New Hats for the Girls!

Boog's new hat!
Meeeeema's new hat!

I made these really great hats for the girls! My sister showed me how to make Marcia's, now famous, Jaida's hat! Of course, I never do anything quite "by the book," but they are still too darned cute!

Ponderings...

Ok, so may it is only one ponderance!




I want to know why is it that thinking about life makes me think so much about death?




If you know, please inform me!




It is driving me crazy and we all know that I am pretty good at that on my own!

Biggest Big Girl!

"say cheese, Meeeeema!"
first ever big girl pony tail!



I was trying to take a picture of Meeeeema's first ever big girl pony tail and, in the process, I got a picture of her saying, "cheese!" She is such a big girl!

ABC's

A B T D E Ep G Ate I Day Tay Ewl Em En O P Tew Owr Et T U B W Ets Y D

Now I know my ABT's next time won't you sing wit MOM!

Sounds cute, right?

Ever heard that chorus over and over again at 10pm???

Well, I have!

Boog's crib is at the foot of my bed, basically, and she thought it would be entertaining to sing it over and over and over and over again!

Leave it to Boog to bring out the best in me!

I had a little chorus of my own in mind, but polite society just would not allow it!

Where, oh where?

Where, oh where have my blogging friends gone?

Where, oh where could they be?

I am bored and looking for something to read

And, here, there's nothing to see!

Great Trip?

Well, my family decided to take the ALL SCHOOL TRIP. This means all of the school kids and their families are invited to attend a pretty interesting trip at a low cost, because of the group size. Our school trip consisted of about 300 people.

We went to the Field Museum in Chicago. The trip went pretty smoothly, even though we had all 7 kids. My sister went with too. She helped off set some of the weight of having such a large group! It was nice to have help. In fact, at one point, we lost my sister and one of the 6 year old boys, together, for about 2 hours!?! This would have been remedied pretty quickly, but she had left her cell phone in our rent-a-stroller! Oh, did I mention that she left her money there too?

Anyway, blah, blah, blah, cut to the end of the trip, where we were waiting for what seemed like forever, until our buses pulled up to get us. I had let several other people get back on the bus before me, because I was sitting in the first seat and I did not want them to have to wait for me to load myself and 22lbs of sleeping baby back onto seat 1 of the bus. When I finally started to get on, there was crap all over my seat, so I had to wait for the lady who it belonged to to retrieve it and then I sat down. I started loading my baby into the car seat.

Did I mention that the bus driver kindly informed me that the buses had been robbed? That's right! Some one had decided that they needed some of the stuff that was on the buses, more than the owners of the stuff did. Well, I am so stinking pleased to report that one of those who was stolen from happened to be me? Oh yeah! I have never been as mad as I was when I figured out that my bag was missing!

The list of missing items is as follows:

breast cancer tote bag
about 10 diapers
giant bottle of kids cough medicine (yes, the kids still are coughing, but no medicine!)
1 baby bottle
bag of almonds
2 different boxes of granola bars
1 box fruit snacks
13 juice boxes
1 ice pack

and best of all...

a freaking public library book!

So, now, not only did some jerks take my bag, but they got my kid's diapers and my kid's cough medicine and my kid's bottles and everything else they could possibly have wanted to eat or drink on the way home. Oh, I forgot to list a bag of pretzels!

I know this all sounds petty, but no one has ever taken anything from me before and I can not describe the way I felt getting on that bus and realizing that my stuff was just about the only thing taken off of our particular bus! The really funny thing is that my purse was on there, but I had stashed it behind Meeeeema's milk cooler and my big water bottle, so somehow they missed it!

I was only able to find one thing to be thankful for and that is that none of the bus drivers happened to be on there, because some crack head could have hurt them, if they wanted to get money for drugs bad enough!

