Friday, March 31, 2006
My husband always chuckles when he walks into the office.. to see that I have a monkey on my back. He decided to be a smartass and take this photo, which is crap of me. But I love it, because it is just one of those great things kids do that make you happy. Usually in the evening, before bed time, he'll come in and crawl into my office chair with me. He perches himself in the back and either watches TV, or checks to see what I'm up to. I call him my chair troll. Obviously I'm reading here, or something. But kids are so silly, and they grow up so darn fast. When he's 16, I don't know that I'll be able to squeeze him into the chair with me anymore. And I don't think I'll want him to!!
No bashing me, this isn't DListed :) I just wanted to blog some of my favorite photos. So now I'm off.. we have date night. I think we'll hit a movie. Do you think he's ready for Basic Instinct 2? Perhaps if I take him to a movie that shows what psychos women are, he won't want to date until he's 50??!! Well, or my husband thought it might make him gay? To see Sharon Stone's 77 year old .. um... stuff? Yowsa!!!!! I think we'll do Ice Age 2 then!!
Thursday, March 30, 2006
I know that MK loves Jordan. However, she looks like a female version of Mr. Incredible. He had a photo of her peddlin' her books... I'm afraid I had to have my way with it :) Don't you think they could be related??? She has the HUUUUUUGE upper body and that TINNNNY lower body :) BWAHHAHAHHAHAH!
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Does it ever end? We finally get the OK for Monkey Boy to return to school today. The nurse felt he was a bit too sore yesterday, and she wanted us to give the lice an additional day to get the heck outta here. So, today she gave us the all clear.. and Monkey got to go back to his little 1st grade class of curtain climbers. Last week baseball was cancelled due to weather, and then he missed Saturday (lice), Monday (head wound) and Tuesday (combination!) practice. So after school my husband felt they should practice out front, the weather was beautiful. Bad idea. After about 20 minutes I hear whaling.... BWAAAAAAAAHH!!!! At this point, I'm ready to crawl under my desk because my last nerve is still in shock. He walks in and there is a huge welt on his cheek. Of course, he missed the ball. Instead of hurling fast balls at his head, he was doing the higher not so hard pitch, but if it is missed then it gains even more inertia as it falls from the sky. And I know, there's food all over his face. It's just a never ending battle. You just can't feed them anything with a red sauce! HEY!! But that's proof that I DO at least FEED him!!!
So. There y'are. I'm going to jail. I hope y'all will write me!! And send me cigarette $$!! I don't smoke, but I hear I need cigs to keep people from beating my butt!!
Monday, March 27, 2006
So, it's been a bad weekend for the Monkey Boy. Saturday we discovered that he has head lice. Ugh. I'm guessing it came from the baseball helmets they share at baseball practice. Who knows. It's a whole new thing for us, so it sent the house into chaos on Saturday. Washing, bathing, bombing, picking... me grossing out. Today was back to normal, but I kept him home from school as I would hate for Monkey to be the one spreading lice. So he and his gladiator buddy were playing tonight and I hear this WHUMP and then BWAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Monkey comes into my office whaling and holding his head, so of course I go to rub his head and tell him he'll be OK... to find blood all over my hands. BWAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!
Yah, he's OK. He was such a brave little man, he didn't cry once he realized he wasn't dying. And of course as long as Mom and Dad weren't freaking out at the blood. Blech. And the doctor was being all calm, but looking at us giving us 'those' faces :) The cut was deep enough that he also checked the bone while there. Blech. My husband is a bit crazy and thought it would be fractured or something. It's not like they were swinging cleavers or something. So, he has officially gotten his first stitches. And is doing fine now :) I hope tomorrow is a happy and calm day :) Although, he is grounded now for getting stains on his new shirt!! AAAAHAHAHAHH!! Oh, and I am SO happy his friend went with us, because that question the doctor asked Monkey Boy, "WHO did this to you??!!"... WHEW!!
Sunday, March 26, 2006
I think he's still working on the sofa.. but he brought me your chair today. "Here, put this on your blog! It's the chair!"... so I took photos. This is quickly turning into a Monkey Boy Blog :)
Now he wants to add his 2 cents: "Chair. It goes squeak. I did not know how to make a chair the first time. " I asked him if he's going to make the sofa... "Yes"
So now you know the REST of the story :) I'm not sure if the angry little man comes with the chair, Pixie :)
Friday, March 24, 2006
So the Monkey asked that I post his newest creation. Actually, he has a whole fleet of ships on my office floor, but I thought I would post this one for him. He said, "Mom, put this on your blog." Which made me chuckle. Blog is a word I never used as a child, that's for sure. Technology is so crazy.
