We're Goin for the Cup Baby!!!!

We are hoping with all the gear in place, we will give our Wings the strength they need to pull this win out their ass!! See, our kids are following in the loyal Wings fan footsteps. I guess they aren't always as retarded as we think!

Not because Sissy Beth Tagged me...

This tag is from Alro. Because he's cool and Sissy Beth isn't!!!

10 Interesting or Strange things about myself....

Hmmm... Do I really want to get into this??

~ Like Sissy plays with her ears, I sniff my hand. (Not the palm, the back. Don't ask, it runs in the family. And if you make any sick comments I will beat the shit out of you!! lol)

~ I am a clean freak. Before I can sit down and enjoy a TV show after the kids go to bed, I have to have everything picked up and clean.

~ I have 3 kids, but I still want a few more. Not sure how many more, but we aren't done yet!

~ I too, like Sissy, have a chap stick/lip gloss obsession.

~ I have 6 tattoos and 5 piercings. No, I am not done! lol

~ I love to smell my dogs feet. They smell like Fritos.

~ I have a Partylite obsession.

~ I love to read those cheesy, romance/sex books that you see Fabio on the front of.

~ I have allot of dreams about dead relatives and I believe they are trying to talk to me.

~ Last but not least. My dream vehicle has always been a humongous Dodge Ram Truck. I have always wanted a huge truck that I have to jump up to get into. The bigger, the better!

There you have it. 10 interesting things about me. Now, I am not going to tag anyone because, well...I don't want to!! lol

I did it!

I have succumbed to the pressure and turned to the dark side. That's right. I turned on the AC. I hate myself for doing it, but now it is a cool 80 degrees in here. What can ya do? And these things here, well they have become my children's constant companions for the last week. The shit is running rampid through our house.
And these two lovely children... well, they are just two sickly, adorable little boys. The little shits are about to have hoses permenantly installed in their noses that lead to the outside. I am so sick of boogars!!!

I Feel like the Wicked Witch

No, I don't feel really ugly , have a big wart on my face, or grouchey and out to get anyones dog. I feel like the Witch when she says "I'mmmmm Meeellltttinnggg!" It is FRICKEN HOT HERE! I refuse to turn on the air. It's only April. I really hate living in To Hot Shit Hole, California!

Thank You

A big thank you to all of you who gave me some advice on my questions. Hopefully this person will get a clue soon! lol

Oh and American Idol??? I am so relieved that Jordin did not get kicked off. I was about to shit my pants when they said Chris was safe.....Whew!

And now, I leave you with these lovely, and inspiring words that are said to me 10 million times a day...

"Momma, Momma, I made yellow! Tweet now pwease" (Translation: I peed in the pot, I want my damn treat now!)

What to do?

Has anyone ever had a friend that just wont shut up? Someone that is constantly bitching about things, and it is ALWAYS someone else's fault? Someone who thinks their child is an angel, but in reality the little shit is the anti-Christ? Someone who blames everything their child does on the school and the other kids in the school? Someone who considers their husband their hero, but somehow doesn't see that he treats her like crap on the sidewalk?

What the hell do you say to these people when all you hear all day is their bitching, moaning and complaining? Do you tell them that their kid is f*cked up and needs to be on meds? Do you tell them that their parenting style sucks and they let the kid get away with murder, and that is why he acts up? Do you tell them that their husband is a piece of sh*t and doesn't pay any attention to the kid and that may also be why he acts out? Do you tell them that no, every husband does not make their wife a daily list of chores to do, and no, not every husband tells their wife that they are fat and wont let them have another baby till they lose 30 lbs.?

What do you tell someone when you consider them a good friend, but their line of thinking is completely and utterly off?? What do you do when you are so sick of hearing it that you don't even want to talk to them anymore?


Update:

I guess my biggest question is do I say something to this person, or do I just keep my mouth shut and listen?
Honestly, I find myself distancing myself only because I am tired of hearing it, but I don't want to give the impression that I am not a friend or uncaring. If anyone knows me, they know I am very opinionated, but tend to keep it to myself. This drives me nuts. I once heard something somewhere that stated if you are quiet and keep everything to yourself you are depriving yourself of your real emotions. You cannot help how others feel. So in others words, I take that as I am suppressing my own feelings and such to avoid hurting others. So by not voicing how I truly feel in situations, it is only hurting me. Hmmmm, I don't know.

