Better Late Than Never

Ok, so I realize that this was 2 weeks ago now, but I'm finally getting around to posting my pics from the arena football game guru and I went to. Ok so here's a couple of pics from my view of the field...

So why does this happen to me no matter where I am? Church, the movies, arena football games? It never fails.

And then there was the crazy pink shirt guy that couldn't stay in his seat!

That was annoying. As if I wasn't having a hard enough time seeing, this drunk prick couldn't keep his butt in his chair!

And then of course the guy in front of us that kept getting up and going to get things for his woman...who, unknowingly, had the tag sticking out of the back of his pants!


I didn't get any pics of them, but there were 3 girls that came in and sat beside us who were drinking and kind of obnoxious. Two of them decided to "go get something" while one stayed behind at the seats. Well a bit after they left, I got up and went to the restroom and came back and the 2 girls weren't back yet. More time passed and still they weren't back and the third girl finally gathered all her stuff and the other 2 girls' drinks they left behind and got up and left too. They were not to be seen again the rest of the game. So did the first 2 girls ditch the third cause she was annoying the crap out of them?...I'd like to think so.

New Look!

I was getting a bit bored with my pink background. I thought I would try out a little something different. I've been looking around for the perfect template, however I cannot find one that I am really happy with. So, for the meantime, I will see how this one works. It is time for a little change. Hope you all like it, if you don't, I don't care, I'll pull down your underwear! (<--Remember that from when you were a kid?)

(ok, so maybe that was just an excuse to post this pic! So what?)

Am I THAT Bad Of A Driver?

It seems as if my son has to pray every time we get into the van to go somewhere. "Please, Lord, let us survive!"

Still Here

I've kinda been m.i.a. the last few days. I've been trying to finish getting everything out of my house and moved to my apartment. When I'm at the apartment, I've been trying to get boxes moved to the rooms they go in and get them unpacked and put away. This is wearing me out. I am exhausted. Other than moving, I haven't been able to get in any workouts the last couple of weeks. That really sucks. Now that we have 24 hour access to a workout facility, I should be able to workout more. I say "should" because that doesn't mean that I actually will. Pretty much the only times I will really be able to workout will be after guru gets home from school and can watch the kids so I can go. However by that point in the day, I am pretty much pooped! If I do workout in the evenings, and get a bolt of energy, then I won't be able to get to sleep at a decent hour and will be up too late and not be able to get my day started well the next morning. It's an endless cycle I tell ya. Boy this being a full time mom to 3 thing is really something. I always really wanted 4 kids, but I am beginning to doubt my ability to keep my sanity and function properly. I have a hard enough time with 3. Oh well...I just have to keep reminding myself that in a couple of years, I'll have a built in babysitter. Haha. Well, I'm just rambling cause I don't really have anything blogworthy and I'm waiting for guru to finish his online homework on the other computer so we can go back to the apartment and unload another bunch of stuff for me to unpack. More to come later. I still need to post some pictures from the arena football game last weekend. Good times...good times.

You Know You're A Mom When...

* Your feet stick to grape jelly on the kitchen floor--and you don't care.

* When the kids are fighting, you threaten to lock them in a room together and not let them out until someone's bleeding.

* You can't find your cordless phone, so you ask a friend to call you, and you run around the house madly, following the sound until you locate the phone downstairs in the laundry basket.

* Your idea of a good day is making it through without a child leaking bodily fluids on you.

* Popsicle's become a food staple.

* Your favorite television show is a cartoon.

* You're willing to kiss your child's boo-boo, regardless of what body part it happens to be on.

* You're so desperate for adult conversation that you spill your guts to the telemarketer that calls and HE hangs up on YOU!

* You buy cereal with marshmallows in it.

* You count the sprinkles on each kid's cupcake to make sure they're equal.

* You have time to shave only one leg at a time.

* You hide in the bathroom to be alone.

* Your kid throws up and you catch it.

* You get up at 5:30 AM and you have no time to eat, sleep, drink or go to the bathroom, and yet... you still managed to gain 10 pounds.

I found this on my babycenter board and there is just so much truth in it that I just had to post it.

Bad Attitude?

Actually, at this point, I'm suprised I scored as high as I did on this. I thought for sure I would've scored lower. Hey, I'm average, maybe I'm not as bad as I thought!

How Your Attitude Ranks

Your Attitude is Better than 30% of the Population If you scored... 80-100: You've got a winner attitude. You're always optimistic and cheery. Your personality will get you far in life. 60-79: You have a good attitude. While a realist, you do see the positive side of most things. People love to be around you. 40 - 59: You have a positive attitude... somtimes. You prefer to see the world through clear glasses, not rose colored ones. 20 - 39: You have an average attitude. You take the good and bad in life as they come. Though sometimes you could use a little more good. 0-19: You have a negative attitude. You tend to see the dark side of every situation. Free ice cream? No thanks, it will just make you fat!

How's Your Attitude?

But Everybody Else Is Doing It!

So I'm going to post a quiz too.

You Are 30 Years Old

30 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Packing and Puking!

Those 2 words pretty much sum up the last couple of days around my house. As some of you may know, my family and I are moving. (In an effort for me to be able to continue to stay home with the kids, we are cutting back on our expences by moving out of our house and into an apartment and taking our children out of private school and into public school. I still have mixed feelings about public school, but at this point we don't really have a choice monitarily. It's just plain too expensive and I do NOT have the patience to homeschool!)

So anyway, I have been working my butt off the last couple of days by cleaning out closets and drawers and getting rid of stuff we no longer need. We cleared out our crawl space in the basement and I'm currently going through all those totes and boxes full of (mostly) toys and throwing a TON of stuff away! I've also been sorting and washing kids clothes and separating them into stuff to take to a second hand store to see if they'll buy any of them and stuff to just skip that step and take them right to good will. Bad news is, they only take 2 boxes of stuff at a time, per person at the second hand store. So, looks like I'll have to take a few trips. Dag, how in the world have these kids accumulated so many clothes? It's sickening I tell ya.

