Moogies World: October 2006 Archives

October 29, 2006

Up and running

Well, I think I've got most of my posts backed up. Unfortunately, the latest backup that my host did was on 10/21/06 so I had to redo about a weeks worth of posts. I think I have most of them now. Luckily, I had saved some in a draft copy on MS Word.

Unfortunately, I lost all of my comments for that period which was a bummer, but what can you do? My host has been pretty helpful so I certainly can't complain about service.

I did learn that they only back up once a week so I will be backing this blog up much more regularly now. Chalk this up to lessons learned.

Luckily, this type of thing doesn't happen very often.

Does anyone here have experience with Word Press? Is it difficult to move your site from MT to WP? In doing some research, and fixing of my problem, I have heard that WP is a much better platform.

Any thoughts?

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October 27, 2006

Server Crash

Some of you may have noticed that my blog was down today. It's back up but it seems that I have lost a week's worth of data. I've contacted my host (ok, I've been talking to them all day) to see if it's completely lost, or if there is a way I can get it back.

I'm not happy but what can you do? Does anyone know if there is a way to get any of your posts back if you are using MT? I'm pretty sure not, but it never hurts to ask.

I'm still hoping that my host will have an answer but as of yet, I haven't heard anything.

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October 26, 2006

Thursday Thirteen - #9

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Thirteen Helpful Hints

Clean your glass shower: To clean the glass in your shower easily, apply lemon juice to the glass with a sponge. Then, take newspaper and wipe the lemon juice off the glass. It will be clean and sparkle with no scrubbing!
Reheat Pizza: Heat up leftover pizza in a non-stick skillet on top of the stove, set heat to med-low and heat till warm. This keeps the crust crispy. No soggy micro pizza. I saw this on the cooking channel and it really works.
Easy Deviled Eggs: Put cooked egg yolks in a zip lock bag. Seal, mash till they are all broken up. Add remainder of ingredients, reseal, keep mashing it up mixing thoroughly, cut the tip of the baggy, squeeze mixture into egg. Just throw bag away when done easy clean up
Expanding Frosting: When you buy a container of cake frosting from the store, whip it with your mixer for a few minutes. You can double it in size. You get to frost more cake/cupcakes with the same amount. You also eat less sugar/calories per serving.
Reheating refrigerated bread: To warm biscuits, pancakes, or muffins that were refrigerated, place them in a microwave with a cup of water. The increased moisture will keep the food moist and help it reheat faster.
Newspaper weeds away: Start putting in your plants, work the nutrients in your soil. Wet newspapers put layers around the plants overlapping as you go cover with mulch and forget about weeds. Weeds will get through some gardening plastic they will not get through wet newspapers.
Broken Glass: Use a dry cotton ball to pick up little broken glass pieces of glass-the fibers catch ones you can't see!
No More Mosquitoes: Place a dryer sheet in your pocket. It will keep the mosquitoes away. Squirrel Away! To keep squirrels from eating your plants sprinkle your plants with cayenne pepper. The cayenne pepper doesn't hurt the plant and the squirrels won't come near it.
Easier thank you's: When you throw a bridal/baby shower, buy a pack of thank you cards for the guest of honor. During the party, pass out the envelopes and have everyone put their address on one. When the bride/new mom sends the thank you's, they're all addressed!
Ownership: If you purchase a new bike for your child, place their picture inside the handle bar before placing the grips on. if the bike is stolen and later recovered, remove the grip and there is your proof who owns the bike.
Flexible vacuum: To get something out of a heat register or under the fridge add an empty paper towel roll or empty gift wrap roll to your vacuum. It can be bent or flattened to get in narrow openings.
Reducing Static Cling: Pin a small safety pin to the seam of your slip and you will not have a clingy skirt or dress. Same thing works with slacks that cling when wearing panty hose. Place pin in seam of slacks and -- voila -- static is gone.
Measuring Cups: Before you pour sticky substances into a measuring cup, fill it with hot water. Dump out the hot water, but don't dry the cup. Next, add your ingredient, such as peanut butter, and watch how easily it comes right out.

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October 25, 2006

Dove Evolution

I saw this over at JATP's place and wanted to share. I've been following Dove's campain for a while now. I think they are on to a good thing. Let's just hope that more companies follow their lead.

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Wordless Wednesday - #12

Arrrrr Matey!

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October 24, 2006

Tarzan

Her: What did Tarzan say when he saw the elephants coming over the hill with tennis shoes on?
Me: I don't know. What did he say?
Her: Oh look, here comes the elephants over the hill wearing tennis shoes!

