What I do when I can't sleep

Since there are times when I'm zoned out and can't sleep, I look up silly stuff. Tonight's feast of giggles from googling "bad parking notes"......I needed new inspiration cause i keep paper and pens in my console just for this exact reason!!!!! Some of my new ideas, wonder if it's bad taste to pre-write some up just to have handy?

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Honey, I'm Home

I just walked in the door and logged on to do my homework, and now find myself procrastinating ;).

What a wonderful Thanksgiving with the family, only could have been better with my momma there, cause my daddy drove in for a visit from his hunting camp!!!!

We cooked, we ate, we played dominoes, we yelled, we argued, we laughed, we herded kids, we kissed boo-boo's and we all caught up. It was fantastic. However, I didn't find a reason to fork anyone in the head so my mom will be disappointed.

Since we got in late, Murphy is still at the boarders until tomorrow. Sniff my house is empty without my little snot bucket. I miss him.

More tomorrow with tons of pics.

Hugs!

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Louisy-nanna

we are just loving this family visit. My nanny and Big Daddy have done quite a few renovations on their new place and we are loving the guest room, just all Southern elegance. The kids are gone off with my aunts shopping and hanging out and Dave is holding the fort with the "menfolk" in front of the tv. Nanny and I are happily cooking ourselves into an afternoon nap. I got sweet potato casserole in the oven, sharing some space with carrot cake. I got two pecan pics ready to put in the oven and it's all gluten free. Loving this!!!!!

Best note of today: my pearl wearing proper nanny uttered the word dammit when my seven year old whipped her butt at dominoes. Snicker!

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I bring the drama where ever I go

So we made it safety yesterday. Well we made it safely to the nearest big city about an hour from my hometown yesterday when the worst contamination I've ever had struck. It started with the normal cramping and then proceeded to sharp pains then drove me to my knees in a fastfood parking lot. Then Dave drove me to the nearest ER where I briefly remember laying in a fetal position crying for some time until the doc on duty got in my face and said there was nothing vital on that side of my stomach so I had to wait for a bed in the ER. The kids were scared, I was scared and felt like someone had shot me in my stomach and Dave was pissed beyond belief. He went for the truck after letting the family know what was doing with me, with the intent of taking me to another hospital in the area. Except as soon as the kids helped me out the ER door, I hit my knees and threw up all over the ER entrance. I literally emptied the contents of my stomach. Yuck, gag and ewwww all in the same thought. But I got enough of the contamination out that I could function. I'm sore and exhausted but we finally made it to my pearl wearing nanny's house. But what a way I have of blowing into town, geeeeez.

So I'm taking it easy and resting alot, but I'm on the mend.

And if you had to visit a Louisiana ER last night and step over vomit to get through the door, sorry. My bad.

Cooking, resting, napping and just hanging out. I do so love being with the family. Best of all, my photo-elusive-step-daddy (daddy of my heart, forever) stopped in from his hunting camp in Arkansas to spend some time with us today. Awesome!!!!!

More soon.

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Prepping for Roadtrip

Lousie-nanna here I come. We leave tonight to head back to my old stomping grounds to stay with my pearl-wearing-nanny for the Thanksgiving holiday. I'm so looking forward to cooking with my aunts and hanging with my cousins. Good times they are acoming......and if you know anything about myside of the family, you know there will be a ton of good pics, snort! Cause we b crazy.

So today is shaping up to be much better than yesterday. All day yesterday I had a sharp pain in my tummy, damn contamination. By evening, I was walking hunched over holding it, like I was 112. Luckily I woke up and so far, sweet Jesus, there is no pain. Thank you!!!!!

I have big goals today.

I've already knocked quite a bit off my schedule too:

Arranged/double check Murphy's boarding: done

Clean my bedroom and gather up all the dirty clothes of Dave's that lay where they fall: done

Start laundry: done

Water flowers/take out trash: done

Wake up children: done

Get children started on rest of chores: done

Clean bathrooms/scrub tubs, toilets and sinks: done

Start homework for next week: done

Now to get the rest done:

I have to cook some stuff, bake some bread, clean the kitchen, clean out the truck and get it ready for the trip, pack our bags, made dinner, and finally have house in sparkling condition cause who really likes to come home from a trip to a dirty, nasty house. Um, not me.

