My BlogMomma would be proud!

You Are Miami

Sexy and beautiful, you turn heads wherever you go. A little spicy and a little exotic, you're fully aware of your unique appeal. Totally high energy, you keep the party going early into the morning. Famous Miami residents: Anna Kournikova, OJ Simpson, Enrique Iglesias

What American City Are You?

Yay! Somewhere warm!

o0o0o0o! Yummy!

To all of you whisky drinkers out there, place your order now! Apparently Bruichladdich, a small privately owned distillery founded in 1881, plans to make about 5,000 bottles of the whisky, which is estimated would sell for about 400 pounds (US$695, euro590) per case of 12 bottles. Although whisky lovers can place their orders now, the actual spirit will not be delivered for about 10 years.

Just remember, you heard it here first!

I found this information here, but the article from the distillery is here.

YAY!

Doesn't seem likely

When Caltechgirl said that "all the cool kids are doing it" I was skeptical. But then, I saw Blogmomma Tammi do it, and Bou did it too, so I thought, maybe she was right, all the cool kids ARE DOING IT! I want to be cool too!

Anyway, this is my Past Life Diagnosis:

I don't know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation.
You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Turkey around the year 1675.
Your profession was that of a designer, engineer or craftsman.

Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
You always liked to travel and to investigate. You could have been a detective or a spy.

The lesson that your past live brought to your present incarnation:
Your lesson is the development and expansion of your mental consciousness. Find a good teacher and spend a good part of your time and energy on learning his (or her) wisdom.

DO YOU REMEMBER NOW?

Nope, can't say that I do.

It's better to ask forgiveness than permission

Pretty much everyday I hear my husband give relationship advice to others. He always tells them "It's better to ask forgiveness than permission". I usually roll my eyes dramatically or something of the like. Well last night, he proved that it's not just relationship advise he gives to others!

He, our blogless buddy Jay and Graumaugus had made plans to go to a gun show yesterday. Jay was supposed to show up between 9:30 and 10 am, and they were going to head off to the show and Grau was going to meet them there. At about 8:30 my darling non advice taking husband decided he needed to kill some French before he went. I advised him that Jay would be here in about an hour, and that he might want to wait on the mass murder. "I'm only going to play a skirmish" he announced, to which I responded "But your skirmishes usually take two hours!" Disregarding me as "talking again" he proceeded to massacre the French with gusto. Jay showed up at 9:30, so as you can imagine he did not get to complete his annihilation, so he saved it and headed off. I of course made sure to tell him "I TOLD YOU SO!" What kind of wife would I be if I didn't?

A few hours later he calls to tell me that the gun show was "whelming" and that they were headed off to Hooters for some hot wings and beer. I didn't think much of it and continued about my business. Now is the fun part. He calls again after a few more hours to announce that "we are about to be invaded and prepare for company" ACK! I haven't even bathed yet today! Taking Clone upstairs with me I quick jump in the bath and race around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to make myself, the boy and the house presentable. I finished just in time for Grau to knock on my door. WHEW!

We chat for a bit and then my hubby arrives home a bit drunk, er...Rather A LOT drunk! Apparently Jay had to leave, so this invasion he called to warn me about is just Grau. If I had known that I wouldn't have freaked out so bad! Eh, whatever, at least it's done now, and less for me to do later and now I can enjoy the company. Perhaps I misunderstood, but I took it that they were going to come over to drink and chat, and just generally have some fun, but then comes the announcement that "They were leaving to go drink some more". I told him he would not be driving and stole his keys.

Grau offered to drive, so off they go to a bar down the street. When Contagion arrived home at around 10:30 pm, he barely made it in the door. I was busy upstairs putting laundry away and figured he'd make it up eventually, it's not like I can help him, and 130 pounds soaking wet, and although he is a dead sexy man, he's not exactly skin and bones. One of us *cough* me *cough* would more than likely get hurt. He makes it up the stairs, stumbles into the bedroom and shouts "HEY BABY! I'M HOME!" After shushing him because the kids are in bed, he stage whispers "thorry, I dinna think I's that loud" It's a good thing I speak drunkenese.

