I blue myself. There's got to be a better way to say that.

Directly behind my ear lies a patch of blue hair.
I like to keep a pen in my ear at work.
It's convienent, until it explodes.
Not really sure how it happened, but it did.

The Pen is Blue.
The Pen is Blue.
The Gosh-Dang Pen is Blue!

Swine Flu

Any time I hear talk of Swine flu, this comes to mind.
Is that wierd?

Nesting part Duex

I had my upstairs carpets professionally cleaned this afternoon.

I am in love with them.

Let's all take a minute and thank Zero Rez's Ike and Manuel for doing such a lovely job.

Granted that most of my upstairs is carpeted in Rose Pink and White, they clean up so nicely.

Also, Thanks to my pops for helping me clear out the boxes of toys from the toy room. Without this help, the toy room would not have stood a chance, and I would have burnt it to the ground.

Whilst this was going on, I unknowingly started a large project.

The Laundry room.

This room is currently the thorn in my side.

It was originally designed for food and holiday storage, but

for the last five years it has housed Dub's Moms bins of things.

Therefore has not lived up to its full potential.

I will now give it that chance.

First things First: Cindy's boxes of treasures. I have stacked them up nicely by my backdoor in hopes that they will be gone before the "dam" breaks. We'll see.

Second: Organized bins--this will include one of my favorite tasks: seperating and labeling.

Third: The DI will be summoned to take most of what I feel like tossing (mostly everything)

Wish me luck!

Happy Birthday Dub!

Happy birthday to my sweetheart.

If we ever had a little boy, wouldn't he be the cutest??

Everyone Needs a Ben

Or two.

Or three.

Mommy, WOW!

Potty training is the devil. Children should be born with this ability.

Evidentally, my youngest is.

She decided one day last week that she was done with diapers

and has no accidents since.

She even keeps her pants dry at night.

Why can't my 6 year old have this kind of conviction??

Hey Sports Fans!

I didn't marry a "sporty" guy. I've always been grateful for this.
Not that it doesn't present it's own issues (WOW) but
I've always considered myself lucky to not be dragged
to big sporting events or have to watch it on TV.
He's content watching a movie and cuddling on the couch.

Today I witnessed something I had yet to see in my
relationship with my Dub. Oh yes....it's Sporty Dub.
Dub and his brothers...playing a little basketball.

It was hot.

Just like their mother

Never has one picture said so much about

individual personalities.

I'm to bootylicious for you baby.

Tonight I was walking into the mall when I received a "cat call"
I turned to walk into the door and showed my profile.
There was a loud "DAMN!" from the same car which the previous call had come from.

Nice.

Here's a lolly pop and a pregnancy test.

I peed on a pregnancy test yesterday (suprise, I'm PG)
I then gave it to my 17 yr old sister.
She took it home and left it on the bathroom counter.


Imagine the chaos.

April Fools.