R.I.P. Flintstones selling Cigaretts Video

I am cleaning up around here in this dump! It is time to lay this video to rest. I think we all should pay are respects by telling everyone how much the Flinstones or Winton's ciggs meant to you.

I for one, know this video will be greatly missed. It is a passing of a era when it was ok to have children's cartoons slinging tobacco. Fred's got bills to pay. Those stones house ain't cheap.

I would love to see spongebob or The Wonder Pets slinging some Zoloft or liquor! Maybe I could then stand to sit down and watch cartoons with the kids.

Friday Facts

1. Elvis Presley never once gave a encore.
2. The first words ever recorded on a film soundtrack were, "You ain't heard nothing yet, folks!"
3. The average milking cow produces 6,000 quarts of milk a year. (mmmm, cow breast milk!)
4. Legendary lawmaker Wyatt Earp was kicked out of California for horse-stealing.
5. #1 jukebox song of all time, "Crazy" by Patsy Cline.
6. Suzuki is the most common last name in Japan.
7. Good guess: The Earth weighs 6 septillion tons.
8. The average American spends less than 2 hours a day with his or her family.
9. Moles can dig as far as 300 feet a day.
10. The average person sweats 2 1/2 quarts of water a day. (Most comes out of your feet!)

My 100th Post = My bucket List

So I can't believe I have made it to my 100th post. What started out as a way for me to keepsake memories for scrapbooking, has now turned into cheap therapy. My dear friend Kristi got me into this blogging thing. At first I dragged my feet...I was still stuck in myspace land. I then with the death of my dog Blitz, that I really started blogging about my crazy life. Along the way, I managed to entertain a few of my friends. I hope you all enjoy reading this crap, because i have thought about quiting.

So to celebrate my 100th post, I thought I would start my "Bucket List" with 100 things I would like to do before I die. I encourage everyone to start a bucket or life list. It is inspiring to actually put it on paper. Who knows, it may get you moving a little faster!!

Things I would like to achieve:
1. Put all my kids through college
2. Have my home paid in full, no debt
3. Go back to school for my PhD, or medical school
4. Learn to fly a plane
5. Write a screenplay
6. Write a children's' book
7. Run a marathon
8. Visit every National Park in the U.S.
9. Take professional dance lessons
10. Get back to pre-baby shape
11. Copy all my moms'/grandmas' recipes and organize them
12. Learn to sew again
13. Master a instrument
14. Cook my own Thanksgiving/Christmas Dinner
15. Raise godly, honest, selfless children
16. Be a good role model for my kids, grand kids
17. Expand my taste palate
18. Improve my spelling
19. Raise my kids to respect and love the outdoors/nature
20. Own and restore a old Model T
21. Inspire someone
22. Be able to do the entire dance sequence from the Thriller video
23. Start my own business
24. Buy land
25. Own a vacation home/cabin

I would like to do:
26. Rafting down the Lochsa
27. Rafting down the the Selway
28. Take a cruise
29. Backpack the Appalachian trail
30. Go deep sea diving
31. Follow through with a invention and patent it
32. Go to a week long spa with girlfriends
33. Write up a will, and living will
34. Trace both sides of my family history/heritage
35. Volunteer at a soup kitchen
36. Stay at the Ice Hotel
37. Master Yoga/Pilates
38. Take Matt to a Seattle Seahawks game
39. Take professional family portraits
40. Actually take a honeymoon
41. Teach kids to fish
42. Travel in a RV across the U.S.
43. Cross the Atlantic ocean
44. Be a great friend
45. Fly in a private jet (preferably my own)
46. Learn to surf
47. Take professional cooking classes
48. Go on a HUGE shopping spree for just ME
49. Buy my beach cruiser
50. Swim with Dolphins
51. See Billy Joel in concert
52. Find a sport I am good at and play
53. Restore my dad's 56 Chevy
54. Be on Survivor and win
55. Own a chopper and take a road trip
56. Take a canopy zip line tour in the rainforest's of Costa Rica
57. Go hang gliding
58. Go on a dinner mystery train

