Onion Rings

Tonight we were out to dinner and I had ordered onion rings. As soon as my plate was sat down Carsen say's "Hey, can I have an onion ring?" I am a little surprised but of course I say yes and hand him one. He takes a bite and says. "eeewwww, what is that???" I tell him, "Well, it's an onion." He says......

"So, that's why they call them ONION rings!!"

Pajamas on the Outside

OK seriously, what is with the pajama pants??? I know that for a long time the high school age kids would wear them sometimes but then the schools made that "unacceptable attire" and I have not seen too much of it since. Unless you count "Pee your pants guy" that wanders around town and wears his on occasion. But lately, every time I go anywhere I see someone in pajama pants. The kind that leave no doubt that they are PJ's. Like fuzzy tweedy bird ones....on a woman who is at least in her late 30's. The strangest thing is everything else seems to be normal with them. They don't appear to have just gotten out of their sickbed and had to go to the store to retrieve medicine. They are typically dressed normally from the waist up. Most even have make up on and have done something with their hair. So, what exactly is it?? I mean I know that it's nice to be comfortable and I fully admit that there are days that I wear black yoga pants when I have not been doing yoga but never....ever....even on my deathbed am I going to wear MUPPET FUR, TWEEDY BIRD pants out of my house...or even in my house for that matter!

It's all coming back to me now....

Totally did this one in my head...even had to go and check that I did not previously post this!

It was about 2 weeks ago and I get a phone call from G's school saying that he had an accident on the playground and is dizzy and I should come down there. So I arrive approx. 10 mins later at his school and go straight into the office to find G in there with an icepack on his head, the school secretary, the recess attendant, and 2 little girls looking at him. My first question was "what happened?" G replies, "I ran into the tetherball poll." I could not help myself....I laughed..right up until the recess attendant who witnessed the whole thing gave me an admonishing look and says it knocked him off his feet!

I then decide to just take him home as he has a very large goose egg on the left side of his forehead, his jaw on the same side hurts and also his knee. We go out to the car and I say "Geez Griffen it sounds like if someone had been shooting some video we might have been $10,000 winners"..(because pain is funny right?) He informed me that it was not funny at all! Which I knew that give it a few days when the pain subsided surely he would find the humor.

Well, I was correct it took about 5 days and we are sitting at dinner and he bumps the spot that is still sore on his head and the laughs a little. I ask him whats funny and he NOW thinks its funny that he ran smack dab into a pole. That was all I was waiting for. The laughter that I had swallowed back and held onto until he was ready unleashed and all of us cracked up laughing for what felt like 10 minutes long. You know that great kind of laugh where you snort, almost pee your pants, double over, can't breathe, stomach hurts! It was that kind. I love that laugh!

Small Town Foot In Mouth

Ummm...as you know I live in a pretty small town. Approx. 20 thousand in the city limits, 40 combined city and county. It is much bigger then the town I grew up in with a populations of about 1000 but it is definitely small enough to do this....

I had to take G to the Dr. last week~thought it was possibly strep but tested negative~so we were called into the room and the physicians assistant comes in and I know that her husband works on base and I know the last name and she recognizes me and says "We have met before right?" I say, "Yes, your names M*****." She says uumm no...that's my husband EX WIFES name.

cricket....cricket....cricket.....

Oh umm.. I'm sorry see I actually knew that.....kind of knew the whole story because as small as this town is the base is smaller and is pretty much like Peyton Place...I was just the idiot who blurted out the wrong name! Nice huh!

Floundering!

Do you ever feel like you are off your game? Out of sorts? Not living up to expectations? I just reread the last couple of post and then went and read some from '06 and '07 and I like the old ones much better! Do all of you bloggers who read this ever feel the same way? I was actually serious about the posts that I have composed in my head this past month that never made it on here...they really seem great so I will now promise to you my few and faithful readers that I will make every effort to get them typed up and in here...don't give up on me yet!!

So, So, Much.....

I have composed many, many posts in my head while driving, waking in the middle of the night, in the shower, making dinner etc.... but somehow they have not made it to this page so here are a few highlights that I can remember even though the ones in my head at the time were probably much, much better!!

It's been a weird month...it seems like we have been busy but then I have also made it a point to not be overbooked. So that has left us with doing activities that are required but also a lot of just hanging around. I guess that is why it seems like it has been a long month.

Griffen has returned to basketball and although he really likes it he still needs lots of practice. His team played another team a couple Saturday's ago and by half-time (they don't keep score only baskets made) the other team had over 20 baskets to our teams 4....they were literally schooled! Even without a score on the board the whole team knew they had just attended a clinic.

