Thursday, May 31, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
I want this bra!
My No No Hair Removal experience
I had mentioned before that I wanted to try the No No Hair remover. I didn't want to put out the whole $285 at once so I went to HSN and did their payment plan of $55 a month. It has a 60 day money back guarantee so I figured, what the hell. It arrived yesterday and I swear I was like a kid at Christmas. I read the directions, charged it and got down to business. I LOVE THIS THING!!!!! I don't know what all the negative reviews are about burning your skin. It didn't happen one for me. Did my chin, stache and arms. Smooth as a baby's bottom. We'll see how it works as far as rate of hair growth return, but for now, well worth the money.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Sleeping in???? Ya, right...
As busy Mom's, who have probably been getting up with the sun for YEARS, since giving birth to our precious bundles of joy -15 1/2 in my case- why is it that the ever elusive idea of sleeping in, still sounds sooooo attractive? Now that my oldest is driving himself and his little brother to school, we don't have to get up quite so early to make the bus. (It comes at 7:12, on the money. Ridiculous.) My husband left for work at five this morning, and I was fairly wide awake to say goodbye, as he is gone for the week. I thought to myself, "Self, I can totally go back to bed," and voilla!!! I did. Yay me, right? Not so much... Ha, when my alarm went off an hour and a half later, I felt like hammered dog-shit! So out of it, I could hardly put one foot in front of the other, and I am just sure that I looked like something who would have no trouble being cast as an extra for the Walking Dead! Bummer, man. So not the end result I was hoping for. I should have just stayed up, and I knew it. Smh... I clearly remember as a teenager, the sheer luxury of not getting up until noon some weekend days, and how deliciously lazy that felt. Maybe that is my answer, right there!!! We are all so used to being sleep deprived, and worn out, that we secretly yearn for the days before all the huge responsibilities of mommyness, removed all doubt that it sometimes sucks to be the grown-up. No matter how cool we thought it would be to be our own boss. Hahaha... Ya, sure. Once you have a baby, all independence goes right out the window, for you younger ladies. Just a heads up. To be honest, I wouldn't trade the sleepless nights for anything, my boys will be grown and gone soon enough, if the past years are any indication of how quickly time passes, and next time I will just stay the hell up and clean up the kitchen for something new and exciting to do. I'll sleep when I and they are old. XO ~Heather
Sit down and shut up!!!!!
Children: You spend the first 2 years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next 16 years telling them to sit down and shut-up....
Monday, May 28, 2012
US Military Tribute - Far Away - Nickelback
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Fakers. LOL
"Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake a whole relationship..." Sharon Stone
Friday, May 25, 2012
Le Ode to Cherry Chapstick
Ohhhh, Cherry Chapstick,
you are the one.
When I am chillin' at the homestead,
with my hair all undone.
With the sweats, socks and slippers,
all hideously on,
the freed boobs slightly saggin',
I am forty-one....
I reach for your lusciousness,
stashed all over the house!
Have to hide you from the creepers,
for my sons are like louse.
They too have a thing for you,
I've told them you're NOT food,
but still they persist,
Thing one and Thing two.
Katy Perry has made you famous again,
(that lousy bitch)
but we know our love
goes waaaaaay back to when.
I cannot live without you,
my addiction is complete.
How can I deny it?
You taste, oh so sweet...
For this I must thank you,
you know not what you mean.
I simply wish I owned stock,
and made a whole lotta green....
Mmmmmm....... ; )
~Heather
you are the one.
When I am chillin' at the homestead,
with my hair all undone.
With the sweats, socks and slippers,
all hideously on,
the freed boobs slightly saggin',
I am forty-one....
I reach for your lusciousness,
stashed all over the house!
Have to hide you from the creepers,
for my sons are like louse.
They too have a thing for you,
I've told them you're NOT food,
but still they persist,
Thing one and Thing two.
Katy Perry has made you famous again,
(that lousy bitch)
but we know our love
goes waaaaaay back to when.
I cannot live without you,
my addiction is complete.
How can I deny it?
You taste, oh so sweet...
