Monday, October 29, 2007
Odd Visitor
Most likely due to the wildfires that have burning here in Southern Cali we have a visitor in the trees on the side of the property. His name is Bob and he is a cat. That's right, we have a bobcat in a tree on the side of the house. Our neighbor came over and told us this evening that his dog warned him of something over there. He got out his gun and spotted the guy sitting up in the branches. Animal control and the sheriff's dept. told him later to just let the guy be and he'll probably get down and leave on his own and most likely he is here because he got smoked out by the fires. As long as he isn't hurting anyone we have no reason to shoot him. But holy crap if I let the kids and dogs out unattended till I know he's gone. I can't get any decent pics just because I am not brave enough to get close enough to snap a good shot. So now just since this weekend we have encountered our first scorpion and now our first bobcat. Yahhhhhhh (that's dripping with sarcasm in case you couldn't tell! lol), I wonder what other creatures we may stumble upon out here at our new home???
Adventures of the Chrysler Town and Country
This weekend was hard work. Saturday was one of those days where we got a hair up our asses and just worked, worked, worked. As I may have stated in previous posts, I got that particular hair up my butt a couple weeks ago when I chopped the hell out of some bushes that were out front of the house. I hated those bushes. They completely blocked the view of the front of the house. So I went to town. I took my hedge clippers (which by the way aren't meant for the kind of trimming I did) and took those 3 bushes down to their roots. I took the trimmings and piled them all next to a tree until I could haul them all off to the back acre.
You can see in this pic, on each side of the kids there is a pile of roots. Those are the bushes that I chopped down.
Well this weekend I decided I was gonna haul this humungous pile of crap. I got out the wheelbarrow and took 2 loads out back to the second acre. Then I got sidetracked and took a little detrour with Crazy Boy out to the 3rd acre and looked at the neighbors donkeys, horses, cows and piggies. Then I got sidetracked again, and ended up picking up a wheelbarrow full of trash. Man these people were pigs. All kinds of scrap metal, old sheets and clothes, bottles, cans, cigarette butts, nails, anything you can think of these assholes left on the land. So after a half hour of walking in circles around the last 2 acres, I came back, unloaded my trash into the bin and went to go get some more debris to take back and unload.
Well while I was gone, Hubs and Girly got the idea to take a rope, tie it to the tree that the debris was piled against, run it under the pile of debris and make a bundle. That way we could just drag the whole thing back there and not have to make multiple trips. WONDERFUL! Less work and all that. Well....it ended up being quite the adventure!! lol
See we don't have a truck with a hitch. We don't have a hitch period. And that pile of brush was HEAVY! So as I am contemplating how the hell we are going to drag this thing Hubs comes up with his great idea. He is going to sit in the back of the van, hold onto the rope, and I will drive very slowly back to the 2nd acre while he drags this brush behind the van. Ok, that's cool, but that bitch is heavy. So picture this.
You got an almost 2 yr. old Baby Boy up in the passenger seat. Crazy Boy is inbetween the back seats on the floor, Girly is in the back back with Hubs, and Hubs is in the back back sitting on his butt, knees bent, a board across his knees that has the debris rope tied around it.
"Now go slow" he says "and take that turn really wide so that this doesn't get caught up on the well and stuff."
Okey dokey, no problem. I put the truck into gear, and start ever so slowly to move the van. After about 10 seconds I hear this humungous groan and "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Shit. I hit the breaks.
"What the hell is wrong?? Are you Ok?"
"Yah, yah, I'm fine. This shit is heavy, it almost pulled me out of the van!" All the while we are both laughing our asses off.
So now he gets a better grip on the rope tied 2x4. See at this point we are only a few feet from where we originally started. lol
"Ok, now go, but real slow!"
Put the van in gear once again. This time, I got a few more feet before I hear the groan and AHHHH shit thing again. Hit the breaks.
"You ok? Cause we can just stop now!" We'll find a different way to do this!"
"No, no, I'm good. Just go real slow! I gotta get a good grip on this thing. Be careful though, it might drag me out!"