And the toys, oh the toys!! I know I could probably sell a lot of them, but it is so much work and very time consuming (and since we're on a time limit) I'm simply tossing the toys we no longer want to keep. It's amazing how much junk we have.

Now on to the puking part. Yesterday, my oldest daughter woke up not feeling so great and by mid morning, she was puking! Great! I tried to keep her away from the other 2 as much as possible, but nevertheless, my 9 month old son woke up around 6 am throwing up! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Poor little man!
Fortunately, he doesn't act sick except for when he's puking. Then he gets cranky and unhappy for a few minutes. But then he's back to normal until he pukes again. Not fun times! I am still hoping that the rest of us won't get this virus, but, I'm sure it's just wishful thinking.

Do you all know how impossible it is to pack for a move (or do anything for that matter?) when you can't put the baby down for more than 2 minutes at a time? Darn near, I tell you, darn near! If you looked at my house now, you would probably be wondering what I've been doing around here besides making a mess. But I promise you I HAVE been busting my butt as much as I possibly can. Well, time to go change a poopie diaper. Ah, the joys of parenting! :)

Snow"ball" fight anyone?

Ho Hum

Wow! I can't believe it's been almost a week since I last posted. It really doesn't seem like it's been that long. Nothing really going on with me worth blogging about. The baby has been sick and has had me up in the middle of the night for the past couple of nights. As guru blogged about, we went to see Hitch on Saturday. That was our Valentine's date. We don't get to go out very much by ourselves anymore. With three children and no one who can watch all of them at once, we often have to get 2 different sitters. My dad kept the girls for a couple of hours and my grandma kept the baby while we went to dinner and a movie. It was a good time. I found the movie very enjoyable. I love Will Smith movies, and Kevin James is just hilarious (the fact that he looks and acts like my bro, ghraper, makes him even funnier to me). So, the combination was good and made for lots of laughs. I love to laugh, but don't do it often enough. Guess that's the price that comes with a depressing and boring existance. Well, that's it for now. I need to go feed the baby.

Dirty Monitor?

Here you go...Let me know if it helps.

Food Pyramid

I'm Back!

I know I have been slacking in the blog department lately. I really don't have that much to say. There's that whole thing going on with guru, but 2 other people have already mentioned that so I won't be a copycat.

I went out with Sweetiepie this weekend and had a wonderful time. We went to the Mall at Tuttle Crossing and ate at Ruby Tuesday and then walked around the mall a while. We looked in Victoria's secret in their clearance bins but all they had left were smalls and extra smalls. I'm telling you my 7 and (almost) 5 year old daughters have bigger undies than some of those things. I don't know how any adult woman could wear those. They would have to have absolutely NO shape to them whatsoever. To be honest, and this is just me here, I prefer a woman with some curves. I like to see hips that are wider than her waist. To me that signifies being a woman and not a little girl. A typical hourglass shape.

Anyway, sweetiepie and I ransacked her entire house looking for our freshman yearbook to reminisce. Unfortunately we had no luck. I also cannot find mine and we both really wanted to look at it. (We met our freshman year of high school, and she cannot remember the teacher of the class we met in...nor the class itself.) "Well why don't you just look in one of your other yearbooks for the teacher" you may ask. Well, in the school district we attended, Freshmen have their own building apart from the high school, so the other yearbooks would not have what we were looking for. However, I did talk to another friend of ours from high school this evening who says that our freshman yearbook is the only one she can actually find. So it sounds like we have an excuse to all get together now and look through it together. Well, now all we have to do is arrange a time where all three of us are available at the same time....

The Latest Fashion Trend...

Hey Sweetiepie, we should pick ourselves up some of these while we're out shopping Saturday!!
But seriously, I wonder how long it will be before we see our pastor's daughters sporting these on Sunday Mornings? If you know these girls, you'll know I'm not exactly kidding!

Curves and Avon

In case any of you ladies are interested, If you buy $10 worth of certain products from the current Avon campaign you get a free 2 week trial membership to Curves. I'm going to take advantage of it as I have been with my 2 week guest pass to Bally's. I also have a free 1 week trial to Ladies Workout Express. I think I am going to see how many free trials I can get from different places and then decide which one I like the best and join. I need to keep up with my workouts. I didn't get to go to Bally's today. I was headed out the door to go around 5 this afternoon and was reminded by my daughter that we had cheerleading practice tonight. Argh! We have to be at cheerleading at 6:15, so Bally's just wasn't an option for me tonight. (I couldn't go earlier because my sitter wasn't home). O well. There's always tomorrow, right?

Hmm...

I have nothing of substance to blog about today, but I figured I should blog something since I've been slacking lately. I've been feeling really depressed lately and it's very difficult for me to not just binge on every food in sight. Plus, my stomach still growls constantly. What's the deal with that? It's been 3 weeks for goodness sakes! Well, I'm gonna go watch 7th Heaven now, so later.

Disney On Ice

My younger daughter's 5th birthday is in a couple of weeks and she keeps changing her mind as to whether she wants to have a roller skating party or go to see Disney on ice with just mommy, daddy, and big sister. Of course we would still have the traditional family gathering for Sunday lunch for her birthday so she would still get presents. In fact, I'm leaning towards the Disney thing because, frankly, I'm tired of planning kiddy parties. They're such a pain because you never know for sure how many people will come. Most people wait until the last minute to r.s.v.p if they even decide to do so at all. Plus, without the kiddy party, there aren't so many new toys for me to have to step on and/or trip over. I don't want her to be sad later, though, about not having a party with her friends. But we can also go skating any time and Disney on ice is only in town for a few days. Oh decisions, decisions. Life is tough when you're turning 5!

Who's the Cutest?!

My little man got his first "big boy" bath today. Up until now, I had been using the baby bath tub, but he was getting too wiggly and was trying to crawl out of it.

So, here he is.

My 3 Things Questionaire:

3 screen names you have:
1. Loelsh
2. Lo
3. Avalon912

3 things you like about yourself:
1. I gave birth to 3 beautiful babies
2. I have an o.k. singing voice
3. I have straight teeth (thanks to 3 1/2 years of braces!)

