Wednesday, December 31, 2008

The Best and Worst... In My Opinion.

Everywhere you look right now you can find a list of some sort. Best this, worst that. So I thought I would post some of things I thought were the good and bad of this year. No rhyme of reason and in no particular order.

Let's save the best for last and start with the worst.

Worst of 2008:

  • The loss of a best friend.
  • Birmingham's joke of a Mayor and his asinine ideas.
  • Auburn's season, their loss to Alabama, and ultimately the loss of the great Coach Tub.
  • Spending 5 weeks of my life in a crummy hospital room away from Hubby and Munchkin.
  • Me crashing Hubby's car with my own.
  • Palin actually getting her 15 minutes of fame.
  • The death of Heath Ledger
  • The "glittery" Edward.
  • Fighting with friends.
  • The "pornstache" also commonly referred to as the "crustache"
  • Time sucker "Plurk"
  • Leggings for grown women.

Best of 2008:


  • The birth of my beautiful baby girls - making crummy hospital stay completely worth it.
  • Twilight and becoming a Twi-tward, if you will.
  • Girls trip to Nash-vegas.
  • Family beach trip with the "Randoms"
  • President Elect Obama
  • Mama G's opening up right around the corner - Hello Momma's Love.
  • Jennifer Aniston on GQ - Holy Crap! I want to look like that when I'm 40.
  • Time sucker Facebook.
  • Learning more about my close friends and realizing why we are so close.
  • Hubby working so hard so that I can continue to Stay at Home.
  • Salted caramel Hot Chocolate - Thank you Starbucks

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

New Years Resolutions and Blah, Blah, Blah.

This is usually the point at which I log on here and talk about how I don't make resolutions for the New Year. Why put something off until January 1st when you are capable of doing it on October 18th. Every year we (as a people) make resolutions, and for the most part we set ourselves up to fail. By March we've quit going to the gym as much, started smoking again, we're hitting the drive thru and have stopped clipping coupons and making out meal plans and grocery lists. This year I'm going to join the masses and hope I don't fail. I'm not going to call them resolutions, these are going to be simple (or not so simple steps) to get our life back on track. These are changes that I have to make, failing in these areas is not an option.

1. Spend more quality time with the girls.
Since having the twins, I feel guilty about 99.5% of the time. I feel like there is never enough of me to go around. When the twins are sleeping, I should be focusing more on Munchkin. Not the laundry or the dishes, same for the twins when the Munchkin is at school. I spend so many days trying to keep my head above water that the time slips away, way faster than I ever intend.

2. Organize and Prioritize
It's time to plan my work, and work my plan. I feel like I'm always frazzled. Leaving the house in a rush everywhere I go. I don't do well when I'm not organized and since the twins arrived, nothing has been organized.

3. Live a Healthier Life
This is another one that has fallen by the wayside. It's absolutely ridiculous the eating patterns we have fallen into the better half of this year. It's been all about convenience. Which, as you all know means SHIT. I will not raise my children on fast food, and doom them to a life of health problems and obesity. We are going back to basics, fruits, vegetables, organic and all natural.

4. "Quality Time" with Hubby (and exercise)
While I think we do pretty good for a family with a wandering 3 year old that has to be locked in her room, and twins that are finally getting into consistent sleep patterns, it can always be better. There can always be more. Since extra time around here is minimal, I will count this towards the working out more often... Cardio at the very least.

So there it is, my list of non-resolutions. I'm not going to promise to spend less money, I need to, but buying diapers, wipes, formula and clothes for 3 rapidly growing children won't get any cheaper in the next year. I'm not going to say that I will use the computer less, because let's face it, I won't. I like to blog, I like to waste time on this little laptop, it's fun and it's my time. The only little bit of mind numbing nothingness that I can afford myself each day. I won't keep a straightened house, and I won't stop saying bad words. Again, I need to, but I won't.

This year, I want to continue growing as a person, I want to continue to work on being open minded to all things, and being honest with myself and others and teaching my girls to do the same.

Happy New Year (bitches!)

Sunday, December 28, 2008

A Complete Success!

I have to say that this Christmas was probably the least stressful Christmas we have had in a very long time. I was second guessing my decision to host everything here, but it worked incredibly well.

Christmas Eve is usually very easy anyway because there aren't too many of us on that side. Christmas Day I thought would be tricky but with temps in the 70's (thank you global warming) we were able to spill out onto the deck and patio to eat. It also made for great bike riding weather. How sad is it to get a new bike for Christmas and not be able to ride it at 7 in the morning because the weather sucks. Well this year, we were able to eat outside and the Munchkin was able to enjoy her bike. Come to think of it, I remember playing football in my Grandmothers front yard on Christmas day, while some of the family actually wore shorts. Kind of blows the global warming theory, doesn't it?

Anyway, Christmas was great. We all received gratuitous amounts of gifts. Seriously? The amount of new stuff in this house right now is obscene. We are very blessed and thankful that we are fortunate enough to be able to provide for our family in such a complete way. It's funny though, in the midst of cash, gift cards, a laptop, guitar and plentiful other little treats, I would have to say that my favorite gift this year was given to me by Aunt J and Cousin F. They put together this wonderful booklet filled with the life story of my Grandparents. They interviewed them about their lives growing up, this was especially neat since my Grandmother was born in Germany and raised under Hitler. It tells of how they met, and had some really neat pictures documenting their lives. All the gifts in the world, and this one has more meaning to me than any of them.

Thanks to all of my family for helping make this Christmas special to me and my family. It was great having everyone together - Love to you all (because I know you all read this!!!)

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

The Stockings Are Hung By The Chimney With Care....

We are smack in the middle of the Holiday rush. We have family in town, and more coming in tomorrow. I'm almost done with my Christmas shopping, just have to pick up a couple of odds and ends. Ms T was here today helping and while the twins were napping I was actually able to get to the grocery store, twin-less. I forgot my list, but managed to get everything I needed - Miracles really do happen!

The Munchkin is super excited about Christmas, she has asked for a bike and a dollhouse. Santa is obliging, but thanks to the stupid, stupid ordering system at Toys R Us, he will be leaving a note about how the dollhouse wouldn't fit on the sleigh, and will be delivered Friday from his super helper Fed Ex.

The twins are completely oblivious to all of the happenings. They do love the lights but other than that, they continue to drool and snot on themselves per usual.

I've might have had a slight mental lapse the other day when offering to host both Christmas Eve and Christmas day here at our house. My thought was that it would be easier to not haul the kids all over the place, and have everyone come to us. Only time will tell if I chose wisely.

In case I'm MIA for the next few days, Happy Chrismahanukwanzakah!

I'm nothing, if not politically correct!

Friday, December 19, 2008

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Christmas Party Number 1 and 2, In The Books.

This week has already been super busy and we have a few more things still on the calendar. We had a great Christmas dinner on Sunday night. It was the second year that we've been able to get together with some of our closest friends and their families to celebrate the holidays. Random Mommy hosted and as usual it was fan-freakin'-tastic. This woman knows how to host a party, not to mention her and her hubby cook some of the best meals I have ever had. We drank, we ate, we were super merry. The night ended with me being a DD for NLD. I'm now wondering what that was about. Hubs had to stay home with the girls because he wasn't feeling well and neither were most of them, so why didn't I drink more? I was solo, what the heck happened there?

