tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56397402011-04-21T20:31:55.589-05:00Diary of a wife, mother, feeder of animals, maid, cook, taxi driver...etc..Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789691629535653437noreply@blogger.comBlogger1421100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639740.post-1156525484381767882006-08-25T11:42:00.000-05:002006-08-25T12:04:44.666-05:00

Well, summer is over and kidlets are back in school (insert happy dance here).Guess it's time for me to update huh? It's only been eons! *snort*Summer started with a trip to Seattle (kidfree) where I was lucky enough to stay several days with Kathryn and then meet up with Eliz in the Market!! Ohhhh.. I could have spent days and days there in the market area. The sights and smells and vendors

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Well once again, I've been bad about updating here.It seems I haven't had time to do much of anything. End of school had me running to all the events they pack in for those last few weeks like a crazed person. Then I got to go visit Kath in Seattle and just had a great time! Then Eliz joined us for a day of laughter and walking and shopping and eating! I can't tell you how wonderfuly that

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Jack's tin lantern

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Jack's (he was a cooper) house and shop!

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A paper colonial villiage

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Colonial songs!

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Drummer

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Colonial guy in uniform

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Corn husk doll making!

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Colonial games (toss the corn cob into a basket)

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The blacksmith demonstration

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So tomorrow is the fun and exciting Colonial Days at Ye Olde Elementary School. Jack has his 'outfit' (DH rolles eye at this as HE says females have 'outfits' and males just have clothes, but trust me, Jack is wearing an outfit!!)I volunteered to make some colonial dish and a recipe for Lemon Curd Squares comes home. (recipe below). It occurs to me that lemons would be a rarity among the common

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Jack had to write a Haiku for homework last night under the topic of Spring. He whined and complained but came up with a pretty good one.SpringFlowers are bloomingsmiling, cheerful and happyDancing in the fieldsI decided to come up with one of my ownPeriodDue any minutecrabby, grumpy and achingChocolate a mustSee? not so hard at all! LOL

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So on Friday evening, while eating some leftover pizza, I managed to break a tooth. It's a back tooth so cosmetically speaking, I could care less. However, you DO use those back teeth for chewing so on the importance scale it rates pretty damn high. Worse news, it hurts like a Mo-Fo!I find some tooth repair kit at CVS that could help. What a joke this stuff is! You are supposed to wash and DRY

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During a cleanup session w/ Jack and Mitch.Jack- Come ON Mitch, put that car away and get those books in the shelfMitch- I AM, quit rushing meJack- Why do you have to take so long to do something so simple?Mitch- I DON'TJack- You do so, now quit acting like an idiot.. I think you just do it so I end up doing most of the work.Mitch- Nuh uh.. Maybe I really AM an idiot..... waitObviously, Mitch

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Last night, my new 10 yr old informed me that since he WAS now 10 (and he made 10 sound as though it was nearing 30), he'd like to have a cup of coffee in the morning. I managed not to laugh (actually I pretended to drop something so I would have the few seconds to compose my face), and told him that would be fine, I'd happily include an extra cup for him.Flash forward to this morning, coffee pot

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Happy 10th Birthday Jack!! I wish for you to keep your enthusiasm and excitement for all you approach in life!

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"the lazy gardener"Sometimes, it pays to be lazy. In the fall, I would do darned near anything other than rake leaves. It's on of those chores I truly HATE. So rather than do this evil task, I half assed kicked and raked all the leaves from the backyard into the herb garden. I said "but honey, it'll protect them over the winter". Hubmeister rolled his eyes at this and accepted the fact that no

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Happy 13th Birthday my sweet Katarina!! May you experience nothing but joy and love and happiness!!