Her: What did Tarzan say when he saw the elephants coming over the hill with baseball caps on?
Me: I don't know. What did he say?
Her: Oh look, here comes the elephants over the hill wearing baseball caps!

Her: What did Tarzan say when he saw the elephants coming over the hill with Hawaiin shirts on?
Me: I don't know. What did he say?
Her: Oh look, here comes the elephants over the hill wearing Hawaiin shirts!

Her: What did Tarzan say when he saw the elephants coming over the hill with sunglasses on?
Me: Here come the elephants over the hill with sunglasses on?
Her: No! He didn't say anything! He didn't recognize them!

Ba-dum-bump!

Posted by Moogie at 5:41 PM

October 23, 2006

Tact, and proof that my youngest lacks it

The lady across the street recently acquired a new cat. It had been dropped of at a local elementary school and basically, she rescued it. It's important to note here that she has another cat named Clyde. Clyde has been with her for 11 years. Clyde is the ruler of all things human. He is the boss. The supreme ruler, and lord help you if you do not live up to his standards.

He also steals meatloaf meant to lure the neighbor’s dog into the garage while there is a thunderstorm going on. I almost had the dog in the garage when Clyde hopped off the work bench and snatched the meatloaf out of my fingers. So the dog proceeded to take off towards the back woods. Where it is dark. And there are all sorts of things living there. And I didn't have a flashlight. Oh wait, I'm getting sidetracked.

So Clyde the cat was really miffed at my neighbor for getting a new cat, because "people, you have ME, so what more could you want and I don't want to share my space."

So Clyde disappeared one morning, and hadn't returned by that night. Or the next. Or even then next. You would hear my neighbor calling him during all parts of the day, but with no success.

Meelie was helping search one late afternoon and took her job seriously because she came home to get the rain boots so they could go "DEEP INTO THE WOODS." Um, ok, maybe not really deep but to them, a couple of feet means it's time to light the fire and roast marshmallows. Did anyone think to bring the tent?

So after about an hour of searching, and calling, and taking a break for a snack, and searching some more, she came home to tell me:

"Well, we didn't find him. I told Mrs. M that the raccoons probably got a hold of him and did him in."

I do want to report that Clyde was not done in. He reported home early this morning, a little thinner than when he left and a whole lot more hungry.

Posted by Moogie at 5:17 PM

October 22, 2006

Tastebuds

When I was a child, I didn't care for ketchup or mustard on my hot dogs. I liked peanut butter. I loved it when my mom would slather that rich, creamy peanut butter on a piece of bread, and then put a nice, freshly cooked, steaming hot hot dog on top. And then the peanut butter would melt.

To me, that was one of the best foods there ever was.

What about you? Do you like anything that may be considered odd?

Posted by Moogie at 4:43 PM

October 21, 2006

What I need....

I saw this over on Meli's a few days ago and thought I would give it a try.

Go to Google
Type in your name, and then the word "needs."
For example, I would type in "Laura needs."

Laura needs to get a man. Does my husband know about this? I'm thinking, Cabana Boy!
Laura needs to get out more. Is this with or without kids?
Laura needs two more little ones. Sorry, but this lane is closed.
Laura needs a home. I don't take up much space and I always clean up after myself. I will probably need it pretty soon, once my husband reads about the Cabana Boy.
Laura needs your votes! Yes! Yes I do! I just wish I knew what I was running for!

What about you? What do you need?

Posted by Moogie at 3:54 PM

October 20, 2006

PSA

Mr. OWW is a redhead, fair skinned, complete with freckles. Ok, so maybe not so much red in the hair department anymore but you get the picture. He doesn't have to be out in the sun for very long for him to burn.

When he was a child, the dangers of exposing your skin to the sun were not as well known as they are now. He did not use sunscreen (it simply wasn't available). Because of that neglect, he has had to go to the dermatologist at a minimum of twice a year for quite some time. He watches for suspect spots closely, and gets them taken care of immediately. He wears sunscreen every day, and a hat, and limits his time in the direct sun as much as possible.

It is his hope that he can, if not completely avoid, at least minimize problems. Except for a few times, he has come back with clear pathology reports. He has been very lucky, but I suspect is has been because of his diligence in taking extremely good care of his skin.

Please, if you do nothing else for yourself, use sunscreen. On both you and your children, so that you will not have to go through what my husband does on a daily basis.

