Welcome To Wally-World!
We had to head to Wal-Mart tonight. We went to the 'Super Wal-Mart', Super Girl was thrilled at that. I didn't really want to go to the Super one, I could have gone to the regular one and been fine, but hubby doesn't like that - too hick-ville for him. I must admit, it is hick-ville. We do after all live on the edge of hick-ville and civilization (we are on the civilization part... just barely). And hubby does work out in the middle of no-where, so we live at the edge of hick-ville and civilization which is about 20-30 minutes from no-where, but I digress. Wal-Mart is one of those strange places where you go into to buy a few things and end up buying a cart load of crap you really don't need. Today was no different. We spent $100+! Yikes! We really didn't need all that many things either - diapers and some other things but there were so many OTHER things just there in the store... just things we MIGHT need... The kids were ok in the store, but something about being in line to check out flips that annoying psychotic brat switch and all bets are off. My little ones don't really beg for crap through out the store all that much but once we hit the check out line the start whinining and grabbing things, smacking each other... *sigh* anyway... It was a typical trip to Wally-World, what a joy, must do it again.
Friday, August 15, 2003
Puppet Sickness
I love puppets. I've always loved puppets. I think it goes back to when I was a wee child and would watch Sesame Street. I loved all of the puppets (except Guy Smiley - there was something far to creepy about that guy) and I wanted to be one of the puppet masters. My dreams of puppet mastery were left with all of my other childish notions - flying like Superman, learning to speak to animals, owning a tiger and becoming a call girl (an telephone operator - I was 3 I didn't know what they were called!)... mostly that is... 10 years ago my hubby and I joined a church and volunteered to help out the VBS - our task, the Puppet Ministry. I cringed at first. We had to procure puppets AND write puppet scripts that fit the lessons. Hubby had connections, he knew where to get puppets. We went to pick them up from another church, we would borrow them for the duration of VBS. After work one day we went to pick them up together. Then I saw her, her wild blond wig, giant smile and wiggly eyes had me from the start. I slipped her on my hand and called her Sassy! She came to life! She became my alter ego. On the drive home I had Sassy and another puppet I dubbed Aretha talking and screaming and being panicked to be in the car with hubby driving - some man driving a truck nearly wrecked he was laughing so hard. At the end of VBS I reluctantly relinquished Sassy and her posse. The next year we did VBS puppet ministry again - but NOT with Sassy - it wasn't the same. I had experienced Sassyness and the lame dog puppet was no replacement for Sassy. Year go by, I put the whole puppet thing behind me. Then one day I see it on TV. A puppet... doing commercials... the now defunct Pet's.com spokes puppet! I fell in LOVE! I NEEDED that puppet. Eventually I GOT that puppet. Yes yes he did become my alter ego. Hubby hated that puppet some days. My children LOVE the puppet and have gotten him quite soiled - I usually have to either hide him to keep him safe or fight the kids when ever I want to use him.
Why do I bring this up? Well I'm a little off mentally, but you all know that... really because of the box the kids found yesterday - today I plan to make it into a Televison an make Sock puppets to provide programing! Woohoo!
Well I need to go... Sesame Street is on. ;o)
I love puppets. I've always loved puppets. I think it goes back to when I was a wee child and would watch Sesame Street. I loved all of the puppets (except Guy Smiley - there was something far to creepy about that guy) and I wanted to be one of the puppet masters. My dreams of puppet mastery were left with all of my other childish notions - flying like Superman, learning to speak to animals, owning a tiger and becoming a call girl (an telephone operator - I was 3 I didn't know what they were called!)... mostly that is... 10 years ago my hubby and I joined a church and volunteered to help out the VBS - our task, the Puppet Ministry. I cringed at first. We had to procure puppets AND write puppet scripts that fit the lessons. Hubby had connections, he knew where to get puppets. We went to pick them up from another church, we would borrow them for the duration of VBS. After work one day we went to pick them up together. Then I saw her, her wild blond wig, giant smile and wiggly eyes had me from the start. I slipped her on my hand and called her Sassy! She came to life! She became my alter ego. On the drive home I had Sassy and another puppet I dubbed Aretha talking and screaming and being panicked to be in the car with hubby driving - some man driving a truck nearly wrecked he was laughing so hard. At the end of VBS I reluctantly relinquished Sassy and her posse. The next year we did VBS puppet ministry again - but NOT with Sassy - it wasn't the same. I had experienced Sassyness and the lame dog puppet was no replacement for Sassy. Year go by, I put the whole puppet thing behind me. Then one day I see it on TV. A puppet... doing commercials... the now defunct Pet's.com spokes puppet! I fell in LOVE! I NEEDED that puppet. Eventually I GOT that puppet. Yes yes he did become my alter ego. Hubby hated that puppet some days. My children LOVE the puppet and have gotten him quite soiled - I usually have to either hide him to keep him safe or fight the kids when ever I want to use him.
