Road Trip

Because I am cool, I am going to torture you all with what Bossy likes to call "picture vomit".

Yesterday we took a little road trip. Just for the hell of it. Although fun, I must say I wanted to strangle the children by the end of the night.


This is Hubs and me. Aren't we sweet?







And nobody can ever say that my kids don't contribute to nature. See here, that's Girly and her puddle. Yep, nothing but the best for my kids. If they have to take a leak, by golly, pop a squat!







And this is Crazy's contribution. I know, gross. But hell, when you are potty training your kid, you don't hesitate to pull out the porta potty you carry in your van and let your kid take a dump on the side of the road.








And because I am really cool, I am going to give you all a peep show. This, ladies and gents is my.....



BEAVER! She is soft, furry and loves to be touched!! hehehehehe Hubs loves to play with my beaver!






Holy shit....gas got under 3.00!





And it was HOT!







And we drove this far.....







To get to one of these!!!No, not the lady but....




That's right, Sonic!! Do you know how long it's been since I have had Sonic? Since we lived in Lejeune! Yes, to damn long to go without Sonic!





And here is me enjoying my yummy Cherry Limeade!






And here is my beaver enjoying his tots!

1 Place to Never take Children

If I could give one piece of advice right now to all you bloggers out there it would be...

Never, ever, ever, even if your life depends on it, take your children to a loan office with you to sign new home paperwork.

Holy Crap. Yesterday was a long day.

Hubs and I had to go the loan office to sign a shitload of paperwork for the new home loan we are acquiring.

Needless to say, we had to take the boys.

For the 3 hours we sat in that office it was nothing but screaming, whining, cheerio throwing, sippy cup throwing, "Momma, I have to PEEEEEE" yelling, "Momma, I'm thirsty" yelling, "Momma, I want a ice qweeem cone" yelling, 2 poop accidents, 5 trips to the potty, 1 trip out to the car to get extra diapers, and numerous high pitched screams coming from Baby Boy who evidently didn't think it was fair that Big Brother got to get out of the stroller and he didn't!

Yeah, my advice when doing new home paperwork. Leave the kids at home. Even if you don't have a sitter, strap them into their highchairs and run. No, just kidding. But at least find a sitter. lol

It is sooo windy here. You can't even see the mountains due to the enormous amount of dust and sand blowing around. It does a real number on your car. Let me tell you. And your hair. Does wonders for your teeth though. It's like an all natural teeth cleaning. Although it feels like you have been eating clams for a bit.

Oh and I have come to the conclusion that 3 yr. olds are greatly influenced by older children. So if you are babysitting a pain in the ass, 7 yr. old that talks back, hits people, doesn't listen, and throws frozen pizzas that you are getting ready to put in the oven for lunch onto your freshly vacuumed living room floor, then the 3 yr. old is going to follow suit. Note to self: Don't babysit that 7 yr. old EVER again!

Waiting

No new updates on the house. Waiting for the VA to call to start paperwork. Waiting for inspections and appraisals on the property. Still comparing homeowners insurance prices. Doing allot of shit, but don't seem to be getting anywhere! And yes, stupid me is already shopping for new house stuff. Need to stop that!

10 Things that Suck a Big One...

1. The legalities of buying a home.

2. Money or lack of.

3. Shedding dogs.

4. Not having allot of money. Ooops did I already say that?

5. Teething babies.

6. California.

7. Homeowners insurance rates.

8. Ants. Damn red ant just bit my toe!

9. Laundry.

10. People that try to screw you over because they think you don't know shit about buying a house.

Memorial Weekend

This was a nice, long weekend. Had friends to BBQ, ate a few hot dogs, drank a few glasses of wine,Hubs watched old War movies, and we pulled out the pools. We had a bigger pool for the bigger kids, but after 3 times blowing it up and watching it deflate, I figured it had a leak. And I am much to lazy to go around trying to find a pin size hole to patch. So it got dumped. As you can see though, the kiddies had fun anyways in their baby pools! lol

Today I believe we are making an offer on the house. We went and looked at that other home (the barn house) on 5 acres, but as soon as we walked in, it was a definite NO! lol We feel like the other home may be meant for us. We have allot of things we want to do to it to make it our own. I have come to the realization that it will be allot of work, but it is going to take a long time to get it to what I see it as in my head. That's OK though, it will be ours and we have that option to take our time. No one to tell us how to do it, or when or why. I am still nervous, but anxious to get the process started and do some hard work. I am especially anxious to get out from under Sir Raise our Rent's house, and tell him to stick it where the sun don't shine! lol

