FML

So, apparently I like to learn things the hard way... I knew this already, but you did not. Today I am going share an example.



Yesterday morning I read this blog entry from HappyHourSue. It was hilarious. I laughed. Hard.



Last night when the boys were in bed and BG was downstairs watching something on TreeHouse, Hubby decided to attck me, carry me to bed and have his way with me. Yes!

While we were... doing... what we were doing, he suddenly stopped, turned, and "BG back downstairs to watch your cartoons!"

Oh, crap. Me being the sypathetic wife and mother I am, burst into laughter.

Once BG left the room Hubby says to me, "Hands on my feet! I felt hands on my feet! They couldn't have been your hands! Did you hear what she said to me?"

I of course am laughing even harder now and shaking my head, no.

"Daddy why is your bum showing?"

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" This is me, of course.

"I told her I was changing to get ready to go"

By this point I could hardly breathe. Hubby also found the humor in this, thank goodness. And eventually we mangaged to get back to *ahem* whatever it was we were doing before.

Moral of the story people: This is no joke. No, not just a funny story to pass the time. Head our warnings! And tell your Hubbies to close and lock the damn door! :)





Oh, no. I'm not done yet.





This morning I'm getting the kiddies a healthy breakfast of Honey Nut Cheerios (I only make hubby cook breakfast in the mornings on weekends, sometimes), and on the phone with a girlfriend making plans to meet at the grocery store this morning so we can have a quick little visit before she leaves for the weekend, when I see my cell flashing and vibrating. So I let her go, and Hubby has called 3x.

"Were you on the phone?"

"Um, yeah, that's why you couldn't get through"

"Okay, I ran outta gas half way to work"

"What?!"

"So after you get the boys on the bus, I need you to fill up the gas can and bring it out."

"So, you're just gonna sit on the side of the highway for an hour until I can get there?"

"I'm gonna have to."

"Okay...."



After calling my girlfriend to cancel our morning plans (there's no way I'll make it on time now), I rush the boys to the bus stop, throw BG in the van, and grab the gas can, which is only 1/2 full. Now I have to stop at a gas station to fill the thing up. Arg!



Somewhere in there I managed to have a second to check the account so I could leave Hubby money so he doesn't run out of gas on his way home. Hmmm, isn't Thursday pay day?



I guess we don't get groceries today either.



Can I go back to bed now?

Beyonce Rocks My World, & More Randomness

Ahhh, Monday... yuck!

1. Today is the day I clean up every room in the house after the entire family was visiting over the weekend.

HA! ... Or...

2. Today is the day I tidy a few things and think about all the other cleaning I should be doing while I sit here and type.

Yup, definitly the second.

As mentioned above we have a bit of a Beyonce obsession going on the house right now. My 5 year old son has a new favourite song.... Sweet Dreams. Have you heard it? Every time we get in the van or I open up iTunes he asks to hear the 'turn the lights on song' (she says that a few times through out).

I was thinking the other day it may be kinda weird that my son is so into Beyonce... I mean sure he heard the song some how (I had very little to do with it, maybe not, whatever). And then I remembered a very long time ago another one of my children had an bit of an obsession with the self proclaimed Diva (okay, so, maybe I own the CD, this is not a crime).

When my oldest was a very little, sweet baby boy. His Daddy did something very irresponsibe and got his Mommy knocked up again. Bad Daddy!

So while I should have been happily enjoying my first born's first and only 5-14 months. I was sick and exaughsted. Poor baby boy spent a lot of time hanging out on the living room floor playing all by himself while his Mommy folded laundry, ate, did homework and tried not to fall asleep. Did I forget to mention I was in college? Oh, and that summer I worked full-time shift work. Not. Cool. So, anywho, BB spent some time on his own, relatively speaking. And sometimes maybe we watched music videos... I mean, Oh who am I kidding. It's not good TV material for children under 1 (under 14, for that matter, but whatevs). I remember watching him this one time, just playing, or banging on things and squaking, all the sudden he stopped and turned to the TV. He was mesmerized, in a daze. All because of Beyonce.

