Wednesday, October 28, 2009

My unevitable truths

1.  I thuroughly enjoy sarcasm and think it should be used more. 
2.  Everyone should have grandparents like mine and I pity the ones who didn't.
3.  I am every bit as cynical as I am sarcastic which makes me bitter and a lot of fun.
4.  I curse more than I should.  I like to think it is because my dad was a sailor so it's in my dna.
5.  When I grow up I want to be on dancing with the stars.
6.  Growing up I was a Zach Morris fan now I am a AC Slater fan.  Think about it.
7.  I do know all the words to the Fresh Prince of Bel Aire, and I am proud.
8.  All I ever really wanted to be is a Mom and it will probably be the only job I wont get fired from.
9.  I hate being alone.
10.  I am not a pesimist nor  am I optimistic I am a realist. 
11.  Some may think I am blunt I call it hard honesty.
12.   I believe in Santa, the tooth fairy, but not that prick the easter bunny we all know it is just a man in a bunny suit.
13.  I like to reminiss about old times, life was so simple then.  The snow was always deeper, the days seemed longer, and Santa brought me gifts I wanted,  I am still good all year and not one single hint goes recognized.
14.  I like to read dirty romance novels.
15.  I believe I should have been raised in the south, even farther south than Texas.
16.  The only soup that should be served with grilled cheese is tomato
17.  I like to think that I march to the beat of my own drummer.
18.  Proud of being an Aquarius.
19.  Wish I would have been more adventurous in my childhood.
20.  Wish I would have done better in school.
21.  Wish I wasn't so good at being mediocre.
22.  I want to be a better person today than I was yesterday, and even better tomorrow.
23.  I love music, and when I am at home I like to dance, dance, dance.
24.  I am not as skinny as I once was but I was as skinny once as I ever was.
25.  I didn't go to my 5 year reunion because I was embarrassed by my husband (for the record I don't not have the same husband now.)
26.  I would eat fried chicken and mashed potatoes with brown gravy every meal, if I thought I wouldn't have the drumsticks to show for it.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

At the end of the day

Roses are red , and  soon will be dead.
Why am I writing when I should be in bed.
Here I sit with my mind all a flitter, thanks heavens
I am not addicted to twitter.  My days are so busy
and the house such a mess, don't even ask me why I feel
so much stress.  I have a nice house and great husband too
but sometimes I feel I've bitten off more than I can chew.
I have dreams... I sure wont come true, and in the meantime I am
becoming a haggard old shrew.  I know this rhymes, and I don't really
care.  Because this is my way of blowing hot air. 

Sunday, October 18, 2009

My spinnin' wheels.

I should be in bed and why am I not in bed ... Good question because I do love sleep and I more often than not wake up tired but I am excited. My wheels are just a spinnin' I am makin' sumpin' special, no I am not going to say what it is that would totally ruin it for me, but when I get it done maybe I will post a few pics. I am going to call it a night now and head off to bed. So in the mean time zzzzzzzzzzzz......

Hunters 2nd birthday


Friday, October 16, 2009



I am hiding from my kids, so I thought I would post more pics for those of you who care and even for those of you who don't.

It's a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

Grant get up and are you dressed, why are you so slow it makes me stressed?
Feed the animals, make your bed are you listening or are you brain dead.
I love, I love you with all my might but why must we always have this fight?
Mom, Mom now can I eat, well let me see if you have socks on your feet.
Practice piano, for at leat 15...I really don't want to be this mean.
It's now 8:30 where's my nap, and why do I have 5 kids on my lap?
Hunter is hiding so what else is new, and where the h*ll is his other shoe.
Sit to the table, and please don't whine. What the crap it's almost nine.
Go get dressed let's have a race, Hunter seems to be in outerspace.
Time to go to preschool and have some fun, and no you can not bring that gun!
I no it's not real you little pill, put that down or it will spill.
WHAT! You don't want to go ...Get in the car before I blow.
There's a light at the end of the tunnel you see. It's the coke at the sinclair waiting for me.

Thursday, October 15, 2009


Tales from my crib:


I am disorganized and semi eratic...It seems my house is always a mess, and try as I might I can not get it clean. Damn that Dr. Phil not that he has horrible advice but I feel compelled to sit and do nothing come 3 O'clock then don't even get me started on Oprah that woman is a she devil luring me in with her catchy titles and opening song...I am not trying to pass the buck but what choice do I have with both of them working against me. My day start at 6:59a.m. against my will of course because those of you who know me know that mornings are not the happiest part of my day but I watch 5 kids Monday - Thursday, I think I am short circuiting, I can start to feel my internal wires getting hot about 8 and then all hell breaks loose by 8:05 no lie. I need a professional or just someone with some great ideas to help me improve my day and how to make it run more smoothly. By 9 I am use to watching Regis and Kelly but that gets interrupted with be nice, be quiet, the toys stay downstairs, please play downstairs, GO downstairs, come upstairs so we can change your butt, sit to the table and eat. And this little routine gets repeated until about 5 O'clock. I enjoy staying at home for the most part, but I am no angel I too have dreams...Dreams of have lots of money and having fun at Ross, and Michaels and going to lunch with friends but for now my friends are at home with me and they are 2, 2, 3, 4 1/2, and 5. I also (kind of but not too much) hope that Victor on Young and the Restless dies so that I wont feel so conflicted come 10:00 a.m. I don't schedule meetings or visiting teaching, or due a whole lot aside of emergencies until 10:59a.m. I am an addict. I don't even know if it's the drama I crave anymore or if the characters have become my only Solis, or connection to life out side my blue sided home.