Torn, confused, scared, all that good BS

Last night, Hubs and I went to look at a house we'd been interested in. It's a beautiful house, with almost 3 acres of land. It's on a dirt road, out in the middle of nowhere. I absolutely love that aspect of it. I get butterflies in my stomach though, thinking of all the crap you have to do to buy a home. How much money you have to spend, and all the legalities that go along with it. We really like the home itself, the only bad thing is that it is an older manufactured home, so some parts of it you get the "trailer" feeling on the inside. For instance, the walls are panelled. I HATE that. But then it is so open and big and kitchen is so cute, you wouldn't even think that it was a manufactured home. It would definitely get repainted, and new carpeting and of course new window treatments. But then you go outdoors and the acreage just goes on and on. There were quails and jackrabbits everywhere. They have the acres sectioned off right now, but we decided if we do buy it we will take out all the fencing (except the fence that surrounds the whole property) and just make it one open chunk of land. It's beautiful out there. No highways close by, nothing but horse land, and a couple neighbors up the road. This is what I have been wanting for the last 10 years. With growing up on a farm, I have missed living in the middle of nothing. Where I don't have to worry about my kids getting hit by cars, and just letting them go out to play without worry. I love the fact that you smell manure outside, and pine trees. Yes, it has trees. Do you know how long it has been since I have lived somewhere with trees all around?? A long, long time. But it would need allot of work and money. And with me being the way I am, I couldn't let shit go undone. I am so torn. The land itself is worth the money, and this property is very cheap. Any and all advice is much appreciated. Oh and we may also be looking at another property tonight. This one has almost 5 acres of land and the house looks like a barn, but hey we gotta keep our options open ya know?? Who knows! lol

Onto other news, Baby Chubby is finally getting up on his feet. Well he has been for about a month now, but he's getting more and more independent. That's right 16 months and he's still not walking. The others did the same thing though, so I know before to long he will be running around the house. This morning Crazy Chubby was trying to help him get up on the chair with him. I love it when they are nice to each other! It's rare! lol


Oh and today I am another year older! Wouldn't it be a nice gift to find a house?? lol

LOST

Last nights season finale of LOST was great! It was emotional, crazy, and had me throwing my fists in the air shouting "Hell yah, beat the shit out of him Jack!!" lol Although poor Charlie died (which had me tearing up) it was still good to see more of the "Others" offed then our characters! I can't wait to see what's in store for next season!

Pink Chubbies Everywhere

You see the new pics? Aren't they cute? I love pigs. I think they are the cutest little things. Well when they are babies anyways. We call them pink chubbies. That's right. Every time we are driving down the highway, and see a semi full of pigs we say "Look, it's pink chubbies". I don't know or remember how it got started, but that's what they are. Pink Chubbies.

Tonight is the LOST season finale. I am so excited. I can't wait to see who dies and what's in store for next season.

On a sadder note, our neighbor died. She was a very sweet, old lady. It's that damn cancer again. Granted, she was older, but I know she would have had many more years if it wasn't for that damn blasted disease. She was such a sweet lady. She would always ask us how we were and how the kids were when we'd see her out getting her mail. She'd wave and talk idle chit chat when we would be out doing the lawn work. It's sad.

On a much lighter note, the kids may get chicken pox! lol My neighbor came over to inform me that her two kids have it, and to be on the watch for it. Our kids play together all the time, and Crazy and her little girl just played together yesterday. It kind of freaks me out. I mean, I remember having it as a kid, but these days it seems like they have made it out to be something bigger and more serious. Just like with the flu. When I was a kid, you laid there, puked your guts up, drank water and cola syrup for the upset stomach, puked again, fell asleep and the next day you felt better. These days you have to go to the docs for the flu, get some sort of prescription meds and God forbid you don't get the flu shot or you might keel over and die. So in other words, it worries me a bit, I mean about the pox, but like Hubs said, it's better they get it now then when they are adults. So I guess I will be calling on Ma to see how she handled it. If she even remembers! lol

Cryin

Well my Boys in Red didn't win tonight's game. That's right, my damn post jinxed em. It's all my fault. I feel so....so....UGHHH! Words can't express how depressed, saddened, and anguished I feel over this loss. In my opinion the hockey season is officially over. OK enough of that. I'm over it!

Onto other news.....

Yaaaaahhhhh,not a damn thing!