For this I must thank you,
you know not what you mean.
I simply wish I owned stock,
and made a whole lotta green....
Mmmmmm....... ; )
~Heather
Ugh! Age and hair growth.
Is it not bad enough that when I turned 40 I instantly could not see the writing in the menu anymore? No, it gets so much better. Now the hair that was never there. Upper lip, chin, under chin etc... The tweezers are killing me and they grow faster every time I pluck. I finally broke down and (after months of thinking about it and research) bought the No No. I can't afford laser and (according to the infomercial I saw at 2am) it's on a 60 day trial, so if it doesn't work, it goes back. I'll keep you updated on the progress. (I know you can't wait ;))
Maybe a sandwich will help.
I spent 4.5 hours steam cleaning my carpets yesterday. Of course they look fabulous when they're still damp with all the pretty, clean lines from the steam cleaner. Exhausted and sore but extremely pleased with myself I laid on the couch to watch some TV. I woke up around 2am and remembered the carpets. I switched on all the lights to again, gaze upon my fabulous back breaking work and of course, the carpet is beginning to dry and some of the tougher spots are already starting to lift up. FUUUUUU@*&$#@********!!! I made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and went back to bed.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Capricorn. This is me ALL over. Spooky...
I came across this blog and it is spot on, in my case. Gave me goose bumps, even! I have read a lot of these, and this one is great. Check them out... Let me know, btw!
http://planetwaves.net/pagetwo/capricorn/
http://planetwaves.net/pagetwo/capricorn/
Beauty of headache cure. *wink, wink*
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Queen - Who Wants to Live Forever
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Verbal Release Therapy
It happens.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Tough guy, eh?? Pffftttt....
On the way home from work today, I had to stop at the local market. I went in, got what I needed, and exchanged pleasantries with the locals who work there, you know the drill... As I was leaving, my phone rang, so I put my crap in the backseat and went about my phone call, while getting in the car. Not one to talk and drive, usually, I sat in the parking lot while we chatted. I glanced to my left and saw this dude standing beside this really tricked out lowrider, smoking a cigarette. When I say he looked like a thug, I mean it. Face and neck tattoos, more jewelry on than I probably own, flat brimmed hat to the side, wife beater, the whole nine-yards. I noticed him not because of how he looked really, but for the vicious snarl on his face, as he was giving me the greasy eye. I looked right back, as is my way, like WTF are you looking at, asshole??!! He looked away, yay me. Small victories, ya know? Anyway, this car was frickin' hot! Windows were black as night, chrome everywhere, just beautiful. I was just thinking, what a yutz, when all of a sudden he bends over, peering in the windows and proceeds with the most adorable baby talk I have ever heard!!! Then he starts making ridiculous faces, opens the door and out pops a precious little girl, all dolled up in pink from head to toe. Immediately out went the cigarette and he scooped her up and gives her a huge kiss while she giggled hysterically. So stinkin' cute. He looked at me again and smiled. I smiled back, and put it in reverse, content with my warm fuzzies. It just goes to show, you never know what's going on inside of people. Lesson learned for the day. XO ~Heather
Monday, May 21, 2012
The lake at sunset
Best inexpensive family vacation destinations!!
I love to travel, and am always looking for great deals! I found this very interesting.
http://www.trafalgar.com/usa/our-vacations/family-experiences?gclid=CKOugtPnkbACFSo0Qgodx2x_ng
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Imagine Dragons - It's Time
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Crazy Kids Photo Contest
Go to our Facebook Page and click the Photo Contest Tab to enter.
https://www.facebook.com/LeslieG5?ref=tn_tnmn
Learning life's tough lessons.
