To Nino or Knot

Ok, horrible pun. I was enjoying much needed no kid time this evening. Was even going to extend my adventure until upon Halloween relapse of memory, I hadn't made the knotty blankie for stepmom's birthday on Sunday. No time tomorrow for there are still procrastinating pumpkins to be jackolanterneyes'd (yeah i know it's spelled wrong it was my feeble attempt at humor) and grocerying to be done cause Sunday despite the falling back of an hour will be busy with Birthdays and Candy Begging! So that left a few empty (insert: sober) hours to do the blankie tonight.

Just once it'd be nice to come home to a house full of sleeping kids. No such luck. YoungOne held in there until the damn blanket was done. The wind is crazy, thus making Puppy a little off, all the rustling leaves I suppose.

Anyway so only OlderOne's blankie is left to be done. Someday. Maybe when it's snows.
Or perhaps I will "allow" him to help! Yeah, that's a bang up plan. Now if I can remember to actually buy tiles while AT Lowe's, I can finish up Christmas present making, well as soon as I figure out what to do on the ones' for the newest inlaw family. Oh my heck.

Be so impressed, 2 posts in 2 days (in a row!) Trick or Treat, smell my feet, gimme someplace to retreat! Hmm, ok so not a poet.

WifeSwapped Desperate Housewife

Yeah So I watch a little too much brainrot TV! But the Sox won, too bad I am not getting a vacation to see Magoo & his Mommy for my bday this year. I miss them.

Hubby swapped out our new phone with the old before I could write down the numbers in the "phonebook" thingy. Crap. Can't call anyone, I have no braincells for number remembering, but at least the new phones have the numbers on them so if my Mom visits I don't have to dial for her. Try telling her they haven't changed location since invented I believe. SO. Must locate parts to old phone & try & retrieve info. Hmm, or maybe just send emails out requesting it! Ha, talk about lazy! That's me..

Ok, back to title. How does one acquire the compulsive cleaning disorder? I have checked out the Flylady, not catching the bug yet. I watch the show. (Clean Sweep too, no help) Desperate Housewives, I am the mom leaving her heathens on the side of the road, longing to medicate (myself) and realizing how uncontrolabley I love them. SICK. I tell ya.

I just need this disorder temporarily. I won't abuse it I promise. Or can one of them just show up here, I can be the "pigsty" house, ok, minus the funky hairball things they all seem to have floating around on their floors. I am readily admitting this need. My flaw. It used to only be my bedroom. I blame my mom. If she would've just let IT be a mess, then I wouldn't be this way today. Ok, not really.

Think it's possible to throw away EVERY marker in my house? I made the mistake of having to chase puppy into OlderOne's room. OMG. I am my mother. It was awful, and the words came outta my mouth...... Help me, I can't turn into her!

Stop the insanity. Tell me how! Where do I start really. I watched some disorder about people who SAVE everything. That is not me. But it sure seems close. Ok, my kids save EVERYTHING. ex: Recent Target therapy resulted in Spidey Bath collection for YoungOne (anything to get him to bathe)....I take all supplies minus the lipbalm(big mistake, he thinks he has Angelina Jolie lips and smears the crap to his ears)and put it in the linen closet and throw the box away. It has now been thrown away about 12 times. NOW he is carrying it around with change & some little "notes".

I don't think I have mentioned how my insane list writing is rubbing off on him now have I? He is making lists. Scribbling in notebooks. Stealing MY notepads. Just yesterday at dinner there were 4 little yellow pads on the table and now, tonight when I went to grab one to plan out tomorrow...GONE. Probably to markerville upstairs. Did I mention he is only 4 and can't really write let alone make a list. THUS adding more mess as I pick (and try to throw away) 800 little papers a day.

I think Nutti needs to come organize me still or better yet, I need to plan a get together, forcing me to clean before Christmas else I am gunna be devoured by my OCNCD (obsessive compulsive NOT cleaning disorder) not to be confused with CHAOS (can't have anyone over syndrome).

You GO Martha

Can't wait for her to get out & publish that Joy of Microwave Cooking book! I supported her efforts today and bought a comforter on clearance at K*mapart. I love Martha. I don't care what anyone thinks. She will be bigger & better (and should go to Target instead to complete my Therapy)

To Celebrate My love of Martha....

This weekend I/we (they don't know it yet)are going to find pine cones, smear them with peanut butter and roll them in bird seed and put them out for the critters. (ok, so Real Simple, Not Martha or LIVING seeing that her name is SO small on there now)

Tomorrow must concoct a chicky pot pie suitable for giving kindly to healing Mr (overly mowing lawnman) aka Mr Earl May. And a cake, that does look so yummy they may just get brownies instead! j/k and some movies..... So far tonight only thing accomplished is the movies.

oh yeah, must take Princess to Dr. for her hacking which is preventing me from getting any sleep. Damn cough, went away and now it's back with a vengence. Hacking at me..."You suck, Bad Mommie...." Hack...Hack....

Hubby is home. He took today & tomorrow off. WHY? Not so sure. But ok with it, cept, still getting nothing done and I haven't seen a soap all week. There is something so wrong with that.

Crappo, I never did make my Rice Krispie treats either. Slacker. The box is staring at me. G o A w a y!

Forgot it was water day, now I have a bunch of empty bottles and full bottles taking up space. Argh.