Carsen is back in hockey and we have some good talks during the 25 minute drive out to the rink. One of them was inauguration day and he was talking about how he saw the 2 girls walking down the steps and how he would like to do that someday...then it morphed into how he wants to be President when he grows up so I tell him that if he wanted he could be someday and how being President is a lot of responsibility but that he could do it. So then he says, "Well maybe Dad could be President and I will just decorate the white house." ~Don't ask me I have no clue where that one came from.....

This past Tuesday as were were making the same trek out there we were listening to a book on cd and in the story the guy slips on the icy driveway and smacks his head and cuts it open. Nothing serious or graphic but Carsen being my kid ended up having to have me pull over so he could "almost" puke on the side of the road. Then he was going to refuse to get back into the car even though we were in sight of the rink and I told him that we would just go to the ice rink and he could walk around a little that he would feel better...(now mind you at this time I had not put together that the story had bothered him. I thought he was just a little car sick.) So FINALLY he gets into the car we get to the rink and he decides that he can skate so I tell him there is NO throwing up on the ice. If he thinks he is going to get sick he is to immediately get off the ice...etc...so we get him geared up and he goes out there and does not even take the water break he is having so much fun. Then at the end of practice we are walking to the car and he says..."Hey Mom, I didn't throw up, not even a little in my mouth."

Here's one for the books...

Today after both boys were home from school and downstairs while I was upstairs folding laundry Carsen comes up and so frustrated says to me. "Griffen says that pissed off is a bad word." I look at him surprised and say "It is a bad word. Who said it?" he replies. "I did, I told Griffen that I was pissed off at him." then he breaks down crying and says.."I just didn't know it was a bad word." We did have a little talk about the fact that it was a bad word and he was not allowed to say it but he was more upset in just finding out that he had uttered a bad word without knowing it.

Quote of the week

I was driving to meet up with a friend for lunch and we passed a park that we frequently go to in the summer and Carsen from the back seat says...

"Those were the good days."
I ask him what he means and he says:
"You know the good days when we used to go to the park with Kobe and Kaden." "Those were some great days!"

I guess he is ready for some warm park weather again.

New Post for Karen!!

It's 2009...can you freakin believe that??? I did not make any resolutions. I figure that is just setting myself up for failure so why start the new year that way? How about you??

We did have a great Christmas break. I swear that G wore his pj pants almost the whole 2 weeks. We had beautiful white Christmas snow so we spent a lot of time out in it so his justification to not putting on "real" pants was.."my snow pants slip on easier over pajama pants" I figure he is probably right so I just let him go with it. I see multiple people wearing them about town anyway so maybe he is just in style right?

We did spend lots of time snowmobiling in the neighborhood....yes you read it correctly...we live in town and we got the snowmobiles out and tore up the neighborhood. Our good friends/neighbors that live around the corner got a 4 wheeler for Christmas so they were out with us too. The guys got on the snowboards and were pulled behind the sled and came up with a new sport that I think the dubbed "snurfing" It was pretty funny! And pretty redneck but hey it was too much fun to care what the other neighbors were thinking.

We also did lots of skating, movies, and plenty of Wii playing! It was a good break and hard to return to a normal schedule this past week but we did! So now we are back to hockey, basketball, cub scouts and school/work! When is Spring break??

Overheard sayings from random shoppers

Prior to Christmas just like everyone else I spent a lot of time and money around town in stores. On one of these trips as Wes and I walked by another couple here is what we heard....

"What if I put mistletoe in my pants?"

HHMMMM.......

One-Eighty-Out

So these two quotes come from Carsen and could not be much farther apart......

Number 1.
"How would you like it if I used the mean voice on you when you were late for school???"

Number 2.
"You always keep me warm.......with love."

One More Thing!

So, just found out that G will be having basketball practice the same nights as C is having hockey practice. So what this means is I have 30 minutes between practices to get C off the ice out of his equipment and in the car for the approx. 20 min. drive on good roads to the next location for G to be to practice on time. We will be doing this twice a week from now until I don't know when....FAAANTASTIC!

funny..ha...ha...

Tonight Carsen saw a commerial with Tim Allen and said "Hey that is the guy from Hairy Dog."

I cracked up....ummm you mean Shaggy Dog??

Blame Facebook!

Hey....HEY...anyone still reading this? OK Karen, no more having to look at my cleavage!!! I think I am back. Seriously, facebook has taken over the blog time. I have missed it..I have missed Carey and Karen!

