Entry 225

I have been working. I have been cooking. I have been cleaning. (Repeat.)

That is it. I don't do anything else, just work. I don't do anything else, just work and clean. I don't do anything else, just work, clean and cook.... I've been feeling a bit like a robot lately. Life is happening here, it just seems a bit repetitive. I will give you the skinny on the happenings in our neck of the woods.

Tanner has been growing his hair out. That is the thing these days you know. I am all for him doing what he wants with his hair. Its his hair. That doesn't mean that if he came home with a blue mohawk, I would be okay with it. I am sure it would get my blood pressure up a little. Everyone has been giving him a lot of grief about cutting his hair. I finally told him that he has to at least trim it once in a while to get it to grow more, and get those bangs out of his eyes. He agreed and I dropped him off at the barber shop. I told him to tell him he was growing it out and to just trim it up. I guess I should have went in with him, because he did not get what he wanted. I am not sure if it was because the barber is used to short man cuts or if it was the way Tanner explained it. Tanner gave his own version of what I told him, so that may have been a factor. I tried to reassure him it was just hair and it would grow back, but I still felt bad. Next time, I will go with, and possibly take him to Kerrie. She is well practiced in long hair.

Colter is walking every where. He jabbers a lot and is saying more words. Still no Mommy or anything related to it, but I'm working on it. He seems to have inspector gadget arms. I am not sure how he gets a hold of some of the things he does. I can not help but laugh at him when his temper flares. He reminds me of, well me. And it he can be so ridiculous, as can I. Yes, I am admitting it.

Al, he has delusional hearing, and thats all I am going to say about that. He is at home working on my kitchen right now, or so he says he is. Any future questions about the house progress should be directed at him. I am sure he realizes he is running out of vacation time. :O) Hunting season has been over now for a few weeks now...AL!! Since he was on vacation for so long, I have redesigned my kitchen, which will result in more work, but I bet he is ready for it. Funny thing about time. You have time to sit and think about things....I wonder what else I can change.

My aunt conned me into having a lia sophia party. She is trying to get started, so I agreed to help her out. How could I refuse when she was begging me and telling me that I was her favorite niece. Wait a minute, I am her only niece! %^@#! :O) If your interested in some jewelery, let me know. My party is Tuesday. That goes for you guys too! You know Valentines is just around the corner. Don't be a fool and tell yourself that my wife or girl isn't into jewelery. I am here to tell you that just because some of us wear grease and ball caps, doesn't mean that we would love to receive a beautiful necklace once in a while.

Well, thats all for now folks! Have a fantastic weekend, week or whatever!

One more thing

I just HAD to share this with you all. You know the fun little thing called sitemeter that most of you have? Well, so do I. However, I rarely look at the thing. I did today. It seems someone found my blog by googling fungus in buttcrack. I feel sorry for that guy. Hey buddy! You may want to wash in there from time to time. Hope you found the solution to your problem.

When do I get the real thing Dad?

There is a button on this thing that sounds like your reeving the engine. He loves it. I can see numerous ulcers in my future.......

Hair

Remember a long time ago when I said I got a fabulous hair cut? I said I would post a picture? Well here you go. Only thing is, its time for another hair cut. And until I took this picture, I didn't realize how long my hair was. I think I could loose a few inches. Any how, I should really get into see the Bestest stylist in town. I have also been toying with the idea of coloring my mop. It needs something. What do you think?
FYI~ I know it looks like I am just wearing an unbuttoned shirt, but I am not!!!! Perverts! I have a cami on under neath. And yes, that is my wonderful bathroom. Someday, it will not be so blue!

Blonde?

Do you ever feel like you just had a blonde moment? I have been full of them for a while now. I used to have very blonde hair, but not so much anymore. When I had the blonde hair, I am sure I was way more intelligent than I seem to be these days. Okay, I didn't have as many blonde moments anyways. If you have been feeling a bit blonde these days, then I read on. Hopefully my blondeness will make you feel much better.

Recently, we were having some problems with the shower drain in the upstairs bathroom. The water was draining at less than snails pace. I don't know about you, but I am not a huge fan of standing in water while I shower. I figured it was my hair clogging the old drain, but I found it odd that it seemed to come on suddenly. I expressed my concern to my hubby and he said that he had tried to plunge it a few times with no luck.

I had just enough drano left to put down the drain. Usually this is a sure thing, however this time it did not work. I decided to try it again, so off to the store I went to stock up on more drano. I didn't want to run out, so I bought 3 bottles. My hubby did not share in my enthusiasm for poreing all of that drano into the old pipes, but I was determined that I was going to get that sucker unclogged.

Once again, I pored half of the bottle of drano down the drain. Much wiser this time, I decided to let it work its magic for a while longer. After 45 minutes or so, I went back up and flushed those pipes with some nice hot water. (Me, thinking to myself.-->) Arrrr. It didn't work this time either. Perhaps something fell down in there and is causing it to clog. I know. I'll find an old hanger and bend it so that I can shove it down there and see if I can fish anything out. After many attempts to reel something in, I decided I was just going to have to try the Drano again. Third times a charm, right? WRONG! Still clogged. It was time to surrender and accept the fact that I was destined to spend my days swimming in shower water.

The detective in me was not willing to accept this. Once there is a mystery, she can not shake it. She does not give up until she finds the answer or knows that she has exhausted every avenue. I suddenly had a light bulb moment. I remembered a bathtub incident that had occurred a couple of weeks earlier while giving Colter a bath. He discovered this lever that moved up and down like a light switch, and he loves his light switches. Colter played and played with that "switch" in the tub. I thought it was fine, because I had no idea what it was. I had never seen one before. For all I knew, it was just some decorative doo-hickey.