Last night was the Christmas party for The Best Damn Moms Group Evah' and it was a blast. We had just over 30 ladies there, and as you can imagine there was no shortage of conversation. After a few Jack and Cokes, I remember doing my little drunk test. My cheeks felt a little numb, which usually prompts me to do the tooth tap test. NLD asked what I was doing and Mommapeas answered her. She gets me, I love her. It's not often that you can get caught tapping your teeth in public and have someone sitting across from you that does the same thing. She has since taught me a more discreet way of doing this. I also remember having a conversation with several of the girls about ways to lose weight quickly and maybe illegally. What I remember:

  • There is a shady weight loss Dr. near where I live that for a mere $120 will give you some really good prescription weight loss pills, no questions asked.
  • You never see a fat crack whore - maybe that's an option to look into. Crack is better than meth, because it won't ruin your teeth. Momma Drool also suggested we snort coke.
  • Parasites. I won't even get into the details of this idea. Let's just say that Momma Drool thoroughly talked us out of this one. Something about how they come out at night, lay eggs and retreat back from whence they came. Oh, and something about eating your brain.
In conclusion, we decided it best to just go back to the gym. BOR-ING!

After dinner, we hit up the late movie of ...... drum roll please.......... Yup! Twilight. I'll be damned if the freakin' movie wasn't packed out. 10pm on a Tuesday night, the movie has been out for almost a month and is still packing out the theater. Just to clarify, it was not TBDMGE that packed the place out, there were only 3 of us that ended up going because the others are lightweights. Suckers! You should have gone, it's really even better when you have a good buzz.

The popcorn sucked and RM threw hers all over the ticket guy. Not in that order, but if she would have known when she threw it at him that it was so stale, it would have been even funnier.

What a great week so far. I'm looking forward to the rest of this week filled with parties and dinners with friends!!

Monday, December 15, 2008

And I Have A Scar to Prove It......

I have recently been alerted to a new addition on the Starbucks menu. It's a salted, caramel, hot chocolate. HOLY CRAP! I love hot chocolate. I love caramel. It's two great tastes that go great together. This is a new drink on the signature menu and if you haven't tried it yet, you must go there immediately and order one up.

I won't tell you how many times I have been there in the past few days, it's still less than the amount of times I have see Twilight, by the way. I will tell you that they are so good, I have a permanent burn mark on my tongue because I can't wait for it to cool off enough to get that first sip. It's savory, it's delectable, it's a must try. Salt might be my new spice of life....


So, in case you don't get what I'm telling you...... Go there. Now!

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Friday, December 12, 2008

Curious.

We had a great Mexican dinner tonight with some friends. Things have been crazy and we haven't been able to really see them so much lately, and Munchkin was super stoked about seeing her other boyfriend, who by the way might just be the most lovable little boy on this earth.

Anyway, after dinner, I had to run by the grocery store because the twins are seriously tearing through some formula right now, and I seem to always be running out. After I checked out, I glanced at my receipt and noticed that it said " Aged confirmed: over 19." My first thought was that I didn't purchase any alcohol, something must have been scanned incorrectly. Then I realized it said "19" not "21" and it was listed under the formula. Can someone shed some light as to why you must be 19 or older to purchase baby formula? Is there something in it that kids are using to get high, or make bombs? If either of those are the case, why am I giving it to my babies?

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

I Think I Can, I Think I Can.....

I sit here like a grounded teenager... Kind of. Some friends of mine are going to see Twilight tonight and I'm not with them. I was invited, I contemplated requesting a night out with the girls, but in the end decided against it for a few reasons. I figured that if I can actually refrain from seeing it tonight, that means I'm not addicted. Right? Not going proves that I am stronger than it is. I didn't say these were rational reasons, just reasons. I also took into account the unholy amount of grief that would come my way, via Hubby if I told him I was going to see the movie again. He has been a gracious sport so far, but there's no point in testing the depths of his patience.

Sure. I thought long and hard about this decision. I was planning and plotting in my head ways to justify going. I could have simply said I was going to the movies, lie by omission. Then if asked, point blank lie through my teeth, and say I was seeing "The Changeling." I thought of offering up sexual favors in exchange for this night out, but this is one of those areas where I have to be very careful. It would have to be something different, not your everyday, run of the mill sexual favor. It would have to be something new or exciting, something I wouldn't normally offer up on any given Wednesday night. Then I thought, there are reasons I don't offer those things up on a normal basis. (Read: if ever) and knowing my husband, he would create a loophole in the deal and I would end up agreeing to things I have never heard of. Things that could involve, hot fudge sundaes, jumper cables and the neighbors from 2 streets over, you just never know....

So here I sit, listening to my soundtrack and contemplating piracy laws. If I could just get a quick fix, I would be ok until my next invite at which point I will probably be more agreeable to some type of unique roll in the hay, (hot fudge or motor oil.....)

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Gone Are the Days...

Gone are the days of my beautifully, immaculately decorated Christmas trees. The days when I would buy ornaments and ribbons by theme. Silver and Blue, Auburn, or Clear glass ornaments with silver. There were years when I would even go so far as to wrap all gifts to match whatever the theme was for my tree.

Here are the days where the entire bottom row of branches must remain bare, for fear of little hands pulling ornaments off, or have them serve as choking hazards. Here are the days where 12 ornaments are bunched on 2 little branches, thanks to the help of our little Munchkin and her decorating expertise. Here are the days when the Hubby and I no longer fight over the lights, because I no longer have the energy to waste worrying about their perfection.

The funny thing is, in the midst of all of our bunchy, homemade, mismatched ornaments, we have the most beautiful tree I have ever seen.

Friday, December 05, 2008

Socks.

The Munchkin is a big helper to me these days. She loves doing housework and if it weren't for stubborn child labor laws and such, I might actually get more use out of her, but for fear of being called the next Kathy Lee Gifford, I refrain.

While I was folding clothes yesterday, she came in and wanted to help. I usually give her easy things like putting socks in the drawers, or putting burp rags in the basket. She knows where everything goes and she went to open the top 3 drawers on my dresser. I turned around right about the time I heard her say,

This drawer is big girl panties for your bum bum........
This drawer is socks for your feet.........
This drawer is socks for your boobies...........

What more can I possibly say.

Thursday, December 04, 2008

A Moment of Silence.

I'm so disappointed, not surprised in the least little bit, but disappointed nonetheless. Auburn has decided to "part ways" with, in my opinion one of the best coaches that has ever graced the field at Jordan Hare Stadium.

In his 10 year career as Auburn's head coach, Coach Tub holds a record of 85-40, with an incredible 7-3 against our biggest in state rival. He had 1 SEC championship, 5 western division titles and one unbeaten season in which we were robbed of the chance to play for the the National Championship. He has won 9 of the last 14 games against top 10 teams.

Not only was he a good Coach, he is a respectable man. He kept our players out of trouble, he built a rock solid program and didn't waiver when 5 years ago, the university was caught up in "jet-gate" trying to hire Petrino behind his back.

Admittedly, our season sucked. 5-7, and we went from top ten to not even bowl eligible. Our spread offense was an experiment gone wrong, and we had a quarterback that had only started about a half a dozen games. Tuberville stepped up, made mid-season changes and took responsibility for the problem, while trying to minimize the fallout. But, this is the reality that is the SEC.

So, congratulations Mark Richt, with only 8 seasons under your belt at Georgia, you are now the longest tenured head coach in the SEC. Let's hope you don't meet the same fate as Fulmer, Croom, and Tubs at the first sight of a bad season.

Bad decision Auburn. Bad decision. Where are you possibly going to find a better coach, a coach that will have even the slightest chance of competing with Saban-Nation?

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Are You Afraid?

I'm only afraid my husband will divorce me if I go and see Twilight AGAIN!

Oh yes I did! I went to see the movie again tonight with some of my fellow Twerds. To protect their anonymity I will not state their names (you know who you are.) I will only say that they are addicts like me, we are each others enablers. I figured up during the movie, that between the 5 of us, we have seen the movie 17 times. 17 times!!! Insane right? There is nothing left to say at this point, that wouldn't further embarrass myself and the other "innocent" people that have been so willingly dragged into this addiction. I will leave you with this. I've heard rumblings that my bad boy James was a dead ringer for Bucky off of American Idol - This my friends, is not Bucky.