We leave tonight at around 9, driving in through the night so the children sleep. Tomorrow we are cooking and hanging out then Friday is the big Turkey day with the fam. So excited. Love hanging out with the people in this world who are most like me.

Only wish my momma would be there...........sigh.......

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Tendering My Resignation

I'm so ready for this weekend trip to see my family. I need a re-charge.

Things around here were as hectic as usual.

I spent three hours out and about in traffic looking for the gluten-free flour mix I adore in preparation for the holidays, found 2 bags, that's it. Damn.

I did all my papers and tests for this week and posted next week's first assignments.

I wrangled my kids and their friends (wow, they just show up at the door now unannounced, kinda cool).

I did NO baking like I should have.

I threw down an awesome dinner.

I helped SOMEBODY with their math, I didn't want to, but it had to be done.

I just cleaned the kitchen, packed his lunch and laid out stuff for tomorrow.

It's 10:55 pm

Monday: I'm tendering my resignation........bite me

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Overview: the usual Griswald weekend

I know you're just dying to know how the rest of my weekend went......... snicker, right. But here we go. I'm confident that we are now on top of the LICE (gag) issue. This is only the portion of goodies left on my counter. Ummm the masks are for the sick person (me) who can't smell anything BUT this crap apparently. So far, thankfully the rest of the house is in the clear.

Our Christmas boxes were delievered. We had such a wonderful time with this project. We are going to do it yearly! We jollied it up this year each packing two boxes, one boy/one girl but choosing different age groups. Total out the door cost for giving 8 kids a Christmas plus the shipping/donation of $7/box came to $150. We just got the kids on board and carved it out of the Christmas budget.

We even let the kids' wrap them, hence the AWESOME wrap job, lol.

Lined up like little blurry soilders

Hello Santa's little helper!

And since we had Duchess under treatment, we also had her under a ski cap. And that made her feel bad, so Princess came up with a solution. She and I dug out some of daddy's work bandanas and made do-rags.

And Murphy didn't help at all, but he looks so cute in his "usual" spot napping.

While I was making dinner the other night, Princess jumped in and made some GF garlic biscuits to go with dinner. I love love love how this kid really jumps in and helps out. I also love how confident she has gotten in the kitchen; she does everything from scratch and all by herself. I no longer sit by with the first aid kit, fire extingusher, and 911 dialed in and ready to push talk. Whew!

They were perfection! Not bad for GF!

Otherwise, Princess did have kinda an interesting day. She got busted lying to her daddy over something simple: Did you read for 30 minutes today? Yeah, she blew it on that one. So she had to get up early and mow the yard, water the flowerbeds, water the roses, weed every flowerbed and rose bush, bathe the dog and then she's had to clean the kitchen after me all day. And since I've baked most of the day, that's about 4 times. :)

When asked if she wanted to go with daddy to drop the boxes off, she said no I'm too tired. Then she complained that her back hurt. Snicker.

So I asked her what she learned from her day...

"Lying is painful"

Amen sister!

Now I'm going to be brilliant and write a paper.

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Fork Me- I'm Done

I'm sitting here listening to the gentle swish of the dishwasher and ............ nothing else. Finally. Everyone is in bed, even the Murphy. Busy day and finally a little mommy time. Plus I get to sleep late in the morning and I know Dave'll run interferance with them heathens we are raising.

Firstly, Duchess is 99% LICE (gag) and nit (ewww) free. Her hair is gloriously shiny too to boot. I did a run through this evening and found NOTHING. But I'll continue with my little regimine for another two days to be sure and then in 7 days rinse/repeat to make sure sure sure that I've cold heartedly murdered all those nasty little bastards. Yes Your Honor, I meant to kill them and kill them good. Throw the book at me. Just make sure it's the early release of JR Ward's next Black Dagger Brotherhood book, yum.

So we got so much accomplished today it made my head swim. I got 12 loads of laundry done (having to rewash everyones bedding daily sux dude). I baked and then turned out a beautiful roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, deviled eggs and corn on the cob for dinner. And I cleaned the kitchen, where's my medal?

