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I’m in high gear.  Probably because I’ve had too much coffee.  There’s just nothing like a good cup of coffee.   And I kinda have the shakes.  NO, I do have the shakes.  Probably from the coffee.  Well, definitely from the coffee.  Plus, I have a slight touch of ADHD.  I feel like thoughts are running around wildly in my mind out of control.  Like 10 kids on Christmas morning.  I hope you enjoy the chaos of my mind.

*Why do kids love to run through the house…. nonstop….for indefinite amounts of time…. Yet, when you send them outside, they are suddenly bored?  Is running indoors really that awesome?  Am I really getting that old that I can’t appreciate the sheer joy produced by feet running through the house?

* The cheap HEB shells and cheese (as compared to Velveeta shells and cheese) is really, really good.  I don’t ever eat the Velveeta or any other brand, but I can’t imagine any could taste better.  For real.  Plus, the price was r.i.g.h.t. And that made it taste even better.

* People magazine came out with their sexiest man alive issue.  Bradley Cooper was awarded the honor.  Ok.  I’ll agree…he is  a hottie.  But how can I ever take this list seriously when you consider that Rob Lowe didn’t even make the list AT ALL?  How can that be??  What idiot is responsible for making this list?

* FYI….. it’s kinda weird to take a hot bubble bath while the toilet is stopped up.  To the rim.  But when the plunger has dry rotted, you live in po-dunk nowhere, and you are desperate for a bath, what else do you do??    What’s even creepier is when you just get enough Lysol sprayed to fumigate the bathroom to overcome the stinch of said toilet (actually, it was full of clear toilet water, but it just seems like it should totally stink), you get comfy and cozy in a tub full of bubbles, and suddenly you hear the monstrous sound of the toilet throwing up the stoppage.  It’s like it gagged.  And just like that.  As fast as it threw up, it flushed.  As if it never had a problem.  Super creepy.

Nobody loves me....til they need me.

These two things just shouldn’t be together.  It’s just not right.

* Why don’t they make the light brown M&Ms anymore?  They were absolutely my favorite.  Why?  Oh why?

Such a tragic loss!

* Why is it the laundry never ends?  I mean, seriously, I wash every stinking day of my life.  Yet my laundry room is never void of dirty clothes.  This is why my dream house needs to have its own mini washateria.  Maybe then I could keep up.

* I’m really upset with Hobby Lobby right now.  I bought all this stuff to make snowball-like ornaments.  You know, clear ornaments you fill.  Tons of filler, I bought.  I had BIG plans for these ornaments.  But the openings for the ornaments are so small, the ‘snow’ won’t even go in.  Now I’ve got all this filler stuff, piles of clear ornaments,  and NO beautiful snow-ball ornaments.  When you sell ornaments for the very purpose of filling them with goodies….and you hang the goodies to stuff them with right there next to the ornaments….they should actually fit.  Geeezz!

These are NOT my ornaments. Mine are sad and lonely. All empty inside.

* Oh, I got flipped off last night.  I was going across the parking lot and some guy was coming up the aisle.  I didn’t see him, so I had to stop quickly.  I was NO where NEAR coming close to hitting the guy.  But he leans across the passenger seat of his truck to hang his hand out and flip me off.  Parking lot road rage?  Really?  I seriously considered following him, hoping he would pull into the gas station so I could give him a piece of my mind.  Because you know flipping me the finger really makes you a grown man.  It’s real admirable that you have absolutely NO self-control.  But then, I realized, I might get shot.  Plus, that would mean I had no self-control and would be the idiot myself.  But I’m still steaming about that nonsense!

*Okay, maybe this random list should be called the gripe and moan list.  It seems I’m on a roll with the whining.  I did put my big girl panties on this morning.  I guess they just didn’t do the job.  Or maybe I didn’t.  I can’t remember.  I know!  I just need that fifth cup of coffee!  Yep, that’s it!

* Speaking of M&Ms, I won the ‘Guess how many M&M’s are in the jar’ game at Thanksgiving this year.  We are still working on those M&M’s.  I believe there were 930ish in the jar.  We may have M&M’s until this time next year.

* Alrighty, since I have a touch of OCD, I need to balance my list with happy thoughts.  I just can’t in good conscience do all this griping and complaining without giving you something to smile about.  It will be tough to overcome my Negative Nelly tendencies of the moment, but I’ll do my best.  So here you have it….a list within the list.  Wow.  I impress myself!

