I"m Outta Here!!

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But first!! If you haven't done so already, please go wish Momma K a very happy birthday #32!!

We are headed to the beach bright and early tomorrow a.m!! YEAH!! I'm exhausted from this week of potting in the 100 degree heat. I still need to pack and wrap stuff for the kids. When I was little my Mom would confiscate the cereal box toys and keep them for long trips. She would wrap them up and when we were bored of riding in the car she'd grab her bag of goodies, we'd pick one out and unwrap it. SURPRISE!! A toy to entertain ;0) Well, they don't put toys in cereal boxes so much anymore, so the dollar store will have to do! I'll have the laptop and internet access there so I'll be by to visit! I'm hoping to post some while I'm gone, but who knows???! Have a fantastic week and stay cool!! I'm sure I'll have much to share when I return! 7 Glorious days of fun and sun...hopefully! No hurricanes please. Bu-bye!

Out of the Mouths of Babes

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I was babysitting for a friend of mine and she needed a diaper change (the baby, not my friend). and I had the following conversation with my youngest son while performing this mundane activity.

J-Man #2: "Mommy? Why doesn't Jordyn have a penis?"

Me: "Because she's a girl."

J-Man #2: "Girls don't have a penis?"

Me: "Nope."

J-Man #2: "Oh. Why not?"

Silence...before I could answer, he smiles really big and says.

J-Man #2: " I know! They have two butts!"

I Did As I Was Told

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I was told to consider myself tagged by True Jersey Girl. Go to Google and type in "(Your Name) is.." This is what came up for me. I used my real name in the search but will substitute J&J's Mom for this. The cool thing is ..I think they describe me pretty well. Kinda creepy almost!

Here goes...

J&J's Mom is dedicated to the education and well being of her students.
J&J's Mom is a graphic designer for wedding invitations, logos, t-shirts, etc.
J&J's Mom is barely legal.
J&J's Mom is a self-published author.
J&J's Mom is a founding member.
J&J's Mom is dedicated to the promotion of women.

Pretty cool huh? Who da thunk I had done all of these fabulous things already?? I especially like the "barely legal" one...no I didn't go there!

I pass the torch onto the rest of you who are struggling for something to write about ;0) Let me know if you partake...

Later peeps!

Time? Who has Time?

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Vacation Bible School starts tomorrow and I've volunteered to be a Potter. Do I know anything about clay? Just how to make an ashtray and that I learned in Girl Scouts. Should be interesting regardless. Pray that I don't have to sit out in 100 degree heat for a week!

I'm finishing up another paint job and should have some pictures by Tues. Just some flowers and bugs and such. Nothing fancy, nor was it something I'd planned on being paid for. Extra $$ for the beach!! 7 days and counting! We're wireless there too...so I won't have to take a hiatus ;0)

The boys were at my parents house last night and had a great time. We had a fabulous dinner and drank way too much wine...came home and went to a neighbor's and drank more ! I probably polished off a bottle o' red all by my little old self! No drunkin' posting...sorry ;0) Home alone, with no kids...what do you think we did? Sleep of course!!! Sorry. I never kiss and tell...or drink and tell for that matter...heh..heh.

The pool guy finally came yesterday and guess what???? The liner doesn't fit!!! We'll have the damn thing fixed in time to close it for the freakin' winter! I'm ready to push the whole thing in and make it a vegetable garden! Sheesh!

I leave you today with a conversation Dad had with J-man during his stay this weekend.

Dad: "How much is 1+1?"

J-man: " 2"

Dad: "How much is 2+2?"

J-man: "4"

Dad: "How much is 3+3?"

J-man: "6"

They continue through 5 and then...

Dad: " How much is 5+6?"

J-man: " I don't know."

Dad: "Well if 5+5 is 10 then 5+6 is only one more which is?"


Then J-man #2 pipes up with "11!"

I love my mensa children ;0)

I've Got New Clothes!!!

