Tuesday, September 30, 2008
*If you have more than one post a day
*If you check your comments more that 15 times a day
*When you check your comments, and than respond to those comments, and then check if the commenter responded to your comment
*When you child does something cute, and you drop everything to go write about it
*When you think, "That will make a great post" during everyday activities.
* When your children are hanging on you to see if you are done with the computer yet.
*When you don't have your housework done, and don't care. (It never gets all done anyways!)
*When you have to chase your family down to have them read your latest entry.
(my poor husband is drug to the computer most nights to approve of the blog...and to (he better) compliment!)
*When your mother starts saying "I think your addicted!"
*When you read your comment both on your e-mail alert and then have to go to your blog to read it on there too! (they do look different you know!)
If you said yes to 3 or more of these signs listed above...you have a blogging problem! If you know what to do about it....PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!!!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Don't they know that your mommy knows you are the last of her babies and her heart is breaking to see you grow up so fast!
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Happy Birthday buddy!
Love, Uncle Mike, Aunt Becky, Tatum, Jake, Matthew, and Summer
Friday, September 26, 2008
For months now, months, Heather and I have walked by all this construction outside the window of the YMCA where we work out. For some reason we thought we needed to put our 2 cents worth in, and let it get in our crawl. "What in the world!" "What are they doing out there?" They are tearing up everything and making a big mess!" "Why would they be doing this when they are just now opening the outside pool?" (I told you months!) We look out the window in disgust and shake our heads. All the time!
Well DUH! Heather (the smarter of the two in this instance) says to me today..."you know what that is? I finally figured it out. It is the new addition to you locker rooms."
You means the renovation to the locker rooms that has been publicised for MONTHS? The same renovation that we pass huge poster board signs everyday to get to workout that announce it? The one that has closed our bathrooms and locker rooms so we can't use them anymore. The renovation that is talked about EVERYWHERE???
Yea, um brilliant. The sad part is who know how long it would have taken me to figure out myself!!!
I am already licking my wounded intelligence....Heather was sending a package to Australia and wanted some neat ideas for it. US stuff you know. She said she was thinking of putting some American money in it. I said "Heather...why would you do that?? They use the same money as us!! They speak English, and their money is just like ours (okay...Heather again is the smart one in this story...I've got to stop talking, I come out bad in these stories!) The funny part is she went for a while with me on this. She said "they do?? ohh." "Wait a minute...Becky it say UNITED STATES OF AMERICA on the bills?!"
DUH! (hales of bay)
I think my kids are draining any intelligence out of me!
Thank God Heather and I think this is funny. If I wasn't laughing I would be crying...
Today while playing with his baby sister Matthew exclaims to me..."You're great at making human beings!"
Not only am I thrilled that a 7 year old can appreciate his sister so much, but that he can appreciate where she came from! ME!
I said "Yes Matthew, I am great at making human beings because I made YOU!"
Thursday, September 25, 2008
My son Jake is a goofball. He cracks me up on a regular basis. He also drives me NUTS!
Perfect example....last night the boy was told to take a shower. He did. Buck naked with his fricken socks on! Who forgets to undress all the way? I found a gross little pile of wet socks on my shower floor this morning.
He thought up a great game once that involved his tying himself to the cargo rack of the van. I told him not too, that if he seriously did, he would have to figure out how to get himself undone. Unfazed he continued his game. Passing by later, there is Jake the train wreck, about hogtied to the car, crying because he had to pee. "PLEASE MOM!!! HELP!! I'm going to pee my pants!!
Raising boys are soo different than raising girls. Neither is easy and they both come with their own trials.....but I tell you...if I am able to get that boy to 18 in one piece it is a miracle!
Here is my brainiac playing football toss with himself. He puts a smile on our face everyday....and a grey hair on our head!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Our People magazine is the subscription that never lapses. I know way to much useless stuff.
Well...Let's see how well all of you can do with a bit of 90's trivia. Sadly I knew most of these answers right away. Can you match the quote with the famous person:
A. Can we All get along? 1.Ellen DeGeneres
B. I didn't inhale. 2.Jeffrey Dahmer
C. Yep, I'm gay 3.Bill Gates
D. There were 3 of us in 4.Rodney King
this marriage, so it was a
E. They tasted like beef 5.George H.W. Bush
F. Someday, kids will spend 6.Michael Jackson
more time on a PC connected
to the Internet than in front of
G. I don't like broccoli. And I 7. Princess Diana
haven't liked it since I was a
little kid and my mother made
me eat it. And now I'm the
President of the U.S.A and I'm
not going to eat any more broccoli
H. Me and Janet really are 2 8. Bill Clinton
Have Fun and Good Luck! Will post the answers tomorrow!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
When Tatum was born, my grandma bought us a washer and dryer. I was all of 18 years old now, and had a baby. Laundry was not the priority for me getting through the days. My mom would come over and help alot. Our place had a squeezed in area that led to the back door where the washer and dryer was. Needless to say we hardly ever used that door because there was a PILES of Laundry.
