It's Halloween, People!

OMG! It's Halloween! My FAVE holiday! I missed "It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!" Tuesday night and almost shed a tear. Although I won't be dressing up with year, I can't wait to see my little munchkins all dressed up and ready to walk the streets in the the freezing cold,getting all the candy they can get, at least until they get tired after the first 3 streets.

I remember when I was a trick or treater. It seems like I NEVER got tired! I wanted to keep going until the last house gave away it's last tootsie roll! My mom was all for it too! She walked us around the neighborhood until almost everyone's porch lights were off. She never dressed up, but for some reason I think she loved it as much as I do now.

That's why I can't for the life of me understand why people would chose not to celebrate this holiday. What the heck is wrong with dressing up like princesses and Power Rangers and having a ball with all of your friends, getting the pee scared out of you?

Okay, so it was created way back when as a day to scare away spirits or something. Hmmm. I don't even think my kids know what a spirit is. And I surely don't think they are running around doing seances and conjuring up the dead. Hecks no! They only want the candy! It's a holiday for fun. That's it!

Okay, Christmas wasn't created to make sure that Joey gets that $400 gaming system and so that you'll have a reason to buy Sally that new laptop and little Sarah an ipod, was it? Can anyone tell me what the true meaning of Christmas is? (Other that Linus and Charlie Brown) But yet and still, we still use that day for something other than what it should be about.

But come on? Getting candy? Why would you take that day away from your kids? In my house they don't get to eat it anyway. They get a few pieces, I get the chocolate, and the rest goes into the closet to be given away at birthday parties or something. It's a win-win situation around here cause mom LOVES her Reeces Cups!

So I let my kids Trick-or-Treat! Hell Yeah! Cause they love it almost as much as I do. And contrary to what some folks like to tell you, it is perfectly harmless and won't turn your kids into psychos later in life! Look at me!

Okay, that might not be the best example.............

Writer's Workshop: From a glass's point of view.

So, it's that time of week again when Mama Kat gives out her writing assignment. What a way to get through writer's block! If you haven't joined the fun, what are you waiting for? Chose one of these prompts and write. Then get over there to Mama Kat's Losin' It get Mr. Linky'ed up with the rest of us!

The Prompts:

1.) Write from the point of view of a glass at the edge of the table.
2.) Describe a typical day during your Jr. High years.
3.) Why do you write?
4.) When I'm around too much negativity I...
5.) You've been hired as a writer for "Late Show with David Letterman." Your first assignment is to come up with a witty, nonpolitical Top Ten list for him to read on air.




I chose to write something super silly about a glass on the edge:

OMG! How did I end up here? Have I reached my final days? I'm still so young. Sure I have a few scratches, but that's okay! More lips have been on me than Hugh Hephner! And I'm still in my prime. And here I am, on the edge. Can somebody save me? Anybody?

OMG! Here comes that littlest one. She's chasing the dog around the kitchen. Her little feet tapping the floor and I think I'm moving even closer to my doom.

Okay, my last will and testiment. I'm sorry to the plates for alway gloating that I got to sit on the top rack of the dishwasher every night. And I'm sorry to the teacups. I know I was an ass. Also talking about how clear, bright and shiny I am in comparision to your short, dull self. That was just mean.

Here she comes again. And here comes that four legged one, right for the table legs. I'm doomed!

CRACK!

Do you think all the kings horses and all the kings men will be able to put me back together again?

Tag isn't as easy as it use to be!

I was tagged not once but twice. In this game of blogger's tag, you are required to share 7 randon things about yourself. You know, but the time this game is over, I'll have told you my life story!



This time I was tagged by The Mom @ Sex Diaries of a mom & Kristy @ Mommy in Pink. So does that mean that I have to give you guys 14 random things about myself and tag 14 people?



Um....... how about I just combine the two because I'm so ready to hop in the bed.



1. Every single time I catch a cold, I lose my voice. I'm getting sick now. Thanks goodness I found blogging.



2. I haven't spent as much time volunteering at the school or in the classrooms as I should this year. Last year, I never left Runnin' Man's class. This year... eeehhh not so much.



3. I'm guilty of sending my kids to school even when I know that are sick enough to stay home. I love my alone time.



4. I already voted and it feels so good to know that I won't be one of those thousands standing in line on the 4th.



5. I love dogs. My husband doesn't. I almost feel it a necessity to have a dog, and not and outside dog as many people like.



6. Growing up, I 4 guinea pigs (not at the same time), a rabbit, a big turtle for a short time that we found on the side of the road, at least 3 parrotkeets and a dog. I think that's it.



7. Being an Army Brat and a Army Wife has taught me not to get attached to people.



Now for the 7 I'm taggin':

1. Following in my Shoes

2. Livin and Lovin

3. A Place of Comfort

4 The Neurotic Mom

5. Honey Mommy

6. My Brown Baby

7. Cutie Booty Cakes

So there you go! I guess I'm back on the run.... until the next tag!

I loved to be AWARDED! and pass it on!

Okay, I just wanted to take a moment to thank Melissa @ Life with 3 Boys and a Little Lady for thinking enough of me to give me this FABULOUS Award! I can't for the life of me figure out what she sees in me or my little blog, but I think it has a lot to do with the fact that many of the things we talk about are so much alike. So if you are interested in another fabulous blog (yeah, I'm a little conceited today. Got me an award!) You might wanna go check her out!

Cheaper than Therapy

A Dash of Crazy

Mama's Losin' It

The Wise (*Young*) Mommy

Jiggety Jigg

So there you go! Some of Diva Ma's most Fab! Check em out cause they always have something great to share with the blob world!

Bobbing for Apples. Gross or Fun?