Sweet Dreams!

Yummy, Yummy......Slurp, Slurp....



Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Further Proof, We're Not Normal.

On the phone with Husband tonight we were discussing my plans for tomorrow night. I was invited by Madies Mom to go see Twilight, (yes, again) Hubby's work schedule is a little crazy this week and I wasn't sure I would be able to swing it but I got the go ahead with only a little grief.

Me: Hey! Madies's Mom wants to meet for a quick bite to eat before the movie. Do you think you can be home by 6:00?

Hubs: I think I can do that. What brought all of this on? (I haven't seen Madies Mom in a while)

Me: Er..... *whispers* Twilight

Hubs: Really? Again?

Me: SO!

Hubs: How many times can you possibly go see this movie? It's the same thing over and over.

Me: How many times can you go to Sammy's? It's the same thing over and over.

Hubs: That is completely different, it's not the same thing everytime.

Me: Yes, it kind of is.... Same "things," different girls... Whatever. The only thing different is whether or not a fight breaks out..... Plus my hobby is way cheaper, and cleaner.

Hubs: This is true, between you and M&K, the outcome does change. I'm making a new rule. Only going to Sammy's with Random Daddy from now on.

Me: So, you can be home by 6:00 right?

Monday, December 01, 2008

Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda.

I'm beginning to realize that I should have talked way more smack over the last 6 years. It never ceases to amaze me how incredibly obnoxious Alabama fans are. Don't get me wrong, it sucks big donkey balls that we lost in such miserable fashion. We were worthless, not being able to score a single point. But let's look at it this way. We've sucked all year, was anyone truly surprised that we didn't show up for this game either? I talked with a few other Auburn fans before the game that were feeling pretty good going into it. I think we felt so good because we had absolutely nothing to lose. Nothing. If we lost, it was expected. If we won, well then, we would have just beat the number one team in the country.

Another conversation that came about after our loss was, who to pull for now? If you know me well enough, you know that I would pull for McCain/Palin or Osama Bin Laden before I would pull for Alabama. Want to know why? The Fans. Plain and simple. They annoy me. They, for the most part are not gracious winners. I can only think of a couple and I have to say thanks to Daddypeas for being one of those on Saturday. He and Mommapeas might actually be the most gracious, non-obnoxious Alabama fans ever. They are truly an exception to the rule.

I think your coach is a d-bag, but then again most great coaches are. I'm also jealous that he's coaching your team. He might actually put you into the National Championship game this year. This would force you to have to learn a new slogan, Got Thirteen? It's bad enough to have to listen to the chatter of a win over Auburn for an entire year, but to have to listen to that might make me rip my ears off. Remind me the next time we win (hopefully not in the too distant future) to unleash an un-holy amount of obnoxious hell on everyone I know that thinks Rammer Jammer, Yellow Hammer, Give em' hell Alabama, actually rhymes.

So, Chomp Chomp Bammer, I hope the Gators kick your miserable, obnoxious ass.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Weagle Weagle War Damn Eagle... And all that Jazz.

I couldn't let an Iron Bowl Saturday pass without putting a little bit of trash talk out here on the web, I didn't get my nickname The Worlds Most Obnoxious Fan, by sitting and keeping my shut all these years.

I don't really know what to expect today - I know what should happen and I know what the line is on the game, but to be honest, I feel pretty good. We are due to hand someone an upset, it would be the only saving grace for this entire pathetic excuse for a season. It might also be the only thing that will save Coach Tub his job. I wouldn't count us out just yet.

So for now, we are off to an Iron Bowl Party, we are wearing our team colors and we plan to get our cheer on ,that's about all we can do!

WAR DAMN EAGLE EVERYBODY!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Thanksgiving Song. An All Time Favorite.

I couldn't let Thanksgiving pass without re-visiting one of my all time favorite Adam Sandler moments. Happy Turkey day to you and yours!

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Monday, November 24, 2008

Facebook Friends and My Embarrassing Past.

Everybody that is anybody seems to be just as addicted to Facebook as I am. I have found so many lost friends and family it's ridiculous. This form of communication is right up my ally, email and posting on people's walls, no phone. Perfect. Need I remind you I loathe phone conversations and would prefer to stand in the corner and have people spit on me than actually talk on the phone, not to mention the fact that I can't carry on a conversation that doesn't require me to stop a bazillion times to tell a 3 year old that she can't in fact lay on her sister until she burps... because I said so....

I have recently come in contact with a ton of highschool friends. It's so great to see where their lives have taken them, to see pictures of them and their children. The ones that really blow my mind are the girls that were a year or 2 younger than me and have kids that are 8 or 9 years old!! It's so crazy to think about that when mine are still so little. Hubs keeps reminding me that we could have a 14 year old right now, insane!

If you knew me then, or you know me now, you know that I have a crazy, weird love for the New Kids on the Block. Ridiculous then and now, I know, but hey, what can I say? At least I can admit my problems, right? Well, there are a couple of girls that I have reunited with that I actually thought about a few weeks ago when I went to the concert in Atlanta. One wrote me today with a memory that I had completely forgotten about, or maybe chose to suppress, either way I had no recollection of it... At. All. Here's what she said:

Oh my goodness, as soon as I heard about the reunion I thought of you and S. as well!! Do you remember that "demo" tape we made and passed on to the concert security staff? We were so sure the NKOTB would listen and make us stars. How funny was that?!

What the What? I can't sing, what was I thinking? How pathetic could that have been? A recorded tape..... (yes tape) of us singing what? I'll be loving you forever? Hangin' Tough?

For the love of all that is holy, what the hell was I thinking?

Saturday, November 22, 2008

More From the Munchkin.

I've been storing these up and needing to document them somewhere and it was just too much for my sidebar.

While Hubby was getting ready for work the other morning:

Munchkin: Daddy, where are you going?
Hubs: Work
Munchkin: Again?
Hubs: Yes, honey again.
Munchkin: Why?
Hubs: So I can make some money
Munchkin: Well, Daddy, if you stay I can give you all of my money. the money in my piggy bank.

While we were at the movies:

Munchkin: Here Mom, want an M&M?
Me: No baby, that's ok, thanks
Munchkin: But why?
Me: I like the ones with peanuts, you eat it.
Munchkin: But Mom, you're a girl, your supposed to like all chocolate.

When I suspected she had wet her pants:

Me: Munchkin, did you wet your big girl panties?
Munchkin: No
Me: Are you sure? Let me feel your pants.
Munchkin: Mom, wait! Ernie wet his pants too, want to feel him?

The day we were supposed to go to the Pumpkin Patch and she woke up sick:

Munchkin: Are we still going to the Pumpkin Patch?
Hubs: "No, you're sick, you wouldn't want to go to the pumpkin patch and throw up all over the pumpkins would you?"
Munchkin: No....

And then she added: "But it would be funny"

Friday, November 21, 2008

Twilight Review *disappointed sigh*

Let me start by saying... SPOILER ALERT - SPOILER ALERT. If you haven't seen the movie and plan to, wait to read this. I don't want to put anything negative in your head for you to pick apart while watching the movie. Although, I feel certain that you will spot the flaws as easily as me and my "coven" did.

I tried really hard to keep my expectations low, or at least in check. When there is this much hype about anything there's really no where to go but down. As a surprise to my coven, I purchased some last minute tickets for the midnight showing. We arrived early to a packed theater of which we were NOT the oldest, by the way. The Summit logo appeared and squealsensued, I may have slipped a little myself. It was apparent from the get go that the acting for this movie was not going to be up to par. I have to give credit to the author. She wrote such explicit detail about Edwards facial mannerisms that it was going to be hard to duplicate on screen, for anyone. But wow! Between his nose covering in the biology class, to the strange look on his face when sucking the venom from Bella's arm he got only a couple of the looks right. When they were right, though, they were fantastic. There is some saving grace to the movie, I promise. Jasper, yikes! In the words of Mommapeas, he looked like he had a tazer up his ass the whole time.