3 things you hate/dislike about yourself:
1. I'm a heffer
2. I'm impatient (am I done with this quiz yet?)
3. I'm always hungry

3 parts of your heritage:
1. German
2. Irish
3. Native American

3 things that scare you:
1. Dying young
2. spiders (ew)
3. being alone

3 of your everyday essentials:
1. sleep
2. pumping
3. food

3 things you're wearing right now:
1. White nursing bra (for my b.o.l.t.'s.)
2. Red gym shorts
3. My wedding ring

3 of your favorite bands/artists (at this time):
1. Clay Aiken
2. Kelly Clarkson
(yes, I love my "idols")
3. Casting Crowns

3 of your favorite songs at present:
1. You Are God Alone (Phillips, Craig & Dean)
2. Who Am I (Casting Crowns)
3. Break Away (Kelly Clarkson)

3 new things you want to try in the next 12 months:
1. Lose weight
2. not to conceive a baby
3. tone my muscles

3 things you want in a relationship:
1. Trust
2. True love
3. Respect

2 truths and a lie:(no particular order)
1. I have been to a Buckeye game
2. I played varsity tennis in high school
3. I can't make decisions

3 physical things about a love interest that appeal:
1. great smile (straight teeth)
2. good sense of humor
3. sexy booty

3 things you just can't do:
1. make myself throw up
2. wear a size 2
3. dance

3 of your favorite hobbies:
1. walking
2. shopping
3. reading romance novels

3 things you want to do really badly right now:
1. go to sleep
2. take a long leisurely bath
3. get my back tickled

3 careers you're considering (don't include what you do now):
1. contemporary christian singer
2. ultrasound tech.
3. interior decorator

3 places you want to go on vacation:
1. Disney World
2. Hawaii
3. Niagra Falls
(I've never been to any of these places)

3 things you want to do before you die:
1. be happy
2. be healthy
3. long life (read: Fiddler on the Roof)

3 people who have to take this quiz now:
1. drifter
2. Guru
3. Peekies

On The Go!

That pretty much sums up my life these days. It seems I am hardly ever at my home! For example today: I got up way too friggin' early so that I could drop off my van to have the brakes worked on.

Then my hubby took me to my grandparents' house so I could borrow one of their cars . Then while I was there, I had to feed the baby his breakfast and then gather all the kids back up and cram them all into the back of my grandma's Corsica.

Then I went to my other grandparents' house so they could watch my kids while I went to go work out. (I have a free 2 week guest pass to Bally's!) So, I ate lunch at their house, then I pumped (for the baby) and then went to work out.

When I got back to their house, my grandma and I and the 3 kids went to Walmart to do some grocery shopping.

When we got back from there, I had to pump again (man that takes up a lot of my time!) and heard from my hubby that my van was done. I really didn't expect them to get it done today. I was pleasantly suprised!

Then it was over to my dads house, since I couldn't reach him on the phone, to go take my other grandparents' car back to them and head out to pick up my van from the shop.

Then finally I got to come on home. After putting up the groceries, cleaning up the kitchen, collecting up all the trash in the house and starting a load of laundry, I am getting a chance to blog.

Of course the downside of this is that the baby has been sleeping for quite a while now and I am hoping that he doesn't wake up when I'm trying to go to bed somewhere between midnight and one a.m. With my luck, he'll be wide awake!! At least the girls had a snow day today, that made things a bit easier for me in that I didn't have to make the 4 usual trips to the school.

Ah...isn't mommy life....wonderful?!!

Gonna win a Pontiac SV6

Yeah, baby! I want to win one so bad. You have no idea how bad I want a new car. I am so sick of our pieces of poop cars. I have to take my current minivan in to get brake work done tomorrow. So lucky me gets to borrow my grandparents' chevy corsica. Woo hoo! Every day in February, Regis and Kelly are giving away one of these vans and are even covering the taxes so it really won't cost a thing to win it. How cool would that be?!! I must win one. I simply MUST! Even better, I must win 2!

Virtual Lo

Well, it's a fairly accurate representation of me. Especially the face. Guru thought at first glance that I somehow added a pic of myelf to make it seem more realistic.

Is it Bjork or Kevin?

I just don't know. In keeping with drifter's post(via guru) I found a nice pic of K.J. for ya. Here you go. We need to find a nice swan for ghraper to wear and post another side-by-side. Well, that's my blog du jour. Loelsh out.

Why...

...am I still always hungry? I thought that after a few days of eating less that one should stop feeling so hungry all the time. This has been true for me in the past, but for some reason this time around, my stomach just constantly growls. It's soooo annoying and it's making it really difficult for me to keep up with this "change of lifestyle".

...have I only lost 1 more lb so far this week? I mean, I am still breastfeeding, and I know that you shouldn't lose weight too quickly because you can release toxins into your breastmilk, but this is a bit TOO slow!

...is my little man so cute? I mean, really! He's the cutest boy in the world!

...did I sign up to coach upward cheerleading? I got stuck with the in-between age girls. The younger ones pay attention because they still have a fear for adults other than their parents, and the older ones are old enough to know better. But my girls are just at that age where they just do their own thing and don't pay attention. It's really annoying! And they aren't my kids where I can threaten them (well 1 of the girls is mine, but the other 7 aren't).

Just Call Me Oscar!

I have been super grouchy lately and I think I've figured out the problem. Ever since guru started back to school and I've had to start getting up earlier in the mornings, I have been very crabby! I don't think that it is the amount of sleep I get, so much as the time I get up that determines my grouch level. If I were to fall asleep at 11pm and get up at 7am, I would be more grouchy than if I fell asleep at 1am and woke up at 9am. See what I mean? 8 hours of sleep in both scenerios, but in the latter one, I would be less grouchy. I don't know why that is, but I have found this to be true for me. So I guess until Summertime, when I can sleep in a bit longer, everyone can just expect me to be a beyotch! Good luck, everyone, you'll need it!