Am I the only one who thinks that bobbing for apples with a room full of snotty nosed virus infested first graders is a disgusting activity for a Halloween Party at school? Am I over sensative with this? I mean, to me, there is no other sure way to pass in germs than to mix them all up in a tub full of SPIT! EWWWWWW, I'm gagging just thinking about it. This is the plan for the Halloween and I want to protest! What do you think?

Tell It Like It T-I-Z Tuesday

Okay, for those of you who don't know, I've started a new segment in my blog as titled.

Tell It Like It TIZ Tuesday

This is where I pick absolutely any topic and voice my opinion, no matter what it may be. I'll be talking about anything from fashion to politics. What ever float my fancy on Tuesday. Some people might really be interested in my opinion, others won't. It's okay. Everybody can't be swimming in my world of fabulocity!

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Today was a hard one. I simply couldn't figure out what I wanted to talk about on this Tell It Like It Is Tuesday. There are plenty of things that I want to blog about, I'm having trouble picking just one.

Okay, you guys might be tired of hearing about my election views, but we only have 7 more days, so what the hell!




Seven days left until Election Day. For many, this is a BIG day. I don't know about you guys, but around here, many people are getting time the day off from work and my kids are out of school that day. It's a BIG THING!

As you know, I've already voted. We are one of the lucky states who participate in early elections. So Hubs (in uniform), Miss Missy and I signed our two well-dressed boys (it was Dress for Success/ Dress Like a Politician Day at their school) out of school and our happy little family was off to the polls. This election is historical in so many ways and I wanted them to be a part of the experience.

The wait outside was fairly short, about 15 minutes, as they were letting about 3 people in at a time.

We cast our ballots, Runnin' Man watching over Hub's shoulder and Sir Talk-A-Lot and Miss Missy watching me. Of course Sir-Talks-A-Lot couldn't keep quiet, constantly letting the people next to me know who my selection was. We left with a ton of 'I'm a Georgia Voter' stickers, given to the kids by every precinct worker there.

So here we are at the very end of the election and it is CLOSE!! I must say, I'm almost as worried as I am excited. Who is going to be our next president? Who is going to clean up the mess that our soon to be former president has put us in? I, of course am banking on Barack, but either one has to be better than what we have, right?

So here goes the meat and potatoes:

It seems to me that being the the rears has turned McCain into a ugly vicious person. He is pulling out all the stops trying to attack Obama's character, trying to make voter's sway their votes his way by saying hurtful things.


Come on with the Bill Ares thing already! The man was 8! What the heck does that have to do with now?

What are you going to do about this economy, McCain?

How is it better to give to the rich and have the poor average folks continue to pay for their mistakes?

Why is it a mistake to have the more fortunate pay more into the system the those that can't afford to do so? I have waited years for someone to have the balls to do this! Long before I knew of a Barack Obama.

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And that Sarah Palin. Wow is she getting some heat. Now that she has received crap from the media (and a little from me) about her $150,000 GOP spending spree, she's back to wearing her "thrift shop" duds. HA! What a coincidence!



Now do I think she is being a "DIVA" because she shopped for new clothes? NO!

Do I think she had to spend so much or shop at SAKS? Uh uhh, she didn't need the name brands.

Do I think that she could/ should have shopped with her own cash? YEP! She hasn't gotten the position, so she still have to get what she can afford.

Do I believe that every woman needs some new duds when they are going to be in the spotlight? Hell Yeah! I want new duds every time I do a night out with the girlz. I want a new outfit every time I go to a PTO meeting. Those PTO moms are some judgemental heffas!



I have to give it to the chick, she wins my vote for best dressed!

But does she really know what the heck she is talking about? Can she really be president if need be? Has her PTA background given her training for running the country? I mean, they kept her in hiding for quite a while after that dreaded Katie Couric interview, obviously treating her like Eliza Doolittle in My Fair Lady. Molding her into a debutant. "The RAYNE in SPAYNE stay MAYNLY in the PLAYNES"

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Lastly, I feel so sorry for Jennifer Hudson. If you haven't heard about this, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL WEEKEND?

Her mother and brother were found murdered in their home in Chicago on Friday. Her 7 year old nephew was kidnapped from the scene and found yesterday morning murdered in her deceased brother's stolen SUV.

My heart and prayer go out to the American Idol singer turned actress and her family.

I can't for the life of me understand (and I may be wrong for saying this) why was her family still living in Chicago, the murder capital of the U.S., when she is now a "superstar/celebrity? Now, no one knows who did this, but with her being who she is, you'd think that her mom would have moved to a house in a safe area. I was surprised that they were still living in the heartland of their hometown. Personally, if I became a superstar, I'd buy me and momma a house in a better, if not one of the best, neighborhoods to get them away from things like this. No one reported hearing gunshots because it was common in their area. Hmmm. I'm sorry but this is not the way I'd want to live if I didn't have to.

Again, My heart and prayers goes out to this family. Another senseless loss it seems. And I pray that somewhere along the way she can find some peace and that this cold, cold person will be brought to justice.

What a Fabulous Tea Party!

This weekend, we finally got to have Miss Missy's tea party. A week late, I know, but I couldn't let the year go by without the party of her four year old dreams! Having a daughter has given me an opportunity to enjoy being a girl. She is beyond girly, love dress up and lipgloss and crazy

hair. And I think I had more fun doing the whole party thing than she had.

The party came out wonderful. Pretty much as I had hoped it would. Most of the girls dressed up in their party dresses. And we had one Little Miss in a Cinderella dress.

Sooo Adorable! The girls seemed to have a ball, playing "The Tea Party Game" that my mom had brought for the occasion, watching Cinderella and Beauty and the Beast, and coloring. Then it was time for the tea party. The pouring, stirring, and drinking of the strawberry lemonade tea. I thought it was set up perfectly. I made little sandwiches shaped like butterflies and flowers, lots of strawberry and blus mini muffins, grapes and strawberries. Umm Umm UMM!

