Toys toys toys!

This coming Saturday is T's 5th birthday party. The second that is over we are running to another friends party. We will then recover from all that cake and go to two more parties (that over lap time wise) on Sunday. Needless to say, I had to go to Toys R Us to buy gifts. Can I just say that there are a shit load of toys out there!!! Seriously...I mean...SERIOUSLY! I'm happy to say that I had a game plan before going. The only kid I wasn't sure about was my own. I zipped in with my shopping buddy Poppy. So glad he doesn't ask for stuff. I found the toys I was hunting for and then became stumped on what to get T. Ya see, he likes anything boy. Dinosaurs, race cars, Batman, rockets, Nerf guns, you get the picture. The entire time I'm adding up what I have to make sure I hit $75 to get my $10 gift card. I love those coupons. Harharhar...silly me. Like it's going to be a problem spending $75. I decided not to buy T a ton of stuff. He'll get plenty from his party and our family. He ended up with Operation Spongebob and an Ant's in Spongebob's Pants game. (It was free with the Operation game and will be saved til Christmas. I love free shit.) I already bought an awesome light up Solar System that goes on the ceiling. I figure it's educational...right? Of course I had to add a few little things for Poppy since he didn't gripe and whine. Got him some pants on sale, a few teething toys, diapers and a bib. Wondering if I made it to $75? Yeah and them some. $124 and some change. Lord help me when Christmas shopping starts. Speaking of, I found my Christmas Stockings! WOOOOOHOOOOOO! They were behind a craft basket in a closet I'd already looked in. Hummmm. Now I just need to have one made for the baby. That's T with the elusive stockings. I love those stocking. The Husb hates them. Not traditional and you can't get much in them. I say they only need to be big enough for jewelry, perfume and chocolate. But what do I know?

My Odd Thoughts!

Too bad you can't spank a fish. We have four Silver Dollar fish. One is an asshole. He chases the other ones around. I'd like to spank his fishy butt.


I really like that nose sucker thing they sent home from home the hospital when I had Poppy. I have become really proficient at sucking snot. I feel such a sense of accomplishment when a get a huge bugger.


Did you know that the Squirrel on Spongebob is from Texas? Did you even know there was a squirrel on Spongebob? By the way, her name is Sandy.


I still can't find my Christmas stockings. OK, I haven't looked anymore, but I will.


I don't love Antique Stores. Went to one yesterday. They are smelly and have a bunch of that stuff I could of had when we cleaned out my Grandparents house. I also didn't know that some people collect owls. One stall was all owls. I didn't know I had an aversion to owls. I do.


I'm bitchy when I am woken up everyday before 7a.m. I repeat BITCHY.


I caught my pissy cat actually peeing in his box. I wonder what's wrong with him.


That's all I have for this lovely Sunday. I'm headed to my sister's to drop off the kid for a bit and then we are taking the baby to a craft show.

Yeah 5!

Little did I know that not being able to get pregnant for so long would actually be a blessing. It took probably 2 1/2 years to get pregnant with Poppy. Some gland in my head...Pituitary gland?...thought I was already pregnant. Just a few pills and a couple of shots and I was lucky enough to have number 2 on the way. I've been noticing some of my friends that have two kids. None of them are as far apart as T and Poppy. Their kids range for 18months to 2 1/2 years apart. I often feel overwhelmed and rushed and annoyed. They must feel it 3x more than I do. It must suck to be them. One friend had twins when her son was only 18 months old. She calls the first 3 years "The Dark Years". Lovely huh?

T will be 5 next week. He has grown so much, I can't believe he was once a little guy like Poppy. I know I take for granted all the things he can do on his own. I lay out his clothes and he dresses himself. OK, I'll be honest, most of the time I have to tell him 5 times to do it and sometimes threaten harm. 99% of the time his underwear is even on the right way. He goes and gets me things when I ask, fetches the remote control when I'm too lazy to get up and jumps around to make the baby stop crying. It's frustrating when thing don't go like you'd planned. I wanted my kids to be closer in age. Now I'm thanking my lucky stars that they aren't. I was waiting in a doctors office one day and a lady asked how far apart my kids were. I told her 4 1/2 years. She said I had planned perfectly...when one gets out of college, the other one will be going in. Let's just hope T doesn't do what Mommy did and go on the 5 year plan. Yeah 5!

Thrilled Thursday!

