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  • Friday, October 31, 2008

    Flaming Bag Of Poo...


    This is for you. Press the "stomp" button until you step on him.

    Happy Halloween! May your evening be bewitching.

    Thursday, October 30, 2008

    Chill...

    Vote on November 4th. Don't be stupid. Voting is a privilege, so go do it. If you don't vote, you're a putz.

    Wednesday, October 29, 2008

    My Favorite Holiday...

    I love, love, love Halloween. Friday just can't come soon enough. We've got a birthday party to go to when I get home from work. Then we're off to go trick-or-treating.

    And then I get to eat all of Jack and Liv's candy. It's one of the perks of having kids. Heh.



    You Are Candy Corn



    Your Halloween personality is whimsical, colorful, and creative.

    You see Halloween as a time to get your creative juices flowing.

    Each year, Halloween can't start soon enough for you.

    You tend to go all out for Halloween. You decorate like crazy and always dress up.

    Tuesday, October 28, 2008

    Breakin'...

    It's too bad she had to walk in and ruin the whole thing. I hate her. And if she winks at me one more time, I'm going to pluck out every last one of her eyelashes.
    Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go take a ride on my broom. I'm feeling a little witchy. Heh.

    Monday, October 27, 2008

    Unlike Most People, I Actually Love Mondays...




    You Are Monday



    Like this day of the week, you are ruled by the moon.

    More than anything, you are flexible. You are moody and impressionable. You are easily influenced by the world around you. And while you can be temperamental, you eventually adjust.

    While Mondays tend to be the hardest day for people, you don't mind getting back to regular life. You're the one waking up early and making the coffee while everyone else complains.

    Sunday, October 26, 2008

    Candy From Strangers...


    It's that time of year again. You have to worry about what your neighbors will be putting into your kids' trick-or-treat bags. Of course, you hear warnings every year about checking for open wrappers, inspecting or throwing out the fruit your kid receives, and combing through that trick-or-treat bag with a fine-toothed comb.


    There is a new warning put out by the Canadian Food Inspection
    Agency that has everything to do with a certain candy that was made in China.

    Sherwood brand Pirate's Gold Milk Chocolate coins are being recalled
    due to the fact that they contain Melamine, the ingredient in milk
    products that has caused many infant deaths in China. These candies are
    sold at Costco, as well as many bulk and dollar stores. please make
    sure to check your children's Halloween candy and DO NOT LET THEM EAT
    THE PIRATE COINS
    (you know the ones wrapped in the shiny gold foil in the mesh bags) and
    please let other parents know about this!

    You can verify this on Snopes:
    http://www.snopes.com/food/warnings/coins.asp

    Saturday, October 25, 2008

    End Of An Error...

    A friend of mine passed these along to me and I thought I'd share them with you. My favorites are #'s 1, 3, 7, 12, & 24. What are your favorites?

    NEW DEMOCRATIC BUMPER STICKERS FOR '08:

