More movie reviews

I spent my morning watching movies, Thirteen and Friends with Money. The first one made me so thankful for my baby teen! It is about a girl who wants to be popular so she does what ever it takes to make the most popular girl be her friend. Ok, I remember those days, I thought. Yeah, my jr high days didn't include drugs, sex, piercings, stealing or cutting myself. It is really disturbing and I need to pull my head out of my little safe bubble and realize that these are issues that are real. Maybe not so much in Tabor, but in this day and age, it is a lot more then I wanna see. It was uncomfortable to watch but I guess that was the point. I would recommend it to anyone with kids.
The other one was such a disappointment. It has Jennifer Aniston, Catherine Keener, And Joan Cusak so I was looking forward to it. It is one of those films that is trying to be edgy and say something but just kind of rambles and you are waiting for it to get interesting and then it is over and you are still waiting. Ugg is all I am going to say.
Poor tater is just filthy. Megger took her to the park to play, and she must have had a ball!! I love it when the bigger kids come in to stay with me cuz they actually like to play with the little ones, keeps everyone occupied. 411 is looking homeless, she has a rip in her dress and mud down the front. I gave up trying to keep her clean years ago. I am to the point, if she is presentable in public, it's good enough.
I am still waiting on my paperwork to get paid for babysitting. I have called them three times now. The nice thing is when they finally get it all straight, I will get paid for 2 months at once. The downside, by the time they do get it figured, Kristi will be moved and it will be a moot point.
Got to run errands to get ready for this next week, Mike's best bud will be here for the week. Then next week, 2 15 year olds and an extra 12 year old will be here with Chick. SO I am thinking by the time my sister breakfast rolls around, I am gonna be SOOO ready :)

June 26

Ten years ago today, my first husband died. He was killed by an idiot/drunk driver/ speeder ( he is all of the above in my opinion). Every year around this time, I miss him terribly and wonder how different my life would be if a particualr thing hadn't happened. If he had gotten a ride from someone else, if the dumbass hadn't over corrected, if his head injuries hadn't been so sever, if his lung injuries hadn't been so severe, but most of all I wonder if I had stayed at the hospital, would it have made a difference? (After a week of the doctors saying they didn't know when or even if he would wake up, I decided to bring Chick home since we lived 5 hours from the hospital. 4 hours after we got home, they called and said he was gone.) Pointless I know, but well, no one has ever accused me of being the most efficient person. Anyway, I was wandering around http://www.quotegarden.com/ (LOVE this site) and found this jewel....

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell. ~Edna St Vincent Millay

That about sums it up. Tommorrow would have been his 35th birthday. I would've loved to harrass him about it. I believe things have worked out exactly as they are supposed to, even with all the "surprises" life has thrown my way. By the way, this is the last picture taken of me that I liked. That is kind of sad since it was taken 14 year ago. AArrgghhh that seems like so long ago. I know, it isn't, but it sure seems like it.

I have a bouncing baby teen!!

Chick's 13th birthday is today. Wow, it feels kinda weird knowing my baby is now officially a teenager. I know, I have had to attitude and drama for the last couple of years. Hmm, strange.

Bubba is busy challenging everything I tell him. He asked to do the dishes (because it pays the most to get his toys back not because he really wanted to do them) and then proceeded to get them wet and call them good. I mean there was still chunks on the silverwear when he set them to dry. So we put them all back in the soapy water and he washed them again. There was still about five spoons that needed rewashed. I asked him yesterday to clean his room before he went to bed, he didn't. When I went in to pick up and keep whatever he didn't this morning, I found three pairs of dirty shorts. I am working on the love and logic way of dealing with him but feel like I am spinning my wheels.

There was finally some common sense today.. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070625/ap_on_re_us/67_million_pants
At least someone is using it!

Mr. is fine

So, yesterday morning at 6:00am, we got Mr up and took him up to the hospital. They had his room all ready for him and even a Welcome Justin on the dry erase board (which I thought was sweet).