He proceeds to tell me about the evening, slurring and swaying...he eyes are all red and he occasionally grabs onto something to stop the room from spinning. Now I'll admit I was a bit irritated, not because he went out and came home extremely inebriated but because I ran through the house doing the Flight of the Bumblebee cleaning rampage based on his call regarding the invasion, only to have them leave again. He could have told me that when he originally called, then I wouldn't have worried so much about it. I'm just sayin'. I felt like he purposely omitted this bit of information because he didn't want to "ask if it was ok". After explaining this, he gave me his mantra "It's better to ask forgiveness than permission!"

So this is why my tag line on my blog is "Watch as I roll my eyes dramatically!" I so should have expected this response! Ah well, at least he had a good time. I think his "man'o'meter" was getting low.

Richmond slapped me with a meme!

Of course, she had to do this while I was out of town and then had to work tons of hours, so this is the first chance I've had to do it...that and my husband actually let me have the computer for a while since he apparently defeated the French again last night in his game.

Here are the rules:

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

• Anna Nalick - Breathe - This song just makes me bust into song when I'm by myself, but I wouldn't sing it in front of others. I don't like to make people's ears bleed.
  
• Limp Bizkit - Behind Blue Eyes - perhaps it is blasphemy to like this better than the original....but I do :)
  
• Nelly featuring Tim McGraw - Over and Over - although I am not a fan of Nelly, I ADORE this song, that and Tim McGraw is HOT *drool*
  
• Fall Out Boy - Dance, Dance - This song simply kicks ass. I heard it first on my husband's X Box game Madden 06.
  
• Hinder - Get Stoned - I don't think that this needs an explanation.
  
• Korn - Word Up - Loved the original and the remake rocks too.
  
• Dido - White Flag - another one that makes me bust into song.

I am not passing this onto anyone since I am already a week or more behind the times.

Yea, that's the stuff.

MMmmmm mandatory overtime....
12 hour shifts
Brain oozing out of nose....

And now, the rest of the story….

Since the whiny beotch finished annihilating the French for the evening I was “allowed” to use the computer. Good thing too as I have things I need to say about this weekend! Now, if I could just get him to stop staring at me yelling “FRENCH!” while I do this!

Saturday morning we were to meet everyone at the Tippecanoe battlefield at 11 am. We arrive 5 minutes early, only to discover that Machelle and Oddy are already there. I think she beat us there because as my husband observed, her maiden name must have been “Duke”. Wes and his wife arrive shortly thereafter and we decide to be sociable with one another and stand outside and talk. We talked…and waited…and talked…and waited some more. A teeny tiny orange roller skate of a car pulled up and we all stared at it wondering “is that them?” and decided that if it was them, it would be like a clown car watching everyone get out! It wasn’t, so Contagion gave Laughing Wolf a call and see where they were at. They were running a bit late (obviously) but were on their way.

They arrived, and so did Harvey and TNT shortly thereafter. We toured the battlefield and gift shop, then decided to head to the Wolf Park. We apparently forgot to tell Harvey and TNT we were all leaving as they were left somewhere out in the woods but managed to figure out where we were and followed us anyway. LW gave us an AWESOME tour of the park, which in and of itself was incredible. I learned so much that I didn’t realize, and will be bringing my boys back when it gets warmer. I got to meet a lot of the wolves and decided that I have a favorite, Echo. She walked right up and greeted us and I fell in love with her right then and there. I’m glad that she has such a great home, and will be looking into sponsoring her in the near future. For more information, see http://www.wolfpark.org/ (that is my shameless plug!)

After touring the park in a brisk 17 degrees, I have to admit, there were only two parts of me that were cold, my right ear and my backside. My husband made may fruitless attempts to warm it up with his hands, but to no avail (by backside that is, not my ear). LW announced that we had dinner reservation at TC’s, so off we went for beer and conversation. T1G had it right when he compared this place to Fritz’s, great atmosphere, great food, but I too am partial to Fritz’s. There were so many conversations going on it’s difficult to know who said what, but I’ll give it a shot. I should know by now at these blogmeets that if T1G gets out his little notebook, we are all in trouble…and he had it out this day. There was talking about loins, and which was better, breaded or spongy, drinks were flying all over the table (SORRY ODDY!) and somehow I made her all wet, lots of LALALALAing from Tammi, and Harvey is a freak because he’s never been camping.