Before and After

Baby Boy got his first haircut this weekend. Look at the mop of hair he was sporting.


His haircut experience was short, but eventful. He sat still most of the time. I am thinking it was because he was getting a nice boobage shot the whole time. What man (including Daddy whose lap he was on) wouldn't enjoy that kind of haircut??

Wooohooo, look at that boobie action.

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And there is the end result. Baby Boy looking much more like a little boy then the little girl all the people seem to think he is!

A huge weight has been lifted

I have been stressing for a while. It seems like everytime I sit down to watch television, I just get this overwhelming urge to cry, scream and beat the couch with my fists. For a bit, I thought I might need some help with this deep depression I was experiencing. I was in a rut, and everyone around me wasn't helping. But now, this huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. The sun is shining, and the birds are singing for me once again! I am excited to be able to sit down and watch tv again without the overwhelming anxiety creeping up. I give any and all credit to the Lord. I feel HAPPY, I feel ALIVE!


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(singing ..I can see clearly now Sanjaya is Gone! )










Gosh Damn, Holy Shit, bleepetty, bleep, bleep, bleep. The Mother F'r Menudo Boy is finally gone! Holy Crap, he's is one Ugly Dude! Can anyone please tell me why it took so long to get rid of him? You know what? I don't care, he's gone, and I can go back to being my normal, loving, tv watching gal! Thank you LORD!

I seriously think....

I am about to lose my freakin mind! Holy Shit. No seriously, seriously, I am not kidding, I think if I hear "Momma, I'm hungry" or "Momma, I thirsty" one more time, I will walk out that door, without children in tow, and drive away. Can anyone tell me how much one woman can take?? I need a weekend away. A weekend without children, or shit, I'll take a night. A night without kids. Just Hubs and me and no kids. Ahhh, can you imagine? Ok, I'll just take a couple hours. I'm desperate. I need backup, serious backup. I need family to come out here and save my ass. Ok, enough whining. I am off to finish my mommy duties.

10 Years!

Today is Hubs and My 10 Yr. Anniversary!! It definitely doesn't feel like 10 yrs. have gone by. I love you more now Hon, then I did on this day 10 yrs. ago!!!

Hmmmm....

Ok, so I don't have squat to write about really. I just wanted to write enough so that I couldn't see that big ol woman on the page anymore!!! lol Yikes, I should really remove that, it's giving me nightmares.

Easter weekend was fun. We made a trip down South (still in Cali of course) towards wine country. Yep, Easter morning Hubs, myself and some friends of ours made a trip to some wineries. What a way to spend Easter!! Getting drinks and buying some good ass wine!!! It really is beautiful country though!!! Seeing all the vineyards is a site!!! And at 9 am in the morning, there is nothing better then chugging down some fine wine!!! lol I think we will go back soon, and get ourselves some more!!

The kids made a haul of course. The usual blah blah blah of Easter. Candy, junk, more junk and cavities. I swear if I see anymore Cadbury eggs, or jelly beans I will load up a BB gun with them and shoot myself!!!

Crazy Boy is doing great with potty training. My usual day consists of cleaning, feeding the kids, laundry, making beds, blog time, and "Momma, Momma, gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta peeeeeeeeeeee!!!" Ok, ok, soooo gooo!!!! I then take him to the potty (may I remind you, this is about every 1/2 hour or so), sit him down (he likes to sit) then it's "I tucking it in Momma, shooting the water! OK, done....Shake, shake, shake, I shake it off Momma! All done!" Then we do the damn pee pee dance, say Hooray, and wash hands. Then it's "Momma, I want an egg!!" (he gets a Reese's pieces egg as a treat) Damn it, I should have never resorted to treats for using the pot! This kid knows too that every time he goes he gets a treat. I do believe that's why he goes every 1/2 hour. lol Smart, smart kid! Stupid, stupid mom!!! lol Oh well the money I save on diapers will just go towards buying candy the rest of his life!!

This is why I love Him...

