It's Official. I'm Brain Dead!

Have you ever started a new job and felt like you were a complete idiot that couldn't remember anything?. . . No? OK, so then have you ever gone to work and you were like twice the age of most employees in your department?. . . Not? Ummm, then have you wondered if you were brain dead because when you get home from work you sit there in a stupor and the only thing that comes out of your mouth is "Duh!"?. . . . You haven't? I guess it's just me and I'm officially brain dead.

So because I can't form a complete and rational sentence or think of anything fun or creative in my life to write about (well, there is nothing fun or creative in my life anyway) I am giving you some pics of my one and only daughter Kitty, who wants to formally come out of the closet (no not that closet, the one without a rainbow on it) and declare to the blog world that her name is really Keisha. She made me do it. Keisha was getting sick of people she knows calling her Kitty after reading my blog. So here is Keisha with her date Alex (on the left) and cousin Jase (on the right of course) and they are so fashionably dressed for the Homecoming dance. Aren't they just adorable?

Oh, and don't get too excited. Keisha wasn't really fortunate enough to be escorted to the dance by two dashing guys. They had yet to pick up the other date when I pulled out the camera for some photo moments. Ah the joys of being a mother and torturing your teens!

So I a got a new job.

Yeah so I started a new job this week. I have been wondering why everyone in my office is
stick skinny. Now I know! Looks like I may be in for a REAL treat. . . or not.

It's All Fun And Games. . . .

Until somebody forgets to wear their parachute while jumping out of a plane!


I'm telling you it was just the other day that I was laughing over Manager Mom's seven year old daughter's lists and then I come home to this. My Kindee boy Ty-Ty met me at the door all smiles and waving this picture about with his hand. I was actually impressed to see identifiable objects on the paper because he has been creating a lot of things that I haven't been able to make out. It's an uncomfortable situation when he presents me with one of his drawings and asks me what it is. I give my five best guesses before he gets bugged and tells me what it is that I'm not seeing and follows it with a "Duh!" like I'm a complete idiot.

But this picture was different. Obviously it was a plane and obviously somebody had jumped, or was falling. I was a bit horrified to hear the details of his handy work when he offered them to me. Apparently it was his older brother Al-Pal, who dreams of becoming a pilot someday. (although I find that perplexing in itself because he has the worst case of anxiety with most everything!) Al-Pal was taking a nice plane ride and then decided to jump out. Unfortunately, he forgot to put on his parachute and he fell to his death. When Ty-Ty relayed that story to me, he followed it with a few giggles and I gasped! I'm not sure what to make of that all or if I should be concerned with his picture and story but I do have reason to wonder.

I remember when Ty was about three years old and he would ask his dad to "Twow mommie down da staiws" (throw mommie down the stairs-for those who don't speak toddler) and when I would ask him why he would reply" betaus I wanna see hew twy". (I wanna see her cry).
I think I should be worried!

There was this one Summer. . . .

when I actually did get pulled around by a policeman with my skirt up as I tried to cool off. I know it sounds a bit crazy but here is the real story. (for those of you who picked this as my lie below)

It was the Summer after my senior year in high school and I was spending most Saturdays in every city parade. It was part of our responsibility of being royalty to adorn the float with our royalness and in all our glory. Now when you live in Podunk city USA your float is not self driven. In fact, you are lucky to be riding on anything at all. Our float was mostly a platform with a little bit of decoration and the three of us "royal" girls stuck out like. . like. . girls with crowns in formals on a minimally decorated platform. The really cool part was that we were not pulled down the parade route by some fancy shmancy truck, from the lot of the local dealer. We were lucky enough to have one of the two (OK, maybe there were 3 but I highly doubt it) policeman in his police car pulling us. How cool is that? Well, we thought it was cool but of course, we got excited about little things coming from our small town.

It didn't take long down those parade routes and in our long formal dresses to become completely hot and sweaty. We would prop one arm out on the post that kept us from flying off the float and the other arm waved wildly. This was a good way to keep the underarms from getting all wet. Unfortunately, we could still feel the drips of sweat roll down our legs as we smiled and waved like we were having the time of our lives. It only took us a parade or two before we got smart. After the parade, and as the policeman was taking us back to the starting place to retrieve our vehicles, we convinced him to drive the back roads and somewhat fast. (which wasn't all that fast considering it was a policeman). The three of us girls would pull up our long skirts ONLY TO OUR KNEES YOU SICK PEOPLE and would enjoy the cool breeze. Sometimes the policeman would take an extra detour or two to make sure we were good and cooled down before getting us back to our cars. Gosh, he was such a nice policeman and was so willing to go along with our request AND even go the extra mile:) I love small town perks!

Here I am pre-parade

It was a rough day. OH, but somebody got an A !!

Well, it's official. I'm old. I know that news comes as a shock to you. You didn't see it coming did you. The fact that I have a 20 year old didn't ring a bell that I was old? Well today's shocking news should put any question about that to bed once and for all.

The truth is. . . . I sent my baby to Kindergarten today!

Here is Ty-Ty (now shortened to Ty since he is "too old" for that baby name) doing the standard Bob pose. Like father like son. . . YIKES!

And YES I cried today! (not because he acts like his father, although that should have been reason enough, but because he started school!)

In Other Important News

It seems that we only have one person who got an A on the test and that was Jen. Her response was

"I think #3 is the lie, and both pictures are you but in different decades. You must have gone to a real ritzy high school to get a fur drape! "

You are right about #3 being the lie. I didn't ever get to stay out until midnight and so no trouble was to be found with me. That swimming pool incident actually happened to my friends AFTER they dropped me off for the 11 p.m. curfew.