    1. Bush: End of an Error.

    2. That's OK, I Wasn't Using My Civil Liberties Anyway.

    3. Let's Fix Democracy in this Country First.

    4. If You Want a Nation Ruled By Religion, Move to Iran.

    5 Bush. Like a Rock. Only Dumber.

    6. If You Can Read This, You're Not Our President.

    7. Of Course It Hurts: You're Getting Screwed by an Elephant.

    8. Hey, Bush Supporters: Embarrassed Yet?

    9. George Bush: Creating the Terrorists Our Kids Will Have to Fight.

    10. Impeachment: It's Not Just for Blow jobs Anymore.

    11. America: One Nation, Under Surveillance.

    12. They Call Him "W" So He Can Spell It.

    13. Whose God Do You Kill For?

    14. Jail to the Chief.

    15. No, Seriously, Why Did We Invade Iraq?

    16. Bush: God's Way of Proving Intelligent Design is Full Of Crap.

    17. Bad President! No Banana.

    18. We Need a President Who's Fluent In At Least One Language.

    19. We're Making Enemies Faster Than We Can Kill Them.

    20. Is It Vietnam Yet?

    21. Bush Doesn't Care About White People, Either.

    22. Where Are We Going? And Why Are We In This Handbasket?

    23. You Elected Him. You Deserve Him.

    24. Dubya, Your Dad Shoulda Pulled Out, Too.

    25. When Bush Took Office, Gas Was $1.46.

    26. Pray For Impeachment.

    27. The Republican Party: Our Bridge to the 11th Century.

    28. What Part of "Bush Lied" Don't You Understand?

    29. One Nation Under Clod.

    Friday, October 24, 2008

    Two Great Reasons To Celebrate Halloween...

    Today is Jack and Liv's Halloween Party at playgroup. So, last night they practiced wearing their costumes for fun.

    I don't know what was so funny, but they were having a lot of fun pretending it was Halloween.

    A puppy and a pumpkin make a great team.

    Jack's becoming quite fond of the camera now.

    I've never seen a pumpkin with such great teeth.

    This is the sweetest pumpkin you'll ever see.

    Livie's not sure if she wants to be a puppy or a pumpkin. As you may have noticed, she's been pictured wearing two different costumes in this post.

    There's nothing like jumping on the bed with your Halloween costume on.

    Livie's not really throwing up a gang sign. She's asking if I'm done taking pictures yet. And Jack is completely exasperated by it all. Heh.

    Love, love, and more love!

    Ten years ago, if someone would've told me that parenting could be this fun, I would've had ten kids by now. This is going to be a great Halloween for us. Only one more week! I can't wait!

    Thursday, October 23, 2008

    I'm So Mean...


    Worst Best Man Ever @ Yahoo! Video

    Perhaps I'm just a mean person, but I laughed my ass off at this. Sure, I feel bad for her, but you have to admit...you laughed, too. Talk about an unforgettable wedding day. I wonder if the best man will ever live this down. Heh.

    You can thank my niece Blondie for sending this my way!

    (If the video didn't embed properly, just click on the link. You can't miss this.)

    Wednesday, October 22, 2008

    C'mon, Play Fair...

    You mean to tell me NO ONE wants to even attempt to caption yesterday's picture? You guys are no fun at all.

    Just do it. I'm in need of a serious laugh. And just to show you how much I need to laugh, look here.

    Now give it a go, will ya?

    Tuesday, October 21, 2008

    Humor Me...

    Caption this picture and make my day with it. Heh.

    Monday, October 20, 2008

    I Like Groovy Socks...



    What Your Socks Say About You


    You Are:

    - Quite dazzling

    - A lively person

    - Known as exciting

    - Warm and open


    Sunday, October 19, 2008

    "God" Is A Lie...

    I just received an email from my college, telling me to save the date for my graduation.
    January 21, 2009
    That's the day I would've had my baby. Fuck. I don't know if I'll be going or not.
    One step up and two steps back...all the time...WTF? Is there ever going to be a time when I'm not constantly reminded of my miscarriage?
    "God" is a lie. If there is one, he's a big fucking joke and he'll never get my vote. Tell me, what "God" would send me reminders like this every time I start to feel even a little bit better? Fuck you is all I have to say to him. Fuck you and leave me alone already. Haven't you done enough? Go pick on the pregnant crackheads, you fuck.
    Angry much? Right now, yeah.
    One step up and two steps back...all the time...

    Saturday, October 18, 2008

    Two Dicks, Drugs, A Bomb, A Black Eye, & A Midterm...

    Yesterday was a shit day for me. Let me recap some of the highlights for you.