As stated in a previous post (If you don't know which one, just look for that yummy brunette in the red lingerie) Hubs and my 10 Yr. wedding anniversary is next week. I didn't expect much as we are pretty much broke and have no sitters to watch the kids. But since he can't keep anything from me, he told me there would be a package coming soon. I was given strict instructions to put the box away and not touch it. But as soon as he got home from work, he couldn't resist and gave it to me. It is a beautiful 3 diamond necklace that matches the anniversary ring he bought me a few months back. The three stones stand for past, present and future. I had been bugging him for years that on our 10 yr. he should get me a new ring. So when we went home to Michigan a few months ago, he let me pick out the ring and he bought it. Now I have this beautiful new necklace to go with it. Then included was the beautiful note you see below. Hubs is forever surprising me. I love that he thinks of me and tries to surprise me even though he can never keep it to himself. I knew he had to have told someone, and I was right. He told Sissy. lol. I feel bad because all I got him was a sassy chic that claims she is going to rape him. Hmmmm, I'll have to think of something good! I love you Hon (Then, Now and Forever!) Raising a glass...This is to Us Hon, and 10 yrs. of trials, surprises and wonderful times! Together we have gotten through it all and together we will keep it going!

Just for you Alro!!

Ok, because I posted a picture of a hot, sexy guy, I thought it only fitting to give a little eye candy to you men bloggers out there!! This is for you Alro (The Mayhem Tank)!! Oh and everybody, don't forget to stop by Hub's blog (This little lady is my anniversary gift to you Hon!) hehehehehe

Wowza...

Unlike Bossy over there...I tend to have dreams about "real" men, lol, well soapopera men anyways. He's so much better then Spartacus!!

My Anniversary Gift!

Ok Everyone,
My Hubs and I are going to be celebrating 10 long years of marriage coming up pretty quick here. My gift to him is to send all you guys over to his blog (which he sucks at keeping up to date) and have you rag on him!!! Love you Hon!! Hahahaha, snicker,snicker....

His site is...
http://fruitsnutsandberries.blogspot.com/

LOVE IT!

Ok, I am pretty sure that I have found my next tattoo!!! lol If you look over to the left, you will see my future tattoo on that hunky guys back!!

My life

I hope this works....

He's Doing It......

That's right ladies and gents, my son is now officially using the jon! That's right, yesterday we only had the 1 accident (lovely couch incident, luckily my couch doesn't smell like pee after I let it sit out in the sun for 5 hours and steam cleaned it!) and today we have had NONE! That's right, my kid even crapped in the toilet this morning! It's like a miracle. I feel the heavenly gates opening and the light is shining down. Every time he goes I hear the angels singing "Hallelujah, Hallelujah" along with the tinkle tinkle of pee pee hitting that toilet water (and occasionally the floor). Now it is just getting him to stop peeing in his bed during nap time and at night. But I will take what I am getting. Only using 2 diapers a day is sooooo much better then a dozen!!

Day 7 of Potty Training 101

Yes, as you may be able to tell, we are still working with "The Boy" and his potty training. This would be day 7 of no diapers, and lots of cleaning. He is doing OK, he has peed in the pot numerous times, but for some reason he can't get the hang of standing. He likes to sit. Either way, as long as he pees in the crapper, I don't care how he does it. But then, of course, when he sits, he can't get the hang of tucking "it" in. So then of course it sprays all over. My bathroom has been cleaned at least a dozen times, and then of course I have to disinfect it. But hey, at least he's realizing he has to pee in the toilet. That is until this morning. I am in the kitchen cleaning up breakfast and I hear "Mama, I pooooooooppped!" Awe, crap, he shit on the floor again (yes, last night we had a nice chunk of poopy to clean up off the floor). Nope, he just peed on my couch. Damn. So now, I have to clean up my couch, and hope to God it doesn't come out smelling like piss! Damn, how long is this gonna take??? I don't know how much longer I can go without my hair falling out. Or my hands falling off from all the cleaning. Either way, I hope this catches on soon for him so I can put all my carpets back in the bathroom, go back to cleaning the bathroom once a week, and stop doing this rediculous pee pee dance everytime he goes (Yes, I would show you this wonderful new dance craze, but I look like a complete idiot, and I am not going to subject myself to any further torture!) As you can see in the pictures, my couch is torn apart and baking in the sun, and that little cleaning machine has been my savior this week!! And of course, as I am typing, Crazy has gone and peed in the potty!!!! YAHHHHH!!! I had to help him tuck "it" again, but he's grasping the concept of when he feels he has to go, he tells me!!