And yes both pictures are of me, although I'm wishing I didn't really just type that! Jen you didn't get the extra credit part right though because instead of me going to a real ritzy school to get a fur drape, I actually went to a white trash school and they used the bathroom rug for our drape. (unfortunately, the boys had to wear the toilet cover on their heads. It was bad!) That is my senior picture and the good news is that I can blame that bad cover/fur/whatever on the photographer/school. The bad news is that I have nobody to blame for my BAD hair and REALLY BAD make up. I did that all myself. I guess I could blame my mom for letting me out of the house looking like that huh? Thanks Mom!

Remind me to tell you the story of the truths listed above sometime. OK, you don't have to remind me. I will tell you anyway. . . later. . . probably tomorrow. . . when I'm not so tired. . . it's been an emotional day you know!

3 Truths, A Lie And a Bonus Question

I must apologize because my life is completely useless and boring and I have nothing. Nothing I tell you! I have spent the weekend working and cleaning poop. (melted poop if you ask the culprit Ty, but that whole story is for another day when it's not so fresh on my mind. . or hands:(
SOOOOOOOOOOO for you reading boredom or pleasure, I will give you a test. I know that you are missing the whole school thing and testing and all so here's your chance. Let's see how well you think you know me. I will give you 3 truths and a lie and you are to pick out the lie.

1. One time while sporting my best "Princess Di" get-up, I convinced a policeman to pull me around as I let the wind blow up my skirt, because I was hot!

2. While on business in Chicago, my sister and I decided to hoist our booties on top of the ice cream bar in Ed Debevic's and sing and dance to The Bee Gees "You Should Be Dancing".

3. In a wild and crazy moment, I went along with a dare and after stripping down to my underwear, went for a midnight dip in the high school swimming pool. That was until the police showed up and politely (or not) escorted us out.

4. One Summer I opened a restaurant in our basement, was president of a dozen clubs and spent most days surrounded by tubes.


And for your bonus question.
I first must ask if you've eaten recently?
Do you wait an hour after eating to swim?
Do you get sick easy?
Does liquid spontaneously shoot out your nose?
Are you acquainted with the 80s?
Uh, well I guess it really doesn't matter much anyway.
Do what you must!
Here's the question. Which one of these pictures is Diana?
Any loud laughter will automatically get you KICKED out of the testing center with a failing grade. So keep it to yourselves folks!


would it be her?

or her?

If you guessed the first one, for extra credit try to guess what's she's wearing there.

Wednesday Words, Baby Birds & Fabulous Awards

I'm gonna dedicate the word of this week to my husband Bob. He would probably say this is a weird/wacky word and that it is not even in the English dictionary. I've tried to tell him different but you know the old saying "you can't teach an old dog...."? He's an old dog!

Word of the day is : Were

Possible uses in sentence would include: We were excited to go to the game.
They were ready when we arrived.


What Bob uses instead: We was going to stop at Walmart to get some melk.
They was ready when we arrived.
The two of them was beating each other with those pellows.

You see Bob? When it's a plural like in these sentences you change was to were!! Cool trick huh? How about we practice saying it this week in 10 sentences. We'll save melk and pellow for another week. We don't want to overdo it!

Check out these adorable babies!! They were all hanging out of their nest & so my Mom came and grabbed me to take a pic. I hurried and snapped this one before their Swallow parent's came swooping back in to try and attack me!! SCARED ME!! (But I'm kind of a chicken like that!)

And FINALLY, yet most importantly, I got some really great awards this week! Thank you Hellesbelles for appointing me as a "Kick Ass Blogger". That is my goal in life to kick some A**.

And thank you Nancy Face for this great Sparkly award!! A girl has got to have her bling and here it is!!

I'd like to award these two spectacular awards to:

I think We're All Bozos, Honey Pie, Elasticwaistbandlady, Put Some Polka Dots On It and Amber.

You all make me laugh a lot! Now carry on, spread the joy, give some bloggy love!!

How Much Is That Doggie In The Window?

I have to admit that Beaux is quite ingenious. (He may not be my child but I think he may just be smarter;) He improvises well in order to see out the window and bark at moving objects. (Which by the way, is NOT annoying at all). At least we can get a bit of humor out of his creative choices of step stools. The bear has to be our favorite yet!

Oh For The Love!

Since when does the family pet take over the place? Beaux is our first house dog and I am telling you he thinks he's another kid in the house.

The darn dog has taken up residency, for his relaxing pleasure, inside of my sexy bag! I swear I can never have anything to myself with kids. . and a dog.

He has convinced Ty-Ty that they both should share his ice cream. OH, you haven't seen anything yet. After allowing the dog to lick away to his stomach's content, Ty will then pick up where the dog left off. I looked over in horror the other day as Ty-Ty was letting the dog lick his tongue!! YIKES!! I guess these are some of the crazy things you do with your brother. . .dog. (In this picture, Ty is making sure I don't make a noise and disturb the dog's dining)

I'm just holding my breath that he doesn't start hogging the couch & controlling the T.V remote. He will be just like a husband!!

In Honor Of The Olympics. . . .

I give you a salute to a wonderful weekend of Olympic viewing. (mixed with a few BBQs)




Anything missing?

Don't worry. No animals were harmed in the making of this Olympic salute.

Uh, I think a few were hurt in the making of our BBQs.


You didn't miss the amazing Opening Ceremonies did you?

If you did I have to say. . . .so sorry for you!

I can't even recreate that one for you!