This is some sort of multi-level ship. It looks a bit chaotic because he has built some sort of UFO or something, and they are laying inside the ship. One of them has an arm that swings and knocks things over. "An airplane that has a knife" he is now telling me. "I made the ship out of LEGO's. It was hard to build a lot. Mmmmm. I added a lot of detail. I build a freaky tank. Even on my other ship I have people. I worked hard on the second ship. I put a lot of color stuff on it. That's it. Thank you for looking, you get a trophy." Uh, yeah, be lookin' for those trophies in the mail :)
I was browsing 'Swim At Your Own Risk' and discovered that Bernard Lacoste has died. The man that came up with the little alligator logo IZODs. ..sigh... Man, that brought up a bunch of memories of my youth. I had a yellow one, I loved it. I thought I was sooooo cool. My parents, completely devoid of the fashion NEEDS of teenage girls, couldn't understand why I didn't like the K-Mart brand :) Of course, I now appreciate their lack of caring since they were raising 4 growing kids... and I have a hard enough time keeping up with one!! And for Christmas one year my sisters gave me (OK, it was a hand-me-down, but I loved it anyway) a red IZOD sweater. It had a huge alligator on the front, same color yarn as the rest of the sweater. So, it didn't jump out at you.. it was very 'adult' and I thought I ruled the world. Which I did. For about a month. Until my Mother washed it with bleach. Along with my Gloria Vanderbilt jeans. I love you Mom, but you can't do laundry to save your life.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Lastnight my sister called me.
Insane Sister: DID YOU SEE AMERICAN IDOL??
Unsuspecting Me: Nope, sorry, missed it. Who got booted?
Insane Sister:You won't believe it!!
Unsuspecting Me: Sure I will, I bet it was that 12 year old?
Insane Sister: UH!!! HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT ABOUT MY KEVIN?
Unsuspecting Me: Because he looks like a 12 year old?
Insane Sister: BUT HE LOOKS LIKE MONKEY BOY!!!
So, just to prove to y'all, she never visits my son or spends ANY time with him. Otherwise, there is NO WAY those words would have come out of her mouth!
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Crazy sister said .."Well, I have basically gone to lunch with Dad EVERY day because if I don't then he'll end up coming over to my house..." And yes, Dad pays. But then she follows up with a discussion on how she is going out on Saturday with my other sister and her friend. "I don't know what he (my brother) is doing on Saturday, but we're going out and I don't want him around. It's just the girls. And I need a break!". He has only been there, because he was helping her get her house prepared to sell it. That girl always needs a break.. from doing nothing. She doesn't work. Doesn't have kids. Is almost 40. Doesn't do anything constructive other than clean house.. but nobody is ever home to mess it up as her husband is out of town 5 days a week. And now that they're moving, he is already set up in the new town and has an apartment until they sell their house. So, her house is in 'show' condition for people to come and look at it.. she can't do anything there anyway.
I just get so angry at the whole "I need a break" comment. Seriously. If she actually did something, I wouldn't mind. Break all you want. Vacation away. But she sounds so stressed out and overworked all the time. God forbid she ever has to get a real job.
I just can't believe we're actually related. I think she's nuts :)
Friday, March 17, 2006
So while working.. ugh.. I buzzed past the BRAVO channel. And there is a show on, Project Jay. Sounded interesting, winner of Project Runway and his experience in NY I guess is it? And it's a series? For all I know, it's a re-run.. I'm so behind the times. But this guy really is funny. They showed some of the gowns from his final show on Project Runway.. they were very cool. I so love fashion and just looking at the ideas designers come up with. It's like art.. but you can wear it. Heidi Klum, she is also on the Project Runway show, asked him to make her a dress for the Golden Globes. He stressed and basically lost his mind. Hired this really great guy to help him in the last 2 days... and she called the day OF to cancel. Well, no, she had her people call his people and his agent called him to let him know. "She's going with something more Mother Earth." HUH? I would go INSANE working with celebs. Seriously. The dress he created really was beautiful, a friend of his modeled it. The dress Heidi ended up wearing looked like this really ugly floral curtain thing I have draped around my husbands desk hiding the cables. Which I keep meaning to get rid of because it truly is hideous. I bought the fabric on the clearance rack... and I'm certain that's where they bought hers also. Does anyone else watch it? I really like this designer. I suppose I'll try to remember to watch the show in the future, as I'd like to see if he makes it.
