Ah, I bet you are sitting at your computer, hunched over like the rest of us with the terrible posture that would make my Nana poke you in the back...wondering why on earth you should read my ramblings. I've got only one answer for you...in view of the fact that I happen to be a bit of a wackadoo, my musings can be your evidence that you are completely normal, thus relieving you of the fear that you have gone loco. Leave that part to me. Oh, and I love to use the thesaurus, as I have an affinity for elocution and a deep seated, albeit odd obsession with grandiose language.
So dig in and be prepared...

Sunday, December 30, 2012

For tired young mothers of many...

like me.  I read this post and the waterworks just spewed forth...What a gift and a true reminder that although this too shall pass, please don't let it pass to quickly...Already my big girl double digits and my baby talks in sentences, my in betweens are changing every day and the years just race by at the speed of snuggles & laundry, meals and clean up, school and holidays.  Read & enjoy, my friends.  Slow down the race and enjoy the walk.
Click the link below & grab your tissues!

For tired young mothers of many

This is not what I had in mind for my last weekend of 2012...

the stupid, stinky, icky, shivery, stuffy, sinus killing, FLU.  
Last night my bloody teeth ached so badly that I could have sworn one of those annoying little keebler elves was wedged firmly in mouth with a tiny sledgehammer, wacking away...ah, the joys of intense SINUS pressure.  Thanks, little germ.  Apparently it's not enough that Charley spent 2 days throwing up, 3 days with a fever and 3 days sleeping half the day away...it's not enough that Mercy sounds like a 75 year old smoker in a tiny body...it's not enough that poor Sammy puked up his entire breakfast on me yesterday... STUPID LITTLE GERM.   
Here's my toast to the New Year.  

Thursday, December 27, 2012

I love rainy Saturdays...

or any rainy day at all. Now and forever.
Most people think Southern California has perfect weather...
70 - 80 degrees...
no rain...
no thunderstorms...
it was torture. (save for the Nordstrom's a mere 20 minutes away...and Baja Fresh, oh and Rubios, and let's not forget In-n-Out Burger...I digress.)

For a weather-phile, such as myself...

There is something amazingly comforting about waking up to...
skies drenched in the color of putty,
grass soaked in the droplets of the tears of God,
trees swaying in His breath,
quiet, save for the sound of the laughter of my children.
My greatest gift.

Pet peeves...

well, since I'm on a roll and published FIVE, count 'em, FIVE posts to our family blog, I figured I'd go for an even 6 and be a complete smart *ss on this one.

Here it is, peeps.  My top ten pet peeves for the year 2012.

1.  "Who is this?" responses to group texts.
Why? you ask?  BECAUSE if you just look at the bloody "from" line, you'll see that a whole mess of people recieved the message and chances are some of the people that respond will be people you DON'T KNOW.  Get over it.  (Jeff, this was for you.  LOL)

2.  Rude shoppers.
What, you ask, is a rude shopper?  It is a person or persons who walks right in front of you without having the *bleeping* courtesy to acknowledge your existence, much less say "excuse me."  Clearly, some people just have NO manners.  (And since I have drilled manners into my children since they were BORN, I am clearly NOT one of those people.)

3.  Unreturned phone calls from professionals.
IF you are a professional who advertises a service and I leave you a message requesting a return call regarding something I wish to have done, CALL ME BACK.  Even if you don't want to do the work for me, CALL ME BACK.  It's rude and unprofessional, therefore it makes you NOT good at your job.  And I promise, although I will tell A LOT of people if you are good, I will tell even more if you are RUDE.

4.  Appliance repair people who don't bother to show up or call, then act surprised when you are completely P.O.'ed.  Enough said.

5.  The School Nazi.
The majority of my friends outside the homeschool community are teachers.  If they don't questions my decision and fully support it, what gives you, random stranger, the right to question it.  Bugger off!

6.  The Big Family Nazi.
Not everyone in America wants or wanted 2 or 3 kids.  Some of us are crazy enough to have a few more.  Yes, we know how it happens, yes we love our kids, yes we are done, NO it's not any of your business.  And yes, I would have had more if I wasn't so ADVANCED in my maternal age.  (another pet peeve...)

7.  Rude salesclerks/customer service people/receptionists.
It's your job, you are not doing me a favor and I am not a pain in your patoot.  DO YOUR JOB WITH A SMILE.

8.  Verizon Wireless.
Enough said.

9.  My dad's complete and utter lack of computer and smartphone literacy.
I love ya, Dad, but seriously, you are the smartest person I know and that little phone/computer just beats you every time!

10. My inability to be so organized that I pee on a schedule.
Quite frankly, it's just annoying that I have to interrupt my day to pee.  I'm far too busy for that and it would be much easier if I could just schedule in potty time and stick to it.

Once again...I am here for your entertainment!

Merry Christmas!!