Why do I bring this up? Well I'm a little off mentally, but you all know that... really because of the box the kids found yesterday - today I plan to make it into a Televison an make Sock puppets to provide programing! Woohoo!
Well I need to go... Sesame Street is on. ;o)
Thursday, August 14, 2003
Hundreds Of Toys Around But They Would Rather A BOX!
This afternoon the little people were rather funny. They found a banana box in their room (it had previously been on a top shelf filled with things they should not have been digging through). The box has a large opening in the bottom. Super Girl brought the box down stairs and was pretending it was a televison and she was the programing. I would take the DVD remote and say "this show is boreing, I wonder what else is on. click, click, click." to change the channel. She thought that was an absolute riot. I think tomorrow we might decorate the television and make a schedule of programs. I'm thinking sock puppets! :o)
She's a funny kid, the past month she would find the Chinese take out menu and pretend she was the owner of a restaurant. They didn't have a wide range of chinese food available and they had monkeys working in the kitchen (she said so). I asked her last week if she still had her restaurant to which she answered no - I asked her what happened, she said it got closed I said "Well that's what happens when you have monkeys working in the kitchen! Did you get closed for health code violations?" her answer "Yeah. Too bad." what made that even funnier was that a while back she told me that the name of her restaurant was China Coast! this was funny because China Coast used to be here in Dallas and we LOVED it but it closed down - the week before it closed down I ate there and got a horrible case of salmonilla poisioning, so her 'China Coast' being closed for health code violations gave hubby and I a giggle.
eh... better go to bed... just babbling now.
This afternoon the little people were rather funny. They found a banana box in their room (it had previously been on a top shelf filled with things they should not have been digging through). The box has a large opening in the bottom. Super Girl brought the box down stairs and was pretending it was a televison and she was the programing. I would take the DVD remote and say "this show is boreing, I wonder what else is on. click, click, click." to change the channel. She thought that was an absolute riot. I think tomorrow we might decorate the television and make a schedule of programs. I'm thinking sock puppets! :o)
She's a funny kid, the past month she would find the Chinese take out menu and pretend she was the owner of a restaurant. They didn't have a wide range of chinese food available and they had monkeys working in the kitchen (she said so). I asked her last week if she still had her restaurant to which she answered no - I asked her what happened, she said it got closed I said "Well that's what happens when you have monkeys working in the kitchen! Did you get closed for health code violations?" her answer "Yeah. Too bad." what made that even funnier was that a while back she told me that the name of her restaurant was China Coast! this was funny because China Coast used to be here in Dallas and we LOVED it but it closed down - the week before it closed down I ate there and got a horrible case of salmonilla poisioning, so her 'China Coast' being closed for health code violations gave hubby and I a giggle.
eh... better go to bed... just babbling now.
And They Were Named...
Ægir and Ran - the blue Oranda is Ægir and the white Fantail is Ran. I kept with my pattern of naming my fancy goldfish from Norse mythology. These names fit rather well - at least I think so.
Here's a little bit about both names:
Ægir: is the god of the sea in Norse mythology. He was both worshipped and feared by sailors, for they believed that Aegir would occasionally appear on the surface to take ships, men and cargo alike, with him to his hall at the bottom of the ocean. Sacrifices were made to appease him, particularly prisoners before setting sail.
