Happy Birthday Dad/Papa!

Happy Birthday Dad/Papa He who can think of something witty to say at any given moment. He’s my plumber, my carpenter, my mechanic, my electrician & sometimes even my taxi He’s just Mr. Fix It for just about anything. Just be careful….. if you ask him to build you something, just know that in the end it might weigh 2 tons because he’ll build it to withstand the nastiest hurricane’s, tornado’s or earthquake’s

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!

I made those shirts for us. Dad’s says “My Little Girl Drives A Chevrolet” and mines says “My Daddy Drives A Chevrolet”. LOVE them! My brother is designing and working on a website for Dad’s other job which you can check out here. That’s why you see all the cars and junk behind us.

One other quick little note….. I got registered at the Popcorn Factory to win the Easter Basket on the radio today. Yeah! Nothing like trying to call into the radio with a phone that’s going dead, dig for the cord, plug it in and drive GOOD! But hey, I accomplished it

why i don’t like neighbors…

I think I’m a great candidate for country living. Build me a log cabin at the end of a long winding road, lined with trees and a little stream out back. Oh an some mountains for a backdrop wouldn’t hurt any either Neighbors drive me crazy. Between the barking dogs, annoying little neighbor kids (and their parents who don’t have a clue what their kids are doing) and the drunks…… they make me want to scream. Now that’s it’s nice outside again, the neighbor kids who I’ve complained about before are back out and running. The other day the little boy was circling my house time after time. He never stopped to ask to play, he just walked around my house. Every time he’d come around the back he’d open the screen door and then let it shut on it’s own as he continued walking around. (reminding me every time that my door is annoyingly loud) A couple times he even took a break and sat down on the front steps. I don’t know who he was talking to but he sure had a lot to say, I don’t think he quit talking the entire time he circled my house. When he does come over to actually play, he’s not a bad kid, he’ll just drive ya nuts. Last time he showed up with roller blades on…… this was the conversation

Him: Can (my son) come out and play.
Me: He sure can, let me go see if he wants to go outside.
(while waiting for my son)
Me: Maybe (my son) will want to put his roller blades on. He’s still learning, maybe you can show him what to do.
Him: My sister doesn’t have them, only I wanted them.
Me: Oh.
Him: And they’re roller skates.
Me: Oh I have roller blades and they look just like yours.
Him: No they’re roller skates.
Me: Oh. (Maybe I’m just completely retarded )

My son finally came and had his roller BLADES in hand. He didn’t last very long on them, I guess the swing set looked more inviting. Then just yesterday the wind was blowing like crazy here and blew over the basketball hoop. I kept hearing this awful noise. Checked outside and sure enough the neighbor boy was back, trying to drag the damn hoop around. Another conversation……

Me: What are you doing?!
Him: Well why’s it like this?
Me: Because the wind blew it over.
Him: Why?
Me: Because the wind is blowing really bad. So just leave it alone.
Him: K
(a few minutes later……)
Me: Now what are you doing?
Him: Trying to lift it up.
Me: You’ll never lift that thing up, just leave it alone. I’m not even going to try. (My husband) will fix it when he gets home.
Him: K (and he continues standing there staring at it)
Me: Did you need something else?
Him: No

By this time, my son had come back to see what was up so he went out and played with him for a little bit. He has cement at his house, I don’t know why every time he puts his roller blades on he comes over and blades on my cement. It’s going to be a long summer with him.

Then we have the drunk neighbors who park behind their garage which is directly behind ours. No idea why they park there, I don’t even know if it’s actually their garage! No idea what they do back there. All we know is they are drunk and stupid. I’m just waiting for the day that they back up not knowing what’s going on and back right into my garage. Sometimes we’ll find them passed out back there.

Then we have the new neighbor girl who just moved in. People are in and out of that house all the time. And they seem to think the alley is the place to park. Why they can’t all park on the street is beyond me. We came home the other night and they were drunk and a couple of them came running out of the house yelling about who knows what. One was telling us he was having fun partying and needed to go get more drink, or something like that anyway. Fabulous so we’re surrounded by crazies.

Gotta get me that log cabin in the country…………

boys

Last night I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants, which wouldn’t actually be very hard to do while pregnant. Hell sometimes I sneeze and I have to take off running to the bathroom! Anyway….. last night we decided to go for a walk and stop at the park to play. My son wanted to roller-blade. I thought we were going to the park that’s somewhat close to our house, I was wrong. He wanted to go half-way across town (it’s a small town). Halfway there he decided roller-blading wasn’t so much fun anymore and wanted his sandals. Luck was with us last night….. because just as he took his blades off and put his sandals on some friends rounded the corner. I waved them down to give them the roller blades so I didn’t have to carry them to the park and then back home. We ended up trading, we gave them the roller blades, they gave us their 3 year old little guy. Then our luck went away He was wearing slip on sandals which were impossible to keep on his feet so every few steps he’d lose one and we’d have to stop. Then my son got tired so he climbed on my husbands back. Then my friends son decided that’s what he wanted to do so he wanted on my back. Carrying one in the front and one in the back is not fun! I was so sore. And then he kept getting heavier, my husband said his eyes kept closing – great now I’ve got a sleeping 3 year old on my back! My son ended up getting down to walk and my husband took the sleepy little guy for me, phew, this momma was sore and tired. He woke up quickly when we got to the park I kept seeing my friend’s son grabbing himself and I kept asking him if he had to go potty. Apparently he’s not made to go inside to go potty because next thing we knew…… he whipped his pants town, hiked his shirt up, arched his back and became a little fountain!! Seriously…. what do you do?! Can’t stop him mid-stream! So he just peed right there in the middle of the park. There were two other families there, but I don’t think they noticed. I laughed so hard I thought I’d be the one peeing in the middle of the park next! There have been two times we’ve tried to get my son to pee outside, because there was no other choice (no it wasn’t in the middle of a park ) He refused to go pee outside, but with no other choice he eventually gave in, but he did not like it at all.

