Will's Appt.

Yesterday... I had to take William in to our new Doctor, because our old Doctor

retired (he wasn't old... just rich enough, and quit to enjoy his life).

Before our Doctor retired... I could just call up... tell him the need, and he would

do it. No appt. necessary. It was awesome.

Now?

Not so much.

I have to train this new Doctor to the ways of Saundra all over again.

It took me years to get things set just right.

Now I have to start from scratch.

Crap.

I just needed to get a new nebulizer for William {and the rest of us... who am I kidding}.

So yesterday, we walk in to the office, me and my three men, and

in walks this child.

He happens to have a stethascope around his neck.

I thought to myself...

'Oh no... this poor child walked into the wrong room, Oh! and he has the Doctor's stethescope too! Shoo, little boy... shoo!'

The the child stuck his hand out to me and said... "Hello, I'm Dr. Crackenbush {not his real name... I like to protect the innocent until proven guilty}.

I just stared at him.

He had a zit.

Zits are for young people.

People younger than me.

I'm not that old.

I'm 40.

No! 4O IS NOT OLD! Shut up!

He didn't have one freaking line on his face.

He had not one gray hair on his head.

I suddenly got Tourrettes, and blurted out "Barbara Streisand" really loud!

Then I yelled "Alan Alda"!

Then I waited.

I swore to myself that if he asked who either of them were... I would slap him and run out of the office yelling "FIRE'.

Lucky for him, he didn't ask who they were.

He said something worse.

He said...

He said...

{{sigh}}

He said...

"MY MOM LOVES BARBARA STREISAND"

A tiny bit of drool dangled from my gaping mouth.

I shook the child's hand...

It was soft like a babies butt.

He didn't look much older than William.

I finally said...

"Your MOM? Really. She must be very proud... to have a son become a Doctor at the tender age of 12."

He laughed.

I cried inside...

Dying a little with each passing second.

One consolation, he is very, very cute.

Young... but cute.

I told him he needs to be easily teachable, or I would have to find another Doctor.

He laughed again.

I have him... hook... line and sinker...

I walked out with the nebulizer, 2 prescriptions for inhalers, and some sugar free lollipops,

4 stickers, and a tiny teddy bear.

Oh yeah... the kids got stuff too.

Next visit... I'm gonna get me an ear thermometer and an ear scope...

you wait and see.

"My Mom loves Barbara..."

&#$%$

Jason and Deanna... is tonight the night?

Holy Cow... Monday is finally here!!!

More of the train wreck that is The Bachelor is going to be on tonight.

Since I hate commercials and am extremely impatient, I have to wait for the show to go

on for about 1/2 an hour so I can skip all the commercials and just watch all the stuff I want.

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Is tonight the night Deanna Makes her appearance?

Ohhhh, I hope so!

Those other girls have nothing on her... except that maybe they didn't BREAK HIS HEART

IN FRONT OF MILLIONS OF PEOPLE... but I still like her for him.

Who among us hasn't done something really stupid and lived to regret it?

Granted... it didn't happen in FRONT OF MILLIONS OF PEOPLE... but I digress.

Those in glass houses, shouldn't throw stones... and all that.

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Let's all breathe... in... out... in ... out... and channel the energy that is the love of the Bachelor Series of trainwrecks, and wish happy thoughts to the

contestants. May they all find the loves of their lives... just not Jason.

His heart will hopefully belong to Deanna.

I do hate to see a grown man cry.

Those of you who think this whole thing is mindless drivel, not worth wasting time on...

skip this post and move along. I'll be back tomorrow... back to normal... but on Monday's...

Monday's are for exercises in futility.

Monday evenings are for my guilty pleasure that is The Bachelor.

Long live Trainwreck TV!

Please feel free to leave me a comment on who you would like Jason to end up with...

I love friendly banter... I won't hate you if you don't like Deanna for him.

Much.

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Okay... show is over... and the cat fights began tonight! Sooo stupid!

I just want to slap these girls... I don't dare use the word... ladies, or women... they are just

too insecure for words!

I do, however, adore little Melissa. She seems the most... oh..how do I say this... the most

nonevasive at this point. The tall one with the little girl, she is scary.

So is Shannon... the tooth fairy one. Who tells a guy you know EVERYTHING about him... and expect it to not sound like you are crazy! Yikes!

If I had a daughter, and she wanted to go on this show... I would move out of the U.S.

Holy cow!

For all the girls out there dating and wondering why Mr. Right hasn't come along... watch this show and if you act or do any of the things these girls do and say... start doing the opposite.

