I love being a mom so I thought I'd post something about why I like being a mom.
There's nothing better than coming home after a long day at work and being given unconditional love from your children.
Today, when I got home, I sat down on the love seat and was talking with The Teenager and Daddeee. While talking with them, I was also attempting to get the tangles out of my hair. It's a gorgeous day out so I drove home with my windows down.
Seeing the issues I was having, my dear son went into my bathroom, got my comb, and proceeded to comb my hair for me! It felt SO good! He's such an awesome kid sometimes.
What are some reasons you like being a mommy? Post about it and link back here to me.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
KARYE'S BIRTHDAY PARTY...
The family and I went to a co-worker's house last night for her birthday party. I wasn't sure what to expect since I'd never been to her home before and didn't know who would be there.
She lives in a second floor apartment that is accessed by a door off of her deck. Her deck is surrounded by mature trees so Gooey's reaction was "You live in a tree house!" That was a good ice breaker.
The weather was gorgeous so most everyone sat outside while Andi, Karye's partner, cooked burgers and dogs on the grill. I stayed inside to hold Josh's new baby, of course. Did anyone expect anything else?
I made my pasta salad, Josh (another co-worker) brought potato salad (it was fab), chips were also on the menu. It was all wonderful.
After dinner, we actually played "pin the tail on the donkey". Karye is 32 after all. She's reverting back into her childhood. The amazing part was that EVERYONE played. There were no party poopers! Of course, The Teenager won.
It was a wonderful party. I wish I'd have taken my camera to share pictures of the game. It was too funny!
She lives in a second floor apartment that is accessed by a door off of her deck. Her deck is surrounded by mature trees so Gooey's reaction was "You live in a tree house!" That was a good ice breaker.
The weather was gorgeous so most everyone sat outside while Andi, Karye's partner, cooked burgers and dogs on the grill. I stayed inside to hold Josh's new baby, of course. Did anyone expect anything else?
I made my pasta salad, Josh (another co-worker) brought potato salad (it was fab), chips were also on the menu. It was all wonderful.
After dinner, we actually played "pin the tail on the donkey". Karye is 32 after all. She's reverting back into her childhood. The amazing part was that EVERYONE played. There were no party poopers! Of course, The Teenager won.
It was a wonderful party. I wish I'd have taken my camera to share pictures of the game. It was too funny!
Saturday, August 29, 2009
SUNDAY FUNNIES...
This is one of the cutest videos I've every seen on the internet. I hope you enjoy it, too!
MISSING DAD...
My dad passed away 19 years ago today. He was 47 when he died.
I miss my dad a lot. He wasn't alive to meet my husband or my boys. He would have been amazed at how smart The Teenager is and how much Gooey looks and acts just like him.
I'm sure he's up in heaven looking down upon us and watching over us.
Today, The Teenager and I drove out to the cemetery. I know some may think it's creepy but I took a picture of his stone. It's actually his dad's stone but he didn't want us to "waste money" on him. He was frugal that way.
He didn't even want his name on a stone but my aunts added that several years ago. If I'd have known the grass around it needed trimmed, I'd have taken my tools.
I do miss him a lot. More than I could put into words here.
I miss my dad a lot. He wasn't alive to meet my husband or my boys. He would have been amazed at how smart The Teenager is and how much Gooey looks and acts just like him.
I'm sure he's up in heaven looking down upon us and watching over us.
Today, The Teenager and I drove out to the cemetery. I know some may think it's creepy but I took a picture of his stone. It's actually his dad's stone but he didn't want us to "waste money" on him. He was frugal that way.
He didn't even want his name on a stone but my aunts added that several years ago. If I'd have known the grass around it needed trimmed, I'd have taken my tools.
I do miss him a lot. More than I could put into words here.
NOT FOR THE FAINT OF...WELL...HEART...
The excitement started at our house last Sunday. We spent the afternoon at The City Market then came home to make lasagne for Sunday dinner (See previous post where I promised to cook something good!)
Daddeee started having pain in his, well, private place. He took a hot shower hoping to make it feel better but that didn't help. We went on over to Mom's house for dinner and he spent the entire time lounging in the recliner in pain.
Once we got home, I got Gooey showered and tucked into bed and The Teenager set to take over in charge. I called my friend and neighbor, Dayna, to let her know what was going on then took Daddeee to the ER.
We arrived at the ER about 9:15. By 10:00 he was having an ultrasound where they discovered he had a testicular torsion. Basically, his right testicle was twisted and cutting off the blood circulation. The Urologist came in to explain the surgery and said they would more than likely be removing the testicle.