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Look at me ;0) Don't I look pretty? No? Well you have two other choices over there on your right under "skins" thanks to Miss Lovely Lisa!!! She is the most creative person I've ever met. Worked like a dog too!! I told her things I wanted and she just went for it. You can find her at http://designablog.blogspot.com/. She also has her own blog of course, here. Thank you Lisa!! You're the best!!!

I'm doin' the happy dance ;0)

We're off to a birthday party, then to Mom and Dad's to drop off the J-Men for a sleepover. We have a date night!! Any good movie suggestions?

I'll be back to visit everyone on Sunday!! Happy weekend!

What Goes Around..Comes Around

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I believe that everything happens for a reason. A Ying for every Yang. An equal and opposite reaction for every action. And so on, and so forth.

I pride myself on being kind, tactful, and supportive, but honest. Don't ask me my opinion if you don't want the truth. Or the truth from my perspective anyway. And by these standards, I assume that I give fairly decent advice as people seem to keep asking my opinion.

So, when I sat at dinner last night talking about a man who was dying of cancer after a long life of smoking, drinking, drug abuse, spousal abuse and just a generically not so nice kinda guy, sympathy was not high on the list for me. I chose to keep my mouth shut, as the woman who was speaking was speaking of her brother-in-law. Ex-BIL actually. She was going on about how the whole thing has thrown her family into upheaval and upset the kids (his kids) more than anything and that the whole thing was really sad. I agree..sad that the kids won't have a life with a decent father. Sad that he's dragging his family through all of this. And sad that he didn't take better care of himself and try to be a better to person to possible avoid this to begin with.

Mouth still shut. Then a flicker of understanding flashed through my brain. She was saying all of this for my benefit. She was saying it because HER husband, who I love dearly, is following along the same lines as the BIL ..minus the abusive nature. He drinks...nearly a case a day...1/2 consumed on his way home from work...yes driving...smokes 3 packs of cigarettes a day...has incredibly high blood pressure....a very stressful job...and spent almost 2 weeks in the hospital last year due to 100's of blood clots in his leg. You think this would've been a wake up call. Nope.

Mouth still shut, though getting much harder. SHE continues to tell her hubs, in front of me that he should go visit the BIL to see where he's headed. Subtle. That this is what will happen if he continues to drink and smoke and not take care of himself. He'll leave his family alone and destitute and longing for his company. Okay...a little drama added, but definitely the feel of the conversation. Then she says...

"Don't you think?"

Huh? You tawkin' ta me??? "I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that I might say something incredibly heartless and mean and possibly sticking my foot way down my throat."

HER Hubs " No, really we want to hear what you have to say."

"Nope." I'm really trying here!!

"No, really. Tell us."

"Okay you asked for it. What goes around comes around. The BIL is a nasty, rotten man who didn't take care of himself for years. He was a borderline alchoholic who drank too much, smoked too much and found himself invincible...until he wasn't. Now he want's everyone to feel sorry for him and make up for all the wrong he's done in 56 years in one weeks time simply because he's scared and doesn't know how much time he has left. He's sick and dying and alone and scared. He put it out there his whole life...and now it's just coming back to him. I think its' sad. There are so many people in this world who have screwed up and continue to screw up. They blame it on the past. Dysfunctional families, abuse, whatever. Guess what? It's in the past!!! It's done. Over with...there is nothing you can do to change it..but there is also, nothing you can't change if you want to bad enough. It's a matter of priorities, asking for help if you need to, and taking care of you. If you can't take care of yourself, no one else can. No one else should and you certainly can't take care of others. Life has a way of giving you what you deserve. It's up to you to make it positive." Mouth opened. I told him how I felt.

Hubs got up and walked into the house. SHE was happy I said something...and backed her up. I felt like shit and pissed at her for bringing me into her crap..but satisfied. It's been building up for 4 years now. Now it's out there, finally.