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Sometimes, school irks me to no end. They seem to go for months with nothing much exciting going on, then BAM, tons of shit happening all at once. For Jack's class, they have an overnight field trip to Williamsburg & Jamestown, a science fair and Colonial Days at school.. All happening in the latter half of March.. The field trip isn't too bad, just sign about a million reams of papers, make sure

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Hmm, once again I have been neglectful here..THE TOOTH finally did fall out, with no help. After all the whining and pleading, it fell out during dinner with a tiny smear of blood. Of course, we all cheered and jumped about like lunatics, as required.. Mitch quickly reminded me that we need to put it under his pillow so the tooth fairy could bring him a million dollars for it.. Ahem... Uhm.. A

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OH MY GOD... Will this tooth never fall out?????I'm ready to sneak into his bedroom at night while he's asleep and remove this loose tooth. It is hanging on by a mere suggestion of of skin and looking as though a good strong wind would cause it's removal.. Yet, it's still there.I have asked (about a billion times) if I could touch it.. (thinking to be done with this drama already) But no.. I may

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This week as I was searching the boys room for lost/forgotten socks to wash, I found something else.. Something I was really not ready to find. On the top bunk (the one that never gets slept in), under a plastic tub filled with PS2 games, I found a Victoria's Secret catalog.It didn't hit me at first, since ignorance is bliss. I thought huh, whats that doing in here.. Then it turned into "Holy

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It's happened!! Finally, my baby (well, okay he's 6, but still..) has his 1st loose tooth. He ate an apple for snack on Friday and a tiny bit of blood was there and *walla*, his tooth is loose. He was running in the door to show me this miracle. He shoved his face about 2 inches from mine and gave it a wiggle with his tongue. "Look Mom, it moves!" Jack was standing there, waiting for my

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My husband got a cookbook for Christmas. A chocolate lovers cookbook to be specific. Chocolate cookies, bars and brownies. Chocolate cakes, tortes, bombes. Even pies and puddings and sauces.I have looked through this book (drooling all the while) several times. Have even marked some things that really appealed to me.This was done directly after DH and I had the "we really must join the gym"

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After a horrid 3 weeks, my girl is finally home. Thank you all for the prayers, positive thoughts, hugs, kindness and concern. I was deeply touched. I couldn't have had a better outcome for what, at times, was considered a fatal incident.Recovery will be slow but, she will recover. I'm grateful.

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Raspberry Fondue DipPrep/total time- 25 min1 package (10 oz) frozen sweetened raspberries1 cup apple butter1 tbsp red-hot candies2 tsp cornstarchAssorted fresh fruitPlace raspberries in a bowl; set aside to thaw. Strain raspberries, reserving 1 tbsp juice; discard seeds.In a small saucepan, combine strained berries, apple butter and red-hots. Cook over med heat until the candies are dissolved,

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Pistachio Cranberry Barkprep time- 20 min + chilling2 cups (12 oz) semisweet chocolate chips5 oz white candy coating, chopped1 cup chopped pistachios. toasted & divided3/4 cup dried cranberries, dividedIn a microwave safe bowl, melt chocolate chips; stir until smooth. Repeat with candy coating. Stir 3/4 cup pistachios and half the cranberries into semisweet chocolate. Thinly spread onto a waxed

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Ok, I know this time of year everyone is supposed to be filled with cheer and the yuletime glow and all that crap.. But If one more well meaninged person reminds me how many days are left til Christmas I may have to hit them. No, I am not all done shopping... In fact, I've barely started.This is nothing unusual for me. I am the one on Christmas Eve's day still out picking up that last minute

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We are avid football watchers here in Hokie country. At one time we had tickets for home games there in Lane stadium. After a while (read: after we started having babies), going to the games became a problem. At least going together. Finding a babysitter on a game day was near impossible so eventually, we stopped getting the tickets. Now we have several friends who do still get tickets (their

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Steph, I hunted up these low or no sugar treats just for you!! ApplesauceCocoa CookiesINGREDIENTS:1/2 cup shortening1 egg, beaten1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder1/2 teaspoon salt1/4 cup water1 teaspoon baking powder1/3 cup granulated artificial sweetener2 cups cake flour1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon1/2 teaspoon baking soda1 cup unsweetened applesauceDIRECTIONS:Preheat oven to 375 degrees F (190

