Finally

Been a long week around here.

I finally finished the last of my cleaning/organizing and feel so much better. Well that is until I walk back into my living room and notice that the worm has scattered his entire toy box all over the floor. So much for my house being totally clean, it was nice the entire 10 minutes that it lasted though. I figure if I just avoid that room I can live in denial for a bit longer. What are the chances that I can stay away from my living room for say 3 months?

The worm was sick, I mean super sick. He stopped talking and was only grunting and saying "ouch" and "go away" with the occasional "mommy help". Poor kid got a really bad stomach virus. He's better now, he's really hungry though from not eating for a few days, then going on the brat diet for 24 hours to give his belly a break that he scarfed down 3 waffles and 2 sandwiches already today.

Job hunt, why o why does it have to be this difficult? Seriously I'm skilled in healthcare, this isn't a field that goes south when the economy does the sick people are still going to be sick and yet no job in sight.

The dogs, O the lovely dogs! Gidget is driving me nuts!!!!! The chewing, the whining, Ahhhh puppies suck! She doesn't chew when I'm around, but the very second I leave the room she has found something to chew on. I tell her no, she cowars and walks away and then 10 seconds later I find the exact same item back in her mouth again. (and people wonder why I call her 10 second tom). She is so nervous all the time, I've never seen a dog that is this much of a chicken. She has some seperation anxiety and the very second I leave the house she whines. If someone drives down the road she again whines. I'm use to very dominant dogs, that is all I had growing up, Rocco is definatly a dominant dog, but this submissive, whining, nervous thing is totally new terittory for me!

That's about it for the updates. I'm going to appologize now for being boring and writting this post for you all to read even though I've just sucked up your time with nonsense.

Stupid snow!

I'm so sick of the snow already, it doesn't go away it just continues to blow right back over the roads. I would say I would like to live in the south, but there are far too many bugs and other critters you would have to worry about. Then you get into some parts of the south where you can't swim in the lakes and ponds because of gators, that to me sounds like torture! More torture than the snow!

The worm does it again

So my 4 year old says the best things! I keep him around for cheap entertainment. They say the best cure for anything is laughter, well he has me falling off my chair laughing 100 times a day.

Garage Sale:
Grandma asked mom when she was planning on having a garage sale this year? The worm looked at grandma and said "why would anyone sell a perfectly good garage?"

Our new president:
After the inauguration I asked the worm who our new president was and he told me Rocco Bama. I tried several times to explain to him that his name is Barack Obama but it didn't matter. When you have a dog named Rocco it's just too easy to say Rocco Bama instead of Barack Obama.

I then tried to explain to him that the Obama's were moving into the white house. The worm informs me that "people don't live there mommy that is an office building like where my papa works". I explained that there are offices and living spaces in that building. He looked me dead in my eye and said "mommy your lying if they lived there where would they put the noble office?" I explained that it's the Oval office and he informs me that rooms can't be shaped like that and that I'm again lying to him because he knows it's the noble office because you have to be noble to work there. (I think we need to stop messing with the boy because he always assumes we are lying to him).

Then the best part.......
My mom asked him who the president was and again he replied Rocco Bama. My step dad who is a die hard republican asked him "what happend to the last president?"

The worms response....... O it's so wonderful!!

"He's an idiot!"

When asked why he is an idiot the worm said "If he wasn't an idiot he wouldn't have lost his job".

How to make a new boob

So my mama dos (my best friends mom) had breast cancer last year. They took her boob off and then gave her a tummy tuck and used that skin and fat to make her a new boob. First of all the plastic surgeon... o my goodness he's gorgeous! I mean model hot!! And nice, and friendly, and makes alot of money. Hmmm the daydreams you could have about that man. Well until you realize he's gay so there really isn't any hope unless I magically spout a penis. Anyways, so they did mama dos tummy tuck and made her a new boob. When she went in she wrote on her good boob "I'm with stupid" and an arrow pointing to the breast they were suppose to operate on. She just didn't want to get them all confused and have them take off the wrong breast because she doesn't have enough fat for 2 tummy tucks. Well it made the entire operating room burst out laughing when they took her gown off. Anyways, we went 3 weeks ago to have her areola tattooed on and seriously made the tattoo guy blush. Who would have known asking to have an areola put onto your body would make someone who pierces vagina's blush. Anyways, tomorrow she goes to have her new nipple inserted. Yep, you read that correctly. They make prostetic nipples. Who would have konwn! I asked her if she could get me it's mate because they should sell them in pairs right? She smacked me upside the back of my head!