I was trying to keep Daddeee in a jovial mood as much as possible since this was the first surgery he's ever had. I jokingly asked the doctor if he would "snip" him while down there. Daddeee jumped at this suggestion since we've been discussing it but he's been too chicken to have it done. The doctor said as long as everything looked ok, he would perform the vasectomy.
Daddeee went into surgery at midnight. I went to wait in the surgery waiting room...alone. I had called everyone to let them know. My mom said she'd come sit with me but I knew she had to work. Dayna was home with her child and tending to mine. Gary and Nick were out of town and had no cell phone service. Trisha and Jason live too far away. Everyone else had to work the next day. I was alone. It sucked.
The surgery took one and a half hours. The surgeon gave me an update then I spent another hour or more waiting to get to see him out of recovery.
They moved him to his room around 3am. He was really nauseous from the anesthesia but otherwise came out of surgery just fine. AND, they didn't have to remove it. Instead, they "tacked" each one up to the side to keep them from twisting again. Another bonus was the vasectomy. It was a blessing in disguise.
He's still sore but he's getting back into the game.
It's been an exhausting week for both of us but we're blessed that everything came out ok.
Daddeee started having pain in his, well, private place. He took a hot shower hoping to make it feel better but that didn't help. We went on over to Mom's house for dinner and he spent the entire time lounging in the recliner in pain.
Once we got home, I got Gooey showered and tucked into bed and The Teenager set to take over in charge. I called my friend and neighbor, Dayna, to let her know what was going on then took Daddeee to the ER.
We arrived at the ER about 9:15. By 10:00 he was having an ultrasound where they discovered he had a testicular torsion. Basically, his right testicle was twisted and cutting off the blood circulation. The Urologist came in to explain the surgery and said they would more than likely be removing the testicle.
I was trying to keep Daddeee in a jovial mood as much as possible since this was the first surgery he's ever had. I jokingly asked the doctor if he would "snip" him while down there. Daddeee jumped at this suggestion since we've been discussing it but he's been too chicken to have it done. The doctor said as long as everything looked ok, he would perform the vasectomy.
Daddeee went into surgery at midnight. I went to wait in the surgery waiting room...alone. I had called everyone to let them know. My mom said she'd come sit with me but I knew she had to work. Dayna was home with her child and tending to mine. Gary and Nick were out of town and had no cell phone service. Trisha and Jason live too far away. Everyone else had to work the next day. I was alone. It sucked.
The surgery took one and a half hours. The surgeon gave me an update then I spent another hour or more waiting to get to see him out of recovery.
They moved him to his room around 3am. He was really nauseous from the anesthesia but otherwise came out of surgery just fine. AND, they didn't have to remove it. Instead, they "tacked" each one up to the side to keep them from twisting again. Another bonus was the vasectomy. It was a blessing in disguise.
He's still sore but he's getting back into the game.
It's been an exhausting week for both of us but we're blessed that everything came out ok.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
OH MY...
Today I paid a visit to one of my favorite websites, The Pioneer Woman, and she's doing another one of her fabulous giveaways. I'm so jealous of her website and how she gets to offer such fantastic items to her readers.
Anyway, in order to enter today's giveaway you have to answer the question "What's the last great recipe you cooked". I could just cry.
I love to cook and I can't remember the last time I actually cooked a great recipe. I've made dinner, don't get me wrong. My children and husband aren't starving in the least. But I haven't COOKED!
I haven't reached into my pocket of outstanding, hand-me-down recipes that I've collected in my almost 40 years and stood at the stove, occasionally wiping my brow and actually cooked! It's so sad.
It's been that way with a lot of things lately too. I have a new hobby of making glass bead bracelets and I haven't even found the time to do that.
But I want you to be my witness. I stand, well, ok, I'm really sitting, before you and pledge that I will spend some time slaving over my hot stove and will make a great recipe! I cross my gut and promise. I'll make some more bracelets, too.
I'll maybe even give one away here. I can't compete with The Pioneer Woman but I sure can try!
Anyway, in order to enter today's giveaway you have to answer the question "What's the last great recipe you cooked". I could just cry.
I love to cook and I can't remember the last time I actually cooked a great recipe. I've made dinner, don't get me wrong. My children and husband aren't starving in the least. But I haven't COOKED!
I haven't reached into my pocket of outstanding, hand-me-down recipes that I've collected in my almost 40 years and stood at the stove, occasionally wiping my brow and actually cooked! It's so sad.
It's been that way with a lot of things lately too. I have a new hobby of making glass bead bracelets and I haven't even found the time to do that.
But I want you to be my witness. I stand, well, ok, I'm really sitting, before you and pledge that I will spend some time slaving over my hot stove and will make a great recipe! I cross my gut and promise. I'll make some more bracelets, too.