His wife is the sea goddess Ran with whom he has nine daughters (the billow maidens), who wore white robes and veils. His two faithful servants are Eldir and Fimafeng. The latter was killed by the treacherous god Loki during a banquet the gods held at Aegir's undersea hall near the island of Hler (or Hlesey). Aegir was known for the lavish entertainment he gave to the other gods.
And his wife Ran: is the goddess of storms, and the wife of the sea god Aegir. She rules over the realm of the dead which is situated on the bottom of the ocean. She sinks ships and collects drowned sailors in her nets and takes them to her hall where she tenderly ministers them (drowned persons neither go to Valhalla nor to Helheim). With Aegir she is the mother of nine daughters (the billows), who wore white robes and veils.
Ægir and Ran - the blue Oranda is Ægir and the white Fantail is Ran. I kept with my pattern of naming my fancy goldfish from Norse mythology. These names fit rather well - at least I think so.
Here's a little bit about both names:
Ægir: is the god of the sea in Norse mythology. He was both worshipped and feared by sailors, for they believed that Aegir would occasionally appear on the surface to take ships, men and cargo alike, with him to his hall at the bottom of the ocean. Sacrifices were made to appease him, particularly prisoners before setting sail.
His wife is the sea goddess Ran with whom he has nine daughters (the billow maidens), who wore white robes and veils. His two faithful servants are Eldir and Fimafeng. The latter was killed by the treacherous god Loki during a banquet the gods held at Aegir's undersea hall near the island of Hler (or Hlesey). Aegir was known for the lavish entertainment he gave to the other gods.
And his wife Ran: is the goddess of storms, and the wife of the sea god Aegir. She rules over the realm of the dead which is situated on the bottom of the ocean. She sinks ships and collects drowned sailors in her nets and takes them to her hall where she tenderly ministers them (drowned persons neither go to Valhalla nor to Helheim). With Aegir she is the mother of nine daughters (the billows), who wore white robes and veils.
A Victory At Last
Well I achieve a bit of a victory in restoring order to the realm of chaos (the little people's bedroom... which is located in close proximity to the nether world – hubby’s bed room). And I did it before nap time! I did not completely vanquish chaos from there but I do not believe it is ever possible to completely remove chaos from a child's environment. Children are little minions of Chaos after all. Anyway the floor is now visible and most of the toys are put away. My fellow warden of this prison of chaos (hubby) will get the great honors of hanging all the little people's clothing back up in the closet - I just didn't want to do that.
Well I achieve a bit of a victory in restoring order to the realm of chaos (the little people's bedroom... which is located in close proximity to the nether world – hubby’s bed room). And I did it before nap time! I did not completely vanquish chaos from there but I do not believe it is ever possible to completely remove chaos from a child's environment. Children are little minions of Chaos after all. Anyway the floor is now visible and most of the toys are put away. My fellow warden of this prison of chaos (hubby) will get the great honors of hanging all the little people's clothing back up in the closet - I just didn't want to do that.
Somebody Elses Shoes Please
This is how my day has gone so far...
Up a little after 7 AM to the sound of one whining toddler and a preschooler fighting over something. Higher powers only know what the hell they were fighting over and they may be the only ones who care either.
Me:"*Grumble* *grumble* What are you doing up already? And what are you fighting about?"
Them: "Maaaamaaa I want some chocolate milk... Maaamaaaa can we watch cartoons? Maaamaaa... Maaamaaaa"
Me: "Yes yes fine. Just a minute. What do you want for breakfast?"
Them: "Um... I dunno. Chocolate milk?"
Me: "I'm getting your milk. Breakfast, what do you want?"
Them: "Uhhhhhhhhhhh.... I dunno."
Me: "Here, take this to your sister." (handing one the cups of choco milk)
Them: "Thanks mom!" gallop off to watch cartoons
Me: Head to computer to check e-mail quickly
Them: 30 seconds into e-mail checking "Maaaamaaaa... I'm hungry"
Me: "What do you want?"
Them: "A popsicle!"
*Me: "No."
Them: "but... but.. but.. I waaaaaant one!"*
* (repeat conversation from * to * until you're almost brain dead then move on)
Them: "Waffles!"
