Snow, freaking snow…

 

I hate to love snow.  I love to look at it.  I love to walk in it.  I love to eat it.  I know, I know, don’t eat the yellow stuff.  I do not, however, love to drive in it.  If there were no ditches, utility poles, buildings, bridges, other cars, yada yada, then perhaps I wouldn’t mind so much.  I enjoy when I make my car slide on purpose.  My kind of controlled chaos, I guess. 

Today, schools are closed. Woohoo, right?  Maybe for my kids but not for myself.  I DO have class.  Ohio State and Columbus State aren’t closing because that would just be crazy.  So, I get to travel on the unplowed roads all the way to downtown and try to avoid the plethora of nutjobs around me.

Bathroom Humor?

This is still fresh on my mind and I can't help but giggle as I write this.

Yesterday afternoon after school and all the kids were home, I sent them into the kitchen to do the dishes. Now, attached to the kitchen is a multi-purpose room (half bath, pantry, storage, furnace). I was sitting in the living room and listening to the sounds coming from the kitchen. For the most part, it was the norm: arguing, talking, pots clanking, etc. All of a sudden, I start hearing some strange but muffled voice yelling and uncontrollable fits of laughter. I walk in and see Chris and his friend but no Jake. Then, I hear the voice..... coming from the other side of the bathroom door. I found Jacob.... or at least his voice. For reasons still yet to be determined, he was yelling words and phrases. It went like this and in no particular order, "BOWEL MOVEMENT! PUKING MY GUTS UP! FART! FRISKIES, FEED THE SENSES! (don't ask me), FLOWERS AND UNICORNS WITH BOWEL MOVEMENTS!" I wish I could upload the voice recording I got of this because I almost peed my pants listening to his cartoonish bathroom tyrade with himself.

Bloody Halloween 2009

So, Halloween was a bloody one this year.... at least in my house. First, the 12 year old wanted to be Jason (last minute idea) and by the grace of God, found a hockey mask and knife. Much to his chagrin, I was unable to find a machete. The nine year old wanted to be a vampire AGAIN. Except this year, she wanted to be a scary one. Unfortunately, she also wanted a cape WITH a hood. Seeing as one was not available in any discount OR thrift store, I had the daunting task of making one without a pattern. Luckily, though, I had a good sized piece of black velvet fabric at home. Guess that means there is one bright side to buying fabric you don't have any real need for or plans for anywhere in the near future. I think I bought that as a remnant well over a year ago. ANYWAYS, I was successful in the cape endeavor even though I had a battle of wills with the sewing machine. Maybe that's what I get for buying one and not taking it out of the box until the day I absolutely need to get something done. Either way, she loved the cape and it pulled a double shift on Saturday because I also wore it later that night (absolutely no pictures were taken of me and the cape). So, two down just one costume left....

The ten year old wanted to be a ZOMBIE, a zombie Lawyer to be exact. That definitely called for a trip to the thrift store. 'Cause let's face it, who wants to ruin a perfectly good suit (not that he had one) with a butt ton of fake blood. So, found a nasty yellow plaid button up shirt and a gray suit jacket (with flecks of pink, blue and purple too). Heaven help me, they did not look good together but he's a lawyer AND a zombie right? Only one thing left... a tie. I don't know that I have ever seen so many @$$ ugly ties in one place in my entire life. So, which do we pick out? This putrid pukish pink thing with some print I could not quite identify.

The kids get home from school and we show them the goods, 12 yr old is ecstatic over the mask and knife. 9 yr old is absolutely loving the cape and costume. 10 yr old gives me this WTF look. I make him try it on and explain that there's gonna be a TON of make up and some fake scar skin and blooooooooooooooood. He's loving it by then. So, trick or treat comes around and they are all in their costumed glory. "Jason" is scaring little kids and Vampira is still too cute and giggly to really pull off the fangs. Zombie Lawyer? He went above and beyond the "call of duty". He did the "zombie walk" to every house. He moaned "trick or treat" and even "have a nice day". He "zombie stumbled" off the porches and by the end of the night was zombie mumbling "If you need a lawyer, call me!"

Crochet Hook size K travels with me

Crochet hook size K
I have no idea why it is in there at this moment unless one of my children was using it as a stylus for the DS.

Wallet
Duh

Hemp Necklace
I took it off at the mall the other day and stuck it in my purse

Taylor Swift CD
I was listening to it at work.

Pink CD
I was listening to it at work.

Two ink pens
If I don't stick them in my puse when I leave work, they are not there when I return the next day.

Mary Kay Compact
So I can touch up my make up when I ever decide to wear any.

Perfume
So, I can put it on and smell good.

Various Receipts
So I do not lose them.

A Must See (for me anyways)

I have recently been informed (by my favoritest aunt) about a movie called "Repo: The Genetic Opera". In reading the comments and reviews, I am totally stoked about it. Who wouldn't want to watch something right up there with Rocky Horror? Anyways, just a short quip. Here's the link if you are so inclined to click it:



http://www.repo-opera.com/

Smartical Sunday

I am beat! Yesterday seemed like the longest Sunday ever. I forgot that Daylight Savings Time started Sunday. I woke up at six o'clock (thank you cell phone gods). At seven, I made yet another batch of brownies for the bake sale at the wrestling tournament. I had to get my three very grouchy children up and moving so we could leave the house by eight, (which by the way, did not go as planned but we still made it to the tournament with plenty of time to spare). I spent the majority of the day going in two different directions. Don't know what I was thinking to volunteer to work the concession stand. I'd work there until Coach would tell me Maddie/Jacob was about to wrestle. I'd run into the gym and cheer on my kid, (showing what a big loud mouth mama I am). That done, I'd run back to the concession. Back and forth my afternoon went. I handed out trophies and medals. I had the honor of putting the medal around Jacob's neck, 4th place at his first tournament!!! I was also equally proud of Mads. Although she did not win any match, she managed to score six points in her first match and I give major kudos for that. Her shining moment, however, was the fact that after her second match (and she lost 6-0), she walked away with the biggest grin on her face!!




On a totally unrelated note, here is the link to one of my favoritest bloggers ever:




http://carrieharrisbooks.blogspot.com/2009/03/snarfy-subtitle-contest.html

Today...

Never in a million years did think I would be who/where I am today. Today, I am a single mother of three of the finest children. I fight to keep my head above water and still on my shoulders (even though it may sit a little crooked). I never thought I could surpass all of the hurdles life has thrown in my path... but I have.

For all the things that have happened, I wouldn't change a thing. It would make me a different person and even the slightest deviance from the path I have taken would alter my life drastically. Had I left sooner, I might not have the glorious beings that are my children (not all of them anyways). I wouldn't know that you really do see stars if you get hit hard enough. I used to think it was a cartoon thing.

Today, I know that I am strong in the presence of adversity. I can prevail. I will not let the negativity that surrounds me change the positive outlook I fight to maintain. I am determined to give my children the world, to go to every practice, meet and tournament. I will learn from them whatever they try to show me. I will support them in whatever they do in life. They will know they are always on my mind and in my heart. I will be both mother and father even if I get red in the face over certain "things".