Nuff' said. I'm going to bed now.

What IS that!

Holy Frijole!!!

We're back from an entire weekend spent sitting on the sidelines of our kidlets sporting events!

4 baseball games and 3 soccer games in 2 days... and I am pooped, and I didn't play!

Those of you with wee ones... enjoy the downtime at home... cherish it...

eat dinner together as much as possible... play board games, savor it!

When the kids gets older and want to explore their sport/activity/art/ whatever desire...

get ready to put a "For Hire" sign on the car and paint it yellow.

I'm not complaining... I actually love it, but boy... does it make for a tiring weekend.

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I heard on the radio this morning that there is a new bill the higher ups are trying to pass in California, that would prohibit ANY talking AT ALL, on ANY DEVICE, even a bluetooth

in a moving vehicle.

Well, you know now I felt about texting, reading or applying makeup while driving...

but not being able to have a bluetooth in the car?

That's going just a bit too far.

Talking on my bluetooth is WAAAAYYY safer than what I usually do in my car while "talking" to my boys.

At least, when I am on my earbud, I am not looking behind me threatening lives for

"touching, looking at, invading one's space, etc..."

At least on my earbud... I am looking forward... where I am supposed to.

If anything... they should ban children from cars while parents are in them.

That would cause a LOT less accidents, I think.

Can you tell this morning, the 10 mile drive to school,

I choose to make everyday, was a doozy?

Yep...

Some mornings we have a great time singing to bad songs on the radio... rather badly...

and this morning... well... they were in rare form.

I think they were tired from all the commotion, sports and earthquakes this weekend.

Whatever... they are all at school now... I have the house to myself...

and it is...

Q.U.I.E.T.

Ahhh, bliss.

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Oh... wanted to say I got a chance to check out a Fresh N Easy store this weekend.

We are supposed to be getting one in our city soon.

I was NOT impressed at all.

First of all... self check out.

What IS that!

I hate that!

The store is sparse... the prices aren't good, and the decor was lackluster.

Give me Trader Joes ANY DAY OF THE WEEK!

They have PEOPLE to check us out... they hire cute workers... and they snazz up the stores in the wonderful nautical/hawaiian motif I adore!

I hope Fresh N Easy actually doesn't come to our fair city... and Trader Joe's takes me up

on the one millionth phone call and e mail I have made to them asking them to

try out my city. I would be their best customer ever! I live at the ones I have to travel to!

Come Trader Joes! Don't let "Not so" Fresh & "Not so" Easy take over!

We need you... I need you... here... where I live!

Okay... shameless begging over...

Mama... out.

Photo Story Friday!

Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek

It's Photo Story Friday... and I thought I would show you my view from carpool every day.

Well, not every day... the mountains don't have snow on them all the time...

Oh... You know what I mean!

Ya gotta love a snowcapped mountain and a palm tree in the same picture.

So Cal is the only place you can surf and snow ski in the same day!

That's our story... and we're stickin' to it! I live about 30 minutes from this one. That cloud looks ominous... doesn't it? I took this one the same day as the other... just at Will's Soccer game.

All is well.

The kids are fine... Bill and I are fine...

We had a couple more small after shocks... but by the time they hit... I was already on

my second glass of wine... and feeling much more 'relaxed'.

Now the wind is howling and it's warm... about 80-85 outside.

We'll see what is coming around the bend.

EARTHQUAKE!!!!!

Oh. My. God... we just had the Mother of all Earthquakes...

At least, it felt like it in the sub floored, rickety building I was in for Baseball Sign ups tonight.

William and Alex were in there with me.

There was a TumbleTots group meeting in the big auditorium, and it was horrible hearing

4 and 5 year olds scream bloody murder... during an earthquake.

Alex was directly under a big Bingo light up board that "shook like a polaroid picture" to quote a song.

I was born and raised here in Beautiful California,

and I will NEVER get used to these stupid things. Ever.

There is no warning... no foreseen weather pattern, no wind sheer, no dopplar device, no nothing to predict these stupid things.

I was calm... more worried for my men, so I didn't want to freak them out.

We calmly walked under a doorway and waited it out.

It was about 15-20 seconds long.

Doesn't sound like much... but for an earthquake... that's all you need.

Of course... Alex, after it's over and we are gathering up the money and applications that we

dropped at the first shake, says...

"Mom, we are studying Plate Tectonics in school, and that felt like an "S" pattern shock."

I looked at him... bewildered at the kid... and agreed... it did.