Me: "OK" head to kitchen to make waffles
Them: "I want to help!"
Me: "OK"
**Them: "I can do it! Let me do it! Maaamaaa!"
Me: "No no not yet! Don't touch! Listen to me! Be careful - no not yet! If you can't listen to me you will have to leave. Stop fighting girls! Ok, that's good."**
** (repeat per instructions above)
45 minutes later.
Me: thinking "ok now I can fnish my e-mail"
Them: thinking "heh heh heh, now she's distracted, we can head upstairs and cause utter chaos!!! Bwhahahahahahaha!!!"
Me: every 5 or so minutes "Girls, what are you doing?!!"
Them: "Just playing!"
15 minutes later
Toddler comes down the stairs minus diaper.
Me: "where is your diaper? Oh no your poopy! Come here! You need a bath!"
Them: "Yay a bath!"
Me: "go into the bathroom now!"
Me: head off to get towels
Them: thinking "hehehehehe... just wait until she sees the chaos we have caused!"
Me: get bath started then run upstairs to find dirty diaper "Ahhhhhhh! what the hell happened in here?!"
Everything in the closet has been removed and scattred through out the bedroom - even things on the top shelf. Head down the stairs to the bathroom, "Girls, why did you..... Ahhhhh! What the hell happened in here?!?!" the bathroom floor is SOAKED, the girls were splashing and splashing. "*Grumble* *Grumble* Stop splashing! Get washed up and get out of the bath, I'm going to go get some towels, if I come back to you splashing YOU WILL NOT LIKE WHAT HAPPENS!" Leave to get towels
Them: laughing, high fiving, thumbs up "Bwhahahahahaha! Ahhh Partner in chaos, we have achieved our objective today. In less than 2 hours we have spread chaos through out 3 rooms in this domicile! It's not even close to lunch time! If we keep this up the maternal being will be ready to commit by the time the paternal being returns from his employment place. This is a good day indeed."
Thank God they aren't like this EVERY day... and THANK GOD for whoever decided to bottle and mass market Jack Daniels! Yeah I need a drink.
Disclaimer: The above mentioned events are a slight dramatization of what actually occured this morning... slight... and only a slight dramatization
And I still haven't gotten to my e-mail yet!
This is how my day has gone so far...
Up a little after 7 AM to the sound of one whining toddler and a preschooler fighting over something. Higher powers only know what the hell they were fighting over and they may be the only ones who care either.
Me:"*Grumble* *grumble* What are you doing up already? And what are you fighting about?"
Them: "Maaaamaaa I want some chocolate milk... Maaamaaaa can we watch cartoons? Maaamaaa... Maaamaaaa"
Me: "Yes yes fine. Just a minute. What do you want for breakfast?"
Them: "Um... I dunno. Chocolate milk?"
Me: "I'm getting your milk. Breakfast, what do you want?"
Them: "Uhhhhhhhhhhh.... I dunno."
Me: "Here, take this to your sister." (handing one the cups of choco milk)
Them: "Thanks mom!" gallop off to watch cartoons
Me: Head to computer to check e-mail quickly
Them: 30 seconds into e-mail checking "Maaaamaaaa... I'm hungry"
Me: "What do you want?"
Them: "A popsicle!"
*Me: "No."
Them: "but... but.. but.. I waaaaaant one!"*
* (repeat conversation from * to * until you're almost brain dead then move on)
Them: "Waffles!"
Me: "OK" head to kitchen to make waffles
Them: "I want to help!"
Me: "OK"
**Them: "I can do it! Let me do it! Maaamaaa!"
Me: "No no not yet! Don't touch! Listen to me! Be careful - no not yet! If you can't listen to me you will have to leave. Stop fighting girls! Ok, that's good."**
** (repeat per instructions above)
45 minutes later.
Me: thinking "ok now I can fnish my e-mail"
Them: thinking "heh heh heh, now she's distracted, we can head upstairs and cause utter chaos!!! Bwhahahahahahaha!!!"
Me: every 5 or so minutes "Girls, what are you doing?!!"
Them: "Just playing!"
