girlymama

i am so sad (or even more sad, i guess)

Have you seen this? I just love her.

i am soooooo sad

I was doing a quick clean of the bathrooms tonight while Husband watched soccer and the girls played quietly downstairs. As I was cleaning, I took the cap off this new toilet cleaner I bought and some spilled on my leg, finger and sweater.

No big deal, right? Its just toilet cleaner. So you would think. But it is, in fact, some sort of acid. Probably used by terrorists in some way shape or form.

My finger and leg immediately burned so badly that I had to rip off my pants and try to wash it off. I looked at my sweater and there was a huge bleach-type discoloration right over my left boob. This was one of my favorite sweaters. I am so depressed. What the heck is in this stuff? I am all about a clean house, but this is a bit much.

Sno Bol toilet cleaner is evil. Can I sue?

why do they talk?

"Look, Mom! Its pink! Just like your panties!"

Yeah.... Just like my face, too.

dumb

What made me think my kids were old enough that I could take a shower while they were awake and out of bed?

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I don't know why this is not working, but wordpress is being incredibly ANNOYING!

a quiet place

"Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest." Mark 6:13b

Do you ever get the feeling the God is talking directly to you? This is our memory verse in Bible Study for the next two weeks. I had to stop right there and didn't finish any more of the study.

This fall, I began leadership in CBS, working as a substitute leader. I've been enjoying it, but struggling a bit to get my homework done and I'm still feeling very intimidated to be in leadership with all these amazing Christian women. I'm always impressed when we go over the lesson in leaders how deep and well-thought people's answers are. Whereas mine are like, "Yes" or "No" or "Jesus healed her and she was happy." (very profound, I know.) This has been bothering me, since not only am I struggling to get my lessons done at all, but they aren't even done well.

But, it hit me this morning when I was working on this lesson and got to the memory verse. I was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee, eating breakfast, with Sesame Street on in the background. During my lesson I had: changed a diaper, made breakfast for Little Sis, gotten more coffee, made chocolate milk, gotten Big Sister dressed and answered the phone.

Well, mystery solved.  No wonder my answers stink. I can't remember the last time I did my Bible Study in a quiet place. Its usually at the coffee table while the kids watch a video or while Husband watches tv at night. I mean, who can concentrate on anything else when Lost is on? ;-) (I mean, did you see last night's episode? Did you?!?)  So this is my new resolution. I will do my Bible Study in quiet. While not doing anything else. Really.  I think this will make a huge difference, both in my study answers and in my walk with the Lord.  And hopefully I can have the self-discipline to stick to it.

home improvement, shmome improvement

So, in an effort to stop our ground floor (family room, mud room, crawl space) from flooding every time it rains or snows, we, by which I mean Husband, have been doing a series of "improvements" to stop the water. He has torn out the moldy drywall and carpet, repaired whatever is underneath walls, waterproofed and cleared out the crawlspace.  This included trying to get our sump pump to work. Last night they figured out why its not working.
The pipe goes to nowhere. It goes out from under the house and just stops. So the end of the pipe is blocked by mud/dirt/earth. So we are once again looking at our house thinking "duh!" about its previous owners. (You know, the same ones who filled in a cement crawl space with dirt. And put siding over the dryer vent.)
Anyways... this all led to my husband and his dad being outside last night at 9:00, in pitch dark, digging a big hole in the front yard. While wearing hooded sweatshirts pulled up over their heads and carrying a flashlight. I guess if any of our neighbors were wondering if were in the mob, now they know for sure.
So, look out. We now have 2 huge holes in our front yard, just the perfect size for a small child to fall in and break their arm.

a fun diversion

If you're a fan of useless movie trivia and wasting time, like me, you'll love this. I got to 30 before I had to take a peek at the answers over here. Share how many you found - before cheating!

Thanks, Michelle!

as if he's not going to be messed up enough...

Britney has already changed the name of her baby. Not to sound judgemental, but whatever!!

guilty secrets

I got this from my good friend DCRmom, who lives over here. Here are my guilty parenting secrets. Now, I know all of ya'll are convinced I am the perfect parent *ahem* but let me let you in on a few little secrets:

1. I bribe my kids with candy.
2. I'm really bad about giving them vitamins. Really. Bad.
3. Last week, they did not have a bath for six days. Yup, that's right. Six.
4. Yesterday, Little Sister woke up from her nap at 4. We left her in her crib until after 5. We do this regularly. This is why she is not in a bed yet.
5. I let my kids eat candy. And McDonalds. And drink Sprite. And Big Sister takes sips of my coffee. And they love frozen chicken nuggets. The cheap kind.
6. My kids call for Daddy in the middle of the night because I'm mean to them when they wake me up.
7. When Daddy is out of town, we have either scrambled eggs, cereal grilled cheese or frozen pizza for dinner. That's about it.
8. My kids have never, ever used glitter because the very thought of an open glitter container in my house makes me hyperventilate.
9. My kids regularly make me cry. Not in a good way.
10. As soon as my kids spill anything, they say "I'm sorry Mommy!!!" because they are afarid they're in trouble.

dreams really do come true

Husband's best friend called last night to say he's getting married this winter. In Pasadena. Do you realize what this means? Do you? Do you?!?! Have you figured out why I practically burst into tears?

We're going. We're really going. I have dreamt of taking my kids here since before they were born. And now I have two little girls who are obsessed with everything princess and Mickey and try to sing "Zip-a-dee-doo-dah" (only it actually sounds like "Zip-a-zip-poo-aaaa!")

I'm so excited. I am seriously going to break down in tears when I watch my kids hug Cinderella because I remember when I met her for the first time (and cried.) And I remember my little sister looking up at Mickey with tears streaming down her face, giving him the biggest hug ever, and we had to drag her away because she just wanted to stay with him all day.

Details to follow. I must get back to booking my dream.