One obvious disappointment to us was the meadow scene. In our humble opinion, this was a crucial part of the story... crucial for their relationship and it missed the mark by miles. The special effects were bad, our "glittering" vampire wasn't spectacular in the least. I've heard it described as no better than the body shimmer used in a Gay Pride parade. It just wasn't magical. Laying in the meadow looked awkward. His legs looked broken. It wasn't sunny or dramatic enough to put the relationship over the breaking point.

Being a music lover, I have thoroughly enjoyed the soundtrack, outside of maybe 2 songs I really, really like it and believe that a soundtrack can make or break a movie. While the music itself was good, it just wasn't used right. Hard to explain but again something that fell short.

The editing was bad, it was choppy and the special effects, were laughable. It just never meshed together well.

Now, for the good. As I mentioned before, when Edward got the look right, it was fan-freakin'-tastic, it made me remember for a brief second how much I loved the book, the story and the Twilight world I have been living and breathing for the past 2 months. The baseball scene was great and the ballet studio was probably my favorite, I think that's mostly because I am now more in love with the dirty, bad boy Vampire, James, than good boy Edward. His acting was probably better than anyones in the movie, and it had me wishing that he would have me for a snack, and not just to put me out of my misery... The kissing scene was also very good and gave us a little more than what was in the book. Something us "TwilightMoms" had been hoping for. We are starting a petition for a more adult, sexed up version of this series.... Who's with us?

So if you have resisted the urge to skip through and send me some hate mail, and are still reading, I will say. Go see it, just keep your expectations low and don't nit pick - it's very different than the book. The story ends up the same, but getting there is different and some times painful. Oddly enough, today, what I find myself thinking about are all of those really good parts, and even more oddly enough, I am dying to go see it again. How is that possible?

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Mysterious House Of Illness.

Is this what happens when you decide to have a sea of offspring? Someone sick all the time? I guess to use the word "sick" would be overstating it a little, sometimes it's just a weird rash or bump, sometimes it's a weird fever spike, and of course we have our share of vomit, diarrhea, and snot. I'm learning that with 3 kiddos, odds are pretty good that at least one is going to be sick at all times. It's truly a good thing that the Dr's office doesn't charge per call or we would definitely be in the poor house.

The twins got their second round of flu shot on Tuesday, "Mary Kate" spiked a fever tonight. Just past the 48 hour window they tell me to look for. This has happened with her every time she's gotten a shot. I, Dr. "I'm a Mom" am now writing it off as a delayed reaction to vaccinations.

The Munchkin has had this weird breakout thing going on for a couple of weeks, I've consulted the internet, other Moms, and a Nurse. The Nurse said it's probably a contact allergy, and that she has super sensitive skin. I saw on the news the other day that it's Cedar and Juniper season and for people with allergies, that's what's in the air. So, Dr. "I'm a Mom" is diagnosing the Munchkin with a cedar/juniper allergy.

So there, problem solved. If anyone would like some advice on a mysterious illness running rampant in your household, leave me a comment, I will be glad to take a stab at it!

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Grow Much?

Mary Kate and Ashley must be hitting another growth spurt.... They took their first bottle at 7:30am, it's now 10:30am, and in just 3 hours they have both had 16oz of formula, a bowl of oatmeal, and a jar of fruit. Did I say EACH! I guess it's back to the store for more formula. Sheesh.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

A Lopsided Day.

Today was nothing out of the ordinary for us, it just felt off to me. Ms. T was here helping and I love the days when she comes early enough to keep "Mary Kate and Ashley" while I run the Munchkin to school, it's the little things these days, trust me. On the way to the carpool line, I couldn't help but think of how lopsided the back seat felt without my other 2 girls back there. It was nice to chat with the Munchkin, but it just seemed weird. I got back home and loaded the twins up to take them to their first ever story time, (not ready for that by the way!) While on the way to the library, the backseat lopsided-ness had then shifted and it seemed weird that the Munchkin wasn't there to amuse her sisters. It seemed weird to be heading off to a story time without her.

I met some friends for lunch and ordered #24 like I always do, only the Munchkin wasn't there to eat the quesadilla, and half of my beans and rice. Weird, again. This was not the first time that I had been with one and not the other, or none at all, today it just seemed like I could feel the tilt in the car not having them all there.

I left from lunch to get my girl, the teacher loaded her in her seat and as I was driving away I couldn't help but smile. Finally, complete.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

It Was Ladies Night, Oh What A Night!

I'm really not even sure where to start. Random Mommy and I had a hairbrained idea that it would be fun to go out, drink heavily and not have to take over the motherly responsibilities that we usually face every morning around 7am, hungover or not. If we are here, we are the ones that have to get up with the kiddos, even if we had nearly as much to drink the night before as the hubby's. So the plan came together. Mommapeas was having a birthday, we needed time "off" and wanted to be irresponsible. We talked with Daddypeas who was on board immediately with our surprise plan, the plan that started out as just getting a hotel room here in the Ham.' At our yearly Halloween party the plan began to expand to, where could we go and still be gone the same amount of time? The husbands were drunk and agreeable and the next thing I know we were booking a hotel in Nashville for a one night get-a-way.

It was the perfect trip. A little shopping, some singing, laughing, ranting, and chatting about our favorite subject right now, Twilight. And that was all before we got to the hotel. I packed a little bottle of whiskey, and when I say packed, I mean had it stashed in my purse the entire way there, just in case the need arose. We got ready while getting our drink on and headed downtown, via cab to start our night. We ate at a great restaurant and then headed over to the famous Tootsies. This is a must see if you ever travel to the fine city of Nashville, I have never had a bad time there. In fact when I look back on it, all of the times I have been there have been painfully fun.

It was there that the night got going in full force, we made fun of people, a lady with a fur trimmed coat kept rubbing it in our face, a bachelor came over to ask if we could sign his ass on a dare, and this is where I realized that I'm a geriatric magnet. I was getting hit on by some old men. A man that offered to take me to WalMart and buy some diapers for my babies, another with mardi gras beads, and a man from New York, with a lady from Mississippi, that I think would have taken one if not all of us home with them. We left there and hit a couple of other clubs, more randoms hit on us, and I vaguely remember anything more than "Abu," and the guy trying to help his buddy have a "good time" before he left for Iraq in 2 days, to which I replied, "it's a good thing we have a new President, he'll be home in no time...." It was around 3am when we stumbled to the first cab we could find and requested he take us to a Strip Club or Waffle House... This seems to be how the guys nights always end so we thought what the heck. We ended up at Waffle House after Jamaal jammed out with us in his cab. I guess he didn't think we were the strip club type. I don't remember what he music he played but I remember us singing like nobodies business, and maybe some Madonna?

We ate at WaffleHouse. I can't elaborate too much here, because I don't remember much. I know there was a couple that was friendly and we have a good picture, that's about it. Jamaal sent someone to get us and deliver us back to our hotel where Mommapeas and Random Mommy both slept pantless. What more can I say.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

A New Day!

Stole this from one of my Mommy friends, it's just a feel good. It's going on my ipod.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Wordless Wednesday - Total Cuteness!

Silver Lining.

This morning brings mixed emotions for everyone I know. Personally we are elated, I feel excited about what's in store for this country. The speech that our President- elect gave last night, gave me chills. And to be fair, McCains speech was also very good (and not just because he conceded.)