Oh, and I have not yet mentioned that friends of ours had much more stolen from them! They had a leather coat lifted along with a Nintendo DS and, I believe the mother said, 7 games! I was just mad that someone took any of my stuff! I think it is crap that my family has so little to begin with and someone thought they had the right to take it from us! I would never ever dream of stealing from people! I don't give a damn what I needed or wanted! I just would not do it!

Conversation Between Father and Son

Dad?

Yes, Bucko!

My hand is very sleepy.

What Buck?

My hand is really tired.

Huh? What are you talking about?

My hand is really tired!

What do you mean? Why do you think your hand is really tired?

Because dad, it is all tingly and stuff.

Oh, Buddy, your hand is ASLEEP, not tired!

Oh, right dad.

Ok, so I know my pictures are not exactly the most descriptive, but I tried! As you might be able to tell, I made a little clutch purse for Ponch! Why, you might ask? Well, honestly, I have thought it would be interesting to make purses ever since I got back into crocheting a few months ago. I finally got the right idea and tried to put it into play. I am happy to say that it worked! I did it! I did it! I did it! And, thanks to a tip from my sister, I have the cutest material for the lining! I hand sewed it together and then into the purse, because I could not see getting my machine out for so little, but now, I am not so sure, because I made a different style purse and Boog is just crazy about it, so I will be making yet another liner, by hand?!? Unless, I got off my lazy butt and get my machine out!

Truly Underwear Innocent!

Ok, so if I tell you that I just got out of the shower at 12:35, you are going to know that I am a stinky bum, but what else is new!?!? Anywho, I was trying to get dressed, when my all too interested 2 year old starts in with the comments. She kept trying to look around me and when I continued to dodge her, she said, "Mommy, your underwear is on batwads!" HILARIOUS! HILARIOUS! FEREAKING HILARIOUS!

I was barely able to contain myself, because she was so insistent on my turning my underwear around that I almost got to spend my day wearing a "batwads" thong! Imagine that all you visual minds! UGH! Thank God she let me be when I told her that everything was ok and my underwear were not on backwards! She just kept trying to look around me!

Too, too funny!

Gym?!? Pain?!? Agony, for sure!!!

Ok, so my husband had this great idea that we should start at the gym and I would normally just shoot down any idea that involves spending more money than we already do, but I really loved the idea of getting out of the house to do my work out, so I said ok. I rethought it and tried to get out of it a few times, but then S. came up with the idea of having me invite a friend to sign up with me--his way of making sure I would not be able to change my mind. His idea worked! Lucky him, for once!

Anyway, I started on Monday and my sister, who has had her membership for a month or so, went with me. I might add that the gym is new to our area. Either way, we went Monday and I did a full 30 minutes on the treadmill. I even worked up the courage to do a little jogging/running at the end of the 30 minutes. I HATE THE IDEA OF PEOPLE LOOKING AT ME! And, then it was on to the weight machines. This was cut a little short, because it took a little time for the gym owner to show me and a few other ladys around, when we first showed up. Blah, blah, blah! So, anyway, I made my way around the weight machines and when my hour, the amount of time I have alotted for myself, was up, I went home.

On to day two...

Day two I was set to go with my friend, who had had a meeting the night before and was unable to go along. We met at the gym at 6:30. My friend brought a friend and my sister showed up too, so we had our own little work out squad. HA! Anyway, we did our 30 minutes and headed for the weight machines. All was well and good until P, my friend, got on the backward strangely set up sit up machine thingy and I started having visions of bad bodily happenings! I could not help but laugh. I told P's friend to tell her not to have any bad bodily happenings, as that is not proper gym behavior. Then, I turned into a giggling 11 year old boy and told my sister to cease and desist, because I did not want her to be a casualty of war! (ok, maybe not in exactly those words, but pretty damned close) Then, P started laughing, and she was the one on the machine! Hilarious!

Oh, I sort of forgot the point! I was supposed to tell you that I had to be air-lifted into this computer chair, because my legs ache so much!!!

Do you suppose this is the adult ADHD kicking in?