Friday, November 16, 2007

Sneaky

Preston this morning snuck into our bedroom while I was in the laundry room and decided to have a little fun of his own. Did I mention the tissue box was brand new and completely full !!!!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Scattered thoughts

The Christmas tree is up at our house, yes its a bit early, but it gave my son and I something to do while he has been sick this week and we are stuck in the house. We have three trees, one large family tree in the living room , one medium Dale Earnhardt tree with Dale ornaments that my hubby has collected in the foyer and a very small one in the kitchen that has kitchen utensil's on it . We have not decorated the outside yet, dont want to scare the neighbors.

Oprah's favorite things Christmas list is Tuesday November 20th-I dont watch Oprah but thats one show of the year I dont miss.

Christmas present shopping is done in our house-yeah.

Just read that in Australia that Santa Clause isnt allowed to say ho ho ho anymore because it can be offensive to women...gimme a break, stop messing with tradition. There are a lot more things to worry about and Santa Clause should be last on that list. Get a life people.

If I hear one more person not support our troops Im going to yell. My husband served his time in the Navy before we were married. I get so tired of people putting down our military for doing their jobs. Its one thing to believe that we shouldnt be in Iraq (Im not one of those) but we are, get over it, and support our troops. They are away from their families and are risking their lives for your freedom of speech. In my opinion, and I know its just an opinion of a stay at home, but in my opinion you should support the troops regardless of how you feel about whether or not we are supposed to be fighting this war, not supporting them is UN-American to me. If you dont like the decisions that have been made for our country then vote for someone else, you have no right to complain if you dont vote. Wouldnt you love to be able to see if all of those people that protest, complain and put down our military actually voted in the last election. That sure would shut them up quickly.

The leaves are gone, the weather is cold, and Im dreading Ohio winter, brrrr.

(mom) Im craving country ham and biscuits, (mom) something you cant get in Ohio, (mom) so Im hoping that when my family reads this blog entry that they will feel sorry for me and cook me some while we are home for the holidays (mom). While we are on the subject of food I could also use some titty cookies from my stepmom, hint hint, (did I just write the word titty, oh well Im sure that no one under the age is 12 is reading this anyways so I can make it R rating if I want to. The cookies are actually peanut butter cookies with hershey kiss on top but they look like a titty therefore thats the name of them in our family)

Preston screamed bloody murder last year when he saw Santa Clause at the mall it will be interesting to see how he reacts this year. My money is on screaming.

When I leave for the gym in the evenings my son is very calm as he says bye mommy, love you , see you soon. However upon my return he is bouncing off the walls and hanging from the ceiling fan. Im pretty sure that my husband is pouring pixy sticks down his throat, followed by coke, and shaking him to see how fast he can run around the house. Im on to you hubby, I know what your doing.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Gym Struggles

Lately Ive been going to the gym in the evenings once husband gets home from work. Ive been trying to lose weight...but it keeps finding me. While at the gym I run on the treadmill for 30 minutes, OK sometimes I walk but mostly I run. It never fails that this one girl, I call her skinny girl, gets in front of me at the treadmills and I'm forced to watch her skinny body with no fat run. What is she running for, she has no fat, she has no love handles, she has no baby pooch, get off the treadmill skinny girl. If I get on the back row of the treadmills she gets right in front of me, if I get on the front row she gets beside me. Stop following me skinny girl, go eat a doughnut. You are torturing me.
If that wasn't bad enough when I went into the locker rooms last night to gather my things I walked in while 20, 12 year old girls had just got out of a swim class and lets just say the noise was deafening. The cackle was so loud that my ears were ringing. I just kept telling myself get to your locker, gather your items and run to a safe place. Oh my gosh was I like that at 12?
While leaving the gym, trying to get the ringing out of my ears, I pulled out of the parking lot and tried not to go to the ice cream shop across the road (who does that, who puts an ice cream shop across from a gym), on the way home without ice cream I plotted on how tomorrow I'm going to sit on skinny girl and force a cake down her mouth. I shouldn't have to be subjected to skinny people at the gym, once your skinny you should stop going. Skinny girl, go away, stop getting in front of me and go get yourself an ice cream across the street, my treat if you will just move your skinny ass away from me.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Halloween

Preston dressed up as Diego last night to trick-or-treat. He drove around the neighborhood in the gator and we hit up about 8 homes the rest of the time he enjoyed just driving around looking at the other kids. As you can see he is the hit of our retired neighbors who gave him 2 fists full of candy at each house. He was bouncing off the walls last night.