Have I already done this one or is Frog's deja vu attacking me now?

P.S. I have deja vu frequently. Not sure if it's because my days run together or cause I space off & daydream alot.


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Today he cries!

On the second day of school my YoungOne cries & screams when we get there. So had a tummy ache of guilt and yep, hives again.

3 hours is not long enough though. I have barely accomplished anything. But I did go to Wally world and still was in pleasant spirits when I left. So that's a plus. Must go set up van's direct withdrawl before venturing to school............

Welp, the Princess is disturbing the peace.

The Modern World.

It's a great place, I sent (ok, well technically) a huge pothos plant to Leominster, MA. It's great, she loved it and of course, it looks great in her cute new house. I'd attach a photo, but I am not that cool and it's not my house. My house is that one on the block you drive by and it looks like ToysRus exploded in the yard. Dead flowers, cause screw them, it's hot out. We won't mention to hubby the sending of the plant, well maybe I had mentioned I wanted to, but in my new not spending plan there is no room for anymore long distance house warming. In my defense, it was ordered before my debt proclamation occured. Anyway you can only send expensive plants to those you know won't kill them. So she will have to keep it alive until at least November. It will, its only 3 months, mine at home have toughed thru similiar drought.....

Welp, tired of sweating. Hey, the cookbook is finely done. My OlderOne starts school again tomorrow! Woohoo! Oh yeah, YoungOne enjoyed his day today, kissed me & said bye Mom! Great. I got hives. Where did this new strange emotion symptom come from? Go away, I don't like it. And yes I still have these hives 14 hours later, so it must not have been the trauma of him not missing me.

I have completed 4 scrapbook pages, yes folks, front & back. Some more detailed than others, I didn't want to write cute crap on everyone. But it is all on hold until I get some more covers and some summer paper! I am all caught up til the month of June photos! Yippee! I really want to stay up on this. Since I have the winter to go thru 3 years of YoungOne's life and let's not talk about the 9 years of photos looming for my OlderOne. Do I need a portable shrine to him? His tanned handsome mug is framed all over my house. He has almost the entire photo screen devoted to himself, with the exception of photos of YoungOne thrown in to show how much they resemble each other......Yes, I know, he gets a book too, but not in his paws until he is married with his own kids and will appreciate it!

If I was wealthy a could take 5 friends on vacation.....It would be insane! My friends are all pretty different. It works well to hide my multiple personality disorder. They each have their own realm.

Hi Ho Hi Ho, it's off to school he goes.

Tomorrow is YoungOne's first day of school, so far still excited about it. We shall see how his thinking is in the morning, when I have to WAKE him up early so he can eat breakfast. I am not a mother of structure and scheduling. Back to school in all it's glory is great, except the hauling my ass and the littler butts out of their cozy beds. I love to sleep. Well, once I get to do it that is.

Tonight was back to school night at OlderOne's school. He has a first year teacher. I think these are great, his 1st grade teacher was a first timer. They are so new and excited about teaching. Full of ideas and motivation. And young and not scary like the teachers we all remember. In 4 years of school, Kindergarten excluded, 3 of the teachers have been younger than me! I have good feelings about this year. There was an assignment notebook on every desk so they have to write down the assignments! Yippee, so hopefully we can avoid last years saga's.

Well, school papers to fill out & put in my baby's backpack! Baths to be given and 1st trip away (to school) from Mommie for mommie to fret about....

New focus on debt reduction.

My only vice will be my little stamp group. Please remind when I desire to shop friviously. I really want to do it. I hate my neighbors. I believe in less than 18 months I can be down to the basics & my van payment. I will be good and go back to menu planning and I have been slacking on the grocery list making, thus causing extra trips. NO MORE. So let the debt snowball games begin! Baby Steps Baby Steps. Not an exciting blog. The heat must end also. Come on end of next week!

There is a cricket somewhere in my living room. Oh joy.

Let's put some fun back into dysfunctional.

