Monday, February 28, 2011

Microfiction MOnday

I'll do this one quick.  Because if I don't get something up here, I might just bail out all together...

All appreciation to Susan at Stony River, for putting up with this krappe.

"Market them to ladies, and young girls" they said.  "Give them something girly" they said.  But how do you make odor eaters feminine?

Sorry, but shoe sniffing fairies don't do much for me.

And I have an "I'd rather be..."  too.

I'd rather be at work than doing housework!  This weekend was my "get the random krappe done" weekend.  I changed out the winter for the summer dishes (no, don't ask.  you don't want to know.)  I took the winter quilt off the bed.  I tried to mail some boxes (really, I did.  They will go out as soon as I find that one thing that makes them perfect, I promise).  I put the helmets back on the little Lego guys at least a million times.  Sigh.  Yup, happy to be at work.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Tuesday Pictures

So, I will only be around sporatically for the next few weeks.  I have a project that needs all the attention I can afford it at work, so it's sucking all the extra time from you guys.  I apologize.

To assuage your loss of my wit and charm, I give you pictures of my children.

Little o having a good time in the car.  We should nickname him "The Tongue" for all the time it spends out of his mouth.

LG getting his pout on.  He's not a morning person.

Little o chilling with some legos or trios or other such multi piece toy that LG got for his birthday.  He looks vaguely guilty, so I'm pretty sure he ripped these out of LGs hands mid-project.

You should be enjoying the contrast of hipstamatic prints vs regular camera on the iPhone by now.  Good times.

For now, I'm going to go sigh at my desk.  Little o officially gave up his last bottle yesterday, and today he starts transitioning to the toddler room at school.  Where did the last 18 months go? 

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Wordless Wednesday- Brrr, it's cold...

and so, we badgers put on our sweaters:


LG wearing his new, Grammie made, Gonnigan sweater.  He was quite happy in his orange stripes.

Check out the thumb holes.  Yup, she even included the thumb holes.  Go ahead, go hug your Grammie now.  She's not as good as ours, but she does the best she can, I'm sure.

Little o sporting an Auntie Steph original.  Yes, it's a hand me down.  This monkey doesn't know that, though.  Whew, that's some crib head on that kid.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Random Tuesday Birthdays...

->  Happy Birthday, Little Guy!  Yes, you can wear your crown.  Yes, you can have a cupcake for breakfast.  Yes, you can wear the ugliest shirt in your closet (instead of the amazing Gonnigan sweater your Grammie hand knit for you at light speed so you could have it in time for your birthday).  You can pretty much do anything you want.  For 1 whole day.  What, Papa said no?  Bah on him.  I over ride his no.  Because you only get to turn 3 once, right?  Heck, I probably would have let the kid drive himself to school if he had thought to ask.  (tomorrow is going to suck, do you see that coming, too?)

Now that I have that out, on to the Random--->
->  I was told this weekend that the boys bathroom is "Tiffany Blue".  I swore the can said "Fountain Spout".  However, having not ever gotten anything in a blue box from said high priced store, I would have no idea if they were the same.  I suppose Behr can't market it as "Tiffany Blue" now can they?

->  I'm tired of driving behind people who are out of blinker fluid.  For god's sake, if you want to turn, or drift, or do anything besides go straight, please let the rest of us know.  Oh, and driving an SUV does not make you a better driver.  It just makes you an idiot in a really big car.

->  Fed Ex is trying to thwart my emergence into the 21st century.  They require my signature to deliver my iPhone.  I can not sign and leave it on the door.  They will try to deliver it 3 times before they hold it at the "pick up center".  We all know there will not be any body at my house before 6 any night this week, except the Fed Ex man.  Thwarted, I tell you.  World domination via phone is set for Thursday, then.  Which gives me time to color my hair and do a load of laundry, at least.

->  Someone suggested that pregnant women need to start packing heat to protect themselves.  Bwa, ha, ha, ha.  My children both would have been born in prison if they had let me have a gun when I was pregnant.  But that guy at the supermarket would have learned not to park in the maternity spaces to run in and get beer.

->  LG did get a fish for his birthday.  He named him Powder.  Nope, I don't get it either.  The mind of a 3 year old is a mysterious, some times scary place.

The answers to the contest questions:

1)  The Count.  Hands down.  Ha, ha, ha.

2)  Orange.  Go figure, right?  It used to be green, but now?  It's all orange.

3)  You guys gave some fairly creative answers.  I refuse to answer, just in case this blog can be used against me in court.