My kid is so wonderfully crazy, I just love him to bits. He took a major hit in the old ego department today, and he is bouncing back like a champ. He is 8 years old and is playing up an age bracket with the 9 and 10 year olds. As I mentioned we take baseball very seriously around here, and he had tried out for the all-star travelling team, twice this week for a total of four brutal hours. It was unfortunately, kind of expected that he would make it because he is a fantastic catcher, great first baseman and decent pitcher. So with hopes high, he raced home after practice last night and waited by the phone for the call that never came. :( Practices started this am and since we heard nothing, he didn't go. In my opinion that is the shits, btw. No call or anything?? How rude! Anywho, from what I understand the coach decided to go with mostly ten year olds, regardless of skill and that's ok. It is their last year before moving up to the tougher Major Leauge and they should enjoy it. Many, many tears and hugs later, little big man is nearly right as rain. He is now watching his hero, Dennis the Menace *sigh* and was just rooting through the fridge looking for more food. Again. He came across a treat that his Grandma had gotten him, because he a dessert fanatic. Tully (one of my dogs) and I were also in the kitchen and both jumped a f'in foot when Fletcher sang out at the top of his little lungs, "FLAN, DELICIOUS FLAN!!!!!" Hahaha... He grabbed two and skipped out of the room, singing all -the-while... That kid is a crack-up. Still laughing... I admire him and wish I had his ability to just... Let. It. Go... Rock on Fletchman. <3 ~Heather
Crisis Averted!
The girl got invited to a birthday party last week. Her friend (whom I adore) is super sweet. She and the girl were talking about the party while we (the girl, her friend and the small boy) we were at the park last week. Like I said, her friend is SUPER SWEET and when she saw the sad look on the small boys face she invited him as well. He is 8 and was THRILLED to be invited. The girl has a conversation with me a few nights later about how he can't come because it is a 5th grader party only. I know this. I know Little M can't go. I was just trying to figure out a way to tell him without breaking his little heart. He LOOOOOOVES his big sister, but hey, some times ya just can't go with her. The party is today. Late last night I got a call from one of the small boy's friends mom. He has been invited to go to the Air Show today! Woo and a fricken hooo. I know it's only a band-aid and at some point he'll have to understand that his big sis has a life that does not always include him. BUT NOT TODAY!! ♥
Friday, May 18, 2012
25th Anniversary... Doh!
A man and his wife go to their honeymoon hotel for their 25th anniversary. As the couple reflected on that magical evening 25 years ago, the wife asked the husband, "When you first saw my naked body in front of you, what was going through your mind?"
The husband replied, "All I wanted to do was to fuck your brains out, and suck your tits dry."
Then, as the wife undressed, she asked, "What are you thinking now?"
He replied, "It looks as if I did a pretty good job."
[Haha!!! Oh shit... ]
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Easy Party Chicken
Old-fashioned comfort food at it's finest (and easiest!) It does require overnight refrigeration, so do plan ahead.
8 chicken breast halves, boneless, skinless
8 slices bacon, lightly fried, but don't get crisp
1 (2 1/2- oz.) jar dried beef Found in the canned meat aisle
1 can Cream of Mushroom soup
1/2 pt. sour cream
garlic powder, salt and pepper to taste
Wrap each breast with bacon; cover bottom of 9 x 13 dish with beef. Lay chicken breasts on top of beef. Mix soup and sour cream, pour over and sprinkle with spices. Refrigerate overnight. Allow pan to warm up, then bake at 275 for three hours, uncovered.
8 chicken breast halves, boneless, skinless
8 slices bacon, lightly fried, but don't get crisp
1 (2 1/2- oz.) jar dried beef Found in the canned meat aisle
1 can Cream of Mushroom soup
1/2 pt. sour cream
garlic powder, salt and pepper to taste
Wrap each breast with bacon; cover bottom of 9 x 13 dish with beef. Lay chicken breasts on top of beef. Mix soup and sour cream, pour over and sprinkle with spices. Refrigerate overnight. Allow pan to warm up, then bake at 275 for three hours, uncovered.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
I don't care what your friends do. Picking your nose at school is gross!
I'm making dinner and the smallest boy is with me in the kitchen. The kitchen is where all my people feel the need to gravitate and talk to me while I'm trying to orchestrate the sumptuous dining experience they will consume. So he tells me about his "friend" who is "mean" to him and some of his other friends because they pick their noses. Um, ok. First of all, your "friend" is kind of mean for saying that to you in front of everyone. Second, picking your nose in public is disgusting and gross. You actually do this at school in front of people? Yes! And it's not disgusting. The boogers get hard and they hurt so I have to get them out!! Tell your teacher you need to use the bathroom and go use a tissue! No!
