I'm fed up with everyone and everything! My son's new years resolution was to be nicer to the cats. Instead, he's awful, he's a pest, he messes with them- so I get to shield the cats from him and try to keep them from turning into psycho kitties. I think I'm going to teach him a lesson and leave his bedroom door open so the cats will go in and pee on his bed. That's what they do to get back at him. As revenge goes, that is a great way to get back at someone. We as humans should do that too, just start peeing on peoples things if they are mean to us. Its so much more of a hassle for the person receiving the gift of pee. They have a whole mess to clean up, sanitize, and de-stinkify. It's true justice. :) Come to think of it, forget the cats, maybe I'll go pee on his bed!!!!!!!!
Friday night a group of girls from work went out for fondue. It was fun and the food was really good. I'm not a big cheese fan but we got a flavored kind which was very tasty. Of course the dessert was great because it was chocolate. My favorite part though, the salmon. Mmmm! It doesn't seem like a lot of food at first but once you start eating it seems to multiply. I felt like I was living a modern day loaves and fishes story from the Bible.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
I like reading cars
The bumper stickers. I love them. I will be entertained for the ENTIRE red light if a car in front of me is covered in bumper stickers. I would never deface my car with them, but I love it when other people do. And yet I hate those family ones they put on the back window with the little man or woman and kids and dog and/or cat. Puh-leaze! And I don't care that there are five people in your family plus a dog and cat and I re-hee-hee-ly don't care what their names are...unless of course I'm a stalker and viola! I just got your kids names, followed you around town, know your kids schedule and where you live...guess what super suburban mom? You just made my life as a criminal that much easier. (says the suburban mom with a super smug air about her)
oh, btw - I'm not a criminal...I'm just sayin...
Back to my original thought on how fabulous some bumper stickers are...saw a good one today, thought I'd share:
Never raise your hands to a child...it leaves your groin unprotected!!!
Now that explains why you don't see people give a high 10, it's always a high 5.
oh, btw - I'm not a criminal...I'm just sayin...
Back to my original thought on how fabulous some bumper stickers are...saw a good one today, thought I'd share:
Never raise your hands to a child...it leaves your groin unprotected!!!
Now that explains why you don't see people give a high 10, it's always a high 5.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I've got the Oscar Mayer song stuck in my head
I have a terrible picture of me in front of the coolest vehicle EVER! (can't get it to upload properly) I got to see the Oscar Mayer wiener mobile!!! It was at the movie theater when I dropped Devan off on Friday night. It was dark and everyone had gone in for the night so I didn't get to see inside. I don't know if I would have been able to anyway, but I have decided it's rather large in the back end of the dog...big enough to sleep in. Plus, that thing is always touring around the U.S., so the driver or possibly drivers must live in it, they at least have to sleep in it. I wanna sleep in it! Oh, how much fun would that be to take camping...oh, yeah!!! I'm not sure how we would attach the bike rack though. Anyway, as I was typing out Oscar Mayer, I instantly started singing the "my bologna has a first name, it's O-S-C-A-R, my bologna has a second name, it's M-A-Y-E-R, oh, I love to eat it everyday and if you ask me Why? I'll say, cuz Oscar Mayer has a way with B-O-L-O-G-N-A!"
You know and I know, you just sang it and it's stuck in your head too...
You know and I know, you just sang it and it's stuck in your head too...
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Shorts weather
It's warm. :) I saw a guy wearing shorts and a t-shirt today. Its gorg-us (said with a fancy snooty french accent). Too bad my son is sick. He can't enjoy the nice weather because he's lying on the couch being ill and sleeping. When I called the school attendance office they said there was something going around the freshman class because they've had a lot of calls today. I have to admit though, I'm glad I went to work. He acts like such a helpless baby if I'm home. Seriously, it's annoying. Plus, he threw up and he would have acted completely pathetic if I were here.
My car had a small oil leak, which I knew about, that was very minimal and not a big deal. My mechanic told me where it was and how much it would be to fix it but since it was so slight, just check my oil and if it's low add some. It is something I wouldn't need to fix unless it seems to be getting worse. I played it really conservative with my tax withholding and am getting a lot back. I took my car in to get an estimate to fix the leak. There is more than one leak. My engine is sort of oozing oil. There are three small leaks now. The leak I knew about is a small part but labor intensive to fix. The two new ones are small and don't require much time but all in all, I've decided that I'm in the wrong profession! They estimate a job to take 3 hours but if they get done in 2, you still get charged for the three! I'm short enough to work under the engine easily enough so I think I should become a mechanic. Plus, my fingernails will always have engine grime in them so I won't bite them. I can make lots of money and have nice long but dirty fingernails. Win/Win (I can live with dirt. God made dirt so dirt don't hurt.)
We made snickerdoodles the other night and Devan preheated the oven while we prepared the cookie dough. I made a big sheet of them and when I opened the oven door a plume of black smoke escaped! Did I burn the cookies? How did I burn the cookies?! Oh, yeah, that's why...Devan preheated the oven to 450 instead of 400!!!! Needless to say we corrected the temp of the oven and made the rest of the cookies. I was fortunate enough to get a few of the cookies before my 14 year old son horked them down. Hhmm, maybe that's why he's throwing up today...too many cookies. It has to be the amount of cookies, not the quality - I'm a good cookie cook. :)
My car had a small oil leak, which I knew about, that was very minimal and not a big deal. My mechanic told me where it was and how much it would be to fix it but since it was so slight, just check my oil and if it's low add some. It is something I wouldn't need to fix unless it seems to be getting worse. I played it really conservative with my tax withholding and am getting a lot back. I took my car in to get an estimate to fix the leak. There is more than one leak. My engine is sort of oozing oil. There are three small leaks now. The leak I knew about is a small part but labor intensive to fix. The two new ones are small and don't require much time but all in all, I've decided that I'm in the wrong profession! They estimate a job to take 3 hours but if they get done in 2, you still get charged for the three! I'm short enough to work under the engine easily enough so I think I should become a mechanic. Plus, my fingernails will always have engine grime in them so I won't bite them. I can make lots of money and have nice long but dirty fingernails. Win/Win (I can live with dirt. God made dirt so dirt don't hurt.)
We made snickerdoodles the other night and Devan preheated the oven while we prepared the cookie dough. I made a big sheet of them and when I opened the oven door a plume of black smoke escaped! Did I burn the cookies? How did I burn the cookies?! Oh, yeah, that's why...Devan preheated the oven to 450 instead of 400!!!! Needless to say we corrected the temp of the oven and made the rest of the cookies. I was fortunate enough to get a few of the cookies before my 14 year old son horked them down. Hhmm, maybe that's why he's throwing up today...too many cookies. It has to be the amount of cookies, not the quality - I'm a good cookie cook. :)
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Dating My Son
My handsome boy got his hair cut. He looks great! It also shows how much he looks like his father. :( The new hair cut makes him look a lot older meaning when we go out to eat now, people will think we are on a date! It's been happening for a while now. We'll get servers asking if our orders are one separate tickets or they will hand the bill to Devan. One lady was even pushing the wine list on me and when I refused, she looked at Dev and asked him if he wanted a drink? Yeah, he has a soda, he's good thanks! I guess I need to look more parental or something. :)
MUCH BETTER!!!!
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