* Coffee just makes my life worth living.

* Chocolate makes me happy.

* My Bernie boy is my sweetheart.   He loves me all the time.  No matter how grumpy I am.  He is always happy to see me.  Always loyal.  Always keeps me company.  Oh, and he is going to be in the family Christmas card this year!  I can’t wait!  We take pics tomorrow.  I will have to post for all of you to see my sweet guy.

* Kohls’ Big One throws are the absolute, hands down, the best, most comfy of all throws.  And they ALWAYS put them on sale every single Black Friday for less than $10.  Huge score.  I believe we probably have close to 20 of these now and yes, I bought a new one this year.  They are big HUGE.  SOFT.  WARM.  Best $10 of snuggly goodness you will ever spend.

Love, love, LOVE the zebra print!

Well, maybe it’s not COMPLETELY balanced.  But like Forest Gump would say, “That’s all I have to say about that.”  And at least I’m leaving on a happy note doing my happy dance.  Too much coffee will do that to you.  😉

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Posted by on December 7, 2011 in It's my life....., Randomocity

 

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All I Want for Christmas….


 

The Christmas Season is here.  That brings on the perpetual wish lists.  Since I have five kids, this could bring on a tad bit of stress.  All these lists.  So many wishes, so little money.  I have tried to teach my kids to prioritize and realize I actually do NOT have a money tree in the backyard.  Be conservative.

Apparently, they’ve been listening pretty well. Yea, right.

For example, the baby boy……he has trouble thinking of something he wants.  A new football.  A new football jersey or three.  A remote control car.  A snare drum.  That will do it.  Of course, as time goes on, he thinks of other random things he wants, too.  But he doesn’t add them to the official list.  It’s on the Santa list.  Cause that won’t cost mom money.  Humph.

English: A snare drum. Español: una caja orque...

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Then there is the next kiddo in line…. He realizes he needs to be conservative, but he has a massive list.  You know just in case Santa is actually real.  In that case, mom’s lack of a money tree shouldn’t matter and the sky is the limit.  Smart kid right there.  I’m just not sure exactly how to go about bursting that bubble of optimism. His list includes…. a REAL piano, interactive Toy Story toys (that range from $45-60 EACH).  He only wants the Lotso Bear, Rex, Bullseye (one of the most rare), and Hamm.  Then there is a list of CDs, Comic Books, and even a few movies thrown in.  As I had my head hanging between my knees trying to come out of my state of hyperventilating, he says, “Mom, I don’t want to be any trouble.  So, take the piano off my list.  I can practice at Grandma’s.  I can do without it.”  The piano was his number one request.   Most desired.  Hmmm…..either he’s brilliant and securing the score by making me think he is willing to sacrifice, or he really IS learning.  Either way.  The piano is his.  Geeeezzzz……

Next comes the real piece of work…..Cam.  He is the classic middle child.  He keeps our life interesting.  When I don’t need to pull my hair out from his antics, I am completely entertained.  But his Christmas list simply sends me into a state of panic.  I only need to win the lotto to even come close.

“I’ve been listening, Mom.  I don’t actually expect you to get me all of these things.  I just want you to have plenty of ideas and if you happen to hit really good sales, you will have plenty to choose from.  And then Santa can pick up some of what’s left.  It’s the dream list, mom.  The ultimate.  I know I’m not gonna get it all.  You always tell me you get more when you expect more.  High expectations yield high results.”

Ouch.  Gotta love it when your own words come back to bite you in the you know what.

So, his list…..it’s color coded.  Each color represents the amount of gotta have it.  For example, items in red = can’t live without; items in green = really, really want;  items in black = take it or leave it, but I really want to take it. His list is three hand-written pages.  Seriously.  For real.

Thanks, Cam.  Now, when I get only a fraction of your list, I can feel like a big fat Santa failure.  But hey, you don’t actually expect to get it all, right?????

By the time I finished recovering from the presenting of these lists, I decided the two oldest boys were grown.  They are 19 and 20.  Out of the house.  In college.  Santa was over for them.  They better choose and choose wisely.  I wanted a list, but a small one.  Of course, that went over like a lead balloon. I believe the requests were a new car, pay for my housing for spring semester, and cash, cash, and more cash.  Oh and lots of little presents.

