My Lack of an Ugly Mug

And no I'm not talking about my beautiful face.

I am just trying to confirm the fact that I do not have an ugly mug to qualify for Linda's all to funny ugly mug contest. The poor girl is having trouble rounding up those willing to show... or even admit that they own an ugly, less than presentable mug. You know the one you shove to the back of the cupboard while looking for an appropriate vessel to serve coffee to a guest. The poor innocent blob of porcelain that will never make it to the mug rack. I honestly do not have one of these.

Here is a picture of every mug we own.




And while some of them may not be beautiful, even the plainest one is not ugly.

However, I think Linda has hinted that we may go shopping for this ugly mug if, in fact, we don't already have one. If that is the case I'm in! Now all I have to do is find an ugly mug by the 27th of this month... which sounds easy but it is already the 15th... WE ARE HALFWAY THROUGH JANUARY! Its almost Christmas!

Do I really want to spend time shopping for an ugly mug, pay money for it, invite it into my home only to ridicule it, then (in all likelihood) put it out in my next yard sale? YES!!! And you know why? Because I am addicted to Starbucks and there is a chance that I could win a $15 gift card, that's why.

See, my motives are pure. A $15 dollar Starbucks gift card would last me at least an hour... ok maybe 45 minutes. :-0

So if you have an ugly mug (in your cupboard) then head on over to Linda's @ 2nd cup of coffee and enter it into this sure to not be a flop of a contest. If you don't have a mug... get shopping!

My New Tat...hehheh

I wasn't going to do it at first.
It was late
and my judgment was impaired
by the consumption
of caffeine and sugar.
I had little
to do with the choice
of the design.
I had never met the artist.
The man who applied
it was an amateur.
In fact,
I was his first.
My Love chose the place
on my lower back
right at the waist line.
I've always said
that I would never
get a tattoo.
However,
the price was right,
a mere $0.50.
And I think it looks rather classy.

So,
tell me what you think.

LOL!

I WOULD NEVER!

It will be gone in less than a week.
Down the drain.
My source...

So Much to Blog...

... So little time.

I am having trouble balancing laundry, school, kids, blogging, living and reading all of your fabtabulous blogs. It would seem that the last one in that list has been winning out.

Has anyone seen my third child?

I will come up with something soon... I mean other than excuses.

BLAH!

Watch Me Wednesday Returns

This is exactly why my girls
don't ask Daddy
to play dolls with them...

...Sheesh!

Tick Tock

I forgot to add to my list that I would like to add three more hours to the standard 24 hour day. I would spend these hours sleeping. When I blog and have laundry, and need to clean the house for a visit from an appraiser, something has to give.



Since I want the house to be uncluttered and my family be dressed then I guess sleep will have to go (it usually is the first to go, being the last on my list of things to do) and because I am pretty sure having a blog is not going to add to the value of our home/property then I must take a short break from it.

After Thursday I will be able to let the appearance of our humble abode slither back down to its usual state of disarray but until then I bid you good reading... elsewhere. :-)

Oh I just remembered that I already have my Watch Me Wednesday post ready to go. So at least there is that for tomorrow. Otherwise, see you Friday.

Why Random

Why do grumpy old ladies who hate children open up consignment shops for kids clothing and accessories?




Will putting Rogain on my tires keep them from going bald?



When I grow up I will wear a bluetooth whenever I am in public so I can talk to myself and no one will know I'm just crazy.

My Poor Love

He had to go back to work today. And it was back to school for me and the kids. I think I got more done before lunch than I did the entire time My Love was on vacation. Three full weeks he had to putz and lend a gallant hand to his frazzled momwife. The last week he was home I think I went into town every day ALONE just because I could.

The first week we were snowed in for the most part and lost power for two of the days. Back when we were not so kid endowed it was hard to adjust to Daddy being home. His presence would throw a wrench into our well oiled daily schedule and it was a relief when he would return to work. Not so this time. Something about the magic number of four kids under seven just made me thankful to have another grown up around. The fact that it was My Love was an added bonus.

Today I was struck by the fact that I relish extra help when I went to use the bathroom. No sooner was I seated than a child let out a blood curdling scream because another child had apparently breathed her air. I hear tiny, tear laden footsteps running toward the bathroom... MY bathroom and I am all at once bombarded by the complaints of my royal subjects against one another. It must have been a mother who coined the phrase "sitting on the throne" because sitting there is conducive to making rulings.

