Monday, December 22, 2008
My parents live in Troy. They have lived there for twenty plus years now. My dad started volunteering at the fire department over ten years ago. My mom got the crazy idea to make him a Santa suit a few years ago. Around this time, you can find my dad at the local preschool and some fire department events as a "Santa Helper" as my kids call him. He really enjoys it. He loves kids. He's got to be one of the best dad's and papa's around.
I thought it was awesome that the city was able to rally and get so many things together for this family. This is truly what Christmas is about.
The kids thought is was sooooooooooooooooooooo cool that their Big Papa was on t.v. AND they got to see their dad's fire truck. LOL. They are so funny. They didn't want to tell anyone at school about it. They weren't sure if other kids know that Santa has helpers, so they didn't want to spoil it. Awww........they can be sweet.
Step 1. I treated EVERY single red area with Shout stain remover. I didn't have much left in my bottle so I was only able to do a pair of Tater's jeans, Grace's shirt, D's work pants and Little D's shirt. Let this soak for about thirty minutes.
Step 2. I grabbed some dish detergent. I believe mine is Ajax. Yeah, that's right. It's the cheap one. It still works and I'm not allergic to it. Palmolive is a little pricey and gives me a rash anyhow. LOL. Soak the spots with dish detergent.
Step 3. I decided to work the detergent in with my fingers. I'm not sure if this is actually necessary, but I figured it couldn't hurt. Make sure to put one hand behind the stain (if you just start scrubbing away, you will actually cause the stain to seep through to the other side of the item). Let sit for 10 minutes.
Step 4. Wash the clothing in the HOT water cycle. I'm pretty sure this is the most important step to this whole process. Use extra laundry detergent.
Step 5. Check clothes for stains. If stains are gone, go ahead and run through a rinse cycle to get out the extra soap. If the stains are still present, repeat the process.
I was able to do this just one time and I had pretty good success. Little D's shirt has a tiny bit of red on it, but it is barely noticeable. Seeing as how he will probably outgrow the shirt in three days anyway, I'm not too concerned. The crayon came completely out of everything else. I have not gone back to the store yet to purchase more Shout. I still need to work on the rest of the load that is newly colorized. I have high hopes. One site said to use WD-40 on the clothes too. I can't imagine the stench this would produce. Thank goodness this method worked out for me.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
1. Gum on dryer drum
First, I tried just scrubbing with a wet rag. This did nothing at all. I thought I might be able to scrape the gum off, but I had no such luck. The next thing I tried was a dryer sheet. You need to turn your dryer on high for about 10 minutes. Grab a dryer sheet and run it under water. Scrub the drum of the dryer with the dryer sheet. I was shocked at how amazingly simple this was. I didn't really even have to scrub.
2. Crayon on dryer drum
The first thing I tired was a Magic Eraser. These things work for a lot of things and several websites recommended it. The Magic Eraser was less than magical. It did absolutely nothing. I was going to try WD-40 but we did not have any and I was not about to take Little D out in this blustery, cold weather. I decided to try nail polish remover. Just for fun, I poured a little bit in the drum. The crayon came off INSTANTLY. I ended up using a whole bottle because that one little crayon made a HUGE mess. To make sure I removed it all, I threw in an old white towel and turned it on high. I checked it after 15 minutes and the towel had no pinkness at all!!! The drum has the faintest hint of pink, but nothing like it was. I should have taken a picture. It was on every square inch.
The next post will be about removing crayon from clothing. Believe it or not: you can get crayon out of clothes! I know, I was shocked too.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
1Tech Deck Street Spots - Hubba Hideout" Spin Master Toys; Toy; $12.99
1 Cherokee True White Toddler Boys S/S Polo with Back Art - 2T" Apparel; $1.74
1 Cherokee Hill Country Green Toddler Boys' Solid Woven Short - 2T" Apparel; $2.99
1 Cherokee Moss Olive Toddler Boys' Solid Woven Short - 2T" Apparel; $2.99
1 Cherokee Classic Blue Stone Toddler Boys' Denim Short - 2T" Apparel; $2.99
1 Cherokee Dirty Dark Stone Toddler Boys' Denim Short - 2T" Apparel; $2.99
1 Circo TB Harvey Plaid Skate Brn 6.5" Apparel; $7.49
1 Xhilaration Brn Girls Fatima MJ Wedge - 4.5" Apparel; $8.49
1 Circo Medium Wash Girls' Denim Jean - 12" Apparel; $9.99
2 Xhilaration Spanish Brown Girls' Pintuck Knit Top - L" Apparel; $11.99
1 Nerf N-Strike Recon CS-6 Dart Blaster" Hasbro; Toy; $15.99
Subtotal of Items:
Shipping & Handling:
Total before tax:
Total spent: 91.39 on gift cards, nothing out of pocket. That's not too shabby. I can't complain. I do wish that I could get Tater to appreciate the value of a buck. He is still young though. I will keep working on him. Sigh.