I literally looked at them and wondered who had taken over their bodies.  Where were the children I raised??

But that’s when it happened.  I’m not sure if it was a ploy to remind me of the fact that I would want goodies for Christmas, or a sincere request, but they asked me what I wanted for Christmas.  They even asked for a list.  Woohoo!!!!!!!  Paybacks can be sweet!!!!

I couldn’t help myself.  I needed a good laugh.  So, I made the little turkeys a list.  Bahahahahaaaa…… And it looks something like this…

All I want for Christmas is………..

♥  A new Kitchen-Aid mixer.  If you really shop the sales, you can find one for a little over $200.

♥ An iPad.  Any kind acceptable.

♥ The new iPhone 4S.  They are sooooo cool!

♥ Because I don’t want to overload you TOO much, that’s all.  Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.  I can’t wait!!! 

The look on their little faces was priceless.  They quickly informed me, ,”We don’t have that kind of money.   There is NO way, we can afford any of those things….. even if we pool together.  You know this!”

I quickly explained I knew EXACTLY how they felt.

And there it was.  Lesson learned.  They began dropping things off their lists like crazy.  They narrowed their lists down to what they really want.  They are even shopping thrift stores for gifts for each other and making some homemade gifts.  They are paying attention to prices.

Score one for Mom!

Now, I just need to take up donations.  After all, Santa COULD bring me all of the things on MY list!  😉

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Posted by on November 30, 2011 in It's my life.....

 

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How Bout Them Cowboys?????


A legend was born on this day.  A day of memories that will be handed down from generation to generation.  Well, that might be a tad bit dramatic, but it’s certainly a day I’ll never forget.

It was my first NFL football game.

And it was a Cowboys’ game.

On Thanksgiving Day.

You just don’t get much better than that.  Before this day in history, I was just a lukewarm, could care less football fan.  I watched out of duty for the many crazed football fans in my family.  My mom, Killa, and my oldest, Bud, who are both die hard Cowboys fans.  Then there’s the Miami Dolphins fan, Adam…. #2 boy.  Stevo, #4 boy, is a Steelers fan and generally opposes any team anyone else likes.  Lastly, baby boy #5, Braedon, is a Colts fan.  Lots of football love in my house.  That leaves the middle boy, Dad, and I floundering during football season.

Til now.

Did I mention we are a CrAzY bunch??

My mom was determined for all of us to go to a football game together.  My family, mom, and my brother’s family (Texans fans).  The plans for this special day had been in the works for months.  I tried my best to muster up some excitement.  For their sake.

The day finally came.  We all covered ourselves in Cowboy clothing….well, except Adam.  He donned his Miami Dolphin gear and even recruited Cameron, the middle, could care less about football boy, to be a Dolphins fan for the day.  We even planned low-key tailgating.  The game didn’t start until 3:00, but we left about 8:0o that morning to head to the stadium (less than an hour away).

This view will cost you $60!

It was amazing.  After paying $60 per vehicle to simply park, we unloaded and tailgated from our cars.  We had a sandwich fixing buffet, played washers, threw the football around, and scanned the Black Friday ads.

Afterwards, we headed into a game that wouldn’t be decided until the last 10 seconds. We had an absolute blast.  I found myself screaming and jumping up and down, high-fiving strangers…..all for the love of the Cowboys.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We’re here!

In my next life, I’m gonna be a DC Cheerleader!

My favorite tight end….#82…Go Witten!

I have never like Romo…but after seeing him in action, even I’m impressed!

Of course Romo just isn’t the tight end Witten is….bahaha!

 

Killa and Baby Boy #5

That’s the moment it happened.  I was completely transformed.  After the experience I had, I can no longer be a lukewarm, take it or leave it, football fan.  I came out of there in love with the Cowboys.  For better or worse.  With or without Romo, I pledge my allegiance to the Dallas Cowboys.  Now, I’ve just gotta start saving my pennies for next year’s game.

He was really excited about that touchdown!

Happy Turkey Day!

 

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Posted by on November 28, 2011 in It's my life.....

 

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Happy Dancing, Thankfulness, and Retail Therapy


I have been absent from blogging for several days.  My life has been extremely stressful for the past couple of weeks.  But things are looking up.  Well, sort of.  I’m going to get the rare opportunity to escape the reality of life’s stress and have my very own little play party.  Seriously.  At risk of turning you completely green with envy, I’m gonna let you in on my exciting week to come.