OK, incase you don't know, that's a reference from 'Along came Polly'. The nude diver that showed up on the honeymoon?? "You for skuuuba"? What was his name... Luben??? :)
So, while working I like to leave my little office TV on. I like HGTV and such, it motivates me. Well, more it makes me angry because I never get these great projects done. BUT, I can at least see what it WOULD look like if I had the time!! But there was a commercial for a robot 'Scooba'. So neat! It's a little mopping/sweeping robot for hard floors. Now that would be useful. I am not so keen on the vacuum ones, I don't think they would really get in there and git-er-done. But, can you go wrong with a little mopping robot? I am adding it to my Christmas list immediately.
You can read about it here.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
OK, so he's still totally not grasping the object of the game. But, he is hilarious to watch!! We're not big baseball fans in our house, so it's not like we have ever watched a game. Tuesday it was his job to watch 1st base. So he stood there. Even if the ball came somewhat close.. he didn't leave that base. Noooo way. "Pssst, Monkey Boy, you're supposed to go after the ball." The consequences of Mom and Dad interfering? He was running ALL over the field. 3rd base.. 2nd base... home. AAAAAAHHAHHA!!! And to top it off, as the coach was yelling at one kid to 'run home'.. Monkey Boy took off and ran 1st... 2nd... 3rd... AAAAHHAHAH!!! Nevermind that he was supposed to be playing on 1st base. He's just such silly fun :)
I posted a few photos. I figured it was inappropriate to post images of people without their approval, so I blocked them out. Just to clarify why there were witness protection boxes :)
Holy Cow! I just checked to see what Oprah's show will be today. I like the punishment. And here it is:
'Oprah talks about her bad hair day'
I had plans. Going to have to cancel them now. HOW can anyone miss that show?
PS... spell checker wanted to change Oprah's to ovary's. AAAAHHAHHAH!
Yesterday I couldn't get this to upload to Blogger.. and the images have been giving me pain the last 2 days. GOSH, I'm going to COMPLAIN about this FREE SERVICE!! ..snicker..
Happy BELATED Birthday !!!!
So, yesterday I was working along. Freeloader did my grocery shopping, which is GREAT! He loves to do it, I hate to. I guess after doing it so long, it's just not as much fun. But, especially not on 10 cent listing fee day on eBay. Assclowns an their 1 day notice. So, Freeloader decided to make lasagna.. and can that boy cook! It smelled so good in here all day. Well, OK, and it also smelled all night which was a bit disturbing. But, 1 hour before his glorious food extravaganza was done, I got the call. "It's mom's birthday!! Can you meet us for dinner?"... holy cow. My bestest buddy Beta was turning 38. Eh.. I mean 23!! We grew up together, her family was my adopted family. We met in middle school. I am the crappiest friend ever at getting together with my friends, ask around! So how could I not? Plus, that I forgot it was her birthday, I'm such a wanker. I barely remember my own! So, Mr NV, Monkey Boy and I hurry and get all spiffed up. Poor Freeloader... "Where are you going???" AAAAAAAAAHHAHAHH!!!! However, he handled it really well. Personally, had I cooked all day and then everyone left? It would have been hurled into the back yard for the beasts in the woods.
So, I am not such a crappy friend after all. Well, this week. YAY!! We had dinner at a Japanese Steakhouse.. complete with shrimp being hurled at our heads.. and that magical yellow sauce they put on everything. And it was really great to spend time with Beta and her crazy family. Including daughter that is like 14 now and it feels like she was just born yesterday! I remember when Beta brought her home! Where does time go????
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
So yesterday my favorite neighbor came over with chocolate Easter eggs. Yum :) "Want some?"... of course! Then she laughed, "Well, I read your blog and thought I'd bring some chocolate." Ah-HA! So if I ask for it.. it will come??
