February 27, 2008
Welcome!!!
Congrats go out to Becca and Jacob on the arrival of their baby girl.
I'm sure Normy is going to be a great big brother!!
Posted by Moogie at 6:23 PM
February 26, 2008
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I have nothing of importance to say, or rather, I can't decide what I want to write about. Subjects keep flowing through my mind like a flooded river filled with debris (Hey! There goes a Big Wheel!) but every time they pop into my mind, I drop them like a hot potato. I cannot focus. I feel like a Mexican Jumping Bean. Boing! Boing! Boing! Oh look, is that a penny on the sidewalk? Yeah, it's been one of them people.
Right now, one of my dogs (Tiny) is sitting here staring at me as if to say "You are on the computer again? What about our one-on-one time? The other two four-legged rodents have been banned to the backyard. It's just you and me baby! What about my tummy rubs? Woman, you are so lacking." This, coming from a dog who is a professional escape artist, even though we have an electric (underground) fence. We have now had to break down and buy the "BIG DOG" collar because she blows through all of the frequencies on the smaller ones. And we actually have fenced in back yard. But heck, a fence is no big deal. You can just dig under it. After all, what's a little shock? So she is stuck inside, until the new collar arrives. Personally I think that was her plan all the time. She is evil, that one.
I need to close this out now and finish up dinner. The girls will be home soon from their activities. I'll be lucky if I can get dinner on the table tonight. I'm so easily distracted.
Tell me, do you ever have days like this?
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February 25, 2008
Say it or not
I first saw this over at Mommy Needs Coffee, who credited Karen Sugarpants, who credited Avitable for the idea. All three of them wrote 10 things that they wish they could or should say to someone. Here mine are, in no particular order:
- You really need to curb your pessimism. Try looking at a glass as half-full for once. I'm tired of your petty complaining and it's really getting hard to be around you.
- Why is it that the color of my skin makes you dislike me so much? Tell me. What have I ever done to you to deserve your hatred?
- I'm sure your children are wonderful and perfect in every way. I just get tired of hearing about it. Oh, and by the way, I hear your teenage daughter is pregnant. Is she having a boy or a girl?
- The thought of either one of you dying, scares the crap out of me. I don't know if I will be able to pull through when it happens.
- Can you stop with the gossip already? Why not try to be friendly and supportive of those who need it?
- I really wish we would talk more. About the important stuff. The stuff that really matters. And that you would listen.
- When are you going to realize that your child is a pathological liar who refuses to take responsibility for his actions? You need to realize if you consistently believe him, when all of the evidence is stacked against him, that he will end up with his prisoner number tattooed on the back of his neck.
- Why is it that your job and family life make you too busy to call me? Why can't you respect the fact that I'm busy as well? What makes you so much more important than me?
- If you have a problem with me, then you need to come and talk to me about it. The backstabbing is reminding me of high school years, only worse. Because you are an alleged adult.
- I really admire you and your work. You have gone through so much and yet somehow managed to make it all work for you. I wish I had the guts to reach out more and try to become our friend.
What do you wish you could say to someone?
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February 20, 2008
Caption This
What would you call this picture?
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Posted by Moogie at 5:39 PM | Comments (2)
Biscuits and Rolls
I had the distinct pleasure of hanging around four 13 year old girls for the better part of this weekend. Let me preface this to say that all of these kids are really great. Well behaved, polite and respectful. It's my hope that some of this rubs off on Chickie but that's for another post.
The weekend was, how shall I say this, eventful. And very loud. Then my brain exploded.
To make matters worse, I had developed a lovely case of laryngitis which ultimately earned me the nickname Squeaky. This type of conversation was not uncommon:
Him: What's wrong with you? Are you ok?
Me: I think I lost my voice.
Him: What do you think you did with it?
Ba-dum-bum!!!! (In case you were wondering, I married him because he told me he was rich. Now, I'm just waiting for the insurance policy to mature, if you know what I mean).
Moving right along, I had forgotten that teens are basically these silly creatures that rarely show any signs that their brains are connected to their spinal cords. Brain dead baby. I was unabashedly eavesdropping on a conversation they were having in the living room while I was cooking dinner.
