Fly On The Wall.

So here is the set up, the 411, the down-low.

I’ve been picking on Sis lately. She and I talk almost everyday, if not several times a day. The hubby thinks its crazy. My opinion is that my family is a lot closer in some aspects than his. Anyway as you know Sis has three boys. Booger is 5, Duck is almost 3, and Moose is little over a year old.

Aren’t they just handsome boys??

Now our conversations at times are rather amusing and I will tell you why. I’ve been teasing her that I was going to start writing about some of the “phrases” I hear when we talk. She tells me I won’t, when she knows I most definitely will. I told her the other day someone should be a fly on the wall and write this stuff down so we could make millions!!

So here we go, set down that drink, no drinking I don’t want you to choke and it be all my fault.

Phone rings I see on the caller ID its her (second time today) the earlier call however was from Moose playing with the cell.

For your ease of reading I will color code the convo’s. *wink wink* I will be in lovely Red and Sis will be in Blue.

So I answer, “Hello.”

Stern voice says, “Don’t say that to me again or you will go to your room!”

“Ok then, noted.”

Laughing. “No not you, UGH these kids are making me lose my hair today.”

“Nothing new.”

So we chat about a few things, and then mid sentence she raises her voice, “I told you to go find a toy to play with! Quit playing with the tape measure before you slice your brothers head off!”

Not even two minutes later, “I said a toy!! Where are you getting these tools? Of all things your dad had to teach you it had to be the “fixin!” Give me the wrench and hammer. Now get!” pause “Get back here! Give me the screwdriver out of your back pocket too! Is there anymore I can’t see?”

Yeah my nephews are all about the tools. They love the farm and “fixin” things. Really is very adorable. How ever a lot of the boys “fixin” has cost Sis and her hubby some money.

For example the other day Duck decided to cook some long noodles (Ramen) on the grill. Sis thought he was pretending stirring things in the bowl on the grill. There was no flame so all safe right? Wrong they went to use the grill a day later. No gas in the tank. First they are perplexed how this 2 year old was able to turn the top plus Duck had managed to break some part that her hubby had to run, buy, and then “fix.”

Second Sis proceeds to tell me now that Moose is walking, he likes to help mommy. Sis found out the hard way that crayons and dishwasher’s don’t blend well. Enough said.

Another day we are chatting along and she is telling a story about a friend of ours she saw the other day. Again mid sentence no change in tone she says, “You asked for it you eat it! Your brother is not a pig to just dump leftovers on his tray!”

At first I’m like WTF kind of story, huh, what?? Then I hear Duck say, “But Mama he’s (Moose) asked me for some.”

“Ok one your brother doesn’t talk. Two what have you been told about lying, three ugh… uhh… AHH just go away I can’t think with you telling me (Moose) is talking. That thought scares me to no end.”

Then on that note she goes right back into the story like nothing happened. I however am still perplexed with the fact that Duck could come up with such a story and the thought of Moose talking we will all be in trouble.
So I don’t hear a thing she says.

There have been several more. They happen at least once a week. I am absolutely writing them down from now on. That is of course once I wipe my eyes from the tears of laughing so hard. Knowing my Sis and my nephews that I love to death, this will probably be a reoccurring entry.

Bad thoughts I tell ya, bad thoughts.

I thought I would join in the confessional this week.

Yup I have something to confess to you y'all

I came accross the meme a couple weeks ago but never thought of anything to say however this week I have something.

So come on over and join just click on the beautiful button made by Chief for Glamazon

All beatified isn't it??

So on to the important crap stuff.