So, technically maybe Beyonce doesn't rock my world, but my boys sure do seem to have a thing for her.

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And More Random Stuff

Styrofoam. Is the devil. It sits there, lurking inside boxes of electronics and other household items. Waiting for me to forget that it's there, so it can screeeeeech in my unsuspecting ears. Touch it? Ha, yeah right! Eat off of it... ohhhh, it's giving me the shivers just thinking about it. Hasn't everyone heard? Styrofoam is killing the planet. Common people, Mother nature needs you to stop producing this stuff. It's just bad.

Paper. Okay, so this one is a little bit trickier. I may be just about to relveal how weird I really am. I promise I'm not cerifiably crazy, or, at least I've never been certified crazy. ha...ha.. Moving on.

News papers: don't read them, I can't touch them. They feel gross, and they smell, they leave ink on my fingers.

Books: this one is odd because I love, love to read. My hands must be very moisturized to touch them. Some are worse than others.

Toilet paper: use it for what it is supposed to be used for, and that is it! Some people use it to blow their noses(kleenex), remove eye make up(cotton pads), wipe things up(rags/wipes) - must. stop. My gag reflex is kickin in.

Kleenex: blow and throw! I cannot understand how people can use one of these babies and then stuff it some where ie. sleeve, pocket, purse, to save for later use.

Napkins: why? my knife sticks to you and then i have bits of paper in my food, and then I'm supposed to touch you to my face? I think not!

The thing about all paper is that if you get it wet, damp, it gets all... i can't think clearly, just a minute... shreddy, bally, icky, gross - *vomit*

Foil. Why do you hate me so? Staring me down from your new location in your balled up little form. Do you tell Hubby you are afraid of the garbage so he'll feel sorry for you and let your icky little life last just a little longer? I do not know. I DO know however, that I will not be the one to end your life. Oh no. Hubby will return from work, and it will be his responsibility to finish what he started.

Okay, so, maybe I got a little carried away on that last one. Strange but true people, strange but true.

P.S. LB, just because Daddy is very bad doesn't mean we don't love you whole bunches!!

Quickie- Ya I get down like that ;p

Here's a quick rundown of the last 1 1/2ish months.

1. It was my birthday. I am now 27! Yeaaaah... or, oh crap. I'm almost 3.....0. Eeek.

Hubby threw me a very cool surprise party. This year not only did he invite his own friends, but mine as well. He's so awesome :) Much drinking, dancing and game playing ensued. All the while the babies slept peacefully in their beds.

Party on!
OMGoodnes, I match my chair. And yes those are my jammies, it's my party I'll get comfy if I want to.

This totally blows people away. We party and watch movies with the surround blairing, because Hubby is deaf, and our children are never the wiser. If there is one thing I have to be thankful for as parent (aside from the obvious health stuff), it's that my kids are rock awesome sleepers!

Oh! And I got, not one, but two Betty Boop cakes. Hubby thinks when I curl my hair I resemble her, a little. And apparently he's enjoying my chubby faze? I dunno :)

Mmmmmm, homemade DMomma cake and DQ. I guess he figured he'd cover all the bases.

Also, as an OMGoodnessGonnaBe30SoonAHImGettingTooOld gift to myself, I got my nose pierced. It didn't hurt, that much. And it looks pretty cute on me. Except, of course, this is me we are talking about. So a few weeks later I got an enormous zit right below it. Now it looks like my nose ring has a growth, that will not go away!

... anywho

2. BabyGirl is movin on up. From Mom's 'n Tots to Kindergym. *Sigh* She's growin up sooo much.

This is the conversation we now have about 50x a day:

BG: "Wanna see how BIG I am?"

Me: "Of course!"

BG: squatting, trails finger from toes to top of head while standing. "See! I'm almost as tall as you Momma!"

Me: "Wow! You are!"