Gee that's reassuring! lol
So I put the van in gear all the while hearing "slow, slow, ok, wait back up. Ok, now forward. Left..... no right.....Wait, wait wait."
Holy shit.
"your directions suck!!!"
So after a little bickering back and forth, we move once again.
By this time we finally move a ways and get to the second acre and are going through the chain link fence gate.
"OHHHH SHIT, STOP STOP STOP"
Crash, cursing, bang, bang.
Then laughing.
"Holy shit, that thing got caught up on the gate and almost dragged me right out!!"
By this time I am ready to put the damn van in park, and just call it quits. I am about to keel over!
In the meantime you have Girly back there about having a heartattack and laughing at the same time, Crazy sitting there half watching but mostly content at the fact that he doesn't have to be in his car seat and is in a moving vehicle, and Baby Boy sitting in the front seat, playing with my Sonic tator man.
So after getting readjusted and in his position, I am instructed to put the van back in gear and drive "ever so slowly" AGAIN!
This time we finally make it over to the pile of brush built up in the second acre and Hubs is able to let go of the damn rope. We push it over to the pile of shit, and leave it. We didn't even take the stupid rope off of it. Screw it! That rope was toast anyways. To much damn work! lol
Hub's arms and hands are red and shakey and his legs are about the same.
"That was hard damnitt! But it was really fun!!" he says! LOL
Now this is where it gets even more funny. If you all have ever lived on a farm, or not even a farm but whatever, I bet you remember sitting in the back of a truck or sitting on the tailgate and swinging your feet while someone is driving. Well as kids, me and my siblings used to do that all the time. Driving around the farm, just chillen out. It was great to be able to sit in the back of the truck. No seatbelts, nothing. Anyways, my kid's first experience with that was sitting in the back of our van. lol Hubs, Girly and Crazy sat in the back of the van and dangled their feet as I drove us back up to the first acre. LOL, I so wish I had grabbed the camera. We need a truck. My poor Chrysler van cannot take all this farm work! She's just not made to haul trees and brush, or drive around acres of sandy land!
So after that, I took the baby in for a nap, come out a half hour later to Hubs chopping down these 3 trees out in the front of the house. Not with a chainsaw, but with his axe!!! He was lumberjacking those trees!! lol
See those 3 trees right by the garage. Those are what got axed! lol
It was quite the productive day. Garage got cleaned out, brush got moved, trash got picked up, trees got chopped and kids got to partake in the not so traditional tailgate ride.
Then that night we had a bonfire to relax. Had a few friends over and let the kids roast marshmellows. And these are not your normal sized marshmellows. These are gigantic marshmellows. Hubs found them!
Here is Crazy after eating 1 and a 1/2 of them! lol
Here is Girly with her huge roasted marshmellow
And here is Baby Boy enjoying the bonfire!
You can see in this pic, on each side of the kids there is a pile of roots. Those are the bushes that I chopped down.
Well this weekend I decided I was gonna haul this humungous pile of crap. I got out the wheelbarrow and took 2 loads out back to the second acre. Then I got sidetracked and took a little detrour with Crazy Boy out to the 3rd acre and looked at the neighbors donkeys, horses, cows and piggies. Then I got sidetracked again, and ended up picking up a wheelbarrow full of trash. Man these people were pigs. All kinds of scrap metal, old sheets and clothes, bottles, cans, cigarette butts, nails, anything you can think of these assholes left on the land. So after a half hour of walking in circles around the last 2 acres, I came back, unloaded my trash into the bin and went to go get some more debris to take back and unload.
Well while I was gone, Hubs and Girly got the idea to take a rope, tie it to the tree that the debris was piled against, run it under the pile of debris and make a bundle. That way we could just drag the whole thing back there and not have to make multiple trips. WONDERFUL! Less work and all that. Well....it ended up being quite the adventure!! lol
See we don't have a truck with a hitch. We don't have a hitch period. And that pile of brush was HEAVY! So as I am contemplating how the hell we are going to drag this thing Hubs comes up with his great idea. He is going to sit in the back of the van, hold onto the rope, and I will drive very slowly back to the 2nd acre while he drags this brush behind the van. Ok, that's cool, but that bitch is heavy. So picture this.