And the cake, you ask? Yes I made the cake. I actually made the cake, with my own two hands, all by my lonesome! No store bought cupcakes this year! Nooooo, buddy! I even went as far as to make the frosting. Yeah, I mean from powered sugar and butter! Who knew it could be just that simple?!? And ya'll, it turned out perfect! A teapot filled with ice cream!

Now I can't wait to get started on next year's party! Having little girls is a world of fun! The boys never want home parties....

Dress like a Politician Day and a $150,000 shopping spree!

Today is Dress for Success Day/Dress Like a Politician Day at my boys' school. After explaining to them what a politician is, they both decide that it would be cool to get all dressed up like Obama. So, they were in their little shirts and ties and looking just as handsome as ever. (didn't get pics, but will post later) Obviously they've been watching a lot about the election stuff because Sir-Talks-A-Lot insists on letting me know (yet again) that he voted for Barack Obama.

For anyone wondering how a 6 year old kid has already "voted" for president, here's your answer: Nick.com's Kids Pick the President. Really cool! Click on it! You gotta see it! What a wonderful way to get kids involved!

So anywho, they go outside to wait for the bus and apparently their friends kinda started picking on Sir-Talks-A-Lot, in a joking way, telling him that Runnin' Man is Barack Obama and he is McCain. He didn't like that AT ALL! I'm watching from the garage door (because it is a bit chilly these days) as he starts chasing the other boys screaming "I'm Not McCain! I'm Barack Obama!"

I'm more than tickled by this. It's funny to see that kids are just as sensitive about the parties as some adults are!

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Okay, so no I'm not giving away a $150,000 Shopping Spree. Did you really think that possible?

But apparently one lucky winner did receive this prize from the GOP. Any ideas who? Yes! Sarah Palin of course!

The GOP has given Mrs. Palin and her fam a $150 thousand dollar ticket to Saks Fifth Avenue I guess so that she can "look the part".

(This Jacket is Slammin'!)

(And those SHOES!)

But the girl does have taste!

Well well WELL! Now this is just my opinion, and I probably should saved this one for Tell It Like It TIZ Tuesday, but what the heck. Shouldn't that money be used for campaigning purposes?

I don't know, I'm just askin'.

That could have been money to go towards one more of those negative ads and those silly RoboCalls. What are they thinkin'?

Now, as far as I know, MOST politicians pay for their own digs. Hillary Clinton has never asked the Dems to buy her an Armani suit! And as we've all heard, and something that is painfully obvious, Michelle Obama, "The Down-To-Earth Mom" , shops at Target to get her matronly fashioniste duds.

So why, pra-tell, was is so important to have Palin rally looking like a million bucks (or at least 150,000 bucks), although she only sounds like 5 bucks? Were her moose-skin pencil skirts and beaver-skinned moccasins not sufficient enough for the main-street media?

And all this spending while she is campaigning about SAVING the U.S. money and criticizing Obama's spending habits?

(insert Final Jeopardy melody here)

Now in her defense, she did say that it belongs to the GOP and will all go to charity when this is all ever with, after she has gotten her use and fill of the new duds. I'm sure those folks without heat this winter will love that read jacket!

Rats! Tagged again! Wanna know some more random facts?

I think many a people in the blog world have figured out that I'm a slow runner..... or that I'm just SLOW, which ever one fits..... because I've been tagged again. This time I was caught by the wonderful blogger extraordinaire that you are sure to find on my blog roll. A good dose of this mom gives you advice and humor in every post. Go by and visit Sex Diaries of a Mom. And don't worry. It's clean!



So here we go. Tagged with a meme where I gotta share more about myself. 7 more random or unknown things. This should be fairly easy since most of you don't know me, right?


1. I hoping to get my life together soon and start achieving my own dreams in life. I have put off a lot while the kids were young for one to see them grow and two because not working is what was best for my family. I can't wait until I get up the nerve to get my degree.


2. I start things all the never that I never finish. Crocheted 3/4ths of a blanket. Painted 1/2 Miss Missy's room. Decorated most of my kitchen, but have yet to make the curtains. Nothing ever gets done because I always want to move on to something else. I guess I just get bored easily.


3. I have never been sensative before, but lately find that sad things in movies make my eyes well up with tears. What the heck is up with that??? I'm HARD! I don't get with all that mushy stuff! usually.........


4. It's WAY past time for me to buy new underwear. Most of my bras only have one underwire!


5. I spend WAY too much time watching debate coverage and blogging. I'm not even sure how dinner gets cooked anymore, but my laundry is way behind.


6. I love to sing Christmas songs but hate when I start to hear them on TV, especially in October. It only means that it's time to start spending a gang of money that I don't have that never seem like enough for the people that I love.


7. Alcohol makes me sleepy. One Apple Martini and I'm ready to go to sleep. Do not pass go! I'm more fun without the alcohol.

Okay and now it's your turn. Guess I'm not as slow as you thought because here are the people I was able to tag. Keep it up!

What do you mean it's due today?

Live. Laugh. Love.

Marcy Writes

Life with 3 boys and a Little Lady

Tell It Like It T-I-Z Tuesday

Welcome to another episode of

Tell It Like It T-I-Z Tuesday

For anyone who has not had the pleasure of reading one of these post in the past, this is where I let the world know how I feel about any issue at hand, be it politics, entertainment other bloggers or whatever! I'm going to tell it to you like it is! Like I see it! Because you all know that the way that I see it is the way that it IS!