Great Deal!

I went to a couple of different stores today looking at their mis-mixed paints. I finally found a gallon of $19 Dutch Boy purple paint, for my daughters' room at their papaw's house, at Meijer. Wanna know how much I paid for it? That's right just $1.00. That's what I'm talkin' about! I need to keep my eyes open and try to get into Lowes and Home Depot right after the weekend and try to get some more good deals on the paint. So, sometime within the next week or two I will be gettin' my paint on!

Ooooo, Ooooo

That's right! A new season of American Idol starts one week from today! I am so excited. I just love that show. Sometimes I get upset with America, however, when they don't vote correctly. For example when Rueben won over Clay! I mean come on! Is America on crack? Clay was and IS clearly the better of the 2! Bring it on Simon Cowell, you rock!

A Fun Game For Ya!

20 questions, baby! Try it out, it's fun. Let me know what you think. I know, guru, you've been there done that! Nothing new to you on the internet!

Billy Blanks

O.k., so I started doing my tae bo workouts again. Not everyday, unfortunately, but trying for at least 3 times a week. What bugs me about these videos is that Billy doesn't exercise both sides evenly. You'll do one side then do the other, but he just makes you keep going on side 2 for a long time. It makes me feel uneven. So I modify it to get an even workout on both sides. Does anyone else doing these workouts do the same thing? Or am I the only one bothered by this?

Funny State Laws

These are real standing laws from around the United States of America...

Alabama: 1. It is illegal for a driver to be blindfolded while operating a vehicle.
2. Putting salt on a railraod track may be punishable by death
Arizona: 1. You may not have more than two dildos in a house
2. There is a possible 25 years in prison for cutting down a cactus
3. Donkeys cannot sleep in bathtubs
4. It is unlawful to refuse a person a glass of water
5. Hunting camels is prohibited
Arkansas: 1. A man can legally beat his wife, but not more than once a month
California: 1. Community leaders passed an ordinance that makes it illegal for anyone to try and stop a child from playfully jumping over puddles of water. 2. No vehicle without a driver may exceed 60 miles per hour
Connecticut: 1. You can be stopped by the police for biking over 65 miles per hour.
2. You are not allowed to walk across a street on your hands. 3. In order for a pickle to officially be considered a pickle, it must bounce
Florida: 1. Women may be fined for falling asleep under a hair dryer, as can the salon owner.
2. A special law prohibits unmarried women from parachuting on Sunday or she shall risk arrest, fine, and/or jailing.
3. If an elephant is left tied to a parking meter, the parking fee has to be paid just as it would for a vehicle.
4. It is illegal to sing in a public place while attired in a swimsuit.
5. Men may not be seen publicly in any kind of strapless gown.
6. It is considered an offense to shower naked
7. Penalty for horse theft is death by hanging
8. You may not fart in a public place after 6 P.M. on Thursdays
9. No one may use a white cane, unless they are blind
10. Having sexual relations with a porcupine is illegal
Idaho: 1. Illegal for a man to give his sweetheart a box of candy weighing less than fifty pounds
2. You may not fish on a camel's or giraffes back
Indiana: 1. Baths may not be taken between the months of October and March
Illinois: 1. It is illegal for anyone to give lighted cigars to dogs, cats, and other domesticated animal kept as pets.
2. You must contact the police before entering the city in an automobile
Iowa: 1. Kisses may last for as much as, but no more than, five minutes.
2. One-armed piano players must perform for free
Kentucky: 1. By law, anyone who has been drinking is "sober" until he or she "cannot hold onto the ground." 2. It is illegal to transport an ice cream cone in your pocket.
Louisiana: 1. It is illegal to rob a bank and then shoot at the bank teller with a water pistol.
2. Biting someone with your natural teeth is "simple assault," while biting someone with your false teeth is "aggravated assault."
Maine: 1. Shotguns are required to be taken to church in the event of a Native American attack
Massachusetts: 1. Mourners at a wake may not eat more than three sandwiches.
2. Snoring is prohibited unless all bedroom windows are closed and securely locked.
3. An old ordinance declares goatees illegal unless you first pay a special license fee for the privilege of wearing one in public.
4. Taxi drivers are prohibited from making love in the front seat of their taxi during their shifts.
5. No gorilla is allowed in the back seat of any car
Minnesota: 1. It is illegal to sleep naked
Nevada: 1. It is illegal to drive a camel on the highway
North Carolina: 1. Elephants may not be used to plow cotton fields
Nebraska: 1. A parent can be arrested if his child cannot hold back a burp during a church service.
New Mexico: 1. Females are strictly forbidden to appear unshaven in public.
New York: 1. A fine of $25 can be levied for flirting. This old law specifically prohibits men from turning around on any city street and looking "at a woman in that way." A second conviction for a crime of this magnitude calls for the violating male to be forced to wear a "pair of horse-blinders" wherever and whenever he goes outside for a stroll.
2. While riding in an elevator, one must talk to no one, and fold his hands while looking toward the door
North Dakota: 1. Beer & pretzels can't be served at the same time in any bar or restaurant.
2. It is illegal to lie down and fall asleep with your shoes on
Ohio: 1. Women are prohibited from wearing patent leather shoes in public.
2. No one may be arrested on Sunday or on the Fourth of July
Oklahoma: 1. Violators can be fined, arrested or jailed for making ugly faces at a dog.
2. Females are forbidden from doing their own hair without being licensed by the state.
3. Dogs must have a permit signed by the mayor in order to congregate in groups of three or more on private property.
4. Tattoos are banned
Pennsylvania: 1. A special cleaning ordinance bans housewives from hiding dirt and dust under a rug in a dwelling. 2. No man may purchase alcohol without written consent from his wife.
2. It it illegal to sleep on top of a refrigerator outdoors
Rhode Island: 1. It is illegal to throw pickle juice at a trolley.
South Carolina: 1. Horses may not be kept in bathtubs
Tennessee: Driving is not to be done while asleep
Texas: 1. A city ordinance states that a person cannot go barefoot without first obtaining a special five-dollar permit. 2. It is illegal to take more than three sips of beer at a time while standing.
2. It is illegal to drive without windshield wipers You don't need a windshield, but you must have the wipers
3. It is illegal for one to shoot a buffalo from the second story of a hotel
4. It is illegal to milk another person's cow
Utah: Birds have the right of way on all highways
Vermont: 1. Lawmakers made it obligatory for everybody to take at least one bath each week -- on Saturday night.
2. Whistling underwater is illegal
Virginia: 1. Children are not to go trick-or-treating on Halloween
2. It is illegal to tickle women
Washington: 1. All lollipops are banned.
2. A law to reduce crime states: "It is mandatory for a motorist with criminal intentions to stop at the city limits and telephone the chief of police as he is entering the town
3. It is illegal to lie down and fall asleep in a cheese factory
West Virginia: Roadkill may be taken home for supper
Wyoming: You may not take a picture of a rabbit during the month of June