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Ginger Raisin Cookies1/4lb, plus 4 tbsp butter, softened to room temp.1 cup sugar1 egg1/4 cup molasses2 1/4 cup flour2 tsp baking soda1/2 tsp salt2 tsp ground ginger1/2 tsp cinnamon1/4 tsp ground cloves1 1/2 cup raisinsAdditional granulated sugar for coatingCream together the butter and sugar. Beat in egg and molasses. Sift together flour, baking soda, salt, ginger, cinnamon and cloves. Stir into

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My Buddy Steph, has her Yule cookie list up and ready to drool over. So I thought I'd dig up some treats as well. Not sure if I'll make all of these or not, but they all look and sound good!Almond Shortbread1 cup butter, softened1 cup sugar1 egg yolk1 tsp almond extract1 cup blanched almonds, finely groundCream butter in a large mixing bowl. Gradually add sugar, beating til light and fluffy. Add

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I am still here.. really. Just seem to have the blahs and ho-hums as far as writing anything.The 1st cold landed here already. Brought home from the 9yr old and passed lovingly to all. It's passed now, for the most part. Though all are still sniffling and coughing.I tried that Zicam stuff and it did seem to help but next time will go with the swab thingies. I got the nose spray (but really, it's

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Hmm, guess I need to update here. Between back to school and regular day to day junk, I seem to be MIA!Finally, Kathy's aides are trained up and I no longer have to trot myself over to the middle school for that. Whew! She seems to be having a grand time this year with very little of the 'hissy fits' we had last year. Her aides are nice people who seem to enjoy their jobs and now that we've

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Another birthday has come and gone. My last year as a 30 something woman. *sigh*But hey, 40 is the new 30, right?Yeah... bite me.On the brighter side, I got carded for my birthday lunch...

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Okay, the grand total for school supplies came to 47.83. Gotta love Walmart. This includes a backpack and the damned tissues that seem so crucial to our public school system. Funny, my kids hardy ever use tissues at home, that's what their hands and shirts are for. Yet, every grade asks for a couple boxes per student. Is there a black market on these or what?I also had to buy some new sandals for

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Today's mission is back to school shopping for the suggested list of crap they'll need to tote in on the 1st day of school.. I'm hopeful that no one else will be doing the same so I can get it done with little bloodshed. That they will wait til the week before (like I used to do) and be frantic to find these items. We'll see..The list is.Mitch:backpack (already has)beach towel (already has)

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This is what life would be like had I had 6 kids! LOL The girlfriend I stayed with in MD also has 3 kids (all boys). Add my 3 in the mix and it made for some interesting days. Ages 12 (2), 9, 6, 5 and 3. You can imagine how hard it was to capture all 6 in a photo, so we'll cherish this one!

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I'm back from the MD trip and feel so so tired. Corralling 3 kids for a week in someone else's home is WORK!! I felt grateful when we managed to leave the house on time. And exhausted. We didn't do any sight seeing this time but did experience Chuck-E- Cheese full force and discovered that triple A can be at your location in 75 minutes when your son has locked your keys in the car. Good to know I

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Congratulations Mitch!! You are now officially a Kindergartener!!And yes, Mama was a bit teary eyed thru the event but I am proud that I didn't sob uncontrolably like I thought I might. A very bittersweet moment. My baby has passed this milestone with blinding speed and it really has left me a tad heartbroken.I try to imagine this Fall though. All 3 kids getting on a schoolbus. Gone all day. WOW

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Key West, Fl... June 2005

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We are back from our Key West trip. The wedding was lovely, the weather hot and humid and the kid free part was a rare treat! The couple who were married spent most of their time in a bar. The famous bar in the shot above or the pool bar at the hotel or one of many other bars. I guess this was proof positive that we are, indeed, old farts now. In our younger carefree days, we too probably spent