The following is a letter that Mr. OWW received in the mail yesterday from his doctor.

Date: October 16, 2006

The pathology report on the skin growth removed from your right thigh has returned Squamous Cell Carcinoma. The treatment you received was called electrodesiccation and curettage. This treatment eradicates the skin cancer by repetitive cauterization and curretage (surgical scraping). The cure rate for this type of treatment is very high. I anticipate that you will have no further difficulties at this location. It should be examined within the next 3-6 months to assure appropriate healing and no evidence of recurrence.

I think you for entrusting me with your care.

Sincerely,

Dr. Skinfixer

Wear that sunscreen daily, even if the sun doesn't appear to be shining. And check yourself regularly for anything that doesn't look right. And if by chance you do find something, get yourself to the doctor right away.

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Fruit Salad

Her: Knock knock
Me: Who's there?
Here: Banana
Me: Banana who?

Her: Knock knock
Me: Who's there?
Here: Orange
Me: Orange who?
Her: Orange you glad I didn't say banana again?

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October 19, 2006

Thursday Thirteen - #8

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Thirteen Essential Things I Hate About my last Dentist Appointment

I hate going to the dentist. My regular readers can attest to that fact. After all, they've had to read all of the whine, whine, whine, OMG(osh) I'm gonna die posts. Below are some observations from my dental appointment today.

When you walk into the office, after you have talked yourself into the "it won't be so bad syndrome", it's imortant to ignore the "Good morning Mrs. Patient, it's a wonderful day today and we are so glad to see you!" Note that you cannot hurt the wonderfully kind receptionist. Just remember, she is probably a blonde in real life. It's not her fault.
Never, ever, ever break down in front of the staff. Tears are for later. When your husband can hold you and tell you how brave you are, and how proud he is of you. If, by chance, some silly liquid comes out of your eyes, blame it on allergies, or the fact that you drank a bottle of Juan's Kick A** (sorry Mom, but I didn't spell it out) hot sauce on the way to the office.
Shots in the roof of your mouth are not pleasant. Especially if you have two of them, one on each side. And then need to have an extra one because the two you have already had are not enough.
When the roof of your mouth and the back of your throat are numb, it feels like your mouth is fat.
It is really hard to breath through just your nose when the roof of your mouth is numb. And they want you to do this because otherwise, you will choke on all the water they are squirting in your mouth. I have first hand experience of this.
It is very frustrating when the dentist fusses at you for bringing your toungue up to your teeth, and you don't even realize you are doing it, and can in no way control it because everything is so numb.
You must always be thankful for Dental Insurance. Because without it you will have to sell your children, or your husband's IPOD. Both of which are not good.
When your teeth are sensitive, there is a better than even chance you will feel some pain (WHOAH..dude, the nerves), when they drill, blow air, or squirt water on your teeth. No matter how numb you are. Gives new meaning to the words "butt walk."
Tylenol is a good thing to have on hand after dental work. Because your jaws will ache, big time.
If they give you shots on the roof of your mouth, there is a pretty good chance that that same roof will feel as though the dentist hit it a couple of times with the hammer.
I loves me some topical anesthetic.
It is really hard not to laugh when your doctor's stomach is growling continuously. It's even harder to keep quiet when he starts to laugh himself.
It is amazing how much better you feel after your appointment is through and you walk out of that office door. And you still feel good even though you have to go back in a week.

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October 18, 2006

Dentists and Panic Attacks

I survived. But it was a close call.

I just want to take the time to thank several of you for your words of encouragement. So, here we go, in no particular order:

Debby: Because you made me realize it was alright to be afraid and that I was not crazy. Your comment and emails meant alot to me.

Mo: For sharing with me, your past experience with an errant tooth.

Lisa: For giving me food for thought. I don't think I'm quite at that point yet, but I will be if I can't conquer the demons running inside of my head.

JATP: Because, even in the short time I have "known" you, you never fail to make me laugh. BBQ? My place. You bring the Vodka.

Tammi: Woman, you've done it again. You've bolstered my spirits AND made me laugh. Just remind me never to forget that you do indeed, have a right hook.

Leslie: My dear sister. You have no clue how much you mean to me, do you? I will be taking your advice, because you are right. It is no fun to wake up and have your heart leaping out of your chest and gasping for breath.

Pam: Thank you, thank you, thank you, for the numerous chats and emails. You could have given up on me but you never did. And to top it all off, you made me laugh, at myself, at the situation, at everything. Thank you.

