Thursday, October 9, 2008
My heroes...
As of this minute, there is absolutely no one finer than Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert, and, of course, Tina Fey. My heroes!
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Presidential debates and the Cleveland County Fair...
The second presidential debate comes on later tonight and I am, as always, super excited. I don't know how or when I became so interested in politics but I am. I am becoming a stronger supporter of Barack Obama every day. At first I was a Hillary supporter, then I was just anti-McCain/Palin, but now, after listening and researching more and more I am finding that I REALLY like Obama. He reminds me so much of John F. Kennedy. Something about his optimism and his demeanor. He just seems like exactly what we need right now. Then again maybe he is what we need because he is not another old rich man who comes from a long line of old rich men who have the interests of other old rich men at heart. I think he means what he says and he truly wants to be an instrument of change for our country. And honestly, if things don't change... whew! Bill Maher does a segment on Real Time that is called Exit Strategy. He examines (sarcastically, of course) the pros and cons of moving to other countries, just incase McCain were to win! It is pretty funny.
So, we've said goodbye, once again, to the good old Cleveland County Fair. You know, what is it about the fair that I once loved so much? If Lily didn't have to go dance, we really would not have gone. I remember the food was delicious, the weather was perfect, the crowds were manageable, and even the parking was not so bad. Now... HA! We went on Saturday morning around 10:30. Walked a country mile from our car. Watched Lily dance. Then we moved on to food. Brad bought three ribs-on-a-stick and 3 drinks and dropped $33 in a matter of minutes. We got some vinegar fries on the way down to the midway where we dropped another $64 for all of us to get armbands to ride the rides. This was necessary because Sam and Lily don't ride rides together right now (Sam is big enough for the big rides, but too big for the little ones, and Lily is not big enough for the big rides yet, which means Brad and I have to split up and ride with them.) Every so often we'd drop another $5-10 dollars on drinks (because it was so hot...which in itself is just WRONG. I mean, I got freakin' sunburned at the fair this year!) Brad and Sam played Fat Albert with the quarters we'd gathered from Sam's piggy bank before we left the house. Even the prizes were crappy! We rode and drank until around 4:00 and we went to see the animals before grabbing a few things to take home for supper, along with the traditional bag of cotton candy for the kiddos. There's no telling how much we spent and all we had to show for it was the aforementioned sunburn, a massive headache, some aching feet, and a couple of really tired grumpy children. It just ain't the same, y'all. I will say that I rode the Tilt-a-Whirl with both my babies and we had so much fun that we waited in line to ride it a second time. That is my all time favorite ride and I laugh so hard when I ride it that I almost pee in my pants. Those 3 minutes on the Tilt-a-Whirl with my babies was definitely a bright spot in my day.
Well, the munchkins are calling me to tuck them in. Sam has started reading to Lily each night before bed, which saves me from doing it (I can only handle so many stories about Barbie being a veterinarian or Dora and Boots counting some crap). Thank God for school and Sam learning to read! So I am off to pull up the covers, give some shuggies, and then I'll be back down for some presidential debating!!!
