Dancing a Happy Dance

My blog grandpappy is hosting the Karnival of Kidz. He even has an announcement about it. I know he titled it Delightful Little Sweet-things but somehow it came out as Rotten Little Brats. Here is a quote direct from that favorite "bad" relative:

That's right, everyone's favorite Bad Uncle (that's me) will be hosting the Karnival of the Kidz again next week, teaching the little curtain-climbers some bad habits & sending them home to annoy their parents.

Go ahead and get your entries in today! (see Harvey's POST for details)

Another Adventure of Super Pickle Boy!

Most stories will be about his heroic physical efforts, but this time he stumped me with his mental agility. It was a statement and then a question. It started when I was fixing Super Pickle Boy his breakfast of oatmeal and a glass of milk. He was sitting on the couch watching cartoons. After I got it ready and on the table, I went to sit beside him. At 6am in the morning, I get the statement from Super Pickle Boy of “I can’t get my pe-nis to go down”, “Why won’t my pe-nis go down?” I was dumbfounded. My mouth dropped open. I had no clue what to say. Mom was stumped. I answered it with a question: “Do you have to Pee?” Right? Isn’t that what you would say? I still don’t know how to answer him.

And luckily, the cartoon and the oatmeal were distracting enough that he didn’t ask again – yet!


Psst... this is my entry for the Karnival of Kidz...

Tater takes a Photo

Ever wondered what a 3 year old would take a picture of if he had a camera? I did NOT crop this picture in any way.

More Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

My wife and I are watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" while we are in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have se-x?" "No," she answered. I then said, "Is that your final answer?" "Yes," she replied. Then I said, "I'd like to phone a friend." That's the last thing I remember.

More Humor:

A South American Scientist, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people lacking adequate se-xual activities read their e-mails (or blogs) with their hand on the mouse...

















...Don't bother taking it off, it's too late.

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

In case you're having a bad day:

Just in case you are having a rough day, here is a stress management technique recommended in all the latest psychological texts. The funny thing is that it works.

1. Picture yourself near a stream.

2. Birds are softly chirping in the cool mountain air.

3. No one knows your secret place.

4. You are in total seclusion from the hectic place called the world.

5. The soothing sound of a gentle waterfall fills the air with a cascade of serenity.

6. The water is crystal clear.

7. You can easily make out the face of the person you are holding under the water.

Made My Blog Mama Proud!

** Doing the Happy Dance ** I can't believe I made #1 in a google search. All with the help of so many people. Don't believe me? Go check out THIS POST over at Bou's. She has a picture to prove I was #1!!

Another Quiz

Hat Tip to CalTechGirl at Not Exactly Rocket Science.

Hopefully, Bou doesn't take this before I get it posted!!!


You are Psalms.


Which book of the Bible are you?
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Hobbes!!!

Hat Tip to Sticks at From Chaos to Serendipity.

I probably would have ended up someone else, but I couldn't resist saying the beat up kid looked like a tasty morsel. GRIN.


You are HOBBES! My personal favorite. You like to
eat, sleep, and live a good life. Me too.


Which CALVIN & HOBBES character YOU?
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A Little Help

Christina from Feisty Repartee is asking for some help. She needs to know the best route to DeRidder, Louisiana, a small town just above Lake Charles. She needs to get to her mom. Any help would be appreciated. Go HERE and leave a comment.

Carnival of Recipes is UP

It's alive! Go check out the Recipes over at triticale's blog. A new way to group them, so it is more interesting to find what you want. Yummmy... Mississippi Sin...

The Afternoon Out

While the Open House was happening, we went to Lion Country Safari... I forgot the camera, but luckily I had my cell phone. The quality is not that good, but you can still see the little guys.

Tater is in the hole for the picture, Tot is off to the side sticking his head through another hole. Tot is able to move faster than Mom. I know this because I tried to get over to get Tot's picture and as soon as I got the phone up, he took off.



Tater is such a ham!





Tot was finally willing to get his picture taken while Dad was with him... but look who sneaked in!

Veggie Tales and Plugged Butts

I cannot wait until October gets here. Then I'll be the first on my block to download "The Hairbrush Song" from Veggie Tales for my phone.

Either that or I need to find a link to a "plugged butts" song to assist with the insanity that Ted at Rocket Jones or Bou at Boudicca's Voice has started. Why me?

