I need to work on finding something that is just for her.


Chick got her ITBS (Iowa Test of Basic Skills) results and I must say I am very proud of her. SHe did awesome, testing high school level or higher in everything EXCEPT the timed test. There is one math section that is timed and she always freaks out over that. That section she tested at 50% vs 95% + she got in all the other areas. I am not sure what it is about the timed test that makes her freak but I am pretty sure it is something she will have to work out on her own.

I am teaching myself to knit. I can get a row going, I figure that is a start. I found a really pretty pattern I wanna try so that is my goal. ya know, I just don't have enough hobbies. :) I found a picture of the afghan that I finished that my cousin liked so much.....


Remember a few posts ago I was saying that my picture folders were all messed up and I had to search for certain ones? Well, apparently the lil gremlin that mixed those all up has been at it again; I went to look up a recipe in my RECIPE FOLDER and they are all gone but one. I had 35+ recipes in there and they are all gone, I am soooooo irritated. So I am spending the rest of the morning trying to see if they were just moved or if they are indeed erased. arrrghghhghghgh

new post :)

so here is what is going on in my corner. I made a report to a member of DHS then the person that the report was about calls me and chews me out for it. What the hell happened to confidentiality? I am appalled, maybe I am wrong but I was under the impression that this branch was concerned with such an issue as I reported. I was told the "we;ll look into it..." and the next thing I know, I am getting an irate person bitching me out. So, do I call a supervisor? Do I chalk it up to my error? Ugg, and of course, this happens an hour before bed time so now I am wired and that really irks me.

Other news... I have a niece that well, everyone assumes I do not care for. That isn't true, we just don't see eye to eye. Anyway, I was looking at her myspace page and noticed that she takes really good pictures. A couple of them are really neat and I mentioned that fact to her mother. Well, Chick overheard me telling Meggars that she did a really good job in my opinion. Apparently my daughter is very insecure and can't let someone else get a nice thing said because the next thing I know, she has my camera and is taking about 1000 shots of everything. Which is fine but then she starts with the whole aren't my pictures better? crapola. UUGGG I really thought she had more self esteem then that.

Let's see, nope, that has been my last coupla days. Aren't ya glad you stopped by?

I love my Mommy

I was talking with my mom again and somehow through her wondermus powers of mothers intuition (cuz I never complain, right?)she figured out I was grumpy and sent me this email.


1. There are at least two people in this world that you would die
for.

2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.

3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to
be just like you.

4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't
like you.

5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.

6. You mean the world to someone.

7. You are special and unique.

8. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.

9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from
it.

10. When you think the world has turned its back on you take another
look.

11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude
remarks.

And always remember....when life hands you Lemons, ask for tequila
and salt, and call me over!

I know it has been around the globe like a gajillion times but it came at the perfect time for me and I wanted to share. So there!! :)

We are family....

I was talking with my mother this morning and telling her about my nieces contacting me (and still calling me AUNT!!) and she so didn't get it. Her belief is that once you are no longer in the relationship, you cut all ties with that family. Wellll, I don't see it that way especially since it is Chicks family as well. So, I am making her a list of all my nieces and nephews (and greats, get there in a second..) *big breathe*
NIECES--
Karen Jean, Kristi Anne, Faelon Rochelle, Paegan Jae, Stacy Rae, Rachel Denee, Amy Lynn, Cheyenna Aryn, Candace Marie, Megan Lindsey, Mackenzie LeighAnne, McKenna M'Lin, Riley Clare,Anita Grace

NEPHEWS--
Joshua Michael, Carl Jason, James Lee, Joshua Allen, Zachery David, Andrew Joseph, Austin Bryan, Patrick Owen David, Noah James,Jason Logan, Jaime Wayne, Brian (?),Isaac Lewis, William Daniel, Kevin Michael, Blake (?),Lewis Wayne,

GREAT N&N--
Rhianna Leigh, Albany Lynn, Maura Lynn, Kenzie Ann, Caleb James, Jacob Tate, Caleb Dane, Gage Conner, Jaida Shae, Taylor Kay, Faylyn Raellen , Kylynn (?), Kyneddi Elizabeth, Joshua Allen Jr, William Lynn, Brian Thomas,David Michael, Brittney Elizabeth, Olivia Brynn, Noah Lee ADDED 2/08/08- These were born since this post Hadliegh Ann, Kyler Duane
I think that covers them all, I will prolly have to edit cuz I fogot someone and got chewed( which I should if I did forget). I am on a mission to fill in the missing middle names too. So anyway, you guys get the point. And the sad thing is, I have 3 (I think) more Nephews I have never met from my biological brothers so I am not sure of their names.

you know....

