Help it's Halloween!

I haven't posted because Halloween is kicking my ass and it hasn't even happened yet. My Step-Mother has been in town too. I've tried to be attentive so she doesn't go home thinking we didn't give a poo that she was here. Hard to do when your tired. Tonight I get to go to dinner...glad it will involve seafood and beer, and then we're going to a high school football game. My Niece plays in the band and I feel like a crappy Aunt because I didn't go to a single game last year or this year. I was pregnant and tired last year and now I'm just tired. My excuse and I'm sticking to it. I really do want to see her play, but I'd just as soon poke a stick in my eye than watch the game.

Now back to my needing help. We're having a "small" kids Halloween party tomorrow night and the guest list keeps getting bigger. Shit! Some weren't coming and now are, some we're maybe's that are now yes's. Invite them and they will come. Thank God the weather is suppose to be nice. Since most of these folks have kids it will be an early night. (I hope, like I said, I'm tired.) We're looking at about 30 people. That's really not that big but for some reason I do a mental freak out every year when the list gets big. My Husb so nicely reminded me of this. Halloween being on Saturday is a bonus...I'll get more help. Ok, I'm over my freak out. Promise to take lots of pictures. Cause I'm doing it right! Gotta go carve a watermelon into a brain now. Happy Halloween!

Toilet Humor!

I have a dirty little secret. We have a baby blue toilet in the master bathroom. I use the term master bathroom loosely because it's a little bigger than a closet. Ya see, not everything is bigger in Texas. We live in a three bedroom house built in the early 1960's. We bought it from a friend of my Mom's 11 years ago right after we got married. We planned to live here no more than 5 years. Well, we passed that by 6 years. The thing is, we didn't pay much so our mortgage is awesome. The house is in a suburb just about 2 miles north of Dallas. Great location, no alley, nice yard and safe neighborhood. I'd also like think we're being green by not living in a huge obnoxious house. (Even though I'd add a second floor and pool in a second if I had the jack!) So we're stay'in. We remodeled the living room by knocking out the dining room wall and also updated the kitchen. We haven't touched the back of the house, hence the beau-T-ful blue bathroom.

Last night I get a call from a friend that has been out of town taking care of family stuff. Her husband's 97 year old grandmother has a house that has been shut up for 4 years while the Grandmother has been in a nursing home. My friend has been sending me pictures of stuff they have found in the house. The electricity was off for four years...small water leaks, you kinda get the idea. One picture she sent was of a Jim Beam bottle in the shape of a cat. I looked on E-bay...it dates 1967. Wow! Anyhow, she says she has something for me from Grandma's house. Needless to say, I'm worried and kinda scared. What in the hell could it be? My friend and her husband show up on our doorstep....with a brand new toilet. White...never been out of the box! I can't believe I'm so EXCITED about a toilet! But I am!!!! I'm so happy they thought of me when they saw that toilet! It really is the gift that keeps on giving!

What ya think?

OK, so as you can see, I've been experimenting. I'm kinda sucky at computer stuff so I'm proud that I actually was able to get a different background for my blog. I wanted something a little funky but not too much. I find that sometime blogs are really distracting and hard to read cause of all the shit on them. I don't want to be like that. I also figured out how to enlarge the font size. Duh...that was easy. I guess I don't usually have time to sit around and mess with this kind of stuff. Someone always wants something from me. Waaa waaaa waaaa....I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I don't want to watch I Carly. You get it. Anyway, how does it look? Do you hate it? Any suggestions for better sites for blog layouts. Some of ya'll have awesome looking blogs and I want to be just like you! Well...after reading some blogs...maybe not exactly! Hardy har har!

11 years!

Eleven years ago tomorrow I married the Husb. We got married in the evening so we could have a rock'in reception. With financing from my Mother, I'd like to think we did a pretty good job! We had an awesome Blues Band that brought down the house! The funny thing is, recently I have seen some news stories about the lead singer. The dude was old then or so I thought. I just assumed he wasn't around anymore. Ok, I assumed he was dead. I guess he isn't that old. The news stories talked about how a bunch of kids kept showing up to his gigs. The thing is...his name is Joe Jonas. Yeah, not that Joe Jonas. In my opinion, he is much better than that one. I thought that was kinda funny. Kids are so freaking stupid. Yeah, Joe Jonas and his brothers are playing at the small Blues bar Memphis in a strip mall. Righttttt!