I know that all of the world, all the people that I know and all my friends and family are not expected to be as fabulous as I am. I understand that. And I know that everyone is not going to think the same way that I do and be as smart as I am. People. I get that. It ain't easy obtaining all this fabulousness.

But one thing that I find that bothers me about some unfabulous people I know is when you have people in this day and age that choose not to exercise their right to vote.

I mean come on. Really? After all that we have fought for in the past? After all the fights that African Americans and women endured just to have this right and you can, in this day and age, choose not to make your voice heard? After all the people that have been murdered and beaten just for trying to go to the voting polls? After all the tricks that have been played to keep people from voting? After all the unfairness of not being able to have their voices heard and treated like less than a person because of their gender or the color of their skin? After all the injustice people have endured? Really, people?

I have a friend who didn't register because she "doesn't get into that stuff". That much I don't understand? If you have kids and you are in the least bit concerned about their future and what the world is going to be like for them, the least you can do is vote... for them. I think its downright irresposible for anyone over the age of 25 (only because younger people or more interested in having fun, so I understand) to not vote. I think it is even more irresposible once you start having children to say that you don't care about what happens in the future.


Don't care about health care.

Don't care about the economy.

Don't care about the war in Iraq and the many lives taken in that fight.

Don't care about whether your children will be able to buy a house.

Don't care about your children being able to attend college.

Don't care about the money that is going to put put into public education.

Don't care about retirement for your parents and grandparents or even yourself.

When you choose not to vote, there are so many things that you are choosing not to give a damn about. So many uncertainties in your childrens future that your just don't care enough about to try to make better.


I'm not saying that everyone should be a die hard election follower, watch CNN 6-8 hours a day and send out text messages informing people about the election (No I would never do that!! hee hee!), but do vote and do care about what happens to your country.

As this election comes to it's end, it is starting to get down right ugly as racism rears its ugly head and proves it is still alive and well in the 50 states. Horrible slurs and threats (see one HERE) are being slung and people are becoming more and more angry. Trickery is out there as people are pretending to be campaigners, going door to door with a "voting device" telling people that the little machine will take their votes for them and all they have to do is sign. They do not have to go to the polls to vote. There is no such monster!

Please stay informed and aware of those people doing their damnedest to take away your right.

Just Vote!

Sister serves our country

My baby sister graduated from Basic Training for the Air Force Reserves. I have to say that I am extremely proud of her for this accomplishment. She is officially an adult!



My sister is 12 years younger than me, a fresh, young 18 yr old. So now you know my age. She graduation high school back in June and after a small struggle with SATs and college entry, decided to join the military to help pay for college.


Okay, I guess, I better give you a little history on my sister and me. For years, we couldn't stand each other. I'm not quite sure when it all started but it could have very well been the time when she was a toddler, got mad at something I said or did and lunged toward me like a spider monkey! I had to walk around with an eye patch on for at least a week.



Or maybe it started with ANOTHER time she didn't like something I said or did to her when she was about 3 and she threw one of her Barbies at me, full speed at.... my.... head. It narrowly missed me and slammed into the wall behind me.



Where ever it started, Tweety and I never got along. I was convinced, that child was Demon's Spawn!

Throughout the years, I think we argued more than we spoke to each other. From the time I moved out my parents' house, our fights would start as soon as I'd walk into my mom's door. "What are you doing here? Go home!" And it would go on from there. She wasn't the easiest person to get along with. After all, she was a teenager and had every bit of that teenage attitude that I so hope Miss Missy never picks up.

I think what always bothered me most about Tweety was her mouth. This chick had one smart ass mouth towards EVERYONE! And she got away with it! If I had so much as muttered some of the things that she said to my parents, I would have been "picking my teeth up off the floor" as my mom has so lovingly told me oh so very many times. But this girl, oh no! She would argue my mother down to get her point across. I would sit back in disbelief at the things that my mom would take from Tweety, waiting on a smack in the mouth that NEVER came!

Talk about spoiled. Of course, with her being the baby and me being the oldest (my brother was the middle child) that's a given, but my goodness! The girl has never even cut her own meat at dinner! My Grandmother, likes to say that we never got along because I was jealous of her. I beg to differ! Although I did wish that she was raised a little more like my brother and me.



You know, the old school "Speak when you are spoken to" type raisin'?



The "Don't talk back to grown folks" way of life.



Or the "Kids don't get the last word" rules.



You know, those things that taught us how to be courteous and respectful?

But, it is said that once a girl hits a certain age, that adolescent attitude fades and they become more tolerable and easier to live with. Around 16, I think maturity kicked in and finally we became sisters.

Now Tweety is in the military. A airman, or airwoman. And as surprised as I am that she didn't flip out and tell her drill sergeant to kiss her you know what, get kicked out or go AWOL, I am so proud that she made it through! She set her mind to something and she did it.



And now, Tweety is an inspiration to me.

Happy 4th Birthday Miss Missy!

Yesterday was my little princess's 4th birthday! She was so excited the entire day and made sure that absolutely everyone that would listen in every store that we went to knew that it was HER DAY!

Honestly, I don't know who was more excited, me or her because I got to do the shopping for all of her presents from my mom and dad. They usually just put money in our bank account and tell me to get whatever the kids want. They both live far away and aren't able to make it to the kids' birthdays. I think this gives the kids a HUGE advantage because they are then spoiled rotten on birthdays and Christmas to make up for the time missed.

So, we went from store to store looking for just that perfect present that she had asked her grandparents for, had lunch at McDonald's (because every kids loves McDonald's), and then later spent over an hour in Toys r Us allowing the boys to look for a present for her.

Hubs had duty (a 24 hour overnight duty that SUCKS to all be darn, if you ask me, but that's the way they roll in the Army), so I made spaghetti, one of her favorite meals, (next to McDonald's of course) and we waited for him to get a break to come home and open presents and have cake with us.

