Sunday, November 30, 2008

Birthday Photos With A Side Of Christmas!

Well, we got the Christmas decor up yesterday. I'd have pictures of it all, but it has been raining nonstop all day today. The indoor pictures will have to do for now.

Fluffy was less than thrilled that I put decorations up where he likes to take a nap.
Today (Sunday) was also Rebecca's 12th birthday. My little girl is not so little anymore! OMG!

She chose HHH's homemade lasagna and pineapple upside down cake for her birthday dinner. HHH and I didn't disappoint.

We also got Rebecca a cell phone charm. Why would we get her a cell phone charm, you ask? Well, mostly because we gave in and got her a cell phone for her birthday. Oh, we didn't get her a regular one.... just a pre-paid one with an account HHH and I can monitor, but she is just happy as a clam to have it! Well, she doesn't really "have" it yet. We ordered it online and it will be here around Wednesday. That's why we got her the phone charm.... so she'd have something to open.
So, all in all, it was a decent day. Everyone had fun and the lasagna and cake was awesome!

Saturday, November 29, 2008

We Wish It Was Our Birthday, So We Can Party Too!

Sunday marks the 12 year my life has been blessed with one of the best kids on the face of the earth. It is Rebecca's birthday and we are celebrating with Lasagna and pineapple upside down cake. (Both her choice.)
More later after we party hearty!

Friday, November 28, 2008

I Tink I Hab A Code.

As usual, I worked myself to death, or maybe not death, but now I have a cold. My head is stuffy, my throat is burning, and I can't think straight! Luckily, my family has plenty of leftovers to tide them over. I just have to get well for rebecca's birthday on Sunday, and as soon as HHH gets back from the corner drug store with the cold medicine, I'll get right on that.

Have a good weekend everyone!

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Oh, The Indulgence!

Hello all! Did we have a good Thanksgiving? Lord knows I did! I think, for the first time in a really long while, I had one of the best Thanksgivings! There were no arguments, no fights, no crap. I had friends of mine over. Ms. M and her family, and all of her boys! That was a trip! Junior was having fun playing with them on the game cube, and then on the Wii! Rebecca was having fun trying to deny the fact that she didn't like Ms. M's 11 year old son(see photo) HHH's brother and his family came as well. The girls played with their cousins. Dolly's, ponies, and tea sets abounded. We also had another friend, Sherri, and her boyfriend over. She had called HHH because her heat stopped working and once we found out that they weren't doing anything for Thanksgiving, I immediately invited them over! No one should have to deal with chili and crackers for Thanksgiving!
My culinary tour de force included a roasted turkey with stuffing, a smoked ham, mashed potatoes, brown sugar yams, macaroni and cheese, broccoli, cranberry sauce, pimento cheese with garlic crostini, deviled eggs, dinner rolls and mini croissants, plus apple, pumpkin, and cherry pie! If that wasn't enough, BIL brought a pecan pie, Ms. M brought green bean casserole and challah bread, and My friend Sherri and her BF brought wine and beer! Whoo hoo! We were up and running! I had a big buffet table laid out with everything and you will just have to take my word for it, because I totally forgot to take a picture. We just started to eat, ...... and eat, and eat, and eat!
We all ate, and talked, and laughed, and played games, and watched football, and ate some more, and talked and laughed some more as well! I was amazed. What was this feeling I had? Oh I know...... happiness! I was happy that I was effortlessly running a dinner party for 20! I was elated that everyone was having a good time! I was amazed that everyone had seconds, thirds, and fourths! I was eating, drinking wine, and laughing with my friends and family. I haven't done that in a good while. Years, in fact. I was almost sad to see it end. Finally, though, everyone started shuffling off to their homes, stuffed, as it were to the gills.
I had the Best. Time. Ever.
It was my turn finally.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008


Today, I am truly thankful. I am thankful that we are no longer homeless. I am thankful HHH has a good job and people who actually value his skill and certinty. I am thankful my children are happy and healthy. I am thankful that even though we had a bad year, we still came through it together. Many people who have had economic hardship this year have had to split up. We found a way to stay together. I am especially thankful for that.

I am thankful for my blogger friends. Truely, I am. You guys rock. Hard. And Iam thankful to know you all.

Have a happy Thanksgiving.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Sleight Of Hand & A Little Misdirection.