Holy shit, is there any possible way to shove a child back up into your loins???? Because I swear if I hear "Mama" one more time in that whining, nasaly, crying with snot dripping out of the nose way, I will take the kid and put him back where he came from.

Jinx

I will not mention in this post anything related to my men in Red. This is because I have noticed a pattern. When I mention the men in Red in a post before the game, they seem to lose. When I wait to trash talk, they usually win! So there, that's all I have to say about that.

Onto other news.....

*silence*

*wracking brain for any news*

*tapping fingers on desk*

*nothing...shit*

Ok well, that's all I have to say.

Wait..Wait..Wait...

Ahh yes, I forgot to mention we got a new water heater yesterday. Big news huh?? Yah, I thought so. But yes..we did and I don't know why we did. Sir Raise our Rent has decided that he needed it updated. Well that's all fine and good. But I hope he doesn't think that that justifies raising our rent by a 100 bucks.

It's a pattern you see. Whenever Sir Raise our Rent has something done to the house it never fails that we hear some smack talk from the business with whom he hired to do the job. For instance, when he had the roof replaced, the men insisted that he would not stop calling them and they wondered if he does that to us. When he had the tree out front chopped down, he showed up when the men arrived and called them lazy. Needless to say, dirty looks and price raising was in the works. When these poor plumbers come out just to do their jobs, he calls them Stupid. And that was because they got the address wrong and thought they were suppose to go to his house and not his renters house. No big deal really, but I guess they got quite a few phone calls with Sir Raise our Rent ranting in his barely audible Asian accent.

So what do I do with these people whom come only to do their jobs but get nothing but slack from Sir Raise our Rent?? I offer them anything their hearts desire. Food? Water? My first born child?? I firmly believe that even though Sir Raise our Rent is a complete jackass, I will get on the goodside of every small business owner in the area. It's just like when TMO would come and move our stuff. Do you think I ever talked smack? Do you think I ever sat over their shoulders and knit picked about how they were packing?? Hell NO!! I offered food, water and treated them like they were gods. That's the trick. You be nice and offering, they be SUPER DUPER nice to your belongings. And if you are really nice, they will even double and triple wrap your priceless objects that can't be replaced.

I also believe in Karma. Someday, Sir Raise our Rent will be bit in the ass for how he treats these poor men that he hires, and also how he treats his tenants. I firmly believe that!

Look at my new Bling!

Ok, so this week is my birthday. My Sissy sent me this beautiful, pink necklace that I had picked out when she was having her Lia Sophia parties. I absolutely hate posting pictures of myself, but I just had to show it off! Plus it doesn't really go with the lovely teal shirt I am wearing, but that's ok, I am still wearing it.



Man...I look like crap.

Bust

Game 5 didn't go so hot! We are still looking forward to game 6. If it's a loss, it's those damn ducks chance at the cup. I hope we win!

Game 5 this afternoon! Go WINGS!

Warre's Otima

Wow, wine hangovers suck!

Drank only 3 glasses of good port last night and I am not feeling very happy this morning.

Felt fine when I woke up. Ate breakfast, starting cleaning.

Then it hit me.

Of course I have made numerous trips to the latrine, and it wasn't to throw up!

Immodium is calling me.

It's been to long since I have drank. Lets just say Baby Boy didn't get the boobies last night.

He got them today though, lets see how this plays out into tonight.

Will he be a little tipsy??? lol

First Attempt

I tried, nobody can say I didn't! I went to go to my first Weight Watchers meeting tonight. I get there only to find out it had been cancelled. Bastards. I guess I will try again next week.

Looking for a house still. Getting really frustrated. Seems every time we pass up on a house because it's to expensive, we find out someone got it for a really good, dirt cheap price. What the hell? Is it because we are white? I don't mean to be prejudice or anything, but come on, we are mostly surrounded by Mexicans in this area of California, and it seems we are always beat out by someone who is Mexican. We seem to be the minority in this part. It's really starting to piss me off! I am sick of renting, I am sick of our piece of shit landlord, and I am sick of putting money into his pocket every month. Not to mention the asshole just raised our rent by a 100 bucks! It's always something isn't it?

It's game 4 tonight. I am keeping my fingers crossed!

In other news...

Nadda!

Well I guess it is great that the baby slept through the night, but holy shit, he's 16 months, don't ya think he should have been doing that a LONG time ago?? Umm...I do! The other kids started around 6 months, but this one...he's my stinker.

