Tuesday, March 23, 2010
This is my "Peanut". He's 7 and getting ready to turn 8 in June. Since the boys' birthdays are all in the summertime, once spring starts rolling around, the discussion of "what I want for my birthday" begins.
We made a short run to Wal-mart Friday night and he says, "Mom, can we go to the Garden Center and buy some plants?" I said, "Not tonight buddy, it's supposed to snow all weekend long." He says, "Well that's what I want for my birthday." I was distracted and trying to get what we needed and get out and said, "You want what for your birthday?" (thinking he was looking at a toy or something in passing) He says, "Plants. I want plants for my birthday." All righty then...
He does love working outside in the yard with me and here's a picture of him planting some mums in the fall. He loves digging in the dirt. One year I got him his own little set of gardening tools and he LOVED them.
Granted, I'd love to get some new plants for the yard and such but it seems kind of like cheating him if he gets them for his birthday so I thought maybe something like a mini terrarium or something for his room? If anyone has any great ideas, I'm open to any and all suggestions.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Last year I took the little ones to church for the Easter egg hunt. They avoided the candy route for the eggs, which made me happy, however, they put little toys inside the eggs. Good deal right? Right. Until....my daughter opens a plastic egg and there is a little fluffy baby chick toy inside. She throws the egg and lets out a blood curdling scream.
My daughter is not a fan of these:
It's a baby chick for pete's sake. Seems innocuous enough. Yet if she sees one, she will run in the opposite direction, screaming at the top of her lungs. I have no idea where this fear came from either...
And it's not just chicks she is scared of...she doesn't like these either:
Who doesn't like baby ducks? My little princess, that's who. She is not a fan of birds in general. We tried to look at a couple of bird exhibits at the zoo last year, which went really well - until she realized there were real birds in there. At the mall one day in the parking lot, a flock of birds flew over and she's screaming, "No birds! No birds!"
My neighbors have pet birds and we've tried "making friends" and showing her that they aren't scary to no avail, she isn't having any of it.
She is, however, going to look adorable in her Easter dress that her Uncle Shawn bought her, don't you think?
Still reading? OK, don't say I didn't warn you.
I spent around 30 minutes in the kitchen tonight whipping up some awesome cheeseburgers with the onion soup packet mixed in the meat along with a side of Green Giant pasta/cheese/veggie combo, because my little ones are not huge veggie fans unless they are mixed in something else.
I get everything on the plates and we get ready to sit down and eat. The daughterling announces suddenly she has to go to the bathroom and gets up from the table. No one has taken a bite of their food yet and then it starts....
Barf....exorcist style...for like five minutes straight...on the floor next to the dining room table.
Yep just like that...
Hubs grabs a towel and announces that he will gag if he has to clean it up. I'm already wearing my fair share, so I grab the towel and clean it all up and clean her up. I grab the mop and clean up the floor. Then I haul her upstairs and put her in the bathtub to get her all cleaned up. I came back downstairs and hubs managed to choke one of his cheeseburgers down but had a look on his face like it wasn't going well... I tried to take a bite or two of mine and finally said "Forget it, just give it all to the dogs." Dinner = FAIL due to unforeseen circumstances.
I hope this is just a fluke "something she ate" issue and not the beginning of a household flu epidemic. Now I get to go start the laundry associated with the whole fiasco.
The dogs aren't complaining tonight, they ate like kings.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Today is the first day of spring...This is what I SHOULD be seeing:
In anticipation of this, we got out the summer ride on toys the other day and put them in the back yard, all ready to go.
However, on this first day of spring, this is what I am ACTUALLY seeing:
I request a redo and the immediate cessation of this white crap that I hate.
Ready For Summer
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Poor Buster...he's very tolerant though, don't you think?? LOL
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
We will be attending Rockfest at Liberty Memorial in Kansas City again this year. Yes, I'm a mom and yes I still enjoy rock music and yes I think that's ok and no, I don't think that makes me a crappy role model. Moms enjoy a little fun too now and then... The lineup is going to be good and they are having it earlier in the season, which hopefully means we won't die from heat exhaustion out there this year. :)
However, the parts I am not looking forward to are the people stomping all over me as I try to enjoy the show, pot smoke floating through the air (gross), and the general nonsense that comes with dealing with a show of this type. Last year I ended up with a giant gash on my neck that almost makes me want to reconsider going this year.
In thinking about the summer concerts, it brought to mind a post I wrote on my Myspace blog (I know, Myspace is so last week and I never use it but I keep it around because I have pics on there I haven't saved yet, lol) so I thought I'd recycle the post and bring it back to my new blog for others to enjoy.
"After attending Rockfest yesterday, I feel the need to express to the masses a few little points on what I feel should be necessary outdoor concert etiquette. Let me start off by saying that Rockfest was awesome and the bands were great. Seeing STP reunited was an experience that I wouldn't trade for all of the nonsense that went on throughout the day.
When attending an all day, outdoor festival, there are people that are smart bring a blanket to sit on and place their things. Those that aren't so smart go wandering through the crowd stepping on whatever is in their path including blankets, bags, food, drinks, and people. Sometimes the occasional blanket step is unavoidable and must be excused, especially when the offender is at least making an attempt not to step on you or the rest of your stuff. "Excuse me" can be pretty powerful words, people, USE THEM. There were also major offenders. People who would step on your blanket or you or even OVER you when they can see you sitting right there. Obviously their mothers did not teach them any manners either because there was no "excuse me" forthcoming. To these people I issue a warning: if you are going to come trampling over me and my stuff and step in my nachos or knock over my $5 beer and I happen to have a lit cigarette in my hand, expect to be tagged with a small reminder on your leg of why you should not step over or on people at concerts. I counted yesterday and there are 7 people out there with a small circular burn mark on their leg as a reminder from me to them not to step on me when there is a perfectly reasonable grass path in which they could have gone around. The people on the blanket behind me offered to take up smoking and follow the same practice, as they were getting pissed off from being stepped all over by offenders also.