Today a van pulls up in front of the house and the Husb acts like he doesn't know who it is. A florist brought an beautiful floral arrangement to the door. What a sweet Husb. He is so getting some tonight. This week he's been calling it our anniversary week. He got that from a friend of ours. Each year she has her "birthday week". The Husb said he didn't know why I couldn't have an "Anniversary Week". I so agree! Hehe! He's really making some of my friends husbands look bad. Tomorrow we're going out to the Fondue place where we had our first date. It should be fun and I promise not to "almost" get kicked out like I did that time. Did ya know it's never a good idea to throw ice in boiling oil? Happy Anniversary Husb! I think I'll keep you!

Play with me!

Dirty minded people! I know what your thinking...ewww. Today my baby (5 year old!) is having his first "alone" play date. His buddy's Mom asked last week if she could take him home from Preschool to play with her son. Sure! Sounds great. I just can't figure out why I'm a little concerned. Should I have asked the question about guns in the house...and are they locked away? Do I want to come off as some paranoid helicopter parent that can't let their kid take a poop without knowing about it? I'm new to this take a kid home thing. This Mom has an older kid so she's already got it all figured out. Me, not so much. I'm going to be brutally honest here...brutally. I don't want to take anyones kid home. Ever. A lot of the time I don't want to take mine home...why add to it? I get it, kids need interaction to get along with others. Isn't that why I'm paying $380 bucks a month for preschool? Now I'm here wondering if T is freaking out because essentially some strange woman is taking him some place he's only been to once. OR is he like, "Mom who"? He's not exactly what I'd call a Mama's boy. Ok, not at all. I'm working on the little one being Mama's boy. I want to be kinda like those Mama's on the show "Mama's Boys". It was a horrible reality show and no, I don't want to be totally like that. These Mama's were beyond control freaks. I just want my boys to realize that when I tell them their girlfriend is a scank hoe, I know what I'm talking about. Glad I only have two boys to worry about instead of all the boys. Yes...still worried til he gets home.

Jipped

I've always felt that the second child gets jipped. Perhaps because I'm a second child? Yes, sometimes parents are so damn tired after the first, that the second kid may have gotten away with a lot more too. I prefer to think I was better behaved and therefore earned more. Now that I have a second...I realize the parents were just done. When I was pregnant with T, I had the book that told me what was supposedly happening everyday. The Husb would come home and I'd greet him with, "I developed the baby's lungs today, what did you do?" I religiously read the book so I'd know exactly what to expect. The second pregnancy finally comes along...I filled in the dates above T's, no use wasting $ on a new book. I think I looked at it twice. Jipped. I filled out each section of T's baby book every week. I've had to guesstimate almost everything with Poppy's book. Jipped. I took pictures on every occasion with T. Now I'm lucky if I remember to bring out the camera. Jipped.



Tonight I'm feeding the baby and wondering how the hell to figure out how much to feed him. I have no idea. When T started eating, I was so excited, I looked up everything. I knew how many bottles a day he drank, how much he should be eating, what he should be eating. Now? Not so much. I decided to feed Poppy about what I thought the size of his stomach could hold. We don't want any puking ya know. I don't know if baby's are like feral cats or what. I know a lot about cats. Some cats like that eat til they puke. He could of eaten more...but like I said...no puking. So, if he wanted more? Jipped.

Happy Birthday to me...

OK, it's not my birthday til November 20th! My friend D, Sister and I went on Saturday to this craft/swap meet kinda place called McKinney Trade Days. They have a few vendors that sale wrought iron. Did ya know I totally dig anything metal? Well, that and I have a bit of a stained glass addiction. Just ran out of windows for it. I have all kinds of awesome wrought iron! A windmill looking thing the Husb hates. I have metal pumpkins, a metal cornucopia, a metal Christmas tree, two metal cats, I even have a metal mosquito. You get the idea. So, we're cruising around the Trade Days and come across the vendor with all the wrought iron stuff. Ohhh...Ahhhh! I need more wrought iron like I need a hole in my head. The Husb would kill me. But not Sister! They had two awesome Peacocks for sale. Yep...I don't have a Peacock! She decided she had to have one. Of course, I didn't just fall off the turnip truck...I have no business buying a $49 Peacock. Sister knew I was eyeball'in it and guess what? I got me an early birthday present!!! Isn't he cute?! Now he just needs a name!