Today could have proven to be a very grumpy kind of day. It is rainy, Munchkin refuses to sleep, she has to get shots today, the house is trashed from my not feeling up to picking it up, etc you get the drift. BUT this morning as I am surfing the net (what else am I going to do when a certain 4 month old decides a half hour at a time is more then enough sleep?) I checked my myspace page. My nieces from my first marriage contacted me and are still calling me Aunt Brandy. It warmed my heart, I love those girls. I haven't talked to their mom since Dave's funeral in 1997. I do miss the girls. There are 3 of them, Faelon, Paegon and Cheyenna. When Dave and I started dating, Kelly was pregnant with Cheyenna and the twerp is turning 16 this year. Faelon is 22 and Paegan is I think 20. The time flies when you are having fun I guess.

I finally uploaded some pics of Celeste getting ready for the dance.




and one of how Riles and Mr spent their Friday night

I am a copycat!

I freely admit it. After looking at my niece and sister in laws blogs about their quirkyness, it made me think of my own lil idiosyncracies. So here is


my list of 5 Quirky things you may not know...

1. The toilet water has to be fresh. For anything I might do. I can not use a porta potty unless it is desperate, run down my legs extremeness.

2. Wet hair stuck in the drain will make me heave. Mikey thinks it is funny to pull it out and act like he is going to eat it. I have actually thrown up from this before. And the sad thing is 98% of the hair in that drain is mine.

3. I can't handle tearing lettuce, it is like nails on a chalkboard for me. Same with squeaking styrofoam, but that may be pretty common.

4. I hate things on my feet. Yeah, I know, everyone knows this, but it is kinda weird so I included it.

5. I still eagerly anticipate Christmas/my birthday/anniversary. After almost 10 years of marriage, I KNOW it is pointless but I still get all excited and think maybe this time he'll get it together. I get super excited to see how the kids react to their gifts that I have been known to maybe accidentlly wake them up and tell them Santa or the Easter bunny has been here.

Saturday, we all got up and went to the first yard sale of the season (hee hee I get a kick out of saying that), so not worth it, then my loving hubby decides we need to got to the mall. He hates the mall, I hate going with him. The kids really hated the hour drive up there. At the mall, I got a Quizno's sub (prime rib on garlic bread, yummy!) of which I could only eat half and afterwards I started feeling really gassy and beat up. I was thinking boy, that really didn't agree with me. We came home and I took a half hour nap and started popping tums. We then went to my great nephews first birthday. He is such a dolly, always has the biggest smile. We left there and went to an auction. That was kind of fun because it was interesting to see how much money people are willing to throw away on junk. Anyway, I sat there all night just feeling worse and worse. We went home and I went straight to bed. I slept for 12 hours straight and still felt like horrible goat poop all day and then woke up this morning with my tummy still not terribly happy with me. Thank goodness they have upped Munchkins visits to all weekend, I was sitting on my own throne all day and couldn't have taken very good care of her. And I owe Chelle a huge fat wet sloppy kiss, she took 3 of my four demons, I mean lovely children, to her house. So Mr and I hung out and he watched tv while I watched my bathroom cabinets.

Chick went to her first dance Friday night, it is kind of interesting to see her going through all these things I remember like yesterday. She didn't have that good a time but that had to do with her friend and a crush not returning her friends admiration and... ya'll remember how days of our lives it is to be 12. You couldn't pay me enough money to do that age again. Now, 16, I might consider it. :)

check this out!!

