I know I promised photos of my dog after his haircut. I just have not been able to do it. It is too humiliating… He looks like an idiot. And I know he looks stupid because everyone who sees him says the same thing, kind like when you get a bad haircut, “well, at least he won’t be hot in the heat this summer.” Or ” It’ll grow.” My poor proud dog reduced to looking like a poodle. Now the best part is the groomer telling us to not laugh at him and to tell him how beautiful he looks.
My washing machine is probably in the top 2 most important appliances in my house. The refrigerator being #1. I can do without the stove (we get to go out to eat!) the microwave, vacuum, TV’s, etc. But could you imagine hauling 8 peoples laundry to a laundry mat?? I don’t think so. A few summers ago my washer died, while waiting for our new one I had to do just that. Mind you we “only” had 5 kids at the time but it still took me 5 hours and about $35 to get it done. Anyway, lately mine has been flashing a SUD and F 02 every time I do a load. I have to wait about an hour restart the machine and it will finish. Soooo, I did what any frugal Mom would do, I looked it up on the internet. Google came through again! We just had to remove the front panel and clean out a filter. Funny none of this was in the manual. But one of the most important questions in the universe was answered… The washing machine eats the socks not the dryer!
Everyone likes to get free stuff. Especially me-I am always legally robbing CVS and the grocery store and getting lots of nifty free things. So today I thought I would do a give away in honor of my 20th posting. We all know how it goes! Leave me a comment, maybe even suggest something to blog about, and you’ll be entered. Don’t forget contact information. One entry per person, but since today is Monday you can DOUBLE your entry by re-posting on your blog (don’t forget to let me know!) that I’m doing a give away.
Saturday was opening day for both Little League and for Softball. Paul and I spent the day running from one side of the park to the other catching both Tuckers mini tournament games, Emma’s game and team pictures. 8:15am to 2:45pm we drug little kids all over filling them with healthy foods like chicken on a stick, cupcakes and $5 a bag kettle-corn. At one point Paige handed someone her cupcake said, “I can’t finish it, it’s too much sugar!” But the highlight of the day was Emma getting her batting helmet spray painted! The boys are jealous because it is against rules in LL to have anything on your helmet.
The man who did the decorating was quite the character! He was a lot of fun. He did whisper that he prefers decorating motorcycles to little girls softball helmets-but I don’t believe him. I think he prefers the purple unicorns…
Avery is a very, very talented girl. When my sister got married a year and a half ago Avery was only four. I was cutting ribbons a certain length for the favors and of course, “Can I help?” So I let Avery help.
We (the kids and I) love Miller, despite his horse-like legs and bowling ball qualities of mowing the children over constantly. Yesterday I was looking at the dog and thinking, “Wow. Since when did he start looking like shag carpet from my Grandma’s basement?” Being a licensed barber I thought I’d whip my clippers out and fix him up a little bit. Anna and Jeff volunteered to help. We drug the dog outside, grabbed the clippers and decided to start somewhere that wouldn’t be very visible. Within 2 seconds my clippers were stuck. His fur was so thick and tangled I couldn’t get through it. “Bummer!” Anna said. “But since you have the clippers and stuff out, can you cut mine and Jeff’s hair?”
We have lived in our house for 10 years, alomost 11. Above picture is the only one I have of our house and it happens to be the day after hurricane Ike! About 5 years ago I realized I had NEVER been alone in my house without a child here with me. So I started paying attention to make sure I was correct in my assumption. I mean, I have been here with a kids sleeping or kids playing in the backyard, so it seemed like I was alone. Or with a newborn, while my husband took the other kids so I had some quiet. But I have never actually been alone in my house with NO ONE but me. In December one Saturday my bigger kids were at friends houses and my husband was going Christmas shopping, I had a bunch of housework to do so my hubby decided to take the 4 littlest with him. It was 5 minutes later that I realized I WAS ALONE IN MY HOUSE!!! FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!!! I cranked the radio, texted a friend to tell her the news and wished I had something better to do than laundry to celebrate the moment…. Twenty-five minutes later my husband was home with a sleepy baby whose diaper had exploded as he walked into Target. So I cleaned up the baby and put him to bed, husband left with the other kids for a second try, and I am still daydreaming about my 25 minute home alone experience.
I don’t blog often. I just barely started this. In fact, I think the only people who read this blog are my family (thanks Mom!) and Kelly (thanks Kelly!). Imagine my surprise this morning when I received an email from the editor in chief (hi Mr. Nick!) of Scholastic. I didn’t even know what to do-I thought it was spam (sorry Mr. Nick).
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Meet My Litter
Baseball Star DudePart comedian, part Dad, part athlete. He will boss around your children while they play ball.
Baby Sitter Doll!Just as angelic as she looks, this girl could easily raise a Village by herself, and all the children would grow up to be President.
Webkinz Pup!Self proclaimed, she would be a webkinz dog. Because, "they're cute, and puppies are too. And they're sweet and they always get along with other puppies."
PrincessThis mini-Martha Stewart can handle ANY craft you send her way. She isn't all bows and rainbows, she's got karate kid moves!
Pick-Me-UpNot "Pick-Me-Up" like caffeine, she wants you to pick her up! AND NOW!
Supercute DestroyerAnything that can be destroyed WILL be destroyed!
Mary PoppinsPractically Perfect in Every Way for now! Nicknamed "The Panda" she is rolly polly and lives by the motto, "the little one, is KING!"
Miller DogThe resident Labradoodle, Miller got his name because Mom won and got to name the baby! Need something chewed up? He'll take care of it. Especially if it's expensive..