The first thing they did was make him put on some loony tunes hospital jammies and then we waited. For like an hour and a half, every time someone came in the room, he jumped up into my arms. He doesn't do well with strangers so this was pretty much hell for him. They offered to give him some medicine that would help calm him down before they took him into surgery and the only way we could get him to take it was to tell him he could ride in the wagon (it is a lil red wagon they use to transport the kids so they aren't scared by the gurney) by the time we got downstairs (less then 5 minutes later) he was weavy. To tell you how much he really didn't care, he let the nurse lay him back on the pillow in the wagon. All Mike and I saw as he was going through the doors was his lil arms back behind his head, just chillin' ! It took till about 10:15 or so before they came to tell us that he was fine, they had to do 6 caps and 2 fillings. At 10:50, they wheeled him up to the room on the gurney, he looked soooo tiny. Everyone kept telling us how big he is for three, he just looked dinky to me.

Mike picked him up and he kinda sorta woke up and reached for me. I tried laying him on the bed and he wanted none of that. I finally got him to compromise by just laying on my arm on the bed. My favorite shirt got ruined ( he had a little bit of bleeding from his nose) but I don't care. They had put an IV in and had it wrapped up in purple tape. For some reason, he really hated that and kept trying to take it off in him sleep. Mike talked the nurse into removing it while he was still out and he was so much more comfortable, he slept till 12:30. He woke up and instantly drained a mini can of Sprite (his favorite) and went back to sleep. We finally got to leave at 1:25 and all Mr could do was doze in and out all day. We went up to pick up 411 and Bubba from my moms and visit with my Aunt Kathy and her husband Jim. Mr fell asleep again on the floor. This is how he spent his night, as soon as we finally got home.

I really HATE when he is so .... limp like this. Poor lil guy, he still is droopy this morning and not wanting to do a whole lot of anything. He started running a lil fever, which the doc said was normal, this morning. So I am pretty much letting him do what he wants ( which is sleep and watch cartoons) while trying to get him to eat pudding. He won't take tylonel so we are riding the fever out. Hopefully he perks up soon.....

and here at the ol' homestead.....

I was scrolling thru my history on internet explorer, looking for cnn.com or ketv.com when I started noticing, there was cheetos.com, fruitloops.com, bluebunny.com, pizzahut.com...... 411 will try all the websites. She is so funny, if she sees a .com address, she has to run to the computer to check it out.


We spent the weekend at the campground. I had a lot of fun yard saling and then cooking out and visiting Saturday. Next time I am going to put my mind to going home on Saturday night though, it was boring all day out there Sunday with no one to talk to. Thank God Whimpy took Bubba home so I didn't have to listen to him complain about being at the river. If he has someone to play army guys with, he does ok but for the most part, he hates it.



Went to the dentist today, I had forgotten they were pulling one of Bubba's teeth. Poor lil guy, I told him to look at the bright side, at least the tooth fairy could finally visit for the first time. I got the "good-god-you-are-stupid" look from him. I am thinking he is starting puberty wayyyy too soon. I had given him the opportunity to clean his room because......

Yeah,not a pretty site. SO I asked him on Monday if he thought it would be reasonable for him to have it cleaned by Wednesday. Sure, he says, no problem. Tuesday I asked him again, Is it reasonable to assume that by 5 on Wednesday you will have your room clean? Sure, no problem. Wednesday morning I asked again, will you have your room clean by 5? Yep he says. Then he proceeded to go play with his friends, run around outside, ride his bike etc. At 5:01 pm Wednesday, I got a new room. Toys and all. The boys had to ask for their underwear, clothes whatever but NO toys. I didn't feel like cleaning it that day, and since it was now my room, I cleaned it when I felt like it. Which was last night.....






Quite a difference, aye? The whole thing was, all he had to do was attempt to pick up something, anything to make a dent. But he made the choice to ignore me so these are his consequences. He can earn credit to 'buy' his toys back but let me tell you, they aren't cheap!! In the meantime, he has lost all video games and swimming in Aunt Chelle's pool too for other things he has done. I hope he gets his lesson soon, I am running out of creativity. The bright side is, 411 is a quick study, she sees what he is doing and what is happening so even though she may not like it, she does what she is supposed to.