Day 2 of Potty Training

This is day 2 of potty training. No diapers (except nap time) and lots and lots of carpet cleaning.

Crazy Boy: 1
Momma: 0

Although yesterday Crazy did pee pee in the potty once! So that in itself is a big achievement!!

Not a Damn Thing....

Holy Crap, if this hasn't been the most boring of weeks!. Well not so much as boring, I guess just uneventful. We tried purchasing a house, but holy shit in California, you can't buy more then a shack for under 300,000. And I am not exaggerating!! The kids are driving me bonkers, which is no different from any other time. My daughter has to go to summer school. Hmmm, I dusted, vacuumed, did laundry, and am getting ready to mow the stinkin lawn again. Sounds like loads of fun doesn't it?? Yah, my life is one kick ass party!!

Let the Truth be Told

Come on now guys, we all know this isn't always the case right??

Umm ok.....

I still get a kick out of this picture every time I look at that book. As a kid, I always wondered about it. First, what the hell are they doing with a boat in the bathtub?? Second, why does the man have to be all fat and ugly porno guyish like?? And thirdly, is playing in the tub with a little tugboat what we want to teach our kids about foreplay?? And lastly, why did they find it necessary to have the dudes ass in the mirror reflection???? lol I love this book!! More wonderful pictures to come for all you folks who are just waiting to see more!

Sex Talk

Ok, so this is the extent of my sex talk with Girly!
I went looking last night for a good book to help Girly with learning the birds and the bees. I saw this book and had to get it. This is the book my mom and dad had for us kids when we were growing up! I asked her a bit about it after she read it. She said "Mom, now I know how babies are made. But it's pretty gross!!" lol I couldn't help but laugh!

Happy Birthday Sissy!

Everyone say Happy Birthday to Sissy! She's getting to be an old fart, but that's ok, we still love her!! Here is just a peek back in time Sissy, when we were young, innocent and cute!! (well you were innocent anyways! lol) Hope you enjoy the pics. Happy Birthday Beth, we love you!!

Never Ending Story

Does anyone else ever feel like they do so much crap during the day, but nothing ever seems to get done?? And does anyone else ever feel the urge to take their child and duct tape him to his bed and leave? Not that I would ever think a thought like that. I was just wondering ;)

If It's Not One Thing...

It's another. That's right. After sitting all day wondering when the next asshole is gonna strike, and either break into a house, or steal another vehicle, neither happened. That I know of. But lucky me, I get jumped by a freakin dog. Well not exactly jumped, but that little prick came at me. Let me give you a little background info.

Yesterday afternoon my dogs were going crazy out in the backyard. So I look out the front window, where I can see the side of the house where they were and there was a dog. My natural assumption was that it was our neighbors dog Angel, who is a little white rat looking thing. Well she always craps in my yard so I went out to shoo her away. I walk out the front door, look over and there is a huge white pit bull standing by my gate. OK, now before I say anything else, I have to say that I have/had this unnatural non-fear of dogs. Don't ask me why. I have never been afraid of dogs and have never been afraid of being bitten or chased or anything like that. While others get spooked and run away, I will stand there and have a dual with any damn dog. Whether I have a weapon or not. Hubs says I am stupid and one day I will be bitten, but I always say "lawsuit!" lol But really, it's strange. Anyways, so I go out there and the dog doesn't budge. It stands there by my fence barking. Not just barking, but like the growling, mean barking crap dogs do. So I stomp my foot. Nothing. So I walk out a little further and it starts to back away. Little further..further...further... finally it backs out of my yard and onto the sidewalk where it proceeds to bark. Finally it turned around and walked down the street.

So then last night, I go to take my trash cans down to the curb and I hear my neighbors dog barking. I looked around to make sure nothing was out of order, and that there was nothing fishy going on. Then out of nowhere that f*cken dog comes out from behind their vehicles. Bastard dog scared the shit out of me. Starts barking.