PS. The open house went find. I, on the other hand, want to curl up in bed with hot tea and book and not move for 48 hours.

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

3 old ladies where sitting on a park bench. Ethel, Marge and Bessie. Just then a flasher runs up to them, opens his coat and exposes himself to the 3 ladies. Immediately Ethel has a stroke. Marge has a stroke also. But Bessie, being feeble and weak couldn't reach that far.

Go Ahead, Ask Away

I stuck my foot in it and can't seem to shake it loose. I volunteered to be 'interviewed' over at Basil's. What I really said was "If you are desperate, you can interview me". What I got back was that he was not desperate, but I opened my mouth and he was going to hold me to it.

Then I get a note asking me to be a guinea pig be the first one interviewed. He wanted to use me make this up as he goes along and thought I would be malleable flexible to any changes.

What he doesn't realize is who will be sending in the questions. And they aren't going to care it is not anonymous. Go for it. Help Basil out and send me some questions. Anything goes. Me, my kids, my blog... How often I go out on a date with my hubby to how much I weigh. The only thing I see happening is some strange questions coming in from my family and friends from my past. There are some things I will NOT tell... GRIN... at least not in my blog. Then again, there are some things I will tell that might shock you. ;-) The only way you are going to find out is by Sending.In.Questions.

Basil makes it easy... go to THIS POST and click on vw bug. Up comes your email with everything filled in for you.

Yes, I am a Thief

Saw this over at Bou's and decided to post it here as well:

I Give Up!

There is a running joke between Bou and myself about the on-line quizzes. It seems we always end up as the same thing/person. I saw she had taken THIS QUIZ about "What Historical Lunatic are You?" and considered cutting and pasting it here. Wasn't even go to take the quiz. Why put another data point on how we are similar? Ok, I couldn't resist... I took the quiz. I shouldn't have bothered. Go read her post. I was exactly the same thing. Sigh.

Hurricane Mathematics

Just couldn't resist. I saw THIS POST at Random Fate and had to share it. Jack takes the time to show us the mathematics involved in Hurricane strength.

A two degree Fahrenheit increase in water temperature could DOUBLE the energy of a weak hurricane even if only 0.1% of the additional energy available is absorbed by the tempest.

All of a sudden, that two degree increase ain’t looking so inconsequential any more, is it?

Of course, part of my interest was this quote:

Systems that change in large ways with only small variations in the initial conditions are referred to as “chaotic” in Physics. The “butterfly effect” is used as a crude way of describing this characteristic, where the flaps of the wings of a butterfly in China can result in a hurricane in the Atlantic.

Which reminded me of a book my mom got me to read on the Chaos theory. If you have never read anything on Chaos, you really should. I feel it applies to my life almost every day. ;-)

But take the time to read Jack's post and realize why most of us in Florida are always worried when a Hurricane comes by and how they can't truly predict exactly how strong, how big it will be, or where it will come into land. Chaos.

All Dressed Up

All dressed up and showing off for the camera:

Things That Drive Me Nuts

My mom passed on a couple of tidbits of information. She heard this one on the Nancy Grace Headline News show... and here is that tidbit (click anywhere in the quote and it will take you to the entire transcript):

And yet, you still had the leadership in New Orleans giving up an Amtrak train, 1,000-passenger Amtrak train -- Amtrak called up the mayor`s office, said, We`ve got a train that`s empty, it is leaving today from Saturday, it`s going to go to Macon, Mississippi. We can take 1,000 people. It could be 1,000 old people, 1,000 young people, doesn`t matter. We`ll take 1,000 people. The mayor`s office -- the man who runs the mayor`s office for emergency preparedness, a guy named Matthews, he passed on it. He said, No, it`s all right. Go ahead.

She also passed on this one. Where were the checks and balances?

Taxpayer dollars Congress appropriated during the Clinton administration that were meant for FEMA to develop a comprehensive evacuation plan for New Orleans instead was diverted and used to study the causeway bridge that spans the city's Lake Pontchartrain, officials say.

"They never used it for the intended purpose," former Rep. Billy Tauzin, R-La., told the Associated Press. "The whole intent was to give them resources so they could plan an evacuation of New Orleans that anticipated that a very large number of people would never leave."

