We interrupt our regularly scheduled summer fun....
Because we have an invader among us.
A nasty, unwanted, unwelcome guest.
That has turned their smiling faces into grimaces.
That's right.
It's Pukefest 2010.
Snappy started it. 6:30 this morning.
I do not do 6:30 well.
I do not do puke well.
I do not do messes well. Especially continuous messes.
TRex followed suit a couple of hours later. All aboard the puke train!
There were moments I thought I was joining them. I really hate to puke. And, I have this thing where when someone is sick near me or talks about being sick, I immediately feel like I am. I'm holding out hope that the nausea I've had today is sympathy pains or my slight hypochondria. So far, I am puke-free. (knock on wood)
Days like today make me certain I'd like to get rid of every inch of carpet in my house. Really, concrete floors with drains in the middle of the room so that I can just hose it all off would be ideal.
I
sure hope these sweeties get over it quickly. There's much fun to be
had and it sucks to be stuck inside.
Music has had such a profound influence in my life. I love how I can hear a song and be transported to another time, be flooded with memories, almost be able to make out the smells of the memories. For someone with a memory as bad as mine, music that can trigger those things are pure gold. I'd love to sit down one day and make out a "Soundtrack of My Life". What fun that would be but, oh what an undertaking.
And so, because I like to reminisce, talk about music and challenge others....
No matter what one's political affiliation may be or what your personal stance is on the wars our country finds itself in, my wish is that all Americans, regardless of race, gender, religion can remember every single day that our freedom is not free. It comes with a price that not all of us must pay.
There are certain people that rise up and say, "I will pay this price for you. I will put my life on the line for you and for what is right." They do it so that we don't have to. They do it, not ... Continue reading...
Ahhhhh, randomness. Embrace it. You know you love it.
Lolidots Law #11 - A child at rest will stay at rest until you get in the shower.
Or get on the phone.
Or apply the hair dye.
Why is it that when a neighbor is mowing their grass it is almost mandatory that you say "You can mow mine next!" and then the two of you laugh like it's the first time anyone's ever made that joke?
Why do you always feel like you forgot something until the day you did leave the iron on? Were you forgetting to leave it ... Continue reading...
Man, the weekend went by so fast that it took Monday with it! There was much accomplished around here this weekend though and, once again, it was oh so very nice to have 0007 around all weekend! I could get used to this no overtime stuff.
So, Monday was sucked into the oblivion of the weekend but, it's Tuesday and I'm rarin' to go!
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I sure am! Now that 0007 is on overtime lockdown and I know he'll be home all weekend, I am jazzed for it to be Friday!
Let's get the party started with some 5QF for Mama M! Check out her blog for the skinny on how it works!
Oh, and don't forget, if you wanna join us for the Texas Blog Party, you are welcome and you can click HERE to check it out! It'll be off the hizz, fo sho! Ok, it'll be really cool and fun. You should come!
I think that one of the best compliments when it comes to cooking is for people to be so full at the end of the meal that they just want to change into sweats and take a nap. If 0007 is so busy stuffing his face that he can't comment on the meal, I know I did good.
I've been asked to share some of my recipes. I can do that.
But, we'll need to start with a few disclaimers.
*I very rarely have good measurements for my recipes. "Shit load", "dash", "just a tad", "crap ton", are some of my measure... Continue reading...
Rules? Yep, there are rules. Share 7 things and give it to 7 peeps.
Alrighty. Here we go.
1. When I was in fourth grade I was getting teased by a mean little snot who was calling me short all the time. I wasn't quite the quick wit back then that I am today. I turned to my daddy. In his infinite wisdom, he told me to tell the little d-bag that "I'd rather be short and smart than ta... Continue reading...
I am so on the ball this week! Not only am I actually doing Post It Note Tuesday but, it's still friggin' Monday as I'm typing this! Whaaaaa? I didn't wait til the last minute? Whaaaa?
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Mom, Wife, Seamstress, Crafter, Cook, Finder of Lost Toys, Pudding Maker, Coffee Drinker, Snuggler, Loud Talker, Unconventional Parent in a constant state of organized chaos.
A.K.A. - Robin
0007
Father Extraordinaire, Loving Husband, Fixer of Everything, deep thinking, pet loving, game playing, rock and rolling, picture taking, Superman to his wife and children.
My soulmate, my rock.
TRex
Big Brother to Snappy. TRex is our 6 year old, super crazy, high energy, sensitive and sweet, unbelievably intuitive, movie quoting, story telling, dinosaur loving, mini-Superman. (and sometimes Spiderman or Hulk or Wolverine or one of many other characters.)
Snappy
Sister to TRex. Snappy is our 3 year old, baby toting, crayon loving, song singing, cuteness connoisseur, giggling, stubborn little Princess. She is both a Daddy's Girl and a Mommy's Girl. And she's figuring out how to twist TRex around her finger.
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