we don't want...

As Mr and I were driving home we had a discussion about gummy worms. After the second one he handed me that was clear from where he licked it, I told him I was full and I didn't want any more. He then asks, do they make you fat?
me- no
him-then why don't you want anymore?
me-cuz you licked them and I really don't want anymore
him- cuz they make you fat?
me- sure mister
him-and we don't want a fat mommy do we?
me-no
him-and we don't want a fat mr do we
me-no
him-and we don't want a fat bubba do we?
me-no
him-and a fat daddy, and a fat tatie
me- no, mister, can we talk about something else?


I didn't have the patience to tell him gummys are fat free, he couldn't understand why I didn't want something he had licked. Like a cat bringing you a dead mouse, what do you mean you don't want it, don't you love me??

Wonderful article

I found this and thought all you moms out there would like to take a look. I am still trying to get links down so bear with me....

http://www.cnn.com/2007/HEALTH/family/08/28/par.mom.surprises/index.html

It was a good time to find this, it was a looonnngggg day at the ole homestead.

Promised pictures

To borrow Cheyenne's phrase, Wonder twins, unite!!











Mr. Shiner




Why is she always glaring at me? Oh that is right, it is in the teen law book..

The infamous bra purse. Such a riot!

So, let me tell you about my Saturday

First I started my day by waking a overly tired, pmsing teen to tell her she had to do something she didn't want to do. Actually I gave her a choice of two things she didn't want to do. Then I get everyone loaded into Mikey's car because it has air conditioning but then the power steering doesn't always wanna work. That is a fun adventure all by itself. Off to Aunt Deannes to make noodles. I think the final count was thirty five pounds of flour and 10 dozen eggs. I don't want to make noodles for a long time. It was fun, 411 had a blast helping. Megs and Chick were old pros after about 5 minutes. I had a good time with everyone but had to leave to go pick up Bubba as soon as the noodles were done and the flour mess mostly cleaned. Picked up Bubba from his friends mom ( she had taken him to Keg Creek days, a local town's celebration) and he came home with a whole bag of free stuff so of course 411 was totally green that he got something she didn't. Mikey had been calling me all morning taunting me that I was missing out on some good yard sales so when he called me again, I was like, I am on my way so you can stop now. Oh no, he called to tell me that I might wanna pick up a bottle of Lysol with bleach cleaner because our camper fridge quit working. I was pissed because the last time a fridge quit working down at the river, someone had unplugged it, there was fish in the freezer that had started to rot. So I made a trip to the dollar store and got cleaner, paper towels and a tee shirt I didn't care about ( I also had to change out of my flour/water /egg pasty covered shirt). Get down there and Mike starts to mow the jungle that has sprouted around our camper from all the rain we have been getting. I had to make him stop and help me because..... there was rotting fish in this freezer too. and he had left it there. Mike has a notorious weak stomach but I didn't care, he was gonna have to help me. so we got the fish out and properly disposed (back in the river is appropriate I thought) and he goes back to mow and I went to get started on the fridge. Wellll, then I find out the lights aren't working. So back out to ask Mike if there was a fuse blown. I could see the murder in his eyes when I had to stop him this time. After a lot of cursing and poking and investigating, his conclusion is that our converter went out. The good part was the air conditioner and the wall sconce's still worked so I could clean the fridge. Frickin' yah. There was a whole universe of maggots all through where the fish had been down into the fridge. Small ones, tiny ones, dead ones, alive ones, HUGE ones, it was a party. I went through a whole brand new bottle of Lysol with Bleach spray, part of another one, and a whole roll of paper towels. If I never have to do that again, it will be WAYYYY too soon. Bob and Dianne, MacKenna and her friend Hanna came down to have dinner with us and visit, the kids all got along, it was groovy. Mr biffed his eye pretty good, I'll have to get a picture of it, and he wouldn't tell us how he did it. It was a "geek-it". I had to bribe him with a piece of gum to get him to tell me. He was pushing a car around like he does at full speed and it got away from him or he tripped and he face planted on it. I think he was embarrassed. Of course, we all assumed he had done something naughty. He is such a little man.