Gross Me Out

Catchy Title huh? Wait till you hear what happened. Ready? Yesterday, Tot and I were playing with the legos. And he was being a good boy and picking the ones up off the floor that he had dropped. Even better, he was handing them to me with a little impish grin. I love that grin.

After he picked them all up, he bent down and picked up something else. I couldn’t see, but wasn’t worried about it. I put my hand out and thought he was going to drop a wheel from a Hot Wheels car into it. Talk about way off base. It was a semi-squished still wiggling roach about the size of a dime. It took everything in my power not to scream and throw it. I am TERRIFIED of roaches. He could have given me ANYTHING else. Frog, Lizard, Spider, Ant, Slug… ANYTHING else. Nope, a semi-squished still wiggling roach. Ugh.

I did not scream, but I did end up throwing it over to the corner of the room. I got up, ran to the bathroom and got some Purell. Lot’s of Purell. Cleaned my hands and got back just in time to stop Tot from picking it up a.g.a.i.n. I then cleaned his hands with Purell. I didn’t think washing with water would be enough. And successfully distracted Tot from the more interesting semi-squished trying to crawl bug with a Baby Einstein video. I let him pick the video. Phew.

I am still grossed out about it. I must have washed my hands with soap and water or Purell 20 times already today after that incident. Eeewwwwwwww. I still don’t know which is worse, this story, or the time I found half a roach in Tater’s mouth. Please tell me other parents have these moments.

Open House

It's getting to be that time. I had a 'trial run' the other day. I thought I would take a picture of what you would see when you walked in the door. Now remember, I took the tablecloth off, hid all the bibs, and a few other things.... Still have to get rid of that chair and the newspapers... sigh... but we have open house on Sunday and it'll be gone one way or another by then.

Also, I bought a bedskirt and comforter for Tater's bed and it came in today. Side Note: That is what you see in the background of the picture through the door (mainly because I hid stuff under his bed as well!). Hopefully, it will make it look a little nicer as well. Hope the people like construction trucks. ;-)



Anyone want to buy my house?

More Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

I seem to be on a kick for old humor... I still love this one everytime I read it:

It was Saturday night and the preacher still hadn't been able to think of a sermon for the next morning. About 9:00 p.m. he finally said to his wife, "Dear, I think I've come up with the perfect sermon! I'm going to give a sermon about horseback riding!"

She said, "Don't be silly! You can't give a sermon about horseback riding!"

He replied, "Well, it's going to have to do because I've preached on just about every other subject I can think of."

The next morning as they were driving to church, she said, "I can't believe that you're insisting on doing this! You know, if you're going to give that silly sermon on horseback riding, I'm just going to stay in the car during the service."

He said, "OK, then, suit yourself!", so she stayed in the car.

Entering church before the service, the preacher had a sudden inspiration and gave a hellfire and brimstone sermon on S.X that just had the congregation in awe.

As the congregation filed out of the church, some of the members saw his wife sitting in the car and approached her window. One of them said,"Wow! You just missed the best sermon your husband has ever given!"

She said, "Yeah, right! What does he know about it! He talks big but he's only tried it twice in his life! "Once before we were married and once after, and he fell off both times!"

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

Thought I forgot huh? Nope, just didn't have time to get it ready earlier in the week... An OLDIE but one of my favorites, also seems to fit into the theme of discussion I'm having this week:

All the organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was the one in charge.

"I should be in charge," said the brain , "because I run all the body's systems, so without me nothing would happen".

"I should be in charge," said the blood, "because I circulate oxygen all over so without me you'd all waste away."

"I should be in charge," said the stomach," because I process food and give all of you energy."

"I should be in charge," said the legs, "because I carry the body wherever it needs to go."

"I should be in charge," said the eyes, "because I allow the body to see where it goes."

"I should be in charge," said the rectum, "Because I'm responsible for waste removal."

All the other body parts laughed at the rectum and insulted him, so in a huff, he shut down tight.

Within a few days, the brain had a terrible headache, the stomach was bloated, the legs got wobbly, the eyes got watery, and the blood was toxic. They all decided that the rectum should be the boss.

The Moral of the story?

The a$$hole is usually in charge !!

Daddy Gets a Time Out?

When Mamaw was here, we were working on keeping the rooms clean. One of the items I was teaching Tater was to pick up his books and put them on his desk. This was mainly because he had started putting them on the floor. In the room he would go, off the desk the books would go. One day I laid down the law. Before he left the room, the books would all have to be on the desk. If I saw books on the floor he would get a time out.