Mr. has oral syrgery on Thursday, we have to be up at the hospital by 6:40 am (for those not near here, it is a 30-40 minute drive to get there). He told me today while we were waiting for 411 and Bubba to get done that he doesn't like the dentist. Then about 10 minutes later says, me like the dentist now. We'll see how well he likes Dr. Joe Thursday. I couldn't ask for better dentistry for my kids, none of them are scared of him or anything he does. I wish he would see a sissy like me :)

Midnight Musings

Mr is up off and on with his nightmares again so I am not allowed to get any sleep either. He is so boy! We went to visit Aunt Chelle's pool today, mostly he just sits on the ladder and doesn't want anything to do with actually getting in the water. I think he is intimidated by it. But today he actually let me carry him around it TWICE and let Kizzie lap him once. I took Mr, Bubba, 411, 411JR and Tater. Tater loves the water, has no fear like all babies. At one point I had Tater on one hip and Mr on the other. I love to swim, it is so relaxing. I especially love that I can wear a swimsuit comfortably when I go out there.

I haven't heard from Chick in a couple of days, she has gone to her Aunt Ambers. Now there is a woman that I have to go, how do you do it? She is legally blind, has a 15,13,soon to be 12,7 and 4or5 year old. And they are all boys except the 11 year old. AND she encourages visits from all her nieces and nephews in the summertime. Chick loves it there even if her and Jo-jo do bicker all the time :) She should be getting her birthday present soon, I can't wait. I actually got her something she and I both want her to have.

Poor Bubba gets sun burnt so easily. 411 got it really bad so I went and got some spf 40 and have been slathering the kids with it since. But, Bubba, in all all his blondness, is almost lobster toned. Even Tater didn't get pinked up like he did.

I am enjoying these days in June because as soon as the fourth is over, I have to start getting ready for school again. I swear, it is getting earlier and earlier every year. With 4 of them attending school again, it is going to be an expensive enrollment. Of course, they have all grown so everything has to be replaced. AAHhhhh I love being a parent..

I was reading CNN

I know I shouldn't, it just gets me riled. Here is what I found today: Senator Sam Brownback (R. Kan) , at a gathering of 500 Catholic men, proclaimed that rape victims should not be offered abortion (this includes the morning after pill). I know that this is a touchy subject and I am probably going to piss a couple of people off but here are my thoughts. WHAT THE HELL? A man is going to say to other men that a woman who has been victimized and abused should have to live with a daily reminder of a terrible trauma. I personally have never made the choice to have an abortion nor do I feel it is my right to tell someone they can't. I also believe that it can't be considered a child till there is a heartbeat (here is where all the screaming starts) and that damn sure isn't within the 72 hours you have to take the pill in. I do not understand how a man, who can not ever be put in such a horrendous decision making position, blithely say no one should have that option. I look at it like this, if my daughter was raped, there is no way you are going to convince me that she has to carry that for 9 months unless that is her choice. I love all of my children and was greatly saddened to go through two miscarriages ( before I got together with Mikey) and if I got pregnant today, I wouldn't exactly be jumping for joy, but I would have baby #5. However, regardless of what choices I have made and continue to make for myself, I can't dictate to someone else what they can or can't do. With that said, I also believe it shouldn't be an option past 8 weeks and only in cases of extreme physical problems or rape. See, he is just further evidence that Kansas is an evil state. :)



PS, I know that there are Senators with these beliefs all over, but I couldn't resist a dig at Kansas since I dislike it so.