Last night, Munchkin slept for 9 hours!! I would have thouroughly enjoyed it BUT Mr had to go to the ER again last night. Poor thing, that damn ole croup again. They keep saying he will grow out of it, all I can hope is that it's soon. Me and the girls went shopping last night so Chick could find a new shirt to wear to her first dance. The girl has no interest in fashion and was appalled by all the styles on the mannaquins at the mall. We did finally find her a tee that she liked at JCPenny, they were even on sale so we got her 2. all afternoon, she has been on the phone with her friend planning when they are going to get together to do their makeup and hair. I am trying not to giggle because it is too cute!

:P pppbbbbffffttttttttttt

I miss me. I miss the fun, pretty, energetic, enthusiastic, outgoing, quirky weirdo I once was. Granted that was over a decade ago but I still miss me once in awhile. Maybe it has something to do with waking to my three year old peeing on me, or a teething infant in residence, or a drama queen that has to argue every single little word with every breathe in her body. I am tired and grumpy and I just want to pause my life and have a day of pre child preportions. To sleep 9 hours straight, take a shower for as long as I want, not have to remove toys from the shower first, go out to eat somewhere without a drivethru and it not be an occasion, go shopping and not have to go anywhere near the toy aisle, to make dinner and not hear ' ewwwww I don't like that ' even though they have never had it before, to clean the house and have it stay that way, to do a load of laundry and be done not have 3 more waiting, to watch an R rated movie anytime I want, to be able to go visit a friend spur of the moment even if they are out of state, to not hear 'MOOOOOOOMMMMMM,s/he is doing this, tell her/him to stop doing that, they're in my room!!'. It is a visit day so I will get a couple hours but I will prolly just sleep those away :)

Parent teacher conferences

I forgot to mention earlier that Mikey and I went to PTC last night, I love those things. It is so nice to hear that someone else thinks your child(ren) are smart and that, regardless of how they act at home, they do know how to behave in public. First up was Bubba. His teacher is not the most warm and fuzzy, she is one of those that gives you that look, the one that says whatever problem I have with your son is all your fault. Then she says he is very bright and an excellant student, has come a long way. BUT his penmanship is atrocious. She can't read his math work it is so bad. I looked at her and said what do you want me to do? I make him redo his homework that he brings home so that it is legible but I am not sitting in the classroom with him. She told me that she has made him miss recess to rewrite work, I think it is good. If he misses out on his "battle time" then he might take that extra second to make it look neater. The final analysis is that he will be a fourth grader next year.
Mr was next. He has blown away his teachers and speech lady. They said they have to do the final review in May but more then likely, he will not be in special ed for his speech. And since that was what he was in for this year, he will go regular shedule. which will be weird for him, less time next year and then the year after all day. It was fun to listen to all the stories they had about him. He is such a cute lil thing!
Lastly we had to go to 411's. Awhile ago I had called and let her teacher know that she was bored in class. I suggested an extra worksheet once in awhile because she loves the work. Her teacher thought I was nuts. I had to laugh because last night she told me that 411 loves the extra sheets she gives her and even says 'thank you'!! I know, she is an odd duck but she is my lil odd duck and I love her.

Try Try again

I had the weirdest thing happen. I have my pictures on my computer in folders and seperated by subject. Each of my kids have their own folder and friends,family, my quilts,etc all get their own folder too. I went to look up a picture of Celeste and her folder was missing. I couldn't find it anywhere. I found it this morning, in Kate's folder. Brandons was in the one for vacations, my aunt Kathy's were in the quilt one. it was so weird. But I found the other quilt pictures so I am goig to try again with them.




This is Chick after getting her hair done, she actually likes it!! I think there may be a boy involved but I am kept outta the loop. Sigghhhhhhhhhh