Fast forward a couple of mornings. Mamaw walks by and sees a couple of books on the floor in Tater’s room. She quietly goes and gets Tater and tells him that he needs to pick up the books or he’ll get a time out. He goes in and picks up the books. He then proceeds to go out to the living room, up do his dad and in a loud voice say “Dad, if you leave books on the floor you get a time out. No books on the floor”.

Seems that Dad left the books on the floor after reading them to Tater the night before. Guess that means next time Dad was going to have get a time out if he didn't pick up those books.

Gotta love how kids announce to the world what is on their mind.

Breakfast Chatter

What a morning. Nothing like starting it off by having your 3 year old tell you where p00p comes from. While sitting at the table, Tater explains how you eat Oatmeal, it goes through your body and comes out as p00p. And you are not to eat p00p, that is nasty.

Not exactly what I need to talk about at 6:30am, but since he seems to have it on his mind... I tell him he is correct. You do NOT eat p00p. This seems to have come up a couple of times in conversation lately. I guess he got it from school (or I hope it was... I have learned that he hears one thing while we are saying something else). Tater seems to thinks it funny to say he will p00p in your mouth. Mom and Dad did NOT find that funny.

Last week Mom explained where p00p came from and how it came out your butt. How it was NEVER to go into the mouth. Not even in fun. And saying he will p00p in your mouth is not funny. Guess after a week, he wanted to talk about it again. But why at breakfast???? Yuck!

So what do you discuss at breakfast with other people?

Interview Questions

It had to happen one day. I opened my mouth and stuck my foot in it. I told Basil that if he was desperate to interview someone, he could use me. He ended up with a number of people volunteering to help out. And he said he was STILL going to stick it to me.

If you wanted to know something about me or my blog, send a note to basil(dot)interviews(at)gmail(dot)com and ask away.

Replace (dot) with . and (at) with @

Note: Don't ask anything you don't want the whole world to know that you asked. Your name may be shared during the interview.

Avast, me hearties!

Today is the big day! It's "Talk Like A Pirate Day"!

Yaa, I know... I don't talk very much like a Pirate, but I love the idea. So how many of you can leave comments that sound like you are talking like a Pirate??? I would love try reading them outloud to my sons.

Pssssssssst - they have a "How To" section... here is a blurb from it:

But if you just want a quick fix, a surface gloss, a "pirate patina," if you will, here are the five basic words that you cannot live without. Master them, and you can face Talk Like a Pirate Day with a smile on your face and a parrot on your shoulder, if that's your thing.

Ahoy! - "Hello!"

Avast! - Stop and give attention. It can be used in a sense of surprise, "Whoa! Get a load of that!" which today makes it more of a "Check it out" or "No way!" or "Get off!"

This is the Life

Wouldn't it be great to get up in the morning and do this?



One day, I'll be able to relax like that... .I just know it.

Carnival of Recipes is UP

Check out some great recipes for the week. And give Trub a huge THANKS... I'm sure you will enjoy the beer theme as well as the great layout Trub did.

Flowers

Been busy getting the 'old' house ready to sale. I love flowers, but do not like to have to water every day. It took having to sale this house to get me to water every day... I think I will enjoy it for a while as I see the flowers come out on these plants.

My neighbor helped me put it together and pick out the flowers. Of course Tater would also add a odd plant here and there. It turned out beautiful.



When I was trying to get a close up of some of the flowers, another beautiful object moved into the view... Don't you think?



BTW, this work on the garden took over a week. It might have gone faster without the kids, but it was sure a lot more fun with them.

Need a caption

You can just guess what was going on Tot's mind... I have no clue... Not even an idea on how to label these 2 pictures!

First:


Second:

Construction Workers

My boys love to dress up and act like they are building things (or tearing them down). Here they are having fun with Dad.

Search Activity on Farts

I was not expecting so many hits for fart football. Why in the world would people search on those words??? The lines are by days... so for 3 days I got hit with Fart Football searches. Sigh.

Adventures of Super Pickle Boy

and Super Chicken Boy... Every super hero needs a tool that can change into anything they need. From a bed, to a car, to a hiding place. Here are Super Pickle Boy (Tater) and Super Chicken Boy (Tot) playing with some boxes.