I need $10,000,000.00 and a Jaguar XKE. I have attached a photo so there is no confusion. And if you guys need anything, be sure to add it to the list! 'Girl Next Door' is AWESOME :)
Monday, March 13, 2006
So she called again. Waited until 12:00.. smart girl. Would you believe she did ask me today "How is everything there??"... then cut me off. But, it's OK, didn't feel like wasting my breath anyway. Heard all about how she was annoyed that someone wanted to come by and view her house yesterday (it's for sale) during the severe weather. Can't be upset with that comment, I would have been too! Who goes out to look at homes while there are tornado sirens?? OK, we might.. but we're odd. So she asked about my Mother, they're not speaking now. Summary.. because she told my mother she should start researching homes for the elderly ... ugh. Anyway, I told her that Mom came to the baseball practice Saturday.. I was surprised. I didn't think she would find the location. "Oh, really? Well, so I guess we're going to have to schedule who goes to what practice then." WHAT? I really had to choke back a huge laugh. Seriously. I've told her about each practice so far, and not once did she say, "Where?"... "When?"... nothing. Not until my Mother actually showed up at one. Why? Because NOW she has an excuse not to come at all... which was what she was doing in the first place. "Well, I was afraid Mom would be there." I know that excuse is coming. Not that I ever ask why she doesn't come anyway!
And don't get me started on the school field trip for Monkey Boy's. I had called her the night before because I felt very sick, and I never ever ask her for favors. I asked if she could go on the field trip to help because I didn't think I'd be up to it at all. "Oh, sure, I'll call you back later." .. no call.. no call.. I went to bed early. Got up.. no call. So, I just got ready and went with my husband. We had signed up as 2 adults, because they need adults to help watch the monkeys. I called her from the school... just incase I missed her call and she was frantically looking for us or lost trying to find the school. "Did you think you might be coming?"... "Oh, you know, I totally forgot! I'm on my way to get my hair done right now.. so I'll have to pass." Ended up with pneumonia a week later and went to the hospital.. I blame her :)
Oh, to the point, she called to tell me that they were having way cool things on QVC or some other home shopping channel.. and that I needed to be sure and watch. .... I'll get right on it ...
Why is it when men express an opinion.. they're talking. When women express an opinion.. we're suffering from PMS? Seriously? Can anyone explain it? Are men just so completely incapable of offering a response, that the only thing they can say is, "Oh, it's going to be a venomous day.. I can tell." Why???
After dropping my son off at school I usually listen to a local AM show to see what the buzz is. But, I can't stand the lady talk show host. She's so negative and hostile. Seriously. She can turn anything into a negative spin, so I don't listen for long. Today what were they complaining about? The weather coverage in our area yesterday. When we finally dragged ourselves out of bed yesterday at 9:30, there were already tornado watch boxes for our area. We had tornado sirens going off before noon! And through the entire day there were individual cells popping up all over. We were not out of the tornado watch box until 10:00pm. It was a crazy busy day. And the storms were moving at 60mph in some areas, which is incredibly fast for a storm. So the people were bitching on the show that our local news channel, and only 1 of them, had weather on ALL day. Which I was grateful for, and I'm sure many people in the surrounding rural areas that were getting their asses kicked were even more grateful for. But no, here were people calling in.. whining that it was overkill. "We don't need coverage of storms 60 miles away.." wah wah wah. I get so tired of idiots that live in their 2 miles of space and don't think beyond that. There are people on very rural farms all over the place, and the only stations they can get are from our town because we have the strongest signal. Even one guy called in and said he appreciated the news, as he lived 100 miles away and we were the only station he could pick up. His satellite was out.. because of the storms. Then another obviously stupid lady called in, "I got tired of the news so we watched a DVR. Can you believe they even cut into our DVR to tell us we were under a tornado warning? They were infringing on my right to do what I wanted to do!" Literally, that is exactly what she said because it is still ringing in my head. I want to find her and slap her. Infringing on her right? To die??? She said she could hear the sirens outside of her house when the warning came on. Are people really so desperate for something to be angry about that they have to complain when the state is trying to save their life? Do they understand how quickly a storm can develop and form a tornado? Especially the ones yesterday. And they did. 10 people died in Missouri yesterday because of tornados.
So, in telling my husband about this.. our current free-loader walked in. And I'm "being bitchy". Because HE could understand why the lady would be annoyed at the intrusion. Seriously. Why is he in my home again? And I'm being bitchy, it's alllllll about the PMS because I have thoughts and opinions. Current free-loader is not my father-in-law, it's another guy. The lady that owned the house he was living in up and decided to sell it 'now'. So, we told him he could stay here temporarily. But my patience is wearing thin. I'm not sure how long I can handle being in a house with 3 men and a 7 year old boy :)
I need chocolate. Perhaps it is PMS :) My husband drew the picture with pencils while in HS. It represents the way I'm feeling right now :)
Sunday, March 12, 2006
I love old photos. I just do. I remember visiting my brother in Omaha once, and we went to this really amazing antique store in the old downtown. I found the most amazing antique photo album with some really great photos. It was sad that all of these people have since been forgotten.. but obviously they were such great times for them. I know, it's corny. But don't you ever just look at old photos and wonder what the person was thinking? Where did they live? What was their life like? And the fashion was so amazing! I have so many vintage photos in my system, maybe I'll just do a 'Vintage Pic du Jour' and you guys can guess the story behind them? I think that would sort of be fun :)
Any thoughts on this beautiful diva?