15 minutes later
Toddler comes down the stairs minus diaper.
Me: "where is your diaper? Oh no your poopy! Come here! You need a bath!"
Them: "Yay a bath!"
Me: "go into the bathroom now!"
Me: head off to get towels
Them: thinking "hehehehehe... just wait until she sees the chaos we have caused!"
Me: get bath started then run upstairs to find dirty diaper "Ahhhhhhh! what the hell happened in here?!"
Everything in the closet has been removed and scattred through out the bedroom - even things on the top shelf. Head down the stairs to the bathroom, "Girls, why did you..... Ahhhhh! What the hell happened in here?!?!" the bathroom floor is SOAKED, the girls were splashing and splashing. "*Grumble* *Grumble* Stop splashing! Get washed up and get out of the bath, I'm going to go get some towels, if I come back to you splashing YOU WILL NOT LIKE WHAT HAPPENS!" Leave to get towels
Them: laughing, high fiving, thumbs up "Bwhahahahahaha! Ahhh Partner in chaos, we have achieved our objective today. In less than 2 hours we have spread chaos through out 3 rooms in this domicile! It's not even close to lunch time! If we keep this up the maternal being will be ready to commit by the time the paternal being returns from his employment place. This is a good day indeed."
Thank God they aren't like this EVERY day... and THANK GOD for whoever decided to bottle and mass market Jack Daniels! Yeah I need a drink.
Disclaimer: The above mentioned events are a slight dramatization of what actually occured this morning... slight... and only a slight dramatization
And I still haven't gotten to my e-mail yet!
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
Fishy Dreams
After a super busy and fun day with the little people I acquired two new fishies! Quite pretty. One is a lovely white Fantail and the other is a blue Oranda. Now I have a red and white Fantail, a calico Ryukin, the two new fancy goldfish and three Comets – I need a Common Goldfish and a Shubukin to complete the PERFECT tank. I’d show pics of the new babies but I don’t have any (yet).
Happy Fish Family
Here is the white and the blue - the blue looks really dark but he's really kind of slilverish blue.
OK Everybody Smile for the camera!!!
What Do You Do For Hung Over Fish? Alka Seltzer In The Tank!
Just kidding. I also got some stuff to take care of the algae issue. It looks like an 'Alka Seltzer
tablet – plop plop, fizz, fizz… It worked though, the tank is nice and clear now. Happy fish.
After a super busy and fun day with the little people I acquired two new fishies! Quite pretty. One is a lovely white Fantail and the other is a blue Oranda. Now I have a red and white Fantail, a calico Ryukin, the two new fancy goldfish and three Comets – I need a Common Goldfish and a Shubukin to complete the PERFECT tank. I’d show pics of the new babies but I don’t have any (yet).
Happy Fish Family
Here is the white and the blue - the blue looks really dark but he's really kind of slilverish blue.
OK Everybody Smile for the camera!!!
What Do You Do For Hung Over Fish? Alka Seltzer In The Tank!
Just kidding. I also got some stuff to take care of the algae issue. It looks like an 'Alka Seltzer
tablet – plop plop, fizz, fizz… It worked though, the tank is nice and clear now. Happy fish.
Tuesday, August 12, 2003
Something Silly!
Lion King!
What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
brought to you by Quizilla
hehehe... it is one of my favorite movies....
Lion King!
What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
brought to you by Quizilla
hehehe... it is one of my favorite movies....
Monday, August 11, 2003
What A Surprise!!
Well my gay hubby came through - he sent me flowers for my birthday - purple flowers!
I was completly caught off guard.
My sister came over today also with a birthday offering - new shirt, pretty necklace and hair thingies. :o) Also quite unexpected.
Good birthday so far.