Silent Lucidity

emphasis on the silent. aaahhhhhhhh that's nice. As everyone knows, when I have these nice quiet moments, I often ponder totally irrelavant thoughts. Today I have been looking at the people I know. I know tons of really awesome ladies (and guys ,I guess :) ) and it never ceases to amaze me how some of them just throw opportunity after opportunity away. I know that sounds judgmental and it prolly is. There are prolly older adults in my life that wonder why I made some of the choices that I made. The difference being, I hope, I learn from my mistakes. Maybe it is as simple as not understanding the consequences, but you would think somewhere, somehow it would sink in and the light bulb would go off. A total, what the hell was I thinking moment. I mean c'mon, if you know that a tube top is not your style, why would you buy 6 of them in different colors? Or if you are allergic to dairy, you aren't going to go get ice cream. I just want to yell, you are beautiful, relatively smart, usually sensical gals, snap out of it!! Well, ok, that wouldn't work for the guys but it is the same principal. The wasted potential is just sad. THEN I start to wonder, who the hell am I to even think these things? Everyone has their own life to live and if I am to teach my children tolerance and acceptance of others I have to learn it myself. I have no right to think I know what someone should be doing and if they would just do this or that.... I can hope, though, that these wonderful, amazing people will realize where they are at and where they could be. And then make the choices that will take them there.

Another Monday in Paradise

72 degrees today!! last monday they weren't sure it would get into the double digits and today, wooo-hoooo! I am ready for some warm weather. Unfortunetly it seems that warm is VERY shortly followed by hotter then the dickens.
So, I am a retard and can't get the links in my last post to work. It is one of those days. You know it is a monday. Remember when I said the blueprint for my quilts look alot different then the finished project? Here are a couple of done ones. I finally got a certain bead lady to take a picture of her quilt......




This is the backside with all the animals...


This is the Celestial quilt I made..

la la la la la la la la

I have found Chick a swimsuit!! I am so stoked, I found it at www.swimsuitoutlet.com they have tons of them. It was really awesome because she liked it and I liked the price :)

Another awesome site to check out is www.sarumino.com Of course, I might be a little biased; the owner was a close personal friend in high school. I always have admired Alex's creativity and ambition. It was really neat when I was in Colorado, I had a mini reunion with three of my friends from high school and I was the only one that had kids. I was feeling kinda uncomfortalbe because I didn't have a career to talk about and here they all were talking about the latest jobs/promotions/work related trips. Then Alex tells me he's intimidated by me because I went to a couple of countries (thanks to my husbands) and had children. Talk about blown away. The rest of the night was so much fun, we all talked and reminisced for hours. All three of them are amazing people and one of these days I will do a whole blog aobut htem.

Another little plug I wanna be sure to mention is my sister in law Cindy. She makes the most amazing glass beads, she deserves a little kudo :) She makes braclets,necklaces and even cell phone beads. I can't get a good picture of the ones I have but she has one on her blog that is just beautiful.

Let's see, what else? Oh, big news from the tooth fairy. 411 finally lost another baby tooth and her grown up tooth is showing where she had them pulled 3 years ago. She is super excited. ok, that should do for now.

School days

This is a purely self indulgent post but since it is my blog, I can do that. Chick was looking through my high school yearbook the other day and I got flooded with memories. Most of them pretty decent. I was one student in like 375 of my graduating class. I didn't really fit in anywhere but then again I didn't try either, I thought high school was a waste of my time. I was bored with almost all my classes and didn't really have too many tight friends. I often wonder if an adult had shown any interest in me and my schoolwork what would have happened. I am weak and need that attention. My mothers only interest was that I wasn't pregnant or arrested, other then that..... for example, she got a phone call from the school one day my sophmore year saying I was skipping school. I was, I freely admitted to it. All she said was don't get caught. Yep that is some stellar parenting. I admit I was never what you would call highly motivated, I wanted/needed someone (almost anyone) to say hey nice job/ you need to work on this/apply yourself. Left to my own devices, I showed up when I wanted and left when I wanted. It didn't start until the last half of 10th grade. I remember skipping that first class and being scared senseless. I had been told forever that if you skipped, you would fail and be a loser the rest of your life. It was worth the risk to me to see if anyone noticed. And guess what? NO ONE did. It was an open campus (meaning it spread over three city blocks and you literally had to cross the streets to get to various classes) and I would go to this class but skip this one. It got worse as junior and senior years came and went. I kept my grades up to average but I was missing over half the class time. As another example, I failed softball my junior year. How in the hell do you fail softball? You never go to class. Out of 45 days, my report card said I missed 42. My mom was mad that I failed the class. I was too, they said I had been there 3 days and that wasn't true, I had never been there. I didn't even know who the teacher was. This continued till 2 weeks before graduation. That was when the powers that be in my high school recognized that I was missing a lot of classes. And you wanna know why they noticed? I was short 7 hours of PE. They called me in the office and sat me down and told me I wasn't going to graduate without them so I would have to make them up. and no more skipping. Yeah ok, I made up 5 hours and didn't skip a class for a week. I sat through my graduation ceremony just waiting for them to say my name and go "oh nevermind, she's missing 2 hours of Pe credits". Looking back, I think the school was embarrassed at the number of classes I missed. I mean, c'mon, I was missing 12-20 days per class for 2 and a half years. So I guess this whole speil is kinda pointless except to illustrate why I love smaller schools, the teachers care about their students. I can not imagine one of my kids getting away with skipping one class. Perfect example of do as I say, not as I do, aye?