While we waited, we turned on some kiddie music and it was a BIG party from there. We danced in the kitchen and had a Conga line, did the Hokey Pokey and the Twist, played Wii and Legos and she was more excited and happy than if we'd spent the day at Monkey Joes.

"THIS IS THE BEST PARTY EVER!" she yelled out on several occasions as we danced around the house.

It wasn't even a planned the event. Her actual birthday party was supposed to be Saturday, but almost none of her guest are going to be able to make the tea party and she was dead set against having girls come because "Boys don't like tea parties!", so I looks like we'll be postponing until the next weekend. I was really disappointed for her because she has really been looking forward to having a tea party, but after our little "party" last night, I think it made everything okay.

When Hubs got a break, she got to open her presents.

She got clothes from Auntie.

A Little Mommy doll that comes with a potty and sink, pees and poops and brushes her teeth from Grandma.

A V-Smile Cyber Pocket from Grandpa.

And a Sweet Secret's Mall with little tiny dolls and pieces from the boys.

All in all, I think she had a great time, even with the knowlege of knowing her party isn't going to happen on Saturday.

Tell It Like It T-I-Z Tuesday

I think that every last one of us is feeling the money crunch issues that are going on around the world right now. Every household I know of, every Mom I talk to, is looking for new and creative ways to pinch their pennies in a desperate attempt to keep their family's lives as close to normal as possible.

Cutting back has been a big thing in my house. Gone are the days of picking up that totally-cute-just-gotta-have-em pair of princess shoes for Miss Missy or the wow-the-boys-would-love-this video game.

Cutting back means putting a price tag on everything now. The little things that didn't really seem to matter so much before are now a part of the budget. A simple McDonald's lunch is like taking the kids to a facny restaurant. A lunch invitation with friends always begins with, "Let me check my bank account." And picking up those unneed things at Dollar Tree, those little cheap toys that I'd let the kids get just for having a good day or a good week, now feels like it's taking food off the table.

And don't get me started on food! Why is it that the price of all our favorite brands seem to keep going up, but the portions seem to be shrinking? Is it just me? We have converted to store brands more often than not now, which isn't really a bad thing at all, just a household change. But when you really look at it, you are, in most cases, getting the same thing for less.

It seems that everytime I go to the grocery store, with the same amount of money to spend, I come out with less things that I did the trip before. And when you're already struggling to keep the essentials in your pantry it's extremely frustrating.

The kids are having to understand a lot more than they should about mom and dad's finances and that things surely don't come for free. I'm so sure that they are tired of hearing me say "Times are getting hard" in an effort to teach them the importance of not wasting.

Where it didn't seem like a big thing to me before if they didn't finish a bowl of cereal, I'm now seeing hard earned cash being disentigrated in the garbage disposal every time they don't clean thier plates. And I'm sure they are noticing less snacks in their lunch boxes than before, and less fruit roll up and honey buns in the pantry.

Everyone is scared. The news is using scary words like recession and market crash and we have no idea what to do to make it better except look to the top dogs for help. But until they get it together up there on top enough for some of that bailout money to start flowing back down here to the little people, we are stuck to help ourselves, making changes within our homes and in our budgets.

We are all hoping that change is really coming.

Tag I'm It?

Okay, so I was tagged a few days ago (I was never any good at this game) by Cheryl over at The Daily Blonde. Sorry it has taken me such a long time to do this, but I usually quit Tag back in the days because I couldn't ever catch anybody, except my little brother who was 4 years younger!


So, for some strange reason she wants me to post 7 random things about myself.... Like anyone would be so interested.


So here goes:


1. Love the time spent at my kids' school because it give me a since of importance when I volunteer and I fee like I really make a little bit of a difference.

2. The only time my world stops for TV is when Army Wives comes on.

3. I have a thing against Christmas, but I absolutely love Halloween.

4. I snore. Sucks, but I do.

5. I hate to shop. I know that most of you women are gasping right now, but I really don't like shopping unless it for my kids.

6. I wear a size 9 shoe. Hence once reason why I hate to shop! Once you see a shoe on the rack that you absolutely love and then you go and try it on these boats, it just doesn't have its same apeal. Sorry to those that wear a nine or above, but that's the way I feel about shoes.

7. I can't sing, but I love to. I come from a background of people with fabulous voices. I can't carry a decent tune. That doesn't stop me though! At least around the house!



Okay, so there you go. I few fun facts about yours truely. And now I think I'm supposed to pass this along to a few lovely peeps who I know would LOVE to participate, right?



Here it goes:

A Dash of Crazy

Livin and Lovin

Following in My Shoes

Mommy Cracked

A Place of Comfort

Boy, do the parental units change!

Text Messages:



Mom: What does Miss Missy want for her birthday?

Me: An ipod.

Mom: What?? Isn't she a little young for an ipod?

Me: Yeah, but she said that she wants "one of those listening things that you put in your ears that play all my songs like Dora songs and Barney songs."

Mom: Aww how cute. How much?

Me: About 150 bucks. she's talking about a real ipod, mom.

Silence
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Me: she saw this commercial on TV for a doll that pees and brushes her teeth for 60 bucks!

Mom: Okay, I'll send you the money next week.

Me: what?!?!? If I had asked for a doll more than $15 you woulda said NO!

Mom: 60 is different now. It's more like 40.

Mom: That Cabbage Patch was more than 15.

Me: I guess.


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Me: Kennedy wants a Princess scooter and an ipod for her birthday.

My phone rings!

Dad: What!

Me: Yeah, she says she wants an ipod so that she can listens to Dora and Barney and Disney songs and stuff. Imagine that.

Dad: That girl is something else. So which one do you want me to get?