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I zap you with my ray gun!



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Duck Super Chicken Boy! That way they can't see you! Darn, Mom took the picture from the top... how did she know we were here?



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Ahhhh I needed a good place to sleep. And hide from Super Pickle Boy. zzzzzzzz

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

This is funny ~ be sure to read the short story first and then click More Pawprints to see the picture!!!!!

A co-worker got a pen stuck inside our printer. He started to try and remove the pen, but I told him we don't have time for that now, just put a note on the printer telling folks not to use it and then report it to the Help Desk. So, he grabbed a piece of paper and scrawled on it. I left before he finished the note. About 20 minutes later, one of my techs came in laughing, saying he was just in the lobby, saw a piece of paper on a printer and went to investigate. Attached is what he found.

More Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

AUSTRALIAN COURT DOCKET 12659 - CASE OF THE PREGNANT LADY.

A lady about 8 months pregnant got on a bus. She noticed the man opposite her was smiling at her. She Immediately moved to another seat. This time the smile turned into a grin, so she moved again. The man seemed more amused. When on the fourth move, she had the man arrested.

The case came up in court. The judge asked the man about 20 years old, what he had to say for himself.

The man replied, "Well your Honor, it was like this: When the lady got on the bus, I couldn't help but notice her condition. She sat under a sweets sign that said, 'The Double Mint Twins are Coming' and I grinned.

Then she moved and sat under a sign that said, '"Logan's Liniment will reduce the swelling', and I had to smile. Then she placed herself under a deodorant sign that said, 'William's Big Stick Did the Trick,' and I could hardly contain myself. But, your Honor, when she moved the fourth time and sat under a sign that said, 'Goodyear Rubber could have prevented this accident'

.. I just lost it."

Happy Birthday BlogGrandpappy

N.O.T. Work Safe for some of this.

Grandpappy Harvey asked for Boo-bees for his Birthday. And I found some BooBees.

But... they didn't look like his examples. Then I found THIS SONG.

Hmmmmm... Just change the singer to Harvey and we almost had something close to what he asked.

And then I found THIS SITE. Pay Dirt!

Happy Birthday GrandPappy Harv... I hope you have many more Blog Boo-bie Birthdays.

First Adventure of Super Pickle Boy

Imagine it's the first week of school, with new classmates, a new teacher and a new chance to be Super Pickle Boy. Just last week you were doing belly flops into the pool and it felt just like you were flying. It's recess, time to show everyone you are Super Pickle Boy. Get to the top of the slide and JUMP! Belly flop right to the ground.

Of course, Mom walks up just as they are leaving the playground. Seems as Tater's class was delayed leaving because the manager had to be called to come check out Tater. The teacher, Miss P, was talking non-stop to me when she saw me. Saying things like, "He looks like he is ok", "There doesn't seem to be any blood", "I check under his shirt to make sure his belly was ok", and more. Eventually, I heard the story of why this was happening. I had to laugh. Somehow I don't think that was quite the reaction she expected. But then again, she hasn't seen him fall 4 feet off the fort backwards and get up to try what he was doing again.

More adventures coming soon...

Story Time

Oh what is it about Grandmothers that make children act up? Here is Tater having a story read to him... what do you think?

Get ready to Smile

What a nice selection of kidz! Check out this week's Karnival of Kidz... looks like the Boys win. Thanks to Jody at Iowa Geek for a great job!

Croup

I found an excellent explanation of Croup at THIS SITE. You may be wondering why I am so interested in croup? If not, skip the rest of this! Tot got croup so badly in March he had to be hospitalized. Not a nice thing. Hence I have been reading different items on croup. I came upon the link above this week and liked it the best.

Why am I reading about croup this week? I noticed Tot had caught a cold and by Wed night we went without sleep. His nose was running, he was coughing and generally miserable. At breakfast Thursday morning, Bou heard him cough and said it sounded like croup. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. My mom swears she mentioned it Wed night, but I honestly didn't hear her say it. I may have been distracted or putting my head in a hole, who knows. But I called the doctor and got him in asap. Yep, it was the start of it. We caught it in time. But he is still not well. I'm taking him back in Monday (today when I post this). He still isn't well. No croup coughing but not well. I hope he outgrows this and soon.