Friday, December 19, 2008
The rational side kicked in after about an hour. Yes, it is going to be difficult. Yes, we will have to cut some things out of our lives. We don't spend a lot of money on extra "stuff"anyways, but if need be, we can cut our satelite package, home phone, etc. We don't NEED these things to have a good life. I am thankful that as of now, D and I are both still employed. I realize that there are several million people who are out of work with no hope in sight. I am extremely thankful for that and have prayed every night expressing my gratitude.
We don't know what is going to happen during these financially difficult times. I take solace in the fact that D and I will go through this together. We will work it out together. We will do whatever it takes, aside from stealing.
I was done feeling sorry for myself before I even went to bed. Yes, it's unfortunate, but it could be MUCH worse. For everything I have, I am thankful.
Monday, December 15, 2008
6. Gently place the chimichanga into the oil. Cook until golden. Flip to the other side. Remove from oil. (The trick to keep it from becoming too greasy is to make sure the oil is up to temp and not to over load the pan/pot. When the temperature of the oil drops, the food soaks in more of the oil.) Remove toothpick when slightly cooled.
7. Garnish and plate the chimichanga. (The kiddos love this part. They add only the extra stuff they like and they feel like they accomplished something huge!!) I typically add lettuce, tomato, black beans, onions, a tiny bit of cheese, salsa and a tiny bit of reduced fat sour cream.
8. Eat it up!!!
Ruling: Everyone loves these. D wants them every night of the week, but I am mean and refuse to feed him fried food every day, or every Monday for that matter. The only down side to this meal is reheating. If you nuke the chimichangas, they will not be crisp. You could easily pop them in the oven or even a toaster oven to achieve that crispness.
Friday, December 12, 2008
I noticed on Wednesday that the little boy was not their yet. It was very odd. They always arrived at the same time. If he was sick, they would call and let us know. I would of course offer well wishes. I don't want any child to be sick. The phone for the preschool rang and I saw mom's name on the caller i.d. I won't go into specifics about the call. It seems so personal. It was a moment of vulnerability that I was apart of. I would feel like I were exploiting it if I wrote it down. I know it sounds odd, but I'm so damn sensitive sometimes.
I really didn't believe what I had heard. I do that a lot. It's a defense mechanism. I go through denial, until I have absolute proof. I do it with a lot of things. I just kept thinking I misunderstood her. I just saw him yesterday and he seemed fine. He was sweet as usual. We all took it very hard. I can't imagine losing my husband just a couple of weeks before Christmas.
It instantly brought back a memory for me that I seemed to have misplaced for several years. Next week marks the tenth anniversary of my uncle's tragic death. He was struck by a motorist while he was training for an upcoming cycling competition. He did everything properly. The driver just wasn't paying attention. Accidents happen. My three little cousins lost their father 9 days before Christmas. I can't even imagine the pain.
I keep replaying the last few conversations I had with the father. I started to wonder: do we subconsciously know something is going to happen. The father made a point to stick around a couple of weeks ago and tell me how much he loved us. He gave us the greatest compliments. It was very sweet. I thanked him profusely. My uncle for the first time since his first child was born had all of the presents purchased. They usually waited until the last minute. It's probably just a coincidence.
I have been to several funerals/visitations in my life. Why is it I never have the right things to say? I don't want to say too much and put my foot in my mouth. Thinking back, this is the first time someone has passed away and I had just spoken with them the day before. My uncle I hadn't seen in a couple of years. My grandparents, great aunts, great uncles.