It has already been a great morning for storms... and it's only 9:36am!! Woo-hahhh!! We're in a 'moderate' risk area for tornados later today after 2:00. So.. I need to get to charging my batteries. But already, we have had some really great hail pass through. We were standing at the front door as the pea sized hail ended.. but could hear the loudest thumping noises in the distance. It sounded like an army marching!! We thought it was the hail hitting the homes past us.. but then we realized we were wrong as much larger hail started pounding down! I think the largest size would have been walnut.. but there was quite a bit! You can see it on the ground behind him, also. It has been a while since I've seen so much hail. I just love this kind of weather :) I'm not sure, but I think the Monkey Boy's expression is "Mom, you are so weird". But he's already in the playroom packing all of his backpacks in preparation for tornado chasing. I know.. call child services.
Friday, March 10, 2006
My Nana turns 90 tomorrow.. Saturday. She lives in London, I haven't seen her going on 10 years now. But I can't believe she's 90!! I hear they get a letter from the Queen or something? We'll have to see how that goes! I wish I had some way of sending someone to her home with an Internet camera so that she could see my son. ..sigh.. So much technology.. so many obstacles :) But, I will call her and we will all sing HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
This is a photo taken a few years ago while my Mother was visiting.
Why do I continue to get annoyed with my sister's stupid comments? Why does she continue to treat me like I'm 12? I took my son to school today. I take my son to school everyday. We have fun in the momma-van, get breakfast and basically shoot the breeze. He starts my day off right. I get home.. I check the caller ID. ... business... business... business... sister... sister.. sister... why is she calling me so many times? 9:01am ... 9:05am... 9:10am... who died?? I call her back.
"Oh, FINALLY you're calling me, sleeping in eh?"
I pause. I must refrain from being the 'cold' and 'unfeeling' bitch that the other sister thinks I am. But think to myself she is a moron, I take my son to school every day. I have taken my son to school every day since he started.. pretty much. It takes ME A WHILE TO GET HOME YOU TWIT!! But no,
"I had to take Monkey Boy to school.. eh?". Ohhhh... she remembers. "Anything important? I see you called a few times?"...
"YES! Well, it's a bit LATE (snyde) now."
Many rude replies tossing around in my head.. but I pause. "What?"
"They had the COOLEST thing on QVC!!"
And instantly there is this trigger in my head that prevents me from hearing one more word. Seriously. I can't hear one fucking thing. I just think to myself that I have a 984 things on my to-do list today and none of them include watching QVC or any new fangled gadget they may be offering at whatever super-duper-dealio price they may have it at. And even though I don't offer any response, she will literally keep me on the phone for no less than 45 minutes. Talking about vacuum cleaners, gadgets that paint around door frames, cleaning products. Every once in a while she'll say the word 'scrapbook' because it is the only thing that interests me that she knows about.. and I'll perk up....
"But they're not selling any of THAT stuff today."...
and then she'll rant on about how she has to clean her house. How her husband is going to be home this weekend and everything has to be tip-top. And I want to scream. Literally.
As it is, I worked for a long time at a job I hated. This job required me to talk on the phone basically all day. And since quitting said job which I hated, I still hate talking on the phone. MORE than I hate going to the dentist pretty much. And she knows that too. So, basically, I'm annoyed that she still thinks I am 12 and that I sleep until 1:00. I hate that she knows basically nothing about anything I do, and doesn't even care to find out really. I'll bet if I were to quiz 'The Girl Next Door' who has posted here, she could list 10 things that interest me. My sister would be lucky to think up 4. That sucks :) But it's all good, because The Girl Next Door is much funnier, she's a hard worker AND she throws things at her husband!!!
So I'm gettin' my hair did today. That will make me feel better!
And this is a photo of my little Monkey Boy when he was born. Also makes me smile :) I wish I had a better camera back then!
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
(X) Smoked a cigarette – I thought I was cool for a while in HS and would smoke those brightly colored ones with the gold band.
