Friday, August 20, 2010

They've Got Class

Monday was the first day of the 2010-2011 school year for Grace and Tater. I had originally planned to take the day off, but a coworker wanted off, so I volunteered to work. I know. I'm a peach. I instructed Mr. 'Man Clan to take some photos of them that morning. He was all too happy to do so when he realized he got to use MY camera. I can't believe I let him touch it!! Here are some shots he took.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Grrrrrrrrr Said the Bear

This last weekend, The 'Man Clan decided to close out the summer with a big bang. We took the kiddos to a Grizzlies game. A few weeks before, I had snagged a great deal on Groupon: 2 tickets, 2 Baseball's Best food items and 2 bags of chips for $15. I purchased two and just figured Crash would sit in my lap.
Let's delve deeper into these Baseball Best food items, shall we? Super duper. Mr. 'Man Clan had the Baseball's Best Burger. I didn't get a photo of it. Darn it. The burger is not your ordinary burger. It's a burger served on a Krispy Kreme donut. Blech. Hubs said it was ok. It was a little weird.
The kiddos had Baseball's Best Nachos. Again, forgot a photo. Blogger fail numero dos. These were AWESOME! They were Philly Cheese Steak Nachos. Pretty much yummy.
I had the Baseball's Best Hot Dog. I did get a photo of that. Yay me!
Holy heck, was this the mother of all dogs. It was a giant hot dog first covered in sauerkraut and onions. Then comes two slices of bacon and a generous blanket of cheese sauce. I'm pretty sure it was calorie free and fat free. I only had a couple of bites before my tummy cried "Uncle". It was pretty good, but definitely needs silverware and a bib to eat it. What a mess! Grace and Tater shared the rest of the dog after I wiped the goodies off. Oh, and of course they took the bacon. Can't waste perfectly good bacon.

Grace and Tater before the game. Crash refused to pose.

Notice the sequence of photos. Tater hates having his picture taken and he really hates being next to his sister. Kids are so sweet.

Tater did NOT want his picture taken. At all.

Crash loves to ham it up occasionally.

Mr. 'Man Clan was tired of having his picture taken too. What is with these people??


Grace is always a willing victim, I mean participant. She's awesome.

It's a lot of fun going to these types of games. It's a heck of a lot cheaper than a MLB game and it's super easy to get there. We left in the fifth inning I believe. Tater had a game the next day and it was already past 8. The Grizzlies were up by quite a bit when we left.

This guy hit two homers while we were there. Guess we're good luck.

Hubs did let me take a photo of the two of us. It's from my phone. Not the best, but it works.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010


Mr. 'Man Clan has a very special talent. He has the ability to kill literally any lawn mower he touches. It may be as simple as breaking the pull string or tearing up the decking on the riding mower. Some times, he goes all out and makes a big production of it by catching the mower on fire. No joke. We have a photo of it framed on his work bench in the garage. He has the worst luck when it comes to mowers. I kid you not, he has killed no less than 7 since we have been together (5 years).
He texted me while I was at work to inform me that the riding mower is on the fritz. Again. Ugh. GREAT! Just what we need when the grass is a foot tall* and has all sorts of creepy crawlies in it. Icky. I told him to just go buy a new one. We haven't purchased a new one. All of the mowers we have had are fixer uppers that crap out. We end up spending way too much money on them. I figure, we just need to buy a new one. He gave me the general specifics: self-propelled, 22" cut. Okey dokey.
Armed with my debit card and 5 kids (yes, 5. I was babysitting) and head to the local Sears. I find the exact one I want. The sales lady asked me if I wanted the warranty. Bwhahahahaha. Yes please. On the off chance that Mr. 'Man Clan does touch this mower, I don't want to fork out a ton of dough to fix it if it should meet the same fate as many other mowers before it.
I'm pretty proud of myself. This is MY mower, not OURS. I even named her: Stella. Hubs started her up once, but that will be the last time he does that.

*Hubs has been working a ton of hours at his new job, so it's not entirely his fault the grass was so tall. I had NO idea how to use the riding mower. It required turning this and spraying this. I just was not able to do it. I am happy to say that I am the official grass cutter for the 'Man Clan Home. I actually really enjoy it. Trimming is probably my favorite part. I like the detailing. Cutting the yard is a huge work out too!!