Pastors Ass

The Pastor's Ass

The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.
The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it the
race again, and it won again.
The local paper read:
PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered
the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day, the local paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS.
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get
rid of the donkey.
The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.
The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline
the next day:
NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.
The bishop fainted.
He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey,
so she sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the paper read:
NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10 .
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back
the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.
The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.
The bishop was buried the next day.
The moral of the story is . . . being concerned about public
opinion can bring you much grief and misery . . . even shorten
your life.
So be yourself and enjoy life.
Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and you'll be a lot happier
and live longer!
Have a nice day!

summer is here

Finally, it feels like summer. The weather is warm, the kids are home, and Chick is homesick. She has been calling everyday, and not just me. She has been calling her cousins, her friend, me, her dad, everyone she can think of. She will be going to her Aunt Ambers soon, then her and three of her cousins will be coming up here the 6th of July. I was hoping they would get to be here for the Fish Fry on the Fourth but no. It's understandable, Papa lets them shoot off the big fireworks and they really enjoy that tradition. I am looking forward to seeing my nephew and nieces again, it has been a long time. I am a tad nervous about Joey (he's so drreeaaammyyyy)coming up into Chicks circle since he is 15 and all her friends are 13 or so. Cheyenne might be coming too, shes 15, and will help curtail any naughtiness. Candace is the other niece of mine that is supposed to be coming. She is.. oh 11 now, soon to turn 12. Her and 411 get along great so that is cool, poor 411 gets left out alot. I miss these guys alot. Fortuntely, they are actually looking forward to coming to Aunt Brandy's. My other nephew, Austin, was supposed to come up but he got in trouble over his grades and isn't allowed. From what I understand, that is a very big disappointment for him. It is kinda cool to be leverage :) Now all I have to do is remember to take pictures while they are here.

Big Dog Daddy

I just found out that Toby Keith has a new cd coming out next week and that is the title, makes me giggle. I love Toby. and Big & Rich. and Outkast. and 3 doors down. and Gwen Stefani. and Montgomery Gentry. It is like a buffet of musical talents, there is that variety thing again.

Mr is feeling all better, chock full of piss and vinegar. Crash went home this morning so at least now he might crawl out of my butt. He is actually out of eyesight, something that hasn't happened since Friday. Tater is walking now all over the house getting into even more. If it isn't one its another :)

We have a class all day for foster parenting on Friday. We have to have 6 hours a year of class time ( I don't remember what they call it) and we found this one that lets us get it all done at once. That is so much easier then trying to get to several different classes throughout the year.

The water guns Bubba got for his birthday have been a big hit, I just wish that we had an outdoor faucet they could get more ammo at. I did have to put my foot down and tell them that 8 am was too early for a water gun fight. I am a meaner and make them wait till the temp is at least 70 degrees. And because I won't let them watch tv non stop all day. by Friday I prolly will, but don't tell them that.

whojamuhwhaducallit??

It is Sunday, the day after Bubba's 9th birthday. Where has the time gone? I know I wonder that everytime I look at Chick but for some reason, yesterday, Bubba growing up smacked me in the face.

We have a three year old visiter this weekend, and I am about drained. Mike is all tickled pink, and he is a neat kid. Not something I want to do on a day to day basis. Mr is so jealous, he is crawling up my butt and Crash is very needy and doesn't listen too well. I spent all day Friday parenting by myself, most of Saturday, and then today. I think some of my feelings come from knowing he is going home Tuesday and it is temporary. Maybe if it was something more permanent then I would adjust better, I don't know, I do know that I want a nap!

Speaking of Mikey, he was complaining about everyone not updating their blogs. I got a huge chuckle out of that. He surprises me sometimes, not very often. I like variety in just about everything, and it is cool that after 10 years, I don't know everything. well, ya'll know what I am trying to say.

I feel so bad, the kids and I went to see Whimp this afternoon. I knew that Mr didn't feel 100% especially when he volunteered to lay on her coach and cover up with a blanket. We had lunch and visited for a little while and then he woke up and threw up all over her coach. I felt so bad, I helped her clean it up and then grabbed the kids and came home. Like I told her, I hate to puke and leave but, I would rather he sick up at home. I was enjoying having an adult to talk to, too. Oh well, another fabulous "perk" of being a parent.