"Shooo, shooo shoooo." Nothing.

Stomp my feet. Nothing.

Asshole starts walking towards me. Crap. OK. Don't' show fear and don't run.

"Shoooo. Shooo. Shoooo. Get."

Bark, bark, bark, growl.

Crap. OK. Back up slowly to my front door where I have a big metal bat.

It follows me.

"Girly hand me the bat!"

"Huh, what bat?"

Shit, I put it back under my bed. OK, no biggie, the dog seems to have gone away anyways.

Proceed to walk slowly back out to my front drive and get my garbage barrel.

Bark, bark bark.

Bitch. That shithead didn't leave. Just went down the sidewalk a bit. OK, just ignore it and if it comes at me I'll scream bloody murder. I Grab my trash can and proceed down the driveway. That son of a bitch walks towards me again. OK, bitch you wanna play this game fine. So I look around me. Nothing but a freakin rose bush and rocks. Grab a rock. Throw it. Really shitty throw and almost hit neighbors car (never claimed to be a good thrower). Not good. OK, grab the cell phone and call my neighbor.

"Uh Todd (fake name of course lol) it's Choppzs, I'm having a bit of a problem. You see, there's this dog out here and it wont go away (insert fake little nervous laugh). Could you come out here with your gun or something and kill it??? He laughs and bit and says "What are you serious? I'll be right out!"

The dog is still standing there barking and growling and not letting me budge. Every time I tried to move that jerk came closer and closer and all I had was my cell phone. Todd's garage opens up, and out he comes.

"I was gonna paintball the asshole, but I couldn't find my barrel. Where is he?" He comes walking out with a huge fricken hammer. That's right. A hammer. He looked at the dog, and also recognized it from earlier that day. He starts yelling at it and it wasn't gonna back down. That dog has some balls. So he launched at it with the hammer. That got him going. But as soon as Todd would turn around to walk back that stupid dog would come walking back. Anyways, to make a long story short, that doggy got a hammer upside the head. Yelping and barking all the way down the street. What a bastard.

So now I don't have just thieves and kidnappers to worry about, but asshole dogs as well. I think I might call the cops today just to see if they can patrol the area, cause the last thing I need on my conscious is some poor child getting mulled because I didn't at least warn someone of this damn dog.

Just some pics

I Hate Stupid People

OK, why is it that as soon as I start to feel like this town isn't so bad, and we live in one of the safest neighborhoods, some stupid ass thug or thugs has to come along and ruin it. Gosh Dammit! I would have to say it started back around Thanksgiving and hasn't let up since. People going around breaking into homes. Now it has gone from homes to stealing or vandalizing any and all cars that are parked outside. What a bunch of F*ckers! Now I have to get off my lazy ass and walk Girly down to the bus stop at the crack of dawn because the dumb ass pieces of shit have started this crap in the mornings. Going around asking for rides and stuff. And I don't need some lowlife piece of garbage getting their nasty hands on my kid!

So, now that it is 5:30 in the morning, I am dragging ass, and just waiting till the last moment to have to wake the boys. Granted, I am actually dressed, and my hair is combed, and I look like I am awake, but holy crap, I'M NOT! Baby Boy is not letting me sleep. Up all hours of the night, and if I don't nurse him, he wont sleep. But I am putting my foot down. So when I put my foot down, that also means I don't sleep. He screamed for 2 straight hours. That's right. Damn that kid has got a set of lungs. But come on. He's over a year, and wont sleep unless nursed?? Nut uh, I don't think so. Suck it up kid, Mama's titties aren't an all night tap at some bar! So, what did I do you ask? Did I give in? No! Well Yes, sort of. I went in there when he first got up (around 1 am) nursed him, changed him, and put him back down. Then he got back up around 1:30, so I just went him, made sure he had his pacifier and left. That really pissed him off. So that routine lasted about every 1/2 hour till around 4. Finally at 4, I went in, got him out, and rocked with him till he fell asleep lol. So needless to say, I got a good 4 hours of sleep.

This sucks, and for the record, you punk ass bitches that are out robbing people and stuff, YOU SUCK TOO!

Wonderful Night Out!