If you have come to Blondefabulocity looking for a funny anecdote about my kids, a recipe for Thanksgiving, or hot pictures of HHH......

Yer outta luck!

I am guest posting for Bec over at Out Of My Tree. She is off on holiday, hopefully being entertained by yummy men servants bringing her tasty alcoholic beverages! So do please go over there and see what's what. You will just love it!

Monday, November 24, 2008

The VERY Good Reason I Did Not Blog Today.

Cake. Poured fudge icing cake, to be exact.

Yeah...... I'll do a better blog tomorrow. Right now, I need some frosty cold milk.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Freakin' Tree Peekin' Bastards!!

The other day, Avitable made a very good case for why children should not be allowed at various places, like the theater, the opera, and the airport/airplane. I defended my children, but said the shit that passes for parenting these days is why most kids run around like little heathens with no manners. Case in point.....

Last night, (Saturday), I wasn't feeling so great. Around about 6:30pm, HHH and I heard all kinds of noise, hollering, and mayhem outside. HHH goes outside and sees a gaggle of school aged kids running around the complex. They are hollering and screaming at each other, but it is beginning to get dark and cold. HHH does his duty to the complex as employees are wont to do and goes outside to tell them to be quiet and that if they would like to make noise, they would have to do it in their own apartments. Right about then, HHH notices that one of the "kids" is actually an older man walking around with a beer. CREEPY! This guy decides to get belligerent and yells at HHH about how he doesn't have to go home and he can do whatever the hell he wants, so HHH went to get the support of our courtesy officer. The courtesy officer AND one of the ladies from the office go out and tell the kids, (beer man had "magically" disappeared), it is OK to play, but screaming, yelling, climbing trees, and disturbing the other residents is NOT OK. HHH and I figure that was that, so I settle down in bed to watch TV and HHH goes over to his friends house to play the new Tomb Raider game that just came out.

I am snuggled down in the bed watching TV with Toby and I hear strange noises outside of my window. My SECOND FLOOR window! I fly up out of bed crack the blinds and see a KID LOOKING BACK AT ME!!! Holy WTF Batman! I was floored. I pounded on my window yelling at them to go home, and they all laughed like mad monkeys!


My next phone call was to the cops. I called the non-emergency line and explained that these hoodlums had already had the courtesy officer and an apartment manager talk to them, and that the kids then found it necessary to climb more trees and scare me. The dispatch sent out an officer, and she made quick work of the little crap assed morons. The kids didn't see her when she pulled up, but boy when they did they tried to scatter! She hollered at them to stay still and told them to stop disturbing the peace, disburse, and go the hell home! Finally! I got some peace and quiet. Funny thing was, the kids making the most trouble didn't even live here in my complex. They were visiting friends who live in here. All of the kids were 15 or younger and out without any parental supervision. Unacceptable! My children were at home, in their rooms, playing quietly and watching TV.

So I say again..... it all goes back to the parenting. If parents would show a little backbone, or hell, just show a little interest in the fact that they even have kids, crap like last night wouldn't have happened! I tried to defend children to Avitable on a reply to his blog, but after last night........... I think he may be on to something.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Hi, My Name Is "I'm Tired".

What Part of Thanksgiving Are You?
You Are The Stuffing
You're complicated and complex, yet all your pieces fit together.People miss you if you're gone - but they're not sure why.

Better blogging later. Much later. Stay tuned.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Where's A Frickin' Ark When You Need One.

Holy frickin crap! To day was a day and a half! I started it off by cleaning the house, starting on the mountains of laundry I had waiting for me from when the washer was broken, and steam cleaning the carpets for when the relatives get here for Thanksgiving. Yep, and I even worked it hard to, mostly because HHH took Flipsie with him to work so he could listen to music. (Flipsie is our lap top. Yes I named it. I am a dork.)

Do you SEE all the water? OMG! There was an inch and a half in my bathroom! My shoes were soaked!
I was not a happy woman. The bad part was, I didn't even KNOW I had a water leak until Mr. J, from downstairs came up and knocked on my door. Yeah, just what you want to hear. Then to make matters even worse, (or perhaps comical, depends on how you see it.), I couldn't find the number to the office. Yeah, i am really good in this situation, huh? Like a wet match at a weenie roast!

