And That's The Truth...Pbbbbbttt

Do you know who "Edith Ann" is?  It's okay if you don't.  I won't hate you too much.  She is a character once played and created by Lily Tomlin.  A little girl.  She was on the show Laugh-In.  What?  Oh for heaven-sakes!  Go look it up on You Tube!   I will wait.

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I just thought it was a funny way to lead into this week's confessions with Mamarazzi!  

I  confess...

I have been play acting like a car mechanic.  I pop the hood of my car and stare at the engine.  I know where the coolant lives.  I know where the fuses hang out.  They have a nice place actually.  My hands even get dirty.  It makes me feel all bad!  Too bad that's all I can do.  I wish I could do more.  I can wash my hands.  Wouldn't it be cool to do it yourself???  

I confess...

Little middle is turning into a teenager complete with eye rolling.  One of us is going down.  A new reality show on MTV.  Teenage Smackdown!  Oh wait, that's Jerry Springer.  Seriously though, she is already got the eye rolling, the sass, the fits, you name it.  And teen isn't even her age number yet!  I was a sassy kid, I admit it.  But this kid crosses the line...heck she has gone beyond it and is shaking her booty at it. Me?  I pushed, but never crossed.  

I confess...

I am easily amused.  I have an app my phone called FOODUCATE it's free for the iPhone and the droid.  You scan your food product and it grades your food.  So for fun my mom and I were grading the so called "health food bars." Most of them got C's due to over processing.  It's interesting.  Candy bars get the same grade as those health bars.  Go for the candy bar.  I know I would. 

I confess...

I have been wanting Chinese food.  It's crazy how much I want it.  And no, I am not pregnant.  Bite your tongues!  I am done with that part of life.  Now I get to enjoy other people's babies....you know...like this guy...

What's on your conscience today?

**Kristin got a part in THE HOBBIT she is an ELF**

Proud Mommy Moments--She Did It

It's hard to make my kids go to school.  Really hard.  It's hard because I spent so many years of it not wanting to go.  I hated school.  Not always.  I loved school.  I loved it until I got to middle school.  I don't care who you are, middle school is brutal.  And my teen went through some really harsh times.  She experienced bullying, lots of pressure, and betrayal.  And I let her stay home during some of those times.  I let her stay home because I didn't know what else to do.  I let her stay home because she was making herself sick.  I let her stay home because I remember how much I hated going.  I pushed myself each day to go.  It was a constant battle within.  I didn't always win and neither did my own mother.  It's awful.

Tuesday night Kristin hurt her back.  How?  Even she didn't know.  We decided though, that she must have been stressed about auditioning for the school play.  They are putting on The Hobbit.  The Hobbit!!!  How cool is that??  The Drama teacher requested the kids audition with a dramatic piece.  Back on track, she moved weird and made her back hurt to the point that she literally couldn't hardly move.  The next morning, she missed seminary and was talking about staying home.  I am not usually the one to take care of her the mornings.  That is Rich's job.  See...I got up with her when she was a baby.  He can take the kids to seminary.  I digress.  She had 30 minutes to get ready for school.  High school out here is different.  They have block scheduling.  If you miss a day, you will miss a ton of stuff.  I talked her down, and told her to get dressed and eat while I showered.  And that I would help with her hair when I was done.  It worked.  She did it.  I gave her Ibuporefen, and gave her some to take at school.  I told her to simply tell her friends she was in real pain--she was afraid she would cry because of the pain. 

She sucked it up.  She went.  She came home in such good spirits and she made a new friend whom she made an instant connection with.  Her back was feeling better.  I was proud of her.  It's what you do.  You just suck it up and do what you have to do.  And she found out it wasn't awful.  And she made a new friend.

She auditioned yesterday, and has a call back this afternoon.  We won't know anything else until tomorrow morning.  The cast is predominately male, but the teacher is casting boys AND girls just the same. 