Repeat

She is a self proclaimed Big Girl. Just don't ask her to pee on the potty before nap time. " I don't have any pee in there Momma!"

3. It was Halloween a few days ago now. The boys had a blast. Half the time they forgot to even say "Trick or treat" But people threw the candy in their bags anyway. BG on the otherhand was miserable for the majority of the ToT-ing. I think the whole concept really freaks her out. We're wandering around the neighbourhood, dressed funny, after dark, with all sorts of creepy looking strangers, knocking on random doors and asking for candy. Best holiday ever!

The boys were Mario & Luigi and BG was a Halloween 'Fairy' because it isn't socially acceptable for me to wear a tutu and Docs anymore :(

Halloween was once my favourite holiday. Now that I am too fat to dress up like a skanky witch, devil, angle, ploice officer, fire fighter, butterfly, or whatever and have a few too many pops it doesn't hold the same luster it once did. However, next year Hubby and I are dressing up, even if it's just to tote the kiddies around the neighbourhood.

Another thing I am thankful for, I do not own a scale. Those mini chocolate bars are too small to contain any form of calories anyway. Right?

4. I am sick. Again. This is the 3rd cold I have had since the 3rd week of school. Hmmmm, maybe this will be the last of them. I can only hope. My participation in my regular activities is beginning to lack, big time! And hanging around the house feeling shitty all the time really sucks!

5. The 'rents are coming for a visit... tonight. All of the Halloween paraphernalia is hanging out in the spare room on the futon. I guess I have some work to do...

Been on the recieving end of a life butt kickin'

Life has been kickin my butt for a little while now.

School started again, and with it came skating, hockey, ball hockey, gymnastics, coffee break, family night, PTA, everyday errands, and trying to squeeze in a social life. Yikes! I've also hald the cold from hell for the last two weeks, and now it's circulating through every other family member in the household. Boooo.

Speaking of a social life, I have a date night tonight. Yah!! Thankfully hubby's stayin home with the little ones. Hehe. Hurrah! For girl's night with a bestie, dessert, drinks and black n' white movies!

Okay, well, probably not that many drinks :)

I love old movies. The women looked so glamorous, and the men were handsome. Somethin' about a man in a tux, yummy. It'll be sooooo nice to get outta the house tonight. Then I get to play hostess on Wednesday night. The boys are playin' poker.

Cheers! To a fun week, and more blogging ;p

Summer Blue's

So, it's been awhile.

Two vacations in one month left me exaughsted. And now I've got the blues.... My sister and her husband have left me! Okay not just me. They also left their other family members and friends around here. :*( This is me pouting.

Oh, I forgot to tell you where they went!




That's right! They left to go to that beautiful place where the rest of my family is living! That place I would shamelessly begg and plead to go to (if I thought it would do any good), I may do other more inappropriate things... Hubby? Waddya think? :( grrr


I certainly don't want to give off the wrong impression. Hubby is not a big meanie. He's a got a really good job. He works real hard so I can stay home with the lil ones. Us going up to that special place isn't forbidden, it just isn't the right time for us right now (even though it seems like the right time for everyone else!) Okay, that's it! I'm done pouting.


Something I discovered this summer: Fan Fiction. Apparently it's been around for awhile. I'm sooo outta the loop. Not gonna go into great detail, but it's absorbed quite a bit of my extracurricular time. So far my fanfics of choice are strictly Twilight related, but who knows what else is out there. I do love to read!


That is all for today. Just thought I'd sneak in a quickie. Now I must return to my wifely/motherly duties. Happy Monday ya'll!

Brain Vacation

This is where I left my brain:

Or maybe it was at Joe's, on the patio with the girls & drinks. Wich would look something like:

Ya, that's the one. The view was gorgeous too (that's right ladies! ... it was right behind you. j/k, you know you're gorgeous). I somehow managed to forget about taking pictures of that beautiful view. I did somehow find this important to document:

Yes, that's right ppls. A piece of tortilla chip on my flip flop. I guess that's what the patio does to you :)

Looking at some of the pictures from our trip I was thinkin maybe Hubby and I should get a really good camera and do some photography on the side... After the tortilla chip, I'm thinkin no.