♥  Tomorrow my baby boys will be home.  All of them.  All five.  In one nest.  At one time.  The last time that happened was Halloween.  Yes, I realize that was only a few weeks ago, but it feels like  FOR.EV.AH.  I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve.  I am slightly excited.  Somebody might better remind me of that tomorrow when I’m in the middle of cooking for my clan!  It takes a lot to feed these turkeys. =D

 

♥  Wednesday morning we will pull out and head for the Big D.  We will be staying a few days with my aunt and uncle who are the ultimate hosts.  They have one of those houses that is beautiful, scarily clean, yet comfy.  I love going there.  I can forget the worries of housework, because somehow their house is always clean.  No matter how many people they have over.  It’s weird how that happens.   Plus, she is cooking Thanksgiving dinner for us.  All we were asked to bring is drinks for our family.  A whole, entire, Thanksgiving meal that I don’t have to cook.  Woohooooo!!!   I will be happy dancing all the way to Dallas!

♥  So, let’s see.  We are up to Thursday, Thanksgiving Day.  It’s Cowboy time ba—beee!  We are ALL loading up and heading out the Dallas Cowboy football game.  It will be my first NFL football game.  We are even gonna do a little low-key tailgating.  Another first.  I think I will add that to my Pushing Up Daisies List, just so I can mark it off.   I just might be happy dancing in my sleep!

 

♥  And, then, it’s the Big Kahuna……..the whole enchilada…….the be all, end all, of the ultimate Thansgiving holiday……..Black Friday!! Sales start at 10pm.  I will be there with my game face on!  And, on top of the ultimate shopping as a contact sport experience, the hubby will be taking the kids back home.  So I will also finish the trip with a kid-free night.  Retail therapy and girl time!!   Woop!  Woop!

And as if that’s not enough to make you roll your eyes and wanna slap me silly………all my Christmas decorations are up and running.  Lights twinkling.  Christmas music playing.  The kids advent calendar is almost finished and ready for lift-off.  I will come home ready to wrap gifts and enjoy the Christmas season.

Have I ever told you quitting my job and becoming a stay-at-home mom was the absolute best thing I ever did?  Well, it was and I’m telling you now.  I am completely blessed and overwhelmed by the love and grace of my heavenly Father.  I’m just hard-headed enough to fight tooth and nail.  I was just certain we couldn’t financially make it one one income.  I’m living proof that if you will follow God’s calling on your life, joy and contentment will find their way to you.  I am so blessed to have Him directing my life.  Him loving me through my hard-headed ways.  Him pushing until I surrendered.  So this week, although I might be MIA from the blogging world (I’m gonna try, but can’t make any promises.), I will be praising God for the many blessings in my life.  Getting recharged.  Refreshed.  And I will for sure be having loads of FUN!!!

And for all of this, I’m truly thankful.

 

 

 

 

 

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Posted by on November 21, 2011 in It's my life.....

 

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Hell-mart & Tornado Tuesday


Earlier today I started to write a post about Tuesday.  My first thought was that it was going to be Torture Tuesday…..Since yesterday was Christmas Tree Monday, we basically managed to drag everything out, spread it out all over the house and leave it.  We had trouble with the lights.  All of them.  Everything was a tangled mess.  The beads, the ribbons, the lights, the tinsel.  You name it.  It was a MESS.  It actually looked like someone had vomited Christmas all over the house.  YUCK. I actually said an extra prayer for safety because if the house were to burn, I wasn’t sure we could find our way out.

But then, the perpetual optimist in me, reminded me not to start the day off with such a negative attitude.   Negative Nellys tend to suck the life out of people and I certainly don’t want to be one of those people.  So, I went with a Terrifical Tuesday.  Sure, the house was in absolute chaos.  But I didn’t mind it.  The kids were having fun.  They had smiles on their little faces, so it must be a good day, right?  Another day of decorating would only give me a good excuse for another cup of homemade hot chocolate.

All in all, I decided to scratch the whole dadgum post.  I couldn’t fake it and I didn’t want to spread my pessimism, so I simply kept my mouth shut and my keyboard idle.  I walked away from the computer.  I decided I would come back when I could get my ADHD in control enough to make a firm decision about what to write.

And let me tell you, here I am!