Well my alone time to the bookstore turned into Mommie & Princess time, which means a quick jaunt in. We went to Sam's, to do pictures, AGAIN. I decided it was more efficient use of time to develop new copies of my digitals for my scrapbooking then to try to remember where the hell I shoved, I mean placed them lovingly. I have ONE page done, granted it is an 8 x 10 of my girl, but it counts damnit! I hit the Hobby Lobby this afternoon with all 3 kids, never again. NEVER. I almost forgot that I went there for double jump rings for Princess's charm bracelet. One wienie dog about to be hooked. Yipee! See I am almost accomplishing several things and school is only mere days away. I did pick up some cute paper in which to do more pages in her scrapbook, which I haven't bought yet. Stamp group hurry and come!

I want some brownie nut fudge ice cream from Goodrich. Every waffle cone Wednesday I tell myself I am going to get some. Never fails, it doesn't make the agenda.

My table is looking like the Frog's with all my looming "scrapbooking" loot. Friday's to do? Type, clean and type some more. Maybe a few loads of laundry too, not leaving the house until it is presentable again. At least when school starts it should be better, less offspring at home to contribute to unkeptness.

I told my mom that when Princess started preschool, I'd help her clean houses. She actually sounded thrilled with that! Mom? That is 3 years (at least, cause so far she is restoring my sanity) away!

Is there a place in your home that is a catchall? Mine? The roll-away dishwasher and the kitchen table. Oh and the end table on the side of the couch. And the....and the....and the. :)

I haven't posted one of these lately!

Lucy Ricardo


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P.S. I didn't make it out for my alone time. Tomorrow, I mean it!

Simple Steps.

Tomorrow night I am going to go sit in a nice quiet Barnes & Noble and relax. There are a couple books I desire to scope out. Simple Steps is supposed to be a back to basics book that in 10 weeks, will assist you in getting control of your life. I saw it on the Today show. I am a goober. I think I have seen them on Oprah too. So, I will look into this. Perhaps I will convince my favorite people to travel the 10 weeks with me. I will share my book! HMM. Can I get in trouble if I list the weekly "goal" on my blog?

On the show they did mention one thing, that I have begun doing prior to scoping out the book. They suggested a "Gratitude Journal" You write 3 things you are grateful for in your life every day. I also am having my OlderOne do this. I told him it could be anything he wants it to be, whatever in his life brings him joy. I told him I don't need to read it so he doesn't have to put in things he thinks I want him to say. I know one of the first things he wrote though was about his Gameboy, cause he got it cause he said he needed to spell it right. Cute. I was trying to find a way for him to learn to express himself. I guess this just fell in my lap! Thankfully. I don't think I will have him do it daily, maybe a few times a week.

So we shall see.

Well no long distance phones calls from the Frog screaming about Schwanny proposing on the rollercoaster over the lake in damn near Arkansas. I don't have any married friends. How strange is that? I would have never thought that I'd be the only married one. This must me remedied. Hmm, can we get Schwanny a session with a hypnotist for Christmas? It is in his mind, it just needs to surface correctly!

I need a beer, please come home Froggie dearest....

Craziness.

I am worth a mere $1,943,620.00. I am irreplaceable. I had done this before and believe I was more valuable then. Apperantly I must have depriacated.

Type recipes, not blog.

Yeah I know I should be recipe'ing. Hubby has kindly reminded me several times. Why do I procrastinate so. Do I enjoy the feeling of having to hurry. Granted there isn't a set time limit persay but, more than 2 weeks and the guilt sets in. Well now I am at almost that point. Yet here I sit.

But hey, YoungOne's clothes did get put away, in case you were holding your breath in anticipation. I didn't scrapbook, I didn't digital picture develop. I took the Princess and wandered around ToysRUs & Barnes & Noble this afternoon. I got all YoungOne's school "supplies" Sharpied on with his name. Woohoo. 1 week & 1 day for him. He asks everyday if it is time for school, so hopefully he will not freak out when it's time to actually go. We shall see.

Enough dragging on. I shall type for awhile.

Someday I will.............

Get my links back up. I have found several new entertaining reads I should/could share. Maybe I enjoy my little bit of selfishness. I have shared tidbits of things from them. IE: Unkymoods and the list that screwed my old page up. Oh well. Not today.

I got the Princess's room all tidied up. Seems since it's been so sticky hot (yeah, I don't have central air, only the window units & her room doesn't have one at the present.) her room has become a catchall. Hell worse than that, a mere path from door to crib. Very sad, very not mom of the year. But now, it is all better. All her clothes are put away, no longer living in the folded basket.

