Sunday, September 30, 2007

17 POUND BABY BORN in Russia???

CLICK HERE to read all about it. And NO, she didn't deliver vaginally. It was her 12th kid though, I hope they installed a zipper in her belly! Too much McDonald's during the pregnancy, don't ya think? The poor kid on the right is probably thinking, 'Geez, I hope he doesn't eat me!!'

Saturday, September 29, 2007

UNPLUGGED - the Ipod Story

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Two weeks ago, I had a problem with my teen girl. She was sporting some 'tude. She was dissing me; not cool. We have a form of punishment around here, called ______ unplugged (insert offender's name).

This means everything electronic is GONE. No TV, no Ipod, no electric toothbrush (okay, I kid on that one). No gameboy, no radio... if it uses electricity... forget about it!

So, I took her Ipod... and I put it somewhere...

Well, at the end of her week of 'unpluggness', she came to me asking for her Ipod. I can't remember where I put it! REALLY! It's been a week now that she could have had it, only if I knew where the darned thing is! I guess it will turn up eventually... hehehe

Friday, September 21, 2007

HELP! Broken GLASS!

So... I'm in the kitchen and I hear a sound... a sound that doesn't sound good. The dogs were messing around, and bumped (pretty hard, obviously) into the side of my antique cabinet. Punched a hole the size of a softball in the glass on the side of the cabinet. The BOWED, ANTIQUE FRIGGING GLASS of the ANTIQUE FRIGGING CABINET my mother gave me.

I cried.

Oh, I know it's just 'stuff', but I love this cabinet. It displays all of my favorite things. It's really old. I found the picture above in an Ebay ad, selling for $2,500. So I'm going to spend my Saturday, emptying it out, so hubby can put it way up, out of the way (in storage) until I can figure out how much of a small fortune it is going to cost to replace that piece of glass. And then will it be a bright, clear new looking piece of glass, and will look very different from the other 2 very old pieces of glass that are left? Yeah, probably. So I'll have to break out the other two, and replace all three. And where in the world will I get this glass??? Hubby doesn't think it's worth saving, and that's not an option in my opinion. Sentimental value. I know it's not on the top priority to get fixed, but it can sit in the attic for 20 years until we do!

And do I tell my 70 something mother, who is on oxygen 100% of the time, who will be very sad about it, or do I say nothing?

Damn dogs!

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

What a bunch of crap!

Last night I felt like crap, and went to bed early (9pm is early for me). So my hubby woke me up this morning, to tell me the puppy crapped on the living room floor. I mumbled that he must have done it late last night, after I'd gone to bed. I guess he didn't get let out again like he should have (that will teach me for going to bed early!)

So this morning I get up at 8:30, go downstairs, and it's still on the freakin floor! Hubby didn't pick it up!! I know what he'll say... I didn't have time to pick it up, I was getting the kids to the bus! Let's see... how about the time it took you to come upstairs and tell me about it??? How about that??? I think you could have scooped some poop and had it all taken care of in that time, no problem.

I am pissed.

The poop will be right there when he gets home, I can be as much of a brat as he can! Or I could put it in his pillow case...

Friday, September 14, 2007

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

POO EATING DOG

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So today I went downstairs, and smelled poop. Two year old is potty trained, and I knew it wasn't me (well, pretty sure, anyway!) So I searched the downstairs - it was poo-less. What in the world???? Then the pup came around the corner, and it smelled stronger. Hmmm... he hadn't been outside to step in a pile, what's going on?

I'll tell you what's going on... he ate a turd out of the potty! I was on the phone when DD called me in to help her wipe, which I did. I didn't want to dump and flush while on the phone (how rude!) so I left the room while she was washing her hands. I'd go back as soon as I was done on the phone.

Well I forgot. The dog ate it, and left the toilet paper behind.

I sent him outside, he smelled. Hoped some fresh air would help.
He came back in, still stinking.
I gave him a dog bone, hoping that would take care of the smell and clean his mouth.
NOPE.
I gave him an ice cube (he loves them).
NOPE.
I finally grabbed a handful of baby wipes, and scrubbed his stinky face. It came back with a hint of brown.
I then text messaged the oldest kid, to warn tell her, so she wouldn't smooch on the dog upon her arrival home from school (although that would have been funny...).
Damn dog...

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Grrr... kids!

It's 10:48 pm, and 2 of my kids are outside on the woodpile, loading it into the wagon, and getting it down into the basement for winter.

Does that sound odd? That my kids would be working at this time of night doing such a thing? We're calling it 'creative discipline.'

We had company tonight, and just about when it was time for them to leave, 2 of my kids decided to get into a scuffle. I heard the slap as I came down the stairs. The younger one ended up with a bloody lip. It's not the first scuffle of the day even, but this slapping/punching thing is all new. Slaps & punches - unacceptable behavior, period. There's 6 years between these kids, and the older one should really do better at handling the situation, rather than getting physical. (Younger one 'irritates' the older one 'he's so annoying...' blah blah blah.

So... DH sent them out to the woodpile. They've been out there for almost 2 hours, working together. I haven't heard a peep out of them. Oh they're going to sleep good tonight!

You parents of young children... the fun is only beginning...

Saturday, September 1, 2007