(X) Drank so much you threw up – and blacked out! I woke up in a complete change of clothes and had to see a doctor for the poison ivy I had … in bad bad places :)
( ) Crashed a friend’s car
( ) Been dumped.
( ) Been laid off/fired
(X) Quit your job
( ) Been in a fist fight
(X) Snuck out of your parent’s house – pfft, how many times???
(X) Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back
(X) Been arrested? – I don’t know why they require you to pay tickets.
(X) Gone on a blind date
(X) Lied to a friend – all the time :) “I don’t know who called animal control??” …
(X) Skipped school – and got busted.
( ) Seen someone die
( ) Been to Canada
(X) Been to Mexico
(X) Been on a plane
(X) Been lost
(X) Been on the opposite side of the country
( ) Gone to Washington, DC
(X) Swam in the ocean
(X) Felt like dying – well, while giving birth before the epidural. WOAH!
(X) Cried yourself to sleep
(X) Played cops and robbers – with my son.
(X) Recently colored with crayons – with my son :)
(X) Sang karaoke – Drunk. Nancy Sinatra – “These Boots are Made for Walkin’”
(X) Paid for a meal with only coins. – You gotta do what you gotta do :)
(X) Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t?
(X) Made prank phone calls – I was young, so sue me :)
(X) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
(X) Caught a snowflake on your tongue.
(X) Danced in the rain
( ) Written a letter to Santa Claus – I don’t remember?
( ) Been kissed under the mistletoe
( ) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about or love
(X) Blown bubbles – every summer!!!
( ) Made a bonfire on the beach
( ) Crashed a party
(X) Gone roller-skating
Any nicknames? I refuse to answer this question, they were all bad :)
Mother’s name? Valerie
What is your favorite drink? Tea
Tattoos? Eh… no.
Body piercing? Ears.
How much do you love your job (1-10) 10
Birth Place? Edinburgh, Scotland
Favorite vacation spot? I have been to some pretty amazing places. But my favorite is just driving around Colorado lost with my evil husband and the Monkey Boy.
Ever steal any traffic signs? Absolutely. And flashing construction signs. Anything which isn’t screwed down, really.
A, B, C, D, DD cup size? Eh.. kinda personal there??
2 Door or 4 Door? I’m a mini-van momma.
Salad dressing? Original Hidden Valley Ranch
Favorite pie? Chocolate I guess. Not a pie person.
Favorite movie? You can’t really name just one. But, I do really like ‘The Man Who Knew Too Little’ with Bill Murray.
Favorite food? I’m pretty flexible. Raised by a Swiss chef :)
Favorite Holiday? We are always out of control on Halloween and July 4th. But I love watching my son on Christmas.
Favorite day of the week? I get to rest on Sunday usually, so that’s a nice day.
Favorite brand of body soap? Zestfully, Zestfully, Zestfully cleannnn…
Toothpaste? Colgate Total Whitening Paste
Smell? Uh? I love the smell of Spring.
What do you do to relax? Yeah, right.
How do you see yourself in 10 years? Sitting in a padded room mumbling to myself.
What do you do when you are bored? I chase my son around with a stick and I get to beat him if I catch him :)
I used to have this pretty little lampwork angel. I loved it. An amazing lady on eBay used to create and sell these beautiful pudgy angels. She used to hang from my rear-view mirror and watch over me. One day while cruising around I noticed that a cloud formation in the sky resembled her outline. Doesn't it?? Or am I crazy? I asked my husband when I took the photo, he just grunted. I smacked him in the head. "Yes it does!!!!" She has since vanished. Evil husband :)
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
While festering in my own pity juices today, I got to go and watch my son practice baseball. This is the first year he has played in a league, and we're very excited for him. Today was his second practice ever. Of course, he has never played baseball. We have all thrown the ball outside now and then.. he gets that part. But we really had to restrain our laughter as he tried to figure out what the coach meant by, "Run to 1st base!" ..huh?? "Stand at bat"... wuh? SOOOOO funny. He is very active, but as with most monkeys he just climbs around outside in the trees or rides his bike. So, they finally got to hit the ball today. He didn't do too badly, it only took about 8 swings and then.. WHACK!! The hilarious part was watching him run like a mad man towards first base.. swinging the bat!! My husband was laughing so hard he almost fell off the little wooden bench. The coach is chasing him, "Drop the bat!!".. the other coach running to intercept.. trying to avoid any injury to the poor kid standing petrified on 1st base. FUN!!!!!!! I love it. These are definitely the good times :)
Will there be drug tests in little league??? :) These photos were taken in 2000.