Okey dokey. I know the boy has some allergies that probably have something to do with the "hard boogers". Guess we'll just continue this little discussion with the Pediatrician.
Okey dokey. I know the boy has some allergies that probably have something to do with the "hard boogers". Guess we'll just continue this little discussion with the Pediatrician.
Popular baby names for 2012! Twilight and the Kardashians?? How sad... LOL
The top baby names of the year have been revealed! So which names can you shout at the playground to guarantee a ton of little tots running towards you?
It’s clear from the list that the most popular names are heavily influenced from Hollywood! Find out which ones!
We’re sure Taylor Lautner and Kristen Stewart would approve of the newest baby name report. Twilight-inspired names are still rocking the spots up high, withJacob still the most popular for the 13th year running!
Isabella, like Bella Swan, had been the top girl’s name for two years but dropped to second place with Sophia now as the most popular name for girls. Could parents be making an homage to stunning Modern Family star Sophia Vergara?
In a surprise jump, Mason, as in the adorable Mason Disick of the Kardashian crew, jumped 10 whole places to take the second spot for boys. Mason knocked out Michael for the first time in 63 years, according to the Associated Press.
And William — perhaps a nod to our favorite Prince Charming — rounds the top three for boys.
A few more rising names seem to say parents are looking to the stars for name-spiration. For girls:Briella, as in Briella Calafiore of Jerseylicious, jumped an astounding 394 spots, to No. 497. For boys: Brantley, like country singer Brantly Gilbert, was the fastest rising name for boys, jumping 416 spots to No. 320.
“It shows what we’re paying attention to, what we’re thinking about,” said Laura Wattenberg, creator of the website babynamewizard.com to the Associated Press. “Today, you can’t walk through a supermarket without learning more than you hoped to know about the Kardashian family. That’s just reality.”
The list was released May 14 by the Social Security Administration. Check out the top 10 for boys and girls:
BOYS
1. Jacob
2. Mason
3. William
4. Jayden
5. Noah
6. Michael
7. Ethan
8. Alexander
9. Aiden
10. Daniel
1. Jacob
2. Mason
3. William
4. Jayden
5. Noah
6. Michael
7. Ethan
8. Alexander
9. Aiden
10. Daniel
GIRLS
1. Sophia
2. Isabella
3. Emma
4. Olivia
5. Ava
6. Emily
7. Abigail
8. Madison
9. Mia
10. Chloe
1. Sophia
2. Isabella
3. Emma
4. Olivia
5. Ava
6. Emily
7. Abigail
8. Madison
9. Mia
10. Chloe
We are leaving NOW!
I know, it's normally a cliche for women, however, THIS is without a doubt my 19
year old son. I have left without him on more than one occasion. smh
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
This about sums it up. ♥
Have you ever had a serious (like about your life) Ah Ha Moment?
I had one today. The first time in my 42 years. A REAL Ah Ha Moment. It was disappointing, enlightening and exhilarating all at the same time. I've been rolling through a tough time lately (my stand still post if you've read it) so I have taken it upon myself to see a head straightener outer to try to get myself back on track. So we're talking today and I'm telling her what's the haps with the husband, work, my mother yada yada. I'm practically begging her to give me the magic button to jump out of my funk. She explains to me that she puts her clients in 3 basic categories. She say's, "now don't be offended when I tell you this and give me a moment to explain. You Leslie are a complainer." How do you figure that? I don't socialize very much to avoid doing this very thing. I don't really talk to anyone or have a support system so who the fuck am I complaining to? You make changes when you have an excuse to not because you need to. BOOM!!!!!! Honest to God I scanned my last 20 years and she couldn't be more right. I changed jobs because I had to. I got married because I had to. I left my first husband because I had to. I know something is going to make my husband act like a lunatic but do nothing till he actually acts like a lunatic because then, I have to. And then there I am. The survivor. The hero. Making the best of what I have is the way it looks from the outside. Ah Ha.