Side note: mastered the best GF recipe yet. Homemade from scratch blueberry muffins. OMG they are so stinking yummy. I just ate two while typing the first part of this post :) Those are going on repeat in this house! Plus when Dave walked in from work, they were fresh from the oven and the house smelled like blueberries.....am I good or what?

I cleaned rooms, mopped entire house (hardwood floors rock dude, no carpets!).

I did some school. Biological v. Psychological theories in criminal behaviors. FUN! (not)

We watched a million DVR-ed episodes of House Hunters cause I'm totally addicted to HGTV now.

I planned and started prep work on Princess's bday party. Got to get on Duchess's next.

I finalized Thanksgiving food plans with the fam.

I finalized Christmas plans. We're going to the lake!!!! Oklahoma here we come.

I nailed down the rest of the Christmas shopping I need to do.

I took a call from Dave in the middle of my day and then ran his errands. Try finding a pocket sized bible in a town where the only Christan store is next to the mall and on a Saturday. I cheated and went directly to Barnes and Nobles. Now he'll have his bible to read on his break, right there in his pocket!

I visited Sanicka's house........... oops, that is what we call Sonic. Thanks Uncle Roy, I'll forever call it Sanicka's now.

We wrapped, stuffed, prayed over and labeled our Christmas Shoeboxes. They are ready for dropoff tomorrow. We're doing the tracking option this year so hopefully we'll get emails telling us where our boxes ended up! The kids really were all into this and I love how much love and focus they are giving to the true meaning of Christmas. Can't be raising some me me me grubby whatcha gonna get me kids now can I?

Then we topped it all off with the OU v. Baylor game. Good game, Go OU!

And now I sit here, I'm so humbled by my family. I truly love what an amazing little family the Lord has blessed Dave and I with. Life is good. It's also messy, complicated, frustrating and at times very Griswald-ed, but it's good.

And now I'm crawling into the tub.

Nite y'all

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ClusterF$@! Day

Thank the sweet plastic baby Jesus on the dashboard that yesterday is finally over.

The olive oil treatment was rocking. (ummm not to be used on colored hair please, this is my nicey public announcement for the year) The kids' hair is so stinking soft and glossy. Totally run way worthy. While rinsing her hair I noticed that my 7 year old has beautiful, healthy ASS length hair. Wow, didn't realize it was that long as we are the house of simple ponytails. We b real classy like that, plus I never learned how to fix hair so there you go.

Then we did another comb through and she is looking dang good for 24 hours into this. Except, while trying to wash all bedding in HOT HOT HOT water and keep all that going continually we got behind on house upkeep. There are snot rags EVERYWHERE (side note: murphy loves tissues, he eats them like I eat cotton candy, just letting them stick on his tongue and disolve....hummmm wonder if he'll catch my plague now). Medicine and LICE (gag) fighting crap is spread all over the place. The kitchen is trashed, the livingroom is trashed, the bathrooms are all trashed. And......... Dave walks in the door. Crap, I forgot that the man actually gets off at 330 on Fridays. And boy have I really upped my game lately cause he is used to coming home to a well kept, pretty, clean house where food is ready and homework is done and kids are happily playing.....yeah. He walked into "Momma's House" and went into a shocky coma of sorts. Then he turned drill sargent making kids get up from Hannah (gasp) and clean while he helped me with laundry. 10 minutes of this and he announced he was taking us out to dinner (awwww love him) but then Duchess burst into tears. She didn't want to go out in public with a ski hat on because of LICE (gag). So he decided to bring home dinner to us all.

Best of all, since Princess is going to be 12 next month we made a huge step. We left her in charge of both of themselves and I went with Dave to check out the vet's new boarding place down the street and to grab bbq. We were less than a mile from the house at all times but it was so nice to just talk with him and catch up. We came home and the kids were happy, not fighting and proud of themselves. Holy crap, what a huge blessing!!!!!

I have never been so dang tired. Dave and I passed out into a coma at 10 pm and I'm pretty sure he hit snooze a million times this morning before he got up and finally left for a Saturday workday. My lazy butt slept till 7.