You got an almost 2 yr. old Baby Boy up in the passenger seat. Crazy Boy is inbetween the back seats on the floor, Girly is in the back back with Hubs, and Hubs is in the back back sitting on his butt, knees bent, a board across his knees that has the debris rope tied around it.
"Now go slow" he says "and take that turn really wide so that this doesn't get caught up on the well and stuff."
Okey dokey, no problem. I put the truck into gear, and start ever so slowly to move the van. After about 10 seconds I hear this humungous groan and "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Shit. I hit the breaks.
"What the hell is wrong?? Are you Ok?"
"Yah, yah, I'm fine. This shit is heavy, it almost pulled me out of the van!" All the while we are both laughing our asses off.
So now he gets a better grip on the rope tied 2x4. See at this point we are only a few feet from where we originally started. lol
"Ok, now go, but real slow!"
Put the van in gear once again. This time, I got a few more feet before I hear the groan and AHHHH shit thing again. Hit the breaks.
"You ok? Cause we can just stop now!" We'll find a different way to do this!"
"No, no, I'm good. Just go real slow! I gotta get a good grip on this thing. Be careful though, it might drag me out!"
Gee that's reassuring! lol
So I put the van in gear all the while hearing "slow, slow, ok, wait back up. Ok, now forward. Left..... no right.....Wait, wait wait."
Holy shit.
"your directions suck!!!"
So after a little bickering back and forth, we move once again.
By this time we finally move a ways and get to the second acre and are going through the chain link fence gate.
"OHHHH SHIT, STOP STOP STOP"
Crash, cursing, bang, bang.
Then laughing.
"Holy shit, that thing got caught up on the gate and almost dragged me right out!!"
By this time I am ready to put the damn van in park, and just call it quits. I am about to keel over!
In the meantime you have Girly back there about having a heartattack and laughing at the same time, Crazy sitting there half watching but mostly content at the fact that he doesn't have to be in his car seat and is in a moving vehicle, and Baby Boy sitting in the front seat, playing with my Sonic tator man.
So after getting readjusted and in his position, I am instructed to put the van back in gear and drive "ever so slowly" AGAIN!
This time we finally make it over to the pile of brush built up in the second acre and Hubs is able to let go of the damn rope. We push it over to the pile of shit, and leave it. We didn't even take the stupid rope off of it. Screw it! That rope was toast anyways. To much damn work! lol
Hub's arms and hands are red and shakey and his legs are about the same.
"That was hard damnitt! But it was really fun!!" he says! LOL
Now this is where it gets even more funny. If you all have ever lived on a farm, or not even a farm but whatever, I bet you remember sitting in the back of a truck or sitting on the tailgate and swinging your feet while someone is driving. Well as kids, me and my siblings used to do that all the time. Driving around the farm, just chillen out. It was great to be able to sit in the back of the truck. No seatbelts, nothing. Anyways, my kid's first experience with that was sitting in the back of our van. lol Hubs, Girly and Crazy sat in the back of the van and dangled their feet as I drove us back up to the first acre. LOL, I so wish I had grabbed the camera. We need a truck. My poor Chrysler van cannot take all this farm work! She's just not made to haul trees and brush, or drive around acres of sandy land!
So after that, I took the baby in for a nap, come out a half hour later to Hubs chopping down these 3 trees out in the front of the house. Not with a chainsaw, but with his axe!!! He was lumberjacking those trees!! lol
See those 3 trees right by the garage. Those are what got axed! lol
It was quite the productive day. Garage got cleaned out, brush got moved, trash got picked up, trees got chopped and kids got to partake in the not so traditional tailgate ride.
Then that night we had a bonfire to relax. Had a few friends over and let the kids roast marshmellows. And these are not your normal sized marshmellows. These are gigantic marshmellows. Hubs found them!
