Grandma Susie Comes For a Visit...

Hey, guys, can I play, too?


I don't think Grandma Susie knew when this game started that it IS possible to cheat at Candy Land...of course my boys know how. They change the rules as they go...

SUGAR SHACK, BABY...

Had our maiden voyage to the Sugar Shack for our very first snow cone of the season! Wahoo! What a way to celebrate kids being on "green" with no time-outs! So impressive after getting multiple phone calls from Braden's teacher last week...during my classes!

To the Japanese Character Person...

I'm totally flattered that you like my page, really...BUT, I don't know who you are, where you are from, how you found me, or why all of your writing leads to "skin." If you like other people's wit and wisdom so darn much, then create a non-skin related account for yourself so other folks (ME) won't be creeped out every time you comment! I mean, really? Seriously...

Things That Bug Me...

1. If you only "comment" on this blog (in Japanese characters) so that your stupid skin site will eventually show up, STOP IT! Clearly, this is a family site and you are not welcome here!

2. Looking to have my fourth boss in the last nine years...there is seriously something wrong with that. Why doesn't anybody love us as much as we love ourselves? (in a good way) Actually, it reminds me of all those band directors we had in quick succession in high school...

3. Being on antibiotics and needing a good stiff drink at the same time...rats!

4. People who don't do their job...'nuff said.

5. Nashville, the home of my beloved country music, under water.

6. Braden on yellow, orange, or (God forbid) RED again!

7. Not being able to whirl in circles under the canopy of pecan trees...used to always do that as a kid as soon as the leaves all came back on the trees.

8. Insufficient child care...Virginia could have been so much fun for two overworked parentals.

9. Being tired all the time.

10. Whining children, both at home and at school...although none at school have ever hit me...can't say the same for my own.

11. Ladies putting makeup on using the mirror on the back of their car visor while attempting to drive. Hello! Dangerous! Duh!

12. Icing on my lip at the party tonight and the hubby didn't even tell me.

13. My internet order that's taking longer to get here than next Christmas!

14. Failing students who NOW want to know what they can do to pass my class...like it's not just a few weeks until the end of the year. They are the same ones who haven't hit a lick ALL year!

15. My son turning off the computer in the middle of my blog session...just now...

Well, I guess that's about it. Feels good to vent.

Size 13...Incoming...

Today, I brought home huge pieces of left-over Confectionately Yours cake from our annual National Junior Honor Society induction. Jen had carefully carved and covered them for me, and she even helped carry them to my truck in the rain. We put them in the back floorboard so they wouldn't slide around. When I picked Garrett up, we were so careful to avoid the floor, me lifting all 52 pounds of him straight into the car seat. BUT...

When we pulled in the driveway, I stupidly asked "Who wants to help mom bring in the trash can?" "I do, I do," my little darlings screamed. And that was that. Garrett came out of his seat and planted each foot right smack dab in the middle of both pieces of cake!

At first I was furious. I mean, hello...this is Confectionately Yours we're talkin' about here! Seriously! Then, he looked up at me with those baby blues of his, tears streaming down his pudgy cheeks, and I melted. I picked him up, hugged him close, and just promised him it was okay. The whole time, he continuously assured me it was "just an accident." Poor baby...he doesn't even like cake (I know, weird huh?), but he was so upset. Now, just peeling the foil off and surveying the damage, I just laugh. Look at those big ol' size 13 smoosh prints...

If It Weren't For Rotten Luck...

Things that have happened to me/us while Eric has been in Spain:
Sports schedule:
t-ball Monday, Thursday, Saturday
soccer Monday, Wednesday
(notice the overlap on Monday...and only one parent...thank goodness for Nana!)

Deep freeze door left ajar by a small person looking for popsicles...hundreds of dollars worth of food spoiled. Had to cook seven pounds of ground beef, package of Polish sausage, and give away LOTS of food to family, which was fine. At least someone could use it.

Kidney infection discovered at soccer field...clinic...'nuff said (again, thanks Nana!)

Braden pulled red card and I received phone call from his teacher during my own class. Very surreal to be on the other side of the "behavior" phone call.

Garrett lost his mind EVERY morning, kicking, screaming, crying, snot flying...and he said he wished I wasn't his mommy...that hurt...

SPICE teacher called after school to let me know Braden had been trading blows with a first grader (hitting one another with backpacks) when the other kid whipped out his lunch box, hitting Braden below his left eye with the zipper pull. Chunk of skin missing, puffy eye developing.

Had to resort to getting the kids' hair cut by Matt (thanks Uncle Matt) and now they lovingly refer to themselves as soldiers...yep, it's that short...

To top it all off, I've lost my mascara AND had to carry out the trash in the rain this morning, thereby causing a horrible hair day all day...ick...

WELCOME HOME, ERIC! WE HAVE MISSED YOU!

Country Boys...

I just love these little guys so much! They are definitely a hoot to hang out with and you just never know what they'll think of next! Each of them got a John Deere hat at the lawn and garden show a few weeks ago and they adore them! When Braden first saw the hats, he said "Look, it's just like Papaw's!" And he's right...

The boys were getting ready for showers after helping in the yard. They were taking off their filthy clothes in the laundry room when I looked up and saw Braden, first, naked with a John Deere hat and sound-proof earmuffs on! Of course, if Braden did it, Garrett had to, too!