While I sit here typing this, the children are wrapped up in do-rags after washing their hair and putting the LICE (gag) shield crap in their hair. So they all smell like a weird combo of crude oil and old lady. Oh and did I mentioned they are currently doing sing alongs with a disc I made them on the tv, Bleeding Love, Beyonce, Who Let the Dogs Out (murphy hates this song, btw), some Jordan Sparks and because I'm a freak some Joan Jett (am I the only feminist left peeps?). The house is rocking so don't come come aknocking. Next up is the 50's cd, woohoo baby.

Now these kids are sending me up to the store for batteries, game controllers are dead. Then we have to clean this house, do more laundry, paint our toenails, have some more karoake time, and we're baking some GF muffins. Yum. I'm seriously trying to get in good graces around here, lol.

Upcoming this weekend, we are packing and wrapping our Christmas shoeboxes for dropping off Sunday. We are planning for our Thanksgiving trip to Lousiana to see my family and trying to get our Christmas planning mapped out.

It's no wonder I'm mentally fizzed.

But I love it.

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The Battle is On

We have begun. It's like a redneck version of Mad Max over here. Dave was my hero. He came in from work, ate dinner and then after dinner when we found the LICE (gag) he did the store runs and stayed up some to help me do the treatments. If I wasn't so paranoid about getting lice myself, this whole process would be fascinating. Duchess is actually looking at it from a scientific view: she wants to put the dead bugs under the microscope, this is not from my side of the family, come to think of it, Dave's either.

But the fun part, we are now commencing the soaking of the head. We are coated in pure olive oil and covered/smothered in the ski cap. Die buggies, die. And on the side note: my hands have never been so soft, yummy.

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I miss homeschool

Duchess brought home a very special "regular" school gift.

Head lice.

The entire class has it and will be out, all of them missing the big Thanksgiving Day feast. I'm wondering if the teacher did this on purpose? hmmmmmmmm.

Anyway, Dave is the stud. Came in from a long day, ate, then went to grab the stuff, check all our heads, then helped me to treat the only one (so far) who has it...........poor poor Duchess.

She's a little freaked out.

Bless her heart.

And I'm so tired I can't see straight.

Tomorrow will be even more fun as I strive to sterilize the house, bedding, furniture, do another rise and comb through on her head. But first, old school remedy. Soaking her up like a big ass bowl of pasta.....Olive Oil in a hot towel wrap. Gonna sufficate those little nasty bastards. Fun times.

Good thing I've been DVR-ing a ton of HGTV shows to catch up on.

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I have Itis

Went to doc finally:

bronchitis - check

tonsillitis - check

sinusitis - check

and

strep - check

Well F%$* me.

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Dog Chains? Really?

So Dave came home from work and walked in about 10 minutes earlier than usual. Traffic must have been light. And as usual, dinner was due out of the oven in 10 minutes. So no hot steaming plate, but hey I was close.

So while the meatloaf was getting that special sweet glaze, Dave helped me take the trash out for the trash peeps tomorrow. And was giving a little grief over dinner not being ready, damn I've spoiled that man.

So he asks if he's ever told me the story his buddy shared with him about when he met his wives grandmother for the first time. She told him that whenever she didn't have a hot dinner on the table when her man came in out of the fields, he'd beat her with a dog chain.

I raised an eyebrow and waited for him to say something. He said, I laugh not cause a woman got hit, but because it sounds like it happened more than once.

He said and I quote: "If someone beat me with a dog chain, it'd only take once to learn that lesson forever"

All I said was:

That's good to know.

I think it took him a minute to get it, lol.

Now where do I pick up some dog chains?

Giggle

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Yuck

I'm pretty sure my hair is standing on end. Murphy is in heaven as there are used snot rags all around my couch where I've napped, hacked up a lung, and watched tv with no sound all day. Tomorrow I'm dragging my toxic ass to the doctor. I'm just yucked out with myself.

Although I just looked over at Duchess who is wearing the cutest little winter skirt/legging outfit and is currently posted up on the loveseat like a beer bellyed trucker watching some Monday night football. She is covered in chip crumbs, balancing a bowl of salsa next to a big ole cup of tea. Dude, really? Her response "What mom, I love these home shows?".