After getting full on food and drink, we headed back to the Wolf Park for Howl Night. Since they weren’t quite ready to start it when we got back we raided the gift shop. YAY SHOPPING! Credit cards were flying! I really tried to restrain myself but still managed to purchase several items. After shopping we all got our blankets and seats, headed to the stands and listened to the program. We got to howl, and listen to all of the wolves howl too! It was so incredible I had goosebumps up and down my entire body…I wish I had brought a camcorder so I could see and hear it again. I don’t think anyone was thinking about the cold during the presentation, it was THAT good.

Once Howl Night ended we all met up at Lafayette Brewing Company for more drinking and conversation. Oddy loved on a wooden Indian, Bloodspite and Tammi tried to gnaw on each other like beavers, and Machelle kept the one liners coming to keep Contagion in line. TNT and I made observations of some of the other patrons, and the “Watch Step” which we both decided was to make sure no one got out of hand. T1G had his handy dandy notebook out again, and we all just mingled. I felt very comfortable with everyone. Sadly the night ended around 1 am as it was time for us all to head back, get some rest and head home the next day.

All in all, I had a FABULOUS time and really look forward to doing this again in the near future. Some people who weren’t there this time (cough BOU cough) need to be there next time. I’d like to send out a HUGE THANK YOU to Laughing Wolf for putting this whole thing together. None of this would have been possible without you!

Wow! The Howl on the Prowl!

What an amazing time! Where to begin…well, lets start with the hotel. We arrive at the Fairfield Inn to discover that the hotel that was recommended to us by my Blogsister Machelle HAS A KRISPY KREAM STORE RIGHT NEXT DOOR! Contagion and I both squealed with delight upon this discovery, but decided to save it for the next day. We arrived in the room when the phone rang, it was Oddybobo announcing her arrival. Contagion began giving her crap about driving too fast, but quickly realized the error of his ways when Oddy put him in his place and informed him that we had crossed an imaginary line that made time go forward.

Calling up Machelle, we met in the lobby and headed next door for dinner. No, not to Krispy Kream but to Spageddies, where we imbibed beer, or in Machelle’s case a Seagrams 7 with a splash of 7 (just like Contagion usually makes) and joined up with Laughing Wolf, the man who put this whole thing together. Since the rest of the crew was due to arrive at around 10ish, we used a map drawn on the back of a receipt to find our way to LW’s, and got lost. Called LW to figure out where we were and he didn’t know either. After turning around about 18 times LW decided to flick his front porch light on and TA DA! He was right behind us….at the intersection right outside his house, where we began this whole “lost” thing!

What a nice house he has! LOVE the antiques and it’s great to see his girlfriend unpacked from her crate. We took a tour of the house, and sat around and talked about just about anything and everything when the BloodSpite, Bloodspouse, T1G and Tammi arrived. As they unloaded their gear for the weekend it filled the entire dining room….blankets, pillows, bags, etc. Apparently they thought it was going to be a bit cold, not that I blame them, I brought 3 Whitney blankets and a Capote myself! We talked for a short time, realized it was 1 am and headed back to the hotel to sleep. Did I mention that I got to TAKE A SHOWER!

I will continue this story tomorrow because currently Contagion is explaining to me that I am allowing the Brits to overrun something in his Valentines day gift of Age of Empires III.

Wolf Park checklist

Tomorrow is the big day...we head out to the Wolf Park for a weekend of fun and relaxation... for the most part anyway. It's gonna be COLD so I've comprised my own checklist to make sure I stay warm.

1) HOT HANDS - check
2) 3 Whitney wool blankets - check
3) Wool socks - check
4) Green Bay Packers Hat - check
5) Gloves/Mittens - check
6) Whitney wool capote - check

If that doesn't keep me warm, then I think I'm outta luck. I am packing as if I am going to a Packer game at Lambeau in December AND for a winter re-enactment. I am a teeny tiny bit excited

I need this sooooo much. I love my kids, but it's really hard when your entire identity becomes "mom". I would just like to be a wife and a woman, without someone clinging to me shouting "MOMMA UP!" By this time tomorrow night we should be drinking with a few friends.