I know things happen for a reason. I know that this father isn't suffering anymore. I know that life is short. I know that terrible things happen to great people. I know that life, and death for that matter, aren't fair. Every kiss is that much sweeter. Every "I love you" is that more heartfelt. Every embrace lasts a second longer. Every lesson I teach my children seems that much more important. I want to leave my mark on this world. That will most likely be through the people closest to me: my children and my husband. If I can instill all of the knowledge and love I have to share, then a piece of me will always live on and hopefully always be in their hearts.
C, I pray for your wife and your son every day. I know you have gone on to a better place. I know that you won't spend another day in the hospital suffering. I know you are watching down on them, smiling. May your love and your spirit give them strength to get through the coming weeks. You will always be in our hearts.
I had kind of been in a funk all day. I was just really quiet and not myself. I was trying to hold back the tears. They eventually came. It was about 9 Thursday night. I was talking to my mother about how happy I am and how lucky I am. I lost it. I felt better when I was finished though. I finally made it to bed around 11. This is VERY late for me. I need my sleep. I'm a big baby. Speaking of. I almost forgot. Little D woke up the exact moment I put my head to my pillow. CRAP. I think he had a bad dream or something. I was finally able to put him back to bed at 1. Who needs a good night's sleep any ways???
Thursday, December 11, 2008
-- Update on my fantasy football teams: I won in one league. It was a squeaker. The next round is against the guy in first. His team is going to kill me! Oh well, at least I made it that far. In the other league, I pretty much had my booty handed to me. I have one more week of torture against the same guy. I bet he's enjoying this.
-- Oh yeah!! I'm married!! We are finally hitchified. If you know anything about a marriage at the Justice of the Peace, you know that it is short and sweet. Just the way I like it. Plus, we saved a TON of money. I will have another post about this day.
-- Our work concert was last night. We had a fairly good turn out. The kids did a great job. Nothing beats wathching a bunch of youngsters on a stage hamming it up.
-- Tater's concert was tonite. It was very cute also. I hope that the pics turn out. We will see.
-- A parent of one of our children passed away. That was very hard news to take. This will also have it's own post, it rightly deserves it. I, obviously, will not reveal any names, just offer some thoughts. I pray for the family.
-- Remains of a child were found near the Anthony home near Orlando, FL. I hope they hurry up the results of the DNA so we can finally put that sweet little Caylee to rest. This will also have it's own post.
-- I'm gonna be an aunt again!!! My little bro and his wife are expecting their first child. I'm so happy for the both of them.
-- I finished shopping for the kiddos. I keep saying every year that I am going to get a head start and I never do. Maybe next year. LMAO!! Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure.
-- I secretly want it to snow. I know so many people hate the snow, but I LOVE it. I don't know why really. I think I was a polar bear or something in another life.
I believe that is it for randomness. I will upload pics soon and hopefully have more posts. I know you are anxioulsy waiting. I will leave you with this little incident that happened yesterday.
Tater: I don't like this top (the spinning kind). It won't spin enough.
Me: Is it a top or a bottom?
Tater: It's a top.
Me: Bottom is the opposite of top, remember?
Tater: No, TOP is the opposite of BOTTOM.
Me: Oh, that makes much more sense. So, you don't like your little top? What about big bottoms? (I realized after the fact, that doesn't sound right, but I was going with the opposites thing.)
Tater: Who has a big bottom?
Me: Well, I do, I guess. It's huge.
Grace comes over and wraps her arms around me.
Grace: Don't say that, Mommy. You shouldn't say things like that. You have perfectly sized bottom. It's not too big.
LOL. Seriously, I need to carry a tape recorder to catch all the silly stuff they say. I know kids aren't for some people, but I dunno what I would do without mine. I love those little knuckleheads.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
----got the marriage license
----made three birthday cakes in three weeks. I'm tired of cake
---- Grace started the flu bug
---- D got sick on Thanksgiving
---- Little D also got sick
---- Tater Tot got sick, but he was at his dad's
---- I was sick Saturday night/Sunday morning
---- caught awesome deals online since I was up with my sick son
---- cleaning the house for the mini reception on Friday
---- my mom had knee surgery and everything went well
---- Tater Tot swears he is growing arm pit hair (he's 5)
---- Grace didn't know that Waffle House serves waffles (her argument is that it's not really a hosue)
---- Little D is the meanest one year old EVER (seriously, very violent)
---- one year old + birthday cake= biggest mess ever
Well, I know it was a weak post, but I'm still drained from being sick and cleaning. I will stop being a baby now!!! I hope everyone had a great Turkey Day and I shall post again in the near future.