UPDATE: He slept 8 hours last night. I take this as a good sign. I still plan on making an appointment and taking him in... not like I have time to do it, but will feel better if I do.

Lost? Hiding?

While Mamaw and I toured the house, the kids went running around. At some point, Tater and I went into the Master Bedroom. Before going I made sure Mamaw and Tot were in the other room together. Suddenly I turn around and there is Mamaw. I ask where is Tot and she says with me. Uhhhhhhhh. No.

The hunt is on. We are yelling for him. Running from room to room. Suddenly I hear laughter. Now if I can just get Tater to shut up long enough to figure out where it is coming from. "Tot!", "hehehehe", "Tot!", "hehehe"... ahhhh, he is the spare bathroom. Sure enough... I look in and he is squatting and 'hiding' and laughing.

I think Mamaw and I gained another head of grey hair right then.

Here is Tot running to Mamaw to be 'saved' after being found.

Coming Soon - Super Pickle Boy Adventures

We have new super heroes in our family. One, in particular, has become somewhat infamous. Hence the name of this post. Let’s start with the introduction to how we came up with super heroes in our house and their names.

In the beginning there were made up stories at night for Tater. Then they grew to be made up stories that included the family. One night, my Husband decided to include super heroes. Spiderman, Superman, Batman and others that my son knew about, though never really watched. And that led to the night that my son became a super hero!

With my Husband's help, they came up with names. Mind you, Tater picked them out and even came up with a few. Trust me; I heard some of the names my Husband was trying to get him to use. I was very happy to hear they were NOT used. Here is the lay of the land:

Tater = Super Pickle Boy
Dad = Super Ketchup Man
Tot = Super Chicken Boy
Mom = Super Banana Mama
Dog = Super HotDog

And while Mamaw was here... Tater decided to call her "Super Macaroni and Cheese Mamaw". Yep, the whole thing. What a mouth full!

Now you have the whole crew. In the future you will be hearing some of the unique experiences that come from having a super hero in your household.

Other Things I Missed

First, an obvious birthday from someone who HELPED me. Happy Belated Birthday Ted at Rocket Jones. Geeze. You would think I would remember. Then again, this is the person who mailed her own mother's present 9 months late. GRIN.

And are you ready for this? I missed my 1 year anniversary of blogging. August 22nd has come and gone. Here is my cra-ppy first post. My writing hasn't improved, but the quantity of stories has increased. Gotta love having family around to help you find blog fodder.

Carnival of Recipes is Up!

Jordana at Curmudgeonry hosts the Carnival this week!

Stolen word for word from Pamibe!

Did You Send One?

Ring-a-ding! Time for the Karnival of Kidz. Send in those entries. I sent mine in and I hope it is a surprise for you. Yep, you'll have to check it out to see which one I selected. Be kind to Jody at Iowa Geek... give her lots of entries to enjoy!

Who knows, if you don't do it... I might start listing the words to all the Wiggles songs. GRIN.

Hodgepodge, smorgasbord

Laugh or cry, depending on how you look at it.

And for those with kids... here is a little something NOT to share with your children.

Don't forget Talk Like A Pirate Day is coming up. Ogre has some good ideas.

Eagle and Phoenix is a new blog. Here is some information from it:

E&P is geared towards taking full advantage of our legal freedoms to improve our nation, rather than relying solely upon the paths of law and legislation to solve our problems. Moreover, E&P specifically intends to promote debate and activism on matters that are all too often divisive, through the use of a friendly competition open to American citizens anywhere and everywhere.

And I can't leave out CalTechGirl! She found an awesome picture that is worth checking out.

A Creed to Live By

VW should be back posting tomorrow. I just realized no one posted for her today. I don't have any stories ready, so I will just give you some things to think about. Sticks.

Don't undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because each of us is different that each of us is special.

Don't set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you.

Don't take for granted the things closet to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them life is meaningless.

Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.

Don't give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over ---until the moment you stop trying.

Don't be afraid to admit you are less than perfect. It is this fragile thread that binds us to each other.

Don't be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.

Don't shut love out of your life by saying it's imposible to find. The quickest way to find love is to give love; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly, and the best way to keep love is to give it wings.

Don't dismiss your dreams. To be without dreams is to be without hope. To be without hope is to be without purpose.

Don't run through your life so fast that you forget not only where you've been by where you're going. Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored each step of the way.