    1. I had a student, M, who absolutely would not stop grabbing his penis in class. Yeah, you read that correctly...grabbing his penis. Mind you, these are eighth-graders who know better and know they should not be doing that in public. So, I wrote him up, sent him to the principal, and called his father. What made this funny was that, later in the day, they had their sex ed talk in science class and they got to see graphic pictures of STD's. All the kids pointed to M and said he had crabs. *Chuckle*

    2. Another student, A, has some serious issues. He's got ADHD, just started meds again yesterday, and has impulsivity issues. He thinks nothing of blurting out racial slurs, swearing incessantly, and is extremely loud. It's almost like he has Tourette's. I see him for 124 minutes straight each day, where I basically have to babysit him. That's a long time to be in class with anyone. Well, today he told me to "go fucking suck a dick." Now, I have been extremely patient with this kid, moreso than my nature even allows. However, that kind of disrespect is not something I take lightly. I more than bend over backwards for this kid to make sure he's on track, but he just keeps taking one step forward and two steps back. Today, I'd had enough of him and moved for a one-day suspension. I even went to him to let him know that I was upset that he didn't even think to apologize. The kid really does like me and we get along fine, but he has these emotional issues that cast a dark shadow over everything about this kid that is good. And today I let him have it. He did wind up saying he was sorry a few times to me. It appeared to be genuine, but with this kid, you just never know. What made me laugh was when I found out that in his last period class, he was giving the math teacher a hard time. Having reached his breaking point, much like me, the math teacher did something else. He told the kid to shut his "fucking mouth." Heh. Okay, so that's not right, but neither is the abuse all the teachers take on a daily basis from this kid who is so unbelievably high maintenance. I'm not excusing the math teacher's actions, but I do understand why he said it. At the end of the day, I went to that teacher and told him that only I had earned the right to say something like that to that kid, but he'd beat me to it. I'm glad it was him and not me, though. I don't want to be in that kind of hot water.

    3. A parent tipped off the administration that drugs were being passed around by the students. No one knew where they wound up because the kids were too slick. Lockers were searched; kids were searched; nothing was found. And the whole day was disrupted by it.

    4. Then there was a bomb scare in the parking lot at work. Yeah, the bomb squad came. It was nothing, but it was suspicious, so it had to be reported. WTF?

    5. Literally, one minute before I came home, Jack shoved Livie into their little table and chairs. When he saw that she was crying, he pushed her again, causing her to now have a black eye. Yeah, lovely. They were playing rough, things got out of control, and someone got hurt. Now, Livie looks like a boxer fresh from a fight. These two think nothing of hurting each other. I don't get it. He pushes her down; she kicks him in the face. Then they laugh and do it again. What's that all about?

    6. After all that stress, I got to take my midterm exam.

    I'm glad yesterday came and went. I don't want to repeat it. I just want to enjoy my niece Blondie's 25th birthday today and pray that Monday doesn't come too soon. Yeesh.

    Friday, October 17, 2008

    Selective Taste Buds...

    My kids have decided that they no longer like those little microwaveable mini-pancakes anymore. To be honest, they haven't liked them in a very long time. And, honestly, I don't like them, either. They're like eating rubber. However, I kept serving them, wasting money on them as I watched myself throw them in the garbage each time. They have selective taste buds and only prefer homemade pancakes...from scratch. That's fine with me, but I'm a working mother and have to be out of the house at 7:30am each day. The odds of me making homemade pancakes each morning are about as great as me winning the fucking lottery without buying a ticket.

    Our Nanny, however, had a few left over from the other day, so I tricked my kids. I popped those suckers into the toaster and served them for dinner. Lo and behold, they ate them all up, not knowing I hadn't made them especially for them, with love, from scratch. Jack had his with butter only, as usual. And Livie, for once, actually ate them, but had to have maple syrup on them. It's one of her many demands, you know. You see, when Hubby makes pancakes and bacon on his days off, Jack always eats the pancakes and Livie only eats the bacon. That's how they roll.

    So, Hubby is off from work today. What do you think they're eating for breakfast? You guessed it...pancakes and bacon. And guess who gets to miss out on it? Yep, that's me. That's okay because I told Hubby to make many of them so that I can freeze them and put them in the toaster at will on days when I don't have the time to be a gourmet chef in the morning.

    It's my way of cheating and I like it like that. Heh. What are your shortcuts?