The rest of our October and November went quickly!

Had the annual Halloween party at our house.

Carsen turned 6! We had a big party where we took 15 kids to the movies then out for food, soda, cake and presents! The party room at Wingers was TORN UP!! They were all great but Wingers puts bowls of popcorn on every table so put that many kids and popcorn together and where do you think most of it ends up???~The floor! Our waiter was so great I was trying to help him clean up and he kept telling me to leave it. He actually said "Thank you for ordering something."

Which led me to think that people use this room, mess it up and don't order anything??











AND he lost his first front tooth..well if truth be told I yanked it out due to the fact that it had been loose moved and started to reattach itself in a funny sticking out, position so the adult tooth was just coming in behind it. It took dental floss and 4 good pulls to come out. Sounds yucky huh! He took it like a champ!







Griffen just been "going to school and doing chores" (according to him.) But I guess it paid off as he made the HONOR ROLL!!!!! this term.. his words were..."I got all A's and 1 B and made the honor roll and did you know that if I get all A's I can make the Grand Honor Roll?" Funny thing was he said it with something akin to Shock and Awe. My impression is that he did not even know that such things as honor rolls existed.

So that leads up to last night and our annual Snowflake parade which has consumed most of my whole week. Somehow...unbeknownst to me it was determined that I had artistic talent..(I don't) and I was nominated to paint all the details on our float. To include drawing and painting people. Fortunately, where I was working on it one of the guys that worked there took pity on me and drew the people for me so I just had to color them in. It actually came out pretty good and Griffen got to ride on it down main st!

Surprising questions

"So my husband wanted me to ask you how you get your cleavage to look like that?"

Not making this up totally true question that
was asked to me last week
by a fellow mom.......

Ooops

I just realized that I intended to post a couple of these pictures here and didn't actually do it. So here they are. I took these in our backyard after a big scarecrow stuffing party that I hosted in early October!

Quotable Quotes...

"Geez, I am having really good manners today!"

~Carsen at breakfast after politely asking for some hot cocoa~

Only Me?

OK, here are a couple of things that have happened this month...curious if others are prone to these kind of things.

One sunny morning earlier this month, I was casually walking out of the BX on base and for no apparent reason I completely wipe out!!

This was not just a little stumble and fall, but catch yourself on one knee kind of fall.

This was an all out arms flailing, one knee down, second knee down, hands hit the pavement, bag (with brand new bottle of Patron) goes flying, narrowly saving myself from doing a full face plant kind of fall.

Again~ no apparent reason..no crack in the sidewalk, no pebble stepped on, no Patron affecting my equilibrium, no anything other then one more chance to try and perfect my tuck and roll...still don't have it down but I am sure I will get a do over at it some point in the near future.

(By the way the Patron was fine ...when i told this story to my dear friends that was the first and only thing they asked about~ between the laughter that is.)



Another odd thing happened to me today was while I was out running with Lana~
I went to scratch my nose and literally my finger jams up inside my nose.....the aforementioned dear friend does not hesitate to call me on it immediately asking..."Why are you picking your nose?" ~~I was TRYING to SCRATCH it!!! Sort of felt like a Seinfeld episode.

These are just a couple of things from the past couple of weeks....I have more....but this is enough for you to get the idea.

It's no wonder when G says that he is too embarrassed to tell me something and i say..go ahead you can tell me, think of all the embarrassing things I do and he laughs and says "Oh yeah, your right!"

I LOVE AUTUMN!

Here's a couple of pictures from our Autumn activities.

Note: Pappy's pumpkin carving stance!?!?!

File this under NASTY!

So..the dogs butt exploded...you think that i am kidding...well I'm completely serious!

He was licking his butt WAY more then usual so after telling him 5 times to knock it off I picked him up to have a little look. (eewww.. I know.) Anyway, it was red and swollen but I could not see anything else and there was no way I was touching it, plus it was about 9:00 p.m. so there really was nothing I could do about it right then except lock him in the laundry room and see how it looked in the a.m.

So, upon awaking the next morning I checked on him and literally his whole butt had exploded and it was. just. NASTY. I immediately called the vet and got an appt for right after I dropped C off at school.

Could not find the leash so had to carry him ~as far away from myself as I could~ into the vets and give them a look at the puss ridden butt...you just threw up a little didn't you!

End story something about anal glands having to clean them out....he should be doing it himself...but somethings not working....paid $200.00 for them to clean him up....will probably happen again...someone needs to help him clean them....I'm curious if anyone is willing to volunteer for this litte J.O.B. because it sure won't be me!