Places to visit:
59. Ireland, research my family Coat of Arms
60. Tahiti
61. Olympic National Forest/Peninsula
62. Grand Canyon
63. New York City
64. Niagara falls
65. Yellowstone with my children
66. Yosemite National Park
67. Paris
68. White House
69. Disney World
70. Statue of Liberty
71. Maine
72. The pyramids
73. Louvre
74. New Zealand

Things to Experience:
75. Having child number 3
76. Take a trip down memory lane, and visit houses and schools of where I lived in Alaska
77. Renew my wedding vows
78. Building my own house
79. Plant my own garden
80. Fly in a helicopter without being a patient
81. Have my own craft room
82. Become a Grandma
83. Watch my kids get married
84. Take my kids backpacking
85. Watch my daughter become a mom
86. Watch my son become a father
87. Teach my kids to drive
88. Watch kids play a sport/activity they love
89. Be in the audience of a taped show
90. Have a fancy sit down meal, and have someone serve me a real 12 course meal
91. Owning a well trained dog
92. Be one of those dorky people who smile and wave in the window while a news channel is on the air
93. Actually be a millionaire
94. Be a contest on a game show
95. Take a 3 month sabbatical
96. Go Zorbing
97. Watch my kids graduate from college
98. Snowboard in Aspen
99. Gondola serenade on the canals of Venice
100. Drive the Big Sur Coast Highway

Slang Word of the Week

OK- So I had several people tell me or email me that they did not understand this weekly lesson. Or those who did, did REALLY well or missed the boat completely. This class did not achieve the average "bell curve" per say. It was more like a straight line. I guess my class consists of over achievers or drop outs. No in between. So we will try this AGAIN. Come on, make momma proud!

I will post a slang word once a week. You read the definition, and post in the comments a sentence in which YOU use the word. You will be "talking street" in no time!

WORD OF THE WEEK: Grip
My sentence: I had quite a grip of gas last night after eating that cabbage patch salad. I could of pulled a dutch oven on Matt that would have caused brain damage.

I'm Bringing Sexy Back, All You Other MILF'S Don't Know How to ACT

This is gonna be me in 6 months! Well, hopefully. If you don't want me to steal the spot light, and you want to be tearin' it up. No fear. I am thinking of starting a weight loss group:

The Muffin Top Killers

The slogan: Stop the Top!

We can have a private blog and post our weight loss results or challenges. Keep each other motivated. Share tips. Does anyone want to? Still asking yourself, "Do I have a muffin top?" Click here. If not I'm still in the future MILF training mode. So watch out Heidi Klum.

So, the reason I had to bust out a little Justin Timberlake on ya in the blog title: Is because I have been a crazy women lately at the gym. (Yes Ange...so I can enjoy the pleasures of Pepsi and ranch:) That would work if I was just on maintenance. Right now I don't have that luxury. No, but really, what have I been doing? Oh, just spinning 5 days a week for the last month and a half! That is crazy talk I tell you. People in my spin class thought I was crazy, and yes I am. My motto back then was: "It's on like Donkey Kong." I was Alec Baldwin on a 5 day binge!

I have now come to my senses (what little is left), and waved the white flag. SURRENDER! After about month, by Thursday I was pooped. By Friday I was crawling in on my lips, like I had been out all night long celebrating my 21st birthday. I know I have to cross-train anyways for better results...so I have to hit the weights. So after a 6 month hiatus from Bodypump....I am baaaack. Like a bad case of the hemorrhoids, I creeped in this morning and took a spot in the back, dark corner. Then tomorrow when I wake up I will be so sore I won't even be able to sit on the toilet without my legs giving out, and holding desperately to the tub to lower the tush into place. (Wiping may be a luxury, may just have enough energy to drip dry). Or, go down stairs without a hand rail to cling too.

What is BODYPUMP? It is the original barbell class that strengthens your entire body. A 60-minute workout that challenges all your major muscle groups by using the best weight-room exercises like squats, presses, lifts and curls. The hours goes something like this: Warm-up, legs, chest, back, triceps, biceps, lunges, shoulders, and abs. Sound fun?