BLogging isn't getting anything done. It's late. I am sleep deprived and neurotic.

Did you know Ostrich does taste better than beef? On a burger at least. Well the bite I timidly took of it. Thanks Wild Oats. See you tomorrow for some essential oils to calm my soul.

I am jealous. Someone better have brought home some kinda book from this pursey beer fest. Damn Hacking Princess. No, not really. Love her.

AND for those counting down with me..it's over...time for bed! Later Chickapeas!

And today on Dr Phil.....

Ha, I really did try to watch him today, cause I saw it was about bratty kids...and well wouldn't you know, the noise level in my house was to much and I couldn't f'n hear it. They only stopped their noise to listen to the screamin kids on the tv! OMG.

Sometimes I feel like an awful neighbor, well at least when their windows are open. Who the F wants to hear me yell and/or my kids scream. YoungOne is in fine form these days. I am sick to death of his desire to wear only certain clothes (aka, the ones that DON'T fit) Yes, I am almost missing Capt. Undies about now.

I can't go outside for a moment of peace (grown up chit chat w/ Mrs Earl May) without them coming out a being nosey and loud or trying to run down the driveway or letting the dog loose.

Life has gone from Target therapy to Laundry therapy cause I discovered the joy & wonderfulness of this! Everyone must go buy the vanilla/lavendar! I love it so, shameless plug or not!

BUT could someone please put AWAY all these clean folded clothes!

Selfish ME day!

Today has been all about ME! I went to the mall cause I finally talked myself into THIS But who knew! I'd have to get on a LIST! OMG. I am so not good at waiting, let alone waiting for makeup! So I got ME some new jammies (ok, Princess got some too) and I got some comfy Karen*Neuburger slipper socks! OH SO SOFT! Now I am on a hunt for her bedding line which someone has got to carry. And then after din I (kiddoless even) went with Mrs. Neighbor to the Candleroom for some much overdue candleing. Oh how I love thee! AND I got a bonus! A 'Mominit' key chain. Though I did enjoy the Grandaminit one...for the sake of swearing.

Would have been a perfect day cept Herman Munster was debating the Prez hence no WifeSwap. God I love that show. Oh, and briefly Princess was feigning like she broke/injured her arm. She'd cry any time she tried to move it or you touched it. I figure it was cause I had planned to leave the house alone! But thanks to Miracle Mom, a little Motrin, Some Strawberry Milkshake and quality tubby time all is "healed". The Chocolate Milkshake smelled pretty damn yummy too but I went for this, skipping the Pina Colada too. We all know how I love that smell too. But I was going for simple. I like the fact that this is shampoo, conditioner & body wash. I wish we had a "girls only" bathroom with a big ol' whirlpool tub.

But Hubby's jeans are yelling to be dried so.....Tomorrow I shall enjoy the comfiness of all day in New Jammies, fabo candles and some potato soup ala crockpot (if I decide I am brave enough!)


PS. I turned the heat on. Hope I didn't need to cover the plants.

Just under a month

Ok. 31 is looming. Time to set some goals. Priorities. Life stratagies. Begin a plan to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. There is so much I haven't done.I thought by thirty, I would know who I am. I do not. Well other than I am a mommy of three & the pup. I was watching Dr Phil the other day (um, yeah, big mistake) It was the show about what if everything in your life suddenly changed.

Well Dr. Phil, I'd be screwed. Cause as of yet, not sure there is a vast calling for matching hair bows to the day's outfit and multi blog reading.

Then all the other horrid what if's. What if something (God Forbid) happened to Hubby, what if he lost his job... What if's are bad. Very depressing.

So. First plan. Getting all finances in order. With a plan. I shall not bore you all with the entire list. But trust me, it's a big one. Maybe Nutti can come organize for me on her breaks for CSI'ing.

I wish I was more domestic. By domestic, I mean annoyingly clean. Just once I would like everything in it's place. No clutter. No dust. No stepping on Trix.

WifeSwap is a curse. I would be the horrible house. With the unruly children. Hubby, well I guess some people might not like him, but he is nothing like those on tv. Just quiet. Not as quiet as he used to be though.

I could totally stand to have another dumpster.

I need to go buy some vitamins. I must to B12 defienct. Totally empty. I think that's the energy one.

It's time for All My Children. Hmm, maybe I could be a soap writer. All The Grays in My Head.....Stay tuned for local listings.

I made a blankie!

Among other oddball things I chose to do today other than clean the house. It took 2 hours and I think I have carpel tunnel. AND I know the pieces are uneven cause it got to be a bitch trying to tie them at the end. Next one, will follow my made up version of directions better. (aka: do it without kids & dog in the house) Very hard to do with them trotting all over it. Perk. Impressed the shit outta Hubby by making said not difficult blankie.

Funny thing, I watched the local news do several stories on whooping cough, none gave any symptoms though. Does one just begin whooping. Cause I do so like to whoop! No seriously, bad reporting.

Hubby made a chicken and it was actually pretty damn yummy. AND he did the dishes. He has been doing them for I think just over a week or so now. He finally realizes our kids use alot of cups & bowls. Bizarre? UM. no.

Must finish my Christmas project...Falling as behind as poor Princess's scrapbook. As we are coming up on the time of year of the last entry. Halloween. Oh my.

Well. Time for bed. Sorry to wake you to leave......