Heather: For giving encouragement, when it was needed. For chatting with me so many times. You never once told me I was stupid. And on the plus side, you had your webcam on. And you are so pretty. You have a calming influence on me. No wonder you are a nurse.

OWW: For never, ever, ever, griping about my grumpiness. For giving me 100% suport. For soothing me through my bad dreams. For telling me it was going to be ok. And no matter what, you were there for me. I love you.

I'll write a bit more about the experience in my next post. You people rock. I just don't say it often enough.

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Best commercial ever!

If THIS does not bring a tear to your eye, I don't know what will. No matter how you feel about the war in Iraq, we must never forget the men and women who have vowed to protect us. We must never forget to say thank you.

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October 17, 2006

The voices are so very LOUD

I have started and stopped this post so many times. Truth be told, I really don’t know where to start, or how to explain things so that you will understand.

For my regular readers, you will know that I have an unnatural, irrational fear of all things related to dentists. I mean, they are fine to invite to your house for dinner and drinks, but visiting them for a checkup, or dental work is not my idea of a good time. I know that most of you can relate. If you search my blog with the word “dentist” you’ll find at least ½ dozen posts relating to that very same subject.

On a quick recap, I grind my teeth while sleeping, and had broken some of them, which in turn, led to some work and the dreaded crown. For those of you who don’t know, I have been very lucky with my teeth. I take good care of them, and have had little or no problems with them up until a couple of years ago. So, the grinding started, and to top that off, my teeth started to pit.

Lots of things happened in between last year and now, and for one reason or another, insurance, office errors and the like, I did not get a mouth guard to help out in that area. When I went in at the end of September for my regular cleaning, the dentist said, congratulations, you have no cavities…but. To add to everything else that is going wrong in my mouth, I am now experiencing more plaque than is normal. Hence, I now have to go for a cleaning every four months, instead of the normal six. That will change if we see that it was a one time thing. To top that off, I have broken three more teeth because of the alleged grinding, and the pitting continues.

Are you still with me? If you are, will you come to the dentist with me tomorrow and hold my hand?

I’m actually doing better with this appointment, at least for the moment (ok not really). My imagination is wild, and I find that I have to constantly fight images and voices, and let me tell you, the voices are so very loud. Before I go on, I just want to point out that this, in the grand scheme of life is very minimal. Especially when you think of folks who are facing much bigger challenges, like cancer. I know this, yet, it does not help me. And I really don’t know how to fight the fear. I know it’s irrational but I cannot stop the voices in my head or the pictures that flair up as I am sleeping. The pain. OMG(osh), the pain, and for the love of Paul and all that is holy, this is the worst thing that ever happened to me.

To combat the voices, I have a glass of wine, or two, mostly more. The only thing that does is calm me for the moment (sometimes the opposite) and leaves me feeling like crap the next morning. Not a good way to handle things I think.

I TOLD you I was irrational, but at least at the moment, I’m powerless to fight it. I simply don’t know how. It affects my health, and sleep and general well being. I’ve been living on Pepcid AC, Tums and Ammonium AD. Ridiculous? Absolutely, but very real to me. Oh for Heaven’s sake people, I am 44 years old. I need to get over it already.

I can’t.

Last night I woke up screaming “NO, I’m not ready, please! Please put me to sleep!” How pathetic is that? I will spare you the details because quite frankly, I am embarrassed.

So now, I’ve opened up to you, because I honestly had to put this down in writing. If nothing else, it lets me know how much I need to get it together. I have managed multi-million dollar contracts, faced the stresses of being behind schedule. I have placed orders that are worth more than what I make in a year. I am in a battle with the school board that I am not sure will end the way I want it to, but I still have no fear of getting up in front of all of them and telling them that while I’m more than willing to follow the policies and procedures, I am not scared of telling them when they are damaging my daughter, and we need to do something about it now.

So now, my dear internet peeps, I pose this question to you. How do I battle my demons?

I am open to suggestions. I’ll have a better idea of what the treatment plan will be tomorrow as they are supposed to have it all layed out for me. There are times when I want to give up and say knock me on the head with a rubber mallet, and be done with it. Pull out my traitorous teeth already. But I do not look forward to eating Gerbers the rest of my life.

Thoughts?

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October 16, 2006

Socks

I know alot of you out there have had experiences with the dreaded sock monster. He's (notice my choice of gender here?) been an unwanted guest in my house since as long as I can remember. When my husband and I first got married, we had his kids over quite often to visit (from his first marriage) and he took residence then, and has never left.

