Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Old and Feeble

My laptop died. Taking a whole bunch of pictures with it. I might puke.
Kadie and I are also making homemade Christmas cards. They look like grade schoolers did them and they cost a bucket of money to buy supplies.
The Dman said I'm not getting Dane outside enough to play. It's cold out HELLO!!!!!!!!
I pulled a muscle in the left side of my chest. I don't know how but it has been three days and its worse than ever.
Dman is a scrooge at Christmas and constantly is in an awful mood and now I just want to throw the Christmas tree in the garbage, hide in a closet and cry for my mommy. I really miss her. I've been trying to channel her all week. She loved Christmas (to the extreme) and I thought if I channeled her I could ignore all the tension and decorate for the holidays. Its not working. The kids all feel my stress and all I do is cry. I wish Christmas would just go away.

But I did find this picture and it made me smile.
So for now I'm going to go work on some more cards than take some aspirin and go outside with Dane to play.
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Sunday, November 28, 2010


Because I'm tired
Because I haven't blogged in forever
Because I love these pictures so much and they make me laugh from the belly
I'm posting them
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Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Bank Robber

                       This is Bank Robber. Otherwise known as Robbie. He is the coolest horse ever.
This is Robbie with his owner. She took me to meet him last week. He's a very important part of her life. His owner (hee hee) always wanted a horse when she was little. She never out grew it.
So she saved and saved and saved.
And bought Robbie.
The nicest horse I've ever met.
I had no idea what the responsibility of having a horse was. As much as I loved him, I know I could never care for a horse. I just pray my kids don't get horse-itus. Then something might have to change. Until then, I'll just be Robbie's Aunt.
Robbie likes spiced wafers. And so do I.
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Monday, November 15, 2010

Wow Just Wow

I have so much to blog about. I can't believe that just four days away from home and I probably have a few weeks worth of blogs. I'll tell you all about my trip that way I can stop telling Z. He's already said ENOUGH ALREADY.
                             I bet your wondering why I've only posted a picture of this little Christmas Cactus.
Well, let me tell you. This Christmas Cactus was given to me by sperm donors mother (who's actually his grandmother) TWENTY FOUR years ago this Christmas.
                                                      !!!!!!!! OH YES IT WAS!!!!!!!
When I moved to Florida my sister took it (and Kadie's goldfish, which didn't make twenty four years) and her and her husband have babied it all of this time. Can you even imagine? I never heard of such a thing. I can't keep a plant alive six months.

SO anyway. I have so much to tell and I thought this would be a great place to start.
Now I have to go and do laundry. The girls wore nine pair of blue jeans in four days. Changes their sheets twice and Dane wet the bed the first night I was gone. I had to use a baby blanket to dry off today when I took my shower. Trapper rolled in shit, Lord only knows when but needs a bath NOW and I probably won't see the light of day for a few days. But I'll post more as soon as I can.
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Heading South

Tomorrow bright and early I'm jumping in the car and heading south. I think it's south. I deleted directions for where I'm going. The only thing I can truly remember is the Tappan Zee Bridge. The rest is Greek to me. Hopefully I'll get a call back soon and some directions.
I'm going to visit my sister before she goes away. For A WHOLE YEAR. To another country. One I don't think anyone really wants to go. But duty calls.
I'm going to take many, many pictures. If I don't forget my camera. I'll be out of touch until next week. So Stay classy San Francisco. (whats that movie line from?)
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Monday, November 8, 2010

Big Dog Down

Last night Z had Trapper out running. Trapper, excited to be out even though it was raining, was doing his usual spastic dance. During this dance he hurt himself.
We still aren't sure where he's hurt. I think he may have pulled a muscle in his thigh. He made it in the house crying like a baby. Ever hear a dog cry? It can make you cry. Poor thing. Three times during the night he woke me up because he was crying. I ran downstairs to see what I could do for him. All three times he had moved to a different room and it was painful for him to walk.
When Chrissy and I got up at 5:15 he was sprawled out on the rug. I had to coax him to eat and go outside. He wasn't limping, just walking funny.
When Dane got up we had to tell him he couldn't maul the dog for awhile. So far I have had to tell him NO LESS than one hundred times to stay off the dog.
After breakfast though said dog got into the garbage and spread it out all over the kitchen floor. So he can't be too hurt.
I was going to call the vet but have decided to wait a few days and see how he does. Right now he's laying in the dining room. He looks like he's dead. Every time I walk by him his eyes are open and he doesn't look at me so I have to stop and nudge him with my foot. I think that this whole thing is a ploy for more attention. Little does he know I'm awesome at the ignoring game.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Bean Town

Last weekend Z and the kids took the train to Boston. I stayed home and scraped steps.
I just love this picture. Look at Dane's face. He can't stand it when his sister's grab him.
Z had strict orders to take as many pictures as he could. He took seven.
They had a great time going to the aquarium and the IMAX. I don't like the aquarium. I shouldn't say that. I liked it the first time I saw it and see no reason to keep seeing it every time I'm in Boston. BORING!!!! The IMAX makes me puke. But I could walk the Freedom Trail everyday for a month and find something new and exciting to see. I guess that's why I didn't go.

My fun and their fun are two different funs. Mimi isn't into Museums or art. She just wants to do whatever it is she came to do and be done with it so she can get back home. When she found out she was going to be away from home for two nights she howled like a screech owl. She ended up having a fantastic time.

Little man held them back some. The IMAX movie was only forty five minutes long (they went to see a movie in the afternoon so Dane could nap) and Dane didn't get enough sleep. Sleep is important when your three. I wish I would have insisted that he stay home with me but the girls wanted him to go. Next year he'll be bigger and be able to keep up.
This was Dane's first time on a train and on a subway. The last time I was on a train and subway I was pregnant for Dane. It was a fiasco. But then something always happens when I take trips. Which is why I didn't want to go on this one.
Next week I'm going on a road trip. I'll be gone for four days. I'm nervous and excited all in one.
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Work with Dad

Dane and I played hookie again and went to work with Dave this afternoon. We really need to stop doing this. I'm so far behind on housework I may never come up for air. And Dane, if I don't get busy teaching him EFGH he'll never learn to read.
Speaking of reading, it's what I do while I wait for Z to be finished. (Z will be the name for my husband from here out)
Today I read the Uncle Henry's a buy swap book that comes out once a week.
While I read, Dane rips the truck apart. I'll leave you with some pictures of him from this afternoon. These would be the aftermath.

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Wordless Wednesday

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