    Thursday, October 16, 2008

    Reserved Analyst...

    Who would've known? Heh.

    Wednesday, October 15, 2008

    Yoga Baby...

    Livie loves yoga. I do not lie. She loves getting into the Downward Dog position, immediately following it up with the Cobra. This kid is something else, I tell ya. She's also taking quite a liking to tai chi. For her, we call it Baby Tai Chi. She does Moving Clouds, slowly and methodically. She also does the Crane, with her eyes closed and on one foot just like the kid in "Karate Kid" did it.

    Now, of course, Jack is getting into it. He sees Livie having so much fun doing it that he wants to do it, too. While he's not as graceful as she is, he's getting there little by little. When I say she's graceful, you have no idea just how smooth she is, especially for a two-and-a-half year old. And she's learning new poses every day.

    I've got to snap some pictures of this or take a video of it. You won't believe your eyes.

    Tuesday, October 14, 2008

    Spaghetti Western...

    The Good: Remember what I wrote the other day? Livie cut two bottom molars over the weekend. I knew it! She's getting back to her old self, little by little. She's happier, but still a bit on the moody side. And every so often, she complains of having "fur" in her mouth, asking me to get it out. She's got to get used to these new foreign objects taking up space in her beautiful mouth. It won't take long.

    The Bad: Of course, that's when she'll probably get the upper molars, right? And we can go through it all over again. Heh.

    The Ugly: And to put a downer on everything good that's going on, I have THIS to contend with again. Yeah, not so good. I pretty much cried all morning and threw myself into a frenzy of projects the rest of the day just to keep busy. I'm hoping that I don't go through this anymore after January 27th. Maybe then I'll have some sort of closure, the kind that I need.

    Monday, October 13, 2008

    Haunted Houses...

    Predator lenders have screwed some kids out of candy on Halloween. Fuckers.

    Sunday, October 12, 2008

    My Kind Of Cake...


    Popcorn Cake

    INGREDIENTS:
    18 cups popped popcorn
    1 1/2 cups gumdrops
    1 cup whole peanuts
    1 (10.5 ounce) package miniature marshmallows
    1/2 cup butter

    DIRECTIONS :

    Butter one 10 inch tube or bundt pan.
    Toss the popcorn with the gumdrops and cashews.
    Melt the marshmallows with the butter or margarine. Pour over the popcorn mixture and mix well. Press the mixture into the prepared pan. Butter hands before pressing firmly into pan. Chill and remove from pan.

    This looks like so much fun to make and it's very simple. Instead of using a bowl as the mold, I'll use a bundt pan; that's prettier to me. And I just might have to throw in some peanut butter for good measure. I'm going to have to make this ASAP. Doesn't it look like fun?

    Saturday, October 11, 2008

    Getting Mouthy...


    I think Livie's cutting her second set of molars. She's unusually cranky and is complaining about having "fur" in her mouth, like something's in there and she has to get it out. From time to time she tells me her mouth hurts, too. And she's picky about what she's eating.

    I'm trying to figure out if her crankiness has anything to do with being two-and-a-half or if it's attributed to teething. Or maybe it's a little of both. She's awfully whiny lately and I'm hoping it's just a phase, whether it's a teething phase or developmental.

    She's such a cutie; it's hard to see her so ornery because it's just not like her. My poor girl...

    Friday, October 10, 2008

    Un-comfort Food...


    What is it with my kids? They don't like macaroni and cheese. They won't eat it, even if I put bacon in it. They love bacon! They love pasta! They love cheese! Why don't they like it all together? And when did Livie become picky about what she eats? I'm baffled.

    I guess it's one of those mysteries that only my picky eaters know the answer to.

    Thursday, October 09, 2008

    Pass It On...


    Please tell ten friends to tell ten today! The Breast Cancer site is having trouble getting enough people to click on their site daily to meet their quota of donating at least one free mammogram a day to an underprivileged woman. It takes less than a minute to go to their site and click on 'donating a mammogram' for free (pink window in the middle).