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Okay I didn't expect that one. When did my parents become so giving when it came to the expensive gifts. Why are they so willing to by an ipod for a 4 year old? My kids are so spoiled by their grandparents and they get almost anything they ask for. It wasn't really the same for me. Well at least not all the time.



(Imagine the wavy lines as I go into a reverie of the past. )



I so longed for a Barbie Dream House. I watched those commercials of Barbie and Ken chillin' in her hot tub in her mansion and I wanted one of those beautiful houses for my blonde couple. and their friends. There was so much furniture that went with this thing! The glamorous bed with the tall posts. And all the little tiny knives, forks and spoons for the kitchen that came with a stove and kitchen table. I was in love!

Christmas morning came and I settled for the Barbie Town House. Not exactly the same. Held up buy a few pieces of plastic and some cardboard. Just as fun, I guess, for a 6 or 7 year old, but nothing in comparison to the DREAM HOUSE!

So each year for about 5 years, I still hoped that Santa would bring that Dream House, but he never did. Boy was Santa a disappointment! He ate my cookies and Never NEVER did he leave that darn Dream House.

That's always been a sore spot with me!

Years, later, my sister, who is 12 years younger than me, got my DREAM HOUSE! Ain't that some MESS!?!? Yep, mom gave her the BARBIE DREAM HOUSE that I had so longed for.










Now, that house has since been passed down to Miss Missy and is waiting in the attic for the days when she is old enough to play with it. I'm so grateful for it, because little did I understand back then was that Santa Couldn't afford a $150 TOY house and he still can't for Miss Missy!

Writer's Workshop Assignment: When I'm upset....

Writing Assignment's from Mama's Losin' It are so much fun. They make you think. If you haven't gotten in on the fun, if you sometimes suffer from a little bit of writer's block or if you just wanna read some of the other assignments get your bottom over to Mama Kat's and join us!

When I'm upset....

Everyone who lives with me know it. I yell, I throw things. Frankly, I could use a little anger management. Inside the home, I can really voice my problems. Poor Hubs catches the worst of it. When I'm upset, it's hard for me to let things go. I can hold one hell of a grudge!

On the other hand, when I walk out that door. It's like night and day. No one would know that I was just screeming at the top of my longs because I instantly become a breath of sunshine. Okay, maybe that's taking it a little far, I certainly changes faces pretty damn quickly. I'm all smiles with the neighbors or people I encounter. I feel like my personal feelings are my own and I don't really like to share them.... well, umm, I mean, except with all of you guys, of course. Hee hee! If, Joe Six Pack pissed me off during PTO today, you better believe that hubs is going to hear about it. Loud and clear! But others may never know.

No I know all of you have seen an episode or two of Desperate Housewives. Yeah, it's kinda like Bree. On the outside, all perfect (as I most obviously am) and proper. On the inside, raving mad!

I know it's not healthy. Been told I need therapy. But that's just the way it is WHEN I'M UPSET!

Busy Bee!

Yesterday was one of my busiest days to date. For the school year at least. It started off with a a class field trip. I volunteered to be a chaporone becasue that is some that that I so love. There's something to be said about being responsible for a group of little snot nosed darlings that couldn't give a flip about listen to everything you say.

So the trip was to Phenizy Swamp's Bug Mania. Yeah, bugs. See, Runnin' Man's gifted class is studying bugs this semester and what better way to end it all than a trip to Bug Mania a to fish little creepy crawlies out of swamp water!

Okay it wasn't so bad. The fact that the bus almost ran over a snake when we first got there and then they expected us to walk along that same path..... no big deal, right?

Hey I'm was that girl that went around catching lizzards and frogs and chasing my scary girlie friends. I was that one that had no problem catching grasshoppers. Give me a jar and I'd catch you a bumble bee, shake up the jar, tip the jar and high-tail it to safety. But that was just for kicks! (okay I was a little scared of bees, but as long as they couldn't catch me, it was all to the good!)

But yesterday, I was also the one who screamed and franctisally waved my hands in the air like a girl when something big and creepy flew towards my head. Probably a dragon fly or something, but it still scared the bejesus outta me. Yeah, real tough, huh?

Looking ever into the swamp from the boardwalk

My little scientist ------ or entomologist or whatever the bug people are called.

A little classroom education on swamp things.

Those creatures were once alive. EW! That wolf/coyote thing creeped me out.

Okay so once the field trip was over, it was home for a short rest and then off to to the book fair! I'd promised Runnin' Man that I was going to give him and Sir Talks-A-Lot each $10 to spend.

I was impressed with Runnin' Man's picks. He chose two of Diary of a Wimpy Kid series books. Pretty good sized chapter books. And for a kids that would so rather be carrying a ball everywhere, I was glad to see that these books peek his interest. And if you haven't gotten these books for you elementary school aged child, you so should! They say that Middle schoolers really love these books, but at that our book fair, they were FLYING off the shelves! Then you just have to read them for yourself. I started reading them to the boys this morning and I think I found the new read for the book club! (I mean, if I was actually part of a book club)

I was supposed to be putting in an hour handling our fundraising orders, but got side tracked and somehow that I was to be volunteering for the book fair. Oops! Hey, too many things goin' on at once!

So from there, it was on to football games. One at 6 and one at 7. Great games because they both are on winning teams!

Night ended with pizza and the debate, which I won't go into..... now. The end!

Tell It Like It T-I-Z Tuesday

Okay, for those of you who don't know, I've started a new segment in my blog as titled.

Tell It Like It TIZ Tuesday

This is where I pick absolutely any topic and voice my opinion, no matter what it may be. I'll be talking about anything from fashion to politics. What ever float my fancy on Tuesday. Some people might really be interested in my opinion, others won't. It's okay. Everybody can't be swimming in my world of fabulocity!