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Don't Be This Person

When I'm medicated I'm a pain in the a&&. I'm also emotional and cry over everything. For crying out loud, I'm writing a paper this morning watching an episode of Making the Team: Dallas Cheerleaders (tv options are slim my friends, real slim) and I just started boo-hooing when one got cut. I seriously have some issues. Then I cried when I realized that Murphy lost his new chew bone and is doing an ADD run around the house in circles trying to find it. Then I cried cause I realized that I'd forgotten to take my meds on time so I feel even worse than I thought possible while waiting on the cold pills to kick in. Seriously, I'm sick of myself at this point. Thank God that Dave is at work and kids are at school.

But I also made the mistake of opening facebook and seeing this posted from someone who I know is having a really rough year: I cried. I so don't want to ever be this person. Even though few people take the time out of their lives to say the little things that mean the most, I want to be one of the few.

"l'm sorry l haven 't talked to you in so long. l feel l've been lost no bearings, no compass. l kept crashing into things, a little crazy, l guess. l've never been lost before. You were my true north l could always steer for home when you were my home. Forgive me for being so angry when you left. l still think some mistake's been made and l'm waiting for God to take it back. But l'm doing better now. The work helps me. Most of all, you help me. You came into my dream last night with that smile that always held me like a lover, rocked me like a child. All l remember from the dream is a feeling of peace. l woke up with that feeling and tried to keep it alive as long as l could. l'm writing to tell you that l'm on a journey toward that peace. And to tell you l'm sorry about so many things. 'm sorry l didn 't take better care of you so you never spent a minute being cold or scared or sick.I'm sorry I didn't try harder to find the words to teII you what I was feeIing. I'm sorry I never fixed the screen door. I fixed it now. I'm sorry I ever fought with you. I'm sorry I didn't apoIogize more. I was too proud. I'm sorry I didn't bring you more compIiments on everything you wore and every way you fixed your hair. I'm sorry I didn't hoId on to you with so much strength that even God couIdn't puII you away. ''

Don't be that person, say the things now because tomorrow everything may change.

Oh shit, I'm crying again.

More DayQuil for me

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8 baths

When I'm sick or feeling crappy, my solution is always the same: I take a hot bath.

I've had 8 today and it's only 5 pm.

Good grief, do you need any more proof that I have a problem with impulse control?

I was suppose to write a paper today. It didn't happen. Blame the meds, but with the plague in full control of self it just wasn't going to happen. So instead I did all the laundry, cleaned the bathrooms, did the grocery shopping, played with Murphy and finished my book. I suck, royally.

So now I'll be up tonight as all I have written on this paper is an outline. It's due tomorrow night, but hey I work well under pressure. I'm gonna need alot of caffine and chocolate.

We are also in the middle of piano lessons as I type this; it's not my turn yet. But since I'm such an OCD control freak, overachiever....I put in two hours of practice today. I really have no excuse other than I want to eventually play well and it's kinda like school; I have to do my very best. I am beginning to bore myself. But I can play Jolly Ole Saint Nick very very well, so ha! My kids? Not so much at all. There, as long as I play better than my kids, I'm good.

I have issues.

** update: I just lysol-ed Dave's laptop, calculator, and was tempted to spray his silverware before he started eating. It's getting rough over here. Princess is looking green and has throat/ear pain. Help!

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The Plague is Back

The dirty nasty plague is back. I feel like Dave backed his truck over me, twice. Now in addition to feeling horrible, I now have medicine head. Which makes me loopy. Poor family of mine.

My filter doesn't work in these conditions:

In the bathroom at church, I thought the joint was empty as we were late and I had just closed the door when my kid farted really loud, so I did what every mother would do, I yelled "Princess, manners please". Her response: "Was so not me mom". Farter's response: "Excuse me". OMGAWD.

In the truck on the way home from church hashing over Princess getting her butt in serious trouble yesterday and the resulting grounding this week, she made the comment that she didn't want a spanking that she was too old. My response: "Yep, but not too old for a slap across the mouth". Silence. Too honest?

So I came home and put my butt to bed for a big ole nap. And since Dave is a team player, he climbed in and snuggled up to take one with me. Yum. I just love snuggling, especially since it's all the time. No more lonely for me, gonna be a great holidays.