Now, let me counter this by saying. I still believe everything happens for a reason, though many times we don't know what that reason is. Why do bad things happen to good people? Please go visit Elle, as her son has been in the hospital for a couple of days and nearly died from what they thought was the flu. This is a woman who is a true testament to overcoming the odds and putting pain behind her. Please go say "Hi" and share your well wishes for her, her family and her son.

Thanks. Peace.

For All You Trekkies

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This made me sad. Even though I love Tribbles and I think William Shatner should never ever sing AGAIN!!!

James Doohan as Montgomery Scott in 'Star Trek'

LOS ANGELES - James Doohan, the burly chief engineer of the Starship Enterprise in the original "Star Trek" TV series and movies who responded to the command "Beam me up, Scotty," died Wednesday. He was 85.
Doohan died at 5:30 a.m. at his Redmond, Wash., home with his wife of 28 years, Wende, at his side, Los Angeles agent and longtime friend Steve Stevens said. The cause of death was pneumonia and Alzheimer's disease, he said.
He had said farewell to public life in August 2004, a few months after being diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.

The Canadian-born Doohan was enjoying a busy career as a character actor when he auditioned for a role as an engineer in a new space adventure on NBC in 1966. A master of dialects from his early years in radio, he tried seven different accents. "The producers asked me which one I preferred," Doohan recalled 30 years later. "I believed the Scot voice was the most commanding. So I told them, 'If this character is going to be an engineer, you'd better make him a Scotsman."'

The series, which starred William Shatner as Capt. James T. Kirk and Leonard Nimoy as the enigmatic Mr. Spock, attracted an enthusiastic following of science fiction fans, especially among teenagers and children, but not enough ratings power. NBC canceled it after three seasons.

When the series ended in 1969, Doohan found himself typecast as Montgomery Scott, the canny engineer with a burr in his voice. In 1973, he complained to his dentist, who advised him: "Jimmy, you're going to be Scotty long after you're dead. If I were you, I'd go with the flow."
"I took his advice," said Doohan, "and since then everything's been just lovely."
"Star Trek" continued in syndication both in the United States and abroad, and its following grew larger and more dedicated. In his later years, Doohan attended 40 "Trekkie" gatherings around the country and lectured at colleges.
The huge success of George Lucas' "Star Wars" in 1977 prompted Paramount Pictures, which had produced "Star Trek" for television, to plan a movie based on the series. The studio brought back the TV cast and hired director Robert Wise. "Star Trek: The Motion Picture" was successful enough to spawn five sequels.

The powerfully built Doohan, a veteran of D-Day in Normandy, spoke frankly in 1998 about his employer and his TV commander.
"I started out in the series at basic minimum-- plus 10 percent for my agent. That was added a little bit in the second year. When we finally got to our third year, Paramount told us we'd get second-year pay! That's how much they loved us."
He accused Shatner of hogging the camera, adding: "I like Captain Kirk, but I sure don't like Bill. He's so insecure that all he can think about is himself."
James Montgomery Doohan was born March 3, 1920, in Vancouver, British Columbia, youngest of four children of William Doohan, a pharmacist, veterinarian and dentist, and his wife Sarah. As he wrote in his autobiography, "Beam Me Up, Scotty," his father was a drunk who made life miserable for his wife and children.

At 19, James escaped the turmoil at home by joining the Canadian army, becoming a lieutenant in artillery. He was among the Canadian forces that landed on Juno Beach on D-Day. "The sea was rough," he recalled. "We were more afraid of drowning than the Germans."

The Canadians crossed a minefield laid for tanks; the soldiers weren't heavy enough to detonate the bombs. At 11:30 that night, he was machine-gunned, taking six hits: one that took off his middle right finger (he managed to hide the missing finger on screen), four in his leg and one in the chest. Fortunately the chest bullet was stopped by his silver cigarette case.