So HHH and the other maint. guy Don had to come, turn off all the water, and extract the water from my bathroom floor and carpet. Yes, by the time the water was turned off, the flood had started to escape into my bedroom. I believe I said many, MANY naughty words. I was pissed as hell. Why does my toilet decide to disintegrate AFTER the carpets were steamed and almost dry? What did I do? I was trying to get the house in order for next week, but noooooooooooo. I gotta have the plumbing decide to do a Yellowstone impression. *sigh*
I'll be the soggy woman sloshing along singing, "Mooooooon Riiiiiver, Wider than a mile......."

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

What I Did Today.

Very little.

Oh, it isn't like I had things to do. I really did have several things to do. There is a mountain of laundry that needed to be done.....but my washing machine has been on the fritz since Saturday. The laundry was up to ass cheek level. I had dishes that needed to be done. Yesterday's taco night had made quite a few extra dishes, what with all the diced tomatoes, onion, lettuce, and so on and so forth. I was feeling like crap because of my "Aunt Flo" has come to visit. Lately, she leaves me weak and light headed. (Yes I am losing that much blood. TMI, sorry.) The floor needed to be steamed. Toby has taken to trying to over eat and ends up yourking up the excess under the dining room table. Annoying.... very.

See I had so much that needed to get done. Did it get done? Nope. At least, not until around 3pm, when Ms. M called me to ask if I minded picking up her son Middle J from school. I said no problem and asked what was up and she said she had been rear ended that morning and that she was beginning to feel the effects of said accident. She was en route to the emergency room as we were talking on the phone and stopped by to drop off a note giving the school permission to give me custody of her son. (The school is VERY strict on who is allowed to take a child from it's doors.) That was the motivation that kicked my ass into gear. I got the house cleaned up, got Rebecca started on emptying the dishwasher and reloading it, piled up all the laundry in another room, and got the place looking decent!

It's funny how someone else seeing my home in a state of disarray will actually get my butt off the couch.

In other news, I got my very first guest blogger spot! Dude, I will be at Out Of My Tree next week on Wednesday, so don't forget to stop over there and have a looksie! Not now, on Wednesday dork!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

This Is Pretty Hefty.

And by hefty, I mean portly, chubby, .......FAT!

I mostly mean me. I am hefty. I have never been a small child, not by any means. When I turned 11, I gained weight. A LOT of weight. From then on, it was a battle of the bulge for the rest of my freaking life! Any kind of holiday, celebration, or important event revolved around food. My family and I would stuff ourselves silly with good southern foods. Sweet potatoes, hams, fried chicken, creamed corn, dinner rolls..... you name it. Later, I realized that my family had an addiction problem with other things. My mother is addicted to nicotine, my father is an alcoholic. My sister is a sex and drug addict. Me.... I stayed with food. Watching everyone I loved self destruct at one time or another scared me beyond belief. At one point in time I remember my father being so drunk, he took my mom and I (a CHILD) to a bar where I had to watch him get even more drunk, watch my mother do absolutely NOTHING to stand up for me, and then when my father was driving us home, (weaving all over the road), I was so scared I asked him to pull over. Know what he told me? "Fuck you Blonde! Fuck you! I don't give a shit what you want!" He meant it too. Oh he doesn't remember it, and even if he did I doubt he would apologize. He passed out after we got home and instead of my mother packing me up and taking me the hell away from there that VERY moment, she just told me to go to bed and shut up. At 11 years old, a child should not have to deal with that by downing an entire bag of Chips Ahoy, but I did.

I am an emotional eater.

So I see the holidays fast approaching and I wonder.... am I going to go overboard? Probably. Especially since I am currently not speaking to my mom and dad or my sister. When we were being made homeless, my parents had the wherewith all to help us, but refused. They did not care in the slightest that we were going to be out on the street. In fact, my mother said she could keep Rebecca for me, but the other two kids, HHH and myself would have to sleep in our van in the driveway. WTF is that shit? And then they decide that my sister, who is a proven drug addict, a possibly current prostitute, and a complete scam artist is a better person to help them with their finances and planning. Really? Well, hell yeah I am going to be doing some eating! I'm probably going to be eating my own weight in turkey, stuffing, & cranberry sauce! Add to that the fact that I am playing host to HHH's brother and family,( you know the one who let us get thrown out by his in-laws? Yeah them!) and I am going to be an eating machine!