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I love to hear conversations the kids have, especially when they are unaware I'm listening. Here's one I heard last night. For reference, Hubby and I are going to Key West for 5 days soon and my mother is staying w/ the kids.Jack (9)- Mom wants us to clean this room up and you're gonna have to help this time instead of sitting there and watching ME do all the work.Mitch (5)- We could just push

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Ten Things I've Never Done..Tagged by Eliz.. Who will be smacked at some point!1) I've never been arrested.2) I've never flown first class.3) I've never been on a cruise.4) I've never had a surprise party.5) I've never learned another langugage.6) I've never had surgery.7) I've never learned the secret to a great pie crust.8) I've never gone skydiving or parasailing (though would like to try the

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Ok Steph,Total volume of music files on my computer: None. I use a CD playerThe last CD I bought was: *blush* Kidz Bop 7! LOL I think the last I bought for myself was the newest Black eyed peas oneSong playing right now: None, though I do hear cartoons from the family roomFive songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me: Hmm, not sure I have a fav 5, I have 6 CD's in my car and switch them

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So I finally broke down and went to the Dr's office last night. I had plenty of time to reflect on the differences between pediatrician after hours visit and grown up Dr after hours visits as I sat with 20 or so other coughing, germ spreading people.At the ped office, you get an actual appt time, so even though you won't be seen at the appointed time, you do have a general idea of when you might

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It has been brought to my attention that the 'Blogroll me' thing isn't working (Thanks, Jay), so I had a bit a free time yesterday and tried to fix it.Apparently, blogrolling hates me and wants to see me go insane. I checked the code (over and over) and the damned code is correct, yet still does not work. I even tried yelling and cursing after a bit, still nothing.So if any friends out there can

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It's Sunday afternoon and a pretty nice day out. Since I'm still under the weather from this cold/allergy/whatever thing, I'm trapped inside with the loving family. *snort*I was woken by the 5yr old, who climbed into my bed and snuggled close. Sounds sweet, doesn't it? It was, til he turned towards me and coughed into my eye. Snuggle time over. I managed to wiggle my way out of the bed and stood

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You are a Toad croak! Meaning you are afairly normal person! You are mostly a happyperson, getting on with your life with only afew croaks and moans! You are also a practicalperson and probably quite a hard worker. Youenjoy the simple things in life like thecompany of your friends, going shopping or tothe cinema, reading a good book and being withyour family or loved one. Your good pointsare that

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The past few weeks have been rather a trial. While the weather has been fairly nice and me and the kids have been romping outdoors more, they have also been hammered by the high pollen counts. One week it was Kathy and Mitch to the Dr's. Mitch had what I thought was pink eye but found it to be 'allergy eye' instead. I didn't realize since he's never had it before, that it did turn your eyes red.

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Groundhogs beware!I am armed with a trap and plenty of tasty catfood. You are no longer welcome to roam the yard gobbling up my herbs and flowers. Take a lesson from your friend there and find another home or I will do so for you!! You might want to warn the opossums and skunks as well. I hear they like catfood too and will be considered fair game!! 

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Lately, I have been in somewhat of a funk. I can't seem to get motivated to do much. Yeah, I've been doing the day to day crap, but usually when spring has sprung, I start projects!No projects in the making so far though. I feel blessed if I manage to get enough laundry done. I have my flower beds weeded and mulched. But little else.The weather hasn't helped. Cool and rainy makes me want to

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I took my coffee outside this morning to view the start of a warm and rainless day and look what greeted me!!  Isn't she a pretty thing?  In case you're wondering, it's a weeping dwarf cherry tree. And yes, I do see that it needs a bit of weeding under it. *grumble, grumble*

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Today, I went into the elementary school to register Mitch for Kindergarten. At his 5yr checkup (done just a few months ago, late) I had the nurse fill out that familiar blue medical form so I wouldn't have to go back again (yes, I was actually thinking that day). So I was able to shoot right in and sign him up, medical form and SS# in hand. I had forgotten the birth cert but can easily pop in so