Author Unknown

Children and Cuss Words

VW should be back to posting regularly this weekend. But, for now you will have to tolerate another one of my child horror stories. Sticks.

(And by the way VW, I wasn't going to post this story, but you asked for it by posting your More Humor for Dreaded Wednesday)

Mothers try very, very, hard to teach their children appropriate language. You constantly have to watch what you say around them because, as everyone knows, kids will repeat what you don't want them to say. I was no different when my boys were little. I was careful not to cuss around them. I monitored what shows they watched. Careful. Careful. Careful. So, I was really surprised when the Improviser, then 4, ran up to me tattling on his brother. "(Daredevil), said the S and F words." I was in shock. Mortified that my 3 year old would be using such language. He had to have learned it from his father. Yes, that had to be it. Relief and laughter ensued when he clarified it. Daredevil had said "shut up" and "fart". Nope, he learned that they were bad words from his mother. Two of my pet peeve words. I hate them. They are teenagers now. I wish they could still have that innocence.

Happy Birthday Boudicca

Just a quick post to wish you the best of birthdays. Happy Birthday Boudicca.

More Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

Oldie but goodie:

An old married couple no sooner hit the pillows when the old man passes gas and says, "Seven Points." His wife rolls over and says, "What in the world was that?"

The old man replied, "It's fart football."

A few minutes later his wife lets one go and says "Touchdown, tie score."

After about five minutes the old man lets another one go and says, "Aha. I'm ahead 14 to 7."

Not to be outdone the wife rips out another one and says, "Touchdown, tie score."

Five seconds go by and she lets out a little squeaker and says, "Field goal, I lead 17 to 14." Now the pressure is on the old man.

He refuses to get beaten by a woman, so he strains real hard. Since defeat is totally unacceptable, he gives it everything he's got and accidentally poops in the bed.

The wife says, "What the hell was that?"

The old man says, "Half time, switch sides."

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

The following questions and answers were collected from the SAT tests given to 16 year-old students during the 2004-2005 school year! Don't laugh too hard -- one of them could be your kid or better yet -- become President of the US one day!

You have to admit though…some of the answers are very creative and certainly brought a smile to my face.

Q: Name the four seasons.
A: Salt, pepper, mustard, and vinegar

Q: Explain one of the processes by which water can be made safe to drink.
A: Flirtation makes water safe to drink because it removes large pollutants like grit, sand, dead sheep, and canoeists.

Q: How is dew formed?
A: The sun shines down on the leaves and makes them perspire.

Q: What is a planet?
A: A body of earth surrounded by sky.

Q: What causes the tides in the ocean?
A: The tides are a fight between the Earth and the Moon. All water tends to flow toward the moon because there is no water on the moon and nature abhors a vacuum. I forget where the sun joins in this fight.

Q: In a democratic society, how important are elections?
A: Very important. Sex can only happen when a male gets an election.

Click More Pawprints to see the rest

Is It Just Me?

Or does anyone else get messages like this when they get into gmail?



P.S. Mom leaves Friday morning. I hope to be posting like normal on Saturday or Sunday (if they aren't already bringing people to the house).

I'm Alive

Just a short blog entry to let you know I'm alive. Not that I have much time. The realtor is coming tomorrow to walk through and let us know what needs to be changed to help it sell. We have 8 weeks to get it sold. Sigh. Not enough stress in my life. ;-)

I'm Alive

Just a short blog entry to let you know I'm alive. Not that I have much time. The realtor is coming tomorrow to walk through and let us know what needs to be changed to help it sell. We have 8 weeks to get it sold. Sigh. Not enough stress in my life. ;-)

Karnival of Kids is UP!

Another week has gone by! Somehow I missed the Karnival of Kidz. I entered but forgot to link to it!!! My blog Sis, Sissy, is the host this week. Have some morning smiles and enjoy the stories.

It's Going Down!

It is time to clean up the 'computer' area. Wires to be moved, desks to be moved. This means I will be out of internet service for 24 hours (or until I can get it all plugged in again). No reading blogs, no responding to emails, no posts from me. EEEEK.

Hopefully when it comes back up, all will work.

It's Going Down!

It is time to clean up the 'computer' area. Wires to be moved, desks to be moved. This means I will be out of internet service for 24 hours (or until I can get it all plugged in again). No reading blogs, no responding to emails, no posts from me. EEEEK.