I took a whole course in college on Plate Tectonics, thinking way back then, that knowing all I could about them and understanding how necessary they are... I would learn to

gulp...for lack of a better term...gulp... like them.

Nope it didn't work.

Oh. just learned from the news it was a 5.0 and the center was 2 miles from us.

Not as big as I thought, but the subfloor may have accounted for the extra shakage.

I'm rambling... I'm still on edge... can you tell?

I FREAKING HATE EARTHQUAKES!

But no... I WILL NEVER MOVE FROM THIS STATE.

It is THE most fabulous place to live.

Perfect weather all year round... I know Floridians say they do...

but we don't get all the rain or humidity.

Oh crap... I'm still rambling...

I'm going to watch the news now.

Ciao

Writer's Workshop

Writer's Workshop

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The Prompts:

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1.) Describe your latest obsession.

2.) Ask a loved one to use 6 descriptive words to describe you and report your findings. How well do they know you?

3.) Who was your first bloggy friend? How did you find each other? Do you still correspond?

4.) Tell us about your pet! If you have a weird infatuation with your dog or cat we want to hear about it (or if they just plain drive you crazy)...but please don't compare them to children. It's just not the same.

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OBSESSION

Has to be Scrapblog.com and taking pictures and

manipulating them into some sort of work of art

(in my mind)

By far... an obsession at this point... so much so... I want to make the world a book...

and keep it company... I want to buy the world... opps... that's a whole other product and song...

So... yeah... I really enjoy it.

I have to limit myself to doing them to ONLY AFTER I WORKOUT, MAKE MY BED, CLEAN THE HOUSE AND GET DINNER STARTED, AND GET THE KIDS IN BED...

otherwise... I would lose all track of time and forget to pick my boys up from school, or brush my teeth, or go to the loo... okay...it's not THAT bad... but I have done 13 books thus far...

So... the kid's bedtime is now 4 p.m. we eat dinner out of paper bags in the car on the way home from school, and homework is done during breakfast the next morning.

LOL I kid.... I kid... really...I'm just KIDDING!!!

relax! ;)

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My very first bloggy friend was the one that got me started... but since she is a, neighbor/friend... I won't count her... so the next person that isn't as easily touchable that I "met" on my blog is

LazyCrazyMama. I don't know her real name... she doesn't divulge that stuff.

She is funny, preggers with her 3rd child, and very, very, very, candid.

She blogs on the sly from her hubby, who HATES that she blogs, so she doesn't post too often.

But when she does... yes, we still communicate.

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I have two dogs... One is Daisy, 6 yrs, pound puppy, terrier, very cute, and she thinks she is a Doberman... and Jack (4 yrs)... he has one eye... we got him like that...also a pound puppy.

He thinks he is a Rottweiler... but he is just a little mutt.

I don't have pictures of them anymore.

I agree with Mamakat... animals are not 'children' like some people say.

Animals behave a LOT better. :)

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6 words to describe me... from a loved one??? Ha!!!

What've you been smokin'!!!

No freakin way I wanna know that!!!

LOL!!!

That was too funny! ha ha ha!!!!

Besides... the way I'm PMSing right now... I already know the six words would be

Hagatha, mean, touchy, loud, brash, & psychotic... and those are the

NICE words...

Those of you who know me personally, KNOW those are just the normal words for me...

I can dream that they aren't can't I?

Wordful Wednesday

Wordful Wednesday

I thought I would pull some long ago photos of my little men.

Will used to let me bleach his hair too.. but now... nope... no more.

This picture was also before the house was remodeled.

My John John... he was so small! and chubby!

MWAH!

I hate looking at old photos... they make me cry so much!

Now I know why my Mama gave me all my photos when I was 16 or so... she couldn't look at them without bawling!

Idle hands...

It it going to be a very busy... no... I hate that word... busy... it sounds so... so... overused...

It's going to be a little hectic... yeah... I like that one much better... hectic the next couple of months.

All of the boys are playing Soccer for their schools. The regular Rec. season is over... Johnny is

still on an All Stars team, and the school season has gone into full swing.

We are very fortunate that the school my two younger sons attend have a full load of sports for

kids from 3rd grade on up.

So Johnny is on the 4-5th grade team, and Alex is on the 6th grade team. Will, is playing for his High School, while concurrently practicing and trying out for the baseball team at school too.

Needless to say... it's gonna be a wild ride after school in the next 2 months.

With three of them playing, and each of them having 10 games, and all have some home games but there will also be some away games too.

I would really like someone to finally invent a contraption that can make Mama's be at more than one place and a time. I just don't know how I am going to do it.