After this post, I'm going to try to be done with politics, at least for a while. The decision that we made was the right decision for our family, for the issues that matter most to us. I realize that every person and family is different and because of that, there are some very un-happy people right now, just as I would have been if the outcome was reversed. What I truly cannot understand and maybe someone can clarify for me is this:

It seems as if the majority of the McCain supporters I know are extremely religious people. I cannot tell you how many comments I have seen and heard that are bringing God into the election. People have prayed for McCain to win, they are asking for God to have mercy on us because Obama won.... I recently received an email suggesting that Obama is the beast that Revelation talks about, and the next 4 years will be the beginning of the end. If that is truly the belief then isn't this all part of God's plan? If this is truly your belief system, then shouldn't you be happy that you are that much closer to your "real home?" That much closer to taking your seat in heaven next to God? Wouldn't this suggest that God's will is being done? The way I see it is, for those that truly believe that, it's a win/win. If you are wrong, then that means Obama is doing a fantastic job. If you are right, then that means your journey on this earth is done and that God has called you home. There is absolutely nothing you can do to stop this process if it is Gods will. It's going to happen, whether it's now or a hundred years from now.

Don't you think that this morning there are people all of this country thanking the same God for answering their prayers?

It's all very deep here this morning, I realize. But the flood of anti-christ, Muslim terrorist emails I've received have really made me think. Not a single person I know that voted for or supported Obama sent one email degrading McCain, or telling completely fabricated stories about him. I'm sure they are out there and that they have circulated, I'm just saying that I haven't seen any, nor would I dream of sending something so absurd. Why is it so one-sided?

I personally am thankful for un-answered prayers. I am thankful that the Americans that have complained about this administration, this war, and this economy got out there and made something happen. People voted, people shouted yesterday that it's time for a change and they took action. I am proud, truly proud.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

I Win!!! Obama 08' baby!

I have officially won the bet I had with hubs. A little over a month ago he bet me that there was no way in hell that I could make it to election day without getting into another political discussion/fight/argument/posting war/facebook group with anyone. Obama or McPain, didn't matter, I wasn't allowed to talk about it with anyone except for him, Random Mommy or Mommapeas. But now? I'm free, and ready to unleash an unholy amount of Obama-ness on those that have been pestering the shit out of me for the last month. My mind has been made up, I have done my research and any wavering I may have been doing was cut short the day "Failin" became the running mate for the Republican party.

I get that people feel like they are between a rock and a hard place, not really liking their options in this election, but what I don't understand is that there are people that I actually know, love, respect and feel are very intelligent people that truly believe that the McPain/Failin ticket is da' bomb. They honestly believe that this no brained, uneducated nitwit will make an excellent VP and that McPain will take over office and make things better than they were for the last 8 years. Atleast admit that you are voting for them because you would never dream of crossing party lines, not because you actually like them and think they will do a good job.

So, for all of those that sent me the "gifts" via facebook, and emails meant to make me think, re-think and run for the hills because it's the end of the world, you may want to save them for someone that won't feel compelled to wipe their ass with them.

Damn! It feels good to be able to speak again!

Monday, November 03, 2008

Weekend Re-Cap.

What a busy weekend we had... I guess if you could pick out just a few words to describe it, it would have to be:

  • Friends
  • Fun
  • Alcohol
Friday night we had our annual Halloween party here. Everyone was a good sport and dressed up. We had frat boys, eighties chicks, Obama and a Geisha, a Prisoner, Marilyn Monroe with an Ultimate fighter dude, Tin man, and of course my personal favorites, The Cullen Girls. That was just the adults. The kids were adorable as usual, and anxious to get their candy. The hubby's were cute as they made sure to load their "baby" carefully into the wagon without spilling her/him/it?

Saturday night, Hubs and I had an adult costume party. Not adult as in "adult" wink wink - but a grown up party. Although, there were so many sexy versions of costumes and cleavage at this party it could have been deemed "adult" by some. It's funny how once you have kids and are so consumed with them that you forget about how Halloween can bring out the inner slut in everyone. I've seen the sexy Dorothy's, witches and vampires, but this year I think the one that amused me the most was the sexy Mario and Luigi, as in the little men in the video game. I should have taken my camera.

Sunday, we had plans to head out to Moss Rock but we ended up spending the day on the sofa recovering before Mommapeas' birthday dinner. It was a girls night out, one of my favorite restaurants with my favorite friends. A great way to close out a weekend full of fun.

So, after this weekends festivities, I think I should be working the steps. There were massive amounts of alcohol consumed and I am now detoxing before another weekend full of:
  • Friends
  • Fun
  • Alcohol
Pictures coming soon! Stay tuned.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

I'll Be Loving Them Forever!

I will be the first to admit that I'm a bit of a dork. I was/am a huge fan of The New Kids on the Block (Joey to be exact) and when I heard that they were doing a reunion tour, 15 years later...... I was all about it. The concert was last night in Atlanta. Yankee Belle, Kimtastic and I loaded up and headed on over, this was something I was not going to miss. Our seats were good, and the feelings of nostalgia were exactly what I expected. A couple of Jack and Cokes and we were dancing and singing our little hearts out.

They played all of the greatest hits, as well as some of their new stuff...... For the record, I am not delusional. I realize that their music is poppy (crap) and not something that I would typically like now, but let's remember the nostalgia, shall we?

About half way through the show, we got an extra special treat when a super, secret, magical stage appeared out of the floor, right at the end of our row. We of course crammed in to get as close as possible and close we were!! It dawned on me at that moment, that I am way out of practice when it comes to being a groupie..... I broke the number one rule. I had absolutely nothing with me to get their attention. No poster, no sign, flower, panties... Nothing. For a split second I thought about flashing my boobs, that's about all I had to offer, but after 3 kids, they probably wouldn't have gotten me the attention I was hoping for, plus they're married, I'm married, and they weren't handing out any beads.

In summation, a great time was had by all! It was great to be taken back to "the day." I will leave you now with a few of my favorite pictures. Rock on NKOTB.... Rock On... If you ever get down to the "dirty south" again, I will most likely buy another ticket, and next time, I might just crimp my hair.






Monday, October 27, 2008

Boredom

Here's what you get when Mommy and Daddy get bored waiting on the Doctor.




Friday, October 24, 2008

Date Night, Football & Fighting With a Stripper.

Hubby and I were long overdue for a night out, since Auburn was playing last night we thought it would be nice to get out and spend some time together and actually be able to watch a game. We ended up hooking up with some friends and spending the evening watching the game(s) (Go Phillies) at Hooters. Having known this crowd for a while I had a pretty good feeling where the night was going to end, and being the good sport that I am, I went along, dragging "S" with me so I wouldn't be the only girl. Where did we end up you ask? Why, Sammy's, of course.

We got there, got our seats, girls were dancing the boys were tipping. We were chatting, laughing and of course passing judgment, when Husband tried to embarrass me by getting one of the girls to dance for me. She did, and I was slightly embarrassed, but played along, at least she was one of the better looking ones. I tipped her. She came around and thanked everyone after the dance, hugs, kisses, she was cool..... Next.

The next girl made things interesting, I'm still not sure if the Husband (and friends) were completely mortified or thouroghly amused at the events that took place between her and I, but either way I think they all agree that I have principles when it comes to tipping strippers... Can I say that?

Here's how it went down:

Stripper chick took the stage, walked past me to the guys and danced a little, she then walked back over to me, bent down and said to me.....

"So, are you not tipping?"

Me: *completely shocked* "No. But they are...." Keep in mind she has done nothing thus far.

She dances away, then comes back to re-address the issue

Stripper: "So you really aren't going to tip?"

Me: "You haven't done anything..."

