Happy Birthday CAROL DECKER!



I've never met someone so crazy, fun, sincere and honest in my entire life. She will give you the shirt off her back or buy you one that is even better at the thrift store! She loves to sing, create on the computer, clean(if you can believe it), organize anything, study the Bible, spend time with friends, and most of all LOVES being a mom to three beautiful boys.

She is filled with courage, compassion, and overflows with the Holy Spirit.

And no one makes me laugh more!

Happy Birthday Carol!

Hope this makes you smile

I hope this picture makes you smile and want to give your kids a hug!

I hate being a cliche'

So it's new years and guess what I am thinking about along with every other 30 or 40 somethin' mom in this country? Yes, that's right...I'm thinking my ass is too big for my jeans and I don't want to celebrate in such a big fat suite next year. And I'm really feeling motivated to do it now...excuse me I need to take a hit off my brownine...this time will be different, this time I will attack this seriously and really do what I set my mind on. Oh, what ever...the worst part about this new longing to be thin is that it is so darn cliche"ish" I mean me and every other fat butt will be at the gym next week...we will all be telling ourselves this is the last time we are going to "start" working out...we will all be telling ourselves that this time is different...we will all be telling ourselves that "we are the biggest loser!"

Part of me doesn't even want to go to the gym next week because all those people who were working out in November will be looking at me wondering when I will quit and stop coming and taking their machines. And, I don't blame them...dang...I used to be one of them.

Oh, I wonder how many blogs are talking about the same thing right now? Anyway, I told Laura, aka Hot Momma, that instead of doing Taco Bell with her at lunchtime, we should meet at the gym and work out together instead. I think that is brilliant! We still get to be together and talk but now we will be decreasing our girth instead of increasing it. Here's hoping this works.

It doesn't start until January 2 and then on January 3 I leave for a long weekend vacation...so I'm getting a slow start...but really, shouldn't a woman be proud of what she sees in the mirror. Shouldn't a woman want her husband to see her naked during sex instead of insisting that the lights be turned way down. Shouldn't I like clean jeans instead of cursing the fact that they are gonna be so uncomforatable until I break them in. No ice cream or candy bar or browinie can taste so good that I would be willing to sacrafice my happiness should it? It's a cliche', I've been here before, BUT maybe this time is different?

So hum along with me..."Let's get physical, physical. I wanna get physical, physical."

Watching Annie...new laptop...sick kids...etc

I'm watching the movie Annie with my daughter. I know every word of every song...every harmony...and I confess that I tear up at just about every scene. I LOVE this movie and the idea of watching it with Emily...well it's just too good.

The only thing I don't like about this movie is trying to explain Ms. Hannigan, and Carol Burnet really goes over the top in this role. When I saw the broadway version Ms. Hannigan was just strange...but not a falling over drunk.

Something else that is too good is the fact that I can watch TV and blog in my living room all at the same time on my new laptop! It took me all day to set up the $@!*^ing router...but after I returned the first one and bought a more expensive one...it worked! Yeh!

So this is a perfect ending to a very frustrating day. Wesley is still sick, Doug is still sick. The computer wasn't working and it seemed that every other minute someone was crying or arguing or asking for something to eat. Do you ever find yourself ingrossed in a project and just wish that the kids would leave you alone so that you could think? I tend turn in MT. Momma at those times. A big thank you to Carol who drove all the way out her just to have a cup of coffee with me and keep me from falling off the edge...Thank you!

Well, look for me to post more often now...because I have no excuses. This is too fun!

Twas the day after Christmas

Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house
Not a thing was left clean not even the spouse
The stockings were ripped down from the mantle with care
Leftovers that St. Nicholoas had left there

The children were coughing and sneezing in their beds
While visions of Cherry Robitussin danced in their heads
And Mamma in her Bears shirt and I in my cap
Had just finished the Brandy and eggnog in search of a long winter's nap

When out on the lawn ther arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon tried to shine through the clouds and the fog
But all I could see was the neighbor's big dog
The garbage was flying from the christmas present rush
The tinsil, the styrofoam, the paper and such

When what to my wondering eyes should appear
but a miniture media player and a fuzzy stuffed deer.
With a little Lighting McQueen so lively and quick
I knew in a moment these toys were quite slick.

More rapid than the balance on my credit cards rise
The kids stood to attention and all heard their cries
Now PSP! Now MP3!
Now Thomas and Mac!
On Bead Dazzeler! On Hummer!
On electric racetrack!
Stacked to the top of the stairs!
Stacked to the top of the walls!
Now put away! Put away!
PUT AWAY ALL!

Jed's eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His screams of delight for some were quite scarry!
Wesely's small little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the teeth in his smile were as white as snow.
Christian's dear little smirk as he opened his game
Told he knew his future present by name.
Emily wished and wanted for a media player so mini
Whose sound was astoundingly not at all tin-y.

When all the wrappings were ripped and the presents were told
A laptop was left for Momma to hold
She laughed and yelled with delight!

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

Dr. Beautiful's latest publish

Dr. Beautiful was featured on the front page of the Body & Soul section in our local Herald News last week. I'm so proud of him! I think the reporter used his name 6 or 7 times!

Will I ever be done?

Don't you hate it when you think you are finished shopping and then you're not! Each time I click the button "process my order" I cringe now ...not knowing what kind of damage I've done...and not really wanting to know either...better to save that pain until January...