Would you like ice with that snow?

(these are what I call grassicles. They are the little blades of grass that didn't get buried in snow.

And were turned into grassicles due to the ice. See the one on the far right for best example)

I SO wanted to go out bummin' at a few stores, there is a Jewel Osco and the Halmark down the road. I mean like 5 minutes down the road. The both have fun 50-75% off sales, nope canceled plans. Bah humbug on this shitastical weather!

Snow? Nope. I would love for it to be snow. We've gots us some freezing rain. Which means driveway of ice. Is now a driveway of new ice. Dirty bitches.

BUT the good news is it should get up to 40 degrees out today, which means we have flood warnings!


SUPER!


Should have gotten a canoe for Christmas. Then I could have gone out.


And we were talking about going out to eat with Spaghetti's cousin and her husband, Loren. Maybe a possibility, again, if this 40 degree heat wave can dent the ice.


Now again to explain why I like snow. Because it can be moved.


Snow? Get shovel. Move. Plow. Carry on with life. Small delay.


All those fuckers that say the would rather it be freezing then warmer with snow. Well here you go. I hope your happy.


(this would be a frozen shut garbage can. Now where exactly do we put the dirty diapers, cat shit and holiday leftovers?)


Freezing weather? Rain becomes ICE (not snow) and now we have a 3 inch fucking layer of ice, snapping of trees (not kidding) coating every surface, and pissing in my cornflakes, so I can't go bummin' with my mommy and kids today.

(this is my frozen Lilac bush, coated with ice)



Boooooooo. Oh so you lovelies with your chilly weather, and your "my goodness I need a scarf today!" or "Man I can't wait till it gets back up to the 70's next week" can go sit on a stick.

Yes I am bitter, not because of the cold, but because I am denied my day out. If this shithole weather fucks with my scrapbooking weekend I will be livid.

How do I really feel? Call me.
1-800-winter-blows.

Oh Merry Christmas everyone! (tee hee!)

Are you chewing on my hair?

The battle for mommy continues.

When I play with Spike, Bagel whines. When I play with Bagel, Spike cries.

(Bagel and Spike playing nice... at the moment)

When I sit by Ding. Dong give me that look. When I play with Dong, Ding comes over sits on my lap (all 60 lbs) and pushed Ding away.

(Ding in the back, Dong right up front, at Queen and Carrots big ass yard)

And normally Thing 1 and Thing 2 don't fight over me. But now that Thing 3 is staying with us for the week, she thinks that I am hers. Well Thing 1 has some news for her. At this moment, as I type this, Thing 3 is sitting between me and the keyboard.

(Lucy in the sun)

And thing one is sitting on the back of my chair, chewing on my hair. Thing 2 is confident that I love her, and is claiming the cat tower.

(Thing 1 in the grey fur suit, and Thing 2 in the stripped tiger suit)

I feel the love here. What better then to be needed by so many creatures at once? And Spaghetti wonders why I need to run away some days. (Usually to scrapbook those I just ran away from!) No really as insane as it gets around her, I really love all the furry and not so furry children I have, that fight for me. I know I have 2 children, but I am the proud mom of 6 (7 this week)

Love you all, Mommy.

6 months ago

6 months ago, was April 25th 2008. At 6:00 am I was checked into the Hospital. After what seemed like hours worth of paperwork and questions, they started the induction. It was a long day, nothing to crazy, epidural and all, suddenly the Dr. checked me and I was ready to go.

Scared that it would take 2 hours and 13 minutes (like your sister did) I was ready, the iPod had the funny songs I chose to get me thought this... 35 minutes of pushing and you were here.



I must be honest with you my little man, the above
picture was of me adoring you,
realizing that you are just the perfect little man I always dreamed of.This picture above however is of sheer joy. The fact that I know that our family is done. I am no longer a baby maker, I am now a proud mother of 2 amazing children. I was so happy to finally have my body back, but mostly to be able to start my new life with you in it.

After a long day, and visits from Queen and Carrots, Gramma and Grampa Mc, Frances and Aerial. Spike and I were exhausted. Now I don't normally ever sleep with my children, in fear of a few things. That I will crush them, drop them and that they will become very attached to the idea. But this was perfect. Me and my new dream guy.

We as parents hope that you are happy, and most of all healthy. You are an amazing little person and now with you and your sister finishing this family of four. I just can't wait to see where our life takes us. Either way, we all will do it together. I love you. Happy 6 months. Mommy.

Wordful Wednesday

If I could freeze time. I would. Just to capture your innocence, your amazement, and your curiosity. You loved all the underwater viewing area's and I am glad that Aerial took us here, to the LPZ for my birthday. Love you Bagel. Mommy Feisty.