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

The Birds & the Bees.....Errrrrr The Fish & the Plankton?

I called Grace the other day on my way home from work. Yeah, another 11 hour day. I'm not very good at those, but that's another story for another day. Any who, back to the phone call. Grace tells me that there are three fish in the fish tank. Say what?!
Let's flash back to Easter. The Easter Bunny was pretty kick ass. Instead of bringing the kids candy and crap, he brought them a fish tank. Mom and dad supplied the fish. We went to the pet store and picked out the three perfect fish. As with most newly set up tanks, we had a casualty. Grace and Tater said it was Crash's fish, and Crash didn't argue because he never really knew there were only two fish left. Needless to say, we never went to get another fish. No real reason, just didn't do it. Back to present day.

Me:"Are you sure there are three fish?"
Grace:"YES! I'll send you a picture."

While she is taking a photo to send to me, I call hubs to see what the heck is going on.

Me:"Did you buy a fish?"
Hubs:"Uh know why?"
Me:"Grace says there is a tiny fish in the tank."
Hubs"I told you one of the fish was pregnant!"
Me:"Well, I dunno. I thought it would have laid the eggs by now."
Hubs:"No. It takes a while."

I check the photo Grace sent me while at a stoplight. I couldn't see crap in the photo. Phone screens are so hard to see in the sun light.

I also called Tater and asked him to count the fish. Same answer. There are indeed three fish.

Me:"How did the other fish get there?"
Tater:"I dunno. Aubrey's fish must have gotten pregnant somehow and laid eggs."

I get home and examine the tank. Wouldn't ya know it! We have a baby fish! Hubs said he probably won't make it. The other two will most likely eat it. Bummer. I don't have another tank or the money to purchase one to set up for the little guy. He's pretty cute. I named him Spike. Crash named him Buzz Lightyear. Then he changed it to Nemo. Those are much better than the name for his fish that passed away: Dead Fishy.

Here's are newest edition who will probably meet his maker soon but hopefully not:

That tiny little thing that looks like dirt is the fish. Hey! It's not the size that matters! :o)

Friday, August 13, 2010

Howdy, All!

Thought I'd drop in for a quick moment and let you know that I am indeed alive. :o) Broadcasting from my hubby's laptop. My computer crashed shortly after my last post. Figures it would, as I finally came up with some topics for posts. I will try to work on those shortly. Any personal posts with photos will probably wait though. I'm crossing my fingers that my pc will be fixed. I am super lazy and do not feel like loading what photos I do have onto the laptop and then reloading them onto mine, should it get better. Of course, I may not have a choice as I am running out of room on my memory cards. Eek.

Couple things to note:

-I figured out how to make it rain in Festus: water my grass or wash the car. It never fails.
-Grace got contacts. Yes, I know she is pretty young, but we were very concerned about her playing softball with glasses. She took a couple of shots to the forehead, barely missing her glasses. Scary! Well, scary at first, but then funny because you could see the stitching from the ball on her noggin. She's a trooper.
-Crash killed his front tooth. :o( That will probably be a post all on it's own. Mom fail 1 of 873672868764387643876.
-Tater is playing fall baseball instead of football. I'm pretty excited. The kid LOVES baseball.
-My hours at work went up. It's been a bit of adjustment. The extra money will be nice.
-School starts Monday! Wahoo! I'm pretty excited, but not at the same time. Grace and Tater have been fighting constantly and Crash will not take a nap when they are home. I will miss having them at home all day. They are such an incredible help with Crash. They keep me entertained too.
-I suck at dieting/fitness in general. I could make a dozen posts on this, but it's the SSDD. If I keep pushing, I can get there. I will do it. I just don't have the motivation. Probably I should think about the wedding I am going to be in. That should motivate my chubby buns.
-Tater had to take 72 pencils to school. 72!!! I still can't get over this. I guess they aren't allowed to sharpen them. Makes sense, since they included on the list that the pencils must be sharpened. WTH?! One of the parents brought extra pencils. Really? You think your daughter needs MORE than 72? Ridonculous. Seriously.

Well, I need to finish getting ready for work. Yep. It's 5am. Yep. I've been up since 2:45. :o( Hubby scared me when he came to bed this morning. I wasn't able to go back to sleep after that.