~Leslie
~Leslie
Monday, May 14, 2012
The 80's rocked. I refuse to take shit for it...
I just posted a pic on our facebook page that got me to thinkin' about the 80's. I cannot tell you how many times I have taken crap for being a proud 80's survivor! What gives? My husband is older than I and graduated in '81, so the early stoner/music scene was more his deal, (think Dazed and Confused) and obviously my son is just now a teenager and thinks there was no more a ridiculous time period, EVAR... Why are we constantly forced to defend ourselves for having a blast? Life was pretty good in my world. The economy was kickin' and my parents made sure that I had a pretty cushy life. (Thank you, guys. Both worked hard, btw.) People looked good and actually gave a crap if their shoes, of which we all had a zillion pair, matched- let alone our socks, ffs. We went roller skating for certain hours, only. Took the bus to the mall and chased cute Italian boys. (amongst others) LOL We did not ask dudes for THEIR numbers- home phones only then, of course. We waited for them to ask us, and generally told our friends to give it, later. We talked on the phone, went on dates to the movies, and took HOURS to get ready. Hair combed? You bet! Overly so, really, but at least we cared. We wouldn't be caught dead in a "messy bun." WTF? You must be joking. Even guys cared! Not in a shiny metro-sexual kind of way, but they were clean and always smelled reeeeeally good. Can you say Polo? Polo!!! All in all, it was pretty harmless. When we got older and the partying started, maybe not so much, but even then it was fun! Now, everybody looks the same. As I said, too tight jeans, infant sized t-shirts, pajama bottoms and slippers! Eegads... Really? Ick. Hardly anyone gives a shit, and those who do, are ostracized. Geek, Emo, Goth, whatever. At least they are trying for a bit of an individual look and feel. We had a great variety of music, as well. I myself, went through various styles and changes from Ozzy, Dio and The Pet Shop Boys to Tone Loc.Those were the days and I miss them, from time to time, tbh. I would at least kill for my shoe collection, not to mention my waist size and butt! Ha, and remember how we all thought we were fat, ffs. Psshhh.... Smh. ~Heather
Sunday, May 13, 2012
My Mother's Day breakfast conversation. *sigh*
Oh, for crying out loud!!! Little man and I were eating breakfast together and he was talking about Mother's Day and how he would be a dad someday 'cause men can't have babies. He said that guys wouldn't like to be "cut open" to get the baby out. I stupidly said that not all women were cut open to have a baby, but men would have to be. Well, being an 8 yr old chatterbox, you can just imagine how the conversation went down hill from there. *sigh* Suffice it to say, that it ended up with me telling him that he was a natural birth, and he said, "EW!!!! I came from NUTS??!!" Trying not to laugh hysterically, I said, "No son, women have different private parts." Not wanting to let it go, I finally sheepishly said, "women have vaginas, Fletcher." Little devil breaks into a huge grin and goes, "I know Mom. I just wanted to hear you say it." Little shit. Happy Mother's Day to me! :D :D :D
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Fun toe-nails are where it's at!! ; )
Hey y'all! Helpful hint from Heather time: I like to change my toe-nail color, a lot. The funkier the better, sometimes. I was perusing the drug store today, and saw this cool shade of purple that caught my eye. I don't need anymore, but being that it was like, 2 bucks, I decided what the hell. (It's a cheap thrill of mine, like flip-flops feed my shoe addiction. ;) Anywho, just used it and it is AWESOME! Great big wide brush makes it sooo much easier and way less mess! Looks professionally done, even. Yay!! Supposed to last a long time, too. It's called Wet n Wild megalast. Color- On a trip. Check it out! Anything that saves time is a win in book... :D
Dear ex sister/brother in law, do you ever make your kids wear nice clothes?
