Poop, Paxil, and Pageantry

Monday, August 11, 2008

Fabulous Weekend

I had the most wonderful weekend. Clint and I did a little home organizing on Saturday and then a bunch of pool time. Then yesterday...nothing baby!!! I lounged in the pool, did some word finds and read.

Home Organizing:
We have zero pantry space. I need to see my food and I need it to be easily accessible and very well organized. We bought a cheapo pantry awhile back and had it in the garage. The problem with that is we live in Texas and the garage gets ridiculously hot so I decided to move it into the "eat in" kitchen area. Of course our eat in kitchen is so friggin' small, there was no way we were going to put a table and chairs there, so we originally had a little antique craftsman desk there. Out went the desk, in came the pantry. Then we decided we might need a few small bookcases to sit under the window for more storage. While at Lowes, we found these white cabinets. Well, white cabinets did not match the brown pantry so we then HAD to buy a new white pantry. So now, the eat in kitchen is a pantry and it is F A B U L O U S!!! Maybe a little white trash, but uhm well....if the shoe fits.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Should Not Be on the Computer

I really should not have even opened this laptop. It has a tendency to suck me in. I have a shit ton of stuff I want to get done today.

Attach flowers to Emily's curtain
Put collector stuff on Emily's shelf
Go to store
Workout
Swim with the kids
Put away two weeks of laundry
Finish school shopping for my niece and nephew
Shop for an area rug for Emily's room
Clean the kitchen

1, 2, 7 and 9 are done.

I wonder what the chances are that I will actually complete the other stuff. I was chatting with Rhianna last night and she asked me if I knew what the kids were going to be for Halloween. Are you kidding me girl? She already has patterns and material. I hate her. So, I guess I need to add that to my list of stuff to do. I want to just order 5 mullet wigs and have the entire family dress up as some good old fashioned 1980s white trash. You know with the bubba teeth and all.

Labels: busy, chores, Halloween, Mullet, Rhianna, White Trash

Monday, August 04, 2008

Update, Update, Update

We have all survived the dreaded stomach virus. It looked Clint and Were going to come out completely unscathed, until early Saturday morning when I began to piss out my ass and vomit like there was no more tomorrow. Luckily, it did last only one day and I was able to enjoy Sunday with friends and family.

We started off trying to remedy the cloudy mess we call a swimming pool. Of course being the white trash we are, that did not stop us from getting in and swimming. My friend Tara showed up just in time to not only wiggle Emily's loose tooth as she was heading into the pool, but give it a little tug and pull it out. So needless to say, we had to stop for a photo op.

I mean this is only the second tooth so it is still exciting and new. The boys are showing no signs of loosing any teeth any time soon.

While Tara and her new "not yet a boyfriend" Kenny were over, Clint grilled up some bacon wrapped scallops. OH MY FRIGGIN GOD!!!! They were so divine. He followed that up with some meticulously rubbed meat.

Still rubbing.....

And of course no meal is complete without some yummy vegetables

We finally were ready to cut the boys hair, throw the kids in the bath and call it a day. Of course that did not happen. The boys started yelling that they could see a rat in the back yard. Well, It was not a rat. It was a baby opossum.

I talked Clint into picking it up so the kids could see it up close and feel its fur.

Once Clint got it in his hands, we realized the little guy had a broken back leg. The rugged farmer in him told Clint to just get the shovel and put the thing out of his misery, but the wife and kids were voting for wildlife rescue. I called the 24 hour hot line and they gave us a drop off point to take him to...IN THE MORNING. So, in the box he went.

Of course when we got up this morning the little bugger had climbed out and we had to do a quick search. We found him and put him in a box with a lid. My Dad came and picked him up to take the Opossum to the drop off point. I was so grateful because I do not do well in traffic and it was "in town". Thanks Dad!!!

So thank goodness I was not still sick on Sunday. I would have missed out on so much.

Labels: big meat, grilling, Kenny, kids, loose tooth, Opossum, Tara