• This last week on pick up and drop off of the girls to their mom she proceeded to talk my ear off with tons of bullsh$%!!
• She has done this before but it always ends bad for me.
• Every time she plays nice with me it ends up with me drinking coffee laughing with the CPS guy in my house.
• Yup she turns me in for trumped up charges, that have no proof, that I get to amuse the CPS fella with how they aren't possible.
• So as I'm sitting there last night I tried everything to get her to shut up.
• I didn't ask questions, I started the car, I even had it in park, she still wouldn't stop.
• So I eventually drove away saying its late I have to go while she was still rambling.
• In my head I'm thinking...
• How can I remove her tongue, how can I...
• Yes I had some very bad thoughts about there mom.
• I have them alot. (I WOULD NEVER ACT ON THEM)
• I yelled at the hubby for not making/telling her we HAVE to go.
• I yelled at him for making me sit through that twice in one week.
• I tend to yell at my hubby alot for him being to quiet.
• I get frustrated easily anymore.
• I think it's my anxiety/depression.
• I don't take meds for it even though I should.
• I hate how it makes me feel like a zombie and no feelings, not even able to cry when I take them.
• Besides they really only give ya drugs for feeling suicidal...
• Not for having thoughts of homicide do they?? (LOL I haven't had that bad of thoughts but if I'm drinking coffe with the CPS fella next week I can't promise I won't dream it)

So there ya have it.

Oh and if you here from

Make sure to leave me a comment so I can come back to you.

Have a great day!!

PINT – 10 Tid Bit’s!!

It’s that day of the week again!! It’s PINT Tuesday with Supah!! Hop on over and join in the fun. Before you go though make sure to take a peek at mine and leave me a note. I decided to do something oh so fun today!!! You don’t want to miss it nor do I want to hold you any longer. So after your done looking at mine just click on the awesome Supah Mommy below and she will whisk you away to where you have to go. What else would she be wearing that cape for right?? ;)


Here we go!!!!!


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Winner & Handing out some Awards!!

Mommy’s Theories first ever giveaway has a winner. The winner of 10 Kid’s songs from the lovely

issss…………*drum rollllll*

Comment number 9…… Let’s see that was…

Bridgette of the fabulous Grochen Goblin’s.
Congrats Bridgette!!!

On to some other buzzziness to take care of The AWARDS!!!

So I’m a little behind on doing these. Plus being in this ball gown and standing on the red carpet has really taken a toll on me. Don’t even get me started on my lack of an acceptance speech. HA HA ok so I’ve said my Thanks already to them both but here they are.

I received this one from the fabulous Ashley at Mommy & Son. Thank you Thank you!! *bowing gracefully*



The other Award I received was from Amy at The Wayland Springs Cook. *bowing and getting dizzy (too much time with head lowered and on these heels UGH)*



So hop on over to these two and check them out!! They are both awesome ladies and I always love what they have to say.

So on to the rules--

The Versatile Blogger -
1. Thank the person who gave you this award.
2. Share 7 things about yourself.
3. Pass the award along to 15 bloggers who you have recently discovered and who you think are fantastic!
4. Contact the bloggers you've picked and let them know about the award.

The Creative Writer -
Thank the person who gave this to you.
Copy the logo and place it on your blog.
Link to the person who nominated you.
Tell up to six outrageous lies about yourself, and at least one outrageous truth – or – switch it around and tell six outrageous truths and one outrageous lie.
Nominate seven “Creative Writers” who might have fun coming up with outrageous lies.
Post links to the seven blogs you nominate.
Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know you nominated them or contact them in some way.

So here I am breaking bending the rules a bit. I should do them separate but what fun would that be for me. So I will do a twist and do the seven things about me together. (Maybe a couple more) Some will be truth others may be a lie stretching a bit. If you know me at all you will be able to tell I’m very sure.

1. I am an awesome cook.
2. My girls make everyday a blessed adventure.
3. I wear my heart on my sleeve.
4. My closet is 98% black, brown, and blue jeans.
5. Everyday I’m up and dressed before 8 am.
6. I’m on my second marriage at 26.
7. I’m struggling with the fact I may not be able to have my own children.

So can you tell the truth from the lie’s?

I’ve chosen 15 bloggers in no particular order at all. It was so hard for me to divide them let alone decide them. I figure I’d pick 15 and they can choose to take both awards, or only one. Hopefully there won’t be any fighting or bloodshed ‘cuz I don’t have the energy to clean up the mess. Please use your manners and be civil, mmmkay??

So it’s free for the taking ladies, HAVE AT IT!!!