Stripper: "You can get thrown out for not tipping"

Me: "Oh I've been tipping, I tipped the last girl plenty"

Stripper: "You are supposed to tip on every song"

Me: "Not if you haven't done anything. You literally walked past me one time, came back and asked me to tip you, that does not deserve a tip, in my opinion."

She finally wandered off and ended up giving the Husbands an ear full about me... ask me if I care. I don't tip if I don't like. Period. I may have been at Sammy's but I have standards damnit.

The thing is, I would have tipped, had she not asked, first of all, or copped a tude' with me after being on stage for 2 minutes. She was still completely clothed!!! Anyway, probably not one of my finer moments, but funny nonetheless.

Happy Birthday "Edward" Hope you had fun! Have a great Birthday.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Whew!

I am finally catching my breath. I have spent the better part of the last week in this fictional affair with a smokin' hot vampire. I have read all of the books, the leaked version of the 5th book on the internet, the deleted chapters, and have watched the trailers at least a dozen times. I am not kidding when I tell you that this has consumed me, and every other female that I know that's read the saga. I never understood the phenomenon that was Harry Potter, or Lord of the Rings, but now? I get it. I'm just so happy that I didn't get consumed in between the release of each book, the wait would have killed me. Being able to read them back to back was great. I would have lost my mind having to do it any other way.

I decided getting out for a break would be a good idea, so I went to the movies with Kimtastic and Yankee Belle earlier this week, trying to clear my head of the dirty thoughts I kept having about Edward. It worked for approximately 1 hour and 49 minutes..... then it was back to naughty-ness. If you see the Husband walking around with bite marks, you will know we were playing vampires!!

So, I'm a done, and I'm sad. I am left waiting for the movie and I guess starting the series over.

*sigh*

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Picture Tag - I'm It!

I was tagged by Seis for this bloggy game. The rules, as I understand them, are to go into your "Pictures" file and download the 6th picture in the 6th folder. This is not going to be very exciting and I'm sure that anyone that knows me (us) will know that this picture would have to be one of the kiddos. We have on this computer very little of anything other than them.


So without further ado: Munchkin, only a couple of months old, eating her hand.





In keeping with the tag mentality I will tag the following 6 people... Do it!

MommaPeas
KimtasticMomma
The Pumkin Patch
Madies Mom
Busy Momma
Momma Drool

Sorry if any of you ladies have been tagged already -- I'm a little behind on everything that does not consist of a hot vampire.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Hiatus.

I will resume normal posting habits when my affair with the Hot Vampire is over. Unless you want to hear every thought I have about how this fictional character has completely consumed me, I don't have much to say.

If you are completely clueless, I highly suggest you pick up the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer. But don't say I didn't warn you. I will have read the entire series in less than a week.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Line In The Sand.

Have you ever noticed that when that line is drawn, sometimes you aren't on the side that you thought you'd be on? I had a moment of clarity this morning, while ironing my shirt. Something that has been bothering me for almost a week is now clear. For some reason, this morning, while ironing, I had an "A-Ha" moment. There are things that are beyond my control. There are things I will never understand, and that's fine. I can't force it, I can't make it the way I think it should be. I can accept it and I can move on. I will concentrate on the things that are within my control and aren't so forced. Those are the things that truly matter anyway.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

It's Not You, It's Me.

Today closed out the week long birthday celebrations we have had for the Munchkin. Since the cake we ordered for last weeks party was so fabulous, I decided to call the same bakery. Last week when I ordered the Dora cake, I explained at great lengths, in person what I wanted, and what I definitely did not want, and they got it right, it was spot on. Not to mention it was melt in your mouth delicious. This week has been another busy one and I tried 3 different days to get over there to order the cake, but something kept coming up, so I finally decided to call. Big mistake. I explained that they had just done the cutest Dora cake for me (yes, I just said cute and Dora in the same sentence.) I loved the flowers and wanted that, with polka dots in girly colors. No problem, until I picked the cake up today and the flowers looked like something you would see on someones casket or grave. The polka dots were perfect, but they looked completely misplaced with the old lady looking flowers they paired it with.

I really think I have issues when it comes to explaining to people exactly what I want. This is not the first time this has happened to me with a cake. I should have specified stamped flowers, or flat flowers, rather than flowers like on the Dora cake. Maybe I have an explanatory disorder of some sort, who knows. Add that to my growing list.

On a completely unrelated note, while checking on our scarecrow today I thought I was going to be attacked by a Priest, or some other type of Clergyman in long dress. He scared the bejesus out of me when he snuck (and by snuck I mean walked) up behind me to tell me that our scarecrow was awesome... He thought it was Mary and the baby Jesus... Go figure.

Thursday, October 09, 2008

O.Ver. It.


I saw this bag when it first came out, I thought it was kind of cute. Now that everyone, and I mean EVERYONE is carrying one, real or fake, it makes me want to rip it off their arm and beat them over the head with it. I have no idea why this bag bothers me so much, it just does.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Open Letter.

Dear Crotchety Old Neighbor Lady,

It started out as a children's party, didn't you see the giant sized Dora castle filling my entire back yard? There was a pinata, gifts, singing and bouncing. I think that maybe the presence of the party ball, case of Corona, pitchers of margaritas and football on tv turned it into an all night drink fest. We don't do this often...well, at least not with a party ball. But come on, isn't bouncing in a Dora bounce house for 5 hours enough to earn the chance to blow off a little steam and chill with our friends?

I realize that 1:00am is not the most suitable time for a loud conversation regarding the rights of gays, and I apologize if you are a conservative that may have been offended by our anti-Palin rants. When my husband drinks, his volume button breaks, he also likes to ask inappropriate questions, but damnit, he's a funny guy. I love my friends, and when they drink, and we drink we all just have a good time. May I suggest turning down your hearing aid?

I have to admit, while we are clearing the air here, I'm a little put off by the smell of cigarette smoke that infiltrates my house when I have the windows open. When the weather is nice, there is nothing better than opening the windows for some fresh air. There is nothing worse than having it ruined by the smell of your bad habit. I know you're old and probably feel like living it up at your age, but I have children and prefer to not give them lung cancer at the early age of 7 months.

So let's make a deal, shall we? I will not tell you when or where you can smoke, I will simply close my windows and curse you in the privacy of my own home. When we have a party, you take out your hearing aid and promise not to call the police and have them issue citations for noise ordinance violations.

Also, if you plan to complain, how about the hippies across the ally way that play their bongos until midnight? Start with them. We have children.

Regards,

Your late night, enjoying our youth neighbors, from 2 doors down.

Monday, October 06, 2008

My Sweetness.

Dear Sweet Munchkin,

Today you turn 3 years old. I look around this house at all of the toys you have and what you received for your birthday and realize in this sea of dress up clothes, makeup and barbie dolls you are no longer a baby. I am fully aware that this didn't happen over night, but it still just puzzles me to think about how fast the time has gone.

You are the most awesome child. You are sweet, loving, kind, and determined. You are funny, oh so funny. There is not a day that goes by when you haven't made me laugh, inside or out. You are a mess, a beautiful mess. You are mine (and your daddy's) pride and joy.

Our life has been blessed more than I could ever explain or put into words. You and your sisters are our world. We will always do what we can to be the best parents ever. We want to provide for you a home with love, lots of love, encouragement and support. We want you to grow to be a strong woman with an open mind about life and the world in general. There is no way we will get it right all of the time, but will try and we will learn from our mistakes.

Please know that we love you more than all of the m&m's in this world. We hope you had a wonderful birthday.

With all of our love,
Mom and Dad

Thursday, October 02, 2008

Girl! I Got It Goin' On...... Still.

Yesterday was a good day. I got up, got ready (as in showered, not just throwing on a t-shirt and shorts) I took the Munchkin to school and was off to run some errands. The weather was amazing, I had the radio up (as loud as I could with the twins in the car) listening to my new favorite song, Chasing Pavements and singing my little heart out. I was off to Target to get a few essentials (Method everything...) and peruse the aisles for things I can not live without.