Dentist

Let me start this by saying I am TERRIFIED of them. So imagine my sheer joy at learning all 4 of my kids need to visit one. I am so scared I would rather look like a hillbilly then have to go visit one. I have had one good experience with them in my 32 years and that doc knocked my ass out and woke me when it was over. I can deal with that, I can handle the pain. Four kids over 7 lb 12oz will do that to yea :). I can NOT handle the smells and sounds. It sends me into a panic attack. I tear up in the waiting room. I went to one a couple of years ago that gave me a valium before my appointment so I would be loopy when I got there. When I told him it wasn't enough, I was still highly anxious, he asked my husband if I used street drugs because I must have a high tolerance. I was offended, scared and in pain. Wonderful combo. Unfortenetly, the one dentist I liked is in Colorado. 10 hours is a little long a drive, so now I am stuck in trial and error mode. I can't seem to find anyone that understands just how skittish I am, I get the whole 'you are a grown up, deal with it'. You know what? That isn't right, there has to be someone out there that will take into account that I need extreme gentleness (or a good knock out). The last one I went to (to get a tooth pulled) advertised as "catering to cowards", yeah right. That was my own personal hell. There weren't any rooms, just half walls between chairs and all open to the lobby. They set me in a chair and had me wait listening and smelling for like 15 minutes (seemed like hours) then came over and jabbed and poked. then left me there for another however long it took for the stuff to numb. THEN the pulling and twisting started. He had the nerve to tell me sit still, I am almost done. Then comes back and tells me, you seem really anxious, you should see me at my main office, I have a lot more work to do. Yeah like that was even an option. AND the time before that, I went to what I later found out was a quack. On my first visit, he was super sweet ( the main reason I went there was because he does IV sedation) and reminded me of a postcard grampa. So I made arrangements to come back and get the work started, on the second visit he tells me that my insurance won't cover X amount and I need to pay up front.
Which, if you ask me is kinda shady especially since he had all the paperwork ready for a company that specializes in dentristy loans. He ended up putting in 2 crowns. One of which fell out after less then 6 monthes. So, ya'll might start to get the idea of what kind of torture I am facing having to take the kids. I think this is a good time for Mikey to play the dad card and take of it. Yep, that is it.

I am getting nothing done

I keep finding excuses to play on the computer and am getting nothing of importance done. Sighhhhh if I truly cared I suppose that would be a different story :) I want to share some of my "blueprints" with you guys. I make rag quilts, most of them my own patterns. I draw up these pictures and work off that. Now, keep in mind, my art supplies are limited to crayola so bear with me and you will get the drift.

These were supposed to be a series of wall mini quilts for my sister in law but she wanted them sewn together to make a huge quilt. It turned out ok but next time, I will plan on making it into a quilt and not rag it first :)




The one on the right is what I made for my daughter who is into the Celestial theme. The one on the left is the very first one I made all on my own. I had so much fun hunting up the fabrics, the back was all different animals. It looks so different then what the drawing looks like. I don't have an after picture, some gray hair lady keeps forgetting to send it to me (insert winks and smiles here).
I have made alot more basic squares ones but I like the picture ones the best. I was throwing one together for a friend of mine and really was unhappy with it so I decided to scratch it till I could take the time and enjoyment of making it like I did the ark one.
My friend Jennifer from high school posted her 'mother of all lists' of the stuff she wants to accomplish in her life. So, of course, I have to steal her idea. I will limit myself to the top 5 though ;)

1. Learn self control
2. Travel- Washington D.C.,Ireland,Italy,Hawaii (or Cancun), Russia (in summer of course)
3. Teach my children morals, values,tolerance and self confidence
4. Take a guilt free weekend to myself to a spa or something
5. Learn whatever skills I want regardless of people telling me I am a freak

yeah, that is a good start. Now, I should have started the list with Win the lottery ....

great day to be alive

The sister that makes the Fabu bread dough is Dianne. Chelle and Dianne are the 1/2 that came over and it was so much fun.