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It's a lovely spring day today. The sun is bright, the wind is gone. My car windows were open on my way to pick up the kidlet.Too bad I feel so awful!Our Spring/Easter break is done and the entire time was spend either tending sick kids or being sick myself.One kid had an awful cold with head congestion, coughing and sneezing. The other one went to bed fine and woke in time to puke dead center in

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Back from my trip to Chicago!!  I met up with some old and new frinds for a kid free get away. Man, I need to do that more often! What a blast it was. Chicago is the perfect city to roam. Plenty to see and do, most within walking distance. Wonderful food too!! Oink!We even got to a flower/gardening show while there. Of course, with spring flowers popping, this really was perfect timing! I'm

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Today, I am mean ole mommy. Totally different than the wonderful mommy I was last night when I agreed to let the boys sleep out on the couch.Why the sudden change you may ask? Because today, they must clean up their stuff. The many toys that have been left out, tossed aside and sort of forgotten. Note the bold type of their toys, not mine.This morning as I made my way to the coffeepot, I stepped

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Why does shit like this always happen to me?? My BIL is staying with us on Thursday night, to accompany DH on a golf trip the next morning. And we all know the house is never cleaner when expecting a house guest! And I'm having a few gals over on Friday for a little Hen Party, and really, no matter how good of a friend, THEY will notice every clutter pile and cat hair to be had. So this week my

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Today, for the 1st time in at least a few weeks, I wore jeans. They were rather tight and uncomfortable. I got on my scales and saw I had gained 10+ lbs!! I guess I had been wearing yoga pants and sweat type stuff and didn't realize I had been packing on the lbs.. I told my mother (mistake #1)She says I need to stop drinking soda, tea and Kool-aid and drink water. Now I'm not a big water drinker

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Wow! I have certainly negleted this blog!! And I really don't have some earth shattering reason why. I guess the craziness of preparing for Christmas was the start. I just didn't have time to sit and do anything. Then I was feeling blah about everything, including blogging. Then I suppose it was sort of like a habit. And honestly, I couldn't seem to work up the energy to even think of anything

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Trick or Treat? Thus far, the day seems full of tricks! I hope this means that I will be rewarded later with tons of my favorite candy to steal out of my kidlet's bounty of sugar! The day started with 2 boys diving onto my sleeping self yelling "Daddy comes home today AND we go trick or treating!! YAH!" I grunt with pain as one of them has landed on my hipbone and try to catch my breath.. They

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Halloween And so it's begun. The begging and whining for candy has started already. Today is Saturday. They have not even gone trick or treating yet. This mad grab for candy is from the piles they got at school and for Jack, the bag his bus driver treated him to. They woke this morning, little eyes still blurred from sleep, and asked for candy. Now never have they been allowed to have candy for

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VA Tech ~vs~ Georgia Tech Holy Shit!!!! What a game!!

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Another lovely Fall day!! Yep, Fall is here and the chill grip of Winter is right around the corner.. I notice the mornings especially. Like this morning. I awoke on the couch because when I went to bed last night my spot was taken over by two warm and sleeping boys! Not a huge deal and really, they looked so cute and snug, I just didn't have the heart to move them. So I woke and looked out to

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I had forgotten just how specific you have to be with kids, a rookie move for someone with 3. Over the summer we had the "Tarzan Episode". This was where the 4yr old watches Tarzan catoons, plays a Tarzan Playstation game, then thinks he IS Tarzan and tries to swing from the closet pole. The result, of course, was a broken closet pole. I remember being informed by the 8yr old (who is always

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a conversation between a coughing and sneezing mom and her 4yr old son: Mom: (coughing madly) what would you like for lunch today? 4yr old: Nothing yucky Mom: (losing patience quickly due to the urge to lay down) Okay, nothing yucky.. Tell me what sounds yummy. 4yr old: How bout some soup? Mom: Sounds great to me, what kind? 4yr old: the kind with the sgabetty in it Mom: eh? what's that?

