Day 5 our theme was dinner. You could interpret it anyway you wanted. I tried to get a picture of just my food but I kept getting a blurry picture and not the nice pretty bokeh. I finally put the camera on the kitchen counter and went for this angle. I cropped it down a bit but you can still see Steve leaning over to get out of the picture. I wish I could have cropped out my flabby arm but then I would have cropped out the food!
By the way, we had sausage casserole and green beans. YUM YUM!
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Friday, March 26, 2010
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
My Memory is Failing and it Won't Come Back
Okay I am curious about something. How many people have actually gotten to the point in your house where you are completely out of toilet paper or your wash is so backed up that you have no towels and washcloths to take a shower with? Be honest, has it happened to you? It happens to me more times than I care to admit. This past weekend it happened again. What made this past weekend so special you ask? Well Drama Queen had a friend sleeping over. Yep I had to succumb some other poor child to my poor house upkeep. Saturday night when the friend was sleeping over, we had gone to the Grizzlies game. I got a call on my cell from Drama Queen and she told me that we were almost out of toilet paper. We had about a quarter of a roll left. I told them I was sorry and to use it very sparingly, only one sheet per person! If that ran out they could use the paper towels from the kitchen. Whew, won't that feel good? Yes, I knew we were almost out but come on, you don't expect me to make a trip to the grocery store before the weekend do you? When I got home Drama Queen had resorted to her own measures. She found a pack of pocket tissue to use.
The next morning before church we were taking showers. Yep you guessed it, I needed to wash clothes. I had to give the poor girl a beach towel and a very holey washcloth. To my poor children, "Use your hands!
At breakfast I ask the girls what they would like to eat. Now on Sunday mornings, to be honest with you we usually do not eat breakfast because we do good to get out the door on time and then are usually still five minutes late. They first say that they would like some cereal, then I remember that on Wednesday when the girls were home by themselves they left the milk out on the counter all day instead of putting it back up. Cereal was out, waffles were the next choice but we did not have enough time for that. I did have everything for that though! Finally I told them they could have 1 slice each of Banana Walnut bread that I had bought for our Sunday School Class. It was our week to contribute to the birthday breakfast. So, they had 1 little slice each. Drama Queen told me that everyone could hear their stomach's growling all during church. I said that made for good entertainment!
So, what are the chances that this girl's mother will let her sleep over again?
The next morning before church we were taking showers. Yep you guessed it, I needed to wash clothes. I had to give the poor girl a beach towel and a very holey washcloth. To my poor children, "Use your hands!
At breakfast I ask the girls what they would like to eat. Now on Sunday mornings, to be honest with you we usually do not eat breakfast because we do good to get out the door on time and then are usually still five minutes late. They first say that they would like some cereal, then I remember that on Wednesday when the girls were home by themselves they left the milk out on the counter all day instead of putting it back up. Cereal was out, waffles were the next choice but we did not have enough time for that. I did have everything for that though! Finally I told them they could have 1 slice each of Banana Walnut bread that I had bought for our Sunday School Class. It was our week to contribute to the birthday breakfast. So, they had 1 little slice each. Drama Queen told me that everyone could hear their stomach's growling all during church. I said that made for good entertainment!
So, what are the chances that this girl's mother will let her sleep over again?
Monday, July 30, 2007
New Journey
Today marks a new journey in my blog world. My goal is to share my crazy life with you. I hope to look back one day and laugh at all the craziness and share this journal of life with my children so they can laugh and remember their childhood. Without further ado, so it begins.
Saturday was cleaning day in Southernbelle's house. The last time the house was cleaned was a month ago (yes I said a month ago) and it was cleaned by my mother! Thank goodness for mother's. They are always there when you need them. I decided to start cleaning in the girls closets. It is back to school shopping time and I have no idea what they have or need. Recently it seems as though clothes seem to be disappearing. Drama Queen's (my oldest daughter) closet was not that bad. That is amazing in itself. I then moved on to Hurricane A's (my youngest daughter) closet. Oh my goodness. Now I know why she has been getting her room picked up so fast. Her interpretation of picking up her room is obviously to gather everything up and throw it the closet. This is what I found in the bottom of her closet:
Saturday was cleaning day in Southernbelle's house. The last time the house was cleaned was a month ago (yes I said a month ago) and it was cleaned by my mother! Thank goodness for mother's. They are always there when you need them. I decided to start cleaning in the girls closets. It is back to school shopping time and I have no idea what they have or need. Recently it seems as though clothes seem to be disappearing. Drama Queen's (my oldest daughter) closet was not that bad. That is amazing in itself. I then moved on to Hurricane A's (my youngest daughter) closet. Oh my goodness. Now I know why she has been getting her room picked up so fast. Her interpretation of picking up her room is obviously to gather everything up and throw it the closet. This is what I found in the bottom of her closet:
- Dirty clothes
- Clean clothes
- Dirty underwear (eewwww)
- Toys
- Videos without the case
- Odds and ends to who knows what
Now I know where all her new clothes were and the new underwear that I only remember seeing once! It seems they were growing gross things in the closet. I don't think Hurricane A needs any more clothes. She has enough to dress for nearly 2 weeks without repeat.
Next on to the playroom closet. This one was so bad that it took our entire family of 4 to complete it. In here we found:
- More dirty clothes
- Mismatched socks
- Ponytail holders that also seem to magically disappear
- Game pieces
- Polly Pocket dolls and itty bitty accessories
- Bratz dolls
- Barbie dolls
During this time together we had glorious fun of laughing and fighting. HA! Anyway, at one point you could hear this conversation between SoGent (husband) and myself.
SoGent: Are we done yet?
Me: I wish. This clutter seems to be growing.
SoGent: I really hate spending my weekends cleaning up the house. (editors note: PUHLEEEZ!)
Me: Tell me about it. By the time I get home from work the last thing I want to do is clean and I want to spend my weekends doing fun things.
SoGent: Would your mother really like to clean our house?
Me: Yes! She loves (exaggeration) to clean. She also would love the extra spending money since she retired.
SoGent: Well, let me think about it.
Doesn't he know better than to dangle such a thing in front of me? I will go after that like a dog to a t-bone?
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