Secondly, when attending an outdoor festival such as Rockfest and you intend to partake in alcoholic beverages, PACE YOURSELVES, PEOPLE! There were a ton of people that 2 hours into the festival yesterday that were passed out and ended up being carried out of the place by their friends at the end of the night. You paid $30 a ticket and $30 in beer probably to see one band for an hour, smart move. And a side note to the guy who was passed out face down in a puddle of his own puke before the concerts even started: First rule is PACE YOURSELF and second rule is GET NEW FRIENDS. If you are friends with a bunch of assholes who amuse themselves by kicking the crap out of you while you are face down in the ground in a puddle of your own puke, it's time to trade up and get new friends, man. Especially in 90-something degree weather where you could have alcohol poisoning and die of heat exhaustion and your friends' concern is kicking you in the kidneys and laughing and the people that actually go to get some help to assist you don't even know you, I see this as a problem and it's time for a trade in.
My third and fourth concert etiquette issues are a little controversial and touchy for some. The third is going to address weed. Let me start off by saying that I am not a weed smoker, but you wouldn't know if by the bloodshot eyes I have from inhaling second hand smoke out there. This, however, is not my complaint. If you want to smoke weed, that's entirely up to you; however, to those that got asked to leave the concert yesterday or got arrested because of weed, here is a piece of advice that may apply to you: WEED IS STILL ILLEGAL, people! If you know this and choose to do it anyway, certainly it's your deal, but then don't bother being indignant when you get busted. You would have been better off taking the money you wasted on frying your brain cells and put it in the Bikers for Babies fundraising cans and enjoying the concert in its entirety. Note to these people: $30 for a concert ticket, plus whatever weed goes for these days (I have no clue) to see a band or two for a couple hours and then get kicked out or arrested? Probably not economically feasible...especially if you were one that got arrested and had to come up with bail money also.
The fourth issue regarding concert etiquette is also a little sensitive for some, including myself but I am proud to say I was not an offender. This is wardrobe, especially for the larger folks. To the women, if you have 3 spare tires where abs used to be, a bikini is NOT a good choice for you. It's not cute or sexy and trust me, NO ONE wants to see this. I know, it's hot outside, but there are plenty of other appropriate cool-to-wear objects that do not subject others to their eyeballs burning for having viewed you in this state. If it is a tan you are trying to achieve, your back yard might be a better venue for this. Case in point:
I don't know any of these women but let's just say it and put it out there - Good Lord! And I'm going to go equal opportunity on the sexes here to be fair. Men, if we cannot see your belt from your gut hanging over it, there is no reason on earth to remove your shirt. Try a loose tank top to stay cooler for future events. Everyone will be happier for it. Keep in mind that as I write this, I am fully aware that I have five children and that no one wants to see my stomach, therefore a camisole that covered it was satisfactory temperature wise and pleasing to the eyes of others in mixed company.
Another side note to the men....those of you that scream for chicks to take their shirts off at concerts are the ones I am addressing here. Are you really that lame that you can't get some action at home and have never laid eyes on a set of boobs before? However, to the ladies, if you've got a great set and feel the need to show them off, go for it. However, if you are like me and have had five kids and they aren't where they used to be or weigh 300+ pounds, if you hear a man hollering to see tits, it's probably not at you, keep them put away.
My last concern is purely a safety issue. By the end of the night people were launching full water bottles through the air. Granted the mist from the water flying through the evening air was cooling, but did any of you think about the poor sucker that got whacked in the back of the head by the half full water bottle coming down? I counted probably 30 water bottles spinning gracefully through the air shooting water last night and with the crowd as packed as it was, I have to believe that there were at least 25 people who went home with a huge bump and bruise on their head. So last etiquette rule on my little diatribe here: WATER BOTTLES ARE FOR DRINKING AND SHOULDN'T BE LAUNCHED IN THE AIR AS MISSLES.
However, like I said at the beginning of this little editorial, Rockfest on the whole was a great time. The weather was fantastic, spending the day with Paul, and the rest of our group made for great company. The people on the blankets sitting around us were all great and I ran into some old friends, which was great also. The music was good and I thoroughly enjoyed the experience as a whole. And my wonderful guy Paul, who in general refuses to buy concert t-shirts, bought me a concert t-shirt. :) I hope all of the others that attended had as good a time as I did and got home safely."A couple more pictures for your perusal....this is what being mixed up in a crowd of 50,000 people looks like during the day...
Friday, March 12, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
I just finished up "A Lesson Before Dying" by Ernest Gaines. It's a classic and never fails to bring tears to my eyes. I've read it before, but every now and again I love to get an old tried and true classic out and read it again.
This is my current "fun" book...I am loving it so far. I haven't seen the movie yet because I hate seeing the movie without reading the book first. Hopefully I will have the time to finish it up this week.
I got this book for free and I decided to sit down and see what it's about. It really has pulled me in more so than I thought it would. Having had past credit issues (thanks jerkface ex) and living on a limited budget, it's really given me some great ideas on how we can manage things and get things paid down by making a plan. I don't buy into everything that Dave Ramsey says but the book does have some solid ideas that I believe are worth following through on. Once I finish the book, I plan to sit down and write out said plan and will probably blog about it too, so look for future postings on this.
I hope everyone is having a fantastic week! Mine is off to a rough start but I am hoping it will smooth out before long. I think zoning off into some reading could be a great cure!