I am participating in Proud Mommy Moments with EmmyMom and Kmama.

We Want to Know....

Today I am participating in Mamarazzi's and Queso's Meme....We Want to Know.  Each week they ask five insightful questions and we get to learn a little something new about each other along the way.


1. What is the best advice someone has ever given you?
Hmm...I have been given lots of good advice by so many wonderful people in my life.  But I have to say my mom has told me:  Remember who you are, and teach that to your children:  A child of God.
2. What is your greatest accomplishment?  This is a no brainer for me.  My kids.  I have done lots of things that are great or cool.  But nothing will ever be so cool or great as my kids are.
3. Who do you admire? Hard! Hard! Hard!  It's not just one person but many for different reasons.  My mom for her perseverance, my sis for her humor, my BF Lorraine for strength, my BF Emmy for her sweet spirit.  I know there is more, and I know I could not pick one.
4. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be? Physically?  My nose.  I have a bump...I hate it.  If I had the means...I would get a nose job.  I would.  I am working on those last 13 pounds...12 now.  Yay me.  Other than that...I wish that I could put myself out there more...not be so afraid to try something new.  Not sure when that happened.  This is the girl who auditioned for a beer commercial.  She's buried in there somewhere! 
5. How do you want to be remembered? I want to be remembered as someone who loved, laughed, and enjoyed life.  Someone who was kind to others and helped to lift their burdens and give a little joy.  

And now it's your turn to play!

 

Random Fun

My sister discovered she had a two folders full of pictures of my kids ranging from the years 2001 to about 2006 on her computer.  How they got on her computer is a mystery.  But she put them on a disc for me and I have been editing them.  Oh my goodness...my Little Middle was a chunky monkey!

She was less than 2 in this picture. Did you just go, Awwww?

My teenager.  She was about 5 I think....nope....she was 4.

I lost my internet connection this morning.  Had it.  Lost it.  (Well I lost it years ago but that is another blog for another day!)  Came home after Weight Watchers--lost a pound this week and by pure freaking magic gave the laptop a restart and had my internet back.  So I am back baby!

Earthquake back East.  What???  I have lots of friends back there.  I have been checking on them.  Only made contact with a couple.  It's weird to think that there was an earthquake that big out there.

I went to Wally World after WW to buy ibuprofren, paper plates and motor oil--yeah like I know what to buy.  What I bought:  a binder, notebook paper, pens, cookies, cherry limeade, strawberry lemonade, and paper plates, oil, and iboproferen.    Hey at least I bought what I came for!  But that never happens to you right? 

Have a great Tuesday...what's left of it!  

Not A Morning Person

I am not a morning person.  I am talking about those people who rise with the sun.  The people who smile and sing with the birds.  The people whom others would just want to punch in the neck.  Oh not me, I am not a neck punching kind of person.  But you know what I mean.  They are perky from start to finish.  It's in their DNA.  They just can't help it.    It's not in mine. 

I am not a coffee drinker.  I am a Diet Coke person.  So unless I have had my Diet Coke and have been up at least 2 hours, I am not a good candidate for anything.  I am grumpy.  I am absent-minded.  Well, I am absent-minded anyway, but in the morning it is really bad.  I do things that even a senile person would question.  My kids just shake their heads at me.  I can't even discipline properly because my words are messed up.

When I was little I woke up with this sun.  Ask my mom.  She will gladly tell you.  She could put me to bed at midnight and I was up at dawn.  That is my son.  He is the early bird special.  Come to think of it, he was born in the morning.  So was I.  Interesting.   *ahem*  Once I hit teendom, that all changed and never went back.  So here's my question, do morning people get grumpy by mid afternoon, or early evening?  Like do they run out of perky?  I seem to improve as the day goes on.  Okay I don't, but at least I am nicer and slightly more awake. 

Are you a morning person?  Night owl?  Were you always that way?  CA Girl wants to know.  Cause I'm nosy like that.