Saturday was a great day! Hubs surprised me with a night out without the kids. He arranged the sitter, he arranged the dinner, and he also arranged the little teddy bear, chocolates and card that were hidden behind the car seat for me to find! Come now, can you say "AWWWWWW"?? lol It was so sweet. He wanted to give me a belated Valentines Day since he worked all week and we didn't have time or energy to do it on the 14th. We went to eat at a wonderful restaurant called Claimjumpers. If you have ever been there you would know that the food is kick ass and the drinks are even better. I got quite tipsy just off of two drinks (give me a break, I am still nursing, so I haven't had a drink in a long while!! lol). I had a Hawaiian Martini, and a Banana Foster Martini. Yummy!! It was a great evening out without the kids that was long overdue. We don't know many people here yet, and I am way to untrusting to leave the kids with just anyone. It's been almost a year since we have gone out without the kids! That's bad!! lol We definitely need to do it more often!! I got to get dressed up, and be swooned by my sweetie!! lol Sometimes when you don't get out allot, and are with the kids day in and day out, it's so great to feel appreciated, and hear how much you are loved! I Love you Babe, Thank you for the great evening. I know I don't say it enough either, but you are so wonderful, and work so hard. Sometimes I forget just how good I have it!!

Oh and no sex talk yet!! I am procrastinating! lol I am wondering if I should get a book, or if I should just wing it! Tomorrow I tell ya, it's gonna happen. I have to get some balls and talk to my 9 yr. old about the birds and the bees. Come on, how scary can it be?? lol Yikes!

Doing the Bullet Thing...

Only because I am lazy, here goes nothing....

• Finally got my new dishes. That's right, I have been searching all over this stupid town for the new Square Corelle dishes. I finally found them in the town a ways from here. I love them. Beautiful. I haven't had new dishes since we got married 10 years ago, and I thought it was about time.

• I have cleaned so much puke in the last couple days I am ready to hang up the towel. Don't quite know if it's the flu that's been hanging around, or if it's the teeth. Either way, the carpet cleaner hasn't been used this much since we got it!!

• Valentines Day was uneventful! Enough said.

• The weather has been beautiful. Sunny and in the 70's. I could do for some rain and clouds, but this is just fine to open the windows and air out the house. Maybe that'll help rid us of this flu shit.

• Crazy Boy is driving me crazy. He is now telling me to kiss his butt! lol

• Having "The Talk" this weekend with Girly. That's right. Hell has frozen over, and pigs have begun to fly. I can't believe I already have to have this talk. She's been asking lots of questions and is probably hearing things at school. I figure I'd better tell her the correct facts before she hears something that is vulgar and disgusting. Geesh, I think I'll go and puke now!! lol

• Same shit, different day!

My Baby is so Smart!

That's right, my Baby Boy is sooo smart. No, I am not being one of those retard mothers, who has the world's dumbest kid, and still boasts about how they are so smart and blah blah blah. What I am saying is true. Baby Boy is now telling us to change his diaper. That's right! He doesn't say it of course. He signs it. Yes, we started baby sign language with Crazy, and have kept it going with Baby Boy. He now knows the signs for milk, all done, more, and change my diaper. Granted, he isn't so smart in the crawling department, but damn my kid can tell me he shit his pants! Now if he could just change his own crappy diaper that would make me the world's luckiest mother! Now Crazy on the other hand, well, he doesn't have to tell me he crapped his pants. He's talented like that. He can let off the world's worst stench, and that is how he tells me he needs his pants changed. Either the stench or the relentless groaning that comes from behind my couch twice a day. Either way, he's letting me know to get prepared. Now that my dears...is talent...and brains!

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Not a damn thing going on here. We are all sick. Hubs has some sort of flu, Crazy and I have some sort of cold, and Baby Boy is teething. Fun times I tell ya.

I look at my sister's site and wish we were there. Damn this state! lol Why can't we at least get some rain or overcast skies or something? But soon enough it will be in the hundreds and I will be bitching and moaning some more. Be prepared!