Monday, November 24, 2008
D: Are you getting cold feet?
D: Why are you freaking out?
Me: I dunno. I guess I'm really nervous.
D: Why are you nervous? You've been married before. I should be the one freaking out.
Me: Just because I was married before doesn't mean I'm a pro at this. It's still a big deal.
D: It's not a big deal. Nothing is changing. We have been practically married for a long time. Now we will have the piece of paper to go along with it.
He's right. It's really not a big deal. I shouldn't be having an attack. Of course, I want to spend the rest of my life with this man. I'm not afraid of marrying him. I'm afraid of failing again. He doesn't understand. When you get married, you think "Life is perfect. We are going to live together happily ever after." You don't think that just a couple of short years later you will be divorcing. No one enters a marriage planning to divorce, that's absurd. Unless you are someone who is marrying for money, I suppose. I want to be happily married. D makes me very happy and I am incredibly lucky to have him. It is so hard to explain this feeling. I'm ashamed to let myself plan for the future again. A part of me feels like I should only live in the moment. If I worry about the future and what it may or may not hold, then I will not be living a whole life. It's like constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop. Waiting for the moment when the glass shatters and the dream is broken. That thinking is toxic for a relationship. D doesn't deserve that. I'm well aware that nothing or no one is perfect. I know every day isn't going to be heaven. I know we will have ups and we will have downs, but hopefully the first will outweigh the latter. I like to think that I have learned a lot in the time since my divorce. I've learned more about relationships and more about myself. Should one of those bumps in the road appear to be too much to handle, I know it is something we will be able to navigate around. Long story short: yes I am very excited and happy to be marrying D. I am not getting cold feet. I just have really, really, really bad anxiety. :)
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
His wife also purchased a new phone recently. She has the Blackberry Curve. This is my second favorite phone. The third one I found, I believe is relatively new. I have yet to see it in person, but I know the day will be here soon. It's from LG. I can't remember the darn name and I am much too lazy to go look it back up. I can't get a new phone until February. That works out well anyways: tax return time!!! I will definitely be getting myself a new phone. I can't wait!!!!