Frappr-tastic

This seems pretty cool. I first saw it at That 1 Guy's, then on OddyBobo's, and of course my hubby jumped on the band wagon, so what the heck! Please join my Frappr Map! I promise I will not stop by for a visit without calling first.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Yes, I know, it's a Hallmark holiday, but I still like it, so PHTTTTT!

My husband hates this holiday, he thinks it's BS as I'm sure you can tell by his post on the subject. I did tell him not to get my anything this year because my "V" day gift is getting to go to the Wolf Park! He didn't believe me, and went out and bought me a beautiful necklace...he's so sweet! Err... uh... I mean ... damn I think I just ruined his reputation.

Like beating a dead horse

The promotion I want finally posted at work in Friday, I might have mentioned a time or two how much I want this. Within 15 minutes of it posting, I had my application in with resume' attached. My interview should be scheduled within the next two weeks, and I will be working on my presentation, so I will apologize now if the blogging is a bit light.

I blame Wes

The Muppets are awesome...I ADORE them and watched them for years, so naturally since it is Saturday, and I'm taking an easy weekend (with the exception of the whole laundry thing) I had to take this quiz. YAY KERMIE!

You Are Kermit

Hi, ho! Lovable and friendly, you get along well with everyone you know. You're a big thinker, and sometimes you over think life's problems. Don't worry - everyone know's it's not easy being green. Just remember, time's fun when you're having flies!

The Muppet Personality Test

Hat Tip to Wes of Bodhran (Drum)Roll Please!

I have an unhealthy addition to Quizes

Saw this over at Caltechgirl's and had to take it, but I didn't get the outcome I expected. As a matter of fact, I totally forgot that this damned instrument even existed!

You scored as Bassoon. Bassoon. Bassooners are fun and outgoing usually. Theyre pretty suite. Bassoon 75% trombone 67% Viola 67% Oboe 58% Flute 58% Clarinet 58% Tuba 58% French Horn 50% Cello 42% String Bass 42% Percussion 42% Violin 33% Trumpet 33% If you were in an orchestra, what instrument would match your personality? created with QuizFarm.com

I know what I'm bringing to the next comment party!

I wish I could tell you how I found this, but...I'm not sure. Perhaps it was a pop up add, or something, but at any rate, this is what I have decided I am bringing to the next comment party!

A NAKED BUTLER! This male order company supplies charming and handsome butlers by the hour or by the day! Not sure why they would need hourly rates...oh....that's why.. :)

20 Questions

Blue Tige, my blog…brother in law? asked me very nicely if I would answer the following questions. No problem I said…sure thing…this was a lot harder than I thought!

Best Memory?: When Clone was born…remember my boys are 10 years apart, but not intentionally. The experience was much better the second time around, they put me under general anesthesia for my first. Nothing like waking up 6 hours after your C-section demanding to see your baby and someone had better bring a Dr Pepper.

Most Terrible Day?: The day my Grandfather died. I was a junior in high school and my Mom came to the school and picked me up, and we proceeded to drive 8 hours to Muskogee, Oklahoma to see him and make sure he was going to be ok. He had a stroke and I had to make the decision for my mother at 16 to pull the plug. He was gone, you could tell he wasn’t there anymore and I didn’t want this to be my last memory.

Birth City?: Wichita, Kansas

Favorite Thing To Do?: As dull as this may seem, my favorite thing to do is TAKE A SHOWER! You have to understand, I do not have a shower in my house, all I have is a bathtub, and although sometimes it’s nice to relax in a bath, that’s not my favorite way to get clean. I love traveling because then I get to take showers! It’s not uncommon for me to take one the minute we get into our hotel room, one after we get back from whatever site seeing we went to do and another in the morning.

Hollywood Crush?: Not so much a crush as lust… Orlando Bloom. He’s old enough to be legal and young enough to teach a few things to.

Favorite Food?: Wow, aside from my Blogmamma’s Mexican Manicotti , CHOCOLATE!