They say if you know your triggers, it's easier to control your eating. I say bullshit. You can't control family. Lord knows I have tried! All I know is, I am probably going to put on a few more pounds this holiday season. So when I ask you, "Do I look fat in this?", humor me.

Say I look great and thank God you don't belong in my family!

Monday, November 17, 2008

Will It Ever End?

Not talking about the mass of cute photo's of my kids, but the pestilence we have had since September! Honestly, when will this crap go away? I have no idea. I am getting sorely tired of it though, because it is causing my kids to miss school. Not the eldest, who has the immune system from hell, but the two diabetics, who need all the immunity help they can get! Let me explain...

I got up this morning after a rather rough night with HHH.(GET you mind out of the gutter!! He has a head cold and was a snoring, sneezing, nose-blowing mess!) I get up and moving, and get Rebecca up and moving as well. She dresses and is still nose deep in her "Twilight" , book waiting for time to go down to the bus stop. She was absolutely fine. Nothing even remotely wrong with that one. I send her off and get the other two up and O-M-G! Fevers and two pack a day couch going on there! Yikes! The day before my two little ones sounded fine! WTF man?? I make the executive decision not to send them to school. There is a standing policy that if you child is just coughing or has a runny nose, go ahead and send them to school, but if your child has a fever, keep them home. I'm good with that. It's an OK plan, but if some kid is a veritable germ factory, I would rather have them stay home too. No need for little Germy Johnny to sneeze all over my kid and keep getting them sick! I knew this was going to happen at the beginning of the year. Even though I asked the teachers not to sit Morgan or Junior next to an ill child, I know that that will not always be the case. Teachers have enough to worry about. At this point in time, I am really feeling like I need to secure an industrial bottle of hand sanitizer around my kids neck with a lanyard and train them to sanitize every time the touch ANYTHING!!!!!! Kind of reminds me of the character Mr. Humberfloob in the "Cat In The Hat". That guy had an OCD obsession with hand sanitizer.

So, to combat this latest infestation of germyness, I made chicken soup YET AGAIN! Simmered it all day from 8:30am on into the afternoon. HHH came home and followed his nose to the kitchen. The soup aroma was the only thing to penetrate his stuffiness. I liberally applied soup until everyone was full and then it was time for guests. Yes, I had agreed to watch Ms. M's 3 boys while she was off at a meeting for Mona Vie, which I gather is some kind of diet thingy. I agreed to watch her boys while she went to this affair. Now I have a 4 year old, a 6 year old, and an 11 year old added to my 3. The 11 year old is playing NCAA09 with HHH, and the two younger ones are playing in Juniors room. (I'd try to identify them with initials, but all of their names start with J.) She'll be out until about 10:30pm. Not bad. This is the kind woman who runs me up to get Morgan from ballet practice 2 days a week, so I was more than happy to do this for her. ( I just hope I don't run out of entertaining things to do!)

So here I am with a house full of kids, soup still on the stove, and writing a blog to you all. Pity me.

Also, if you would like for me to send you some cheery holiday greetings, just send your addy to and I will add you to my list! Come on.... you know you want to get a card from me!!!!!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

I Need A Stamp.

Hello intrepid readers! It is I, Blondefabulous here, and I wanted to ask you all a question.

Do you still send Holiday cards? By holiday cards, I mean the ones that you actually hand write sentiments in and address and send by snail mail.

That's what I am asking. I love to get Christmas/politically correct seasonal cards in the mail. It's like a little lift I get in the mail. I still send cards, but I have a dwindling amount of family I still speak to to send them out to. I have plenty of friends in the blog world, but it just doesn't seem as festive to send out e-cards. Now, what can I do about that? Well I can ask you guys if you'd like a card from me. Yeah... that sounds like a plan.


Aw c'mon! You know you would! And here's how you can get one. Just send your address to and I will send those puppies out lickity split! Also, please specify if you would like a holiday specific greeting. I am an all inclusive card giver, (just don't ask me to shove a yule log into the envelope!).

Happy Card Sending!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Because I Am A Lazy Blogger.....

I cannot Help it!

She is just soooooooooooo cute!

How can you not say, "Awww! How sweet!" when you see that smile?

I mean, I know I would get more traffic if I talked about my boobs again, or if I described the afternoon nookie HHH and I had the other day that disturbed our downstairs neighbors, but that just seems like I am whoring myself out just to get hits on my blog.... and that's just not me.