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Hey, feel free to tell me if I'm wrong in this.

This situation today kinda disturbed me just a little bit today. I was at the school today preparing this PTO function. We were setting up a little Thank You Teachers Snack table thingy for the teachers that came to the Book Fair. For those of you that don't know, I'm on the PTO board at my kids school. Yep, I'm one of those. The PTO VP with about as much experience and know-how as Little Miss Gov. Palin herself.

Ya dern right!

So anywho, a friend of mine was there volunteering her time to the cause, which, as always, is much appreciated. We'd been there earlier in the day helping sort some fundraising orders in the gym during the time that the First Graders were having PE. We just have great parents like that!

Well, while we were preparing for the mini banquet, she made a comment that struck a nerve.

As many of you may know, I'm kind of a strict mom. I expect the best from my children and expect that they remain on their best behavior at all times, especially during school. One thing that bothers me is parents that will side with their child when the child does something wrong.



Her: I thought I was going to have to say something to one of those PE teachers if they got out of line today.

Me, confused: Why, something happen?

Her: Well, they just tend to be too hard on the kids and C gets in trouble for simple stuff like he didn't cross his legs the right way. I think that's too much. They need to learn to be more sensitive. They are just kids.

Me: Well, they are doing what they have to do to teach discipline to the kids. If the kids aren't following directions then they should be punished in some way.

Her: No, I was a teacher. I know that they don't have to be like that with these kids.

Me: Okay and that's why my kids are the way that they are. I don't coddle them and baby them whenever a teacher or another adult gets on them for something that they have done wrong. They have to be disciplined. You should know how it goes, your husband is in the military. If a superior says to do something this way and you choose to do it that way, you suffer the consequences. Same with here.

(my kids KNOW better! You get in trouble at school and it's on like POP POP POP corn when you get home!)

Her: No! My kids ain't in no military.

I just sigh as the PTO Pres. (the maverick) hands me something to arrange on the table.




Okay, so I may be wrong, but I so believe that as a child, when an adult says something, you listen.

I so believe that if you don't listen that you have consequences.

I am not one of those parents that you will find disputing my child's case against a teacher that has told him to sit down more than once and then decides to take away his recess.

I'm not one of those parents who feel that the teacher should try to be more sensitive to Little Billy because he had a bad morning.

I expect my child to follow the rules or be punished, simple as that.

I guess this situation was a bother to me because this parent is always looking for an excuse for her son's behavior instead of simply allowing him to take responsibility for his actions. I think that we should go back to the old school displine.

Remember when it was okay for anyone in your neighborhood that was grown to whoop your butt if you did something bad?

Miss Addie Mae would whip your behind for climbing in her cherry tree and send you back to your mom and you'd get another one when she found out. Those were the days when kids had fear and respect for grown folks. It just wouldn't have had the same affect if your mom would have went back and told Addie Mae "You should be more sensitive. He just loves cherries."

Okay, well maybe I'm not making any since, but with all that said, I just strongly believe that children should respect adults, especially teachers, and it is the parents responsility to teach them to do so. They won't learn that respect if they have a parent that is always undermining that teachers authority and saying that it's okay to act up a little bit. And that adult or teacher should just understand.

Uhhh No!

In conclusion, don't turn your children into brats who think that things should always do their way.

Party Plans

I'm a planner. I plan ahead for eveything and I'm ready for birthday parties two months ahead of time, down to the last detail. Christmas shopping is done in September and

LIAR LIAR Pants on Fire!

Completly and totally opposite of the truth.

Miss Missy's 4th Birthday is right around the corner. Two weeks away. Her party is planned for Saturday the 18th. Well I guess I shouldn't say "planned" because I this point, it is really just "thought about".

The plan is to have a Tea Party. I think it will be so cute to have some little girls come in all dressed in their cute little party dresses and drink tea, well pink lemonade, with their little pinkies in the air, have a few cookies and cupcakes then lose all their poise and run around the house like crazy hyped up on butter cream frosting and high glucose corn syrup (because you know what that say about that).

So I don't really have this thing planned out and I only have 2 weeks to do it and get my BESTEST MOM award, as I always do when I plan throw together my kids' parties.

So the mom over at Tiaras and Tamtrums was nice enough to give me these great website

http://www.brightideas.com/birthdays/themes/teaparty

http://www.coolest-birthday-cakes.com/cake-recipe.html

where I found some extremely cute tea party cakes that I'm going to try to make for Miss Missy.

Don't laugh that hard. I said try!

Well after seeing how adorable The Littlest Petshop cake turned out that she made for her daughter (You GOTTA see it here), I couldn't help myself to thinking, HEY! I CAN DO THAT!

So, in a few weeks, I'll be revealing my culinary or baking skills to you guys. I will be taking picture no matter how it turns out.

And if any of you have ideas for what to do at a 4 year old tea party, please do share!

I stay up for Tina Fey!

As tired as I was, I stayed up last night to catch what Tina Fey and the SNL group would make of the VP Debate. And guess what, she has done it again! I'll be DERN if she doesn't hit the nail on the head! By Golly, Joe Six Pack, is she Palin's twin?

Don't pull out the greys!

So, do you know when you I officially started feeling as if I'd lost my youth? It was the day when I was (uh hmmm) shaving, and found a grey hair. No, not on my head.

Now, I don't know how many of you watched Sex in the City (probably all of you), but the episode that stuck out the most for me was when Miranda found a grey hair in her unmentionable area. She was dating that young guy and thought he would think she was old if he saw her grey hair.

Guys, I FREAKED! I called my best friend, still sitting spread eagle on the toilet.

"I got OLD Pubics!"

"What?"