YOU ALL DESERVE THEM!!

So here they are!!! Take a visit by their site and let ‘em know ya saw them here.

The Scoop on Poop - http://therealpoopsie.blogspot.com/
Two little Monkeys plus hubby - http://www.twolittlemonkeys-plushubby.com/
Tiaras and Tantrums - http://www.tiarastantrums.com/
Things I can't say - http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/
The Purse Blogger - http://purseblogger.blogspot.com/
Hearts Make Families - http://heartsmakefamilies.com/
Welcome to Laurieville! Population 1 - http://countesslaurie.blogspot.com/
The One and Only Oka - http://okasrily.blogspot.com/
Harriet and Friends - http://harrietandfriends.com/
A Daily scoop of chaos - http://www.adailyscoopofchaos.com/
Jayaycee Blog - http://jayayceeblog.blogspot.com/
Mommy & Son - http://www.jaysonsmom.com/
The Tater Twins - http://www.blog.taterbean.com/
Crazy Daze & Nite Dreams - http://dazeedreams.blogspot.com/
The Wayland Springs Cook - http://waylandcook.blogspot.com/

(And Ladies if you see this before I’ve had a chance to tell you that you rock, please forgive me. I’ve been up with a sick kid all night and it’s 3 am. I will be around to let ya know soon. PROMISE!!)
HUGS and Best Wishes!!

Proving stereotypes have some truth.

My family has always amused me. There is never a dull moment when we are all together. No matter what, you can always count on a laugh at from with my youngest sister, Sissy. All three of us My sister’s were born blonde (not me, nope I’m a red head, that’s what I’m sticking with, have been for months years my whole life) and Sissy definitely has fit the stereotype of being blonde over and over and over again. Here are a couple examples:

I remember once the three of us sitting in the mall food court talking about a family friend that was moving to Alaska. Sis and I were talking about the fact that the long drive has to be getting pretty tedious, going on 4 days or something like that.

When Sissy says, “Drive? How can they drive across the ocean?”

“What?!” We wanted to make sure we heard her right.

“I said how can they drive on the ocean?”

We bust up laughing!!

Blank stare at us she is like “What’s so funny? Alaska is in the middle of the ocean, right next to Hawaii! You can’t drive on the ocean.”

I finally catch my breath to ask her something along the lines of “ Do we honestly attend the same school? I wish I had a map.” So after explaining to her how the map works she finally understood, I think…

Story number two happened just recently:

Not only is Sissy the blonde airhead intellectually challenged of all of us, she tends to be the adventurous one. Now Sis and I love a great challenge, but Sissy tends to seek them out constantly. Last summer she took and passed the classes to ride a motorcycle. Shocked us all but she loves it. So last Thursday my Mother, whom was over 10 hours from home got that call. “Ma’am your daughter has been in an accident.” Oh my!! So yeah that afternoon/evening was pure chaos. Luckily she walked out of the ER with only bumps, bruises, scrapes, and a bit less skin on one side of her butt. The biggest issue was her pride.

If you had encountered Sissy at any time after the crash you would have thought “What an ungrateful spoiled brat!”

Which she is but I can somewhat understand her frustration that day. Here she is being boarded up and all her clothes cut off by guys she personally knows because she played softball with them. I would definitely be embarrassed too! So the next day she is ranting about she didn’t understand why she had to be C-collared, and boarded, and all that hospital crap, when she said she was fine.

Where I jump in and say, “Well generally when your body has enough force flying into the back of an SUV to bust the window, they really believe that something has to be broke or damaged inside.”

To which she replies, “Well it wasn’t my body! It was my head! Want to see the marks on my helmet?”

No joke that’s what she said to me. So I ask, “Okay since when is your head not part of your body?”

She stammers, “Well you know what I mean!”

“Yeah, yeah. Still when your body or head hits at that speed you NEED to be checked out.”