So, I am offering photos of my daughter, (kind of like the blog Miss Britt did the other day!), in her new ballet outfit. Somehow the ballet instructors gave her the wrong bag on Tuesday, and she never got her bag back so we are missing her leo and tights. This is temporary till we get her new one. I think purple suits her! And her form is lovely! And I am probably prejudiced towards thinking she is the most beautiful ballerina in the world..... right next to her big sister!
So, ladies and gentlemen, I am an admitted lazy blogger. I would rather slap up photos of my cute kid than take the time to make a real post. Hey, it's the weekend. Cut me some slack!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Oh Yule Log, Oh Yule Log.......

I need to make another one of these. I made this one last year for my mother out of gluten free goods, but I am thinking about making a few regular ones and giving them out as gifts to my neighbors. They have already been given chicken soup when they were sick, caramel apples when it turned chilly here, and I think a nice Yule Log will round out the fattening up of my friends! The little boy down stairs is just sooooo cute. He is Mrs. J's son. He came home with his mother the other morning from dropping off his sister at school just as I was walking up from depositing mine. He gave me the sweetest smile and asked in his most polite voice, "Miss Mcole! Miss Mcole! Will you make something for me?" How can I resist?? I made him chocolate chip cookies and he was doing a happy dance when I gave them to him!
So I am going to start inventorying my kitchen, and gathering all the things I will need. Christmas is coming.....AND I'M GONNA MAKE EVERYONE FAT!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Hey Ladies...

Fathers lock up your daughters, I have one heck of a ladies man on my hands. I am not kidding you either. Junior is a girl loving hound! At a time in life when most boys equate girls with walking cootie factories, my son is finding a reason to be around them. Do I see this as a bad thing? Well, yes and no. Yes it is bad because I want him to be accepted by his other boy peers and not seen as a cootie magnet. No, because he is actually treating these girls with respect and admiration.

Yesterday morning, I was leaving the nurses office, which is where my kids and I part ways in the morning. I have to be on hand to watch them give their glucometers to the nurse and to see her lock them up. (Stupid district rules.) My two munchkins had already taken off out to the waiting area. As I was leaving, I looked around to see where Morgan and Junior were. I never saw Morgan, but I did catch sight of Junior. He was getting up from the group of boys he was seated with and skipped over to sit with a group of girls. Skipped! With a twinkle in his eye no less! I was entertained with the idea that he was having crushes on girls, I mean, at one of his old school, girls had crushes on him all the time. I left the school chuckling to myself and told HHH about it that night. HHH said, "He sounds like me when I was a kid." Uh-Oh!

Cut to this morning. I separate from my young in the nurses office like usual and when I get outside to leave, I look again. THIS time, Junior has bypassed the circle of boys sitting on the concrete and is plopping down into a group of no less than 10 girls! This may be more serious than I thought! When I had asked him the night before if he had any girlfriends he proudly spouted, "Oh yes, mommy! I have 5!!". I thought he was joking, but now I am wondering. Damn HHH and his family's over active hormones! I am gonna have to keep that boy on a short leash!

So consider this a warning now, dear readers. Junior is on the prowl and those dimples are hard to resist. Watch out!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

That Clown Tried To Kill Me!

Well, not per se.... but it surely felt like it. Here let me explain......

Today was Customer Appreciation Day at the Clownburger (aka-McD's). They had a buy one, get one free for their Big Mick's and one/fourth of a pounders. HHH went and acquired two of these such sandwiches for us to share at lunch time, (when he finally got lunch. If you follow me on twitter you saw what occurred.) We ate the sandwiches and HHH had to return to work. I have to say that I wasn't impressed with McD's after all this time. We hadn't been to a McD's in about 2 and a half months, and I didn't miss it at all. All was well and right with the world.

Then came 5pm.

I was cooking up chili dogs and potato wedges for dinner and I felt a terrible rumble. The kind of rumble I feel when my stomach is going to revolt on me from both ends. I only feel like this when I am about to have an attack from my Celiac's. So, I disappear to the bathroom to emerge a few minutes later. It wasn't pretty. I felt like crap. I also had to wash up, finish dinner, and ride with Ms. M to pick up Morgan from Ballet class. (HHH was playing Wii with Junior.) I leave everything on the stove for HHH to baby sit, and I run down stairs to Ms. M's van and we start off to the school to get Morgan. Halfway there I feel the rumble again. I am having a totally banal conversation with Ms. M, but in the back of my mind I am having a completely different conversation with my body. It went something like....