"Girl, I got OLD pubics! I have a grey hair......... in my pubic area!"

I hear a guffaw from the other end of the phone and I can't help but laugh myself to tears.

I was so hurt by that one little grey hair. I mean, I don't even have any in my head that I can see. Maybe every now and then, but not really.

Now I didn't go to the extents of Miranda and dye the hair, ultimately turning it into a bright red Bozo the clown kitty kat. No, not me. But I did go straight for the tweezers and yank that baby out! Before Hubs, who was in Korea at the time, had a chance to see it.

And that's what I've been doing every since. Yanking them out. Except now, there isn't just one. Oh No!!! More like 3 or four. I've become a strong believer of the old saying that you should not pull out your grey hairs because 2 more or going to grow in its place.

Is the gift wrapping really that important?

On "The View" this morning, I was listening to these ladies start of a discussion talking about the book, "The Joy of Sex", which I have yet to read. So if anyone has indeed read this book, give me some insight. I do have a Kama Sutra book and even a movie of the same title, but I haven't yet read "The Joy of Sex".

So, the big question raised from this discussion was: Do looks mean as much to women as it does to men?

Now ladies, when it comes to ourselves, you know that no matter what other see, we are almost never satisfied with that chick that looks back at us from our full length mirrors. We always have something critical to say about that naked silhouette that stairs back at us in the bathroom mirror. Whether it be the rolls or the stretchmarks, we are busy wondering what that man is gonna think when he sees what you see.

But what out our men? Do we look at the men that we love and criticize their appearance as much as we do our own?

I know that for me, I look at my husband and only wish I could have taken on the years as well as he has. Okay, so he has an unfair advantage. He's Army and goes to PT every morning. But all in all, though he has changed in weight throughout the years, it's a positive thing. We were kids when we married. He was 24 and I was 19, I think. He was this skinny little kid back then with no body fat other then a nice booty. Over the years, he has grown into a man. The weight has been distributed in the right places. He just looks like the man that he is supposed to be now, has aged gracefully in the past ten years, and has left that skinny little kids behind.

Now it is said that men really don't see us the way that we ourselves. While women are fretting over their enlarged butts and "eww, look at that roll!" "where?" "right there, don't you see it?", we are more critical of ourselves than they are.

They kinda like a woman with some junk on their trunk and a little something to hold on to.

I on the other hand have not taken the years as gracefully as my better other half. I was once a skinny little kids too. HA! Boy have those days some and gone. Three kids and ten years lack of exercise later and it's WHYCAN'TIBUTTONTHATTOPBUTTON AND DIDANYONEORDERMUFFINSOVERTHETOPOFTHESEJEANS?

Weight not distributed so well and no PT to motivate me to workout every day. But does he care? Does he say anything to make me think that he's as grossed out by it as I am? No. He sometimes might even say, but never enough that I'm beautiful.

Men are more interested in the act of having sex, I think, and less interested in the package.

Friday's Musings

Thank goodness it's Friday! I was exhausted after taking the boys to their football games. Did I mention that they are in two different ages groups and sometimes play at the SAME TIME? Uhhh, yeah, so luckily they have been playing on fields right next to each other and Hubs and I can sit between the two fields watching both games at the same time.

It's Like:

"Did you see that?"

"Aww, man, what just happened?"

"Shoot I missed my baby score!"



Did you watch the debate? I know that it was a much anticipated event in my household and among many of my friends. Everyone wanted to see if Palin could pull it off, if she would flubb it up the way she did her Katie Couric interview.

To my surprise, she did a pretty good job. I mean, I did get tired of hearing the word "Maverick" like a billions times. Someone needs look at that debate again and get me a count on how many times she referred to McCain as a maverick in an hour and a half''s time. And I was disappointed that she spent so much time supporting him and not enough time talking about herself. I mean really, truth be told, we all know that McCain is up there in age and has a few health issues. If, God forbid, something was to happen and she had to take over the presidency, I wanted to know more about how SHE would handle us, not how she would follow in McCain's footsteps.

Now, for me, this whole election has been major exciting. The only thing is, in all due honesty, I don't think either candidate has an answer to solve the mess that the Bush administration has created of our economy.

AND WHO DOES???

I mean, you see the mess that we are in. Do YOU have any idea how to fix it?

Anybody? Anybody?

Uhhh, NO!

And I'm pretty sure that there are a lot you that are pretty damn smart!

This is not going to be the responsibility of one person to fix. President of the United States or not. This is going to require the thoughts, debates, and arguments of many many people to come up with a way to take care of this mess. This is going to require that BOTH parties, DEMs and REPs, come together and figure something out to TRY to make things better for us. The future president does not have all the answers. That's why he is appointed staff and advisors. DUH!

Whoever is put into this position is going to catch pure dee hell for something that isn't even his fault and he is NOT going to be able to solve this crisis in one term. Heck! I don't know that America will be able to recover in two or three terms.

Either person chosen, Americans are going to expect answers to their own personal crisis. Their mortgages, their health care issue, their children's education, and many, many other issues on the average American's minds. I hope that WHOEVER is elected, is someone who is going to fight for the us just as hard has they fight for the big companies. We didn't have that before and I feel that it is something that we truly deserve.

And the Award goes to...........

First of all, I'd like to thank Mrs. D for this wonderful award. I'm so glad to know people are reading what I have to say, no matter how pointless some of it might be. If you haven't read Mrs. D. you should because I love her blog as well and her funny stories about her son's love of Star Wars and her Hair Catastophes. So thanks again Mrs. D for this pretty little award.

Now to bestow it upon some other great reads that you should check out:

1. Jiggety Jigg

2. Ashley's Closet

3. The McMommy Chronicles

Check them out. They are certainly worth the read.