Sorry if I repeated any. Does anyone know anymore?

Political Humor

Just a little somethin' for all you Matrix fans out there...and all you Bush lovers (you know what I mean, Drifter!)

A post...Drifter style...

Had our first Upward b-ball game to cheer at this morning. All my girls seemed to still be asleep even though it was 10:30. I kept trying to get them to smile and look "cheerful" but they mostly seemed unamused by my antics....good thing they didn't have to try out...I'd only have 1 or 2 girls on my squad!

Baby man cut his 4th tooth today...They are all on the bottom...none on top. He doesn't want to go to sleep tonight...so I'm holding him while I type and he is being very wiggly and whiney.

Bought a small exercise tramp...oline today at Wally World for $20. It was a beyotch to put together...but hubby and I finally got it figured out. The girls think it's THEIR new toy, as they do my exercise ball I got when I was preggo with the boy to use as a birthing ball. Now to just get myself to use those things on a daily basis.

Ran out of my Zoloft I've been taking and didn't get it refilled cause they didn't seem to be helping...I still feel depressed a lot and am kinda moody (maybe I'm not getting enough sleep? No, never enough sleep!) but over the last few days since I haven't taken them, I've noticed I've become even more moody and angry.

My younger daughter just said (and she's said this before too) that sometimes she dreams about mamaw coming back and she's in a wheelchair...I'm glad she remembers her mamaw and hope she always will....It's coming up on the one year anniversary of her death on the 23rd of this month...I can't believe it's been a year!

Gotta start planning my younger daughter's 5th birthday party...Less than a month away...she wants a skating party like her big sister had on her last birthday...think we'll do that since it makes the planning easier on me...then not too much longer til I need to plan my baby's first birthday party! Where is the time going?

Well that's all for now...dudes and dudettes! Just some of my random thots...didn't think there were so many but I started typing and they just kept cumming to me.

My Flavor

I taste like Bread. I am a staple in almost everyone's diet. Friends like me are a complement to any other friends I get on with almost everyone, remaining mostly in the background, but providing substance when it would otherwise be lacking. What Flavour Are You?

Or if not that, I would be...

Cor blimey, I taste like Tea. I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain. What Flavour Are You?

Grrrrroooowl!

That's the sound my stomach keeps making. I keep eating little, healthy snacks today, but for some reason, my stomach just won't stop growling! Every time it growls, I think of some food that I want really bad. Like tortilla chips and salsa and ranch dressing, or Olive Garden's soup salad and breadsticks, or mushroom and cheese pizza and crazy bread! Ooooooooh, I'm so hungry. This really needs to stop, or I'm never gonna make it!!

My ABC's

Stolen from Trinity...
Anger management...no, not the movie, I need to work on controlling my anger
Baby boy- he takes up about 90% of my time
Celery. I snack on it every day.
Depression-why am I depressed all the time?
EE, she has strep throat
Folding neverending laundry!
Grandparents getting on my nerves.
Hungry, always hungry.
Ice water...can't be room temp. BLAH!
Joan of Arcadia, one of my favorite shows.
Kisses. I can't pick up the baby without kissing him.
Losing weight...but still have a LOOOONG way to go:(
Money-need more of it!
Naps? Nope, Not really.
Outer wear. It's been cold enough to wear a coat all week.
Pumping 3-4 times a day for the baby.
Quit eating everything in sight (since Monday).
Reading a romance novel.
Stressful- my life in a word.
Time-not enough in a day.
Upward Cheerleading. Games start tomorrow!
Van is a piece of crap!
What not to wear is on tonight.
X-rated films- my side job- yeah right!
Yelling at the kids too much.
Zany in my brain.

Brain Fart!

I can't think of anything to blog about, but I didn't want to break my record of blogging every day so far this year. So this is my blog for the day. Maybe tomorrow I will have something worth reading. Then again, do I ever?

Measure Up!

Are all of our weight loss challengers measuring themselves to gage how many total inches they lose? I couldn't find my measuring tape a couple of days ago, so I finally found it and took measurements tonight. I measured my upper arms, bust, waist, hips, thighs and my legs right above my knees. ( I'm not going to go all out and measure my wrists and ankles and whatnot, they're not my problem areas!) Now, I'm not going to list all of my measurements just now. Maybe after the numbers go down a tad, but what I will say, is that I can remember a time when I measured my waist and it was the same number that I just got for my thighs! How sick is that? If that doesn't make ya want to just puke, I don't know what will.

Back to Cheerleading

Well, after a 3 week break from coaching my upward cheerleading squad, I'm back at it again tonight. I am really wishing I had not signed up to do this. But I did and I intend to carry through with my commitment. When I agreed to do this, my hubby had not yet decided to go back to school. So he was going to be home to keep our 2 younger children while our oldest and I went to cheerleading. Well, now that he's in school, he has classes on Tuesday evenings so I now have to drive twice as far as my church (to drop off the 2 younger ones to be babysat) and then back to the church for cheerleading and then back out to get the kids and then back home. That's a lot of driving (about 38 miles all together) and a lot of gasoline. O well, I suppose it's not the end of the world. It's only for a couple of months and then by the time this quarter is over for guru, cheerleading will be over for me.
Go Upward!