Me: "Hey Body! Knock this crap off! I have friends now and I don't need to gross out her and her family!"

Body: "WTF ever! You're the one who ate Clown Burger today! What in the world made you think I'd actually keep that in my system and not shoot it out as fast as possible?"

Me: "Oh I don't know. I thought that it would be a treat since we hadn't had McD's in forever."

Body: "And you felt better when we didn't eat there huh? Make the connection Blondie!"

Me: "OK. OK, we'll never eat there again, but for right now could you please hold any and all bodily functions till we pick up Mo and get home?" DO NOT DO THIS TO ME NOW!!"

Body: "Heh, heh! We'll see....."

I was not a happy camper, but I don't think I let it on. We got to the school, picked up Morgan, got back and ran up the stairs. I just made it. I am talking JUST made it. One second more and there would have been a MAJOR problem. I am not very happy when the Celiac's acts up, but add that to an entire revolt of my body to a major fast food company and my life sucks lardy, sweaty balls. And to top it all off, I still had to have chili dogs for dinner.... I didn't feel like making anything else.

Stupid clown.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Say What?

45 days.

45 days till the big day.

45 days till my children measure my love for them in tally's of brightly coloured boxes with shiny ribbon and bows.

45 days until....... CHRISTMAS!

Oh my kids will be loving and charitable. I get patted down for spare coinage when approaching the Salvation Army bell ringers, they always want to pick kids off of every angel tree we see in every mall we visit, and they always include gifts for HHH and me in their lists to Santa. I'm not worried about them really getting greedy, or stingy, or rude about the getting..... I am worried about what they are going to be seeing on TV, reading in the circulars, and hearing on the playground. I worry about the, "If you don't have the latest cyber robotic super mutant ninja monkey toy you're a complete goobwad slime ball." I worry about little girls teasing my daughter when she doesn't get the right color doll clothes, I ESPECIALLY worry about Rebecca being in middle school and not receiving the "right" gifts that will make her accepted by her peers. It sucks...... but it is a fact of life. I lived it, HHH lived it, my kids will have to live with it. It would be nice if the advertisers would ease up on the hard sell commercials and kind of push the peace, joy, and love part of the holidays, but I doubt that will happen any time soon.

I say again, in case you haven't realized it yet.....

45 days people!


Sunday, November 9, 2008

Hut 1, Hut 2, Hut 3, HIKE!

Today was a fun day. We had BIL and his family over to play football in the park. Since I had been on my butt most of yesterday, the house was a shambles!


After I finally got up out of bed, I got started on the house. HHH was a tremendous help in the kitchen by loading the dish washer, putting up the clean dishes, rinsing off the crappy ones and getting all that started. I took care of the rest of the place, like getting the kids bathroom in guest order, washing the floors, vacuuming, dusting, etc, etc..... I am a nut like that when it comes to cleaning. If I hadn't loaned my carpet cleaner to a friend, I would have done the floor in the dining room too! It was a really nice day outside and HHH was just itching to play some ball with his friends from work.

So BIL and the family get out here, we make with the niceties, and off we go to the park. It was a nice park, lots of room, a playground for the kids to run around in, and bathrooms available! Everything we need. HHH was feeling old 30 he was the oldest guy out there. I told him to STFU because I am still older than him. Jerkwad. Needless to say, he and the other guys out there spent about 3 hours running around, goofing off, and having a good old time pretending they were in high school again. HHH did well for himself..... and now he is paying for it. I have never heard so many grunts and groans in my L.I.F.E. I bet tomorrow when I wake him up for work I am going to get a moan and a groan and "Honey, I don't FEEEEEL good!" Ha ha! Get your ass up. You get what you ask for!

Now at least my house is clean.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Knocked On My Ass.

Oh yeah.


