Katrina... and the waves!

Boy am I glad I don't live on the ocean! I knew there was something good about Ohio. I bet we've had at least 2-3" of rain thus far, and we're supposed to get even more.
So yes, the dog already pooped in the house tonight, and it's only 7:40! Nice, last night she did as well. But she has a new and possibly more (no not more) gross habit. She's an underware bandit. She takes our underware (she has easy access, since her crate is in the laundry room), she steals them right out of the hamper (which I'd like to see) and runs into her crate with them. The weird thing is, she doesn't rip or destroy them. I think she just, well, licks them. EWWWWWW!
Okay, maybe more later, it's bedtime for a few members of this household.
Okay everyone but me and Angus are sleeping now (or so it seems). So I keep thinking of the band Katrina and the Waves, and how that equates to the hurricane and how their one hit was 'Walking on Sunshine' and how nobody down south feels that way right now.
Rain rain go away : -)
On the brighter side, the toads are going apeshit out there. And that is COOL!
My thoughts tonight are with Luke as he and his wife have had quite an ordeal the last few days and she is hospitalized right now. I'm thinking of you guys. Call if there is anything you need!

I'm back

Sorry to anyone who actually checks in. I took a few blog days off as my brother was visiting and life was otherwise hectic too. I had to break down and turn on the word verification. Sorry. It doesn't take that long to type in the word when you are commenting. And it is so disappointing when you think you have 19 comments and you really have 4 or 5...
Stupid ass spammers are trying to ruin everything. Who are the dummies who buy or use stuff that is forced on them in their comments or their email? I hate you!
Crazy evening. Dog poos? Only one tonight. Why the hell does my font keep changing size? Oh who cares. Made banana bread tonight. And I did my homework which was to fill out some forms for the school.
Tomorrow will be utter madness. Well, I don't have much to say, and I'm going to get off the computer now so that I can call Luke and check in on his family.

A better night.

Well, tonight has gone well, aside from cooking dinner for one of the hubby's friends who isn't a very gracious guest. Oh well.. The guy has been helping us out loads, so it was the least I could do. And like many people I encounter every day, he is socially retarded.
Doggies have been good today (as far as I know). No wait, I had to clean up poo at 7 am. Seems like 2 weeks ago though. I guess she's been forgiven. Dinner wasn't anything spectacular mind you. But when someone serves you BBQ chicken, do you make a point of saying how you don't add anything to anything and you really prefer stuff plain? That is a topic for a different crowd, not the insane working mom who has been preparing you a meal for the last 1 1/2 hours! duh Al.

Sinus Headache, but no dog poop!

There, I could leave just the title and keep my whining to a minimum. It's only 8:35, but I am about to turn in for the night. My head is killing me and we have a big day ahead.
I really made no dinner tonight (unless someone out there would actually call fish sticks food). But I like nights when I don't cook. There are hardly any dishes or utensils to deal with. The kitchen is our brand of clean. It's relatively early and I don't have any really offensive messes to worry about.
I haven't been sleeping well. Hopefully tonight will end that streak. It's like my mind just keeps racing after I've laid down. I need a good book. It will take my mind of the day, and the next day just long enough for relaxation to catch me off gaurd.
Some lonely blog surfer, comment here tonight. Say something intriguing to keep up my interest in this whole blog thing. And then I can check out your blog, that would be a nice suprise tomorrow.
Okay, I'm off to scrounge up some sinus meds, and then it's off to bed.

Amendment I to Blogantic post...

Small yellow puppy, so cute/cuddly/charming (well not so small anymore I guess). Has pooped in my house again. That smell, it just, stays there.
Enough whining though, soon I will be in bed. And while I will toss and turn all night in an attempt to get comfortable (relieve back pain, thrashing around in my human-hole) at least I will be in bed. It's good sleeping weather and the hubby is working late in the barn. I love to have the bed all to myself, for a little while. I just realized for the 4th time today that tomorrow is only Wednesday. The weeks become longer and longer the more you hate your job.
Course I said enough whining and there I went whining again. Is that all this blog business is good for?
Okay some things I am very very grateful for (grateful to whom? nobody in particular, I don't think my gatitude needs an object). Anyway here goes:
1)The husband
2)The kids
3)No, not the dogs (ha) my health, and that of my family (especially the parents!) Whiny sidenote here: I have this recurrant rash on my shins, off and on for quite some time now. I think it may be psoraisis, but I don't think it's a real threat just yet.
4)My job (no this isn't a joke, I get paid for being there and the benefits don't totally suck.
5)My friends, I have many, and the quality even outshines the quantity.
So something upbeat on my blog for a change. Also I am grateful to those who are more skillful and talented with their blogs and their HTML, their writing, and their paintshop etc... You know who you are. It is fun to see what others create. Though I can't go the extra and be grateful for the Internet, it's mostly used for bad (right) and it is keeping me from my housework some of the time which I cannot really afford. And it is much harder to stay on task at work with this cyber world just a click away.

Blogantic!

