Archive for May, 2007

• May 31, 2007

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  This is not the F*** You post that I planned.

  Because I am just not that much of a hard-ass.   I couldn’t write yesterday because everything that popped into my head to write about started with F*** You, world! It was just one of those days. One of those my-family-has-left-me-and-I-am-stuck-here-in-crazyland-with-people-who-hate-me kinda days. The kind of day where you feel like standing out on your porch steps and...
  
  

• May 29, 2007

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  The Weekend of Fun.

  This was our Big Visit Weekend. It involved lots of food, beer, and funny people to entertain me. The best part was that the girls were kept busy by The Nephew. They always love to play with him. He is constant motion and activity. He can keep a room full of adults captivated by his...
  
  

• May 27, 2007

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  The Evil Beneath the Oaks

  A blackberry post I promised, so a blackberry post there shall be. Here they are: What?! You say that you don’t see the blackberries? You only see random foliage beneath a bunch of oak trees? Oh, no. No, no, no. All of that foliage is them. See?. Here is more. And more. They are everywhere....
  
  

• May 26, 2007

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  Saturday’s Quote from the Kid.

  The Kid: “…. But the Boy said…” The Husband: “Kid! I am 30. The Boy is 6. Who do you think knows more about kites?” The Kid: “Ummmm…………          Mommy?” Yes! I win and I wasn’t even a part of the...
  
  

• May 24, 2007

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  Why I Love My Husband:

  Because when I am tired and crabby and just want to sit on the couch and not look at my children again for several hours, I ask him to put them to bed. This is his way of completing this task:  [slideshow id=360287970198042360&w=400&h=300] Which reminds me that I do indeed love my children and my...
  
  

• May 23, 2007

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  Don’t Let Me Forget.

  This time I will remember. I will remember the gentle rocking, the weight of a small head on my shoulder, and the weight of a little body pressing against my chest. I will remember one tiny hand wrapped around her blanket, the other hand slipped between us and slowly tapping my chest to the beat of our sway....
  
  

• May 22, 2007

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  Please Excuse the Drama.

  You doubt the existence of my teenage angst? Really? Fine. Here is the proof. I found this in the attic yesterday while looking for a picture frame that I was sure I had stashed up there. I did not find the picture frame. I did find this magnificent piece of literary genius that I wrote in...
  
  

• May 21, 2007

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  All Aboard the Potty Train

  Two nights ago while the Baby was in the bathtub she stood up and said, “pee pee.” I said, “You have to go peepee?” To which the Baby replied, “Uh-Huh.” I took that as a yes. I put her on the potty and she went. This was the first time that she has gone on...
  
  

• May 20, 2007

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  ZithroMax Will Save Me.

  I was saving this update for after both the kids and I had our doctorappointments. Then, somehow I got sucked into the Boy Cousins pre-birthday party vortex and managed to get lost from the Internet for a couple of days. So here you go:  The Sick Update. It turns out that the Kid is better. She may...
  
  

• May 17, 2007

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  Feed me.

  I decided this afternoon that I should wander over to the strawberry patch for a little snack. I planted these two years ago and then promptly forgot about them. Well, I didn’t completely forget about them. I wandered over there a couple of times last summer for a tasting but that was the extent of my strawberry cultivating. Today...