Or, my theory is that my Mom had to live with him so long that she gave him the keys to our house and told him that we had better snacks. I would rather believe it's the former, because the latter theory conjures up images of my mother being evil (if you do not eat your peas, you will not have any dessert), and I have enough issues to contend with, if you know what I mean.

If dealing with this unruly monster isn't enough (he also leaves his hair in my brush and yogurt containers in my bedroom), my oldest daughter now wears the same size sock as I do, which results in my sock drawer being empty, and me hunting through the couch, under the bed, in the bathroom, in my purse (yes, my purse), in the garage, and in anywhere you can imagine. There are always trails of orphan socks lying around my house. Come to think of it, when I get to the end of the trail I often find empty yogurt containers. I wonder if there is a connection?

That being said, I have opened up part of a drawer in my dresser that is now the community sock drawer. On a side note here, it is my reverent hope that all orphaned socks sitting on top of the dryer will some day find their mate. It might not be until we move again, but I am determined to keep lonely socks until I get a bee in my bonnet and throw them all away. And you just know that the very next day I am going to move the recliner to sweep under it and there will be a pile of missed matched socks shouting "I want my family!" Sorry kids, your owner just totally trashed your entire family and now they are going to the dump, or to be sock puppets for the new Pee-Wee Herman show.

Yeah, and I could just imagine what MY nightmares will be about from now on.

So anyway, we now have a community sock drawer, which means I have a better chance of actually finding a pair of socks when I need them. Besides, Chickie has all of the cool socks because I buy them for her. I've been eyeing the ones with the cute little frogs on them.

Do any of you have the Sock Monster, or a relative thereof visiting your house?

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October 15, 2006

Where a Kid Can Be a Kid

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Guess where I took the girls on Friday? They had the day off for some kind of a "Teacher Work Day" and, even though I do have a day care provider, I decided to take the day off with them. I have to admit, it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. In fact, I had a pretty good time.

I went with a couple of my friends and their children, plus, we took one of Chickie's friends with us (pictured on the left). The adults were able to actually sit at a table and, you know, have this thing called a conversation.

By the time we were ready to go, I had just about emptied my bank account (HA HA), and everyone was pretty tired. One of my friends had to go make a stop at PetSmart, and, of course, I would be cutting off my children's extremities (or so I'm told), if we did not go with them. So much for taking my own car.

For those of you not aware, PetSmart is the pet shop of all pet shops. And Lord have mercy on me, they have LIVE animals. Of all kinds. If I wouldn't have stuck to my guns, we would have come home with a hamster and a chinchilla. Heck, I was tempted to buy a bird.

I made it out of there alive, with only a bottle of water conditioner for the fish. That was close.

Yesterday, we picked up all the necessities for one of the Halloween costumes and today, we'll get the stuff for the other one and then that will be behind me. I only hope I can handle Christmas shopping this year in such a timely manner.

Hope you all have a fabulous Sunday. For those of you who have little kids, do you have your Halloween costumes bought for them yet? What are your little munchkins going to be?

Posted by Moogie at 10:42 AM | Comments (6)

October 14, 2006

Conversations

This was a conversation that I had with Meelie this morning while drying her off after her shower.

Her: Why am I always cold?
Me: I don't know sweetie, some people are just colder than others I guess.
Her: Nah, I'm cold blooded.
Me: You mean you're not a mamal?
Her: Nope, I human.

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October 13, 2006

WARNING - Cannibalism Mentioned

Just take a look and see what happens when you move to California. Now do you believe me? I tried to warn them. They were such good neighbors.

It's just so very sad, isn't it?

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October 12, 2006

Party On Down!

The party was a huge success. So much so, in fact, that I had a teacher email me and ask me why I didn't invite him. Apparently, according to the kids that attended, it was fun, and it was the topic of the day on Monday. Chickie was happy about it, and that is all that matters to me.

[sidenote] It doesn't hurt me at all to hear that. I'm just saying. The funny thing is, it was fairly simple, and didn't cost us alot of money. You can always find a plus side to economical. I do the website for the owners of the "bouncey stuff" so I get them for free.[/sidenote]

We had a Waterslide, a Slip 'n Slide (back in the day, a Slip 'n Slide was just a long piece of tarp that you squirted water on, or sometimes added soap so that you would go faster - NOT. ANY. MORE.) We also had a snow cone machine, which was a big hit, as well as a hellium tank (thrown in). We had about 50 balloons, some outside, but most inside. And I'm still picking up all of the little pieces of balloon all over the house.