While perusing, I noticed a guy in an Auburn hat staring at me... This usually happens when people want to tell me that I've dropped a toy, ask about the twins, or tell me that my toddler has wandered over to the cookie aisle unattended, (just kidding, that has never happened.... really....... I swear) Anyway, this guy said nothing, just smiled and walked on, I smiled. I was thinking maybe it's a friendly Auburn thing, but I was unidentifiable in that aspect.

I continued on my journey through Target, and finally landed at the check out. While I was in line, I noticed him, "Checkin' me out dude" walk past again, starring and smiling. I smiled, awkwardly, because this time I realized that he was totally checking me out. Which is weird considering I have the twins in tow. If that's not enough, he comes back and gets in line behind me. The cashier was chatting me up about the twins and "checkin' me out dude" is nodding, smiling and laughing as I joke with the cashier. With all of that, I bend down to get the stuff I have stored under the cart, this is when I completely pulled a "Random Mommy chasing a lost dog" and flash him and the people behind him my "goods." Wearing a skirt these days has it's challenges and I'm typically too scattered to mind my manners when I bend down to pick things up, and quite honestly after having 3 children, showing strangers your underwear is a non-event. At least they were pretty panties, and thank goodness I have finally put the maternity underwear away (laugh all you want, those puppies are comfy, but the time has come.)

After loading those items on the cart, "checkin' me out dude" says: "you're pretty amazing, you look like you've got it all under control. Your girls are beautiful, I can see where they get their looks." I smile again, awkwardly while thinking to myself, I know this guy is not trying to pick me up in the Target line. With the twins in the cart.. Is he? I'm pretty sure the flashing was the tipping point, and had I been wearing my maternity panties, I probably wouldn't have had this post.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Birthday-Gate 08'

Never in my life would I have thought that a child's birthday party could be so political, but alas, I have learned something new while traveling through this world of parenthood. Maybe I'm different, but If I don't get an invite to a party, I don't stress it, they may not have had space for me, they may not like me, they may not know me well enough... any way I look at it, they have a reason for doing what they do. That does not mean that I will have hard feelings towards them or withhold an invite to them in the future. I will not worry about all of the who's who that is involved. It's just a birthday party.

I have been looking at my life a lot lately and have decided that I need to surround myself with people that I respect, like/love and that bring something to the table. I want people around that are going to be a good influence on my girls and people that love them almost as much as they love their own. When making out the list for the Munchkin's party, I looked at all of these things, along with the space that I have at my house. There are people that I truly adore that did not get an invite this year. I had to narrow it down to the people that we spend the majority of our time with, and the kids that the Munchkin could actually pick out of a crowd. I'm even having to have a second party to accommodate all of the family that I couldn't have here for the first round of festivities.

That's it, it's really pretty simple. There was no maliciousness behind my reasoning. A child's birthday party is supposed to be filled with joy and happiness and for anyone trying to cause problems and drama in the midst of this happy time should be ashamed of themselves. They should also ask themselves this question:

Am I truly upset that I won't be there to see the look on Munchkins face when she blows out her candles, or am I acting like a child because everyone got an invite but me?

I think we all know the correct response here and if it's the latter, then that is why you didn't get an invite.

Monday, September 29, 2008

She Thinks I Rule The World.

Party planning is under way. Since we are having a Birthday Fiesta, Dora style, I thought it would be appropriate to have purple backpacks as our party favors. I ordered white. I couldn't find purple and figured I would dye them and draw a face on them to look like the actual "Backpack." Easy enough.... Well, 2 hours later, my hands and counter tops are stained Barney the Dinosaur purple, and the Munchkin, ever so optimistic walks in and says to me: "Now, how will you make them talk?" When I inform her that these backpacks are the non talking kind, she tells me, "You're the Mom, you can do it."

If only that were true.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Eh?

I came across this on a couple of other blogs and for some reason decided to take a look. After filling out a few quick questions, this is what it had to say about me. Which, considering some recent activity, I thought was boarder line creepy with it's accuracy.




You Are Canada



You are a very tolerant person. You appreciate diversity and consider yourself a multiculturalist.

You are also very community oriented. You think it's important to help those around you have a better life.



You're uniquely you. You have been able to resist bad influences and stay true to yourself.

You are usually confident in who you are, but occasionally you have a little inferiority complex.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Lessons Learned This Week.

  1. No matter how hard you wish for it, dirty diapers will not change themselves.
  2. One days worth of productiveness around the house means nothing with 3 kids.
  3. When you really have to pee, then you sneeze, you can in fact wet your pants... a little.
  4. The rubber soles on my Converse make me clumsy.
  5. The bigger the twins get, the bigger the toys get... the smaller my living room becomes.
  6. Auburns offense sucks big donkey balls
  7. The dishwasher works REALLY well with only 6 bottles and 1 cereal bowl in it.
  8. Regular sodas make me gain weight, sweet tea does not.
  9. 6 months is too young to enjoy Sesame Street Live
  10. Oven baked sandwiches from Dominos' are good.

P.S. Georgia is overrated.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Thank you!

A big thank you to all of the supportive, open minded comments I have received regarding the recent political crap I've posted about it. After hearing of the anon comments, Husband requested I delete the posts. He raised a good point about crazy people in this world and nothing is worth the risk of my children or my family's safety.

Thanks again to all of those that may not agree with me, but understand where I'm coming from.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Pussycat Bitches

With Halloween fast approaching there has been lots of talk about what to dress up as... It just came to me and I totally think we could pull this off....Ok my Bitches, who's in?

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Another Day.... Gone.

When did my life get so incredibly busy? Another day has passed and I don't feel like I got anything accomplished. I am knee deep in birthday party planning, site work, group event planning, day to day happenings here in the house, school, dance, lunch with friends (yes this is a necessity for my sanity) I have yet to see the Dr for my 6 week post partum check up.. Hello? the twins are 6 months old. All of the girls are due for a Dr visit, I need a hair cut and brow wax like nobody's business, I haven't been to the gym in over a week, and the list goes on. I need a personal assistant.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Teaser

It's been a week since my last post, but cut me some slack, we were out of town on the most wonderful vacation and the beach with some of our most wonderful friends. We had great fun, and as soon as I finish un-packing, and cleaning I will post some details of the trip. Until then, I hope you enjoy these pictures.


Party of five

Munchkin

Heads in the sand.... Munchkin and Buddha

Our girls...

Mary Kate

Ashley

Monday, September 15, 2008

Never Say Never...

If you watched tv at all on Saturday you must have seen the media blitz on the new VW Routan Boom.. This might be the minivan that wins my heart. Purchase one and they will put $1500 in your Upromise, not a bad side note. I do love me a VW. It's sleek, it heirs a little more on the side of a crossover, not so mini van-ish and wait for it............ it has 13 cup holders.... Yes, I said 13 cup holders!!! I think I likey.

Friday, September 12, 2008

6 Months and Growing.

My Dear Sweet "Mary Kate & Ashley"

You have graced our lives with your sweetness for 6 fast paced months. I think that we have all learned a lot about each other in the past months, and we are finally settling into a groove. You have challenged me in ways I never knew were possible, you have pushed me to what I thought were my limits to only learn about myself that if pushed a little more, I wouldn't break. I am a better person because you are mine.

Mary Kate - you appear to be of stronger will, more high maintenance, if you will. If I want a smile, I have to work for it, when I get one, there is nothing better in the world at that moment. You are loud. When you're happy or sad, you want the world to know. You love your thumb, left side only. You love to roll across the floor but hate to be stuck on your tummy. Munchkin can make you laugh harder than anyone else in this world. Your big sister loves you and watching her love you, and you laugh at her makes my heart swell, like nothing I have ever felt in my life.