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I sit here, drooling over the pamphlet they sent and I come across these sentences, "Daytime dress, casual resort wear is acceptable. Evening dress, more formal garments expected (Jacket and tie required for men)" Resort wear?? I'm thinking that doesn't mean my well worn jeans and bummy tshirts.. SHIT!! Off to go stare into my closet.. Way, way in the back of my closet..

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Oh, Heaven awaits!! In slightly over 24 hours, I will be outta here!! My wonderful mother will arrive here sometime after 6pm tomorrow. Then Friday morning, we are hitting the road!! Kid-free!! Did I mention how my mother is wonderful?? We got our itinerary in the mail today!! Friday: Check in at The Homestead 3:00pm an hour long carriage ride through the immaculate grounds 4:00pm High Tea

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I was sitting here eyeing the back to school supplies I still need to buy, and remembering (or trying to anyway), what I took to school after summer break. 1st off, we went back to school in Sept way back then, not August. And it seems to me I had a 5 subject notebook, some loose leaf paper and maybe a pencil or two.. Ah how times change!! Have a look at the "suggested" list for my soon to be

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If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through the pet syndrome including toilet-flush burials for dead goldfish, the story below will have you laughing out LOUD! Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet. Here's what happened. Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was "something wrong" with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner in his room. "He's just

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Okay, trying something here that may or maynot help the spacing thing... Oh joy!!!!! Thank-you Ripal!!! You are now my best friend!!!!

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I seem to be having a tiny problem here with the spacing. Ever since they er, improved things, all my blogs now look like one big paragraph. Now I'll admit to being a lazy person at heart, but this is not the look I'm shooting for (i.e. the uneducated look). So if anyone has some wonderful advice on how to do this major feat, please feel free to share your knowledge with me.

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Lately Mitch has insisted he no longer likes his name. He would like to change his name to Sousheet, and wants to be addressed as such at all times. In fact, if I or any family member call him Mitch, he will stubbornly ignore us until we call him Sousheet. Where he came up with this uhm.. original name is beyond me. However, this rule does not apply to anyone he considers his friend. Like

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Yesterday I spoke with my friend Beth. Her father passed away yesterday at 2:30 after a nasty fight with cancer. She was able to spend a few days with him before he died and her brothers were there as well. He was aware though unable to speak. Since he was military, they are unsure when his body will be released so also unsure of when any services will be held. This means she will not be able to

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  Wow, I haven't been here in a long while so I guess I'm due for an update!                       Between  entertaining kidlets and regular Mom/Housewife duties, I've also taken on these damn projects that seem to suck the day away.  We recently invested in a pressure washer and  have started the messy, tiring and long process of cleaning the decking. Of course, when I say we I really mean me

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I've just returned from my annual "school is out, let's go to MD for a week' vacation. Though vacation is probably not the right word here, considering that I go with all 3 kidlets in tow, while DH stays home. This year, I decided that we shall go exploring the wonders of D.C. Mainly because I had put it off for so long and Jack had learned about all the monuments and memorials this year in

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In between rainstorms, I pretty much push the kidlets outdoors. A nice excuse is that Daisy needs a good run. They are much more eager to go walk/play with the dog than, say, clean their room or pick up toys. Go figure! Anyway, about a week and a half ago, the sun was out. Mitch was inside and I hurriedly suggested a walk with Daisy. He was happy to help but didn't want to actually have to get

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My mother was a fanatic about public toilets. As a little girl, she'd bring me in the stall, teach me to wad up toilet paper and wipe the seat. Then, she'd carefully lay strips of toilet paper to cover the seat. Finally, she'd instruct, "Never, never sit on a public toilet seat. And she'd demonstrate "The Stance," which consisted of balancing over the toilet in a sitting position without