So, we've said goodbye, once again, to the good old Cleveland County Fair. You know, what is it about the fair that I once loved so much? If Lily didn't have to go dance, we really would not have gone. I remember the food was delicious, the weather was perfect, the crowds were manageable, and even the parking was not so bad. Now... HA! We went on Saturday morning around 10:30. Walked a country mile from our car. Watched Lily dance. Then we moved on to food. Brad bought three ribs-on-a-stick and 3 drinks and dropped $33 in a matter of minutes. We got some vinegar fries on the way down to the midway where we dropped another $64 for all of us to get armbands to ride the rides. This was necessary because Sam and Lily don't ride rides together right now (Sam is big enough for the big rides, but too big for the little ones, and Lily is not big enough for the big rides yet, which means Brad and I have to split up and ride with them.) Every so often we'd drop another $5-10 dollars on drinks (because it was so hot...which in itself is just WRONG. I mean, I got freakin' sunburned at the fair this year!) Brad and Sam played Fat Albert with the quarters we'd gathered from Sam's piggy bank before we left the house. Even the prizes were crappy! We rode and drank until around 4:00 and we went to see the animals before grabbing a few things to take home for supper, along with the traditional bag of cotton candy for the kiddos. There's no telling how much we spent and all we had to show for it was the aforementioned sunburn, a massive headache, some aching feet, and a couple of really tired grumpy children. It just ain't the same, y'all. I will say that I rode the Tilt-a-Whirl with both my babies and we had so much fun that we waited in line to ride it a second time. That is my all time favorite ride and I laugh so hard when I ride it that I almost pee in my pants. Those 3 minutes on the Tilt-a-Whirl with my babies was definitely a bright spot in my day.
Well, the munchkins are calling me to tuck them in. Sam has started reading to Lily each night before bed, which saves me from doing it (I can only handle so many stories about Barbie being a veterinarian or Dora and Boots counting some crap). Thank God for school and Sam learning to read! So I am off to pull up the covers, give some shuggies, and then I'll be back down for some presidential debating!!!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
New reader...
OK, everyone... I have a new reader. His name is Brad. He is my husband. I need those of you who have been reading for a while to back me up here by telling Brad that I have the entire family included in the picture to the right but that when I gave my blog a facelift (new background, etc.) it just covered him up. He is apparently feeling less than loved at the moment. If anyone knows how I can reduce the size of the image or whatever so that the entire family is visible, please let me know. Otherwise, I guess I'll have to find a new family photo that is a little off center. I love you, baby.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Dead mice, soy butter and a GIANT strawberry...
Just got home from another long day at the office. When I got home this afternoon I was greeted by a dead mouse right in front of the door courtesy of Rascal, I'm sure. He has really become quite the outdoorsman since spending so much time outside this summer. I guess he's thanking us for his freedom by bringing us these little tokens of his appreciation. He had a baby squirrel the other day, it was pitiful. There's almost always some big beautiful butterfly missing half a wing or so somewhere close to the back door as well. I guess it's just what cats do.
Sam had a good day at school today. No cards pulled. My deal with him is that if he gets no cards pulled, I will pack him a lunch to take to school the next day. Otherwise his punishment is having to eat school food. :) Honestly, I think he just likes to carry a lunchbox. It's a novelty to him. The bad thing about all of this is that I absolutely HATE to pack a lunch. I just run completely out of good ideas for lunches and I feel like I am packing the same thing over and over. Lily doesn't eat her lunch half the time, so I really don't know why I bother. I guess because I'd look like a terrible mom if I didn't. Oh well. I packed him a peanut butter and jelly sandwich day before yesterday, with a fruit roll up and some chips and CELERY. Can you believe that my child wanted celery? I can't eat the stuff without gagging but he loves it. Go figure. It seems like such an adult-tasting vegetable, but he is crazy about it. Lily's preschool is peanut free so I have an extra hard time finding lunch ideas for her. I could throw a few saltines or tricuits in a bag and she'd be totally happy. I did buy a jar of soy butter the last time I was at WalMart and do you know I actually liked it better than peanut butter? I don't know why but it seems to have a more "woodsy" aftertaste. I know that sounds weird, but you should try it if you haven't. It doesn't taste THAT much different, but I like it.