But since he decided to sleep through the night, the other one didn't. Crazy woke up twice in search of his damn nuk. The second time he comes into our room, wakes me up and says "Momma, I can't sweep!" My response. "Crazy, go to bed!" "But Momma, I can't SWEEEEP!" "I don't care! Go to bed!" to which he finally did!

I woke up this morning only to find Crazy hiding behind my couch with a mouth full of dum dum suckers. The little shit climbed up on the counter, and got my jar of lollipops. He must have ate 3 or 4 before I caught him because there were wrappers everywhere, and a couple sticks. What he did with the others, I haven't a clue. I am sure I will find them stuck to something sooner or later.

I Believe I can FLY...

That's right ladies and gents...I believe I can fly because my boys, the Detroit Red Wings won game 3 against those stinky ol Anaheim Ducks! 5 whopping ones to a big fat 0!!! I love my Wings, and do believe if I had the chance, I would kiss every single one of them (even the ones with the missing teeth, bruised faces, fat lips, and just the overall ugly ones!)

GO WINGS!

Besides for that exciting news, not a damn thing happening over here in To Hot Shit Hole. Crazy Boy has pushed me to the edge. His constant whining and talking just doesn't stop. I think to myself everyday how the hell can I shut him up? He's one of those annoying children that will walk right in front of you while you are talking to someone and just yap, yap, yap. I HATE that! So what is my solution for that you ask?? I push him on his ass till he's out of my way. I refuse to respond to him when he does that. He's slowly getting the clue. Hopefully I don't knock something loose in there in the process! lol

I think I am going to start Weight Watchers. I have heard nothing but good things about it, and I am so sick of being disgusted with myself. Ever since I was a kid, I have had a bad self image. I was picked on allot even when I wasn't chubby, and it has taken it's toll on me as an adult. I am so afraid that the way I see myself will start to affect the way my daughter feels about herself. I try my hardest to avoid any and all subjects of weight and crap around her. But I totally believe she picks up on it. So anyways, I believe I am going to start Friday. I guess we'll see how that goes. I REALLY want to be one of those people though, that can go back home and say look at me, and not be afraid to go out in public for fear of old classmates and shit seeing me. That would just be wonderful! Wish me luck guys (and gals lol)!!!

Bullets or Stars...Whatever

* Today was Baby Boy's 15 month shots. Ouch to say the least!

* Crazy is doing very good on the pot, but has this thing where if I don't go in there with him, he just pees in his pants.

* Baby Boy has taken to beating up Crazy.

* Crazy whines and cries all the time because Baby Boy is "hurting my bwain!" (translation, he is hitting him in the head. Usually with a hard object such as his plastic bat, or a remote!)

* Sunday is Mother's Day. Nothing special planned except for spending the weekend with my lovely/crazy offspring and husband.

* Girly is having lots of "friend" problems at school. Girls seem allot more vicious now days then when I was a little girl!! One little girl called her "white trash".

* These said "friend" problems are causing allot of grade problems and we are stumped on how to deal with them!

* Those said problems are also causing her to be the biggest, little witch. She is being snotty, defiant, lying and being extremely mean to her brothers. This is easily solved with a quick, swift kick in the ass. I don't tolerate snottiness or lying!! I can tolerate the eye rolling (I am the queen), but when you lie to my face, you WILL regret it. Daddy also despises liars, so she gets it double time!

* I have come to the realization that playing dead only works for animals and not for Me. I have tried several times to play dead so my kids will leave me alone and it just doesn't seem to work. I even lie there motionless, with my eyes closed and have even went a step further and held my breath. DOES NOT WORK. Only makes me lightheaded. Plus they must think it's more fun to crawl and jump all over dead people because I become their trampoline as soon as I try this.

* I LOVE Starbucks White Chocolate Mochas. I haven't gone a day this week without getting one! lol

* I hate dusting, yet this week I dusted the house from top to bottom.

* I also vacuumed out 2 inch thick layers of sand from my windows (yes sand, not dust! lol)

* Did I mention I despise dusting?? Ok, well I do!!

* Hubs went away for a couple days for work this week. Made me wonder how the hell I did it when he was gone for months on end in the Corps!

* Baby Boy is finally attempting to get on his feet and walk. It's about damn time! lol


* We need diapers and wipes. So off to Walmart I have to go. I hate that store!

* Holy Crap...Crazy just found my beloved Ladybug lighter! I have been looking for this since last weekend! I love ladybugs and even have one tattooed on my hand. So this lighter is my life!! lol Gosh that makes me sound like a real, boring, looser without a life except for her ladybug lighter. Hmmm, scratch all that.