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It just occurred to me that it is May.. May is the last full month of school!! Ack! Am I ready?? It looks to be a busy month and I don't feel very energetic *L* So I've narrow it down to stuff we HAVE to do and got rid of the things that could be construed as optional.. Damn.. Still looks busy 5/7/04- Me Book conference w/ Mitch teacher at preschool 5/9/04 John returns from birdwatching trip

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If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, does that rule also apply to sexy? Yes, in this household, it does. What do I consider sexy ~vs~ What Hubby considers sexy was found last week. Remember the closet cleaning frenzy? All the clothes piled everywhere? Yes, well. While weeding thru this overwhelming task I had a chance to giggle and blush over some of the selections I had made in my

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Spring Cleaning Last weekend, I watched an episode of Clean Sweep. It was my downfall. I thought, hmm, if they can do a couple whole rooms in one afternoon, I can surely do my single little ole closet.. Right? Ah, what an idiot I am!! I had not considered the team of 20 or so folks running hither an yon on that show. I do not have 20 helpers.. I don't even have 1.. I did manage to empty my

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We are back from our trip to Maryland for Grandma's viewing and funeral. It was a horrible trip due to the fact that the tummy bug had spread like wildfire through our home in the days before we left. It started with Mitch, who could not EVER seem to make it into the bathroom when needed. 2 days later (Jack's birthday and day Grandma died) Jack and I came down with it as well. I thought perhaps

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A sad day indeed. My Grandmother died last night. Her struggle is over and I'd like to think she is back to her bossy old self now. No more illness. No more bewilderment and confusion. No more fraility. I'd like to offer a memory today that has stuck with me since I was a child. On Wednesday's I had dance class for tap and ballet. So every Wednesday my grandmother would pick me up after school.

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This month we celebrate 2 birthdays in our clan. Kathy has turned 11, a feat that was highly doubted at her birth. It makes me remember the awful and uncertain time that should have been filled with joy. Occasionally, I do still mourn that expected perfect child. Though I no longer feel the anger and overwhelming sadness I once did. Isn't it funny how time changes things? I look at her now and

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Okay, Okay! Quit poking me! Here's a blog for ya!! I have been a bit remiss in blogging lately due to: 1) Trying to cage and release backyard critters. Since the opossum, nary one critter has entered the damn cage. So I'm baiting it with our nightly leftovers, but I think they're on to me and are suspicious about their missing friends who sampled food in there before.. 2) Laying chicken wire

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Well, the big snow storm that was supposed to happen last night and today was a dud. Nary a flake of snow to be seen, so I gleefully loaded kids off to school this morning. ************************************************************ I had decided that the backyard 'critters' need to go. I love nature about as much as anyone and have respect for wildlife as well. However, they no longer seem

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Today is Tuesday. Mitch is back in preschool, Jack is in school (though delayed an hour). Kathy is sick with runny nose and cough and I have bronchitis. I went to my Dr yesterday and got antibiotics and cough/congestion pills and inhailer. I need a vacation.. ALONE.. I want to lay in the sun, run my fingers through some warm dirt. I need this crappy winter to be over..

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Okay, I need to ramble and whine here. I woke yesterday morning at 4am. The reason I woke then was due to Mitch, the recently hospitalized child. He was whimpering and wheezing. CRAP!! So off we go to do a breathing treatment and then back to bed... For about 1/2 an hour, then he wakes me because his belly hurts.. Now a 4 yr old cannot seem to describe the type of pain he's having and I have

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here's a little update! Due to a pending ice storm, I have a mere 10 minutes so have to rush! 1) Mitch is doing fine now, hardly any wheezing at all. can now do breathing treatments as needed (whew) rather than the 4 a day we were doing. This is great news as he was being a tad bratty about it. have cut down prednizone to once a day. Also good news since it tastes REALLY nasty and he was bratty

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My mother called yesterday to tell me my grandmother has yet another infection due to the dialysis. We knew this was coming. My granmother is in great pain for every change of the dialysis (done every 6 hrs). Enough is enough, and she said she wouldn't be doing it anymore. Hospise is supposed to be there today. She and my aunt were supposed to talk to my grandmother last night about this. I