We had 14 children for the party, and seven of them spent the night. Yeah..me too. Believe it or not, it all worked out well, the kids were well behaved, AND, my house wasn't too trashed after all was said and done. Of course, I didn't have much food left after it was over, but that is expected.

Here are some pictures of the actual party (not slumber party, because, you know, the kids were in their PJs and they totally threatened my life if I even so much as THOUGHT of taking a picture (because MOM, get real, you know that you will so put the pictures up on your blog and that wouldn't even be funny). Serious. And some of them were taller than me so I figured it would be in my best interest if I behaved. That means I can't show you how I totally rocked at the new Twister Dance Chickie got as one of her presents at the family party. You'll just have to take my word for it. I'll tell you more about it after I stop laughing.

First off, here are some pictures of the waterslide.

Next we have the Slip 'N Slide. We didn't get too many good shots of this one. It was harder to capture on camera. The kids really had a blast with this one. I'm almost sorry I didn't try it.

And what party would be complete without a snowcone machine? Dad was the snowcone chef. I still think he would have looked better with a funny hat. I couldn't get very close for the picture because all the kids were mobbing him.

Here are some shots of her opening gifts. I guess at this age, money is a HUGE deal. She sure did get alot of that and didn't seem to mind in the slightest. I think it would have been different if it were from her family, but since it was from her friends, she was pretty excited.

No birthday party is complete without the cake. By now, I'm sure you can guess the theme.

This next picture is fairly blurred. Can you guess what is happening. Let me preface this by saying I nearly said no. But she was so happy, and having a good time, I thought I would give it a shot. Turns out, it was a good thing. Ok, here is the clue. What is your guess? Make your decision before you go to the extended entry.

And here, is the answer. I honestly don't ever remember her laughing so hard. The funny thing was? There was only one piece of cake left after they all finished demolishing it.

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October 9, 2006

Family Birthday

Chickie's birthday fell on a Wednesday (last week), and she had dance class. I was conflicted as to whether or not I should make her go (commitment, responsibility, etc.), but I really didn't have to worry because she wanted to attend. As luck would have it, it's her favorite, so it turned out to be a non-issue.

I picked up some cupcakes to bring (I got permission from her dance instructor), so I think that really helped. They had purple icing. Apparently, as a mother, I rock in the cupcake department.

She had already completed her homework, so when she got home it was present time. Below, are a few pictures from the evening. As always, click to enlarge them.

The Loot

Sponge Bob Rocks! Can Sissy pick out the prezies or WHAT?

Shakin' da bootie! This was one of the hottest things at the birthday party. The kicker (hahahaha! Get it? The kicker? Um, never mind) was, at one point during the evening the girls wanted me to play. Woot! I still got the moves. Ok, maybe not the moves they expected, but peoples, I can still get DOWN! (I just can't get back up!)

This one is pretty cool. Except if you count the time she accidentally dropped the part that held the ants (that they had just collected) in the garage, but I'm not ready to talk about that one yet.

And the winner is??? She's been wanting this one for quite some time. Thank you Grammy and Papa!

Tomorrow, I hope to have the pictures up from her actual party. Hope you enjoyed.

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October 8, 2006

A little update

Lord willing and the creek don't rise, posting will resume Monday at a more regular rate. The party was a huge success, I almost have my house back to the way it was, and all is well. My goodness, 12 year old girls are loud. I'll try to post pictures tomorrow.

Until then, carry on.

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October 3, 2006

Nothing to see here

Nothing to see here. Move along.

Child taking shower
Aaaaah, realized said child's book report is due TOMORROW and not Thursday like I thought!
Got elder child cupcakes to bring to dance class tomorrow. It's her birthday
Bought presents for elder child from family to open tomorrow. Still trying to figure out when to wrap them.
Decorations for birthday party on Saturday bought
Cake for birthday party ordered
Invitations given out for birthday party.
Reserved water slide, slip 'n slide, snow cone and helium tank for birthday (long story short...I do their website..I get things for next to nothing)
Picture day tomorrow!!! WTH(eck)!!! Just found out tonight. Outfit picked out.

This is a brief summary of why I've not been around. Film at 11. Carry on.

FOR THE LOVE OF PAUL AND ALL THAT IS HOLY MY CHICKIE WILL BE TWELVE TOMORROW. PLEASE HOLD ME.

Posted by Moogie at 8:33 PM | Comments (10)