Hopefully when it comes back up, all will work.

3 Cheers

They are rerunning old Calvin and Hobbs comics in our newspaper!!!! I'm so psyched! Today Calvin was trying to conceal the water balloon in his shirt. Susie ran as soon as she saw him. ;-) Life is getting better.

Gardening follies

More horror stories from Sticks. I figure if I post the worst stories about my boys they will make VW's boys look like the angels they are.

I know that VW does a lot of "gardening" with her boys. I have seen pictures of the things she has grown. The pineapples looked great and something obviously enjoyed them. But, I do not have a green thumb. I am a plant assasian. Which is why I am wondering why I was even attempting to plant flowers. I don't remember what possessed me. But, nonetheless, I had taken three small children to home depot, purchased flowers and brought them home. This in and of its self is an adventure, but I will save that for another post. But, by the time we got home, it was way beyond nap time. The boys were cranky (so was mom, but who cares, right). I insisted that they take naps. Daredevil, who was about 3, was insisting on planting the flowers. I over ruled and put them to bed. I went out and quickly buried the cute little pansies. I then got busy with something else trying to take advantage of nap time. A short time later, I walked outside to find the poor little pansies ripped out of the ground and strown all over the yard. Apparently, daredevil had been waiting for an opportunity to strike. We replanted them together after naptime and the urge to choke him passed. But, unfortunately they didn't make it. I stick to plastic flowers now.

Karnival of Kidz

You did get your entry in for Karnival of Kidz? You have till Midnight EST Sunday. I need the laughs! Go to the link above to see how to submit your entry.

Carnival of Recipes is UP

Busy, but never to busy to check out the Carnival of Recipes. There are great recipes, cool pictures and a wonderful writeup. Take the time and go see if you can find something for breakfast, lunch or dinner this week. See, never to busy to visit, but then again you don't have to leave comments there. ;-)

PS. I do have time to surf occassionally, but I am not leaving many comments. I'm around, just not commenting.

All Work and No Play

We filled up a 5x8x8 A/C'd storage unit. We know have a non A/C'd unit. So some of the stuff in the A/C'd unit can be moved to the non A/C'd unit. Boxes of pots and pans, books shelves, strollers. And then all the linen, shirts, winter clothes can be moved to the A/C unit. Sigh. Too much to do, not enough time in the day. I'm going to leave you with some old humor:

God is sitting in heaven when a scientist prays to Him,
"God, we don't need you anymore. Science has finally
figured out a way to create life out of nothing. In other
words, we can now do what You did in the "beginning."

"Oh, is that so? Tell me..." replies God.

"Well," says the scientist, "we can take dirt and form
it into the likeness of you and breathe life into it, thus
creating man."

"Well, that's interesting...show Me."

So the scientist bends down to the earth and starts to
mold the soil.

"No, no, no..." interrupts God, "Get your own dirt."

Help

I haven't been blogging because my mom is down and we have been working hard at getitng the house ready to sell. But I can't stand it. I'm taking a break and writing this post. There are a TON of people out there putting stuff up about groups supporting those from the hurricane or the soldiers. These all touch me close to home. Ogre has good info, go over and page through his posts to find what interests you. So does Laughing Wolf, do the same. Bou has some stuff from my old home, Myrtle Grove Baptist Church took in refugees, Army Wife is trying to get techie help. Go check out those links. See if you can help out. With Time, Clothes, Food and/or Money.

PS. I started this at 6am and it is now 11am. This is why I don't post!

UPDATE:

There is a post at Letters from NYC that includes how to check out a charitable organization for integrity. Click HERE to read it.

Tot and legos

Notice how he takes apart the logos with his mouth.

White Turkey Chili

(from Marie)

It's getting to be football season. In NY, that means cool evenings, changing leaves, and chili. Mmmm! I'm not a football fan, but I love chili. And this one's mighty tasty... for this week's Carnival of the Recipes.

White Turkey Chili (Serves 6)

1 Tbsp olive oil
1 onion, chopped
2 cloves garlic, pressed
3/4 lb ground turkey
salt & pepper to taste
1 can cannellini beans, drained
1 can corn with red and green peppers, drained
1 16-oz jar salsa
1 15-oz can tomatoes with garlic and onion

(instructions in extended entry)