So these people want me to cook now, so plague invested food is underway. Working on a new stuffing recipe in anticipation of Thanksgiving, woo to the hoo. Maybe the germs will burn off in the baking process

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Hello Reality

So we were used to having daddy home for a week then him being gone on the road. He's been home for a week and he's here local for this next assignment. My house is a diaster zone, it's gonna take forever tomorrow to get this place back ship shape. Good grief. I have a really regular schedule that keeps kids busy doing their things, house clean and school done but man, my schedule this week is shot to crap.

And to top it off, I'm getting sick. Dry, scratchy throat equals grumpy mom.

Otherwise it's so cool to have him here. We kinda like him a lot.

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Shopping...and more

So last night we had to venture into hell, I mean the mall. Both of the royal children needed jeans and long sleeve shirts now that cooler weather is finally hitting the Gulf areas. This was interesting. Armed with my list, coupons, and knowledge of which stores were having sales, we went forth into the belly of the beast.

JC Penney's: Princess picked up two cardigans (she got her momma's sweater fever) on clearance. Duchess tried on 20 pairs of jeans looking for the ones that hit the tummy, fit the thighs and weren't too long. Poor baby, she was frustrated. Dave throwing options overhand over the top of the stall door at her didn't help. Princess griping cause she was ready to move didn't help and the fact that she was already exhausted didn't help. We had tears, it made me want to knee-cap somebody.

Justice: My super-duper 40% off coupon got busy. Jeans were on clearance, long sleeved shirts, skorts and leggings, sweet. I'm a Justice bandit. Except Dave was ready to burn the store down after an hour of being stuck in the changing stall helping Duchess try on clothes and keep her from picking only things with skull and crossbones on them. Plus the music in that store SUX.

Aeropostale: Hoodies on sale. Since Princess is going through a stage where she takes one to school to wear in her coldass classrooms, we were sick of her wearing the same one over and over. The store STUNK and it's all Duchess could talk about. Good grief.

Hollister: where this story ends. They have a HUGE clearance section, which is the only place I'll purchase items from this store. With my 20% coupon, snicker. So then we found some awesome long sleeved shirts for $12 before my coupon, sweet! Princess was estatic, mainly because she is a huge fan of any shirt or sweater that is soft. She's not picky about her clothing except unless it's soft, she won't wear it.

However it's at Hollister where it was AWKWARD.

As I'm checking out and the kids are posted up in the comfy recliners a little ways away, Dave is studying the huge ass poster behind the checkout area. It's a shirt less purty guy looking all beachy. He looks at it and then looks at the guy checking us out and then goes off about how no guy looks like that in real life, blah blah blah. Oh good lord, shoe on other foot much?

I was seriously like, I'm taking my three bad children home.

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Happy Veteran's Day

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Dave-isms....

Reasons why I don't know whether to laugh or throw something at him:

1.

Me: did you do your discussions:

Him: no, I would have been the first to post

Me: but it's good to set the bar

Him: negative ghostrider the pattern is full


I have promised myself that I'm going to document some of his blurbs, cause he makes me giggle.

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I Scare Myself

What a productive day for somebody running on 4 hours of sleep! We were up till past midnight, me helping Dave with his math class and he cursing his math class. Dang math class.

This morning saw us in the "get the kids' butts on the bus on time" run being that we forgot to lay out clothes, pack lunches, and gather books last night as usual. Fun!

Dave got a local assignment so he'll be home for the holidays! Yeah! So he was off to the refinery for a couple of hours this morning.

I got off my butt and cleaned the house. Indulged and watched me some Glee.....snicker: Beast!

I hit Walmart early: grabbed the few things we needed then while standing in line my heart started hurting. I smelled my mom. Turn around and there was a sweet lady unloading her buggy behind me. Before I could think about it, I told her she smelled like my momma. She smiled and said that was sweet. I told her that my momma was in another state and I missed her. So she opened her arms and gave me a huge hug, saying it was from my momma. I smelled like my momma for an hour afterwards. That really lifted my spirits.

On to the primary school, where I was decorating yet another door. This time it was for VET's day. I had a blast. Earlier in the week, Dave and I went to the school with a bunch of military hats and after he taught the kids how to salute, we took their pics. The door was an explosion of little kids saluting! Then they each wrote a sweet note thanking the vets for their service. Tomorrow I'll post pics in honor of Vet's Day. One of my favorite holidays! One of the most deserving recognition days.