I'm really missin my family, the drinks, the fun, all the pretty places, the drinks...

(Most Fishiest, Du-du-du-du-du, What-evs, Um Excuse ME, Re-dick, Big Daddy Fish, Sunked Daddy)

I know we'll be back there soon. My parents live there now, in that wonderful place. That is another blog topic entirely.

Fortunately, my sister is coming home this weekend so I can ask her to bring my brain back with her.

Another neat shot by Hubby. ♥ U Hunny. When can we move here? Pretty please :)

A few randoms about me

A few random things about me...

Names. I love them. They're funny, interesting, some are so unique.

I started my baby name list when I was around 10 (i know, right... ridic!). Even though this list grew and changed subtsantially throughout the years, I had a blast hunting for baby names while I was pregnant. I really like finding out the meanings and where they originate. If I was a little more courageous I would have given my kids some craaaaaZy names.

A little funny about me and names.... I may never remember yours. If we met 16 years ago, I probably remember I met you once. And if I could only remember your name I would totally smile, wave, and say "Hey, how's it goin?" Unfortunately, unless I use it on a daily basis, this is not the case, feel free to reintroduce yourself :).

You'd think for a girl who loved names I'd remember them more easily.

Driving. I am the kind of driver who, in rush hour traffic, will go all the way around the block to avoid having to make an incrediby annoying left hand turn. You know, the streetlights with no advanced green or rediculously set up parking lots. I know, it's totally lame, but this is me :) This isn't even a big city, yikes!

Beep!Beep!

I do know how to make a left hand turn in traffic, I'm just lazy like that.

Coffee. I. Must. Have it! An absolute necessity to my morning routine. I don't do mornings well, and this helps soooooo much :) Also enjoyable while chatting with besties.

...and while were on beverages

Wine. If I had money, I would have my own winery. Then I could enjoy a glass... anytime :) Ahhhhhh, that would be awesome. My wine buddy would never leave ♥

Vodka. A party must. It mixes well with just about anything. I have been know to do shots of lime vodka when there's nothing else left to drink. baaahaaahaa!

I do have a few others, but then this will become like the alcohol diaries or something... that would have been a clever blog name. Oh well...

Procrastination. If I could create a job out of this one, I would be a billionaire (I wouldn't be doin' too bad if I was paid everytime I had a coffee, or a drink either. hehe). In fact, as I am writing this, I'm supposed to be packing for a family vacation. We leave tomorrow. As of right now I have bug spray, sunscreen, swim bag, and LIFE checked off the list(all of the most important things). We are a family of five... ohhh my. Somehow I always manage to pull it together. Wish me luck... or ambition?

I think that's a good start. Ha! This is fun. I will probably post more of these. Later!

Adventures in Soccerland

I never thought I'd be one of those moms. Driving my van full of munchkins to sit for hours and watch little ones do their best (or not so best in some cases) to chase down a ball, turn it around and trip over their teammates, in an attempt to run back the other way and score, hopefully not in their own net. Hey, when your running and staring at the ground, it's easy for things to get turned around. Ahhhh, the soccer field.

Not that there is anything wrong with being a soccer/hockey/gymnast mom. I love hanging out and cheering them on. It's just totally out of my element. Being athletically challenged as a child I didn't play many sports, or watch them. Hubby, however, could only be more in his element if he was the one actually playing the sports.

This year Big Brother is 6 and Little Brother is 5. BB plays Friday nights, LB plays Saturday mornings, and Hubby coaches(both teams). So basically we spend the majority of our weekends baking in the sun on a giant treeless field. Seriously, 10 soccer feilds, not one tiny tree. BG and I hang out on the sidelines, cheering on the boys and waving at Daddy across the feild. Sometimes we rock and sing lulabys and nursery rhymes.... if we rock and sing long enough we often forget we're not in our own private bubble.

crazy face game

Last week I managed to lose BG (who, btw, is not this guy. Hey Happyhoursue! Sorry, I couldn't help it. I somehow read Bathtub Gangsta back to myself, instead of Baby Girl. Anyhow,....). A friend and I were chatting, while watching the game. Checking on the kiddies every few minutes. When BG and TG(TrickyGirl) went missing.