Here is what body pump class looks like:

So this is what my week now looks like:
Monday-Friday, 9-10am:
Spinning: M,W,F. Bodypump: T, Th. Try on skinny jeans. IF still to fat to fit, repeat steps Monday-Friday.

I also am on my advocare protein drinks and Spark that I sell to make sure I am burning fat not muscle when I am working out. I have done this before and wasted 2 months of hard work. I can't bring myself to eat eggs every morning before working out. If this doesn't kill a muffin top, what will? Taking all advice.

The Vacuuming saga.

And put your back into IT! Actually this would never take place, because my daughter suffers from vacuum phobia. I am sure my husband would argue that I suffer from this also. :) Every time I go get it out to clean, she freaks out. She runs and cries. It is so sad that I have to wait till Matt comes home so he can take her downstairs. These are the tips that "professionals" give on how to deal with this issue:
1. Let them explore the vacuum cleaner when it is not on.
2. Talk about the vacuum cleaner.
3. Warn them before you turn it on.
4. Get them a toy vacuum.
5. You could make them a little book or make up a story about the vacuum cleaner.
Naaahhh. I think I will just quit that aspect of my housewife duties, and milk it while I can. "Honey, I can't vacuum....Chloe gets a case of Mad Cow Disease!"

Maybe I should become allergic to house cleaning? No, actually the pain of it is every time I try to clean my house, the kids try to get into all the cleaning supplies. I spend more time trying to keep them out of stuff, and out of the way. Cormac wants to use all the appliances and Chloe cries when we use them. It ends of being a drama. I usually have to wait till Matt gets home to clean. Oh, and for what it is worth: Every time I vacuum it still smells like comet. Hmmm, I wonder why?

Winter is officially over!

It is a somber parting of ways that took place two weekends ago. I love the winter, so I will be missing it. I am not looking forward to enduring triple digits this summer! So the last day of winter was great. We had a beautiful sunny day that was melting the snow faster than we could play in it. Here is a picture of the view of Craig Mountains from my dad's house.It was a beautiful sunny day, and the sun was reflecting off the snow. Though you can't tell that from this picture. ANy who, Cormac had been saying for a week, "I wanna go to Grandpa Joe's house." I had to keep trying to explain to him that we "really" couldn't since they were snowed in. A three year old does not understand this reason. So the first chance we got when the road was clear, is head up to enjoy the last day of winter. Cormac ready for action with his sled.He also got to help Grandpa Joe plow the driveway on the four-wheeler. He thought that was pretty cool.Then Matt and GJ took the four-wheeler out in to the field to retrieve my dad's truck canopy. It had blown waaaaaay out in the fields during one of the bad wind storms we had this winter. This was the first chance they had to fetch the battered canopy. So Cormac and I finally got the chance to make a snowman! Cormac had been waiting patiently for the perfect snow. It finally came. Here he is with his masterpiece. Then once the boys got the canopy near a safe distance, they got the four-wheeler stuck. So we got to spend some time digging that out. Cormac thought that was great "man's" work. He loves doing guy stuff.

When we got home, all the winter stuff got washed and stored away for the season. R.I.P. winter, I will miss you like Paris Hilton misses her panties. No, actually more than that.

This is how Cormac rolls.

Roller Skating that is. Holla!

Last night we went to family skate night. My sister was taking her two and wanted me to join them. I didn't think a 3 year old could go rollerskating, but they informed us they do skate that young. So off we went. It has been a long, long time since I have stepped foot in a rollerskating rink. I used to be pretty fast in my day! I had to see if I still had it, and could hang with the best of them. I knew falling was not a option, since it hurts A LOT more the older you get. I just hoped that all those speed racers on the ring would follow the roller skating golden rule: Be Aware, Skate with Care. Or in other words, don't knock my slow butt down please! So here is the little man in action:

He had a blast. We held hands and rocked out on our skates to: Sweet Dreams are Made of These, Parents Just Don't Understand, When you Really Love a Women, and lots of old school. The only game we were up to par with to play was the Dice game, the Cor-mac Daddy and I lost. It was interesting to be back there. I haven't been back since a "All Night Skate." Brought some old memories of the things my friends and I would do as little rebellious pre-teens! My sister the whole evening did me the favor of scouting out who she thought was every pedophile in the room. LOL She had it all taken care of. Then towards the end Cormac decided he would rather play video games! It was a fun night:)

Friday Facts

1. The word "Sunday" is not in the Bible.

2. It takes 12 bees their entire lifetime to make a tablespoon of honey.

3. The busiest pay phone in the U.S. (used over 270 times a day) is in Chicago's main bus terminal.

4. Richest charity in the U.S., the Y.M.C.A., with over $2.4 billlion in revenue.

5. Michael Jackson was awarded his first gold record when he was 11 years old.

6. The state song of Florida is "Old Folks at Home."

7. On average, baby blue whales gain 200 pounds a day.

8. Most experts believe Jack the Ripper was left-handed.

9. According to some studies, a 30 minute nap every day reduces the risk of a heart attack by 30%.

10. Elizabeth Taylor appeared on the cover of Life magazine more than any other actress.

Do you have any street cred?

Are you over thirsty? Nerdy, uncool, or simply suburban? No fear, I am here to help you get hip in mere days! Yeah, your lil' dawgs are soon to think you are off-the-hook or off-the-chain! I will be helping you folks start "talking street" in no time. Now when you evesdrop on your lil'dawg's conversation, and feel like you need a interpretuer to help understand their conversation, you will be in the know. You will be straight gansta for shizzle nizzle. Your kids will think you are tight, and give you mad props.

It is OK if you have no idea what I am talking about, that is why I am here to help. If you have no idea what the highlighted words mean, this is the place for help. Next time you talk to the kids, I want you to have straight killed it. WORD!

Let me explain, I got these for a gift for one of my friends for her birthday:Inside joke. Then I couldn't resist ordering these for me:

I will try not to front, but I have much street cred. From my hood, living here in L-town on the northside you see. It is hard living on the streets here in this ghetto valley. As Elvis would say, "I heard a baby cry in the ghetto." No joke, I hear that everyday for shizzel nizzel. So now I thought I could help others learn to talk like the kool kidz. You dig?

So I will be posting my flashcards about once a week, I thought it would be fun if everyone would try to use the word in a sentence and post the sentence in the comments! We should get some fly sentences. It will be so dope. Here is today's word: ICE

My sentence: Jamie is to fat to wear her ice that Matt got her ever since she had her first lil' dawg. Now you try, ya dig? :)

Oh yeah, and by the way..

I QUIT! As if my sitcom life couldn't get any better, I have been diagnosed with Shingles this past weekend. No, not the kind you hang on your roof. You can get it if you have had chicken pox or the vaccine for it. It stays in your nerves. Here we have Episode 1: Jamie's got the Diseases. I have had shingles for about 4 months now. Yes, you don't have dyslexia....you read that right. That is not 4 days but MONTHS! Confessions of a TRUE Desperate Housewife:

There are a few reasons why I it took me that long to get diagnosed. First, When do I have time to take care of me? I don't have a paying job where I get sick time, or have a lunch hour to run errands like Dr. appointments. I don't like to ask anyone to watch my kids or ask my hubby to take sick time so I can go to the doctor. So, usually I just ignore symptoms or pain I may be having. Eventually you learn to live with it.

Second, I have a very high-pain tolerance. I really never take any pain relievers for things like headaches or pain killers for surgeries. When I had both my c-sections, I was up and walking the next morning. I would always have the new nurse after shift change come in my room and see I was up and walking, then they would look at my chart again, then have to ask my hubby if indeed I did have a c-section. He would reply Yes, and they would say," She sure isn't acting like someone who just had a c-section. Yeah, it hurt but nothing I couldn't manage. So my whole left side hurt, but I just lived with it for the last few months.

Thirdly, I did go to the girly Doctor two months ago. Since the pain started near my bra strap, I thought, great I must have breast cancer! After a short "cop-a-feel", he told me, that luckily he knew I didn't have breast cancer because I was in pain. I guess with breast cancer you have no pain, which is why it can be a silent killer. Good information to know! He thought I should get an ultrasound on the "twins" to rule out tumors. Yeah, I have time for that, he should see how it took me two months already to find time to go see him!