Ashley - you are my chilled out baby. You go with the flow, almost nothing upsets you. If I want a smile, all I have to do is look at you, most likely you are already grinning ear to ear. You are my snuggle bunny. When I rock you at night you snuggle in and I know you are enjoying our time as much I am. At that moment everyday, right when your eyes are getting heavy, I want to stop time. I want to put it in a bottle and save it for when it's gone. I can lay you in your bed at night and not hear a peep for 10 hours. You have the uncanny ability to sleep through your sisters late night antics. Munchkin wants to hold you constantly, and you love it, you pull her hair and she hates it. You look at her in amazement, almost as if you understand that she will be the one that teaches you so many things, good and bad. You may be my youngest but you are leading the way, and I wonder if you will be my trail blazer.While I am learning about you, I am learning about myself. I am strong. Physically and emotionally. I am not always going to have control and things are never going to be perfect. My organized, precise life has been exchanged for a more frazzled, play it by ear kind of style that I am still trying to adjust to, and I wouldn't change it for anything.

I am so fortunate to say that I am your Mom. As the Munchkin would say- I love you more than all of the m&m's in this world.

Happy 1/2 Birthday sweet girls.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

My True Calling?

I am a weather fanatic. Sit me in a room full of blue hairs and I could talk with them all day about what's on the weather channel. Maybe I'm old beyond my years, or maybe I should have gone into meteorology, either way it's hurricane season and I have been glued to the television like an 11 year old boy that stumbled upon the playboy channel.

I do not wish the devastation of a hurricane on anyone, but I do get excited when a big hurricane is brewing in the waters of the gulf. Which way will it go? How strong will it be? Where will they send Jim Cantore, Stephanie Abrams and Mike Bettes? It's a sickness, I admit. And if we are "lucky" enough to have some of the residual wind and rain here, then I'm as happy as that 11 year old boy that stumbled upon the playboy channel...

I was actually disappointed today when I found out that Ike had weakened just a bit, but very glad that it isn't taking out our beach house or the beach for our upcoming vacation. Again, not to wish this on anyone, but the selfishness in me is glad it's headed to Texas. So if you're reading this from Galveston or Houston, I ask you... Why the hell are you catching up on blogs right now? There is a major hurricane headed your way!!! Evacuate people, evacuate! Jim Cantore is in your city.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Vagina Americans...

Can I just say that I love Jon Stewart?

Seriously?

Every time I have changed the twins diapers in the last 2 days, they poop. Right after the clean diaper is on. Honestly, what are they trying to do to me?

Monday, September 08, 2008

Kidney Baby

We had a follow up ultrasound today on Mary Kate's kidney. I am so happy to report that things look great! The doctor said, and I quote: "Things don't usually look this good this soon" Yay!!!

It is possible that we will still need a small procedure to correct something on her bladder, but as long as things continue to look this good, he said we would just drag our feet on that procedure until it is absolutely needed, if it's ever needed.

Good news! We are so happy and feel so blessed that both of our little miracles continue to grow and thrive!

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Week in Review.

What a busy short week we had. It was a week of firsts. Our first meet the teacher, our first parent teacher orientation, our first carpool lane, and as you saw from my last post, our first day of pre-school.

We work really hard to prepare Munchkin for events, we typically start discussing with her what she should expect, and what is expected of her. We talked about school off and on for weeks, we saw the school, met the teachers and then I started letting her know how the carpool would work. She seemed cool. All morning she walked around the house saying "I'm going to school, I'm tall. Not big.... just tall." Everything was good, she was excited. We pulled into the carpool line and she says....... "Mom (Mom. Not Mommy anymore, that was soooo 2007) I don't want to go to school." I was already on the verge of tears, the only thing holding me together was that she was excited. Luckily Random Mommy was about 4 cars ahead and I mentioned to Munchkin that I could see Buddha and he's there waiting for her... She got excited.

Crisis averted.

Still holding it together, RM pulls up and we chat, I could hear her voice shake, my voice started shaking and we parted ways quickly so we could cry in private. I got to the the curb and Ms. L. opened the door, the Munchkin saw a little boy clinging for dear life to his mom, screaming. She asked the teacher what was wrong with the little boy and if she could cheer him up. I lost it. I told her I loved her, and the door closed. That was it. My baby, gone. Me, left feeling empty. Quiet. Unsure. I drove off leaving a little piece of myself on that curbside.

I got home, fed the twins and went to run some errands before meeting my "First day of pre-school support group" for lunch. While I thoroughly enjoyed my grown up lunch, where we were actually able to carry on a conversation, my mind was on the clock, I kept thinking how early is too early to get to the carpool line?

RM and I were the first ones in line to pick up our babies. Munchkin did good. No potty problems, she ate her entire lunch, which NEVER happens. EVER. That alone is worth the price of her tuition. I know in my heart that this is so good for her, and I know that she is ready for this. It just kills me to not have her with me. I know that I need this, for the sake of the twins. They will never know me in the way that Munchkin baby knew me. There are no more days of just sitting, and holding and giving my undivided attention to just one child. Even my undivided attention to them, is divided. This is my source of guilt. Slowly but surly I will come to terms with someone else taking care of my "number one." They will never do it like I do, or as good as I do, but that's ok. These teachers are all fantastic and they are very good at what they do. I just have to trust them to do it.

So, short story long. It was a bittersweet week. I managed, and will only do better from here. There may be a few more tears, but it's all good.

Friday, September 05, 2008

My Baby........Um, My Big Girl.

I cannot even believe that my "baby" started pre-school this week. Where does the time go?


Thursday, September 04, 2008

Maxi Pads for Infants.

Mary Kate and Ashley have taken to sleeping on their tummies at night now, which by the way does not freak my freak like it did when Munchkin started doing this. I was so paranoid she was going to suffocate herself, I would go in there every 5 minutes and flip her onto her back, to no avail. I'm pretty sure the Doctor deemed me an idiot when I mentioned to him what I was doing.

Anyway... the twins, they are sleeping on their bellies and their diapers are leaking, out of the top front. Evidently my babies can piss like a race horse in their sleep. For 3 days I have been stripping beds and changing sheets, times 2.... Not fun or conducive to my time. I went in search for some advice from TBDMGE (the best damn moms group evah') and I was referred to these little gems called Diaper Doublers. If you haven't seen them, they are inserts that lay inside the diaper to soak up extra pee. Disposable (sorry earth) and cheap (yay, times 2) While I'm sure they are going to serve the purpose, I couldn't get over the fact that they look just like a maxi pad... without wings. Not the innovative new comfy maxi pads, but the old school ones that have no shape or extra moisture wicks. Kotex for babies, who would have thought?

Gross.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Please, Please, Please!

I just wanted to throw this out to everyone that reads my blog and also blogs, I try really hard to keep the names of our family on the down low. If you leave a comment using our real names please don't take offense if it is deleted... also, if you are mentioning us or linking to my blog please do not use our real names.

My blog is public, and I prefer to not have it password protected. I know that if some crazy perv really wants to find us they can, I just prefer to not make it any easier on them...

Thanks to you all and I appreciate you keeping up with us..

Monday, September 01, 2008

Labor Day Fun

Happy Labor Day to you all! Hope yours was as good as ours. We managed to achieve the right mix of football, partying, drinking, being hungover, napping, and spending time with friends. Here are a few pics - thanks to Random Mommy for the impromptu cookout and the toddler crash course in her backyard.


My Auburn Girls

Me with my Girls - Getting ready for our first Auburn party of the season.

Tooty + Buddha + Munchkin + motorized vehicles = Trouble

I can't even begin to tell you how hard we laughed at these kids "driving" these cars...