After the war Doohan on a whim enrolled in a drama class in Toronto. He showed promise and won a two-year scholarship to New York's famed Neighborhood Playhouse, where fellow students included Leslie Nielsen, Tony Randall and Richard Boone.

His commanding presence and booming voice brought him work as a character actor in films and television, both in Canada and the United States.
Oddly, his only other TV series besides "Star Trek" was another space adventure, "Space Command," in 1953.

Doohan's first marriage to Judy Doohan produced four children. He had two children by his second marriage to Anita Yagel. Both marriages ended in divorce. In 1974 he married Wende Braunberger, and their children were Eric, Thomas and Sarah, who was born in 2000, when Doohan was 80.
In a 1998 interview, Doohan was asked if he ever got tired of hearing the line "Beam me up, Scotty."
"I'm not tired of it at all," he replied. "Good gracious, it's been said to me for just about 31 years. It's been said to me at 70 miles an hour across four lanes on the freeway. I hear it from just about everybody. It's been fun."


Much Better

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Today is a much better day. When I went down to change out the towels and mop the floor...AGAIN....I realized that the water was draining INTO the wall not FROM it! Thank God! We figured out that the basement is not, in fact, leaking, the Furnace is. Well, not really. We had it serviced a while back and they supposedly cleaned it when in actuality they took out the filter, left the dirty one in the bottom of the unit and replaced it with a clean one. So it hasn't been draining properly since, oh, March. When this heat kicked in and the A/C went down, the filter filled with condensation and started to leak out all over the floor. To make a long story longer...the hubs spent a couple of hours cleaning it out last night and I mopped up all the water and we are up and running again!! Sans water. Yay!!
My friend left yesterday and it's been very quiet since. No more whining, crying, screaming and fighting children. I love them to death, but they are a very loud family. Her youngest son has sensory integration problems, so things get broken easily, he speaks at an average child's yelling voice and it is non-stop energy from sun-up to sun-down. His older brother loves to antagonize him, and of course he's the one who gets in trouble...add my two into the mix and you have 4 crazy, running, active, did I mention crazy? Boys. It's getting easier as they get older, but it's still a challenge. All in all we had fun. Went to a local water park on Sunday and the lake yesterday. It was hot and soupy yesterday and I burned my butt on the paddle boats. What do you get when you put water on a scalding hot seat? Scalding hot water!! And it soaked right through my shorts....and I have a Master's Degree...in Stupidity! Sheesh!
Thanks for all you words of support yesterday...;0) Hope everyone in the South West is fairing well in this nasty hurricane season. My thoughts and prayers are with you!

Til tomorrow....


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Anyone know why the ghost of Bloody Bl***** keeps haunting me? I read six comments yesterday and they've all disappeared as did my post...who knows if this one will appear??? I know if your right click and highlight the supposed post it will reappear and you can read it. It was cool when I was doing the Harry Potter bit, which by the way has a purple cover ;0), and it was as if by some sort of magic...but it's not now three days later. It's annoying! Sorry!

I'm cranky. My friend is sick. She's going home tonight. My back is killing me and my basement is leaking I think because we pulled up all the bushes on that side of the house this year. Our roof leaks when storms come from the south and hurricane season isn't even over yet. And I'm whining..sorry. I haven't had a chance to come read this weekend because of our house guests, so hopefully I'll be able to catch up by tomorrow. Hope everyone had good weekend!


This and That

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You know the best way to have a clean house? Get those odd projects done? Get the dog bathed? Have a party!!! Or house guests. I 'm having both tonight..the hubs is bolting to A.C. and I'm having a stinkin' home party. Glad because my friend Beth will be down for the first time in 3 years...and I get to see a bunch of people I haven't seen for a while that owe me ;0) Bad because I have to clean like the dickens and put everything back where it belongs...or is that good? ;0)

Anyway, want to come? I'll have lots of wine! And maybe do some drunkin' blogging tonight...oooo...that would be scary. Hopefully I get Beth to guest post tomorrow.