Why do I bother?!

Trying to do my own nails that is. I stopped in at Sally's beauty supply store and bought some stuff to balance my own nails. I did the same thing that I was taught how to do last Wednesday when I got my nails done last. They were beginning to look a bit ugly so I thought I'd just fix them myself. Well I totally botched them. I thought they looked like @$$ before....They definately do now! Argh! Why do I do this to myself. I always screw up my nails. Even when I just paint them, I always do. Why is it so hard for me to do my own nails?

Early Day for Lo Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the day that my hubby starts at the Ohio State University. He will be going to classes in the evenings which means he will have to get in to work early now on a daily basis. As it was until now this school year, he was getting up and taking our oldest daughter to school every day on his way to work and our younger daughter to preschool on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings. This meant he would get into work anywhere between 9 and 9:30 in the morning. Well this means I will have to start getting my butt up every morning to take them myself so that he can get to work earlier because he is going to have to leave on M-W-F before 4pm. Some of you may not understand that I NEED my sleep. My hubby seems to believe that I just WANT to sleep, that I should just get up and I'd wake up. Wrongo! I just happen to be a person whose body requires more sleep than some. Now, I don't just lay there and sleep all day, though, that would be nice to do sometime. I usually get to bed somewhere between midnight and 1am on a daily basis. Then the baby wakes up between 6 and 7 hungry. Well, hubby usually hands him to me for me to latch him on to the "boo" and then I go back to sleep with the baby and am up for the day by 8:30-9am. I like my mornings this way. I get up and feed the baby his cereal while I watch Regis and Kelly. Now I have to have my booty up and going in time to get my oldest to school by 8:30 (and her school is 15 miles away). I'll tell you this, I'm gonna be one tired, cranky mofo.

2005 Is Here!

Happy New Year everyone! I hope that this year is a good one. I'm going to TRY to keep my thinking positive this year. I know that things aren't always gonna go the way I want. I know there are going to be things in 2005 that make me sad. But I'm going to try to keep my outlook on things positive. I have a real problem with thinking negatively. I need to be careful not to let one negative thing taint my outlook on everything else. Prevent the downward spiral that occurs in my mind when something goes wrong and then I end up getting majorly depressed. So that is my new year's resolution along with losing weight. My ultimate goal would be to lose about 90 lbs. But I honestly don't see that happening. See there I go again with the negative thinking. How do I change this? I need to stop it! I hate that about myself.

Need Ideas

Ok, so I think I've figured out part of my problem as to why I don't blog enough. (Besides the fact that I can't think of topics to blog about). I always get on the computer and the first thing I do is catch up on my babycenter and blogs. By the time I'm done with that, one of my kids (usually the baby) is needing my attention and I don't have time then to blog. Maybe I should start with blogging and then catch up on other stuff. But then, there's still the problem of coming up with blog topics. Any blog ideas for me? I'd love to hear them. And maybe I can keep my blog updated more.

My World

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Craptastic Christmas

I'm feeling a bit down tonight. I love to open presents, and it seems that each year I have less and less things to open. Of course a lot of my presents came from my parents (which my mom bought) but now that my mom's gone, and dad doesn't shop, we got $ from him. Now don't get me wrong, I'd much rather get $ than a bunch of junk presents that I can't use. I just felt a bit jipped I suppose on the opening of presents this year. I got a nice PartyLite Christmas tree with some magnetic ornaments and tealights from Trin and ghraper. My mom's parents gave me a cute purse with an L on it and a $25 gift card to WalMart. My mother in law gave me a glass bowl thing with 3 floating candles. And my father in law and his girlfriend have me a gift basket from bath and body works. I got nothing from my dad's parents and nothing from my brother in law and his family. My hubby and I also did not exchange gifts this year due to finances, or lack there of. I used to look so forward to Christmas and opening presents. Christmas this year just didn't seem right somehow. It never felt like Christmas for me. And now it's over. O well. Time to move on. I'm hoping that 2005 brings a better year than the one that is ending. The only good thing that came out of 2004 for me is my son!

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Presents

I love wrapping presents. I think I do it quite well, if you ask me. (Especially if the boxes are rectangular). My daughters always want to help me wrap, but I just can't stand a messily wrapped gift. I will occasionally let them put on some tape. I did this the other night and my younger daughter wrinkled every piece of tape she put on. I don't know why this bugs me so much, but it does. She also ripped one of the presents. I was able to repair it with a bit of tape, but I'm not completely satisfied with it. O well. Life goes on. I was at my grandma's house today and wrapped a lot of her presents for her. I had fun. She watched the kiddos while I wrapped because she hates to do it. It was relaxing for me. The girls kept coming and knocking on the bedroom door, where I was, making excuses for why they just HAD to come in. (them: "I have to go to the bathroom" me: "ther's another bathroom out there, use that one" them: "I need to brush my teeth and my toothbrush is in that bathroom" me: "well then, you'll just have to wait"). Yeah, I knew what they were up to. They knew I was wrapping gifts for them and they wanted to try to get a peak. I was a kid once, I know how their mischievous little minds work. I still have a few presents left to wrap at home, a couple that my hubby still needs to buy so I can wrap them, because I really didn't want to have to wrap presents on Christmas eve, but it looks like I will.

One For The Ladies

By the way, this was NOT written by me. I just thought it was hilarious. Enjoy!