I spent most of today in bed. I felt like complete and total crap. It's all my own fault, but I just thought you should know. I tried to get up out of bed this morning, but felt nauseous, so after making breakfast for HHH and myself, I went back to bed and slept for another 4 hours. This is unheard of for me. Usually, I get up, and that's it for the day. Time to get started on the multitude of crap I fill my day with, like laundry, floor cleaning, dishes, etc, etc...... Not today, boy. Then when I finally get up, I still felt like blowing chunks all over the living room! What the hell man?!? Finally I was tired of being inside on what was one of the most beautiful fall days I had ever seen in Florida, so we all went for a walk. I believe I Twittered about it. We walked to the Blockbuster, got Wii Olympics and Kung Fu Panda, and slowly shuffled home. I say slowly shuffled because along with wanting to hurl chunks everywhere, my old foot injury has decided to rear it's ugly head. Imagine, if you will, a day long ago....5 years or so..... when a simple mother was unpacking her groceries and did not notice that the box of Cokes she had placed on the counter was broken. Watch in your mind as one of the cans rolls from the broken box in slow motion, reaching the edge of the counter and topples over, landing in a bone crunching crush on the mothers foot right in between the toes and the navicular, fracturing the tarsals and hobbling the mother for months! Flash fore ward to today, when the same mother is trying to walk with out looking like a total dork, and not accomplishing it very well. Why in the hell would an old injury wait that long to start acting like a jerk wad?? Honestly? If the weather was shitty I could see it, but it isn't. It is beautiful outside,... sunny, breezy, temps in the 70's. What more could you ask for in a fall day in Florida? YAWN! And I am still tired. If I had a complete night's sleep, and an extra 4 more hours this morning, why am I tired right now? (Could be that HHH made a killer lasagna from scratch and I am stuff and happy.) Ah well, I guess there is nothing left to do but snuggle down in bed and watch the Gators thrash their latest opponet. Either that or watch Kung Fu Panda again.

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting...... Na na na!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

All These Ballerinas Are Gonna Break Me!

Hello intrepid readers! Blondefabulous here and I have gotta tell you..... this free education is breaking me! Holy crap!! I just got a list of things I need to go buy my eldest daughter for her Dance class and Oh. My. God. I am gonna go broke! Really!

She needs two pairs of shoes, one for ballet and one for Jazz. She needs 2 leotards, (or Leo's in the jargon.), she has to have at least 2 pairs of tights, and "Jazz" pants, what ever the hell those are. Also as an option, she needs a black ballet skirt. EEK! I haven't even gotten the measurements for the shirts she needs for choir! I remember when school was free.

On another note, Morgan got all of her ballet wardrobe finally! The program she is in provides all the clothing..... leo, tights, and shoes. I just have to pick her up from the school 2 days a week. A pretty good deal, if you ask me. Ms. M drives me over to the local high school to pick her up. (If you all remember, she is the mom with 4 boys.) She says this appeases her wanting of a little girl, and who am I not to share the adorable cuteness that is my little ballerina? I am trying to arrange a play date with her two youngest boys and Junior. He needs to be around other boys.

Now, I hear music in the background playing... "The best things in life are free, but you can give that to the birds and bees... I need money! That's what I want!"
update: I am back from the mad dash for dance wear. Ms. M took myself, Junior, & Rebecca to go look for Rebecca's stuff with a side trip to Starbucks! I got everything for about $75. The most I paid was $21 for the shoes we HAD to get from a professional dance shop. I was worried when we went there because all the boxes had $59, $64, and $75!!!! OMG! I will go broke! Lord help me! On the plus side, now Ms. M wants a girl because of all the cute, frilly, pink Tu-Tu's and ballet wear she saw while we were shopping. I told her she should just borrow one of mine!!!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

My Voter Adventure!

Yes intrepid readers.... I did my civic duty yesterday and voted. I dropped the kids off at school and walked over to my polling place. I have to tell you, I thought it was going to be crowded.... all the TV stations were showing long lines and crowded voting precincts, but I was pleasantly surprised when I arrived at Precinct 3.

It was clearly marked and you couldn't miss it. I had my voter registration card with me in case I got lost.