So...everyone have a good weekend...I'll be by at some point this weekend I'm sure. Harry Potter should be arriving on my doorstep by noon today!! Amazon don't ya know ;0)

Thanks for all you input yesterday...I know he causes a stink for some.

Oh...J-man peed in the potty all by himself!!!! Woke up dry this morning and did it again! There's still hope...;0)

Only 9 More Hours Until....

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But who's counting? ;0)
What do you think of Harry Potter?


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Mom and Dad are getting settled in their new home. So, in the process, they have been going through 25 + years worth of "stuff". Dad appeared on my doorstep last night with remnants from my childhood. Old comp books, report cards, my First Communion book, and my baby scrapbook. I thought I'd share some of the more "interesting" things that I've been reading through. One such piece is from a comp book that I think I used as a diary. There is only one entry and it's a really long run on sentence. It's in PURPLE cursive ;0) and was written in probably 3rd or 4th grade, so please bear with the length, spelling and grammar issues ;0). It's titled:
My Dreams That May Come True
Some day I hope when I'm in fifth grade, that someone will send me love notes and stuff like that like Tom Castro and Monica Sharpe. Or maybe when we move when I'll be in a new schoo, and there will be a new girls and new boys. Someone will have to love my by the time I'm eighteen. Also I hope that when we move from here I'll have a secret comepartment with a big door and when you open it there's a smaller door then a smaller door and smaller and smaller etc. then the smallest door of all will be a safe and I will be the only one who will know the combinaitaon and I would hide things in it like this book, my Diary and love notes if I get any and lots of things like that. Noone would know about it. They would only think it was a closet. I would put my own clothes away so my sister wouldn't know about it either. One day I hope that I can be on Zoom or meet one of the Zoomers or maybe be on The Hardy Boys with Shauwn Cassiddy and Parker Stevonson. Or be on The Nacy Drew Mysteries with Pamala Sue Martain. These are the only dreams that I want to come true.
Someday I wish I could meet Andy Gib. and that he would love me and send me love notes. but the only problem is that he's older than me. but I still hope that I meet him and he'll write letters to me. Or have a secret door and it would be inside my closet, and when opened it there would be a shoot to slide down into a secret room which nobody new about. Or have two little people that I could make them in my box but when I leave them I'll lock the box so they wouldn't get away....
I am happy to report that I had someone to love me by the time I was 18 and never locked anyone in a box. You can tell where my love of reading and mystery comes from and that unfortunately, I'll probably never meet Andy Gibb seeing as how he's six feet under...poor guy. I have since discovered The Winchester Mansion located in San Jose, CA which has all the passages to nowhere and rooms you can't get out of and all the secret passageways you can imagine. One of my favorite places on earth.
The best part, I can now compare my life at 6,7, and so on, to my kids now. Was life really that much different? We shall see ;0) Thanks for walking down memory lane with me!

Little Bugger!

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I was stung by one of these buggers when I was about 6. I did a cartwheel ontop of one and squooshed him. Then about 11 years ago, I drank some lemonade, but unbeknownst to me, a friendly neighborhood yellow jacket decided to take up residence in my cup. Stung me on the INSIDE of my mouth and my face proceeded to swell up for 3 days. I sucked on pipe tabacco for an hour just to get rid of the pain!

Then two days ago, I took a walk in the nice, dead, brown grass of some park near Mom's house and wouldn't ya know it? THE ONLY clover flower left alive in the whole blasted place had a cute little honey bee sitting upon it's fragrant blossom.

First I thought I stepped on a stick. Then the burning started, then I picked up my foot and looked down and the little bugger was still there!! I flicked him off and pulled out the stinger. Walked around a bit, and the pain subsided. No biggie right? Wrong. Yesterday, a nice circular hive appeared in said afflicted spot and has been itching me for two blasted days now!!!!! Here I thought I was being a "woman" about the sting. Brushing it off and NOT crying and the itching is 100's times worse!!!!