The first thing you should know is that hair removal is not my friend. The particular talent of removing unwanted hair has eluded me and,dare I say, become both my identifying trademark and downfall. True story...
All methods have tricked me with their promises of easy, painless removal - the Epilady, the standard razor, the scissors, the Nair, the EpilStop, and now ...The Wax. My night began as any other normal weekday night. I came home from work, fixed dinner for my son and we played for a while. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next couple hours:maybe I should use that wax in my medicine cabinet. I set up my boy with a video and head to the site of my demise, um, I mean bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the clear strips in your hand, peel them apart, press it on your leg (or wherever) and ignore the frantically rising crescendo of string instruments in the background. No muss, no fuss. How hard can this be? I mean, I'm not the girly-est of girls but I'm mechanically inclined so maybe I can figure out how this works. You'd think. So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other, stuck together. I'm supposed to rub it in my hand to warm and soften the wax (I'm guessing). I go one better: I pull out the hair dryer! And heat the SOB to ten thousand degrees. Cold wax, my butt. (Oh, how that phrase will come back to haunt me.) I lay the strip across my thigh. I hold the skin around it and pull. OK, so it wasn't the best feeling in the world, but it wasn't bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am Sheera, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire! With my next wax strip, I move north. After checking on the boy and verifying that he was, in fact, becoming one with Bear and learning all about smells, I sneak into the bathroom for The Ultimate Hair Fighting Championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I then apply the wax strip across the right side on my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching up into the inside of the right butt cheek. Yeah, it was a long strip.) I inhale deeply. I brace myself.
RRRIIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind! Blind from the pain!
Vision returning.
Oh crap. I've managed to pull off half an inch of the strip. Another deep breath. And RIIIP! Everything is swirly and tie-dyed? Do I hear crashing drums? OK, coming back to normal again. I want to see my trophy - my wax covered pelt that caused me so much agony. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold the wax strip like an Olympic gold medalist. But why is there no hair on it? Why is the wax mostly gone? Where could the wax go, if not on the strip? Slowly, I eased my head down, my foot still perched on the toilet. I see hair - the hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I feel. I am touching wax. I look to the ceiling and silently shout "nooooooo!!" And realize I have just begun living my own personal version of "The Tar Baby." I peel my fingers off the softest, most sensitive part of my body that is now covered in cold wax and matted hair, and make the next big mistake - up until this point, you'll remember, I've had my foot on the toilet. I know I need to move, to do something. So I put my foot down on the floor. And then I hear the slamming of the cell door.
Vagina? Sealed shut.
Butt? Sealed shut.
A little voice in my head says "I hope you don't have to crap anytime soon. Your head just might pop off." I penguin walk around the bathroom trying desperately to figure out what I should do next. Hot water! Hot water melts wax! I'll run the hottest water I can stand and get in - the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it away, right? Wrong. I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than is used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment. And I sit.
Now the only thing worse than having your goodies glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of a tub. In scalding hot water. Which, by the way, does not melt the cold wax. So now I'm stuck to the tub.
I call my friend, C, because she once dropped out of beauty school so surely she has some secret knowledge or trick to get wax off skin. It's never good to start a conversation with "So my hoohoo and butt are stuck to the tub." She doesn't have a trick. She does her best to suppress laughter. She wants to know exactly where the wax is on my butt. "Are we talking cheek or hole, here?" she asks. She isn't even trying to hide the giggles now. I give her the run-down of the entire night. She tells me to call the number on the side of the box, but to have a good cover story for where the wax actually is. "You know that if we were working the help line at XX Wax Co. and somebody called with their entire crack sealed shut we'd just put them on hold then record the conversation for everyone we know. You're going to end up on a radio show or the internet if you tell them the truth. "While we go through various solutions, I have resorted to scraping the wax off with a razor. Boy, nothing feels better to the girly goodies than covering them in wax, sticking them to a tub in super hot water and THEN dry shaving the sticky wax off! In the middle of the conversation (which has inexplicably turned to other subjects!) I find the little, beautiful saving grace that is the lotion provided with wax to remove the excess. I rub some in and start screaming "It's working! It's working!" I get hearty congratulations from C and we hang up. I successfully remove all the wax and notice, to my dismay, that the hair is still there. So I shaved the damned stuff off. Hell, I was numb by that point anyway. And then I put the box of wax back in my medicine cabinet. Never know when a moustache might start to come in.
Tonight, I attempt hair dying.

Cleaning!

Well, like I mentioned before, we are having Christmas here this year with guru's side of the family. It will be this Sunday. I left the kids with my grandma today so I could actually do some cleaning. I simply cannot clean with them around. Especially the baby who won't let me go out of his sight let alone put him down without screaming his head off! AARRGGH!! That is soooo frustrating. So I'm taking a break right now after spending the last 2 hours cleaning up the downstairs (and I haven't even mopped or vacuumed yet!) It didn't look like there was THAT big of a mess, but my kids "toy corner" was a mess and I did a thorough job of cleaning it out and throwing some things away and straightening it so it looks presentable. Now I just have to keep them out of it until after Sunday. Good luck with that, Lo. Now I need to clean upstairs which is going to be an even bigger task than downstairs, but I don't have time to do it all before I have to go and pick up my children. I HATE this! I can't stand the mess. I'm going insane. But I can't keep this house clean with my children who refuse to pick up their messes and a baby who won't let me leave him for a second. I've told my girls that they need to put away whatever they get out to play with before they get out any more toys. That way they'll never have a mess to clean up. They fart around and complain so much when I tell them to clean their rooms that I always end up doing it myself and there is always a HUGE mess. I've threatend to throw all their toys away if they can't keep them picked up, but then I always feel bad about throwing things away that were expensive or still good toys. They have way too many. And no matter how many times I tell them not to bring their toys out of their bedrooms, they still do! It makes me so mad. I hate cleaning! I also hate messes! What's a girl to do, I say?

p.s. We're having chicken Sunday! I know how to make it and it tastes good. If anyone has a problem with it, they can bite me!

Picky, Picky, Picky!