1. I'm a red head.
2. I'm a scorpio.
3. The combination of 1 and 2 makes for a pretty mean person.
4. I'm 5'9.
5. I'm the shortest kid in my family.
6. My sister is 2 inches taller than me.
7. I'm from Illinois.
8. I wish I lived there now.
9. I drive a minivan.
10. I hate the minivan.
11. My kids love the minivan.
12. I'd rather have a Cadillac CTS.
13. I'd even settle for a new Impala.
14. A '57 Bel-Air would be even nicer.
15. I love food.
16. I love to cook.
17. I hate any kind of shopping.
18. Even though I hate shopping, I still love the holidays.
19. I have one sister and three brothers.
20. I think we get our looks from Dad. Seriously.
21. I am not a girly girl.
22. I cut my hair off.
23. I wish I had my longer hair back.
24. I've always been a little on the thick side.
25. Dieting is scary for me.
26. I've battled an eating disorder (off and on) since the 7th grade.
27. Not many people know that.
28. My mother never took me to get help.
29. My mom is the reason for the eating issues.
30. My mom and I are not close.
31. I wish we were.
32. I am terrified that my daughter and I will not be close.
33. I would hate to fail as a parent.
34. I put myself last, always.
35. I like it that way.
36. I would rather give a gift than receive one.
36. I might be a little OCD.
37. I clean my trash can 4 times a week.
38. I hate my house.
39. I only hate it because I can't decide how to decorate it.
40. I want to have a beautiful lawn.
41. I have a brown thumb.
42. I am indecisive.
43. I am an anxious person.
44. I have a panic attack at least once a week.
45. I don't sleep well at night.
46. I like sleeping by myself.
47. D hates that.
48. I have an iron stomach.
49. A kid puking doesn't freak me out.
50. Poopoo doesn't either.
51. I want to go back to school.
52. I have two years of college under my belt.
53. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
54. I would love to be a stay at home mom.
55. I am terrified of spiders.
56. I have a panic attack and cry hysterically when I see a spider.
57. I'm afraid of dying young.
58. I am terified of having to bury one of my children.
59. I love chocolate.
60. I coudln't eat chocolate during my last pregnancy.
61. This is probably why I was so cranky.
62. I have three kids.
63. I really don't want any more.
64. What I do want is a dog.
65. I am so excited about canceling the big wedding.
66. The only sad part is there will not be any pretty pictures.
67. I only have a few close friends.
68. I like beer.
70. Bonfires are a lot of fun.
71. Growing up, I had more friends who were boys.
72. I had fun beating them in sports.
73. I played soccer.
74. I also played basketball.
75. I briefly played vollyball.
76. I miss being athletic.
77. I was a brut in sports.
78. I was married once before.
79. Marriage is still a little scary to me.
80. I love garlic bread.
81. I also love scrambled eggs
82. My favorite color is purple.
83. My least favorite color is orange.
84. I love to read.
85. I haven't read a book in a while.
86. I can't decide what book to read.
87. I have fair skin.
88. I have had a few skin cancer scares.
89. The first one came when I was only 12.
90. I don't really care for yellow gold.
91. I'm addicted to making lists.
92. I take about 2 hours total making a shopping list.
93. I love nice sheets.
94. I want to buy new sheets but can't decide on a color.
95. I have had surgery on both of my knees.
96. I had the surgeries in consecutive summers.
97. I was pretty pissed off about that.
98. I have trust issues.
99. I am getting much better.
100. I am a very competitive person.
Wow, that was easier than I thought it would be. I could have kept going. Hmm...perhaps another time.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
2. No Bake Oatmeal Cookies
These are a favorite from my childhood. I somehow always manage to screw them up though. I will probably have my momma make these for me.
4. Oreo Fudge Bars from Bakingblonde's Weblog
5. No Flour Peanut Butter Kiss Cookies
Another old favorite. These are so simple to make too. They only require 4 or 5 ingredients. I will problaby use the dark chocolate kisses though. I don't care for milk chocolate.
Can you tell that I am a chocoholic? I'm pretty sure that I bleed chocolate. Grace cannot wait for me to make all of these cookies. She wants the NOW. What are some of your favorite cookie recipes???
Monday, November 17, 2008
I need to also put up a disclaimer. These are not original photos. I will do my best to take photos of my actual creations. And as I mentioned before, some of these are fattening or tend to be, but I have a couple of tricks to lower the fat.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
I just watched this a few minutes ago. I thought this was very funny. JT just might have a future on SNL.
---I have a new crush in my life. I am in love with Paul Rudd. He has acted in several well known movies: Anchorman, Forty Year Old Virgin, Knocked Up and more recently, Role Models. I tend to have a thing for guys that aren't typically thought of as sexy. I happen to think he very sexy. Mmmm.
--- To the butt nugget who drives the Dodge Charger. You are not cool. I think your car is ugly. You are endangering a lot of lives driving as recklessly as you do. EVERY morning you follow me to the highway. EVERY morning you think it is necessary to ride my ass. Sometimes, you even decide to pass me on the dangerous curves. I have even witnessed you take the strait lane at the light and turn left just to cut everyone else off. Once we hit the highway, you proceed to change lanes rapidly with out signaling. I showed you though. You were riding my ass at 70 mph. I slammed on my brakes. How do you like that? If you are in that big of a hurry, THAN LEAVE EARLIER!!!!!!!!!!!
--- This diet thing isn't working out for me. I have no self control. I don't know what happened to me. I see food. I eat it. I can't stop. And forget about exercising. That would cut into my nap time. I am hoping that tomorrow will be the start of a new week. I am going to start journaling what I eat every day. Maybe this will help me.
--- Thanksgiving is almost here!! I love the holidays. Well, all except the part where I have to shop. That's not fun.
--- I thought was was dying on Friday. I was at the Evil Empire (aka Walmart). My vision started to go all wonky on me. I had trouble seeing anything. Then a headache started in. I was terrified that I would pass out in one of the aisles and hit my head. Then what if the baby climbed out of his straps and he fell out and hit his head???? Now ensues a panic attack. Oh great. I am not going to attempt to drive in this condition. I hang out at the store until it goes away. Thank goodness it stopped, but I did have a headache for the next 24 hours. At least I'm not dead!!!