I decided to mess with that lever and see what would happen. What do you know? The water was being pulled out of that tub at moch 10.

*Smacks forehead* Heres your sign......

EGGxcuse me?!

Do you want to EGGxplain to me what you are doing?

Yes Mom. I found the eggs you threw in the trash. They explode when you throw them at the floor, see?!

I dont do mornings!

Road Rage

Back in the day, (<---I am old you know), I was a member of the road rage society. Not only did I qualify because I could get raged over other drivers stupidity, but I also could get raged at my very own back seat drivers. I have been known to chase down vehicles and give the drivers my opinion of their driving abilities. I have also been known to show my back seat drivers just how well my brakes really do work. A few of them have even gotten a lesson on what a really bad driver is like. Most of the drivers on this side of the state have seen my one finger salute at one time or another.

In my driving lifetime, I have been victim many times to the idiot driver who is behind you and in a huge hurry. Most of these idiot drivers seem to be behind me at a corner and are usually trying to turn the same way I am. Due to the lack of ponies under the hood of my old truck, I could not peel out in front of people. Because of this, I have had many impatient drives behind me. Many did not like to wait, and try to go before me. Most times, they would pick the same moment that I could go, resulting in a lot of close calls.

Now that I gave up my beloved truck, my new ride has many more ponies under the hood. Great! But, now I don't like to use them because I have precious cargo on board. I am not willing to risk my Son's life to get somewhere faster.

Now that I am a full fledged mom, I have been so busy that I let my membership to the road rage society run out. I don't miss it so much, but I do have withdrawals once in a while. A few weeks ago, I took part in an incident and now I think I am being punished.

I was at a stop sign waiting for a school bus that was coming. To me, school bus = kids, and I am not about to pull out in front of it. I start to hear a horn blaring behind me so I look into my rear view mirror. I see a crazed woman in a mini van behind me whose arms were flailing about so much, it almost appeared she was having a seizure. Unfortunately, she was not. She was in a huge hurry to get somewhere, and apparently didn't care that there was a school bus coming. May be she was on her way to the eye dr and couldn't see it. I will never know. The old road rager inside me was to much for me to hold back. The crazy lady got to witness both of my one fingered salutes.

After the incident, I really didn't feel great about it, because my son was sitting in the back seat. I am sure he had no idea that mommy was being possessed by a raging demon, but I still couldn't help but feel bad. After all the trauma I caused myself, I think I am still being punished. The society must have gotten wind of the incident and are now making sure I know that I am not aloud to participate unless I renew my membership. Last week, one my trusty little soldiers got burned on the stove. This week, the other one was burned on the stove.

I promise, I will try not to ever use them again!

Hope you all have a great, idiot driver free weekend!

A Christmas Story

Daddy had to help me open my present because I really wasn't sure what I was suppose to do. It was okay though. It was just a pair of pants. In a couple more years, this kind of gift will just be thrown at mom. I got a new pony to love and hug.
Dad said I had to take a shower before we opened gifts. I asked him what I should wear, and he said he didn't care. He said I could wear shorts if I wanted to. So I did.
Yeah, I'm still working on the same gift. I am relishing the moment.
Dad and Sadie are helping me. (Sadie really just thinks I might have some food.)
I really don't care if I have more presents to open. I want to play with this.
Just a tip....Don't ask Tanner where your gift is. You may just receive one of these......

Happy New Year!

2008. What will it bring? Hopefully, it will bring happiness, good health, lots of love and many wonderful things to you all.

When I was a senior in high school, I remember thinking that 2005 was light years away and that I would probably never see it. Yet here I am in 2008. Y2K is a very distant memory and seems like such a silly thought now. Aren't we suppose to be wearing shiny suits and driving cars that can also fly? I will admit, things have changed immensely since then, but it is nothing like what I saw in movies. Thankfully! I don't think I am ready to wear that shiny suit.

I was in bed around 9pm on New years eve and most likely sawing logs shortly after. I didn't get to ring in the new year like I have in the past, but that was okay with me. I was hosting Christmas the following day, and I had plenty to do. Al was apparently watching tv in bed around midnight. He said that Colter started to fuss and I told him to go take care of him. Al said he told me he would after the dirt bike made its jump and that I rolled over and went back to sleep. So I technically was up for the new year, but in a bit of a slumber land. I am sure if I was with it, his reply would have been asinine. But in slumber land, it made perfect sense i guess.

The boys opened their gifts after a pizza supper on new years eve. Tanner is at the age were he actually takes his time opening gifts now, and Colter is only interested for a few minutes. It took awhile for them to open their gifts, but I enjoyed every minute of it. It isn't very often that we are all together. I had gotten Tanner this ridiculous parrot that repeats what you say. It was one of those impulse buys and was intended to be more of a gag gift. I never dreamt we would have so much fun with that thing. We laughed and laughed. It was great.

My family arrived on New years day to celebrate our Christmas. I enjoyed being able to host the event and I was exited to show them that my cooking was not so bad after all. At one point while we were all sitting around the table eating, I was overwhelmed with joy. I don't even know how to explain why, except to say that our home was now part of making great memories. Something I could not say before.

Last weekend, Colter started walking. And was he proud. He walked and walked and walked. And boy was mom proud. I guess he thought it would be a funny joke if he just stopped again and went back to kneeing it. He probably thought I would brag and no one would believe me. However, I did catch him on video. I have been trying to upload it, but you tube is being mean. Colter may just have the last laugh. :O)

I am not sure what 2008 has in store for us, but I know it will be interesting. I know for sure, that I will still be having relapses and writing 2007 on my checks in april. That is the blonde in me.

Happy New Year!!