I ended up making a run to the closest Hell-Mart, I mean Wal-Mart…..about 25 miles down the road from our teeny town.  Yes, I hate the place.  My hubby and I refer to it as the arm pit of East Texas.  But when you live in the middle of nowhere, you realize beggars can’t be choosers.  So, Hell-Mart has to suffice.

Yes, it IS that bad!

I needed to get some groceries to cook for tomorrow’s big Thanksgiving dinner at church, as well as some other things.  I planned to leave the kids at home for the afternoon.  Cameron is almost 16 now and I knew he could hold down the fort.  So off I went.  It was time for some peace and quiet.  Kid-free time.  This might just be Terrifical Tuesday after all!  Yay!

Of course, I live a life of calamity and chaos.  Many have said I was jinxed.  Because I can do almost NOTHING without catastrophe.  It follows me around like a puppy dog.  I should have known today would be no different.  I just THOUGHT I was gonna get some alone time all to myself.  But my old pal, calamity was there with me all along.

It started off innocent enough.  I was browsing the Christmas decorations.  Pricing wrapping paper.  Looking for a Christmas gift or two.  That’s when the call came.  The boys called to tell me the town I was in was now under a tornado watch.  I paused for a minute and did actually consider stopping right there and heading home.  But come on, how many times do we have a tornado watch and nothing ever happens?  A lot.  I decided to take my chances.  I kept shopping.

I perused the yarn and crafts.  The electronics.  The pajamas.  I took my time getting over to the grocery section.  In fact, I was almost finished.  Just another item or two and I would be ready to check out.  That’s when it happened.

“Wal-mart customers and associates.  We are now in a Code Black.  Please be aware the weather is conducive to tornados and we are now under a tornado warning.  Be prepared to seek shelter. Code Black.”

 

This is what the tornado MIGHT have looked like if there actually was one!

Shelter?  Really?  I’m in a Super Wal-Mart.  Isn’t that shelter?

I decided to finish up my list quickly.  There was just one thing I forgot in the back of the store.  As I threw that can of cinnamon rolls into the buggy, I notice the aisles are empty.  I guess that announcement (actually there had been three of them by this time), that  Code Black, had frightened our local Wal-Mart shopppers.  I thought it might be time to get serious.  As I rounded the corner, I was met by an associate.

She informed me that there had been 3 tornadoes touch down in our area and we needed to take cover.

NOW.

She sent me to the front of the store and to get somewhere ‘with walls’.

It seemed simple enough.  I sat down in the McDonalds located at the front of the store and began making calls to check on my kids at home.  Of course, no one answered.  Not my mom.  Not the hubby.  Not the kids.

For just a moment panic set it.  But then I remembered I was 25 miles south of the kids.  I’m sure things were fine at home.  And I was fine here.  That’s as far as I got.  My train of thought was interrupted by associates announcing we needed to move to the back of the store to better shelter.

Code Black.  Take shelter in the back of the store.  Code Black.

What?  Really? And seriously, what the heck is Code Black??  Is that supposed to keep me from spinning into a panic?

I frantically continued trying to get someone on the phone.  I wanted someone to go get my babies.  Of course, calamity wouldn’t dare allow that.  That would make things too easy.

I knew I needed more information.  I found a Hell-Mart supervisor/manager….whatever.  I asked for more information about the tornadoes.  Were they north?  Were they south?

She just smiled and said, “Mam, we have a Code Black (there it was again!).  I really don’t know what to tell you.  If I tell you they’re south and you go out there and get yourself hurt, we would be liable.  So I can’t tell you anything.  Why don’t you just take it easy in the back?”

I can’t tell you what I wanted to say to her.  What I almost did say to her. For a small moment, I actually considered giving her a black eye to go with that Code Black.  That would teach her.

BAM!

I stomped out of the store.  Associates following me, telling me to come back.  It wasn’t safe. Code Black. 

Blah.  Blah.  Blah.

All I knew was I had kids home alone.  If things were that bad here, I needed to get home before they got that bad there.

I still couldn’t get anyone on the phone.  Finally, I called my pastor and his wife.  They would go pick up my kids and keep them until I made it home.

Whew.  Relief.

Needless to say, I didn’t get picked up by a tornado.  In fact, I’m not sure there were actually any out there.  What I DO know is this.