City you want to visit most and why?: Inverness Scotland, I don’t think I need to give a reason why, seems obvious to me! (see www.spoonandblade.com)

Fantasy/dream that you want to come true?: The biggest fantasy that I have is that when I get to retirement age, I’ll be able to do re-enacting full time all across the country, traveling in style of course in my luxury bus! (ok that last part is the fantasy)

Favorite Sport?: Football, both NFL and Arena (Go Rock River Raptors!)

How long have you been married?: 6 years 4 months

Favorite song and why?: This really depends on my mood. I am truly a music lover and if I’m sad, I have a song, glad, I have a song, etc. etc.

Someone you most admire?: I admired my Grandfather. He was a WWII veteran who gave me more interesting insight into things than anyone else ever has. He also believed in me when no one else would.

Someone you hate and why?: I will plead the 5^th on this one.

Secret crush? (Hollywood doesn’t count): See answer above!

One (maybe 2) rule(s) you live by?: First: Try to be true to who you are, no matter what others may think, and Second: Don’t live your life with the “would’a, should’a, could’a” mentality, it’ll get you no where.

Do you believe in God?: I believe in an energy, not necessarily male nor female, that is everywhere

A dark secret (we won’t tell): I never believe that people really like me, I get it in my head that everyone is just pretending as a cruel joke that someday they will reveal, point and laugh.

Most treasured item and why?: My Grandfather’s burial flag, see above for why.

If you could turn back time, what would you do and why?: As odd as it may seem, I would see a dentist more often so that I could have a smile to be proud of, rather than the gap toothed grin I currently have :)

Last but certainly not least, what kind of “work” do you do and do you enjoy it?: I currently work in Claims at a major heath insurance company. I LOVE what I do, but am looking for more of a challenge so am really hoping to get this promotion that is coming up!

Work Rant

Allow me to begin by saying this: The position that I am jonesing for has not yet been posted at work so I haven't been able to set up my interview yet. On that note...since that position has not yet been filled, there is a team of 9 of us who, in addition to your regular duties, have to pick up the slack and have been assigned additional duties. Of the 9 of us, there are 4 who are considered the "core" group, myself (yay me!), B, C and D (believe it or not those really are their initials). As the "core" group we are required to review all of the new responsibilities and determine the action that needs to be taken on each one.

There are memos that need to be updated, and computer assist guides that need to be maintained, and Memo's from our corporate office on situations that need to be implemented...basically it's a full time job on it's own (the old person in this position used to work 50-60 hour weeks to get it all done). The core group has been given 2 hours a day....none of which can't be done on overtime. Now...remember all of this has to be done during our regular 8 hour day, in addition to our regular duties. I am really gung ho about this and am enjoying every minute of it! Perhaps I'm a bit too excited as it appears I pissed off a peer today.

We have a new program that is coming online next Monday. There are three people in the entire office who have this program as they were testers for it when it was still in the pilot phase. Of those three, I am one of them, so when the situation arose that this program needed to be rolled out to the unit, my supervisor asked me to help. Another peer was given the responsibility of fixing the old memo showing the old program with information from the new program. It was decided by the core group that I could provide her with screen shots of what this new program looks like. NO PROBLEM! I set about after our morning meeting on making screen shots to give to my peer, while B from the group informed her of our plans to update the memo.

She apparently misunderstood what B was trying to tell her and proceeded to be pissy about the whole thing. She tossed the memo's that she is supposed to update on my desk and said, "here, you'll probably need these." and stormed off. I thought it odd as I was the one who gave her the flippin' memo's to begin with, but uh...ok. I checked with B to see what had happened since she was the one who talked to her. She apparently thought *I* was taking over, and was mad about it. Playing ignorant, I asked her if something was wrong, to which she replied "no" in a very curt manner. Now to be perfectly honest, I have enough on my plate right now that I don't need to take on her additional duties too because he decides to throw a fit. The only way she was going to get the screen prints of the new program was for me to provide them to her...she doesn't have access to the program!

Now tell me if I was out of line here, but I took the initiative and called the Program Guru and asked him if he would be willing to do me a favor. He said of course he could, and I told him to give my peer access to this new program "because she wants to work with it prior to implementing the program so she knows what she is doing". Hell, she already told me that "NOTHING WAS WRONG" so I'm going to treat her that way. I announce to her that the Program Guru was kind enough to give her access to his new program to test it out before she implements it, and that way, she can get all of the screen prints that she needs to rewrite the memo.