That is all for now, I think. Have a lovely weekend.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Well, I am going to go clean. Yes, I clean a lot, in case you haven't noticed. I might have OCD.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
I haven't cleaned the house house this week because I was sick as a dog. I know it seems to be going around. I came down with a cold three weeks ago. It wasn't any fun, but it wasn't nearly as bad as this latest round. Tuesday night, I felt fine. I woke up Wednesday, and I felt like I had smoked a carton of cigarettes. My chest was killing me. Thursday was a million times worse. I was running a fever, and my chest was SO tight that I was having trouble breathing. My breathing was very shallow. I called my mom (she's an RN) to see what she would suggest. I have been known to have high blood pressure so I don't want to kill myself over some cold medicine. She suggested Mucinex. It worked ok, I suppose. I think it would have been more effective if I would have woken up in the middle of the night to take a dose. My mom also offered to come down and get Little D. I had been off on Fridays for a while. She was going to take him Thursday night and bring him back Friday night, so that I could rest and get well. That was so sweet of her. My mother and I have really never been close. Ever. I try, but it's hard to form that bond that you missed developing at a young age.
The kids had a blast last night. Well, Grace didn't. As expected, she started complaining half way through. A, Tater and Grace's bonus mom (we don't say step because that sounds evil.) came over to walk around with us. She has been fighting off a nasty cold too. She brought me some of her OTC meds that she had left and some homemade soup!! How flipping sweet is she?!?!? She is such a sweetheart. It made me feel good that she thought of me. Since I'm the mommy, no one ever really takes care of me when I'm sick. I know, I know...woe is me. LOL.
Ok, well.....breakfast is finished, so I must tackle this mess I call my home.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
To: Mom From: Grace
Roses are pink. Violets are blue. Even though you are mean sometimes, I still love you.
Nice. Thanks, Grace!!!! LOL. I laugh every time I think about it. My daughter is such a damn smart ass!!!
Monday, October 27, 2008
They have a ramp. It mildly resembles something I used to use in gymnastics. It comes in three colors!!!
They also have special blankets. Why you need a special blanket to "do what ya do", I don't really know. They are called the Shag Throe. Hehehehehe. Shag.
In the section titled Mood Setters (or something similar) they have Glade scented candles. I love candles. For some reason though, when you throw in Glade, I just don't really think SEXY. Could be just me though.
So, remember, when you are looking to spice up your love life, don't forget to check out Walgreens.com!!! It really makes sense if ya think about it. They have condoms, pregnancy tests, lubes, and any medicines you might need should you sleep with someone who has the gift that keeps on giving. All kidding aside. I do believe in safe sex. That is why I wear a helmet. Wrap it up before you strap it up!!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
D and I decided that a big wedding is just not for us. I do not like wearing a dress. I do not like being the center of attention. I can think of a better way to spend all of that money. We haven't decided if we are going to have a big reception or not in April. We have a little time to decide. It just depends on how the money is at the time.
Since we have come to this decision, I feel like a million bucks. I feel like all of this weight is off my shoulders. It's a great feeling. It is one less stress in my life.
Ok, well, now you all know!!!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
I will not be able to make my announcement until later today or tomorrow. I promise that it will be before Monday. And in case you are wondering, no. I am not pregnant, nor will I ever be. I think my uterus is allergic to babies now.
Grace and Tater had their parent teacher conferences yesterday. They went well. I know that I push my kids too hard, but I don't care. I know what they are capable of and I will not settle for anything less. We have some things that we will work on improving, but I was pretty happy with how they did.
Little D is doing very well. He is cutting three more teeth. Fun. He's really walking all over the place now. And he is the BIGGEST mooch ever. If you have food, you better be prepared to share it. And by share it, I mean let him eat most of it. Hehehehe.
My ex A, his fiance A, the kiddos and I went costume shopping last night. D couldn't come because he had to work of course. Booooo. Grace wanted to be an angel but settled on a bride. If she still wants to be an angel, we can make up some wings and a halo for her. Tater is going to be Jeff Gordon. We talked him out of being a firefighter for the 300th year in a row. Little D is going to be Pooh Bear dressed as a honey bee. It's a cute little costume. Plus, it's free. A hand me down from the older two.