Thank God I'm not allergic. Have a nice Wednesday.

More Potty Talk

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But first, did you see the magic I performed yesterday?? I made half or most of my post disappear and you had to wave the mouse over it to make it come back...have no clue why couldn't get the couch potato link to save either...I am not blogger friendly at the moment...
Sorry, Mom for my potty talk! See, this is why I don't swear...I always get caught! ;0)

I walked past the bathroom looking for my #1 son last night, so we could sit down for dinner.
He was sitting...
on the pot...
completely naked...
playing Game Boy.

Don't ask.

Potty Talk

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As I walked into the bathroom the othe day to check on J-man #2, he was sitting on the toilet with legs spread and his hands over his ears.

"What are you doing?"


"Why do you have your hands over your ears?"

"So I can make the poop come out."

Okay...so I figure this means the pressure's too much for him to handle...or...
He's got shit for brains....either way...not a good thing ;0)


Got this from Cara today...please help ;0)

I love my B***** friends!!

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First off...thank you all for your literary words of kindness ;0) Where else can you swear your head off and people don't mind? You all are great!!!

Also, I haven't forgotten all of your input for my new name...or design ideas..I've just run into a bit of a roadblock...but speaking of Angels from several of yesterday's comments...Lisa happened upon my little place here in the blogosphere and guess what??? She's a designer ;0) SO....after I exhaust all possible avenues with my other "person"...I think I'm going with her ;0)

Not a lot more to say today. I think I'm going to go play at Michele's for a while and then go for a walk... after all this tropical rain we've gotten in the past couple of days it's absolutely GORGEOUS outside.

That being said...have a great weekend all!

It's takes a lot to piss me off...but when you do...F*** YOU!

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Not my normal language...so if easily offended by the F* word...see you tomorrow. Otherwise...read on!

I was in Safeway grocery shopping yesterday and I might as well have been in Hell. I was fine. But my kids were aliens and so was every-freakin'-body in the damn store! (Except one very nice elderly lady...but let me bitch first)

To the woman at the entrance door who told my six year old he was too big to ride in the fire engine shopping cart: F*** YOU!

To the woman who laughed at me when said six year old wouldn't stop fighting with his brother in said shopping cart and was kindly asked to get out and walk and then proceeded to tell me he wasn't going to listen to me and I said "Fine..start walking. I'll meet you at home." and he proceeded to stomp down the aisle dragging my friggin' shopping cart down to the point I could no longer push it: F*** YOU!

To the man who slammed my finger between my cart and his and kept walking:
F*** YOU!

To the various women who looked down their noses at me when I smacked my two year old on the butt and sat him on the floor next to the apples in the produce section for time out because he kept ramming said shopping cart into the apples and knocking them over, and into the tomatoes and knocking them over and the watermelons and almost knocking them over and my ankle knocking me over and continuously fighting and biting his brother and COMPLETELY IGNORING ME: F*** YOU!!!! You did not follow my a$$ throught the store when I was calmly breaking up said fights and arguments and tattling's etc. YOU were not at your wits end by the time you reached said produce and ready to sell you children and had I been PMSING I probably would've put your A$$ in time out too!!

To the cashier who continuously told me his migraine was coming back and how he would never have kids while my 2 year old repeated "Mommy, I want my candy! Mommy, I want my candy! Mommyiwantmycandy.
mommyiwantmycandymommyiwantmycandy" at the top of his lungs because I took it away because he bit his brother AGAIN and refused to give in while said checker boy was ringing up (very slowly, mind you, because of his incessant banter) my $300+ worth of groceries...oh...to which he said "Oh. Wow. You've got a lot of food. You're going to need another basket. You know my friends and I we just go to each other's houses and eat everyone elses food...."
Yeah? Well F*** YOU!

Funny, I managed to fit all that food AND two kids in the basket I already had...but I'll be damned I need another one. Of which, I loaded up with all that food and two kids...just switched carts! Whatever!