Apparently, from what I gather, there is a girl at school who is not what one would refer to as slim. To further complicate matters, she is a "snob" and thinks she's "all that." According to the chatter in the living room, she "always talks smack about her friends and anyone that she is targeting for the day (I'm not sure if I got the lingo right)." All of the girls had been in her sight at one time or another. I gather that her taste in clothes is not appropriate either. I guess they are a bit tight. Or at least that's what I'm thinking based on what I heard.
Teenager 1: Did you SEE what she was WEARING today?
Teenager 2: OMG! What was up with that shirt girlfriend?
Teenager 3: Dude, she probably had to cut it off herself when she got home.
Teenager 2: OMG!
Teenager 4: All of her rolls were just sticking out. It was so gross!
Teenager 3: She's had one too many biscuits.
Teenager 1: Girlfriend? She's got a lot more than biscuits going on in those rolls.
Teenager 2: OMG!
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February 18, 2008
Practice Video
My husband was holding the camera on this one, but, truth be told, we BOTH need to work on the whole "taking a video" thing. As I was watching the video, I kept saying,...ZOOM OUT! GET THE FLYERS! I will be honest and say, I probably would have done the same thing. Lessons learned and all that.
My husband bought me a video editing program that has a lot of bells and whistles, but unfortunately, not a good users manual to go with it. I played around a lot with all of the settings and this is what I came up with. I apologize for the music in advance. The next time through, I need to take a look at what I have in my collection and pick out something better. The main thing for me this time around was to see if I could figure out the program and what I could do as well as how to do it.
At any rate, here's my first stab at it. You can recognize Meelie. She's the one with the designer shoe. Please note, there is another girl who has a broken arm, complete with a cast. Notice, the two of them are in the same "group" and there are no flyers? Further more Meelie isn't doing any stunts but you can see she is doing alot of arm waving and leg movements.
February 2, 2008
Team: Saphires - 1st Place
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February 15, 2008
Trials and tribulations
I was all ready to sit down and write a post about how hard the last few weeks have been, both physically and emotionally. But when I started to put it into words, my problems seem so minuscule in comparison to what other people are experiencing. It's just not that important.
So I'll stop here and change the subject! Subject changes, it's what awkward situations call for!
In other news, I took Meelie to the orthopedist for a re-evaluation of her toe. Much to her disappointment, the doctor told her that she had to wear the shoe for another two weeks. She had a complete meltdown right then and there. I understood why Meelie was so upset, and did my best to comfort her. After all, TWO WEEKS is forever and lord love a duck, she will have graduated high school before she no longer has to wear "the shoe." Stupid old shoe. The entire time I was trying to calm her down, her poor doctor looked as if she had just amputated the wrong limb. I'm just thankful she didn't cry as well. Ah, the mind of a 9 year old. It boggles the mind.
I need to cut this post short because I have to go empty the dishwasher, the dish drainer and then wash all of the dishes which will probably fill both of those up again! Oh, and then I need to prep the dough for the homemade pizza and go pick up Chickie and her friend from the soccer game they watched after school. Other than that, not much is going on.
But I'm not complaining! Honest! I mean, there are people there who have to wash everything by hand and they have 7 children, and have to eat stale bread and drink warm water every day because they can't afford to make pizza.
No complaints here.
Change of subject anyone?
Posted by Moogie at 5:54 PM | Comments (4)
February 5, 2008
Ruby National Chamionships
Congratulations!!
The Ruby National Championships were held this weekend and the results are as follows:
Rubies: 1st Place
Onyx: 2nd Place
Saphires: 1st Place (this is the team Meelie is on!)
(Side Note: Each of these teams are in a different level)
Woot!
It's a bit crazy around here this week so the posting has been light the last few days. In the mean time I wanted to share with you that I have found out that I really need my hearing to be checked. Quite often, I listen to the radio station (ok all the time) that my kids like. There is a song entitled "Apple bottom Jeans" (I believe it's by Flow Rider according to Chickie-please correct me if I'm wrong). According to the kids, I continually screw up the lyrics. Here is an example.
Lyrics: Apple Bottom Jeans
I hear: Apple Butt Cheeks
Lyrics: Pornography Poster
I hear: Pornography Toaster
I'll be making a doctor's appointment soon.
In the mean time, here is a photo of the SAPHIRES holding the first place trophy. Everyone got a chance to hold it if they wanted to.
See you soon!
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