My son lost another tooth yesterday at school. He left the tooth fairy this note….. (have you noticed that my son likes to leave notes )

This morning I asked my son if the tooth fairy was a boy or a girl. He said (like I was the dumbest person on the planet) “Mom…….. It’s the tooth FAIRY, boys aren’t fairies, girls are fairies.” Wellllllllll excuse me! LOL I was just curious of what he’d say, I didn’t know if he still believed in the tooth fairy.

This past weekend, I had cleaned out my son’s backpack. I couldn’t figure out why he complained EVERYDAY that his backpack was heavy. Well I found out why……. it was full of rocks! He just realized this morning that it was lighter and the rocks were gone. Shit hit the fan! He’s SO mad at me for throwing out his rocks! Apparently they were his favorite rocks. Oops So I told him this weekend if it was nice we’d go to the river and he could find new favorite rocks.

i did it!

I made it through Shutdown Day without even remembering. Just didn’t have time for the computer. It wasn’t until Sunday morning when I got the email from shutdown day asking to stop by the site and tell them what you did on shutdown day that I remembered about it. So, that worked out well

Had ourselves an interesting weekend. We’ll start with Friday night @ the grocery store. My son is very independent and if you try to help him with something he tends to get a little pissy. So he’s pushing the cart out of the store, the cart is full and he can’t see over it. I was holding onto the end of the cart helping him down the ramp so it didn’t get away from him. But that was going the wrong way in my son’s mind so he was going to go his own way. Well since he can’t see over the cart…… he obviously failed to notice the great big bump leading up to the higher sidewalk. So, when he turned the cart away from me he tipped the entire cart over. Cart lands on his foot. Groceries roll out of cart into parking lot. (Not far thank gawd!) Nothing like creating a scene.

Saturday morning I woke to see the neighbors had shown up in the middle of the night. This isn’t unusual, they always show up in the middle of the night and leave in the middle of the night. They only come stay at this house 2 or 3 times a year. It’s usually a man (in his 30’s), his girlfriend, and 2 kids (not sure if the kids are his or hers). I saw a car pull up and then back out quickly, it was the guy who takes care of the house while his friends are at their home in another state. Didn’t think much of it, until the cop pulled up. And then numerous other cars pulled up. My husband went out to talk to the guy who takes care of the house, he knows him from basketball. Turns out this guy went over to visit his buddy who was home for a job interview and found him dead . He came home alone this time and he’d only been here for about 12 hours. I kept thinking how sad, we’re sleeping away over here and 50 feet away this guy is dying or dead. Not a clue what happened.

Husband got the perfataping started this weekend on our living room walls and one wall in the babies room. The guy who I asked to do it is extremely busy on top of dealing with his dumb ex-wife. So my husband decided to give it a try – looks great so far. I can’t wait for it to be done. The carpet is waiting for us and I need to get painting!

eh… not so bad

I think everybody was messin with me I did the glucose screening today along with a few other blood tests. I’ll admit I don’t care for the orange drink, because I just don’t like orange pop kinda stuff at all. BUT….. it’s not as bad as everybody says Don’t care to do it again. But I was talking to a couple friends this morning and one kept saying she hoped I wouldn’t get sick because it was so awful and the other said she did get sick while she had it. But it was all good. I left the hospital with my little bottle of the orange drink. Hopped in the truck and sucked that thing down in about 3 minutes. And then burped orange drink for I don’t know how long – eeeew that part was gross. I had to blow about an hour so I decided to see what I could find at JCPenney’s as I had a coupon to use if I did find anything. And big surprise….. I did I bought baby a blanket while I was there. Love it! It’s just like my son’s blue blanket, but baby will have a green one. I also found an outfit for my husbands little girl and then stopped at another store for an outfit for my son. I’ll make them Easter presents So……. Mom gets to drink icky orange stuff and have blood drawn and kids get goodies – well now how the heck fair is that! Kidding!!

Last night my son was complaining about problems with the laptop locking up…… this is what I found when I entered my office this morning How funny! I giggled all morning and to be honest I keep giggling about it.

 

Updating this post…… I thought of more to write thanks to Freckle Face Girl. I was leaving her a comment and told her this story and decided I’d come add it to this post because I thought it was funny. And she says we’re to all LOL all day

Anyway……. After I got my orange drink at the hospital and had hopped in the truck to guzzle it down an elderly woman pulled into the parking lot. She was so tiny you could barely see her driving her mini-van. So I was drinking away and watching her park. It turned out to be quite entertaining. She was pulling into a spot in the row in front of me and one spot over. She pulled in and stopped. Then she backed out and pulled in again and stopped. Then she backed out and pulled in again and stopped. You get the picture. I thought she might start wearing out the pavement I’m not sure exactly how many times she did this but it was funny. When she finally decided she’d parked okay, she got out and walked around to the back of her van and stood there checking her parking job. She looked down both sides of her van. I guess she didn’t notice that the yellow line was UNDER her van. She hadn’t parked between the yellow lines but she must have thought she’d parked good cuz she pulled her gloves on and headed for the hospital. As I sat there giggling I decided the next time I’m ready to throw a bitch fit because someone parked stupid, I’ll think of her trying her hardest to get into that spot just right (even tho everytime she backed out and in her van still ended up in the same spot) and just park somewhere else.