I know, I know, that's not what they taught YOU in school.
On Friday I went to join in Bug's "Modified Thanksgiving Feast" at school. The menu...Pizza, carrots with ranch and cookies...every kid's dream!
She looked super cute in her Pilgrim hat, and had a great time showing me around and telling me all about her classroom. I pulled the bad parent card, though, and signed her out after lunch (in my defense, most parents there did too). We had to rest up and get pretty, because Bug's dance studio was scheduled to open for Santa'a arrival at the mall.
Did I take pics, nope, sorry...I will take pics when we get all prettied up for the Christmas Recital though.
Well, as I blogged abour previously, I'm a big fan of the Twilight books, and joined in on all of the craziness Thursday by hitting the midnight premier of New Moon with my friend Nat!
We had a great time and I was shocked at all of the other Mama's and even Grandma's who joined in! I figured we would mostly be surrounded by teenage girls, and don't get me wrong, there were plenty there, but there was a huge assortment of people...even guys!
That's us in our seats waiting and waiting.
I arrived at the theater at around 9pm after many back and forth txts from my great friend who had been in line since around 5pm (she's a dedicated one!) and the line literally wrapped around the whole building! Everyone was nice and calm and super excited. And I enjoyed some quailty time with my Kindle and then visiting once Nat arrived from work.
The movie was great! I thought it was much better than the 1st, and cracked up everytime the teenage girls screamed when there was a male actor with his shirt off (which was pretty frequent...thank-you wolf pack)!
I have a very big thank you to the MOST WONDERFUL Hubs who was so kind as to let me sleep til 10 and take a nap after getting home around 3:30am he is just awesome (and super thankful I didn't offer to drag him along with me)! Thank-you Hubs...I know you're reading!
Hello all, I've decided to purge myself of some goofball stuff by being brutally honest with Mckmama this morning, hope you enjoy!
I totally did not wrap up my industrious day yesterday by whining about it on my blog for all to see, not me. Deep inside I love cleaning, and would never ever let dust build up on my ceiling fans and beautiful blinds, I'm just way too on top of things for that to happen.
I am also not blogging right now instead of continuing in my quest to thoroughly clean this place up...I don't ever waste time, and I never procrastinate...Not ME.
My son is not currently on his second glass of Dr. Pepper this morning. I would never think to myself that the sooner he finishes drinking the last 1/4th of the 2 liter he'll quit asking for more...whew...does that make me a bad mom...wait, don't answer that (and don't call the kids dentist and report me either) :)
And finally, I totally did not waste use a perfectly good PTO day for Thursday this week to avoid middle of the night texts at work from all my Twilight buddies who will be at the premier about how awesome the movie is. Since I'm such a mature mother of 2 and didn't get wrapped up in the Twimania, I never would have purchased my tickets for the midnight premier 2 months ago just in case I could get the night off. Nope, I'm saving up all my PTO time for my sister's wedding in June and our vaca.
Ok, that's it...have a good Monday everybody! I'm sure glad I didn't do any of these things, by the way...enjoy a week of your own Not Me's!
Yesterday was the kids side of the house, living room and kitchen.
Today, the blinds in the living room and kitchen, ceiling fans in our room and the living room.
I tried to talk Hubs into just buying new ones...but #1 Lowes was already closed, and #2 he told me how much those stupid dirt attracting blinds I thought were so cool in September when we moved in cost! Wowzers!
I HATE cleaning...
anyone who does needs some serious help,
maybe even some therapy.
I really should have given the bigger house thing some more thought.
I hated cleaning a tiny house...
"Hello Self, what were YOU thinking doubling it?"
Do I feel better that (with some help from Hubs) the big blinds in the kitchen and living room are shiney white and clear of dust...
Am I proud that the three fans in my house are shiny and bright...
because I'm pretty sure about 40% of the dust is now down my shirt...
I really think I need some help.
I don't clean like this, ever.
Ask anyone I know, they'll tell you.
And no, I'm not nesting, for those who think bizzare behaviors are related to being preggers.
I tend to do bizzare things all on my own.
Ok, I'm done ranting and raving now.
I guess every once in a while you just have to pull yourself up by your grown up boot straps and do stuff you'd rather not...I'm going to go shower now, and sleep, who knows where this cleaning streak will lead to tomorrow...I'm scared to even think about it right now.
I've had a lot of people comment that I haven't really posted many pictures of our new house.
Well, there's really not a lot to post about yet.
Some of the rooms look a little silly because, for now, we're just using our old furniture from our old house that was 1/2 the size, all of the walls are the same color, and until BFF came over several weeks ago to help me hang some pics and decorate it was super bare!
(For those who don't know me well, I am not a decorator...and even though I can knit...that doesn't make me crafty, it makes me a good instruction follower)
So, while I was going through our Halloween pictures, I found that the kids had once again gotten ahold of my camera and taken random pics of our living room.
So, to quiet the crowd, and reveal a little more of the new house, I give you...
The (Kids) Tour of Our Living Room 2009!
So there you have it, adoring fans, our living room via the kids! :)
(Oops, I just realized that I exposed the laundry folding corner...please know that they are all folded and put away now!)
I am a christian, wife and mother who also happens to be a labor and delivery nurse at a local hospital. The name for my blog originated when I overheard my daughter at the age of 3 tell someone that her "mommy catches babies" at work! It is now a norm at our house when I don my scrubs for one of the two kids to pronounce "Mommy are you going to catch babies?"