I listen to the radio at night and I woke up to Paradise City by Guns and Roses. Now, who is gonna have a bad day when such a high energy song starts it off? It helps that I am baby free for the day too. And I get to go shopping this afternoon. I might get a chicken with a thong it is just that kind of mood I am in. I have been surfing around the internet trying to find a modest swimsuit for my 12 year old. The problem being she is built like Dolly Parton and almost everything that fits her top is made for full grown women that wanna show their goodies. She has no business showing stuff off. I did find one tankini that we both like BUT, of course, the top and bottom are sold seperate and they are each $40. So if anyone has any suggestions on where to look, I am all for it. 411 needs a new one too but fortunatly the boys are set. I LOVE older cousins!!


I have to share a MR story. Last night at 8:00 he tells me he wants to go lay down and wants me to come lay down with him. SO, sucker that I am, I say lets go. I get him all snuggled in and lay down next to him. He looks up at me with those big beautiful eyes and tells me "I love you too mommy, you'res me's favorite" Mely my heart. My kids have it down, when to pour on the charm. Just when I am ready to find a band of gypsy's, they do something like that. Ohh, and 411's big news: her tooth where they pulled 2 of them out (like 2 years ago)is finally starting to come in. She is way jazzed. Chick still hasn't lost all her baby teeth.

Mikey is planning a fish fry for the fourth of July. We don't have Easter plans, but he is already making lists for what he needs. Think he is a little excited?

blizzard of 07 , day three

Mikey, the kids and I have been housebound for the last three days (stir crazy anyone) due to the horrific blizzard that came this way. There actually didn't seem to be all that much snow but the drifts, OMG the drifts. We went out in Mikey's four wheel drive truck that has a lift kit on it (all I know is I can't get in it without pulling on the damn bar)and some of the drifts were taller then the roof of his truck. Crazy I tell ya. here is the before they tried to clear the highway out of town (the main way in and out I might add)


Here is the after three days they finally dug one lane out...


Mikey by the blue sign coming into town silly guy


And the incredible drifts... kinda cool. I would like them better if they hadn't totally messed up my weekend :)




We had some company tonight, 1/2 of the pack-o-bitches club came over and we made homemade calzones. They were so nummy. My one sister in law made homemade bread dough to use for the calzones and damn, she is talented. They were very good. Did I mention I liked them? The only downside is, is that it is 9:00 at night and Mikey is sound asleep after getting his belly stuffed. :)

Snow Day

It is a winter wonderland of blizzardness outside. The kids are all here with me looking for entertainment. For some reason, they don't think it is fun to clean their rooms. I keep using it as an answer for I'm bored/ There is nothing to do. Munchkins Mom picked her up this morning and now because of the roads, she gets to keep her till Saturday. Two whole nights of uninterrupted sleep. Ohhhhhhh the joy I take at that thought. Now, I just have to convince Mr not to need another trip to the ER (knock on wood, throw salt, all that jazz). Bubba is busy 'shooting' everything in sight, Kate is listening to classic country (where did she come from anyway?)and Chick is closeted in her room playing with Bratz. Soon enough she will be in there trying new hairstyles and calling her peeps to talk about the way (insert boy name here) looked yesterday and who do you think he likes. I am ok with the Bratz.
Poor Mikey is stuck at work. He got there at 7:30 and it was 10:45 before they plowed the parking lot at his shop. All they are doing is answering the phone and yakking to each other. Because the highways and roads are all closed due to the weather, they can't go fix any trucks and who knows when he will be able to come home. It is going to be a looooooonnnnnnnnngggggg day.