Here is Crazy after eating 1 and a 1/2 of them! lol
Here is Girly with her huge roasted marshmellow
And here is Baby Boy enjoying the bonfire!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Where to start
Well it feels like I've been doing absolutely nothing around here, but allot has seemed to acquire since i last posted. Hmmmm, where to start.
First I will say that slumber parties suck. Not for the kids mind you, but for the adults. It really makes you feel old when you are the cranky, witchy mom yelling at the girls to shut the hell up at 1 am. When did I become that bitchy mom?? I thought I was cool. lol. I guess I finally understand why my mom was such a bitch when I had friends over. Girly had her belated birthday slumber party. With the move being right around her birthday she wasn't able to have it then so we postponed it till this last weekend. It was her and 3 other girls. All was fine until around 11pm they decided they wanted to do something they call slumber bashing or something to that effect. My friend and I (yes, I called on support since Hubs decided to leave for the weekend) met in the hallway after hearing multiple bangs, booms and screeching. I knock on the door, open it up and ask what the heck is going on. The boys were already sleeping and if they woke them up they would not hear the end of it from me. The girls were all standing there with their sleeping bags over their heads and it was so calmly explained to me that it's a game they play. They put the sleeping bags over their heads and run into each other. Huh?? Yah, that's what I said. Who the hell does that?? 10 yr. old girls I guess. Geesh, we used to play light as a feather, stiff as a board and that kind of stuff, not beat the shit out of each other with your bags over your head kind of crap. Holy Cow.
The wildfires here are not in our area. I must say though, they are everywhere. At least a dozen or so fires burning all at one time. The news is broadcasting live 24/7 for the last 3 days. It's a big deal, I know, but come on, I don't need to see fire 24/7 to know that it's bad. Geesh, I've missed 3 days of my Days of our Lives. lol. I feel bad for the people that have lost everything, but at least it's things and not lives. Things that can be replaced. It all started to make me think of what I would take if I needed to evacuate (should I have time to gather a few things). What possessions do I feel cannot be replaced. Of course after my children and puppies are safely out of harms way, I would have to grab the hope chest my dad built me with all the kid's baby stuff, and memorabilia in it. Then I think the other main thing would be my rings. Not all of them mind you but at least I would slip on my 10 yr. anniversary band and my mother's ring that the kids got me. Those 2 are most important to me (I'd probably be wearing them already so that wouldn't be an issue). And of course our fire safe with all the important documents in it. Oh and Ugly Mugsy. Mugsy is an antique dog cookie jar that was my Grandparent's before they died. All hell broke loose when I got that cookie jar, so he'd be going with me also. All the other things could be replaced. I am sure though that Hub's list of items would be completely different from mine (tools, computer stuff, porn lol just kidding). I am curious to find out what exactly he would take if need be. Hmmm, I'll have to ask. lol
Girly went to her first Halloween party last night. She went as a supermodel. She was suppose to be a "dead supermodel" but we didn't have time to make her "dead" before she had to go. So she just got all dolled up with her makeup and wig and went as a "live" supermodel. lol. Don't ask me where she comes up with these things, but she wants to be a dead supermodel this year. lol.
Crazy is going to be Spiderman this year. This boy is obsessed with Spiderman. He's also has a knack for talking back and whining. This boy spends more time in the corner and in his room then anything else I swear! lol I just get so sick of hearing it that I just send him to his room until I don't feel like yanking my skull apart. Usually a good 10 mins or so. By then I let him out and the whole process starts over again! lol
Baby Boy isn't so Baby anymore. The terd is up on his feet and getting to be a bully. lol. He will hit, pinch and has even attempted to bite. He turns the TV off on his brother and will turn the volume up to full throttle. Then he laughs about it. He gave his brother a black eye a couple weeks back when he threw a bath toy at him in the tub and it hit him square in the eye. Then when Crazy is getting dressed, he will chase him around as soon as he is naked and laugh because Crazy seems to think he's going to pinch his butt or something so he screams and runs away. He runs over the dogs with anything he can find that moves. He's a brat!! lol But he is now sat in the corner and sent to his room also. That has seemed to help. He doesn't like that corner at all. Plus, when he pinches me, I pinch him back. He doesn't like that at all, and it solves that problem. At least for a few days! lol Yah, yah, yah, I know some people wouldn't agree with that, just like the whole spanking deal, but whatever, it works for me and he gets the idea that pinching hurts and he also learns that there are consequences.