I am seriously considering reading a new series of books. I think it's called the Twilight series. It's about vampires. A lot of people LOVE the books. I happen to have a secret obsession with vampires. I always have. I don't really know why. I'm not a freak about it, but I do enjoy vampire movies and books. I guess I'm a little nerdy.
The Apple Butter Festival is this weekend in Kimmswick, MO. I really, really want to go. I'm not sure if D will be up to it. It is so much fun, and they have so much yummy food.
I am really, really wanting to get my hair chopped off. I am tired of having it long. If I ever have a free minute, I will probably do it. It's just hard when you have an 11 month old.
D was considering moving to a different terminal. After asking a million people, he decided he would not. The move wouldn't have been good as far as promotions. He wouldn't gain much. I am secretly glad he didn't take it, because I would have to share my bed EVERY night. No thank you. LOL. I know how terrible that sounds, but I like to take up the ENTIRE bed. I can't help it. Plus, if D and I spend too much time together, we fight.
Well, that was a lot of rambling. Sorry!!!! I'm gonna do something fun.....like laundry.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Why is it that I am the only adult in the house who is able to take out the trash or do dishes? Are the other two handicapped? Seriously. Explain this to me.
I'm tired of parents thinking they own me. Yes, you pay my check, but that doesn't give you any right to treat me like garbage. I am a person. Do NOT talk down to me. You are NOT better than me. I am sure in White Trashville it is perfectly acceptable to not comb your hair or bathe your kids, but you really shoud do it. Remember this: you drop your kids off at 6 a.m. and then pick them up at 5 p.m. Who are they they really spending quality time with?
D....I love you. I truly do. But give your colon a break. Seriously, is it necessary to eat all of that cheese???? Let's not mention the fact that ummmm....I was planning on using that in a dish later this week. I am NOT going back to the store to get more cheese. You will have to have sandwiches now.
Why do people ask for my opinion and then tell me it's an awful idea? If you weren't going to even consider it, why did you ask???
I am sick and tired of hearing, " Oh, I was gonna get that." Really? You were? Then why the hell did you leave it or not do it? Duh, because you know some anal retentive shlub was going to come along behind you and take care of it for ya. It's cool. I got it.
Ok, I feel better. I'm not as heated as I was. It's time for bed. Yep, it's only 9:30. I'm old.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
If a clown farts, does it smell funny?????
Hehehehehe. I love lame jokes.
Big Grandma (my daughter gave her that name when she was two. Yes, my ex's parents are Little grandma and Little papa.)
Big Papa and Little D
The Fam (Little D is teething. Can you tell?)
Me and D
Grace and D
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Question #1: How is my health going to be?
Answer: I see a lot of medical tests. You are going to have some issues.
Notes: This woman will not flat out tell you, "You are going to die tomorrow." But, she will say things like, ".....but everything will be ok." She didn't say that for me. Poop. Obviously, this woman doesn't know me or anything about me. There is no way for her to know that I have had to worry about skin cancer since the age of 12. She doesn't know that I have a few spots that need to be biopsied. She can't possibly know about my thyroid problem. She doesn't know that I have some other gastro problems that are not diagnosed. No one knew....until now. Kicker is, I don't have insurance. I know....it's my fault. I should have gotten a job with insurance, blah, blah, blah. I've tried and been looking. If I suck it up and go to the doc now, they may find something. If they should find something, then it would be pre-existing and most likely wouldn't be covered when I do get insurance. Finding a job that will give me the hours I need or pay me enough is just impossible. Daycare for an infant full time is $200/week. Ouch. No way. Luckily, D works opposite from me, so he watches Little D while I work and vice versa. What a fine mess I got myelf into. I'm not looking for sympathy or to be looked down on. I'm not inferior because I don't have medical insurance. My children have ALWAYS had great insurance and that's what is most important.
I was a little freaked out after my reading. Facing reality sucks. Reality is, I have medical issues. Nothing major, yet, that I know of, but that is life. The thought of something more serious is scary. I know I'm jumping the ship, but that's just how my brain works. One of the last biopsies I had was pre-cancerous. He said if I would have waited a few more months, we would have had a bigger problem. Oh well. I will stop self loathing.
Question #2: I'm not going to share this one. Sorry. It's about a family member who is not doing well. He's way too young to have these problems and that scares me too.
Question #3: We are having a ton of money problems. Are we ever going to actually get married?