I left a buggy FULL of groceries at Hell-Mart.  I had found some yarn I loved.  Christmas music for the family.  All left.  It was the cheapest trip to Hell-Mart ever.  All compliments of their stupid Code Black.

I think I could have gone with the Torture Tuesday post earlier.  It would have fit.

Oh, and I still have no groceries.  So I guess tomorrow will be Wal-Mart Wednesday. Woohoo!

 

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Posted by on November 15, 2011 in It's my life.....

 

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Sister Friends with 32 Kids…….and Counting!


Ok, so I have a confession to make.  Actually, I have several confessions to make, but I’m gonna focus on this one.

I wasted vast amounts of time this past weekend vegging out in front of the TV.

I watched every episode of Sister Wives Netflix has available.  But that wasn’t enough.  I then moved to the computer to see if more episodes were online.  I watched clip after clip.  Of course, when I was out of more to watch, I began surfing through the TLC website….where I discovered 19 Kids and Counting.  So, I jumped back to the TV.  Back to Netflix.  And guess what?  They have tons of episodes of the Duggars!

I learned a LOT from watching these shows.  Really.  I did. In fact, I learned so much, I now have new life goals.  True story.  Stop it!  Don’t judge!  I have a plan.  It’s so brilliant, you will wish you had thought of it yourself. But before I share my brilliance, I need to explain.

 

First of all, Sister Wives.  Now, don’t get me wrong.  I am in NO WAY condoning, encouraging, or promoting polygamy.  Polygamy is wrong.  Period.  End of story.  So just get off your soap box for a moment and listen.  These families team up.  This family even lives in one G.I.G.A.N.T.I.C. house.  The wives help each other out with childcare, cooking duties, financial responsibilities.  It’s like one HUGE family but with several moms to hold down the fort.  They form friendships and bond with each other and their children.  The only problem I can see is this guy.  This husband.  He flaunts all over this giant house having himself a hi-ho time.  Sure, he works and brings in some money.  But most of the wives work, too.

After watching the entire first season, I have come to a spectacular conclusion.  I could so have some sister wives ……….WITHOUT the hubby!  I mean, think about it.  Instant built in babysitter.  You don’t like to cook?  No problem.  Trade duties for things you DO enjoy.  All while living in harmony with your best friends.  Put the kids to bed, and instant girls night!  I bet millions would watch, too.  Sister Friends…coming to a channel near you.

Next, the Duggars.  Wow.  19 kids and yet another on the way.  You can’t help but be curious.  When you have your own classroom full of your very own rugrats, how do you survive??  I am completely worn out just from my five.  My first thought before watching this family was, well……..you know.  Let’s just say it wasn’t happy thoughts.  But then, I sat down to watch.

And BAM!  There it was!  My dream home!

 

A laundry room with 4 washers and dryers.  A room just to store everyone’s clothes in organized and labeled bins.  HUGE bedrooms that hold multiple beds.  Eight, yes, eight bathrooms!  The living room is HUGE.  The kitchen is as well, but then on top of that, they have a commercial kitchen in the back complete with cafeteria style buffet line.  Their pantry looks like a small grocery store.  The dining room contains soda fountains.  They even have a game room and a slide next to the stairs in the game room.  Wow.  I completely thought they must be insane to have so many children.  But then, I see this house.  You can’t tell me a family this big could afford a house like that PRE-TV show.  And they are constantly going places.   Making appearances.  Taking trips.

 

I’m thinking…..I can do this!  All of this!!  Sister Friends combined with the Duggars….

Just a few problems arise.  Like how to keep pro-creating without a man in the picture.  And that leads me to wonder what will I do with my hubby.  I really like having him around.  But then that messes up my whole sister friends idea.  And then there’s the fact that I had a tubal years ago. Oh, and I need some other sister friends to sign up.  And they must be willing to add to the production line as well.  More babies means more square footage.

These problems are simply bumps in the road.  That’s all.  Nothing I can’t overcome.  I would go on and explain, but then you would know too much.  I can’t have anything or anyone interfering with, or heaven forbid, trying to steal my my awesome plan to get my dream house AND full-time help!

I know you must have a million questions, but I must go now.  I have work to do.  I have vacations (I mean, um, appearances) to plan and dream home house plans to create.  It’s a tough job, but somebody’s gotta do it.

 

 

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Posted by on November 14, 2011 in It's my life.....