I wish I could shove a sock or rag or something in Crazy's mouth. Would that be grounds for jail?? Cause I can't stand the damn whining anymore!! It's getting to the point where I just want to shoot myself. Point blank in the head. Die a quick and painless death. But with my luck, I would miss and have to be taken to the hospital and acquire thousands and thousands of medical bills. And in the process, I would probably still have to listen to Crazy's whining. So...maybe I'll just have to put up with it. That, or shove him in a closet somewhere. Or give him to someone. You think if I put a sign on him that said "Free to Good Home" and stuck him outside.... Just a thought!

I saw this on Jamie's site and thought I would go take a look. It's worth a shot ahh??
http://www.5minutesformom.com/902/i-love-contests/

I LOVE jewelry and thought this might be my chance to get some more! lol

Baby Boy's Birthday Party

Yesterday we had Baby Boy's birthday party. As you can see
from the photo below...we really know how to throw one kick ass
birthday party for our kids.

Baby Boy is 1!!

Baby Boy turned 1 today. We had a little party for him and will have his big party this weekend. He got his own cupcake to dig into and boy he did just that. It was great!

Please excuse the backward timeline of pics. I am still trying to figure out this stupid new beta blog crap, along with Picasa. Stupid blogger anyways!

Baby Boy and all his gifts!

I feel like Wacking someone!!

You know when you hear something and it just makes you so pissed off you wanna smack someone? Well I heard something the other day that did just that. Get this.... Some stupid broad in California is trying to pass a bill that bans spanking. Yes, bans spanking. If caught, or turned in or whatever, it could result in a fine, or even jail time. Whats next? Are they going to ban the "time outs" or "groundings" due to the fact that it could emotionally scar a child?? Come on people. I in no way promote child abuse. I think people who beat children are sick and should be clubbed themselves. But I have no problem in wacking my children when they need to put in line once in a while. I have and always will feel that spanking has it's place. If my 2 yr. old runs out in the street, I am not going to stand there and be like "Now honey, that car there could have hit you, and you would get seriously hurt, so please don't ever do that again." That's crap. My 2 yr. old is not going to understand that shit. But when I give him a good swat on the ass, I know for sure he'll remember not to run out there again. I was spanked occasionally as a kid, and I turned out fine. Well as fine as I could be (I will admit, I am a little strange, but I think that may have been all those drugs!! lol j/k). I feel there is a HUGE line between beating your child and using a good swat every once in a while. Not all spankings are child abuse, and not all spankings lead to emotional and physical scarring. Anyways, you can read a little bit about it here http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20070119/lf_afp/uspoliticschildren_070119202053
Please let me know what you all think!
Now I must go and spank my children before it could get me thrown in jail or fined!! lol
Oh and by the way, Baby Boy is turning 1 tomorrow! My little baby is growing up way to fast. I will be sure to post some pics!

Holy Crap

I swear if I have to clean up one more pile of dog puke, I am going to shoot someone in the head! And it isn't going to be myself, Hubs or any of the kids! But... if someone, aka Crazy Boy, doesn't start shitting in the pot, I may just have to duct tape him to it till he does.

I am so sick of puke, shit and bills. I know, I know, bills has nothing to do with shit and puke, but I had to add it in there!

I need serious mental help....

I am now Rosie O'Donnell's lover. That's right. In my dream last night, I was Rosie's new soul mate. Holy Shit. What the hell is that all about? We were living at some resort type place with a couple kids (who I am assuming are Rosie's kids) and she is just all over me. I could totally see myself in the dream, and I didn't look a damn thing like I really do. She was all possessive and stuff, and I was thinking that it was really odd, and I felt sort of uncomfortable. At one point in the dream, she must not have been able to find me, so she got herself up onto a stage, and got a microphone and was shouting "I have lost my wife, has anyone seen her? Choppzs, if you can hear me, please come and join me up here. I miss you!" Of course she used my real name. I remember feeling extremely embarrassed, but ended up going up to the stage. Once I got there, Rosie was hanging out with a big group of children, making crafts. And the parents did not seem happy. At one point, she even kissed me. I don't mean like a little muah, muah kiss, I mean like a holy shit, I want in your pants type kiss. What the hell is this all about? But it gets a little weirder. The Rosie dream kind of morphed into a completely different type dream. I was in an ER where George Clooney (Dr. Ross) and Noah Wyle (Dr. Carter) were there. Also that Carol nurse lady was there. But I must have been some slutty chic or something because I kept trying to flirt with Dr. Ross while he was picking out groceries. Yes he was getting groceries in the ER. lol. But then he took off, and Dr. Carter was sleeping in one of the gernies. I woke him up (by means I will not go into lol) and we started making out. If anyone watches ER, or knows who Noah Wyle is, holy shit, I was getting LUUUUCCCKKY! But then he began to tell me that he had to get ready for his shift and scrub up. But that he would get back to me later after his shift. Then he walked off leaving me starring at that Nurse Carol lady and that was it.