Really I had to do it cause I knew alot of YoungOne's nicer clothes (read here, the one's without Icee stains) were in the baskets as well and with only 1 more week til school starts, I had to locate them and get some resemblance of normalcy back. So organizing those is tomorrows mission and with a little extra luck, OlderOne will get his school clothes put in order too. The halo is returning to my mommieness. Probably time to change his sheets too huh?

Princess's seem to get changed weekly. Ours got done today, only cause they were trying to escape on their own. No not filth, just came undone, so might as well pull them all the way off and start new.
But OlderOne, you have to tell him to do it. and tell him again. and again. He just doesn't pay attention to it. I love clean sheets. I wish I was superMom and had clean fresh sheets every week. Maybe once school starts!

Stop laughing. Hmm, Frog is gone all week. Whatever will I do all day. Oh yeah, my scrapbook stuff arrived. Perhaps I will actually do that. I said stop laughing! Or, as usual I have a cookbook I should be typing.

To do, To do. Have they invented a motivation pill yet? I have lots to do, just lack desire to do it.

NAP.

What's it mean when you go into DMV with your 3 kids to plate your minivan and your new (cause you gave up the vanity ones) plates start NAP. Yup, You are old, have 3 kids and a minivan. Your hair is a mess, you are completely dissheveled. You need a NAP. Stupid new lettering system, at least they wised up to the pointless, doesn't stay on county stickers.

Walt with the Frog was great fun. Omahilarious. That wasn't Walt but one of the other guys. Walt is too dirty to share.

Marriage Rating: Frickinfabulous! Came home from evening to out, to sleeping children & a tidied home!

Queer Eye made me cry!

Ok, don't believe that Queer eye for the straight guy, should be a tear jerker. Tried to call the Frog to tell her maybe Schwanny is just waiting for those 5 guys to come help him out! I loved that show. I don't think I get Bravo, must look into it!

The poor East coast. Everybody have a cold beer and turn the air conditioning on full blast in their honor!
It's official, I am not tough enough to be a New Yorker!

Stamping is not gay.

I had my own little stamping therapy, well thanks to the Frog's Daisy's & ink. I made some cool fridge magnets and since the Frog's fridge is pictureland, I decided she gets a set. I impressed her with my solo stamping efforts. Woohoo!

I also finally took time to take redeye out of a bunch of pictures. But now for some reason, I am having a quandry over getting them saved onto a disk. Brain ache. I will get it. It keeps copying all the pictures and none of the "corrected" ones. Very strange. Perhaps it hunger.

Yippee! Tomorrow is beer with Walt Willey! I love him and don't understand why AMC wants to make him so dumb. Really you can't marry your sister in law, ick. Yeah I know he's done the deed with her too, but jeepers.

Orangey fresh!

My kitchen smells lovely. Now if only I could get my table unburied. Hubby has to work late. Maybe I will get it done, maybe I will keep playing on the computer.

How do people start Christmas shopping in August? I don't know what my kids want now, let alone 4 months from now. Well, take that back, at the moment they are in love with little plastic army men. So I go them some, thankfully they are available in tan & green, so they will know who's is who's. Oh joy.

I need to go get some digital pics printed out. I am slacking. My camera is holding 100 photos at the moment. Craziness. Perhaps I will venture to the ol' Sam's tomorrow.

Welp, time to load the dishwasher!

Watched babies do not roll. Someone came to see Princess roll over, it took her half an hour to oblige, now, she is doing it cause no one is paying attention!

Oh how I wish I lived in Millard.

Then school would be starting tomorrow. Have I mentioned I despise all my neighbors now. Well I do. Too long a story to tell. Old people suck, so do lazy stay at home for no reason annoying fat guys next door. Keep your damn dog in your newly fenced yard you moron, then you wouldn't have to take my kids toys out of it's mouth. It's my yard. It's my kids yard. GO AWAY. Also wish I had a pellet gun to pop old lady in the head who walks up and down the street. Social Services my ass. My mom did inform me she was a bitch when I was a kid too. Every neighborhood has one, right Old Lady Frog?

Downfall to my Princess being able to roll over, when placed in her crib, she rolls over and smashes into the side. Thus ending in pissed off baby screaming!