I had a really weird dream last night after a traumatic head injury at dance class... let me explain. I was waiting outside Lily's dance studio for the class before her to finish up and come out. I squatted down next to the wall outside the door to help her get her dance flats on and when I stood up...BAM! There was a mailbox mounted on the wall and it made direct contact with my forehead when I stood up. It hurt SOOOO bad! I have a "goose egg" even still and it still hurts like Hell-O. So, it is the only reason I can come up with for why I had this super strange dream last night about a giant strawberry. Yes, you read that right... a giant strawberry. I dreamed that there was a giant strawberry that was growing out of the ground (like a carrot) in my mom's front yard. I wanted to take a picture of the kids standing in front of it but there were these people who kept trying to eat it. I was really mad because they shouldn't have been eating it until after I had my pictures. So, then, for no apparent reason, the front yard turned into a swimming pool/ocean with the giant strawberry in the middle. I was swimming around and could not get out of the water. This guy I went to elementary school with and have not seen or thought about since then, was floating around in a yellow ducky innertube. It was just the two of us and after swimming around for a while I got tired and got into the inner tube with him. I fell asleep with my head laying on his back floating in the water. I slept really good because I felt like I was floating around all night long in the weird pool with the strawberry in it. I woke myself up a couple of times when I touched the big knot on my forehead to the pillow, but I went right back to sleep, floating around in the pool.
Am I totally insane or do other people have weird dreams like this? I know Carmen remembers the time I dreamed about giving birth to a sleeve of styrofoam cups. Anybody want to share their weird dreams to make me feel better?
Sam had a good day at school today. No cards pulled. My deal with him is that if he gets no cards pulled, I will pack him a lunch to take to school the next day. Otherwise his punishment is having to eat school food. :) Honestly, I think he just likes to carry a lunchbox. It's a novelty to him. The bad thing about all of this is that I absolutely HATE to pack a lunch. I just run completely out of good ideas for lunches and I feel like I am packing the same thing over and over. Lily doesn't eat her lunch half the time, so I really don't know why I bother. I guess because I'd look like a terrible mom if I didn't. Oh well. I packed him a peanut butter and jelly sandwich day before yesterday, with a fruit roll up and some chips and CELERY. Can you believe that my child wanted celery? I can't eat the stuff without gagging but he loves it. Go figure. It seems like such an adult-tasting vegetable, but he is crazy about it. Lily's preschool is peanut free so I have an extra hard time finding lunch ideas for her. I could throw a few saltines or tricuits in a bag and she'd be totally happy. I did buy a jar of soy butter the last time I was at WalMart and do you know I actually liked it better than peanut butter? I don't know why but it seems to have a more "woodsy" aftertaste. I know that sounds weird, but you should try it if you haven't. It doesn't taste THAT much different, but I like it.
I had a really weird dream last night after a traumatic head injury at dance class... let me explain. I was waiting outside Lily's dance studio for the class before her to finish up and come out. I squatted down next to the wall outside the door to help her get her dance flats on and when I stood up...BAM! There was a mailbox mounted on the wall and it made direct contact with my forehead when I stood up. It hurt SOOOO bad! I have a "goose egg" even still and it still hurts like Hell-O. So, it is the only reason I can come up with for why I had this super strange dream last night about a giant strawberry. Yes, you read that right... a giant strawberry. I dreamed that there was a giant strawberry that was growing out of the ground (like a carrot) in my mom's front yard. I wanted to take a picture of the kids standing in front of it but there were these people who kept trying to eat it. I was really mad because they shouldn't have been eating it until after I had my pictures. So, then, for no apparent reason, the front yard turned into a swimming pool/ocean with the giant strawberry in the middle. I was swimming around and could not get out of the water. This guy I went to elementary school with and have not seen or thought about since then, was floating around in a yellow ducky innertube. It was just the two of us and after swimming around for a while I got tired and got into the inner tube with him. I fell asleep with my head laying on his back floating in the water. I slept really good because I felt like I was floating around all night long in the weird pool with the strawberry in it. I woke myself up a couple of times when I touched the big knot on my forehead to the pillow, but I went right back to sleep, floating around in the pool.
Am I totally insane or do other people have weird dreams like this? I know Carmen remembers the time I dreamed about giving birth to a sleeve of styrofoam cups. Anybody want to share their weird dreams to make me feel better?
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