Well,
I've finally reached some mystical limit on the activity here so that I am now qualified to receive splog, or is it blam? Which do you prefer to call blog spam? They must monitor number of hits or comments, and when you reach some minimum... blam!
Well, I must say I was shocked to see 10 comments under one of my mundane and whiny posts, but with two being spam, it is easier to understand. I am a little worried about my blog addiction. Sure mainly I am reading one other blog, but I have caught myself getting curious and surfing blogs. Also I am trying to post more as my popularity here is going nuts! It's still early in the evening, but so far, no dog pee anywhere but outdoors, and the kids are super sweet.
My blog life would really be fun if only my brother could recover his blog or would start a new one. He's so insane and sarcastic, that I just know he'd have a huge liberal following in no time. Also he has a bit more blog time than I do. He's so opinionated. Maybe somone will post a tip here and tell us if there is anything we can do for a blog that has evaporated (see the link Glenn's Brain Dumps to the left). I'm telling you it was the start a beautiful thing. And whoo hoo Glenn's going to be visiting us the weekend.
I'm fairly certain I will take this Friday off, I have to take the kids to an appointment in the early part of the day, and all the driving and rushing makes me really crazy!
Okay, 10 min max to blog surf, and then I will just go back to the grind.

My Midlife Crisis

I already know what you are thinking, "Mary, you are far too young to be having a midlife crisis." Well, I've colored my hair red, so you tell me. I have earned a MLC, last night was hell with my kids protesting dinner and my puppy protesting the whole housetraining process. I'm tired, slept like shit on my expensive Serta matress that has giant human indentatinons!!! This shouldn't happen with a mattress that is under two years old, and two humans neither of whom is even average sized (I am fairly certain we both fall below the median adult weight for our gender in this country). WTF?? My back is killing me and although I am hopeful that I haven't reached the midpoint of my life, I feel like I am well beyond, as I can't straighten up for the first 1/2 hour of every day. What a spectacle I make of myself walking the dogs hunched over in my jammies. Good thing nobody can see me.
Okay, all in all though, I feel very fortunate so I'll stop now!

Congratulations!

Congratulations Luke and D.
They had a baby girl today (as planned) via c-section. Took most of the surprise out of it I'd say... Anyway, I'll see her tomorrow, I'm sure she's a cutie. Mom had a rough go though, lost a lot of blood and received a few transfusions. Scary. Anyway last I heard everyone was doing okay. I can't wait to meet her. I love holding new babies.
Now I just need to hear from Heather about her dad...

An entry from home... again

I know I am getting very scary with the from home blogging. What has happened? It's some sort of 'Mary ' thing. A little time and pleasure for mom, hope that's okay with everyone. Dinner is going to be very very late today, not my fault, but if we don't eat soon, the kids will be super crabby (get off the phone honey and cook these steaks please).
Tomorrow is a very big day. My good friend and his wife will be welcoming their second child into the world via c-sect scheduled in the morning. I am very excited for them. The doc said it's going to be a little girl, since they have a boy already I'd say that that is perfect. Though my friends and I have spoken often about how people these days seem to (by and large) have two kids of the same sex. Very few in our large extended circle have one or more of each. Weird, I'm thinking it's something we've done to taint this world...
I'm so exhausted today with really no explanation, although I'm slightly blue and not quite right, which I think maybe all of it can be attributed to the evil one, Flo, who is out there lurking right now. Damn you woman!! I've thought about how nice it would be sometimes to be a man!
Work sucks, I work on old computers with buggy software and people who lack human socialization. What are the odds that a social butterfly (we make friends wherever we go) like me would get stuck working in an organization where most others were raised by wolves? Go figure. Anyway at least there was a ton of fattening food that I have no business eating around there today! Thank you Jodie for the squash bread, and Lance?! for the Salsa, and I only have myself to blame for the cursed brownies!!!
Tomorrow is Friday, I feel like kicking up my heels and going to bed at 8:00pm : - )
I may on the other hand go out and do a tiny bit of shopping for the new baby girl in our lives. Diapers!
My thoughts are with Luke and D and with Heather also as life is being a bit rough on her this week. Also thinking a lot about uncle Chuck who had a quadruple! by-pass surgery and a valve repair this week (he is like 70!). It's been a busy and worrisome week, I hope the baby is well, and Bruce too, and uncle Chuck!!!

Morbid thought of the day...