Fourth, it was a weird set of symptoms. If feels (at least my mild case) like someone beat the crap out of you, and you have bad bruises on one side of your body..torso area. I thought if I went on to the Doctor and said, "My side hurts, it feels bruised." They would peg me as a pill popper trying to get drugs, think I was on some long acid trip, or refer me to some women's shelter for domestic abuse.

Then my MIL got shingles a month ago. She was describing her symptoms,and they were all the same as mine. So I said, let me see this "rash" It was like one I had about 4 months prior. Just the size of a dime with raised bumps in it. I remember looking at it thinking, What is that? I thought it was weird because it didn't hurt or itch like a bug bite. It went away and never thought much about it again. I did start getting the side pain at that time. My mom then calls me last week and tells me she has shingles! Is it a epidemic? SO, I finally knew what was going on. I finally decided to scrap some time together for me to have time to go to the doctor. Got the diagnosis and drugs. What causes Shingles? STRESS!! My family is slowly killing me!

Ohhhhh the drugs! As my world turns, guess what drug you get to take? Valtrex! Don't play dumb and act like innocent virgins. We have all seen the commercials. The Herpes drug. Nothing against anyone who had this lovely disease, but it isn't one of those things you want to announce to the world. It doesn't have the best sterotype attached to it. So I think of course this would be my luck. Since shingles is most common in people in their 40-50's, they are for sure to think with my age, that I got the herpes from some one-night stand at the bar. So I had it called into a pharmacy that I really don't go too. Hung my head, and had my perscription filled. I should have order from my good friends in India. I could what another 20 to 30 days mam. I have to take it for 2 months! Good times. Don't let you life stress you out, or you may end up with a case og the shingles. I guess I should try some Zoloft or kicking back a few tall ones. Serenity NOW, Serenity NOW!

This SAHM had a change of heart

I have now decided that I like going to the dentist for a routine cleaning. It was quite a peaceful experience actually. I got to lay back and relax as I got my teeth serviced. I listened to a country station that was playing in the background. I never listen to country music much, but I did learn a lot listening to these tunes. For example: How to be a American Women, about be in love with a "traveling solider", about a call girl named Fancy in a red dress. Quite useful information.


I got a WHOLE hour to relax, and not having any demands put on me, no cooking for anyone, or changing diapers. I had a person tending to my needs, woo hoo! I decided I should take full advantage of these hour "get-a-ways" At this point as a SAHM I will take what I can get, even if it is someone scraping plaque off my teeth. The only set back is the sounds you hear coming from the other rooms of sucking water, screams, and people trying to talk with thier mouths open. As soon as you can drown out those noises, it is tranquil. I will now make sure I regularly go every 6 months to my little pampering sessions:)

Don't be a Yuck Mouth!

We get to spend this lovely holiday at the Dentist, AKA the guy with really big needles. We have two appointments for routine cleaning, nothing to serious. Although, I now don't have to go to the Dentist everytime I want that,"Oh so clean feeling" I have a Sonicare toothbrush. Have any of you seen these? They rock. Everyday when you brush you feel like you just left the Dentist's office! You should check them out if you don't have one. You don't want to be Yuck Mouth do you?

A 5T...what the?

No, I don't really think my hubby is a idiot. He is great, but he can really make me laugh at the stuff he does. Men just can do the most interesting of things. Us women give them, what we think are simple requests and instructions, then they go and try to accomplish these tasks. Often times making you wish you had just gone and done it yourself. Or as my MIL said this morning, "Never send a man to do a mothers job." Good thought. Sometimes they can make women stop and think: Your sperm was the fastest that made it to the egg...really? JOKING, well not really:)

Story: So I originally went online to Old Navy at the crack of dawn on the first day of the sale Friday to get Miss Chloe a swimmy suit. I know how fast things sell out. I found the suit I wanted and put it in my virtual cart. I then went and ordered a few more things for the kiddos, then went to checkout. I went through all the hoops and thought I was in the clear. As I read my email confirmation the next day I realized there was no suit on it...the main reason why I shopped!! I guess it had sold out in the mean time of me shopping. So I called to try to add another suit to my order before they sent it out. She checked, and since it had already left the warehouse, I was bumming.