Sometimes I wish I had spread my kids out in age more. Like... 5 years apart each.

Oy!

In addition to that... I am this year's baseball leagues Snackbar Nazi. Yes, I raised my stupid hand during a complete lack of sane judgement.

I love all the hustle and bustle... I just don't like the part about us not being to eat together as a family, around our table as much during this time of year.

Here it is only January... and I already can't wait for it to be June, so it will all be over, and we can take our vacations.

While the boys are playing soccer in school, the baseball season for our Little League starts too.

I do this to myself... I realize that.

I am a firm believer that "idle hands are the devils playground"... and the busier (there's that word again) they are... the less trouble they can get into.

On top of all that... they have homework too.

Right about now...it would be great to have the kids become complete and total geniuses

and graduate college this year at their current ages... so we can get through all this stuff.

I shouldn't complain... I have a great life.

I get to chauffeur them all around, and I don't miss a thing they do, ever.

Really... no one knows anyone that made a contraption to split Mama's into three or four Mama's?

Crap.

The idiot that made up the phrase "Stay at home Mom" obviously isn't a Mama.

My Mama and Papa keep telling me how these years are going to be the best of my life, and one day I'll miss it...

I know they are right.

I already yearn for them to be babies again.

But as we are right in the thick of it... it's hard to see the roses in the thorns.

So I will take a deep breath... look into my childrens lovely, ridiculously long eyelashed eyes,

and freeze them in my minds eye... and tell them what a whirlwind of fun

the next 6 months will be.

That oughta be a good lie. :0)

Wish us luck!

Jason and Deanna... together again???

Okay...I am NOT a romantic girl...

I don't need/want flowers (they die){I'll take 'em if they have roots, cuz then I can enjoy them all the time} I don't need/want my hubby to tell me he loves me all the time,

I don't need tons of hugs and kisses, {I love 'em... just not ALL the time}, he doesn't HAVE to buy me gifts for holidays or birthdays...

grand gestures don't do it for me... I'm a simple girl... if he is in my bed every night, and

we talk like we are friends AND lovers, and we do nice things for each other

and we LIKE and not only Love each other... I'm good. I do, however, always appreciate something sparkly and shiny that gets mined, but it HAS to be his idea... I would NEVER remind my hubby about a birthday or anniversary... ever, I just don't play that game.

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THAT being said... imagine my hubby's surprise that I MUST watch grown women and men make complete FOOLS OF THEMSELVES on THE BACHELOR/BACHLORETTE series, with all the fake laughing and compliment giving. It would never occur to him that I would like a series about hopeless romantics. {Bill likes romance... he is very much the opposite of me....even though he is a big bad construction contractor)

O. M. G!!!!!

Tonight was the first one of the Jason (dumped by the fabulously beautiful, and oh so stupid Deanna) and 25 women.

I Tivo'd it... and jumped ahead to the juicy parts I wanted to see, and skipped a lot...

but HOLY COW!!! THE PREVIEWS WERE HEART WRENCHINGLY WONDERFUL

(read horrifying).

People... this is one of my guilty pleasures.

DEANNA comes back!!!

I KNEW SHE WOULD... I JUST KNEW SHE WOULD!!!

I was SCREAMING at the TV last season when she said no to Jason!!!

I TOLD her she made a mistake!

That snowboarding dude was NOT FOR HER!

I really wanted to believe she loved... what's his name... see! I can't even remember his name!

But I just didn't SEE it!

I know... I know... the economy is crappy, people are losing their jobs, the homeless are cold and hungry... and here I am gesticulating about some dude on TV who has the

enviable position of choosing one of 25 drop dead gorgeous women to marry him...

Or should I say... get engaged to him for a minute and a half just so I can read about the break up 2 minutes from then.

I CAN'T HELP IT!!!

That stupid DVR is the wonder and bane of my existence!

Oh!!! What is Jason to do!

Does he take Deanna back?

Does he engage himself to someone else... only to break her heart and call Deanna on the phone at the last minute to say he wants her after all?

Does Deanna fly overhead in a helicopter trying to stop the final rose ceremony and pledge her love to Jason in a flight suit with a bottle of Champagne?

Oooooh... this season is gonna be good.

I have grown impatient with TV and only watch the parts I want to...

so if I miss anything ... let me know!

Call me dumb... but I hope he chooses Deanna again. They just made a great couple... and I really think she loved Jason and not Snowboard Dude.

She was just being contrary...

Sure makes for interesting TV...

Okay...I feel better now that that's off my chest...

Hubby just got home... I can't wait to show him the train wreck!