Wordless Wednesday

What's up with everyone wanting us to ram our truck through the gate yesterday? It's a Ford, not a Dodge Ram!

OK, back to Wordless Wednesday!

You knew it would have words so just get over it.

This is Toots first crush. She fell for him the minute she met him. I just pray that she meets a guy as good as him one day because right now, he's a little old for her.

I made her day and yesterday and let her call him. I only heard one side of the convo but what I heard was pretty funny.

Toot: Do you miss me?

Him: I'm assuming he said yes.

Toot: OK, you need to come see me today! I have gymnastics.

I guess she wanted to show off for him.

He lives about 9 hours away so that didn't happen but she is still happy that he misses and loves her.

For more WW go check out A Daily Dose Of Toni and 5 Minutes for Mom.

On a side note, I found a blog (actually, she found me) that you should go check out. She's really funny and new to this whole bloggy thing. So go check out Rant-Rave-Roll!

Blog material

I have had some funny stuff go on lately. I can't believe I forgot to tell you about this.

The other weekend (meaning not this past one) we were looking at campers because Benny is going out of town for 10 weeks for work. Sucks! I know! Anyway, we pulled into his friends place to check out his friends sons camper. Still with me? OK, good.

Anyway, Benny's friend doesn't live there. He will one day, but not yet. Just a shop and a bunch of land with a fence ALL the way around it with a gate at the front.

OK, now Benny has an F150. BUT, it is also a crew cab with 4 wheel drive. Not a small truck by any means.

We pulled up to the camper (right by the front gate) and went in said camper to check it out. Kids were asleep so we left them all of 15 ft away from us. I liked it, got back in the truck, and we turned around to leave.

Problem!

The gate was shut! Benny told me to get out and open it hoping it was just "dummy locked". (For those of you that are lost, that means it just LOOKS locked but really isn't) How the guy didn't see us is what was weird to us.

It wasn't dummy locked. It was really locked!

So there we are, locked in this guys property, and we don't have his number. Told ya we were smart!

After about 5 minutes. Ah ha! Number on the camper! Call him, he rescues us, we live happily ever after! After a good laugh and a couple of beers!

Our Little Toot is a Little Shit!

Toot has started this new thing and it has been driving me crazy!!!!!

When we are in the car she asks "Are we there yet?"

Who hasn't lived through this if you have a kid? Exactly!

So I told her to stop asking me the other day because it drives me crazy. It worked!

Until today. :(

She asked me out of the blue, "Mama, can I say here?"

My response, "Of course sweety, that's not a bad word."

Her response, "Are we HERE yet?"

Little Shit!

Karma

So if you do something only because you think it will bring you good karma/luck/whatever is it really the right reason to do it? Or does it not matter as long as you still do the good thing. I get annoyed when I do good things for others and someone tries to spoil my good deed by saying "Karma's on your side now". Ummm, that's not why I did it.


Sometimes Benny gives me weird looks when I tell him to do things. Not because he thinks I'm doing them to get bonus points but because it sometimes just doesn't make sense to him.


Example:

One day we were driving home and we went through a TINY town and their volunteer fire fighters were at the red light (only one in this town) with their boots in their hands. OK, we all know what that means. They would like donations.


I asked Benny if he had any change and he said no. So, I dug in my purse and grabbed all the money I could find. It was probably about a dollar fifty. He waved the guy over and put the money in the boot. The guy said "Thank you, this will help build our new fire station. Every little bit helps." And he is right.


I don't know any one in this town and I have no connections to this town. It didn't benefit me any to give them my dollar fifty. But, it did help them and their town. That is why I did it. Not for good "karma".


I think people can learn from these truly good deeds.


Example:

We went out to eat at a fun restaurant. Oh, I'll go ahead and tell ya, it was Hooters. Our waitress was awesome and never let us down. She chatted with the kids and I think Smiley had a crush on her. Man that kid can flirt! We did a little quick math in our heads and decided we could afford for me to get one of their tank tops. I'm actually wearing it right now. Misti, our waitress, got the shirt and said she would put it on out bill. OK, cool. With food, shirt, and a good tip, we figured around $100. Seems high but we rarely do this and I loved the shirt.