Now don’t get me wrong my Sissy is not stupid. She has a degree from college in business management or something like that. (she only changed it like 8 times)

You see all three of us have acquired totally different specialties or gifts. I have my brain and ability to absorb all the knowledge around me whether I want to or not. Sis has the ability to barely want to be preggo and here comes the baby makin’ machine. (I blame her for my inability to become preggo, you see she got all the reproducing genes.) Then finally Sissy has the ability to be a mover/workaholic. At one point she was attending college full time, PLUS working two jobs. She is crazy, however motivated to get what she wants. So when you want everything, that was probably the right gift.

I have so many more stories on how my family amuses me so stay tuned for more.

Theory Thursday – I must be old fashioned

So I have come to the conclusion I’m old fashioned. This is probably what my grandmother had always tried to teach me. I was raised the oldest of three girls on a farm. Yeah with no brothers. So guess who got to do the hard work…Yup me and the sisters. (only when they got older, I have three years on the next) As we grew up we were taught simple and what I found basic morals such as:

• You know that Golden Rule “Treat others as you want to be treated.”
• You have to work hard for what you want, things are not always handed to you.
• Truth is always the best, even if it might hurt.
• Stand up for what you know is right.
• Defend/Help those that can’t do it themselves.
• Life isn’t always fair.
• It’s better to give than get.
• Be a leader not a follower.

You know all the basic principles to create a well rounded individual. Well here is why I believe I am old fashioned. Either that or other parents are forgetting and giving in. Here is my biggest one that it seems no one is teaching anymore…

• Respect is not something you can demand and receive. It must be earned and reciprocated.

I will tell you why. If you are not a step-parent I’ll explain a bit about transition days. They are the first day/evening when the kids change homes. (ie Mom’s to Dad’s in case that wasn’t clear) They are generally no matter what a tough day, no matter what the age of the kid/kids are. Well our transition days here have progressively spiraled down to the depths of HE#$ nowhere!!!! I won’t elaborate to much on how horrible their worthless, homeless, lazy, un-employed, alcoholic, mother is. The girls are having a rough time dealing with bouncing all over the place with them not knowing where they will be next.
Problem is she doesn’t want to tell them no and tries her best to be the “good parent.” Not the good as in take care of the properly, good as in the one that spoils, caters, and jumps at every demand so that she can remain the one they pick because at 4 they don’t know any better yet.
This is so hard when here the girls had manners at one point. (Having to remind them to say it again is exhausting, I did it once already) That they don’t call each other or anyone else horrible names. That a time out means you WILL sit there until I SAY YOU CAN MOVE! (that goes for blinking too, ok maybe not but you know)
That just because you mother despises the fact that I can take better care of you, and you LOVE me, and tell me that in front of her, DOES NOT mean you can hit me and scream “Mommy says to HATE you!!” Oh yes they have. I had to leave the room and bawl after that. Surprisingly not for what they said, but for there mom for the fact she is going to teach the girls these things. That she is going to after over three years start playing these games with the girls.
We are trying to stay consistent in teaching the girls right from wrong when they are here. Explaining what their mother tells them to do to me is not respectful or nice. That you can catch more flies with honey, oh wait I’m sure you understand what I’m trying to say. I’m trying my best to stay pleasant and respectful on exchanges, as tough as it is I do. So now that I’ve opened the door of the bloggy world to my chaos as a step-mom I’m sure you will hear more.


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A Bit About Mama

So the attempt to write an “about me” section has proved to be quite difficult. Why it’s so easy to write about others rather than yourself perplexes me.

So here it is the debut of the best I can figure of how to explain me.

I’ve lived in the same general 40 mile radius my whole life. Born and raised a small town girl and wouldn’t have it any other way. I grew up on a farm. With that fact I am proud to say I am no stranger, nor do I fear hard work or getting dirty. I will gladly stand up and take on any man that feels they are stronger than I, or any woman, for that exact reason. I wouldn’t say I am a feminist, however I would say I have a feminist attitude especially when it comes to the alpha male with the caveman theory they are still the strongest sex.

I did really well in school, and can’t say I fit into one clique. I was friends with EVERYONE. I called it my eclectic ability to socialize. I still find it present in my life now. I don’t like enemies, however if someone feels they are mine, there in for nothing but kindness from me from now on.