    This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors/advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate mammograms in exchange for advertising. Here's the web site. Pass it along to people you know.

    http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/

    Wednesday, October 08, 2008

    I Love Bananas...



    You Are a Monkey



    You are a very fascinating creature. People are interested in every little thing you do.

    You are smart, curious, and clever. You are naturally witty, and you have a great sense of humor.

    You can see things from many different angles, and you always have an interesting perspective on life.

    You are likely agile and playful. You stay physically fit simply by staying active.

    Tuesday, October 07, 2008

    He's Getting My Vote...

    Bill Cosby is as sick of the election bullshit as the rest of us are. So, what's he decided to do? He's asking us to write his name in on the ballot. If you read about his views, my goodness, he just might win. It might all be humor, but it sure is better than the verbal diarrhea coming out of the candidates' mouths lately.

    I HAVE DECIDED TO BECOME A WRITE-IN CANDIDATE.

    HERE IS MY PLATFORM:

    (1) "Press 1 for English" is immediately banned. English is the official language; speak it or wait at the border until you can.

    (2) We will immediately go into a two year isolationist posture to straighten out the country's attitude. NO imports, no exports. We will use Wal-Mart's policy, "If we ain't got it, you don't need it."

    (3) When imports are allowed, there will be a 100% import tax on it.

    (4) All retired military personnel will be required to man one of our many observation towers on the southern border. (six month tour) They will be under strict orders not to fire on SOUTHBOUND aliens.

    (5) Social security will immediately return to its original state. If you didn't put nuttin in, you ain't getting nuttin out; the president nor any other politician will not be able to touch it.

    (6) Welfare - Checks will be handed out on Fridays at the end of the 40 hour school week and the successful completion of urinalysis and a passing grade.

    (7) Professional Athletes --Steroids - The FIRST time you check positive you're banned for life.

    (8) Crime - We will adopt the Turkish method: the first time you steal, you lose your right hand. There are no more life sentences. If convicted, you will be put to death by the same method you chose for your victim; gun, knife, strangulation, etc.

    (9) One export will be allowed: wheat. The world needs to eat. A bushel of wheat will be the exact price of a barrel of oil.

    (10) All foreign aid using American taxpayer money will immediately cease, and the saved money will pay off the national debt and ultimately lower taxes. When disasters occur around the world, we'll ask the American people if they want to donate to a disaster fund, and each citizen can make the decision whether it's a worthy cause.

    (11) The Pledge of Allegiance will be said every day at school and every day in Congress.

    (12) The National Anthem will be played at all appropriate ceremonies, sporting events, outings, etc.

    Sorry if I stepped on anyone's toes but a vote for me will get you better than what you have, and better than what you're gonna get. Thanks for listening, and remember to write in my name on the ballot in November.
    God Bless America!

    Bill Cosby

    Monday, October 06, 2008

    Everything I Need To Say...

    is in the following posts:

    Here, here, here, here, and here. To some, it may just be a game. To others, it's a lifestyle born from family tradition and steeped in unconditional love.

    In my family, we cry about this because it's part of who we are. It's not just a game. It's the spirit of diehard fans.

    I had hoped I wouldn't have to say this, but maybe next year. Sigh. I'm still in shock and denial. It's just too hard to talk about, really.

    Sunday, October 05, 2008

    Under My Umbrella...

    What Your Red Umbrella Says About You

    When faced with adversity, you respond aggressively. A part of you enjoys being challenged.
    You don't back down easily. You have the confidence and character to lead.

    You are outrageously brazen with you ideas, opinions, and statements.
    You'll say what you think, and no one will silence you!

    On a rainy day: you should continue your plan to rule the world... while everyone stays home and naps

    Saturday, October 04, 2008

    Fun, Fun, Fun...

    Today is going to be a fun day. Jack and Livie have gymnastics in the morning, followed by a harvest festival just steps away from their class, next to our park. There will be all kinds of activities for them to participate in, too. I'm really looking forward to it. Another park nearby is having a pumpkin patch and it just might be worth going to.