If you know me, you know I tend to think of 'what ifs' sometimes to the point of being a bit crazy. Ok, so I've recently been sucked into this british woman's blog. I actually log in from home on evenings and weekends to see what she's written, or if she has commented back to me on anything I wrote. So the other day, I was thinking how I don't know who she is, and she doesn't know me. But what if one day, out of the blue, she stopped blogging? Now this woman blogs many times a day (unless she is at a wedding). So for her to just stop would be strange. So I started thinking how a person could go missing, and what if only their Internet community noticed. Say you had no job, and no family, but you blogged daily? Strange huh? Then I was thinking how much I enjoy this particular blog and what a shame it would be if she stopped for some reason (or god forbid went missing etc...) (oops gotta get brownies out of the oven). Anyway, it would leave a void with people all over the world. It's kinda cool that a blog can have an impact (of any sort) on so many people in different places. Also, I've found myself wondering what would happen if I met this chick? Would I even like her. I am always reminding people that you never ever know someone until you meet them. Then you use your chemistry and your intuition to know if they are any good. On the Internet we can be as good or as bad as we want, and we can make others believe it... Food for thought.
So tonight the kids and I are going to Heather's house for dinner and playtime. They still have a huge inflated bouncy tent set up from this weekend's party and they have invited us for one more bounce before it goes back (to Mark's aunt and uncle (wonder what they use it for... ew)) Only kidding... But being a good friend and hopefully a great houseguest, I decided to bring brownies and a cucumber salad over. Had the day off of work for Kindergarten orientation. Yes, I cried when I saw the classroom, and the busses! What a dork!

An actual conversation!!

This conversation took place as I was using the toilet. Of course mothers everywhere know that there is no privacy for mom, we don't even try because the minute we are separated from our offsping by a door, someone will cry or fall or panick...
"Is that your pee pee?" my alost 3 yr old said as she pointed into my cleavage.
"No," I replied very matter-of-fact.
"Is it?" She asked again.
"No honey it is not"
"Mommy, is that your pee pee?"
"No sweetie, those are my boobs, and that is the space between them," I said as I lowered my shirt a tad just to clear up the issue.
"Is that your butt mommy?" she asked pointing again to my cleavage.
"No sweetie, those are mommies boobs."
Honestly we have so many similar conversations (not all about anatomy) but with these types you have to be careful not to laugh or get embarassed because if she gets any type of dramatic reaction, she will ask every stranger she meets "Is that your pee pee" while pointing somewhere that clearly isn't. Kids are so funny.

I'm either a floor lamp or an end table...

This may seem nonsensical to you at first, but think about it. Are either of those things really all that exciting? Do you thank God, your lucky stars or anyone else for them on a daily basis? When was the last time you heard someone say, I can't wait to get home to my floorlamp. Or my floorlamp is the best thing that ever happened to me? Bet you can't remember. Anyway I think I am more like the end table anyway. You barely ever notice it. It's there, you know it is there because you have somewhere to put your nighttime stuff. And of course the remote is sitting upon it, it must be there. Are you grateful for it? Do you appreciate it's helpfull nature. Of course not. It's a table.
I used to be something really fun, like a new motorcycle, or the new CD by your favorite artist. Something that you felt lucky to have. Something you couldn't wait to try out or show off. I guess over time, even motorcycles and Cds lose their shine, you think about them less everyday and take them totally for granted.
I guess that is the nature of relationships and the reason that we sometimes wonder why we made the choices we did...
Sorry if you are reading this and I'm bumming you out. Misery loves company I suppose.

My Poor Blog

It's sad how I've neglected it! Where the hell is Luke, it is breakfast time. I wonder if his wife is giving birth. I guess since she's scheduled a week from tomorrow I will think that anytime he is MIA. This week has been one of the most tiring and stressful I've had in awhile. Meetings all day about a program, my insight is needed as to what we need/don't need and how to achieve it. Makes me feel important, but I am whipped. I'm having a bad hair day already. Someone asked me my blog address, and I didn't want to give it because my blog is so lame and pathetic. If I had time I suppose I could do some fun stuff here, and maybe, just maybe people would want to read it. I mean other people, not just my two adoring fans. Anyway, Glenn please look into the blog, get it back online! It was a lot of fun.

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Happy Anniversary

I almost forgot, it was 16 years ago today that I married Renato (Ronny)!! Wow, I was such a baby then!!!

Oh what a night

6:00 pm - roll into driveway with kids.
6:15 pm -begin frantically searching for Angus while trying to prepare dinner.
6:30 pm - drive down the road and neighboring roads while G cooks on grill.
7:00 pm -call the country sheriff's office to report lost dog.
for the next hour, check on kids sporadically in between trips outside to yell, clap, whistle and walk parts of yard w/o poison ivy while G drives around looking...
8:00 pm - sigh of relief, there he is coming through the yard, call G, call sheriff.
4:40 am - awake to the sound of Angus peeing, clean up pee.
5:00 am - take Moxie out to pee.
6:30 am - begin normal ratrace!

Going to Friday's for lunch, I need a drink!!!

Awwww Crap

I lost $3.00 this morning out of my so called "pocket" in these good for nothing pants!!! That really chaps my ass!!!!

Nothing to say...

I feel obligated to post although I don't know that I have anything of interest to say. Sprinkler park (or Spray ground if you like) was fun. The kids love that. Even though that's hard to tell with the pained expressions on C's face and the way she barely gets wet, or plays, or interacts. I had a nice night with them. They were so good for me. They were starved when we got home and had a big snack before bed. When is it again that uncle Glenn is coming to town? I am wondering if C will be in Kindergarten by then.