Therapy bills will soon follow

My kid says some off the wall things, but this time I felt so bad for the little guy. I wonder just how much this incident will cost him in therapy.

The worm: Mommy when I'm a daddy. . . . as he trails off saying something about not making his kids eat veggies

Me: What did you say babe

The worm: When I'm a daddy

Me: cutting him off.... babe you have to first grow up and get big, then you will need to finish college and then find a girl and get married before you can be a daddy

The worm: Mommy will you help me find a girl?

Me: Honey that is something every man has to do for himself.

The worm: Bursting into tears But mommy if I go to find a girl what if I can't find my way back home again? I would be lost.

Me: O my goodness what have I done? I just broke my poor babies little heart!

Seriously my little guy thinks that he will have to wander the city to find himself a girl in order to be a daddy and that he won't ever find his way back home to me. I want to cry with him!

Ummm yeah

Since when did my house get this messy? Anyone know a time or a date they can remember when they walked in and went "WTH?" If so can you please let me know when it all went to crap because I'm confused!

I just don't understand! Nothing is where it should be, every single cabinet is full of stuff that doesn't even belong there. The junk drawer has multiplied now taking up 2 drawers. The toys.. o the toys I don't even want to think about that. So today I opened up the drawer in my bedroom that I use for just random things trying to find something. Inside I find stuff that belongs in the kitchen, stuff that belongs in the bathroom, little toys that I don't even know where they came from, socks, pens, pencils, ect. Seriously each of these things should have it's own place to call home so why on earth is it piled into my drawer? I seriously had a hard time opening it.

My house is a disaster and I'm not sure there are enough hours in the day. I'm a very organized person in general, but something has snapped and little by little it has all gone down the drain. How do you organize a house that is in 100% chaos? I remember a time not all that long ago when everything in my house had it's place, it was all labeled and neatly stacked. Even my junk drawer was organized and take out menus were alphabetized!

So in short, has anyone seen my scissors? They are missing and the drawer that normally holds them is full with stuff and I won't even tell you what that stuff is because honestly I don't even know. It seems to be the drawer of broken parts. That toy that was broken.. yeah the one you threw away last year, well guess what the broken piece is in that drawer!

WFMW

Old Baby clothes!!

Everyone has them, no one can part with them. Yes you can get rid of most of the kids old clothes, but some of them you just can't bring yourself to part with them. The outfit they were brought home in the hospital. The outfit they wore for their first pictures, the one that great aunt so and so made and he wore it all the time, ect. Well I make quilts out of my kids old baby clothes. The worm has his with the newborn outfit he wore home from the hospital in the center so you can see how tiny he was and pieces of the other fabric scattered around it. Every one of my foster kids that has left me I have made one for them also. A way to have the clothes and the memories without the boxes in the basement.

Granted I LOVE to sew I find it relaxing, but there are several places online that will make these for you. I have seen some major price differences though some are $600 others are $200 and the ones on ebay look cheap and weird but they are only $60ish. Please shop around don't pay $600 for a quilt it's really not worth it no matter how cute the end result is! If you want one made I can make one for you (depending on how many people email me). I'm running out of sewing projects as it is and sewing is relaxing for me so I kind of need new projects. You will need around 25 outfits (unless they are bigger kid outfits) to make a throw sized blanket though. My average price depending on how big it would be is around $100. Some less some more, details could be worked out later. If you do a good internet search though you might be able to find someone near you or ask your dear aunt Sally to make one and get a better deal because of shipping costs.

BTW: To my friends, I'm sorry I brought this up on my blog before asking if you wanted one made first, but my mind is mush and it's Wed. so I must post something. {{HUGS}} and please don't hate me!