    Yesterday, our Nanny took both kids (plus her own daughter whose only six months younger than Livie) to their playgroup class at the park. All three kids were wonderfully behaved and had a great time. Jack seems to really like playgroup, too. There are bikes, soccer balls, crafts, etc. It's all held in a huge gymnasium at our park so the kids can run wild and free, too. It's organized, but there's still plenty of time for free play. Jack works up quite a sweat when he's there.

    And Livie says she has friends now (which absolutely breaks my heart when I hear her say that). Jack, Livie, and Bridget might be the only kids in the playgroup that actually speak any English, so it's hard for them to communicate with the other kids who only speak Polish. It's the social exposure that means everything. They have a blast and that's what counts.

    I'm glad we enrolled them in classes at the park a couple times a week. All of this is right up Jack's alley because he needs that intense physical movement in order to regulate his sensory needs. After he comes home from playgroup, you'd never know he has sensory processing disorder because he's so incredibly regulated. I find that right after he has been very physical, he actually learns the best. He winds up being very open to learning new stuff and gets much, much less frustrated. He gets bored if he can't get sweaty and that's when trouble brews. The intense activity in the morning winds up lasting him a day and a half! Since they have gymnastics this morning, all the physical activity over the last two days combined will last him the entire weekend, believe it or not. December 1st is the enrollment date for winter classes. I'm thinking it's a great idea, unless I wind up putting him in preschool. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

    What have I learned?

    Jack + intense physical activity = one very happy boy which = one very happy household.

    Ya gotta love that.

    Friday, October 03, 2008

    One Busy Bee...

    I'm so glad it's Friday. It's been quite a long week.

    I started my eleventh class toward my Masters degree this week. One more after this and I'm done with this particular program. By Christmas, I'll have a second degree under my belt. I've really had to budget my time wisely with this. Basically, any work I need to do for school, I do when the kids go to bed. That's just the way it is. I'm interested in starting the second program this college has to offer once I'm done with this program, too. And it will take half the time the first program did because I've already had half of the classes needed for it.

    Yeah, it's been busy around here. I long for the days when I could just go home from work and take a nap. It's been years since I was able to do that, but I often look back and smile at how carefree my younger days were.

    With a three-and-a-half year old spirited boy and an almost two-and-a-half year old charismatic girl, I have my hands full. However, I wouldn't change my place in life for the world. I'm one lucky woman.

    Thursday, October 02, 2008

    That's Gotta Hurt...

    Anyone who wears flip flops has been guilty of just trying to slip them on and walk at the same time. This guy, however, made the mistake of wearing a stupid hat and carrying what appears to be a glass of milk while doing so.

    I could watch this over and over and not feel bad for him. Is that bad?

    Here's the link, just in case the video decides not to work. Heh.

    Wednesday, October 01, 2008

    S-T-O-P...

    We were driving home from my Mom's the other day when I noticed that Livie kept reading the stop signs. She'd spell out the word S-T-O-P and then say, "stop." It occurred to me that she was, in fact, reading. And when we didn't see a stop sign for a while, she asked if we could find one. So, what's a good Mom to do?
    Yeah, I went driving around looking for as many stop signs as I could. She was happy; I was happy; and we all slept good that night. Jack, too, got into the act and after a while, we were all reading every single sign we encountered.
    It's easy to please my kids. All you have to do is read to them. They are so thirsty for knowledge that we even have a "word of the day" on our dry erase board in our kitchen. It's the first thing Livie asks about each morning. Jack makes it look like he could care less, but I know it sinks in.
    My kids are an English teacher's dream. I guarantee, though, that if I weren't an English teacher and I were a math teacher instead, my kids would be obsessed with numbers instead of letters. Would it surprise you at all if I told you that Livie knows the difference between "good" and "well" and can use them both correctly?
    Heh. Their teachers are going to kill me someday.