I was gathering the kids to take them outside when the bill came. It was for $64 even. OK, Benny's good but not THAT good with his wife and kids sitting there. I told him "that's not right" and then grabbed the kids and we went outside. Not to fuck Hooters but because Smiley was not a happy camper and I needed to get him out of there.

15 minutes later, Benny comes outside and said it was $100 even. I asked what took so long and this was his explanation.

She didn't charge us for the shirt so he told her and she went and fixed it after thanking him so much. Then, when he was in line to pay, he noticed that she didn't charge us for our drinks. By the way, BEST MARGARITA I HAVE EVER DRANK! So he called her back over to have her fix it. She once again thanked him for saving her ass.

The total came out to like $85 and he just gave them a hundred dollar bill and said "make sure the tip goes to Misti." I hope it all did.

He told me, "I could have paid the first bill and that chick (hostess chick) would have never known."

I just smiled and gave him a kiss. He didn't make sure we paid the right amount to get some good karma. He did it because he is a good person.

I wish more people were like this.

Writing Assignment time

Yep, it's definitely Thursday and Mama Kat is ready for our homework. She threw me off last week but all is forgiven. This week I had time to think about it.

The Prompts:

1.) If you were starring on American Idol TONIGHT and HAD to sing, what song would you choose and why.
Don't sing unless I'm drunk and then it's usually Pat Green. End of story.
2.) Take a picture of yourself right this minute without primping and explain to us why it is you have not washed your hair today.
Uhhhh, no. That was simple.
3.) I just asked Pat to help me with a writing prompt so here's his: "What do you think about the NBA All Star game"...blech.
I agree. Blech.
4.) What's your number one pet peeve? Develop a punishment for anyone caught in the act.
Might have something here. Oh wait, I've done this before kinda.
5.) Write about something mean you did to a sibling growing up.
Here we go. Something I can work with.

My brothers and I always got along. To the point, we didn't get into trouble for being mean, we got into trouble for having too much fun.

Perfect example:
One night me and my youngest brother (4 years older than me) were up late goofing off. I don't know how it started but we started spraying each other with any kind of aerosol can we could find.

I remember hair spray, spray glue, and WD 40 were involved. There were more but I don't remember. We were really smart back then, can't ya tell?

Anyway, I had the spray glue and he had the WD 40 at one point and he was behind his door. He was using his door as a shield while sticking the little WD 40 straw through the crack. Pissed me off because I was a lot smaller and couldn't get the door to budge.

So, I get the bright idea to cover his door knob with the glue and to walk away to lure him out. My plan was that he would come out, I would chase him back to his room, and he would then grab the door knob. Well, like most of my plans, this one didn't play out like I thought it would.

Apparently, through all this, we were laughing really loud and woke Mom up. Not a good thing but what happened next was way worse.

See, my brother didn't fall for my trick and stayed in his room. The first place my mom went was his room you can probably guess what happened next. YEP, she grabbed the door knob and man was she pissed. BUT, not at me.

I had WD 40 all over my face so I didn't get into trouble even though I was the reason her hand was COVERED in spray glue. She yelled at my brother for almost blinding me while I giggled behind her. And yes, it took forever for her to get the glue off her hand. I recall getting dirty looks over that one.

I don't remember who started this little game but I sure let him take all the blame. That's what little sisters are for, right?


Now head on over and see what everyone else had to say.

THE BEST AWARD

My Wordless Wednesday is under this post.

Carrin is really a really cool chick. I would have said that before she gave me this award too. We have became good friends through our blogs and it carried over to real life. Not face to face real life (she lives so far away, dammit), but other than just comments back and forth. You should really check her blog out if you don't already read it. She is so funny and such a real person. You won't be disappointed.


Anyway, here is what she gave me.

Of course, there are rules. These are pretty easy so I guess I will follow them this time.

Rule #1 - Admit ONE thing you feel awful about involving being a mom. Get it off your shoulders. Once you've written it down, you are NO LONGER allowed to feel bad. It's over with, it's in the past. Remember, you're a great mom!

OK, one thing huh. Ummm, I always feel bad when I want to just get away from the kids. I love them to death but sometimes I just want to get in my car alone and drive away. At least one is with me 24/7. Actually, when we went out of town last week, that was the first time Smiley didn't sleep in the same house with me in about a year. Crazy huh! Sometimes, I just really want to be April instead of Mommy for a night.