4)  No, I won't decide.  The younger me loved blond and beautiful, the older me dark and swarthy.  Now?  I get the best of both, I think ;)


(who gave my kids those horrible shirts?)

PB has declared Captain Dumbass the winner, with Sprite's Keeper to get a lovely parting gift (but not the Ginsu knives, he specifically said no Ginsu knives for you).  If you will kindly send me your addresses, I will ship you some lovelies. 

Now go forth and do what ever it is you do all day.

Monday, February 7, 2011

MicroFiction Monday

It's Monday.  Time for MicroFiction with Susan, at Stony River.  You get 140 to speak your mind.  Let's get to it, shall we?


"MB did not need another clock to remind her that she was running late yet again today.  Blame it on whatever you'd like, but 10 minutes late was becoming her new on time..."

I would like to say that's fiction, but lately it is all too true.  And please don't tell me I'm fashionable.  It's not.  It's just rude.  I'm working on it, though.

As for my I'd rather be:

I'd rather be at work than trying to fix this problem:

Don't see it?  Look closer.  That's a raccoon butt hanging from a shelf in my garage.  The bigger part of my problem.  PB.  "But he's really cute.  He has this stripey tail.  And a little bandit's mask!  And it's so cold outside."  I'm not a home owner.  I'm a wild life retreat manager...

Tomorrow we'll announce the winner of the contest.  Go back a few Tuesdays if you want to enter.  I'll pull tonight, so you still have a few hours.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Wordless Wednesday- Groundhog Style

Ask and you shall receive, my dear readers:

Before the Oven...
Tin of half eaten cookies at work.
Cute, no?

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Random Tuesday Countdown

It has been brought to my attention that I have been neglecting to add the Random Tuesday Thoughts button to my Tuesday Thoughts.  I suck, I know.  But it's up there today.  Enjoy the purple ham!  Then go see Keely.

->  We are in the countdown until LG's birthday.  It is a week from today.  Just ask him.  He'll tell you all about it.  I'm pretty sure he still has no idea what a birthday really is, though.  He'll still be surprised at the cake and presents when he realizes they are for him.  Aren't little kids the best?  He, he, he.  The greatest thing about being naive?  He hasn't asked for a single thing.  Which is good and bad.  Good, because that would get old really quick.  Bad, because that means I have to come up with stuff on my own.  Ugh.

->  Somehow, I am ending up having two parties for the kid.  I know, right?  How the hell did that happen.  Oh, wait, that's my fault.  I booked a room at the Nature Center, and they only allow 40 people.  In total, babies and parents included.  So, our family alone pretty much would take up the whole party, and he wouldn't be able to invite his friends.  And though I'm sure they would all love to see the raccoon and turtles up close, his friends will hopefully enjoy it more.  So, two parties it is.  Yeah.

->  After "rejuvinating" the boys bathroom with some tile and a fresh coat of paint, we decided it needed a new shower head, too.  So, I went out to our gas company web site, because for some odd reason they offer "green" shower heads at a really nice discount.  Such a good discount that I decided we should get one for our shower, too.  Doesn't it sound great?  We save water, save money, save the environment.  Good all around, right?  They said I wouldn't notice any difference.  They lied.  Really, really lied.  Jerks.  I want my "waste a lot of water and get a good soaking" shower head back.  

->  Tonight I will be making gingerbread groundhogs.  Yes, you read right.  I, the not so domestic goddess, will be baking in honor of the least important holiday on the calendar.  Why?  Because they make PB happy.  No other reason than they make him smile.  And it's a really nice smile.

->  When was the last time you did the hokey poky sober?  He, he, he.  We're trying to think of how we're going to entertain 17 or so 3 year olds for 2 hours.  After crafting up some wings and raccoon masks, doing a scavenger hunt, and maybe some pin the tail on the fox (nature center, remember) we're going to dance.  I'll try to get video, because nothing says good times like 3 year olds shaking it.

->  In the car.  Listening to Laurie Berkner's song "I'm not perfect".  From the back seat, "Let's not discuss this..."  

->  Another reason I like Steven Tyler better than Simon Cowell- "Young lady, you just sang your tushola off out there."  He said "tushola".  Not arse, not booty, tushola.  He, he, he.  


->  Everybody cross your fingers tomorrow around 9:am.  I won a free pizza and a chance at a really nice TV last week.  They draw for the TV tomorrow at 9:am.  We are still watching PB's TV from college.  A new one would be really nice.  This is the only way we'd get one.


Time to make the donuts.  Go see Keely and the other randomers.