I'm a wife of a Fire/EMS addict. Who has recently dragged me into that lifestyle. Becoming an EMT has been an eye opening experience. It has always amazed me his dedication to this line of volunteerism. (<< can’t believe that’s actually a word.) I can’t call it work only because that isn’t possible to be a paid job in this little area we live in.

My hubby came as a package. When I married him I got twin stepdaughters as well. They are my LIFE. I’ve been blessed by my hubby to be able to be a stay at home mom for them. QueenB and Toughie sure do keep me on my toes, and have a huge thirst for adventure. We are blessed that they are so smart, so active, and so full of love.

We are struggling with the fact that I may not be able to get pregnant. We dearly want a child of our own. Of course nothing will take away the love we have for the girls. Facing this hard fact has been difficult and heart breaking. We will get through it and in fact being in this situation we fully believe is to only make us stronger.

I say that I speak my mind whether you like it or not. I've always been told I posses more knowledge and wisdom than anyone my age should. My Grandmother whom I miss terribly repeatedly told me in my teen years that some day I would realize that having a mind that processed things far beyond my years isn’t a curse, rather a blessing and I should cherish it. I still haven’t figured out how it’s a blessing, but knowing my Grandmother I’m sure I’ll find out soon.

I've chosen to share my thoughts, random theories, some dislikes, and favorites of what ever comes to my mind here for you all to enjoy, disapprove, or perplex you into wondering what on earth is she thinking. I invite you to sit back and take a trip with me into my life, my mind, and the utter chaos and adventure I’m sure will arise.

 

 

Wordless Wednesday -- Spring

Enough said.

My First Ever Friday Follow

Here it is my first ever participation in Friday Follow.

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Wanna be green thumb employs questionable laborer’s…

First let me start with I think Mother Nature is either menopausal or trying to smite me. Either way we went from 80’s on Thursday to barely 60 and rain on Friday. Then came Saturday where once again it was barely 30 and that stupid white CRAP was falling once again!! So then we hit Sunday. Yes the sun was out however we were only mid 50’s at best. Totally unbelievable!! Needless to say we were home for once and didn’t have to run off somewhere. So we decided what better day than today to enforce some child labor, right?
After the girls went and picked out their perfect work clothes. Out to our back/side yard we went. Raking and picking up sticks.
QueenB consistently thought her rake had to be leaf free.

Wrong end their Toughie!!

Seemed to be no matter how much they raked they couldn’t keep it in a straight line. That wasn’t our thing Ms. Perfect QueenB wanted it that way.
(Note the boots on their feet ;) and they had to have their worker bibs on today. It was too cute!)

Toughie telling QueenB to do it yourself then. (Ha Ha no one bosses me around hmph)

We found so many cool things out in the yard. For example apparently we have been attacked by Woody!!

He left his mark everywhere in the back yard!! Take a look.
Here,

and here,

and here!

So then we went to go work in the garden. If you saw last Monday’s post True Confessions of a Wanna be green thumb. Here I showed off my gardens, or lack there of. I’m not going to show you what we have done so far to fix them, but I’ll just tell you we managed to weed a TON of grass from the side yard and put up the rock line in front of it. The front garden wasn’t touched at all. (poor thing) Anyway while we were digging away, we found a few things. I’m so proud of my girls for not being squeamish about gettin’ dirty or picking up things like…
WORMS!!!

He wasn’t a keeper to go fishing with so we decided to put him back. Of course that was after much convincing they didn’t need a worm in the house. I swear some days I’m raising two boys. (check the fingers!! see how filthy we were already!)

Then we found this weird little thing he is on the rock there, sorry I didn’t get a close up, but he was brick red and hard shell on one end and like a worm on the other. All in all we had a great day. We finished the rocks and most of the weeds. Hope next weekend is nice so we can plant some rose bushes and maybe some bulbs. However with Mother Nature being so wishy-washy we might have to wait a bit longer.
On a further note thank heavens for a shower in this house, or I’d have been cleaning a dirt ring for days with how much dirt came off of all of us.