Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Happy Birthday to My Man!

We are thirty-five this week.

He today. Me later.

A big ouch!

Thirty-five seems old to me.

So, I better get going--I only came on for a minute.

I was looking for a birthday card . . . I'm rounding up his gift.

And, he will be home in fifteen minutes.

I'm thinking spaghetti if the ground beef will defrost--I know--nuke it.

But, it's one of those six pounders and who really needs that much spaghetti sauce?!?! :)

Man--I will think of anything not to make this meal happen . . . I'm really that bad.

But, the other truth is, I peeked at his emails this past week so I know what's in the Fedex package that came today, for me, . . .

Yeah. Better go cook that meal!

See ya. :)

Friday, November 24, 2006

3:21am

What is wrong with me?

I need to be at work in less than twelve hours.

Must. get. sleep.

Thursday, November 23, 2006


Happy Thanksgiving 2006

I think that I have a crush. I find myself trying to get his attentions. He's my second. I've always wondered if he has gotten the attention that he deserves. Lately, I feel that I adore him. I feel that he is a wonder. I'm nuts, right? :)

The Fam . . . and, of course, Baby Ariel.

Baby Kayla saying "Cheeeeeeese!"

Oh. You want me to smile like J.J.?

I'm really impressed.

Has preschool also passed this knowledge on to my four year old?

I can't recall covering this subject matter at home.

Maybe, some things are just instinctive to some individuals and not others.

I was going to submit photo proof of a certain bed that I know of . . .

But, I've decided against showing off that terrible, terrible sight.

And, why does her dresser table look like that of an adult's?

Why is there a clock on it? And, why does the clock look like my own grandfather could have owned it? Did she learn to tell time when I wasn't looking?

And, who is that married couple in the wedding picture? I know who it is . . . but, does she?

Isn't it funny what kids imitate? Her dresser looks all grown up. The brush is her daddy's. The powder bottle is her baby doll's. I've tried to keep those pics of her on other dresser tops but I love how she has confiscated them for her dresser.

This kind of stuff makes me smile.

Monday, November 20, 2006


Proof positive.

I don't know what I'm doing.

The picture on the packaging later confirmed that it was pineapples dressing the ham.

Oops.

Still, tasted good. That's one meal under my belt for this week.

I'm thinking about cooking again tomorrow.

Yes. It's my birthday. But, you don't really expect me to smile, do you?

Uuuhhh. Just so ya know. It's my birthday. So. You can only play with my new toys. Just so ya know!

November 11, 2006

Elijah turned three. He is growing up . . . literally, this is the best picture that we got of him. Him and his titi really had a good time.

Faith was good too. She just keeps wondering when her birthday will come again.

Our good friend, Rowan, had a good time too.

It was toddler time in the corner with titi Frannie in the lead.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Wishing that I had posted a little bit earlier . . .

So, I could have proven to the world [as I know it] that I have been up since before six this morning.

I just wanted it recorded somehow.

Because, later, when I bitch about it [the fact that I've been up since before six this morning], I wanted a date and time stamp to prove it.

I considered [for a second or two] to call someone.

But, everyone I know would have been just really pissed off with me at that point.

Not impressed with me.

So, here I blog.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

I finally get an ipod . . .

And, the #@!#$!#$#%!%#@#$!%!^!^#$ damn earpieces piece-of-shit won't stay in my ears.

I hate technology sometimes!!

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OK. Fine. Sorry about the cursing.

There in my ears.

Jammed in. I think forever now.

Do I have child-sized ear holes?

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Now. To the bigger and better question.

Does this damn ipod thing ($79) make me a better mother?

NO!

I've just jammed music into my ears.

I can't hear them. The children.

Not good.

Oh. Right.

I can jam mood music into my ears to drown out the pain.

haha

Just kidding.

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On a sweet note, Faith clapped for me when she saw that I had an ipod.

She said, "That's so you can listen to music."

Thank you, Four Year Old, for the confirmation and affirmation and all.

But, how exactly do you know this information?

Right. The sitter has one.

Makes sense to me.

She's been watching kids for like twenty years.

So, I guess it is good for drowning out all the pain.

hahaha

Just kidding.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

SAGITTARIUS
The stars give your attitude a makeover when you least expect it. In a strange turn of events, the very chore that you used to loathe becomes something that brings unexpected pleasure to your life.


I can't imagine what chore I am about to start loving.

Sounds like a bunch of crock to me!

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

And, what would you like for Christmas, little boy?

Tonight, I asked my husband what he would like for Christmas.

He moans, "lasagna", as if in hunger pain.

"Well, I can cook lasagna for you this weekend if you want it that bad." I reply.

He says, "I don't know . . . it's just been so long since I got a home-cooked meal."

It doesn't count if he is getting home-cooked meals from himself?!? Sheesh.

Well, better cook him up something.

Is there a box for "No Home-Cooked Meals" on court divorce papers?

I better check on that too.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Faith's Reasoning

Yesterday, as I was getting ready to go to work, Faith asks,

F: Why do you have to go to work all the time?

ME: I have to . . . it helps pays the bills and for the house.

D: And, to buy all your toys and books. [from the other room]

F: But, Daddy, I ask Mommy to buy me things from the tv that I want, and she says that we don't have any money.

ME: Well, I can't buy you everything that you want! [from the other room]

I guess I should be wording things differently when she wants everything that she sees on tv.

Since in her eyes, I am working afterall.