OK, yah, this has now become a book, so I will be done with it. Still doing all sorts of work around the house, and yes pics will be soon. I suck, I know. What can I say?? lol
Ta ta ladies and gents!
First I will say that slumber parties suck. Not for the kids mind you, but for the adults. It really makes you feel old when you are the cranky, witchy mom yelling at the girls to shut the hell up at 1 am. When did I become that bitchy mom?? I thought I was cool. lol. I guess I finally understand why my mom was such a bitch when I had friends over. Girly had her belated birthday slumber party. With the move being right around her birthday she wasn't able to have it then so we postponed it till this last weekend. It was her and 3 other girls. All was fine until around 11pm they decided they wanted to do something they call slumber bashing or something to that effect. My friend and I (yes, I called on support since Hubs decided to leave for the weekend) met in the hallway after hearing multiple bangs, booms and screeching. I knock on the door, open it up and ask what the heck is going on. The boys were already sleeping and if they woke them up they would not hear the end of it from me. The girls were all standing there with their sleeping bags over their heads and it was so calmly explained to me that it's a game they play. They put the sleeping bags over their heads and run into each other. Huh?? Yah, that's what I said. Who the hell does that?? 10 yr. old girls I guess. Geesh, we used to play light as a feather, stiff as a board and that kind of stuff, not beat the shit out of each other with your bags over your head kind of crap. Holy Cow.
The wildfires here are not in our area. I must say though, they are everywhere. At least a dozen or so fires burning all at one time. The news is broadcasting live 24/7 for the last 3 days. It's a big deal, I know, but come on, I don't need to see fire 24/7 to know that it's bad. Geesh, I've missed 3 days of my Days of our Lives. lol. I feel bad for the people that have lost everything, but at least it's things and not lives. Things that can be replaced. It all started to make me think of what I would take if I needed to evacuate (should I have time to gather a few things). What possessions do I feel cannot be replaced. Of course after my children and puppies are safely out of harms way, I would have to grab the hope chest my dad built me with all the kid's baby stuff, and memorabilia in it. Then I think the other main thing would be my rings. Not all of them mind you but at least I would slip on my 10 yr. anniversary band and my mother's ring that the kids got me. Those 2 are most important to me (I'd probably be wearing them already so that wouldn't be an issue). And of course our fire safe with all the important documents in it. Oh and Ugly Mugsy. Mugsy is an antique dog cookie jar that was my Grandparent's before they died. All hell broke loose when I got that cookie jar, so he'd be going with me also. All the other things could be replaced. I am sure though that Hub's list of items would be completely different from mine (tools, computer stuff, porn lol just kidding). I am curious to find out what exactly he would take if need be. Hmmm, I'll have to ask. lol
Girly went to her first Halloween party last night. She went as a supermodel. She was suppose to be a "dead supermodel" but we didn't have time to make her "dead" before she had to go. So she just got all dolled up with her makeup and wig and went as a "live" supermodel. lol. Don't ask me where she comes up with these things, but she wants to be a dead supermodel this year. lol.