We all have at least one person on our Christmas shopping list that is extremely difficult to buy for. For me, it is my grandfather. What do you get for somebody who is so incredibly picky about EVERYTHING?! Not only is he picky, but he already has everything that he needs and/or wants because if he needs and/or wants something, my grandma just buys it for him. So there is NOTHING that he needs. My grandma suggested a shirt. But again with the pickiness factor. It has to be a button down shirt with 2 front pockets that have buttons. Oh, and it has to be made in the USA. He likes to wear hats, but he has 1 hat that he wears all the time and says that other hats don't fit him right. He likes word searches, but he would probably complain about the print being too small. Then my grandma suggested getting him a cd. Well, if he wants a cd during the year, he gets it, so there aren't any out there that he wants and doesn't have. He doesn't even listen to music that often anyway. What do you get someone who has so many stipulations on things. He has certain things that he likes and nothing else is good enough. Right down to the kind of socks he wears. They have to be a certain kind and a certain brand or they don't fit right. Argh! I just want to give him a lump of coal and say "that's what you get for being so fargin' picky!"

What to do about Christmas?

Our Chrismas gathering with guru's side of the family is usually at his dad's house. It's always a bit cramped because his dining room is on the small side and seating sucks (2 big butts have to squeeze onto the piano bench or one big butt and 2 little ones). Now this year, we have another person to add to the table. This one needs a highchair. It's never gonna fit. It also means we'd have to take a highchair with us. My idea is to have the gathering at our house where we can spread out more. Also, there will be no dog or dog hair on the carpet so I can actually let the baby crawl around and not have to hold him the whole time. Now, the problem is this...If the gathering is at my house, I have to do the cooking. I HATE cooking!! But, for the above mentioned reasons, I would be willing to do it. However, I have never cooked a turkey in my life. I have absolutely NO desire to put my hand inside a dead bird and clean out the guts. I would buy a ready to cook bird, but they are very expensive. What should I do? I really want it at our house this year, but how do I get a nice turkey dinner when I can't cook the turkey?

Life Sucks!

So the right rear tire on my minivan went flat over the weekend. It sat in my garage until hubby put on the spare on Sunday (The 5 of us cramed into his Ford Contour the whole weekend). Then today I went in to get it fixed. I went in hoping that there was just a nail or something in it and it could be plugged and patched. $20 and I'm outta there. No such luck. They told me the tire was unsafe to fix and that I would have to buy a new tire. Then my grandma, who came with me, told the guy he should check the other tires too, "just to be safe". To which of course I replied, "I don't have money to replace all my tires, grandma, are you gonna pay for them?" Well, turns out, both of my front tires were unsafe as well and also needed replaced. Great! As if we weren't already wondering how we were going to pay our car payments and buy Christmas presents, I had to shell out $237 on new tires! And that was at the Discount Tire Co. Why do these things always happen to me? Why always at times when I need any extra money I can find? Life is just throwing me many lemons and I don't have the recipe for lemonade!

Free Food Tastes Good!

Last night my hubby and I went out to celebrate my bithday with dinner and a movie. Well, we ended up not even eating dinner. You can read about that here on guru's blog. His story is accurate except that he makes it sound like he had to twist my arm to let him call the manager, when in fact, I just didn't want to stop on the way out of the restaraunt and cause a scene. I figured we could just call and talk to him later (which he did). Well, we went in this afternoon and ate lunch and of course it was free. I don't know if everything tasted so good because there happened to be a good cook there, or if it was because it was on the house. I think a combination of the two. I was able to sit and enjoy my meal and not have to worry about the money we would be shelling out for it. Maybe the bad experience last night was actually a blessing in that way. Then we went to see Ocean's Twelve. A good movie, as was Ocean's Eleven. The only thing I didn't really care for was how there was a lot of jerky camera movement. It was making me dizzy to where I had to close my eyes a few times to keep from getting seasick. I don't remember the first one being quite so bad about that.

Happy Birthday To Me!

Well as all of my loyal readers already know, today is my 25th birthday. It has been a nice one. It started out with my hubby taking the baby with him when he took our oldest daughter to school this morning and letting me sleep. Then he brought me breakfast in bed when he got back along with my present (a gold ring with a heart shaped stone). Then I just hung around the house until late afternoon when I had to go renew my driver's license. Of course the picture sucked donkey kong, but I think most driver's license photos do. Then the family and I went to my grandparents' house for dinner. We had chicken, corn, green beans, mashed potatoes and gravy and rolls. My dad came over and ate with us too. Tomorrow hubby and I will officially go out for my b-day. The girls are going to spend the night with their papaw (my dad) and my grandma will watch the baby and we'll pick him up on our way home. I think we're going to go see Ocean's Twelve. Should be a great movie! I am a bit sad today, however, since this is the first birthday I am celebrating without the person who gave birth to me. I wish she was here to share today with me and that I could hear her tell me "happy birthday". But I can't. Well that's it for now, I'm kinda tired of typing since I had this all typed out and it got lost when I tried to post it and I had to do it all over again. Stupid Blogger!!

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree!

Well, I decided to put up my Christmas tree. I wasn't sure if I would because of the baby crawling around and whatnot, but I was bored Sunday night while my hubby went to Damons with ghraper and drifter to watch the Steelers game. And since Desperate Housewives wasn't on, I thought, what the hay! It's kinda skimpy in the ornament department, but I plan on trying to snag some more when they go on clearance at the end of the season. No real theme, just hodgepodge. Here's a couple of pictures of it if you care to check it out. So to quote Grover...
Near


Far


Oh, and I'm sure you noticed that I have no tree topper. I actually have an angel, but she kept falling over. So I went out and bought a star to put on it but, again, same problem. So I'll be taking that back to the store. I don't know what to put up there, maybe I could steal the idea of putting a Santa hat up there. But I suppose that would be unoriginal and I wouldn't want to step on any toes. So, I know my Charlie Brown tree is kinda lame, but at least I put it up, huh? If all you bloggers feel like it, why don't you all show off your trees too? Maybe I could get some ideas for next year.

Party Time!

Apparently today is the day for kids birthday parties. My oldest has a friend from school who is having a skating party today and my younger daughter has a friend from church who is having his party at Magic Mountain. Of course they both start at 2:00 so my hubby and I will have to each take one. Guru is going to take the oldest to hers and drop her off and I'll take the younger one to hers and stay there with her. The little man will go with his daddy so I don't have to juggle him and watching his sister at the same time. Should be tons-o-fun.