When we got our 1st house, the basement was where the machines went. Cold, wet, and spiders. I was all of 22, with 2 kids and I started to try. I really did. Add another baby in there and I always felt like I was behind. I could never keep up.
Now I live in the nicest home I ever have in my life, this one even has a laundry ROOM too. But yup...throw another baby in the mix and Laundry was not one of my strong points. It still always had the upper hand. Yes, now I can tackle it, but it does not take long for it to take over again.
I have been dreaming of one of those big big machines, that can do like 12 pairs of jeans, and actually DRY them. I was getting sick of the machines running all day and it just wasn't quick enough. So I started to save. In a big pretzel jar for months and months. A couple times I thought I was getting close, but when we would go to the store, they would still be out of my price range. (stupid pedestals).
Finally the time has come......I got them suckers. And you know what? I can keep up! I'm doing it! I feel like I am actually getting the housewife thing down! Laundry is done daily and it no longer has the upper hand.
Welcome to my new Laundry Room....
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Really really really really really flippin BAD.
I am highly allergic to poison ivy. Amazingly enough, I seem to be able to catch it from in the air. THE AIR PEOPLE! How can you combat that?? I get it so bad that my Dr. has a back order of steroids for me at all times in case it hits before I can get in for an appt. I get it so bad that once when I was 12 I got it on my face, and my eyes were about swelled shut. I looked like the elephant man.
They say your skin has a memory (is there any more good news about this stuff) and when you have a new batch, it can show up where it was the last time JUST because your skin remembers it. Unfortunately that is true, because it is happening to me now. Same pattern up and down my arms.
But this is the fun part...you ready???
Not only am I on steroids.
Not only do I have poison ivy.
But Mother Nature decided to come for a visit....oh joy. The back of my thigh is upraised in a rabid heap and gets to enjoy sharing space with my "Always" with mother flipping wings!!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
This is my beautiful mother. She was born September 21st, 1948. She has lived quite a life, and although I cannot tell it all, I can tell some. This is a birthday tribute to the lady that has LOVED me unconditionally my whole life. This is for my mom!
*Tim and I would go down to the creek and collect clay and you would let us use your molds to make little statues of centipedes and Donald Duck.
*One of my earliest memories is taking a nap in your big bed with the blue bedspread.
*If we got sick, we would get "throw up bowls", cinnamon toast, and sprite,
*Every year you would sign up to help with the doll booth at the church festival, and we would get these bags of hideous used dolls that you would clean up, dress, and curl their hair. At the festival I always felt so proud of you when someone would WIN one of these dolls for a prize.
*You would plant marigolds along the sidewalk in the summer
*We would take family walks in the woods. You and daddy, Tim and I.
*When it was payday you would get all the cash, and sit on your bed dividing it in all the envelopes to carefully spend for the month.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
One of my FAVORITE days of the week is Garbage Night. I read a post recently that touched this subject, and a feel passionately about this topic. I love Garbage Night. I guess it's because I feel productive? I don't know. I love to see all the stuff that is cleared out from the house, being removed from my cluttered days. I look forward to it each week. It's like I get a fresh start...out with the old, in with the new. I am disappointed if I did not fill up all three cans...it's like I didn't do my job if I don't. Not that we waste anything...Mike and I always joke that the trash pickers never take from our pile because we don't have anything good. If it's in our trash...it ain't workin. We also recycle.
I guess it's sad that the picture above doesn't even show it all. There is still the swing base that the hurricane snapped, but we still have to unscrew so the garbage men will take it. I still have the litters boxes to empty. The overflowing recycling bin hasn't been drug out to the curb yet. (No...I guess what's sad is that my neighbors witnessed me taking a picture of my garbage!!)
Well with 6 in our family and 5 pets...it's bound to build up. Now I feel foolish.
Doesn't everyone feel this way???
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
This was too funny...I guess I should have thought it out better, but 4 kids and 2 HUGE cornstalks did not fit well in the car!
I'm new at this blogging thing..I just erased 2 pictures! @#$%@!@#*(crap..
Summer is excited with all the new things going on. She is trying to talk more and more everyday. I found the cutest darn Halloween outfit for her the other day and bought it.