She continued to be very persnickety with me for the rest of the afternoon, but I wouldn't let on that I knew anything was wrong. I would continue to talk to her and smile and said a sickeningly sweet goodbye to her when she left for the day. I thought I did a really good job of not showing my irritation, when what I really wanted to do is to tell her is to grow up, this is not flippin' high school and do her damned job!

Care for our daughters

As I was watching the Super Bowl (at home alone with Clone I might add) I saw an ad for Dove's Campaign for Real Beauty. I thought to myself at the time "I need to post on that" but it appears my Bloggrandpa Harvey has beat me to it! No problem, I'll assist in spreading the word!

I know when I was growing up I had HUGE self esteem problems, and had no idea that everyone else had the same issues, because it was just something you didn't talk about. I really hope that this campaign gives girls what they need to know, because REAL WOMEN HAVE CURVES!

If you have a daughter, please go out to the site and download the free Mother/Daughter Kit. I wish this had been around when I was younger!

Random Saturday Thought

Some people are like slinkies...not really good for anything but still fun to push down the stairs.

"DER" Moment of the week

A “DER” moment is what I like to call it when you do something so dumb, all you can do is stand there and say “DERRRR”. A friend from work and I came up with this statement more than a year ago, and somehow it has stuck.

Anyway, I had a really big “DER” moment this week. We have secret buddies at work, where twice a month you buy a little gift for your buddy and usually you give it to someone to deliver for you. On Monday, I went to Target (Tar-Jay if you will) to purchase a small gift. My husband needed a couple of items as well, and since we were there we picked those up too. When checking out the cashier bagged his items in one bag and put my buddy gift in another. I thought to myself at the time “how handy, now I don’t have to move stuff around in the bags, I can just give her the whole thing!”

We head back to work and I leave my buddy’s gift in the car, as I was going to have it delivered by someone after I had already left for the day. Right as I was getting ready to leave for the day, I headed out to the car and grabbed the bag of stuff, and gave it to someone to deliver for me, then my husband and I headed home.

The next day, my husband asks me where his bag of stuff went. “You took it into work with you” I said, “you must have left it there.” He proceeded to inform me that all he took into work was 2 bags of candy that he had bought and that he had moved his other purchase into the other bag….THE OTHER BAG??? Oh crap, I’ve just given my secret buddy a Care Bear, and a container of Men’s Gillette Shaving Cream!

Naturally my husband, being the loving, kind and sensitive human being that he is proceeds to laugh at me…perhaps laugh isn’t the right word….he LAUGHS MANIACALLY at me, while I stand there, eyes wide and my jaw open wondering how the hell I am going to explain to my buddy that the shaving cream was a mistake and that I’m not trying to say “damn, girl you need to shave!”

Going into work the next day (by now it’s Wednesday) I approached the person I had asked to deliver the “gift” and explain my predicament. She too begins to laugh at me, but assures me that she will speak with my buddy and explain the situation and get it back for me. True to her word, she came by my desk later and returned my husbands shaving cream. What have I learned from this? Always check your bags before giving them away, lest you want to tell someone they are a hairy bastard!

Who Am I Post #2

Taken from Leslie's Omnibus.

Unfortunately it's too accurate for my own liking...

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion: You have medium extroversion. You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party. Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences. But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time." Conscientiousness: You have medium conscientiousness. You're generally good at balancing work and play. When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done. But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it. Agreeableness: You have medium agreeableness. You're generally a friendly and trusting person. But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism. You get along well with others, as long as they play fair. Neuroticism: You have high neuroticism. It's easy for you to feel shaken, worried, or depressed. You often worry, and your worries prevent you from living life fully. You tend to be emotionally reactive and moody. Your either flying very high or feeling very low. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is medium. You are generally broad minded when it come to new things. But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it. You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.

The Five Factor Personality Test

Good CLEAN Fun!

Upon arriving at my Mother-In Law’s house this afternoon after work to pick up Clone I knew something must have happened. Before we had gotten to the door she had opened it up and was standing there with an exasperated look on her face. She began with “Let me tell you what your son did today" and clarified with "The little one" since she watches both boys.