To the bagger who asked me at the end of this 20 minute ordeal (yes. J-man #2 screamed THE ENTIRE TIME!!) "Do you need help with your groceries Maam?": F*** YOU!!!

AND last but not least...THANK YOU to the elderly woman who restored my faith in humanity in a single comment , handed me a coffee on my way out of the store as I was near tears and said "You are one of the strongest women I have seen in a long time. What a wonderful Mom you must be. Way to go. Here's a coffee to calm your nerves, on me." and gave me a great big hug.

The Fourth- Part II

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Now that I've decended upon you all with the bad news...I'll share all the fun stuff. For the past six years we have spent the 4th in Irvington, VA (Jersey girl! Very posh, not the slums for sure!) Not my typical lifestyle, but one I could definitely enjoy now and again! Our gracious hosts invite several friends down every year to share this amazing display and except for the mishap below...it was the best yet. The Infamous Tides Inn does their show first then J. does his. We sat by the pool and drank margaritas, didn't get too terribly sunburned, just the places I missed with "scum scream" as J-man #2 calls it ;0)

I didn't get a lot of reading done, but it was worth the time with my friends. All 8 kids got along for the most part. Our parenting styles are pretty similar so this made it easy to keep them all in line.

We bought them all the same bathing suits and shirts and the girls got matching dresses. Here's a photo off the back pool wall...they probably shouldn't have had their arms around each other...too much squeezing going on...note to self.

Here's one more of them in front of a sign A.
found in a thrift store. She puts it up under the flag pole every year. There is an American flag above the Jolly Roger..I just didn't pay attention to what I was doing...focusing too much on kids...imagine that ;0)

It was a beautiful day weatherwise and no one was seriously hurt. What more could you ask for ?

SLEEEEEEPPPPP!!!!!! For whatever reason this trip sucked the life out of me. I've slept everyday since I've been back til 9:30 or later. It's 11 now and I've just eaten my breakfast! I promise to catch up with everyone by Friday. Motivation is lacking right now. Enjoy your Thurs day everyone! Til tomorrow....

Definitely Interesting Weekend- Part 1

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First I'd like to congratulate Chase and Suzanne who got engaged on the 4th!!! Yay!!!

Secondly, please say prayers for a fellow blogging friend of mine who was accosted by two men a couple of nights ago. Her husband has asked that we not disclose information at this time as she has several friends who read but do not have blogs and wants to be able to tell them herself first. Suffice it to say she will write about it when she's ready.

Finally...my weekend... here are some shots and stories. Lots of fun was had, and some seriously scary bits. I'll do the worst first... One being my youngest floating face down in the hot tub....This is what I heard..

Rachel..."Look! I'm so proud of J-man #2 ...he's floating!"

Me, standing right next to the hot tub taking a picture of a dog
"Huh? Oh.My.GOD!! Rachel ..grab him!"

J-man #2, after jumping in fully clothed and yanking him up out of the water.."Mommy...I held my brett!"

THANK GOD FOR SMALL FAVORS!! He wore a life vest the rest of the week.

Scary bit #2. We went to Irvington to my friend's J. and A's river house. He puts on a fantabulous fireworks show every year which includes the blowing up of 10's of 1000's of $$$'s worth of colorful explosives. This year was rivaled and surpassed by all the others especially when a lone spark landed on top of a live mortar box behind them.

I had just put my little guys to bed and came out to way too much noise, way too much light and way too much fire...I ran to the back of the house just in time to see two guys diving headlong into the pool, several other shouting "OH SH$7 RUN!" and tackling each other to the ground and rolling down the hill. The back porch and deck cleared, we ran out to make sure everyone was okay. Several guys sustained some nasty burns...but all in all, it turned out to be a laughable adventure in boy toys.

The show ended early. Here are some photos of the aftermath...

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Clean-up in progress....

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Remnants of the fireworks...