Crazy is going to be Spiderman this year. This boy is obsessed with Spiderman. He's also has a knack for talking back and whining. This boy spends more time in the corner and in his room then anything else I swear! lol I just get so sick of hearing it that I just send him to his room until I don't feel like yanking my skull apart. Usually a good 10 mins or so. By then I let him out and the whole process starts over again! lol
Baby Boy isn't so Baby anymore. The terd is up on his feet and getting to be a bully. lol. He will hit, pinch and has even attempted to bite. He turns the TV off on his brother and will turn the volume up to full throttle. Then he laughs about it. He gave his brother a black eye a couple weeks back when he threw a bath toy at him in the tub and it hit him square in the eye. Then when Crazy is getting dressed, he will chase him around as soon as he is naked and laugh because Crazy seems to think he's going to pinch his butt or something so he screams and runs away. He runs over the dogs with anything he can find that moves. He's a brat!! lol But he is now sat in the corner and sent to his room also. That has seemed to help. He doesn't like that corner at all. Plus, when he pinches me, I pinch him back. He doesn't like that at all, and it solves that problem. At least for a few days! lol Yah, yah, yah, I know some people wouldn't agree with that, just like the whole spanking deal, but whatever, it works for me and he gets the idea that pinching hurts and he also learns that there are consequences.
OK, yah, this has now become a book, so I will be done with it. Still doing all sorts of work around the house, and yes pics will be soon. I suck, I know. What can I say?? lol
Ta ta ladies and gents!
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Random Things/People I Hate....
Being this is the 2nd day of nothing but wind and crap outside, I have decided to dedicate this post to things I hate. I don't discriminate so therefore, I will be including some people.... lol
1. The wind. Now usually I don't mind the wind. In Michigan, I didn't mind the wind. But here in To Hot Shit Hole Cali, I HATE the wind. Sand everywhere. In my hair, mouth, clothes and yes, in my house. Hate it. Damn wind, go away!
2. Stray dogs. Now I am a dog lover. Those of you who know me know I am a big animal lover. But when you stray dogs wander onto my property, provoke my two dogs, and shit everywhere then I start to hate you.
3. Stray dog owners. You people that insist on not taking care of your animals and let them aimlessly wander onto other people's property!!!! You suck for not taking care of your animals.
4. Litterers. How fricken hard is it to take your trash, and stick it in your pocket, car or up your ass for all I care until you can get to a trash receptacle??? Geesh, it's not that hard!!
5. Random bits of metal, glass, plastic and other crap stuck in the ground that I step on and have to pick up. This goes along with those damn litterers!!
6. Cigarette Butts! This also goes along with you litterers! (I smoke, but I don't litter with my butts!!!)
7. That newscaster guy on the 6 a.m. news. He is soooo annoying I just want to shoot myself in the head when I listen to him.
8. The newscaster lady that sits beside the newscaster guy and laughs at him like he is hysterically funny every time he makes a stupid ass joke!! Pooowwwww, there's another bullet to the head!
9. Poopy diapers that leak through the diaper and into the clothes that the child is wearing and the child continues to walk, run and plop down on his butt until all the poopy has leaked out of the diaper and onto his skin and clothes. Why can't he somehow tell you he has pooed allot??? I don't know, but the smell kind of gives it away. How the heck does he sit in it for so long and not get grossed out??? Geesh, kids amaze me!
10. Those little pricker things that get stuck to my shoes and dogs and then get drug into the house, stuck in my carpet and then I step on them barefooted. Hate them.
11. Loud, obnoxious toys that the boys insist on turning up to full volume while I am on the phone.
12. Time Warner Cable customer service people. Complete idiots.
13. Time Warner Cable man that gives me a time slot of 11 am through 5 pm that they will be arriving. Yah, I don't have a life or anything, but occasionally I do like to leave the house!
14. Avatar the cartoon on Nickelodeon. I'm really starting to hate this show only because Hubs has taken an extreme liking to it, and there are about 10 episodes recorded on the dvr and we HAVE to watch them every night! lol (love ya babe! lol)
Ok, I am sure I could post a million other things, but I probably should go and check on the boys. They are being much to quiet and that usually means something bad is going on!!!
1. The wind. Now usually I don't mind the wind. In Michigan, I didn't mind the wind. But here in To Hot Shit Hole Cali, I HATE the wind. Sand everywhere. In my hair, mouth, clothes and yes, in my house. Hate it. Damn wind, go away!