I'll maybe even give one away here. I can't compete with The Pioneer Woman but I sure can try!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
SUNDAY THOUGHTS...
I'm wondering what you thoughts are on the subject of multiple languages in the US. I, personally, think that the US should have 1 language, required to be spoken AND READ by all.
I wanted to find the actual sound clip of this but was only able to find a YouTube video that someone had made with the speech. This is our own beloved President Theodore Roosevelt back in 1907. Watch this and give it some thought.
Share your thoughts with me. Do you agree with me and ol' Teddy or do you believe otherwise?
I wanted to find the actual sound clip of this but was only able to find a YouTube video that someone had made with the speech. This is our own beloved President Theodore Roosevelt back in 1907. Watch this and give it some thought.
Share your thoughts with me. Do you agree with me and ol' Teddy or do you believe otherwise?
Saturday, August 15, 2009
WORD GAMES...
One of my wonderful co-workers is really into word games. He gives me little quizzes because he knows I enjoy them to. Yesterday's word quiz what this:
What word means the opposite of an oxymoron?
I had never heard of this word before. Do you know what it is (without googling)?
Psst! The answer is not "redundant".
What word means the opposite of an oxymoron?
I had never heard of this word before. Do you know what it is (without googling)?
Psst! The answer is not "redundant".
Sunday, August 09, 2009
Saturday, August 08, 2009
IT'S AN ADDICTION...
It is. I can't wait to get home at night and play. It's Farm Town on Facebook.
I'm at level 30. Level 34 is the highest I can go.
I reached my goal of 1 million coins last weekend so now I'm spending those coins and decorating my farm.
Today I harvested and replanted. Here's a picture of my farm:
My farm is called Twilight Terraces because I'm working on playing with the items and making it look like it has 3 dimensional levels.
So if I'm not here, I'm on FarmTown!
I'm at level 30. Level 34 is the highest I can go.
I reached my goal of 1 million coins last weekend so now I'm spending those coins and decorating my farm.
Today I harvested and replanted. Here's a picture of my farm:
My farm is called Twilight Terraces because I'm working on playing with the items and making it look like it has 3 dimensional levels.
So if I'm not here, I'm on FarmTown!
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
FAMILY LIFE...
It's getting about time for life to go back to normal for us around here at Chez Mommeee. The Teenager goes back to school in less than 2 weeks. Daddeee's been off work for the past week and will hopefully find something really soon so that his aspect will go back to normal too. Gooey's existence has been in turmoil too since he's been staying home rather than going to the sitter.
Last weekend, Daddeee and I made a social appearance at a show for a fellow businessman/entertainer, Uncle Roy Hoggins. He performed his "Stink-o-rama" at The Riot Room in Westport. It was an interesting evening, to say the least. Uncle Roy is a shock performer and began his show by walking in with fireworks emblazened on his jacket. He ended the show by having his scrotum and nipples pierced. I know. Crazy. His act was followed with performances by "The Tards" and "Troglodyte", both heavy, HEAVY metal bands that I did not enjoy. An interesting tidbit of the evening was this fellow, who I'm hoping had just lost a bet and doesn't normally wear a keg suit in public. I had to take his picture because it was so unbelievable. Later in the evening he treated us to a dance performance with the bands. I just kept thinking I hope I don't find out that he's not wearing anything under that suit.
With really nothing else going on, I figured it time to update my photo on my facebook page. I chose this one with the Gooey boy. I love those blue eyes and that cheesy smile!
And here's a picture of my furry little boy, Dexter. He's almost 9 months old now so I'm thinking he's pretty much done growing, I hope. I love the size he is, just perfect.
Last weekend, Daddeee and I made a social appearance at a show for a fellow businessman/entertainer, Uncle Roy Hoggins. He performed his "Stink-o-rama" at The Riot Room in Westport. It was an interesting evening, to say the least. Uncle Roy is a shock performer and began his show by walking in with fireworks emblazened on his jacket. He ended the show by having his scrotum and nipples pierced. I know. Crazy. His act was followed with performances by "The Tards" and "Troglodyte", both heavy, HEAVY metal bands that I did not enjoy. An interesting tidbit of the evening was this fellow, who I'm hoping had just lost a bet and doesn't normally wear a keg suit in public. I had to take his picture because it was so unbelievable. Later in the evening he treated us to a dance performance with the bands. I just kept thinking I hope I don't find out that he's not wearing anything under that suit.
With really nothing else going on, I figured it time to update my photo on my facebook page. I chose this one with the Gooey boy. I love those blue eyes and that cheesy smile!
And here's a picture of my furry little boy, Dexter. He's almost 9 months old now so I'm thinking he's pretty much done growing, I hope. I love the size he is, just perfect.
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