Oh Lord, what could he have done THIS time….

You have to understand, my Mother-In Law runs a daycare out of her home. She has dealt with many children over the past 25 years, and seems to have an infinite amount of patience. I was shocked to hear that my children are “putting her at her wits end”. Apparently today, while she was dealing with some other crisis one of the other children in the daycare was having, Clone decided to explore the bathroom. He found an entire bottle (unopened) of bubble bath, proceeded to stand in the bathtub and pour it all over himself, then when that was empty moved onto an entire bottle (also unopened) of baby shampoo, and poured that all over himself as well!

When she found him standing fully clothed in the bathtub dripping with baby shampoo and bubble bath, she flipped! He was given a very stern talking too (smack on the behind) and was stripped bare. He was obviously going to need a bath, he had it everywhere, in his hair, ears, shoes…you name it, there was soap dripping from it. She ran bath water to clean him up….but there was so much soap in the tub, the bubbles came flowing over the top! Clone of course thought this was GREAT! “Look at all the bubbles Gramma!” he announced with glee!

She had one of the older children make sure that he didn’t drown while she ran down to put his soapy clothes in the washing machine. When she came back up she drained the tub and ran another bath…too many bubbles the first time around you see…and bathed him a second time. She put him in a fresh pull-up (we are potty training right now, that’s another post) and wrapped him in a blanket because he was cold. Sat him down at the kitchen table and went down to check the laundry. She blew her top again to find that one tiny pair of jeans and a tiny shirt caused her washing machine to overflow with bubbles all over her laundry room! There were bubbles flowing out of the washing machine, out of the sump pump, just EVERYWHERE! Grabbing a mop and cleaning up the mess, she rewashed the tiny outfit.

By the time we picked up the boy, she was so frazzled that her hair was standing on end, her make up was smeared and she looked as though she was about to either cry or have a nervous breakdown. On the bright side, her laundry room floor is cleaner than ever!

Oh yeah baby!

Chastity, my future blogdaughter gave birth to a little girl today! 6 pounds 14 ounces and 20 inches long by C-Section. Does this make me an aunt or a grandma.....??

Kill 'em all Kitty!

Whether you like cats or not, I hope you appreciate this one.

Welcome my new sister!

My Blogmomma Tammi has gone and give us all another sibling! We couldn't be happier! Her name is Carmen, and her blog is "I'll Do What I Wanna Do...Gosh!" Let's all give her a wonderful welcome to the Bad Example Family and Clan!

This week in Diversity

Imbolc ("IM-bulk") is an ancient festival generally celebrated on                 
              January 31, February 1, or February 2. It is also known as                       
              Candlemas, Brighid ("breed"), and Oimelc ("EE-mulk") which means                 
              ewe's milk. Imbolc is a Greater Sabbat in the Wiccan year.                       
                                                                                               
                                                                                               
              The celebration signals the middle of the season of long nights                  
              and anticipates the upcoming season of light. Celebrants make                    
              Corn Maidens from corn and wheat. The Maidens are dressed up and                 
              placed in a cradle known as a "Bride's Bed". A wand, usually                     
              tipped with an acorn or other large seed, is placed in the bed                   
              with the Maiden. The Maidens are generally kept year round as a                  
              symbol of fertility.                                                             
                                                                                               
                                                                                               
              Other interrelated interpretations of the festival center around                 
              the Irish Goddess Brighid, known for her healing, smithcraft, and                
              poetry gifts. Additional interpretations revolve around the birth                
              of lambs and the lactation of the ewes. Still others celebrate                   
              Imbolc as the recovery of the Earth Goddess after giving birth to                
              the Sun God.                           

Happy VGLDSW Day!

I received this from my sister-in-law today and I thought everyone should know and celebrate!

Today is International Very Good Looking, Damn Smart Woman's Day,
so please send this message to someone you think fits this description.
Please do not send it back to me
as I have already received it from a
Very Good Looking, Damn Smart Woman!
And remember this motto to live by:
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave
with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other,
body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming
"WOO HOO what a ride!"

Have a wonderful day!

AMEN SISTER!