Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Oh no! It's a blog train!

Have you ever clicked on a picture or article or link and it took you to a really great blog?
Once you get there, you start reading about what you clicked on and theeeeeen. That's when it happens. Your eyes start to wander..like, over to the sidebar, where of course there are other links to other great blogs that you can click on and check out.

You move from one blog to another gathering tidbits of information that's informative, fun, creative, even touching. All of sudden, an hour has gone by and you realize that your on the blog train and you can't get off! After all, there are all these great ideas and interesting stories and, and, and, take a deep breath. I know, It's all too much.


Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Pot Roast

Question?
Will the crock pot roast ever cook if I don't plug it in?
I think I'll have better luck with dinner if it actually cooks. ::flat hand to the forehead::

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Karma or Consequence?!

Alright! If I didn't know any better I would think that Karma had just dealt me a bit of medicine. After re-reading my last post, I realized I may have sounded a bit boastful about my checklist of tasks that I was able to go through in my day. I mean it's not like I accomplished any grand feats or anything. The day felt like a whirlwind, all while being able to accomplish the things that were needed. 

Yet! This past weekend I have somehow managed to pull my hip and lower back out. Leaving me completely unable to get any chores done...for the last four days! This may not seem like a big deal, but in a family of seven, well, it's an avalanche waiting to happen.
So. One might say that if I hadn't felt so great about getting my two loads of laundry done before anyone woke(and posting it in my blog,) that perhaps I wouldn't now be seven loads of laundry behind for the week.

Well...I'm at least smart enough to know that it is not karma, but the consequences of my own behavior. Rather, the lack of my behavior that has put me in this position.
I know that when I don't exercise and keep my muscles strong that my back will eventually go out. Well, that 's exactly what happened. 

Here I find myself, the product of my own design!
The result of my own making.
Now, I must regrettably make the decision to..........................begin exercising again!!!!

Friday, July 23, 2010

Today

Today I woke up a little later than I would have liked.
I still manage to get two, count em' two, loads of laundry in, and a shower... before any kiddos get up.

I check my emails. For some reason I still have two email accounts...I need to condense(because I never really count my third account that I use for online junk.)
Made my replies and fed the boys. My two oldest are still at their cousins spending the night, we sort of swapped kids.

We have a couple cousins spend the night, which means I have five boys today.
They play the Wii and hide-and-go-seek!
The four year old needs help counting to fifty. One, two, three.....
I load the dishwasher, for the first time today.

I bathed a couple kids up. Switched some more laundry around and checked a suspicious ear ache for infection. It's now around 7:45am, I need to get a call in to the doctors office, but they don't open till eight! I tell myself not to let it get too far past eight or the day may run away with me. Wouldn't you know the ear infection hits on a weekend.

I make the call and they can fit us in this afternoon! Yay us!!
After I take the suv to the mechanic, pick-up the oldest, (I need him to watch the younger two,) I drop Grandma off. She was watching the little ones while I made the run to the mechanic. We all clean up. Which means a complete outfit change for the kid with the ear infection, and a discussion on why we shouldn't wear clothes with mud on them to the doctors office.  I leave reminders to be kind, and for the oldest to remember to give the little ones some lunch.=)

We head off to the doctors and... of course it's an ear infection!

This makes number seven in the past fifteen months, not including the four ruptured ear drums. Looks like another set of tubes for the six year old. Yay us!!
We pick up the prescriptions and head back home.

Now its around three and I realize as I check my email that I forgot to pick up my daughter. (Sends quick text to patient Aunt)
No big deal of course, everyone is having fun. 
Hubby calls and is on his way home...................early!!! Yay ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday is Date Night in our house! 
All-in-all, it's been a good day.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Summer So Far

This summer is flying by. Although, summers usually do.
It seems like each week is a flitter of activity. We have visited the local art museum, been to the fountains, seen the Clifford exhibit, gone to the park countless times, ridden the roller-coasters relentlessly,(we bought season passes,lol.)
We've been to BBQ's galore and birthday bashes. We have sat through performances, some good, some well...
We have put miles on the Sequoia and have nothing but time and an oil change to show for it.
We have dined with family and friends and laughed and cried at the movies.
Ahhh, summer-so-far has been good to us!

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Space Trip














I couldn't resist including a pic of my youngest sons trip to the
Dentist this week.
Our last visit to the dentist office for a checkup was horrible.
You could hear my little three year old screaming all the way out
to the waiting room (so my older kids informed me).
I was more than nervous about the return visit.
I brought in reinforcements.
My husband left work early to join us, just in case.
Our son, Joshua, had a cavity *ugh* that needed a filling.
Our dentist offers laughing gas for all his procedures.
He asked my son if he wanted to be like an astronaut
and take a "space trip." The little guy was so relaxed and calm
throughout the entire process.
He wore sunglasses to shield the light from his eyes, watched
a cartoon and enjoyed his "space trip", as the Doctor calls it.