2. Stray dogs. Now I am a dog lover. Those of you who know me know I am a big animal lover. But when you stray dogs wander onto my property, provoke my two dogs, and shit everywhere then I start to hate you.
3. Stray dog owners. You people that insist on not taking care of your animals and let them aimlessly wander onto other people's property!!!! You suck for not taking care of your animals.
4. Litterers. How fricken hard is it to take your trash, and stick it in your pocket, car or up your ass for all I care until you can get to a trash receptacle??? Geesh, it's not that hard!!
5. Random bits of metal, glass, plastic and other crap stuck in the ground that I step on and have to pick up. This goes along with those damn litterers!!
6. Cigarette Butts! This also goes along with you litterers! (I smoke, but I don't litter with my butts!!!)
7. That newscaster guy on the 6 a.m. news. He is soooo annoying I just want to shoot myself in the head when I listen to him.
8. The newscaster lady that sits beside the newscaster guy and laughs at him like he is hysterically funny every time he makes a stupid ass joke!! Pooowwwww, there's another bullet to the head!
9. Poopy diapers that leak through the diaper and into the clothes that the child is wearing and the child continues to walk, run and plop down on his butt until all the poopy has leaked out of the diaper and onto his skin and clothes. Why can't he somehow tell you he has pooed allot??? I don't know, but the smell kind of gives it away. How the heck does he sit in it for so long and not get grossed out??? Geesh, kids amaze me!
10. Those little pricker things that get stuck to my shoes and dogs and then get drug into the house, stuck in my carpet and then I step on them barefooted. Hate them.
11. Loud, obnoxious toys that the boys insist on turning up to full volume while I am on the phone.
12. Time Warner Cable customer service people. Complete idiots.
13. Time Warner Cable man that gives me a time slot of 11 am through 5 pm that they will be arriving. Yah, I don't have a life or anything, but occasionally I do like to leave the house!
14. Avatar the cartoon on Nickelodeon. I'm really starting to hate this show only because Hubs has taken an extreme liking to it, and there are about 10 episodes recorded on the dvr and we HAVE to watch them every night! lol (love ya babe! lol)
Ok, I am sure I could post a million other things, but I probably should go and check on the boys. They are being much to quiet and that usually means something bad is going on!!!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Busy Bee
Seems like it has been very hectic around here! First off, this weekend we did the yearly pumpkin patch picken thing. It was fun, and the kids had allot of fun picking their pumpkins.
Then we have the beautiful built in curio in the house that I decided to paint. The last pic is what the thing looked like before I got my hands on it. The ugly rusted doorknocker handles have been replaced with lovely simple, silver ones. That alone took me 2 days. With the kids and dogs running around through my paint, and having to stop, go, stop, go with the kiddos, that's why it took me so long.
I was gonna go and take pics of the outside of the house, but today is another wind advisory, and unless I want my teeth enamel wiped clean from all the flying sand, I think I'll wait till another day.
So until then..... tata ladies and gents!
Then we have the beautiful built in curio in the house that I decided to paint. The last pic is what the thing looked like before I got my hands on it. The ugly rusted doorknocker handles have been replaced with lovely simple, silver ones. That alone took me 2 days. With the kids and dogs running around through my paint, and having to stop, go, stop, go with the kiddos, that's why it took me so long.
I was gonna go and take pics of the outside of the house, but today is another wind advisory, and unless I want my teeth enamel wiped clean from all the flying sand, I think I'll wait till another day.
So until then..... tata ladies and gents!
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Wowza
Do you know that it just took me and hour and a half to go and comment on everyone's blogs? Probably not, but now you do, and if this doesn't show how much I love you guys and want to make up for my long absence, well.....then screw ya! lol
Blog Neglect
OK, so I apologize for being a shitty blogger! But the last 2 weeks have been mad crazy around here. Everything is pretty much done on the inside of the house. Painting is done (except for a few things), doors are hung, and rooms are in order. Now the outside, that's a different story. We have done some minor cleanups aka picking up cigarette butts that the asshole before us left (now I am not discriminating against smokers, I am one, but I refuse to use the land as my ashtray. This jerk used the driveway as one big ashtray!), and we have done a little raking to cleanup some debris (weeds, piles of crap), but the major stuff is yet to be done. 3 acres is allot of land to take care of, and I refuse to let it look like shit. So the next few years will be allot of work. There's allot of trash scattered about, so weekends are going to be full of fun filled trash pickup duty.