TGIF

It's Friday Friday Friiiiddddaaayyyyy! I don't know why I am excited, maybe because I will have 2 days of being able to send Mr to see his dad. It is always nice to be able to say, go see your father :)

On a more serious note, my niece Stacy just found out some disturbing news about her second babies development. They went to an ultrasound specialist yesterday after the regular ultrasound doctor didn't like what he saw. It turns out the babies left side of her heart isn't developing the way it should and because of this, she will have to have surgery as soon as she is born. She isn't due till November 8th so there is a long time for Stac to stress and worry. I am planning a shower for her but that has been put on hold till we see what happens.

I always took for granted that I would have healthy, physically perfect babies. Whether that was arrogance or ignorance, who knows. I do know that I feel for Stacy and Curtis and really hope that everyone who is reading this keeps warm thoughts and prayers for them.

The wet spot feels good

Just goes to show you the difference between a four year olds mind and a thirty three year old mind. Mr and I were out on the porch this morning after the rain and he was walking on the wet deck when this little jewel escaped his mouth. Immediately I was thinking 'oh yeah? I really don't like the wet spot myself' I am such a pervert.
I have had my first experience with Blondie's O.D.D., and I feel like a loser. I am really thankful she is at school so I have time to think about it and be calm when she gets home. Ok so here is what happened: Last night I made her do her homework. Cuz I am a bitch like that. That made her mad so she just ignored her chore. Ok, fine, it will be waiting for her when she gets home. This morning she wore a top that I didn't feel was appropriate for school and I suggested she change it. She ignored me. I explained there was more showing then there should be and she really needed to change it. She ignored me and wore it anyway. So here comes the dilemma, what discipline I would use for my children will not work on her. Frankly, I don't know what would work. I called her home worker and she suggested setting her down and telling her she had to follow the rules or find a new place to live. That seems kinda harsh for a little thing but the point is I don't want it to become a big thing. She already feels rejected and unwanted, I DO NOT want to add to that whole mindset BUT I do want her to understand that she does have to follow the rules.
I have some good news to share, Bubba brought home a note asking if he could be tested to be part of the Excel program. I think that is awesome! Even if he doesn't "get accepted" I still like that they think he is smart enough for it.
I had Miss Riles and baby Miley here yesterday. Mr was so happy, the were soooo full of energy. I was relieved that Miley slept for 7 of the 10 hours she was here. Today Mr is asking if we can go pick up Riles so he has someone to play with. Nope, I am enjoying the relative peace. Sue me!

YIPEE!!

I got the latest paperback from Suzanne Brockmann! It is Into the Night (I was wrong Whimp), I am soooo excited to get started on it. Thank you to all who gifted me birthday money, I got to buy something for me. Can you see me doing the dance?
We settled the teen drama with the solution that Chick would wear her headphones to her MP3 player. Because, as we found out in our meeting, it isn't necessarily that the radio is on, it is Blondie's choice of music. We'll have to see how this goes...
Mr got a nap today so I imagine I will be up for at least a couple more hours. Tomorrow his teacher is coming to do an in home visit to get to know him a little more. I think it is a fabu idea. Especially with Mr. because he doesn't do well with people he doesn't know. He is really funny sometimes, he loves,no LOVES dudette, but for a week, he wouldn't have anything to do with her. And every time he saw Aunt Wendy when she was subbing at school, he would bury his head and not have anything to do with her. He will run up and give Dianne the biggest hug and then not say another word to her. It kills me.
I have found a new show I just love, Army Wives. It is really neat to see it from that side, even Mikey watches it with me. He is actually the one who got me hooked. It might create a problem when Extreme Home Makeover and Desperate Housewives come back to new shows though. I saw a teaser for Bones to start it's new season, then there is Grey's Anatomy and it's spin off, Private Practice. I will watch it just to see what it is like. And, I got hooked on Real World, that is like meth, totally toxic and very addictive. This whole paragraph just shows how much I need a life. SSIIIIIGGGHHHHHHH