Now, these two have been besties since birth. They're like sister's, but they're not related. They love eachother, play awesome, but if someone gets mad, take cover, it's not going to be pretty. - is there a rule about how many commas one can place in a single sentence? just curious :) Needless to say, they get in a little trouble every once in awhile.

We checked all the other groups of children near us, in the grass around the field (these girls are so tiny, if they lie in the grass it's hard to see them). Can anyone guess where we found the two 3 year olds? Anyone?

YA! That's right, playing in the porta potty. Ewwwwwww!!! I couldn't even search through the pictures without gagging just a little. BG is facinated with this thing. Every time we go the field she suddenly has to go. These things have to be one of the grossest inventions ever!

So we brougt them back, and cleaned them up(they were fine, we just wanted to sterilize them in case of germs we couldn't see), and kept them very close for the rest of the game. How do you keep a 3 year old entertained at a soccer field for 2 hours? ...Any ideas?

.... p.s. this week at the soccer field I had a tiny real life Twilight experience. You know the cafeteria scene, with the apple? hmmmm...., my hubby, with a soccerball... ahhhh. He may not have a six pack or want to drain out all my blood, but I love him longgg time ;)

OMT

Oh My Twitter!

So I've been holding out, for awhile. I already have 4 email accounts(don't ask), messenger, facebook, and now am blogging. I do not need something else to have to check or update while online. Who needs one-liner updates on the lameness of my moment-to-moment existance anyhow?

Ugh, no one.

However, Peter Facinelli has this dare/contest thing going on with his buddy, so what could it hurt?

NO! I will not become the newest Twitterer? Tweeter?! (I have no idea)

So that lasted about 20 minutes. Until I was finished updating myself on all the latest Twi-related news.

Now I am officially Tweeting? Twiting? Arg!

My little sister sends me a f.b. message this afternoon proclaiming her new found lameness. 'I suck at life', the title reads. She wanted to let me know she joined Twitter, and I had to join too, so I could help Peter win his bet.

HAHA Little sister! I got you beat! Apparently, I suck at life more...

Feeling A Little Old Today

Do you ever feel old? Older than you are, I mean.

My Sweet Baby Girl turned 3 on Monday. Three! She is sooo not a baby anymore. She bosses around her older brothers, manipulates like crazy (or attempts to anyhow. I do remember how the game is played, it wasn't that long ago), frequently requests her nails be painted and her lip gloss be touched up(I know, I've created a monster)! She's not really that bad, but if I paint my nails or re-apply my lip gloss in front of her, I'll have to share. Which really is fine by me. It's nice to have someone to share girly time with.

Before BG (baby girl) was born I was starting to think I might go crazy with all the blue sports paraphernalia that began collecting throughout the house. I always wanted boys ( I grew up with two sisters, I've had enough drama to last me a lifetime) but after two, I was ready for some flowery pink stuff to start accumulating. I was having a harder time that I thought I would relating to the boys. Things just happened to work out perfectly. Our third and final baby was a girl!

Wow! Do I know how to off on a tangent or what?

So back to the feeling-older-than-I-really-am thing...

I guess having three kids at 26 makes me feel old sometimes(I know I'm not really old, at all). I have friends a few years older than me, no kids... sometimes life looks like so much fun for them. They have careers, travel, do whatever they want when they want. I was having babies while trying to get through college. Yes, I know, all of these babies are because of choices I made. I never really wanted to grow up to become a ...? Teacher? Nurse? Scientist? Astronaut? PB Bunny(hehe j/k, i figured while I was being rediculous...)? Anywho..., all I ever wanted to be was a momma. I think sometimes I just feel a little lost in all this laundry. I guess it's the whole 'grass is greener' thing. I really have everything I ever wanted.