Hummm.... I'm so much better at bitching then being thrilled. Here goes!

Tonight I get to have wine and left over Halloween candy while sitting around my neighbors fire pit. No boys and no kids. Whoop!

My baby is napping.

Mr. T doesn't get out of school til 2 and he should be in a great mood cause today he has art class.

Facebook makes me happy I'm me and have my life.

My hair looks a little better today. (Hey, I'm trying people!)

I'm almost alone. (Remember...baby is here.)

When Poppy (baby, not his real name) wakes up we're going shopping. Even if it's only for groceries. He doesn't know how to ask for shit.

The Husb filled my gas tank yesterday.

The front of my house looks fab with all it's "Fallness"!

It's not hot here. (Texas)

Ok I suck at this happy shit. No more Thrilled Thursdays! I'm much better at Whiny Wednesday.

Peace out!

Whiney Wednesday!

OK, it's not the kid, it's me. Here goes!

I have never been a napper. Now that I have two kids, I'd like to take a nap. Why doesn't an almost 5 year old take a nap? Isn't he tired after all that running around?

Eating three mini Mounds candy bars makes me feel ucky.

Why can't I figure out that bulb sucker thing to suck out the baby's snot? My Sister is really good at it.

If my cat pees one more time in the hallway, I'm going to glue his buttocks closed.

My hair looks like shit everyday.

I'm going to be 40 in 16 days and am none too happy about it.

Why do fast food places advertise a certain kids toy and then give you some other shitty toy? I took the kid to Burger King today for a Spongebob toy that comes in the kids meal. I haven't been to Burger King in 3 maybe 4 years. He ended up with some shitty Simpson's toy. He doesn't even know who the Simpson's are. Same thing happened a few weeks ago with Sonic. Take the damn sign down already.

Why are there so many freaking bills? All those envelopes are annoying. (Yeah...I know, do the online crap...we do, sorta.)

Why does one cat poop right outside his box? Doesn't matter if it's clean or not.

If T asks one more time, "Will you buy me that" when watching TV, I just may freak out.

I didn't get any pictures of the baby in his frog costume. Now I gotta get off my butt and dress him up again.

Thanks for letting me rant. Oh wait, it's my blog and I can do what I want. Yeah me.

Tomorrow shall be Thrilled Thursday!

Halloweenie Pictures!

Just a few pics to get up your ghoul!

The brain was made out of small watermelon! My friend made the spider and puking pumpkin. And the vampires...well, what can I say? Mr. T also loved the radish eyeballs!

Fall Back!

I love Fall. I've decided it's my favorite season. Well, until Spring hits...then Spring is my almost favorite. It all starts in October when I can break out my Halloween decorations and gain an hour of sleep!! BTW, the party was awesome! The second Halloween is over I take down the decorations so fast your head would spin around. I then move on to my Fall decorations. Not many of these...just left over pumpkins and flowers from Halloween. Of course I add my Fall flag and this ugly ass scarecrow my Mom gave T. And then when November rolls around the real fun begins! Love Thanksgiving! It was the one holiday that we didn't have to travel to relatives. Sometimes we did go to Muskogee Oklahoma or Jane Missouri to see Grandparents, but it wasn't a given.


Christmas has always been a big favorite too. We ALWAYS spent Christmas at my Grandparents in Muskogee and then drove up or were picked up by the other Grandparents (and Dad after the parents divorced) to go to Jane. When I started flying I couldn't get Christmas off to save my life. My first Christmas off was due to a head cold. I went to the Doctor and he said I could actually fly December 24th...but when he found out I had a trip, he wrote me a note to stay out. I could of kissed that man! It was the first time in my life I had woken up at home and celebrated Christmas. I think the Husb and I were only married a few years. Since then I've gotten lucky. If not having it off then getting home early. As the years go on, the more senior I am, I say hell no...I ain't flying Christmas! Of course this year I'm on a leave, so no worries! Now here comes a dilemma. The year before last I bought these awesome stockings on line. Last year when I found out I was pregnant, I went looking for another one. Crap, they don't sell them anymore. Just a weird version that has leopard print on it. Not for my boy! I decided after Christmas to take the stockings and put them in a convenient place so I could either have one made or find a matching one. Well, guess what? I can't remember where the hell that convenient place is. Shit, I can't find our damn stockings. I've searched everywhere. So, now I'm off to search every nook and cranny in this little house...again. Wish me luck!