I went around the back of the place and as I approached the door with my camera in hand, a rather dour woman blocked my way and in a heavily accented voice that sounded vaguely East German said, "Is that a camera?" I thought to myself...."No. It's a small vibrator. Wanna try it?" I didn't say that out loud though.... I just answered her question with a brisk, "Why yes it is. I wanted to document my voting experience!" She came back with a "Nyet! Nine! No cameras are allowed in the polling place. It is a law!" Gerta, as I had named her, also informed me to turn off my cell phone and was practically patting people down for any wayward electronics! OMG!!
After I got in there, I went to my line, and pulled out my voter registration card and my ID. The girl saw that my addy on my ID didn't match the addy they had and she asked me if I could verbally recite my address I had on file. I told her I had one better and pulled out my recent electrical bill. I got to thinking that, If someone were to fraudulently register people and all they had to do was recite the address they were"supposed" to live at, they could really make some trouble! I lived in Memphis during the Dead Voter Scandal. I would hate to see that happen here!

Anyway, I got my ballot, voted , and put it in the vote counting machine! I was scanned and accepted. Gerta handed me my I Voted sticker as I headed out the door. The whole process took 5 minutes! It took me longer to walk up to the poll! I was happy it wasn't crowded. They only had 8 stations to fill out your ballot.

Then I came home and made cake! I like to celebrate with cake. Cake is good.
One thing I am disappointed in is at this moment, it looks like proposition 2 is going to pass here in Florida. That just sucks. I don't know why gay and lesbian people getting married is a threat to anyone.... but apparently enough people think it is. That's so last century. I am disappointed and sad. Disappointed that Change is only good for some things, and sad because we as a society, are willing to deny citizens their rights. I guess we haven't progressed as far as I thought!

Monday, November 3, 2008

I Had To Do WHAT Today??

Hello all!Happy Voting day to all of you who are like me and decided to wait till the day of to go and do your civic duty! This blog entry, however, is not about politics, voting, Obama's Grand mother dying, or anything like that...... today is about Morgan and her field trip, or as I like to call it,.... "Whaddaya mean I have to go on a field trip today?"

It started out like any regular Monday, better even, because we had an extra hour of sleep. I got everyone fed, shot up, and dressed and we headed out the door for school. I drop them off and think to myself, "Wow, I may take a short nap after breakfast before I start reassembling the house after a holiday weekend." I get home, start checking the Internet for news and reading blogs and suddenly the phone rings. I think it could be a last minute phone call from the politicos trying to get out the vote for their various candidates. Nope! It is Morgan's teacher telling me that her field trip is .... TODAY!!! Oh. My. God. I thought today was Rebecca's field trip. No..... it's Morgan's. I tell her teacher I'll be right there and quick as anything I jump into the bathroom and emerge 10 minutes later as ... SUPERMOM! I shuffle off to the school and begin my wonderful morning of fun and frolic at the Florida State Theater. We went to see the Emperor's New Clothes. It was very good. The actors kept the kids engaged and kept them interested in the story. After the show, the actors answered the kids questions and gave them candy. Morgan was good and gave her candy to another child and I gave her gluten free crackers and peanut butter. She's such a good girl.

At the theater.

The trip back was uneventful. We got back to the school and it was business as usual. I left and started home to the mess that was left when I rushed out. As I surveyed the crap fest which was my home, I thought to myself, "I wish I could go back to the theater!"

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Hey! That's Not An iPod!!

I have a new toy!
And I love it, love it, LOVE IT! It's a digital thermometer! My old standby had gotten way out of calibration and it was time to move up on the evolutionary scale on thermometers. Besides, the cooking season is about to go into full swing!

It sort of looks like an iPod. I thought this was funny. The probe can go in the oven while the meats are cooking, and the long cord goes out in between the door and the oven to the digital readout and it will TELL me when my food is done to a precise degree!! OMG! I am in heaven!!! Now granted, this little gadget has a long list of instructions to read and thank you God they are all in English...... I am going to read up on those later, but I think this will be a welcome addition to my happy little kitchen. HHH is the best. He bought me that, and some Madagascar Bourbon Vanilla Extract! I love that stuff too! When I lived and worked in Memphis, I'd make fresh hot cinnamon rolls on frigid, frosty mornings and I'd make home make fresh homemade icing to go on top of them! After mixing in a little Madagascar vanilla extract in the icing, I'd then mix in a little REAL bourbon just to give it a nice flavor. I always wondered if maybe I was a little too heavy with the bourbon..... but since no one ever staggered out of the restaurant, I figured it was a good ratio! I am going to start making my yummy cinnamon rolls, cookies, cakes, and pastries to get in practice for this holiday season. Too bad you all aren't here to help dispose of my practice goods!!