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Adventures in bellydancing Yesterday after picking up Mitch from preschool and getting him settled, I decided to break out the bellydancing tape Steph sent to me.. I had visions of me shaking my hips expertly (think Shakira) and gliding through the movements with ease.. Reality was me looking like an idiot.. It is alot harder than I thought and I seem to be lacking rhythm and grace of any sort

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Today is the 1st day of the rest of your life.. And other profound shit! LOL Actually today is was the 1st step on my road to being smoke free. I took a pill this morning.. Doesn't sound very drastic, does it? The earth didn't shake and the sky didn't fall. In fact, soon after swallowing this pill, I was pouring cereal, gathering clothes and checking backpacks as usual.. Boring mom stuff.. BUT

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Our Family Christmas went well. We got all Santa's gifts out and under the tree with no problems and no peeking kidlets. The stockings were stuffed and we fell into bed. Jack was up 1st with the news that it was morning and Santa had been there and "get up". I turned on the coffee and went to pee, all the while with Jack jumping up and down begging to open the presents. DH convinced him he must

Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789691629535653437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639740.post-1072204037824793712003-12-23T13:27:00.000-05:002003-12-23T13:28:16.106-05:00

How a single phone call send you into a tizzy.... I have been plotting about what to get my mother for Christmas for months. She's one of those irritating people who shops all the time and buys herself whatever she needs, Christmas time or not. So after much thought I hit upon the gift. We had been talking about how the movie rental places are slowly but surely phasing out the VHS section and

Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789691629535653437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639740.post-1071809107323847542003-12-18T23:45:00.000-05:002003-12-18T23:46:01.030-05:00

Things are better today!! Still not great, but better. Kathy and Jack are probably well enough to head back to school.. But, of couse, it's been snowing off and on all day and supposed to continue through the night.. And surprise, guess what it's supposed to do all day Friday??? Yep, you guessed it, SNOW! So since tomorrow will probably be called off due to winter weather, I can now look

Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789691629535653437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639740.post-1071589837413824652003-12-16T10:50:00.000-05:002003-12-16T10:51:29.123-05:00

I'm here and alive.. sort of.. A friend has reminded me that I actually need to use this blog spot on occasion (this is for you Brenda) so guess it's time for a little update.. At the moment, I'm sitting here in my jammies with a tissue jammed up my nose and reeking of cough drops. School is open today (called off yesterday due to ice), but none of my 3 kids are there.. They are all sick too.

Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789691629535653437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639740.post-1070390942312166792003-12-02T13:49:00.000-05:002003-12-02T13:49:39.576-05:00

At preschool, during pick up I was chatting with a Mom who works full time. We were sort of whining about how we were so NOT ready for Christmas. She made a comment about how since I was a SAHM, I should have plenty of free time to shop, decorate, bake and eat bon bons. She kind of said it jokingly, but kinda not too, if you know what I mean. The old myth shared by many that SAHM's have it so

Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789691629535653437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639740.post-1070209983216418982003-11-30T11:33:00.000-05:002003-11-30T11:33:38.640-05:00

Small children and the guy in the red suit.... Yesterday, my husband decided to take the kids to the mall to see Santa! Kathy was getting fed so couldn't go, but the boys were ready and eager! Jack was bursting with excitement and Mitch's face was lit with pure kid joy at the mere thought of seeing Santa! I asked him what he'd say to Santa. He was thinking about what he wanted to ask for. Hmm

Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789691629535653437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639740.post-1069876941243725622003-11-26T15:02:00.000-05:002003-11-26T15:02:53.263-05:00

And so it starts Today my schooler kids got out 1/2 day early. Jack unloads backpack, strips off clothes and joins his already naked brother. Yippee! He knows he now has a 4 day weekend and Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. His Uncle Shawn will be here. So he starts with "what time will he be here? Is he coming tonight?" Grrrr.. No he will be here tomorrow morning. "What time"? I really don't know,

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