* Oh and Happy Mother's Day to all you Mommas and Mommas to be out there! Have a Great Weekend!

* Oh also....

GO WINGS, IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!! LOL

Wow

I just read this story on MSN, and holy shit if I didn't laugh my ass off! How stupid can people be?


VILNIUS, Lithuania - Climbing into a giraffe's cage at the local zoo seemed a good idea after a few drinks. But the prank went wrong when the 1.3-ton animal flew into a rage and attacked the three student trespassers at a zoo in Lithuania on Monday night.

Ruta Greiciute, a 22-year-old student at Kaunas Technology University, was hospitalized with a broken collar bone and nose after the 9-year-old male giraffe, named Solut, attacked her.

The other students survived the incident unscathed.


"This was a very silly thing they did. The scared giraffe could have stomped her to death," Kaunas Zoo spokeswoman Angele Grebliauskaite said.


The zoo reported that many animals had been disturbed Monday night as students celebrated a festival in a nearby condominium.

Police have launched an investigation to find out how the intoxicated students entered the zoo at night and climbed the 10 foot high fence surrounding the giraffe cage.


So do you think they were like:

"Oh wow, lets go see that giraffe up close. Come on the pen is right here!"

*scales fence and hops into pen. Falls on face. Stumbles onto feet. Walks closer to giraffe*

"Duuuuude, it's huge!"

"Yah Man, I dare you to touch it!"

"Hell No Man, you touch it!"

"No You touch it!"

"Ummmm....Ok."

*walks up to giraffe and reaches out to touch it*

*BAM, CRASH, STOMP, STOMP, STOMP*

"AHHHHHHHHHHH, SHIT GET IT OFF!!"

Other Guy: snicker, snicker, then runs away.



Complete idiots I tell ya!! They deserve everything they got!

Ok Ok

Alrighty, so I am one of those annoying people that can't make up her damn mind! I switched to invited readers this morning, thinking it would make it a little harder for people to find me. Well, it ended up being one big pain in the butt, and I would have to get all ya'll's emails and send you invites. Not that I don't love you all, but shit, I am way to lazy to go and email every damn one of ya's!! lol So once again, I am open to all readers, and I hope you continue to stop on by! Thanks!

~Choppzs

Would Anyone Care for Some SHARK SOUP?

My Boys Won the Series!!!!!

"A 12-pack of your favourite pints says the Sharks will win the series little lady, albeit I really do like the Red Wings."

Ok Ben, We are ready for those drinks! lol ;)

My Crazy Baby Turns 3!

This weekend my Crazy Little Boy turns 3! This little boy is my miracle baby. It took us 3 long years to get pregnant with him. We even went to fertility specialists and went on fertility meds, and still nothing. We decided the meds weren't for us and chose to just go with the flow. Go figure as soon as Daddy gets home from a 6 month deployment, BAM he decides it's time to come along! He was a little shit then, and is still a little shit now! I love you my Crazy Little Boy!!

Hide and Seek

I hope everyone finds my new addy ok. I have been having some problems with people getting ahold of my blog that I really don't like reading it.

*Hmmpphhh, clearing my throat and pointing at Hubs*

I don't have any problem with complete strangers reading my shit, or even some family members, but when I got people from Hub's work getting on here and reading my stuff, I just am not comfortable with that crap! Who knows what kind of high school bullshit they may start at work. It's pitiful when you can't even expect a bunch of 30 yr. old plus men to act like adults.

Am I just being paranoid, or does anyone else think it's rational not to want your spouses co-workers reading your blog??

That's What I'm Talking About BABEEEE!

Oh yeah, the WINGS pulled it off! That was one hell of a game!! It's Tied up now!

Wooohooo!

Ok Ladies and Gents...

Tonight is once again time to face off. That's right. It's Wings vs. Sharks time again. I am rooting for my WINGS all the way. I am willing to accept any and all bets on the subject. And, I am also not responsible for what I say on this blog! lol
GO WINGS!

"Siggghhhh"

Ok jackAsses, so the Wings didn't win. I know...I guess the Wings gear just wasn't enough. But.....they are still in it. They play those damn Sharks again sometime this week in game 4. This one they WILL win! lol I have faith. ANY and ALL smart alleck remarks can be directed to my ASS!!! Thank you very much!

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!

Blah Blah Blah

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