Since my hubby was leaving town for Spo-compton for the next 3 days, (This is where I made my first crucial mistake) I asked him to go to the Old Navy and pick out a few suits for Chloe. Easy enough task, right? Well I guess not. I told him that she needed 1 that was 18-24months and 1 that was 24months AKA 2T. He says sure.

He comes home and proudly displayes his purchases:

1 18-25 month suit, and 1 5T suit! Yep you read that right....5T people.

What can I say? Or yeah, it gets better. He tells me he even got a extra 10% off at the register if he gave the lady some information. I, being a Old Navy veteran, immediatly think...are you sure they didn't sign you up for their Credit Card. No he informs me, he did not get a CC. So I inform him that a 5T is a little to big.....like a 5 year old too big. His reply, "Oh, I kinda thought it looked a little big." A little? A blind man could have made that observation. I think he rode the short bus up to Spo-compton...J/K (I love you honey:))

As you can see from the picture, her suit isn't even the length of the other's top. So what am I going to do with a 5T!! I could return it, or save it until she is in Kindergarten. So I say, "Do you have the receipt?" So I get the recipt, by which I clearly see he was given a Credit Card! Ugggghh. Who would want one of their 25% cards?

So, now I am in the process of tracking down the card online to pay it in full and then CANCEL IT! What started out as a simple request to stop by Old Navy to get Chloe a suit, ended up with a 5T suit and a Credit Card. Lesson learned, checkmate Matt.

Friday Facts

1. If you bury a traffic ticket, it will decompose in about four weeks.
2. 10% of drinkers will go on to become alcoholics. (If you add kids to the equation that % jumps up to 30% :)
3. 43,000 Americans were injured in accidents involving jewerlry in 1991.
4. There are 635,013,559,600 different possible hands in bridge.
5. Maryland has 325 doctors per 100,000 citizens- the most of any state.
6. Ths U.S. had 8,915 handgun killings in 1989. Great Britain had 7.
7. The average jellyfish is 95% water.
8. Thomas Edision was afraid of the dark. (No he did not invent the light bulb as history states.)
9. Janis Joplin was nominated "Ugliest Man on Campus" while in college.
10. According to zoologists, elephants love to eat licorice.

Happy "LOVE" Day!

I hope everyone gets the feeling of being loved today by someone...your hubby....kids...pets? Whatever you got. I just hope you feel loved by someone or something today. And get your mind out of the gutter...I didn't mean that, by "something" I guess whatever it takes though, thou shall not judge I guess. Here is a interesting Valentine:

If I was that girl, I would run far, far away!! I won't even say it:) You get the idea...weird card, huh? I am staying in tonight. My hubby had been out of town for the last few nights, and will come home tonight late. He gave me a few thoughtful gifts before he left. Matt is lucky that I am a "cheap date. Why? I don't for the most part like or wear jewerly. If I do have any, it is what I picked out. I treat it like a collecters item, and it sits in a jewerly box collecting dust. Aside from my wedding ring, which I had to design myself, and have it cast. I was too picky.

I am not into flowers..waste of money and a pain to have, and to keep looking fresh. Then the mess you have to clean up when they die. No thanks, I always would tell Matt to get me planted garden flowers or plants. So at least I could plant them and they would last. I am more into flowers when it is a "random act", it means more to me. I don't like the boxes of chocolate either. I only like certain brands of chocolate, and don't like chocolates with goo in the middles. YUCK! That leaves his options to something more personal or of course buying me massages!! I love hot stone massages. He can never go wrong with that.

I don't mind dinner, but I am not into dining with all the other "goo goo ga ga" lovers in a over-crowed restaurant. I want a relaxing atmosphere and good service. So we usually go the weekend before or after. How do you all celebrate? I will leave you will a few Valentine quotes:

-If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

-Love is the thing that enables a woman to sing while she mops up the floor after her husband has walked across it in his barn boots.

