Less talk of the bad economy, more babies with big eyes.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Picky Eaters
One of my favorite blogs posted this and I wanted to share it with you because it was pretty darn clever and so funny...
(Especially for us mommies that slave over the stove cooking a well balanced meal for our family)
(Especially for us mommies that slave over the stove cooking a well balanced meal for our family)
Dear Miscreant Children,
Somewhere between some time ago and today, you’ve decided to boycott everything I make for dinner. It doesn’t matter what I prepare, it’s revolting. And I’m a good cook! I understand I shouldn’t complain since you both (especially Mikey) have been fantastic eaters for most of your life. But, frankly, no one has ever smacked my ass and called me “mature.” Therefore, I feel somewhat entitled to bitch, whine, and moan. And so I shall. I will also take the time to dispense some advice.
- When I make chicken noodle soup from scratch, do not complain that it doesn’t taste like “the other one.” I know you all like Chicken Tortilla Soup. I didn’t make Chicken Tortilla Soup. Consequently, shut your pie hole.
- When daddy decides to help me out the next night by making canned Campbell’s Tomato Soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, do not proclaim it’s the best dinner you have ever tasted. I control the check book, and the check book controls Christmas. If you catch my drift.
- Do not change your taste overnight without telling me. This means, if you have liked roasted pork loin, potatoes, and sauteed cabbage until now, do not tell me you now think “it’s really boring and awful” after I have spent 3 hours cooking enough pork loin to last us a month. Guess what? Your cute, tiny, fat free butt is going to be eating pork loin for the better part of a week in many, many different incarnations. Sucks to be you.
- KETCHUP IS A CONDIMENT!
- No, chips and ice cream will not make your stomach ache feel better. Don’t ask, and quit pretending like you are on death’s door.
You’ve been warned. Sit down at the table, eat your dinner, then call me the best cook ever. I don’t ask for much, do I? Just a little appreciation, is all.
I’m still debating how to coerce you into doing my bidding, so I’ll have to get back to you on that one. I’d threaten you with Hamburger Helper, but I think you’d like it, you sick, sick, children.
Signed,
The Management
Look what I found?
....Floating in my photobucket?
Oh lovely black & white wedding photos...how I've missed you.
Young love....
Brown hair,
Dimples &
skull tattoos.
United by our love for each other.
United by our love for Christ.
But oh so different.
On a side note, I really loved my hair. I can actually say that this is one of the first Angi Bane back combs. It was so long or longer than it is now anyway.
Should I grow out my hair again?
Let's take a vote...
Oh lovely black & white wedding photos...how I've missed you.
Young love....
Brown hair,
Dimples &
skull tattoos.
United by our love for each other.
United by our love for Christ.
But oh so different.
On a side note, I really loved my hair. I can actually say that this is one of the first Angi Bane back combs. It was so long or longer than it is now anyway.
Should I grow out my hair again?
Let's take a vote...
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Tagged
16 things you probably never knew about me.
Here goes:
1) I am addicted to lotion. I have to have it on me at all times and if I don't my thoughts are consumed with how to get it. It's sad.
2) I hate the sound of Styrofoam. (Especially coming out of a box) The noise drives me crazy.
3) I am notorious for throwing everything and anything away. My husband thinks I'm crazy...I just don't want to become a pack rat.
4) I hate dirty feet.
5) I buy tons and tons of books but never finish them.
6) I love going to bed listening to Kyle watch TV. I will sneak into bed before he does just so that I can hear it.
7) I have had 3 step mothers, 3 step fathers, 5 steps sisters and 2 step brothers. All past tense, except for one.
8) I am extremely indecisive and very random. If you read the last 6 blogs of mine you can see how truly random I am.
9) My grandma is probably one of the most amazing women I have ever met.
10) I like to write weird words down that I hear people say or that I read. I used to keep a journal of weird words, now I just have them written in odd places in my wallet or on scrap pieces of paper.
11) I have a fear of bad breath.
12) I get nervous around new people.
13) I met my husband when I was 16 years old at market night. He gave me a squash.
14) I always lose my ATM card. I've reported it stolen so many times I can't even count. It's embarrassing.
15) I love to eat oranges with salt.
16) My favorite Chap Stick is called Chicken Poop! (it doesn't actually contain poop but the name is incredibly funny and it smells like oranges and lavender)
Here goes:
1) I am addicted to lotion. I have to have it on me at all times and if I don't my thoughts are consumed with how to get it. It's sad.
2) I hate the sound of Styrofoam. (Especially coming out of a box) The noise drives me crazy.
3) I am notorious for throwing everything and anything away. My husband thinks I'm crazy...I just don't want to become a pack rat.
4) I hate dirty feet.
5) I buy tons and tons of books but never finish them.
6) I love going to bed listening to Kyle watch TV. I will sneak into bed before he does just so that I can hear it.