I am sick of cartoons. Sick of summer vacation. Sick of back to school ads and commercials. I need a nap.
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Incredible clutz boy!

My YoungOne looks so abused. He has scrapes and bruises all over. Just today, while leaving a store he fell and skinned his knee. Cried & screamed for me (granted my hands had the Princess in her heavyass carseat) and he wanted his daddy. Yet tonight we were getting ready to head to dinner and he comes in with a big ol' red scrape looking thing on his forehead, but made not a peep about it? OlderOne said that he laughed about it. Have you all seen the plastic commercial with the mom who says "It'll be a miracle if he makes it to 21?"

Evil-De-Nevil I am raising. I like that new name. Oh, I haven't even told you about his toes! He has 3 on one foot that are tore up. He rides his cars/bikes etc down the hill, without shoes. I make him wear them out, but that is as long as they are on. Mangled I tell you. No foot modeling for him.

I am feeling obligated to create a new "word"........I shall ponder up some creativity. At the moment I am fresh out.

Married Life Rating: Hysterical! Hubby's brother decided if he ever moved away he would tell people he was an orphan with only 1 brother. Cause as usual the "others' are insane. The Griswoldians are now picking (? not really the right word for) potatoes. POTATOES and selling corn on the sides of roads for a farmer. Ok, the corn thing only slightly funny. The potato thing far more pathetic. Sister In Law's (the nice yet annoying one) son who's name rhymes with my YoungOne, is 15, and when it's "convienent" for said SIL, He has a "learning disability and/or a short attention span". Granted he plays video games 10 hours a day, but I digress. He has completed drivers ed, by some scary Iowa dumbass standards, he failed the initial written license part countless times til finally in some podunk town some little old lady read him the questions and told him which ones to study and then regave him the exact same test the next week. Ok...on to potatoes. On the first day, he goes with the grandparents to Mr. Farmer. Grandparents wonder off. Mr. Farmer gives nephew form to fill out so as he can get paid to pick the potatoes. Nephew (who "can't read, but gunna drive a car") says to Mr. Farmer, "No, I don't need to fill this out, I will do it for free!" BECAUSE he can't read/understand what the hell it is. OOHHHH MY GOD! I love these people. But he is either dumb or he isn't. You can't pick and choose his level of dumbness to suit what he or you want to do.

Bottomline, if I truelly believed my child had a problem: a) I wouldn't move him to a puny town with no really qualified "special ED" teachers. b) I most certainly wouldn't think to let him behind a 2000 lb vehicle. and c) I wouldn't share all the dumbass stories of all the things that occur.

He is not dumb, she lets him not try. She makes excuses for him. She blames the schools for him not trying. She blames OPS, granted, not a stellar school district, but when my son was not reading to his potential, we were enlisted to help, they gave him extra help. As parents we are responible for the minds we create. It is our obligation to our children to push them when they want to give up. Not to make excuses.

Gee I can't wait to spend tomorrow evening trapped on a farm with them. No not pickin potatoes. Cake & ice cream!

I am the Mama.

NO, not the dumb dinosaur "sitcom" from way back! Tonight while celebrating with the way drunk Frog, I found myself showing baby pictures. Granted the intended victims last saw/met me while I was nearly 9 months preggy. But still whipping pictures out of the wallet unsolicited? Call me Kathy Lee, I didn't really have any chat worthy conversations not referring to my small beloveds either. Lame o' me in my minivan.

It did however have it's first non-Momzilla guests this evening though. They were nice and said it wasn't bad. Which, I have said, it's not, but it is a minivan. We all go thru life swearing we will never own one. Now, here I am, precisely 90 days from being 30 (thanks Frog for having such a swell date of birth!) I have ever thing I dreamed of having, with the exception of there being a few "extra" kids, I don't own my house and I still don't know what I want to be when I am a grown up. And here is "grown-up" looming!?

I got a nifty bracelet and toe ring tonight too! I love them. Lisa does a bang up job.

I love Dove chocolate. They are chocolate promises. They taste sooooo yummy and have cute little notes on the inside of the wrappers. Though chocolate & Coors Light don't usually mix, but I was starving when I got home.

