Thursday, September 27, 2007


Why is the word phonetically not spelled phonetically?

Monday, September 24, 2007


I have hunter green carpeting in my living room, on my stairs and in the upstairs hallway. Whoever decided to create a carpet color like hunter green should have his right pinky cut off. It's the worst color of carpet ever to be walked on. It shows EVERYTHING!

No, I didn't choose this carpet. It was here when we moved in. I can vacuum and not 10 seconds later, there's something white showing up on it.

Well, over at FIVEMINUTESFORMOM, they're showing off the new pink Dyson. Yes, I said a pink Dyson. Not only are they showing it off, but they're giving one away. Would I like to have that Dyson? Darn tootin' I would. I should get it just because I have to put up with this darn hunter green carpet.

There's a reason why Dyson created the pink Dyson. It's to raise money for breast cancer. For every one they sell, they're donating $40 from each sale to the fight for a cure.

So if you don't already have one, go buy one. NOW! Or, if you're like me and can't afford one, hop on over to FIVEMINUTESFORMOM and sign up. To sign up, all you have to do is leave a comment and link to a post from your blog. If you don't have a blog, well I just don't know what to tell you.

BTW, thanks Jenifer over at MOMMY911 for the hook-up. Send me your photos and I'll do ya a freebie.

Saturday, September 22, 2007


Or should I say, my mojo's back. I haven't posted any of my graphic work in a while because, frankly, I haven't wanted to do it. Every time I look at pictures I think to myself "Eh, I don't know what to do with that." So, I just pass it up for someone else.

Well I couldn't sleep this morning (so freakin' used to being up at 5:30am) so I sat down and low and behold, that old bug just bit me on my ass!

I made several signatures for people. I thought, since it's been a while since I've posted anything, I'll post some today.

Plus, I don't have anything else going on to blog about so this is it. No words of wisdom today. No deep thoughts. Just pictures.

Maybe I'll use some of this creativity and update my blog layout since it's been since the beginning of summer since I've changed it.

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Thursday, September 20, 2007


Forbes released their list today of the top 400 richest people in America. I'm not on it and I'm pissed that I'm not. Oh, the reason I'm not on it is because I don't have a billion bucks. I'm still rich though.

I have a loving husband that would go to the end of the earth for me (or a quick trip out for ice creams, should the craving arise). I have 2 of the most handsome, adorable boys ever to walk the face of the earth. Sure, they may get on my nerves once in a while but wouldn't having all that money get on your nerves occassionally, too?

Oh gee, I'm earning mega-grands in interest on my money today, what am I going to do with it? Oh well, yeah, that wouldn't be so bad. I could deal with that getting on my nerves. I deal with my children (and my husband) getting on my nerves too. I deal with it because I know just lurking around the corner is one of those special moments.

You know the moments I'm talking about. The ones where your little one comes up with a new word. Or your older child uses his imagination and comes up with some story that just tickles the heck out of your funny bone.

To me, those are the moments that make me richer than Oprah, who, by the way, isn't in the top 22. Does Oprah have a smiling 20 month old to come home to that screams "Mommy!" when she walks through the door? That little bugger melts my heart when he does that.

So, see, I should be listed on the list of richest people in America. If only they ranked it on something other than $$ wealth.

Maybe coming soon: Mommeee's List of Richest Americans.

What's your reason for being on my list?

Monday, September 10, 2007

Sunday, September 09, 2007


Daddeee and I went out yesterday afternoon to the bar where everyone knows our names. Normally, I would only drink 1 beer, if even that much. Yesterday, I had 2 beers and someone bought a round of shots, so I couldn't say no. BTW, Cactus Juice is awesome!! Anyway, I had a drunken stupor little buzz going so I decided when I got home to have another.

We sat outside and enjoyed the weather with friends until hunger got the best of us so we all (all being Me, Daddeee, Gooey, Bubba, our neighbor and her son, my twin nieces and their friend) loaded up in a few vehicles and headed for Gates & Son's. In case you don't know, Gates is the best BBQ in the WORLD!

We had a good time and came home and watched Disturbia. Very, very good movie too!

So this morning, I woke up to a splitting headache. I figured it was a nasty hangover from Saturdays binge (yes, 4 drinks is a binge for me), so I drank a huge glass of ice water and took some tylenol. By noon, I was still in pain.

I took Gooey up to Daddeee, who was still snoozing, and handed him off so I could lie down. Well, as it turns out, it's not a hangover. I started running a fever at about 3. I spent the entire day on the couch, dozing off and on.

When Bubba got home this evening, he took my temp and it was 100. I took some more tylenol and an hour later my temp was 100.4! WTH!?!?! Isn't medicine supposed to lower a temp?

I did finally eat some dinner and I'm beginning to feel a tad bit better. Daddeee, who has absolutely no caring bone in his body (Edited to fix this because the original post said body in his bone...had to be the fever) for someone that's sick, did go take my Redbox movies back. Shocking! I guess I really shouldn't complain too much since he did cook dinner. The bad part was that he made me clean Gooey's poopy diaper! What a man!

So now I'm headed back to the couch to veg before I head to bed.

I start my new dayshift position tomorrow so I need to get over this bug.

Friday, September 07, 2007


...against certain people wearing certain clothing.

A few weekends ago, my darling husband and I were lying in bed watching Harrah's Lucky Break. This is a karaoke show where a person can go to Harrah's Casino and sign up to sing karaoke on tv and be judged by 3 judges.

Sitting behind one of the judges is this man. Saying that he's an ugly person is not even touching how slimy this man looked. He had oily, slicked back hair and I don't believe he's ever even heard of a mustache trimmer. He was just creepy looking.

This interesting specimen of a male was wearing a t-shirt that said "I'm not wearing any underwear". How disgusting is that? Not only did I not want to be looking at this man every time the camera flashed his way, but to know that he wasn't wearing his skivvies just made me want to vomit. Just thinking about it makes me throw up a little in my mouth.

Then, last weekend at the SantaCaliGon Festival, we were walking around, watching the crowd of people. We enjoyed more than enough festival junk food and downed a few drinks. As we're getting ready to leave, there's a man walking by us that I'd say probably tilted the scale at a quarter of a ton. This rather large man was sporting a t-shirt that said, "I'm going commando"!

I was disgusted at the thought of these 2 men not having underwear on. What is it with these men thinking that anyone in this world wants to picture them without underwear.

There are some really proud mama's out there somewhere.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007