 

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Monday ~ Funday!

Monday ~ Funday!

Yay for Monday!

I know.  Crazy, right??

But after having a less than best weekend, I welcome Monday with open arms.  I welcome the mundane everyday.  The routine.  The stability that it brings.  I reached my maximum stress potential before Monday ever arrived, so even when it means school work, laundry, and housework……  Yay for Monday!

In fact, I am so excited about some normalcy, I decided to share.  Yay for you!  I know you are excited.  Well, if you’re still reading.  Anyway, I have a busy day ahead.  It SHOULD look something like this………

I don’t think I’ve shared anything concerning our small family farm.  Well, it’s really more my hubby and my father-in-love’s farm, but we reap the benefits.  We have 7 goats, about 50 chickens, 10 cats, 2 dogs, and 7 cows.  We go through cycles with the chickens, so we are just now getting eggs again.

That means I’m overloaded with fresh, yummy eggs…..so you guessed it.  Omelettes are what’s for breakfast around here.  Today’s omelette was a conglomeration of ingredients we all like.  I threw them all together and it turned out great.  The kids were bickering over seconds.   It consisted of ham, onions, red and green bell peppers, mushrooms, cheese, and spinach….and of course, lots of eggs!  Eat with salsa for a splash of spice.  YUM!

While the kids work on schoolwork, I have a Christmas hat to finish knitting on the loom.  My 11-year-old started it, but I need the loom back…..and he is S.L.O.W…..and he has lost interest.  So, he wants me to finish it for him…because I’m ‘speedy quick’ at it anyway.  I think he’s just trying to get me to do his dirty work for him.  No, I’m sure of it.  It’s supposed to be a homemade Christmas gift for his dad.  And since I can’t wait to see the hubster wearing a red, green, and white toboggan all over God’s creation, I am more than happy to help him out.

Baby boy needs more time for playing Beanie Baby Football anyway.

Yes, I said Beanie Baby Football.  This weekend, we hit the Beanie Baby jackpot on our yard sale expedition.  Twenty five cents got us a practically brand new Ty Beanie Baby….tags and all.  I think we bought them out.   Don’t get me wrong, we are in no way collectors.  My boys (puppy included) LOVE to play with them.  They have now invented Beanie Baby Football.  I don’t know how it works or understand the game, but it keeps them busy for hours.

Lastly, because Mondays are usually long, torturous days….and we’ve had enough of those types of days to last for a while…..I decided today would be perfect for decorating the Christmas tree.  Yes, I know.  Thanksgiving isn’t even here yet.  I know, it’s just not fair.  Thanksgiving deserves its fair share of attention, love, and devotion.  And I DO love Thanksgiving.  But once it’s here, I find myself in a vortex of busy-ness.  Christmas looms like a lion ready to attack.  I barely have time to get packages wrapped, much less decorate the tree.

In an effort to maintain my sanity (you know if momma ain’t happy…), we decorate before Thanksgiving so we are ready for the whirlwind ahead.  So, today is Christmas Tree Monday.  This evening, after pulling all my hair out getting through the school day, we will decorate our tree.  Complete with homemade hot chocolate and Christmas music.  After my road trip last week with my church lady friends, I feel less than adequate at decorating a tree.  But I thought if I were to post a before pic of this pitiful tree, it would make my finished tree look like a masterpiece.  It’s a tall, skinny tree because we have lots of bodies, lots of furniture, and we don’t have room for lots of tree. We are calling it the Leaning Tower of Tree.  For now.  Tomorrow it will be a work of art.  Um, kind of.  Sort of.  Beauty is in the eye of the beholder after all.

Leaning Tower of Tree

For all of you humbugs out there, don’t worry.  We will still add to our ‘Give Thanks’ board tonight.  Thanksgiving and Christmas all rolled up together.  If we don’t kill each other first.  Decorating the tree can get crazy around here with a bunch of boys.  Let’s just say, ornaments get broken when they are used as hand grenades.  You just don’t decorate the tree barefoot.

Thanks, Bernie.  At least I have one for each foot…even if they don’t match!

So you see, Monday HAS to be a fun day.  I can’t have it any other way.  I WON’T have it any other way!  It’s time to get my Monday face on!  Smiles all day.  Happy Monday, Funday, ya’ll!!

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Posted by on November 14, 2011 in It's my life.....

 

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