Well my hair reeks of smoke from the interesting Homy Inn and I still haven't watched All My Children from this afternoon. So quick shower and my vcr.

New Segment: Married Life Rating for the day is: Satisfied! Always glad to no longer have to deal with the woes of dating and sadness that can occur in singlehood.

Yeah so I am cheating!

I changed my time zone to make today tomorrow already. Happiest of Birthday to my Froggiest friend! We have been thru far too many of these and I am still up for calling it quits on aging, quick hurry the clock is counting down!

Stamping was peaceful, no stamp hogging, no dirty looks for being obnoxious. Very enjoyable. Can't wait to do it again. Hmm, was a pottery date set or still TBA?

My Princess rolled all the way over while I was gone. :( She had been rolling almost all the way, but we decided it wouldn't be official until she pulled the rollie pollie arm from under her rollie pollie bellie.
AND I missed it, no Hubby didn't take a picture of her doing it, nor get the video camera out, but he did have the YoungOne call me at the store to tell me. Well HELL, if I wouldn't have had to stop for milk, I could have been there for it..... I will have many more firsts, I know. Rolling will never beat the first laughs I got teary-eyed over when he was out of town. Those are still the best and thankfully more frequent!

Oh! I almost forgot, Frog, I saw this and thought of you! I'm not saying we should take out all the stupid people, but let's just take the warning labels off everything and let nature take its course.

Almost a real blog!

Well, now if I get my links back up I may be presentable again. Time is not on my side. Busy busy, can school start already!

I am gunna give my Princess a quick tub, change shirts and head off to pick up another cookbook ( I promise not to take 2 weeks of procrastination to accomplish 2 days work again) and then to STAMP GROUP! Oh how I have missed it & my Princess is staying her crabby little butt at home!

I think therefore...

I think I gave myself a new comments link? Let's try it out!

The post that ate the old blog!

I found this on another blog, it is what caused the distruction of the old blog. In saving it everything got all jacked up. Now I am comment less, link less (cause I am lazy) and Meterless.


Things My Mother Taught Me


My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE-
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning!"

My mother taught me RELIGION -
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL:-
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

My mother taught me LOGIC-
"Because I said so, that's why."

My Mother taught me LOGIC...#2
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

My mother taught me FORESIGHT -
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

My mother taught me IRONY -
"Keep crying and I'll give you something to cry about."

My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS -
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper!"

My mother taught me about CONTORTIONIST -
"Will you "look" at the dirt on the back of your neck!"

My mother taught me about STAMINA -
"You'll sit there 'till all that spinach is finished."

My mother taught me about WEATHER -
"It looks as if a tornado swept through your room."

My mother taught me how to solve PHYSICS PROBLEMS -
"If I yelled because I saw a meteor coming toward you; would you listen THEN?"

My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY -
"If I've told you once, I've told you a million times - Don't exaggerate!!!"

My mother taught me THE CIRCLE OF LIFE -
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION -
"Stop acting like your father!"

My mother taught me about ENVY -
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do!"

My Mother taught me about ANTICIPATION...
"Just wait until we get home."

My Mother taught me about RECEIVING....
"You are going to get it when we get home!"

My Mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE...
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."

My Mother taught me to THINK AHEAD...
"If you don't pass your spelling test, you'll never get a good job."

My Mother taught me ESP...
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you're cold?"

My Mother taught me HUMOR...
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

My Mother taught me how to BECOME AN ADULT...
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

My Mother taught me about GENETICS...
"You're just like your father."

My Mother taught me about my ROOTS...
"Do you think you were born in a barn?"

My Mother taught me about WISDOM OF AGE...
"When you get to be my age, you will understand."

And my all time favorite... JUSTICE...
"One day you'll have kids ... and I hope they turn out just like you!

Well now here is a bummer. My sister in law (the cat one, not the "annoying one") had a kitty die this morning. What an awful thing to wake up to. I must go buy a card as her kitties are her babies. This kitty's name was Bart and she had had him since just before or right after her and the brother in law married, so he was around 17 years old. Which I know is good for a kitty. But she is devastated, rightfully so, considering he wasn't even her diabetic cat. Additional note: All her cats are old, her stress is not going to lessen anytime soon. Sorry for the sad post, but it made me teary cause I feel so bad for her.