Today is my 14 year old sons Confirmation. Confirmation for the kids is the one time of the year that my husband and I go to the ex Mother-in-Law's house. (I am on very good terms with her) Before you think I'm snotty or booshie, stop. There are certain occasions that I think call for dressing up. Church, Temple, First Communion, Confirmation, Bar/Bat Mitzvah, birthday parties, Christmas, Thanksgiving etc... It never fails when we attend gatherings at the ex In-Laws that EVERY SINGLE cousin (ages 22 to 4) is dressed like they are going to play a pick up game of football. T-shirts, sports shorts, ripped pants, hair a mess, dirty tennis shoes or rubber flip flops. It's not about showing off your kids or forcing them to dress the way they don't want to. (even though in a round a bout way you are) It's about showing your host common courtesy of the event your were invited to and acknowledging that it is as important to you as it is to your host. I make my kids shower, cut hair if necessary, clean/cut fingernails, clean pressed dress clothes on and clean "nice" shoes. By the time we get to any of these events my children (all 5) look like they should be on magazine covers compared to the cousins. Why would adults take the time to dress appropriately to attend an event and then allow their children to look like they rolled out of bed and throw on something they picked up off the floor?
~Leslie
~Leslie
Sometimes being the "parent" sucks!!!!!
Well, hell. It had been a fairly happy day around the homestead. Good weather for a change, nice dinner and number one son FINALLY got his much anticipated driver's license! This will be a humongous burden off ol' mamason, being baseball season. Practice? See ya when you get home, love. It was only the third attempt, due to the instructors paperwork errors. We had gone twice before, sat for two hours each time only to be told that the instructor of the class had screwed up, not once, but twice!! Super. No matter, today was the correct day, and the very good news was, no driving test required! He had passed during the course and the instructor is licensed to waive the test for all but an unlucky, random 10%. So, success!! Anyway, I digress. He had decided to stay home tonight, much to my surprise. Wait, was that the buzz of a text, perchance?? Why, yes it was! "Mom, is it cool if I go to the movies?" "Sure kid, I don't blame you." We live about 45 minutes from the largest town with a theater and there was much flying around to make it on time. Getting ready to head out the door when, Buuuuzzzzzz.... Another text. No, wait! Change o' plans. They decided to go to the Legion baseball game. Waaaay better chance of hot chicks, I am told. Hahaha!!! O.k. It is true, my son plays in the league below, and now all his friends want to go to his games because of the weird little groupies, a topic for another time. *sigh* So, I say- "Be very careful, I love you and text me when you get to the field and a couple times through the night, home by eleven, k?" "Sure thing, Mom. I love you, too." BANG!!! goes the door. His Dad calls and says, "Eleven?? No way." He texts son and says - be home by ten. "OK." Was the reply.... After that, nothin'. :/ At 9:45 the phone rings, it is his best buddy's cell number. I answer immediately! (Truth be told, I am a nervous wreck, at this point.) "Mom, the movie just got out, and I left my phone in the truck, which is why I didn't answer your texts." Ummm.... WTF? Movies? I, of course, am immediately pissed, and he goes, "What? I totally told you we were going to the movies, and don't worry about me being late, 'cause I am spending the night at Hudson's, which I also totally told you." All with a SERIOUS attitude. Ummm... WTF? "The hell you are!! You get your ass home, right about NOOOW!" "I don't know why you are spazzing, but whatever, I love you too!!" *snark, snark* Are you kidding me? First outing and he blows it this bad? Shit. (I should add that he is really a super kid. I tease him all the time that he is the rules police. "Mom, way to fully stop, or Mom, you are in the crosswalk." So? LOL) Damn, now I have to put on the bitch hat again and decide what punishment to dole out. He is home safe and sound, and has gone to bed. I was way more wild than he will ever be, but precedents must be established. Damnation. Parenting can really suck. Where is my f*cking manual??
Friday, May 11, 2012
Chocolate Spice Zucchini Cake
This sounds weird, but my kids love it, and it's a great way to slip some zucchini by 'em. ;)
Preheat oven to 350. Grease and flour and 9x13 pan.
