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Sunday, 22 January 2006

  • Had a talk w/ Hefnergirl, comp banning OBVIOUSLY doesn't work, we'll leave her on on her honor. Teen boy #1 called my actions "So typical Mommy overreacting, but so Mommy".  which from him is actually a compliment at least for my consistency in overreacting if nothing else.   On to plan B.    Hefnergirl,  I do believe in you !!!!!!!

    'Most all my chilluns were here this weekend, my five plus three of the adopted four (Joe's busy w/ his lady so he doesm't come by much) plus a few extra, so we had a wondermus houseful.  One has since come down w/ strep, so APB for all visitors, watch your tonsils!

    I'm learning quite a bit in Sunday puppy class, we're on week six of eight (Teen Girl # 3 and Dog already are experts!!) 

    Editorial correction from previous posts:  "Rice ball ALIEN in a sailor suit" 

     < imsorryimsorryimsorry!!!!!>

    Finances and estate stuff still screwed up.  Home repair - still taking baby steps. Still too much clutter and holes in the house and in our hearts.  But ...

    Life is good     all the time.

Thursday, 19 January 2006

  • Hefnergirl is now grounded from comp.  If hefnergirl posts any more filthy language plz send link and post to me.  I will be monitoring all posts to AND FROM hefnergirl and any other accounts she has.  IF others post filthy language to her, their parents will be notified. This means you Morgan.   Enough is enough

     

  • I've been money laundering.  Well, actually it was more like money soaking and cleaning.  You know, the coins from the bottom of pocket, purse and backpack, cemented together with dessicated chocolate and other unknown substances.  Note to self, simple green gets the slime off coins and jewelry.  Teen Girl # ??, you've got cash!!  See Mom.

    Dinner: goulash.  the midwestern kind, with tomatoes and shell macaroni

    Teen Girl # 4 :  Don't talk to me!

    Teen Girl # 3 : Do you want a slice of bread?

    Teen Girl # 4:  Shut Up!!

    Mom:  <to Teen Girl # 4> You are excused. 

    (She didn't want goulash anyway)

    Teen Boy # 2 : Whaaat???  Man, I'm still not understanding this girl mood thing. One minute it's fine, then ... 

    Mom:  Are you getting some sympathy for your bro growing up in a houseful of girls?

    Teen Girl # 3: you have confuu--shyon? (Think SNL's Adam Sandler as Cajun Man)

    Teen Girl # 2: or do you need seday--shyon?

    this leads to 40 more --shyon quips, with much groaning.  I should mention that the cajun talk is a ...continuay--shyon of the conversay--shyon Monday, when chef-to-be Teen Boy # 2 made really great Baked salh--myon with own--yon and lemm-on and potatoes augrau--tyon.  Credit Teen Girl # 3, finding a --shyon word for scalloped potatoes took some thinking.  Credit Teen Girl # 4 for being an Adam Sandler fan. Credit Teen Girl # 2 for keeping fun rolling.  Credit Grandpa Tom for giving all the kids a genetic predisposi--shyon for bad punning.

    I miss my college kids, Teen Girl # 1 and Teen Boy # 1.  Hey bebop and queen, Free food and a tankful of gas when you make a home pitstop!!!!!!  Hugs are here. Got a log burning in the fireplace.  We have leftover goulash (or not, your choice).

    Free unsolicited Mom advice to no one in particular:   Be careful helping friends, even when they ask you to and you want to.  Sometimes you end up in the dog house through no fault of your own. That can make the pit of your stomach hurt and your heart ache.    We still should help our friends; acts of kindness and loyalty are anchors in life.  It is difficult, but  -  some times, not helping is the best way to help a friend. 

    Went shopping for a standard 30" bathroom vanity for the downstairs bath . They are all ugly.  Even the not cheap ones.  I wish I had my Mom's shopping talent.  I suppose it would be easier to select one if, according to HGTV, I had INSPIRATION.  How inspiring is a 4' x 8' bathroom??  Who am I kidding?  While I have successfully nixed painted and white, I can't decide on the color of the wood cabinet.  I failed.  However, as I have a torn up bathroom and contractors waiting,  I guess I can't wait for inspiration. 

     I'll try again tomorrow!

Friday, 06 January 2006

  • Life with my teens.  Last heard at the supper table whilest eating spaghetti:

    Teen Boy # 2 : Man, practice was Wicked! (medieval combat with much heavy sticks and shields).  My bruise is growing!  Didn't I show it to you?

    Teen Boy # 1: You really need to dress that.

    Teen Boy # 2:  You don't dress a bruise

    Teen Boy # 1:  Yes, you do (ah, experience after much Kendo)

    Teen Boy # 2:  No...

    Teen Girl # 4:  You dress the bruise, and then you buy it matching shoes.

    Teen Girls #2, 3, 4:  <singing> rice ball in a sailor suuuit!

    Teen Boy # 1: That's not Gilligan's Island

    Teen Girls # 2, 3, 4:  <singing> oh sit right back and you'll hear a tale

    Mom:  do you want to take Christmas down tonight or tomorrow?

    Teens : <singing> a tale of a fateful trip

    Teen # 3: Riceball!

    Teen # 2 <spits milk out her nose>

     

    Life is good!

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