But anyways.....I haven't gotten to taking pics of the outside yet, but I will, I swear! lol I didn't get any before pics of the house due to the fact that I am an idiot, and didn't charge my camera before I packed the charger! lol So when I went to actually do it, I found my camera to be dead and the box the charger was in was amongst piles and piles of shit. And I didn't bother to try to go through it, cause I am lazy like that. So anyways, without further Ado, I give you some lovely pics of the inside of our new home.
Girly's room with her purple wall!
Our master bedroom with dark blue walls. Hubs finally got his dark room! lol
These were the old doors in the house. As you can see they aren't very attractive.
These are our new doors. Aren't they so much better looking???
This is the color paint we used throughout the house. We call it Wendy's frosty color. The walls were all the same color as the old doors. That ugly brownish white color. So all the walls got a fresh coat of frosty color.
This is a view of the TV living room.
This is the sitting room that is next to the kitchen. I can't wait for Christmas time to decorate the 2 living rooms! lol
This is the little bar that is connected to the kitchen from the sitting room. The kids like to sit up here and eat!
This Hub's Marine Corps wall. In every house we have lived, he has had some sort of area where all his plaques, pics and Marine Corps knickknacks go. The cubes on each side made a perfect area to display all his stuff.
Lastly, this is the boy's room. Boy o Boy, this room gave us hell! I will go into more details later, but lets just say we got a color paint we thought would look good, but it ended up looking like a smurf on crack. The moment you walked in the room you were blinded by the blue. So we primered and re-painted and ended up with this. It looks great now, and despite all the work and problems, it turned out great. The ceiling is still the original blue, but softened with a border of white to look like clouds (Hub's doing!!)
So now that I have FINALLY shown you all my picture vomit, I will be sure to be on more often, and not wait so long to show more pics of the outside. I will be by to visit you all!
But anyways.....I haven't gotten to taking pics of the outside yet, but I will, I swear! lol I didn't get any before pics of the house due to the fact that I am an idiot, and didn't charge my camera before I packed the charger! lol So when I went to actually do it, I found my camera to be dead and the box the charger was in was amongst piles and piles of shit. And I didn't bother to try to go through it, cause I am lazy like that. So anyways, without further Ado, I give you some lovely pics of the inside of our new home.
Girly's room with her purple wall!
Our master bedroom with dark blue walls. Hubs finally got his dark room! lol
These were the old doors in the house. As you can see they aren't very attractive.
These are our new doors. Aren't they so much better looking???
This is the color paint we used throughout the house. We call it Wendy's frosty color. The walls were all the same color as the old doors. That ugly brownish white color. So all the walls got a fresh coat of frosty color.
This is a view of the TV living room.
This is the sitting room that is next to the kitchen. I can't wait for Christmas time to decorate the 2 living rooms! lol
This is the little bar that is connected to the kitchen from the sitting room. The kids like to sit up here and eat!
This Hub's Marine Corps wall. In every house we have lived, he has had some sort of area where all his plaques, pics and Marine Corps knickknacks go. The cubes on each side made a perfect area to display all his stuff.
Lastly, this is the boy's room. Boy o Boy, this room gave us hell! I will go into more details later, but lets just say we got a color paint we thought would look good, but it ended up looking like a smurf on crack. The moment you walked in the room you were blinded by the blue. So we primered and re-painted and ended up with this. It looks great now, and despite all the work and problems, it turned out great. The ceiling is still the original blue, but softened with a border of white to look like clouds (Hub's doing!!)
So now that I have FINALLY shown you all my picture vomit, I will be sure to be on more often, and not wait so long to show more pics of the outside. I will be by to visit you all!
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