-Love is a grave mental disease.

-Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle.

-Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

-I just love to do special things for my wife on Valentine's day. Like open the door for her when she puts all the laundry in the washing machine, or plug and unplug the vacuum as she moves from room to room cleaning. Guys, it's these little thoughtful things you can do to have a marriage such as mine.

-I don't understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine's Day. When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon.

Where is the love?

Well around my house, at least. But I feel that has now changed with my son. I guess I am no longer quite the "big deal" to him anymore....just officially a pain in the tushy.

What has lead me to this conclusion? Well since I have returned from my last trip, everytime I ask him to do something or give him instructions, this is the reply: "OK, MOM.....Uggg" What the? Excuse me? I must admit the first time he said this a week ago, I had to stop myself from laughing. I would be pretty tired of always getting bossed around and told what to do, where and when. That has to get pretty old after a while...or apparently 3 years, 3 months, and 8 days.

I guess I had a good run while it lasted. I felt like saying, "Excuse me son...but didn't I carry you for 39 weeks, vomit everyday for first 14 weeks while still managing to gain 50 pounds, give birth by way of c-section because you the last week decided to go feet first breech, breast feed you for 6 months and let you rip the top layer of skin on my nips for a painful two weeks to allow this process to take place? (inhale) Yes, I know this is a run-on sentence, but I had to get that off my chest.

This image of "Question Authority" is actually and Toddler shirt or and babies onesie they sell for $21. I think I may need to buy this for Cormac. Teach kids to think of themselves at a early age...or end up in the Justice system. It could be a toss up!

My son has his eye on the "prize"

This is one of those "kids say the darnedest things" kind of blog. Cormac is really into Thomas and Friends. He is collecting all the different trains as he goes through potty training. So every couple of weeks when he does good going #1 and #2, he gets a new one. Yes I am buying him off folks.

He has a catalog of all the different trains and tracks you can buy. You can check off the trains as you collect them. He loves to tell you which ones he wants. He has wanted this one called Percy. Let's just say when he says his name it sounds like something else of the female anatomy. A word that is of the beaver pelt species, Castor canadensis. So, in his catalog their are 3 different Percy trains, the one to the left, one that has snow all over it (hmmmm?), and one that has mud all over it.

Here is a few of the statements he has made regarding Percy:

1. He will point to the muddy one and say, "Dirty Pu**y." (Yes son, stay away from those types)

2. Pointing to Percy, " I want Pu**y."

Boy, it doesn't take men long to hone in on this subject, geez ;) I thought Matt was going to have to have the birds and the bees talk already!

So, naturally I say no Cormac...it is P-e-r-c-y! But for some reason he can't pronounce this word right. I can't have my son saying these types of things. CPS may be at my door soon, or a pregnant floozy some day. Neither is a good option.

I decided to go get him that one ASAP, so he will stop talking about that 5 letter word. So, last week I take him to the store and give him Percy...but he refused and decided he need Mighty Mac instead. First attempt failed.......time for plan B.

Today I go back to the store for a second attempt. As we go down the aisles, I tell him we are going to get his Kandoo wipes for when he goes #2. At which he loudly says, "Yeah, so I can get pu**y!" "Momma, I want pu**y!" ( Yeah, don't all men?)

I then had to loudly state, "No, you mean Percy the train." So people didn't stare to hard. We then grabbed Percy and high-tailed it out of the store before the police could get there.

Update: Since we have bought Percy and brought him home...he is in a drawer. I told Cormac he had to go all week without a a accident. So of course this is all he has been talking about since yesterday, but at least it is only in our home...not in public. He woke up this morning saying, "I go poo poo in the toilet, I get Pu**y." Well, son that is a new approach I have never heard from a man.......