7) I have had 3 step mothers, 3 step fathers, 5 steps sisters and 2 step brothers. All past tense, except for one.
8) I am extremely indecisive and very random. If you read the last 6 blogs of mine you can see how truly random I am.
9) My grandma is probably one of the most amazing women I have ever met.
10) I like to write weird words down that I hear people say or that I read. I used to keep a journal of weird words, now I just have them written in odd places in my wallet or on scrap pieces of paper.
11) I have a fear of bad breath.
12) I get nervous around new people.
13) I met my husband when I was 16 years old at market night. He gave me a squash.
14) I always lose my ATM card. I've reported it stolen so many times I can't even count. It's embarrassing.
15) I love to eat oranges with salt.
16) My favorite Chap Stick is called Chicken Poop! (it doesn't actually contain poop but the name is incredibly funny and it smells like oranges and lavender)
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
AI
American Idol last night. Good to have you back.
But Ryan Seacrest trying to give a blind guy a Hi-5?! What!
Next time maybe give the blind guy a little warning before you throw your hand in the air.
It was so awkward.
But Ryan Seacrest trying to give a blind guy a Hi-5?! What!
Next time maybe give the blind guy a little warning before you throw your hand in the air.
It was so awkward.
MLK Day
Yesterday my after school ride with my oldest went a little something like this:
"How was your day dude?"
"Great, we learned about Larry King. You know it's his birthday next week?"
"Umm..(desperately trying to rack my brain for some idea as to who Larry King is, because after all I am the parent and have to appear that I know all answers that a 6 year old throws my way)...Larry King???? You mean Martin Luther King?"
"Oh yeah, that's right!"
"Brandon, do you know what Martin Luther King did?"
"Ummm ...yeah mom. He was an man who had a dream...and he wanted to change the world. But he was ass-anated"
Hey mom, what about that lady who had to sit at the back of the bus? She was cool!"
"So cool dude."
He is so smart and so funny.
I am so happy he is my kid.
"How was your day dude?"
"Great, we learned about Larry King. You know it's his birthday next week?"
"Umm..(desperately trying to rack my brain for some idea as to who Larry King is, because after all I am the parent and have to appear that I know all answers that a 6 year old throws my way)...Larry King???? You mean Martin Luther King?"
"Oh yeah, that's right!"
"Brandon, do you know what Martin Luther King did?"
"Ummm ...yeah mom. He was an man who had a dream...and he wanted to change the world. But he was ass-anated"
Hey mom, what about that lady who had to sit at the back of the bus? She was cool!"
"So cool dude."
He is so smart and so funny.
I am so happy he is my kid.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Dinner Dates
We had friends over for dinner last night.
The menu : pasta & chicken.
Although it didn't make Mr. Fisher very happy... you see he's been on Atkins now for 2 weeks and so seeing cheesy pasta with tomato sauce was torture.
It's fun to see your significant other around house guests. How they present themselves, our home and the stories they like to tell.
For my man, the mood is always nostalgic.
He likes to go back in time, show old photos (look how skinny he was? We look like babies!),
go thru all band memorabilia and vinyl.
Let me say that the world of vinyl collectors is a world like no other.
Did you know that they have special terms for the colors of the records, besides the obvious?
You did?
O, not me.
They have a color of a record referred to as "Puke!"
Sick, but I dare say creative.
I like to see him have a good time, smile and laugh.
That brings a smile to my face.
And just because we laughed so hard about this and it was mentioned that I probably would blog about it....I just couldn't resist.
During dinner, our four legged friend decided to poop on the carpet right by the table.
A serious poop that was as looonnngg as it was smelly.
For the next 20 minutes, we watched as chaos ensued on the proper method for removing the poop effectively and still somehow continue to eat our dinner peacefully.
Dinner Date's are always entertaining at our house.
The menu : pasta & chicken.
Although it didn't make Mr. Fisher very happy... you see he's been on Atkins now for 2 weeks and so seeing cheesy pasta with tomato sauce was torture.
It's fun to see your significant other around house guests. How they present themselves, our home and the stories they like to tell.
For my man, the mood is always nostalgic.
He likes to go back in time, show old photos (look how skinny he was? We look like babies!),
go thru all band memorabilia and vinyl.
Let me say that the world of vinyl collectors is a world like no other.
Did you know that they have special terms for the colors of the records, besides the obvious?
You did?
O, not me.
They have a color of a record referred to as "Puke!"
Sick, but I dare say creative.
I like to see him have a good time, smile and laugh.
That brings a smile to my face.
And just because we laughed so hard about this and it was mentioned that I probably would blog about it....I just couldn't resist.
During dinner, our four legged friend decided to poop on the carpet right by the table.
A serious poop that was as looonnngg as it was smelly.
For the next 20 minutes, we watched as chaos ensued on the proper method for removing the poop effectively and still somehow continue to eat our dinner peacefully.
Dinner Date's are always entertaining at our house.
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