I got home just in time for Dave to come in and we hurried up and took a nap. I felt so much better.

We got the kids off the bus and promptly planned our next project. We are doing the Operation Christmas Child, you know....stuff a shoe box for Christmas. We have pledged to do 8 this year and we all hit up Walmart to pass on the blessings. What fun that was! We got everything bought as a family and Saturday night we'll sit down and actually stuff our boxes for drop off next week.

Please, I encourage you.....stuff a shoe box this Christmas for some kid somewhere in this world who won't have a Christmas.

I keep reminding my kids that it's important to spend some time being self-less rather than self-ish! Spread some Christmas love. $15 can really stuff a box peeps!

And now that I'm running on fumes...........I'm gonna go hold down the couch....that sneaky bastard keeps trying to run away!

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Hump Day

So man oh man, what amazing week already. Could someone get the plates on that truck that ran my ass over? I'm beat.

Back later today with updates, PTA is calling.

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Foot in Mouth

Oh boy, I did it this morning. Lucky for me he thinks I'm cute.

This morning, I had a few errands to run and he wanted to come along. Poor guy. So off we go to the primary school for some PTA errands to get ready for VET's day Thursday. We went in and met with Duchess' class. Dave gave a short talk on Vets and the history of a salute. Then we put each little one in front of a red background and took their picture in one of the four military hats I had, one representing each of the branches of service. So stinking cute. We're going to use them to decorate the door for the Vet parade that will be going through. Each little stinker was saluting properly in their picture. Oh so perfect.

He then helped me rein in a couple of the boys that were so freaking crazy out of control, by reminding them that he outranked them and SIT DOWN. We then went through what outranking meant. He turned the kids over to the teacher with the comment that she'd explain what food chain meant, lol. He ran out of explainations.

But while we were in the school workroom in front of the other pta mom's, I called him "studly mcmuffin" and there was silence.........awkward. Took me a few minutes to realize what'd I done. Opps. He sweetly whispered that if I did that again, he'd rip my spleen out, giggle. Bless his heart, I think I embarrassed him.

But that's okay cause after we left, I got a text from the teacher that it took 15 minutes to explain what a foodchain was, lol.

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Sunday Recap...Good Lord

Wonderful service at church this morning, really amped me up for the week. Needed that lesson, to wear my love for Christ on my sleeve!

Duchess cracked me up today. She wore a turtleneck dress and then proceeded to come running up to me once we got home with it stuck all up around her neck saying "the shell is strangling the turtle, help!!!!". Then there's the rubber snake that my mom gave her that she keeps leaving around the house to scare the living crap out of me, this time it was in the glass bowl where I keep my keys and sunglasses, the little snot.

Princess has been a huge help this week, not sure what she wants but I'll take it!!!!

Dave also broke the news that Duchess will learn this year that there is no Santa.............. um excuse me? I'm not ready for that........ oh boy.

Oh and speaking of Dave, he came through my door 2 seconds ago........gotta run. He's home!!!!!!

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House Full

I have a headache.

I'm grumpy.

My kids are having playdates.

I'm making cupcakes and bugers for 6 little girls.

I've lost my mind.

But I'm having fun..........

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Be Careful What I Wish For

I really gotta be careful with my prayers. Although I really wish I had the sense of humor to go with my blessings.

I got up this morning and lost my mind. Winter has officially come to South East Texas. Good grief, I got up to colder than a witches you know what outside, but after taking Murphy out for a quick tinkle and literally drug him back inside cause I was freezing. That's when I realized it was colder in the house than outside. Shit! This is a problem. I'm already always cold anyway, dang anemia. The heater was on and running but it was below 60 in my house.

I could see my freaking breath. I was like Puff the Cranky Dragon. So I did what any good mom would do. I clicked on the girls' bathroom heater, drug them from their beds at 555 am and tossed them into the bathroom with a picnic breakfast and their school clothes. The ran them out of the house just as the bus was pulling up. Getting them on the bus was seriously like herding wet cats but I managed.