Holy Cow, I was a lesbian and a slut all in one dream. But damn, I was one lucky slut to be getting it on with Dr. Carter. What the hell was this dream all about?? I am still baffled. Does it mean that I was a lesbian in a former life? Or a closet Rosie stalker? Or a prostitute? or a slutty girl that worked in an ER? Or could it mean that me and Noah Wyle are meant to be soul mates?? I'll take that one. Someone please fill me in on what you think this dream meant.

Oh....Noah...Call me!!!

Hillarious

Ok, so we always have problems with telemarketers calling Girly Girl's cell phone. Last night was not the exception. Around 8 pm her phone rang. Hubs picks it up. The next thing I hear is "NO, NO, NO, You're DUUUMMMBBB" in this moaning, groaning, type voice. I was thinking "What the hell?". My first thought was that it was my sister calling Girly and Hubs was messing with her. But then it kept going and going and going. "NO, NO, NO, You're DUUUMBB!" I walked over to him and he was trying to contain his laughter. I was asking who it was and figured by now if it was my sister he would have started talking normally. So I asked him if it was a telemarketer. He shook his head yes. The ritual of No's and You're Dumb's went on for almost twenty minutes along with a few high pitched squeals and screams from Hubs. I couldn't believe this guy would put up with Hub's obnoxious behavior for so long. We were laughing our asses off. So finally I got the phone. I asked the man why he was calling this number when it belonged to a mentally challenged person. ( Now the rest of this story contains the word retard many times, so if this is going to offend you, please don't read on. I didn't do this to offend anyone or make fun of challenged people, it was just all in good fun to mess with this guy who was relentless in selling us something.) He said he was not wanting to talk to the phone owner, but to the owner of the house. I told him this phone belonged to a retard named Timmy and that is who he was speaking with earlier, and that he should not be calling his phone. He kept saying he did not want to talk to the phone owner, but the home owner. I told him I owned the home. That I was running a business at this number. I told him this was a house full of retards and I take care of them. He finally started laughing. He said "Do you just take care of the one?" and I said "No, I take care of four of them!" By then I couldn't stop laughing and the telemarketer was too. He asked me "Is it difficult to take care of retards?" That got me rolling. I still couldn't believe that this guy was still on the phone with us for a half hour. I told him yes it was hard to take care of these retards and with him calling one of their phones did not make it easier. He finally said "ok mam, you have a Happy New Year then!" By this time Hubs was moaning and stuff in the background and I was calling him Timmy. I was saying "No Timmy, this man didn't mean to scare you, he's your friend. He says Happy New Year!" and Hubs is still moaning and groaning. "Yes, Timmy, he's your friend, he didn't mean to scare you!" So then the man was about to hang up and I was like 'Wait, wait, Timmy wants to talk to you again!" So then I handed Hubs back the phone and he started moaning and stuff again. I then started yelling, "No, No Timmy, don't do that! It's ok Timmy, No No No, Bad Timmy, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Then Hubs hung up. He couldn't take it anymore, he was laughing so hard. I would have preferred to stay on the phone a bit longer, but it was to late. That was the most fun we have had in a long time. It was great. After that, Hubs finally told me why he started the whole "NO You're DUUMMMBB" thing. He has this CD by a group called Psychostick. And on it there is a part that is a telemarketer calling a guy and he just keeps repeating no and you're dumb to her. So that's where the idea came from. He said in the beginning of the call the telemarketer was asking him all kinds of stuff like what's your first and last name and your bank account number and he would just keep repeating "No" and "you're dumb." The guy asked Hubs what his last name was and Hubs just moaned "NOOOO" and the guy was like "So is that spelled N, O?" LOL to funny. I hope we get another telemarketer that calls soon.