More adventures from Huey, Dewey, and Louie

I was just thinking about the events of last weekend, and how thankful I am that my hubby and his friends are still with us here on earth. In my 20 years on a mountain, I have never seen a fist fight or had to call ski patrol once. I have however, been in a few "survival situations" a couple of times in my life. I have been lost in the snowy woods for several hours in Alaska growing up. (Poor neighborhood boy who decided to go exploring with me that day) It kinds sucks. What doesn't kill you, will only make you stronger. Maybe someday I will blog about my many "survival situations" growing up, and many adventures in the wild when I worked for Fish and Game.

That being said, it then donned on me.....the last time these three yahoo's hung out together, this was the outcome:

Notice the Adopt a Highway litter patrol sign above the carnage.
This past summer: Huey, Dewey, and Louie decided to have a boys camping trip for a friends Bachelor party. M and A hooked up A's trailer to A's truck in the dark. They were in a hurry and running late and forgot to hook up the safety chains. So as M drove A's truck up the Winchester grade, he at one point had to slam on the brakes. Which at the time they did not realize, but it popped the trailer off the hitch of the truck.

A few moments later M looked in the side-view mirror to see the trailer veering into the on-coming traffic lane. He then slowed down, and the trailer came up by them. M pulled off of the side of the road as a man in his truck hit the trailer head on. The guy's airbags went off, and they checked on him...he was ok. Here are some more pictures: The trailer was toast.....never to see another highway again. The boys lost all thier beverages, and other camping supplies. They cleaned up the mess and the State Patrol came and gave M a "catch all" ticket for a non-secure load. I guess I.V was innocent in this one and just a innocent passenger, but he would make up for that about 7 months later needless to say;)

The boys didn't let this ruin their weekend, they headed back to town to re-supply and get more beverage. Just a coincidence, right? Or maybe Huey, Dewey, and Louie shouldn't be allowed to hang out together anymore?

Life is one big fashion show, try to look like you know what you are doing.

My mom wanted to buy the grandkids some clothes, and anyone who knows me..knows the following:

1. I am very particular about what my kids wear. I like my kids to look like "mini-me's" not a cartoon character.
2. No cartoon charaters or other such "baby" things like dump trucks, puppy dogs etc. I will bend this rule for PJ's sometimes.
3. Cormac only wears skate shoes and both kids wear see kai runs after they grew out of robeez. No cartoon character shoes..burn them all! They freak me out.

4. Not to much pink for Chloe, or lace, bows etc. I am not a pink and purple kind of girl and have a hard time putting her in it. I do occasionaly let her wear pink, but it pains me.
5. No sweatpant-looking outfits. Sweat pants and elastic waist bands are for lounging and nursing homes.

This being said, most who want to get the kids something, ask me first what I am wanting for them. So I showed my mom some of the things I had been eyeing for the kids.

Cormac needs some ties for sunday school at church, and I picked out these 3:

And some matching courderoy pants for the one tie. Big pimping at church. For all you ladies out there with little girls, Cormac will be able for "playdates" with your daughters anytime. ;)

For Chloe, I have been trying to get these pinafores for her in these owl hoot prints, but they have been sold out everytime I tried to order them. But this time, I got them!! Thanks mom.Then this Apple Crisp:Some alphabet hair clips:

I like vintage-hippi-retro looking clothes for Miss Chloe. My next purchase is going to be a Birdie-Ohio top from my friends store at La Lu baby. Very cute.

So for 3 years I have been wanting to open my own trendy-hip-rocker-retro children's clothing store. I have lots of people ask me where the kids get their clothes. So I thought I should open my own store, since you can't get anything to hip here in town. What do you all think? Should I? I have had the name of the store picked out for a few years now, and have been sitting on my hands about it. I just need a little motivation!

Day four: Of Tamarack 2008

Here are a few pictures and recap of some of the "good things" that did happen while we were there.

The snow betty's out riding. (left: Palani, Amber, Krista, me)

Amber taking a break

Krista loving it!

View of Lake Cascade from the deck

View of front door to see how much snow we had!

Going into a round-a-bout there was so much snow you couldn't see if there were cars coming. True sign of a good year. Matt and I have been lucky enough to have spent almost two full weeks out of this month snowboarding in great snow...........till next year! Hopefully no one is leaving in a Pine Box.