My poor landlord (you know I ain't buying again till we sell in Utah and finally pick a place to stay forever....cause we b pikeys) was having a rough week so I volunteered to attempt to figure out the problem via phone. I climbed into the attic (without falling off the attic ladder this time!!!!!) and flipped switches on the furnace thingy, I checked breakers and using a butter knife repeatitively smacking the thermostat..... nothing. Shit.

And the reason he couldn't get an AC/Heat person to call him back?

Ummmmm it's opening day of deer season....... in south east Texas. Hell, I'm pretty sure some of the locals drug themselves out of a hospital bed to strap on the camo. It's a pretty big deal here.

Finally, we got a guy out here... took him 11 minutes to go from truck to house door though cause he was old and creaky like my Great Aunt Hazel's rocker. But he fixed the heat, woohoo.

And now it's Miami in this b*tch.

So really, remember to be careful what you pray for........... good grief, I'm gonna have to sleep in my bikini.... snort, right like I own one.

Excuse me, I gotta put more sunscreen on the kids.

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Stress = Blah

I just love me a big ole steaming bowl of stress.

I'll not be asking for seconds....

I'm eatting stomach pills like crazy.

AND, to make matters worse I've gotten hit up to head the vet day door decorating contest.

My mood just went from unhappy to royally moody as shit.

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This Song Really Explains Alot

Never ever wearing a skirt when I go dancing with Dave!

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I hate Houston

Driving through Houston freeways is a nightmare. People can't drive in that city, period. Then there are the construction trucks that splash water up on your car in the rainy predawn morning driving by at 100 mph. Except it apparently wasn't water, it was NEON GREEN paint. It goes all down and over my car. Didn't realize it till I was 150 miles away.

Bastards.

So I'm the one out in the rain this morning, gently working my car over with a cotton ball and some paint thinner getting the green paint removed.

Good grief.

The only drawback to a fabulous weekend.

One word: Griswalds

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What Every Girl Needs:

Everyone should shack up in a hotel room with their man..... but since I'm a little different, I had luggage, I mean kids and luggage ;).

 Dave finished his assignment in Northern Oklahoma and was on his way home when he got a call. He needed to reroute and head to North Dakota (poor baby is gonna get freaking cold). So after we headed off to treat and play games at the church with some of Princess's friends/parents we all met up at my house to regroup for a trip to the local Haunted Barn.

 Except my phone rang. And he said, get rid of everyone and pack your bags. I got a hotel room in Dallas, be there or be square. And we ain't square in this family peeps. (okay, I'm square normally, but he really brings out the outlaw in me) So we got rid of everyone (they were so cool about it, told me to go to my man) and we packed our crap. Dropped Murphy off at the plush amazingly cool doggie daycare place on our run through Houston and headed North to THE BIG D.

 The best part of our entire trip was getting there an hour ahead of him. We had this amazing room with a parent's suite which gave us our own bedroom and the kids in their own area, HELLO mommy was so on board with that. But seriously, we dropped our bags and ran to the indoor pool. Which means Dave gets there and had to work hard to convince the sweet old man at the front desk to give him our room number and room key. Ummmm the room was in HIS name too, hysterical. Sweet old man was convinced that he was protecting me and the girls, lol. Nice to know he was trying to keep that hot studmuffin out of my room, but really. So finally instead of calling to say he was here, he burst into the poolhouse making my day. The room just lights up when he pops in smiling. Sigh.........

We watched tv, pillow fought all over the place, ate dinner together like a normal family, and just really enjoyed our 24 hours together. I got to snuggle finally and since he's used to close quarters didn't even get mad when I hogged the entire bed, woohoo.

Although in my rush out the door, I forgot my jewelry. The ever-present pearl earrings and my wedding rings. Opps. His response was at dinner when he threatened to loudly tell the hostess to seat us in the back corner since he wasn't there with his wife and he was quite known in this area of town. The turd, luckily we had kids so he couldn't majorly embarrass my arse. I might not get so lucky next time. He's gonna end up tattoo-ing those damn rings to my forehead. Although after 14 years, I'm pretty sure they are already tattoo-ed somewhere up there.....

So then he packed me into my car, and I cried all the way to the Dallas city limits sign.

I'm such a pansy.

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