Answer: Yes. I see something with a four on it. Four days, four weeks, four months......or April. When are you planning to have this wedding?
So....that was good! I know I shouldn't let it get to me, because it is just "for fun". But I'm a big baby. LOL.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
I know I shouldn't do it, but I have got myself worried sick. Let's say that the country does go into a depression. What happens then? Which bill do I stop paying first? We have a mortgage payment, we have credit debt. I mean, hypothetically, if more than fifty percent of people stop making mortgage payments, are they really going to have the resources to go in and kick all of these people out?
I am a planner. I plan everything. I like to know what is going to happen. I don't like surprises. I guess I have just worked myself into a frenzy. We have worked so hard for what we have, and if we lose it, I will be crushed. Our house, good credit, vehicles.
I've tried looking for some information to read on this subject. I want answers to my questions, but I really don't know who to ask in the first place.
Blah, I'm gonna puke.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
As I said, this story is very inspiring. I wish nothing but the best for this man in his recovery and physical therapy. No doubt, he has a very long road ahead of him. The surgeons that performed this surgery have to be some of the most talented doctors on the planet. I can't imagine the time this tedius procedure took. I mean, I like puzzles, but this is on a much different scale.
So, now he has someone else's fingerprints. Hmmm. When they were looking at potential donors, did they rule out criminals? I don't even know if other countries do fingerprinting and keep a database. It was just something that popped in my head.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
I HATE to have my picture taken. I have never like it. I am not photogenic in any way, shape or form. I think every picture with me looks like poop. I was extremely nervous about the shoot. To top it all off, D and I fought the ENTIRE morning before the pictures. Literally, up until we met up with Jodi. We have never bickered so much!!! Great, I'm mad as heck at this butthead, and now I have to act like I'm in love with him. Ughhh. LOL. Jodi is awesome. I think miracle worker is a good term too. We had such a good time.
So, here are just a few from Jodi's blog!!!
I was reading the news online yesterday. An article caught my attention. It was about Bank of America buying out Countrywide Mortgages. Hmmmmm. D and I have a mortgage through Countrywide. My inner self says," Wonder what this means for our mortgage?" I continue to read more of the article. It says that B of A is figuring on losing $8 billion (or is setting aside the money, I really am not sure how to interpret it) for restructing some 400,000 bad mortgages from Countrywide. I am assuming these are only the loans that people are behind in. It would be super awesome if they would restructure ALL of them before things get really out of control. D was able to get a loan. I'm not going to go into specifics, but the fact that he got a loan is astonishing. Needless to say, we pay PMI. We knew that going into the loan, and we did a lot of calculating and figured we would be able to make the payments. We were told that we would be able to refinance after a year and we had equity in the house. Guess what?? Not so. The economy nosedived, so we are still paying the PMI. Yada, yada, yada. I'm not whining. I know PMI is bad and what not, but D refused to rent another house. I'm glad we have our own home and all of the great things with that. I'm not complaining about that. My problem is the "restructuring". People are going to be bailed out because they were not able to make their payments. Well, what about those of us that did make our payments? Do we get bonus points?? Will they go ahead and take off the PMI? I told D that he needs to call Countrywide tomorrow and ask them if it is too late for him to be deliquent on his account. Hehehehe. I mean, if they are just gonna wave a magic wand, why not skip the next couple of months? I wonder what the customer service rep would say to that? If he won't do it, I will. I need some comedic relief.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
D, Grace, Tater and A at one of the helicopters. I think it might be the AirEvac. I can't remember for sure.
Tater and Grace inside an ambulance. Grace was trying hard not to smile.
This is the second AirEvac helicopter coming in.
Grace and Little D. Yes, she really loves him that much. She's a great big sister.
Grace, Tater and Little D. They are my world. I would be lost without them.
This is a Hotwheels/Matchbox town someone built. There are a ton of mini houses and what not. He made it on a sheet of plywood. Tater was in love with it.
D's favorite part of the tiny village.
I call this the Hillbilly cop car or the wagon. D thought it was cool. I think it looks like a station wagon cop car.
This shot isn't so bad.
The kids played a few of the little games. They also went into the "Smoke House". Tater really enjoyed that. He actually paid attention. He was telling me things I was doing wrong at home. It was pretty cute.