"PRIVACY PUH-LEEZE,"

I shout in a mom voice which means obedience is necessary for life to proceed.

Other than that the day has gone well. School ran smoothly... my ducks are in a row.

Quack.

I'm a Dork

Braniously is an adverb, not an adjective. I'm forever getting those two confuzzed. Back to Schoolhouse Rock for me.

If you don't know what I am talking about scroll down or click here.

First Things First

I have decided that I will make up one new word a week for this entire year. An idea that may prove to be brainiously entertaining.

Brainiously - adj - describing something which obviously took an incredible amount of higher brain function to create and/or carry through to completion. Witty, smart, and zany. Syn - brilliantly, fabulously, amazingly, ingeniously, incredibly...

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Stole this idea from Beck at Frog and Toad are Still Friends who stole it from countless others. Her posts are poignant and dopey (her words...). Actually, her posts make me like being a mommy even when I don't feel like it. And I mean that as a huge compliment even if it doesn't make sense.

The first line from the first post I did each month in 2008.

January

Um... no post for this month and at this point in my blogs existence this was not uncommon.

That was not the first sentence... there really was no posts for January 2008.

February

Apparently I have been tagged by Julie's Musing Medley.

Apparently this was my first tag and the first time I really opened up on my blog about anything personal.

March

See January.

See I told ya so.

April

...of Systematic Theology: An Introduction to Biblical Doctrine by Wayne Grudem.

...whu...?

May

See January and March.

*sigh*

June

I stole this from a frazzled mom (thanks Julie;-]) but I couldn't resist...

I steal.

July

June...

LOL.

August

Yeah... you heard me.

Wow, I actually did most of something I set out to do... three of the five ornaments are on my tree right now.

September

Up here in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains there is no shortage of critters to keep us company.

A very informative post.

October

Wow!

If you haven't seen it... go... go now. Thats my boy!

November

My country, ’tis of thee

Election time and this is most likely the most grown up post I have ever done.

December

So you can't tell me that high fructose corn syrup has no effect on the behavior of children...

The proof is in the clip.

So... Thats my year. One sentence (or lack thereof) at a time. I... I'm... Hmm... everyone elses was so much more interesting. :-p I did notice that I like to do this...

...

My elipses and me... together... forever.

My titles are actually much more interesting than the first sentences... ya know... to draw you in so I can bore you into submission.

Welcome 2009

Starting the new year out a day late and a dollar short... YES! My first resolution accomplished. Ya know #8 ... Don't sweat the small stuff. :-p

Hmmm... Lets find a new word for resolution... Googling...

... New Years... propositions? No, I WILL NOT proposition myself... I have my dignity.

... New Years ... resolves? Nah, too cleany.

New Years... aims... ??? Golly (yah, I say it...so), renaming resolutions is tougher than I thought it would be. Perhaps I should go less ... um... something.

Here are my 2009 New Years but really just a day later than yesterday declarations that I came up with while contemplating what I didn't accomplish last year and would like to accomplish this year all while finishing off a container of spinach dip with a loaf of stale, cubed sourdough bread.

#1 Read the Bible everyday (the grown up version... the one not written for children :-0).

#2 Pray more.

#3 Start doing my own devotionals again.

#4 Get up before the kids so I can accomplish #1-3 (currently I get up with them, and its just not working).

#5 Be more patient and compassionate.

#6 Kill the TV.

#7 Spend less time avoiding the kids (all you mommies know what I mean... I think).

#8 Don't sweat the small stuff (like today when I screamed at Kiah about a playdoh lid ...dumb... its just playdoh).

#9 Create a more formal school schedule (more for my own benefit than the kids).

#10 Lose weight. Exercise. Eat healthier.

So #10 (and perhaps a few others) is a little cliche. However, it is necessary. I have started a new blog called DIE with a T and it will be about my journey to a better body. I didn't want to bog down my fun and frilly blog here with all the boring details of my efforts to lose weight... see, then if you are really interested you can check it out... if not, forget I ever mentioned it.

So there you have it ...

Happy New Year!