Other Stuff
I'm working like crazy to finish this cute baby dress in time for A's baby shower this coming Sunday. Why am I working so hard? Well I had finished the dress a few days ago - at least I thought I had finished. When I went to piece it together I realized that the front was much smaller than the back panel and the sleeves were WAY to small. Damn! What happened? I had finished the back section a while ago. The little people swiped my crochet hook and cast it off into the netherworlds never to be found again. I switched to a hook I thought was pretty damn close to the size of the other one. I was WRONG. The front is really small. Aaarrrggghhhh! Odd thing happened. After I look at everything and start panicing the hook I was using to finish disapears... off to the netherwords again! I'm pissed now. I tell hubby the issue, he listens sympathetically (at least it seemed like he was sympathetic...) as I search the couch and underneath for the missing hook. No damn hook! I'm ready to scream. I look by the computer desk and I see a gold colored hook. Well fuck! THATS the hook I started the damn dress with! I ask hubby where he found it, he confirmed my suspicions - he found it in his room (the netherworlds)! Thoes little monsters I gave birth to had stashed it in their daddy's stuff in hopes that I would never find it and would thus go insane from frustration - but their naughty plot was foiled by their daddy cleaning the netherworlds (he must have run out of underware).
So I have to be brief with my computer time for now, I must finish this dress.
Desperate Measures To Attract Pussy
Sheesh! My sister. She doused her pant leg in cat nip just to get my cat to pay attention to her. Some people! (OK, not completly true. She had catnip spilled on her and my cat - who adores her and is always on her lap within seconds of her being in my house - was going crazy for her pant leg.)
OK, enough about me (yeah I bet you never thought you'd never read that!) - I have to get back to my crochet!
Well my gay hubby came through - he sent me flowers for my birthday - purple flowers!
I was completly caught off guard.
My sister came over today also with a birthday offering - new shirt, pretty necklace and hair thingies. :o) Also quite unexpected.
Good birthday so far.
Other Stuff
I'm working like crazy to finish this cute baby dress in time for A's baby shower this coming Sunday. Why am I working so hard? Well I had finished the dress a few days ago - at least I thought I had finished. When I went to piece it together I realized that the front was much smaller than the back panel and the sleeves were WAY to small. Damn! What happened? I had finished the back section a while ago. The little people swiped my crochet hook and cast it off into the netherworlds never to be found again. I switched to a hook I thought was pretty damn close to the size of the other one. I was WRONG. The front is really small. Aaarrrggghhhh! Odd thing happened. After I look at everything and start panicing the hook I was using to finish disapears... off to the netherwords again! I'm pissed now. I tell hubby the issue, he listens sympathetically (at least it seemed like he was sympathetic...) as I search the couch and underneath for the missing hook. No damn hook! I'm ready to scream. I look by the computer desk and I see a gold colored hook. Well fuck! THATS the hook I started the damn dress with! I ask hubby where he found it, he confirmed my suspicions - he found it in his room (the netherworlds)! Thoes little monsters I gave birth to had stashed it in their daddy's stuff in hopes that I would never find it and would thus go insane from frustration - but their naughty plot was foiled by their daddy cleaning the netherworlds (he must have run out of underware).
So I have to be brief with my computer time for now, I must finish this dress.
Desperate Measures To Attract Pussy
Sheesh! My sister. She doused her pant leg in cat nip just to get my cat to pay attention to her. Some people! (OK, not completly true. She had catnip spilled on her and my cat - who adores her and is always on her lap within seconds of her being in my house - was going crazy for her pant leg.)
OK, enough about me (yeah I bet you never thought you'd never read that!) - I have to get back to my crochet!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!
Today's edition of Karmically Challenged Life will be all about ME! (as if that is different from any other day)
Today is my birthday and I am feeling a little self centered, if you stop by today you have to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY - leave a comment or say it on the tag board - tell me how great I am (scarcasm) and how much you LOVE me (more sarcasm) or just say Happy day to me (not sarcasm).
Must go to bed now... Lots to write about tomorrow... not sure if I'll remember a damn bit of it or not, but I need sleep now.
Today's edition of Karmically Challenged Life will be all about ME! (as if that is different from any other day)
Today is my birthday and I am feeling a little self centered, if you stop by today you have to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY - leave a comment or say it on the tag board - tell me how great I am (scarcasm) and how much you LOVE me (more sarcasm) or just say Happy day to me (not sarcasm).
Must go to bed now... Lots to write about tomorrow... not sure if I'll remember a damn bit of it or not, but I need sleep now.
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