1 C brown sugar, packed
1/2 C sugar
1/2 butter, softened
1/2 C oil
3 eggs
1 t. vanilla
1/2 C buttermilk (or you can use 1/2 t. baking soda dissolved in milk to imitate sour milk)
2 1/2 C flour
1 t. cinnamon
1 t. ground cloves
1/2 t. salt
2 t. baking soda
4 T. cocoa powder
2 C. unpeeled, grated zucchini
3/4 chocolate chips
Cream sugars, butter and oil. Add eggs, one at time, mix well. Add vanilla and buttermilk. Combine dry ingredients and add to batter. Mix well. Stir in zucchini. Pour into 9x13 and sprinkle with chocolate chips. Bake for 50 - 60 minutes, until a knife inserted in the middle, comes out clean. Cool completely.
Yep. That's me
My Mom
©
Samantha Blackwood
Waking up to a new day
I find my mother there
Always up to awaken me
And to help me brush my hair
She does everything imaginable
And helps me on my way
On the road to a successful future
Every single day
Yet, sometimes she confuses me
And puzzles others too
Saying, Hey, don't talk back to me.
But then, answer, when I talk to you
I love my mother very much
But sometimes don't understand
I'm thirteen years old
And crossing the street
Still she holds my hand
But we are all thankful for our moms
That person in our lives
Who takes good care and nurture us
And supports the way we strive
No matter what we do or say
We know we'll never lose
The love and support
That they have for us in whatever path we choose
Most times my mother makes me laugh
Sometimes I think she's insane
But then again she may take a look at me
And think the very same
When she goes out and shops for food
She may even get frustrated
On the double
The cashier had better get the math right
Or else she'll be in big trouble
I used to think that no one else would do the things she'd do
Yet I'm absolutely sure
That your mother does the same things too
My mom could be a lawyer
She loves to argue too
But don't debate with her
The loser will definitely be you
So thank God for mothers
And the crazy things they do
Stop and think
When you're a parent
You’ll act the same way too
I find my mother there
Always up to awaken me
And to help me brush my hair
She does everything imaginable
And helps me on my way
On the road to a successful future
Every single day
Yet, sometimes she confuses me
And puzzles others too
Saying, Hey, don't talk back to me.
But then, answer, when I talk to you
I love my mother very much
But sometimes don't understand
I'm thirteen years old
And crossing the street
Still she holds my hand
But we are all thankful for our moms
That person in our lives
Who takes good care and nurture us
And supports the way we strive
No matter what we do or say
We know we'll never lose
The love and support
That they have for us in whatever path we choose
Most times my mother makes me laugh
Sometimes I think she's insane
But then again she may take a look at me
And think the very same
When she goes out and shops for food
She may even get frustrated
On the double
The cashier had better get the math right
Or else she'll be in big trouble
I used to think that no one else would do the things she'd do
Yet I'm absolutely sure
That your mother does the same things too
My mom could be a lawyer
She loves to argue too
But don't debate with her
The loser will definitely be you
So thank God for mothers
And the crazy things they do
Stop and think
When you're a parent
You’ll act the same way too
Sometimes I hate being right.
The oldest boy is home from college for the summer. For the last few months I've been telling him to go back to work with my husband full time like he does every year. His father has been telling him can work with him laying tile and make $15 an hour. This happens every year, and every year my ex husbands boss falls through and my son ends up working for my husband, but not full time and loses money he could have made. He makes $12 an hour with my husband. It's not the ex's fault. His boss does this EVERY YEAR. So the boy gets home yesterday and tells me he starts working with his dad today. I say, "ok, but you should call Michael (my husband) just in case and see if he has hours for you." The boy calls me last night to tell me that working with his father has been delayed and he doesn't know when he'll start. Yeah, you better call Michael.......Again. :(
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Crazy things kids say. PART 5 OF 8
What we requested our friends give us:
Ok. I'm compiling a list of the craziest (horrible, funny, etc..)
things that children say to their parents to put on the blog. Please
just give me THE NUMBER ONE CRAZIEST THING your child,children have
said to you.(age of when they said it doesn't matter) It will be a copy
and paste to the blog so make sure it's just one.
Ready.....................GO!
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