Random thought for December 2004

Dec 29, 2004

One thing I forgot to mention -

As you know, I have found some wonderful slave labor, er, I mean HELP from my boys. Well, I need to clarify here. From my 2 sons. My other 'boy'.....as in husband - is just as helpless as ever when it comes to household chores.

FOR EXAMPLE........

(warning, this gets a little gross)

The day after Christmas I was rudely jarred awake at 7:30 AM by my husband telling me that our oldest son had thrown up all over the floor. From the couch to the bathroom. Now why my dear husband had to wake me up to tell me that.........well, you know. He has NO IDEA what to do. He's clueless. And if given the chance he will grab my best towels and use those, then lay them on the laundry floor for me (NOT WASHED OUT) just like nice vomit bombs for me to find later.

Now, we have special equipment just for these emergencies. Like the super-duper 24 pack of paper towels and the special little Bissell Steam Machine plus various carpet cleaners. But my husband - who runs his own business - fixing computers for Cripes sake - can't figure out how any of this works.

The last time he was forced to clean up dog barf (because I wasn't home apparently) Well, the Bissell sat in a corner for a couple weeks. Yeah, you got it - full of puke soup. Just for me to stumble across and have to clean. You can imagine how lovely that was....

Anyway - I guess my husband thinks his 'stupid' ploy works well. And if that doesn't work for him (in the case of the dog yak) then he will simply make my life a little gross-er so next time I won't even ask him to help....Such as it was the day after Christmas.....

And get this.........I thought the least he could do to is clean out the Bissell......GUESS AGAIN! He made our oldest son do it!

Husbands....gotta love them........(sometimes) ????

Dec 28, 2004

Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I know I was completely spoiled and I think my family was too.

As far as recruiting my kids to help me around the house....I think I have stumbled onto a great thing! Take today for instance - I had a sink full of dishes and some vacuuming to look forward too, but wait - the kids are on Christmas break.....Let's have THEM do the dirty work! And like magic, it was done. That is if you can tune out a little moaning & groaning.

I decided to put of a few New Years Beads otherwise known as I need to get rid of some of the odds and ends I have laying around!

Here's a picture of one of my favorite quirky gifts 

 

 

Dec 24, 2004

Finding Help in the Least Likely of Places!

The kids have been on Christmas Vacation all week. And it's been COLD outside. But no snow. So add this up and it equals alot of hours on the computer! And when you remove the said child from the said computer........you have wild animals with bloodshot eyes that are bored out of their minds.

The other day they were bugging myself and their father. I was close to my breaking point and in a moment of great brilliance (after spying the huge mound of dishes in the sink) I told them to "DO THE DISHES"! True, doing the dishes today isn't what is was when I was a kid because basically, all it involves now is moving the dishes from the sink to the dishwasher. But I made the boys scrub down every dish before it hit the dishwasher. So they were occupied for about 1 hour and I am thinking that "HEY, Those boys are good for something after all!"

And the best thing is they were able to entertain themselves the rest of the night. I think they were afraid I would think of something else they could do....

(So the next day I assigned vacuuming the entire house!)

Hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Dec 18, 2004

You really can't go back....

I had a Christmas Party last weekend. A band was playing that I used to go see wayyyyy back in the day.....(the 80's)

Wow, back in the 80's there were LONG lines, cover charge, packed dance floor and bar. Big hair (and the accompanying hair-spray fog) Spike Heels and Madonna Crosses around everyone's neck. Don Johnson pastel tee shirts and cotton suit jackets with the sleeves pushed up. The intoxicating (overbearing!) scent of Polo filled the air. Heady-wild times folks! No kids, no husband, no mortgage. 

Well, I'm here to tell ya girls - the 80's are LONG GONE!!!! It just isn't the same anymore........sniff-sniff.

But the party was a blast anyway! Thanks so much Austin!

And now I am off to sell my size 2 leather skirt on Ebay because I really won't EVER fit into it anymore. And if I did, what would be the point?!

In Defense of Rural Living

Dec 9, 2004

The following quote from a certain -very opinionated- person's site that was brought to my attention:

Bush voters are so tedious. I got a slew of email this morning. One, from a lady named Debbie, who said that "due to my Anti-Bush picture on my site she would NEVER order from me", which is good. Excellent. Another from Jean Hickock, resident of Normal, Illinois, wanting to know why I look down on "Rural America." Well, I don't. I just honestly wonder about the motivation to live so far from sea, mountain, culture, and world awareness. Some people grow up there, of course, and want to stay near family, but then other people just get... caught. Or actually like not being aware of the realness of the rest of the world. It's a big, vibrant place, full of different people, different viewpoints, spicy food. Some people remain too insulated to see the big picture, and understand what life is like for the rest of humanity.

 It's sad really, the person who wrote this might want go back and take some of the parts of her rant to heart. Like "Not being aware of the realness of the rest of the world - full of different people and different viewpoints"

Anyway - thinking positively here - reading this person words simply makes me want to be a better person. Not so judgmental and try to  have more of an open mind to different ways.

Anyhoo-

The Family's a-callin'. I gotta get them Kows milked and chase second cousin (and husband) Handy Hank away from the sheep pen a'gin! Thot I'd leave ya-all with this rec'nt tin-type of the family.....

That's me on the left - er, right.....(I always had a hard time with that confluted math stuff you know) Wearin' my Sunday goin' to Church Finest. And next to me is my husband and 2nd cousin Handy Hank (the sheep farmer) - And them's our 2 boys. Fat Farnsowth is mad at Cross Eye'd Connard because he stole his pet toad and ate him when he had his eyes crossed making fun of his brother. So I says, "What's come to his, goes - even if it means eatin' a toad!"

We had to come to the big town of Butt Crack Gap to get this tin-type a-taken. Wow, was we in awe of the realness of the rest of the world. It's a big, vibrant place, full of different people, different viewpoints, spicy food. But them spicy rocky mountain oysters gave Hank the gout tho. And them women at the local hardwear store had so many different viewpoints on cookin' possum, I can't begin to tell ya. My eyes was opened that day. I'm so glad I had the opportunity to see the big picture, and understand what life is like for the rest of humanity. But I must tell ya, I take the burnt sugar bunt cake when it came to my vibrant personality!

Ya All have one Hell of a Hee Haw Day - YA ALL! Wooo Hoo and a Giddy-Yap, Kate!

Come on girls, let's spread the word! Rural Livin' is the new black!

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The  Temple of Doom

Dec 3, 2004

I have have hated this huge dark wood wall in our living room since the first time I saw it! We have now been in this house for 4 years and my husband would never let me paint it. Now mind you, this wall is a about 18 ft high (The touchier lamp you see in the pic is taller and I am!) Poop brown. And the finish is ROUGH! So rough, in fact, that the boys found out early on if you throw socks against it, they stick!