In another 20 years my kids will be out of the house (they better be!), and I'll still be able to party. Woohoo! So I guess I'll be a little older, but feel a little younger. And I'll be able to reminisce(HAHA!) when visiting my friends who waited a little longer to start their families.

Now, back to that laundry.

I promise this will NOT become a Twilight Blog

I know there are people on both sides of the fence on this one... and maybe some on the fence. I stand on the side with all the crazy Twilighters.

I really had no idea what I was getting myself into. I had herd of Twilight when all the hype began about the movie, and I had no intention of seeing it or reading the saga. I LOVE vampires, always have. Went through a weird phase as a teenager when I wished I could actually become one ( and thats as far as we're gonna go with that train of thought. Ugh, high school). I could tell by all of the media hype I'd seen that these vampires were different, and I wasn't sure I liked that.

Then came that fateful evening in the video store. No more Slumdog Millionaire, no more Marley and Me, ... what are we going to watch? I called my sister:

"... they have Twilight?"

"Okay, sure."

Needless to say, we were left wanting more of this forbidden, passionate love story. As an avid reader I feel that the books are always better than the movies. So I ordered them and two days later I was reading.

Thank goodness my mom had the kids that week. I didn't do any of the things I was planning on getting done. No kids for an entire week! The things I could accomplish! ... enter Twilight.

My poor hubby... from the time I woke up in the morning until the time my sweet husband was waking for work the next morning, I was reading. And then when I finished I read them again.

I don't know how all of the fans from the beining waited for the next book, and then the next, ... and now the movies. November seems like an eternity away!

After reading the series twice in a row and watching the move a dozen times in a two week period. I needed to find new ways to get my fix. The internet is a wonderfully dangerous place. I found Kaleb, The TwilightGuy, hilarious, smart and very talented. I also came acoss a couple other bloggers, Twilight Widowers Anonymous (very clever, this guy is funny!). For the last week it seems like everyone is at a standstill! I NEED new Twilight related information to distract me! It seems like the Twilight Lexicon is the only place to get new information. Of course they cover all things Twilight (thank goodness!).

So now they've released the New Moon trailer! Ahhhh! Finally! Every time I look at the computer I'm trying to negotiate a way to sit and watch it, just one more time. How am I going to make it 'till November?!

I'm sick, so sick. Is there a 12 Step program for Twilight addicts? Not that I'll use it, just curious.

Newbie

So I'm new. Obviously. I'm not really sure what i'm doing... What am I doing? I'm not famous, I don't do anything particularly facinating. I just had this sudden urge to blog.

So here I am... blogging. Attempting to blog.

I've had a week long discussion with myself and my journal (yes, my journal. Just like this... except no one else reads it.... hey, maybe no one will read this either. Oh well). I finally decided to just go ahead and give it a try. So, I create my google account and I'm signing in... "Name my blog. Aw crap. Of course i have to name it... How am I going to write a blog if I can't even name a blog?" Then I had to go have another conversation with my journal about whether or not this was a good idea.

Worried yet?

I am... There are some things I know, and I just know them. I don't have to think about them at all. Then there are most other things...
I drive my husband crazy. When I give the "I don't care" or "It doesn't matter" response, then he does his best and I'm going, "What did you do that for?" or "I don't like that". My sisters have the same disease. And it drives those around us insaine!
Anyhow, a lot of the time I have difficulty making decisions. I am incredibly:
in⋅de⋅ci⋅sive 
–adjective
1. characterized by indecision, as persons; irresolute; undecided.

I figured since I have never had a blog before I could be 'the newbie', but that one's already taken, and I could be a little more original than that. So, The Indecisive Newbie is born!

Keeping in character, I really have no idea what I'm going to blog about. Just life in general type stuff I suppose... maybe someday things will get more specific. Until then....