Rule #2 - To remind yourself that you ARE a good mom, list SEVEN things you love about your kids, you love doing with your kids, or that your kids love about you. These are the things to remind yourself of EVERY DAY that you rock!

1. I love to hear them laugh. Hearing them laughing will make me laugh EVERY TIME and melt my heart. I think that is the best sound in the world!
2. I love to cuddle with them. Little Man will still cuddle with me. That kids rocks!
3. I love it when they pick me flowers. It's always just because they love me. Not because of a holiday or because someone told them too.
4. I love how forgiving they are with me and each other. They never hold a grudge.
5. I love that Toot will walk up to me and say "You are sooooo beautiful Mom" even if I just woke up and have old pj's on and bed head.
6. I love it that Smiley can come and put me in a good mood instantly by just giving me his sweet little smile. Even though it usually means he did something wrong.
7. I love being with my kids everyday and watching them. A lot of times I will just sit and watch them to the point one of them will usually look up and say "What?". You can really learn a lot from watching kids.

Rule #3 - Send this to other Moms of the Year that deserve forgiveness and a reminder that they, too, are the best moms they can be!!! Remember to send them a note to let them know you've selected them, and add a link to the person who nominated you!

The 3 I pick are:

Bethany at Something To Talk About

C at The Scattered Mind of a Tattooed Minivan Mom

Angie at Keep Believing

Thanks again Carrin. I am so lucky to have been able to get to know you and become friends with you.

Wordless Wednesday w/words

Ya, I should probably do WordFUL Wednesday but I love breaking the rules.

Anyway, remember how I said Benny and I love to ride back roads? Well, for you city folks, I thought I would show you what I meant by "back roads". We live in a tiny town and most of the roads are back roads.

This came to my mind because after Smiley and I dropped Toot off at gymnastics, we went ridin' back roads and jammin' to some Aerosmith and I got lost. Kinda.

Ever go down a road and think to yourself "This looks all wrong. I think I am going the wrong way." Well, that happened to me. I knew I was on the right road but it all seemed backwards. Because it was. Could you tell if you were going the wrong way down these roads? Sorry for the picture quality but I only had my phone and it was cloudy.

The back road I was going the wrong way on. The curve up ahead is where I hit my first deer.

The next back road I was on.Hey look, there is my folks house. I took this from the back road from the pic above.
This is the highway by my folks house. And yes, the speed limit is 70 mph. Here, it's either 70 or 30 mph.
Next back road to get to my destination. Yes, I do know where I am going. I'm headed to town to pick up Toot.

Same back road. They are putting in gas lines everywhere so this is common now. You can't see him but the guy in the truck is HOT!

Another back road. This is a friends house that I would LOVE to buy one day but I know it will NEVER be for sale. (It's a log home his dad built.)

Almost to town. These are rail road tracks, duh. These things always mess up and are down even when no train is coming.

Anyway, so those are some of the roads we ride around on. All the others we ride around on look pretty much the same to someone that isn't use to them but we can tell the difference. I was going to show you my road and my house but it got too dark. Maybe next time.

For more WW go check out A Daily Dose Of Toni and 5 Minutes for Mom.

The BEST big brother

Some times Little Man really cracks me up. He can be so funny at times and it's usually when he doesn't even realize he's being funny.

The other night he woke me up at 3:30am to tell me he just lost a tooth. I think I mumbled something and then went back to sleep. The next day, I looked at him and asked, "Did I dream you lost a tooth or did you really?" He said "Ya, where's my money?"

OK, first of all, he told me at 3:30am. Like I am going to go down and do the tooth fairy thing. Second, he's 10 years old and already knows the ugly truth about Santa. Thing is though, when he found out about Santa, he asked me about the tooth fairy. I should have just told him the truth but all I said was "You really thing we have the money to be putting under your pillow?" Wasn't really a lie, was it?

Anyway, on this morning, I asked him, "Do you still believe in the tooth fairy?" and his reply was so funny. He said, "I haven't for a long time. I just pretend for Toot and Smileys sake but it's only believable if you give me the money." Told ya he was smart.

I laughed and he still didn't get paid. Heck, I don't even think Toot or Smiley knew he lost a tooth since it was at 3:30 in the morning. But, it was worth a try!

Also, the other day, he really showed what a great big brother he is. On the way home from picking him up at school, Toot fell asleep in the car. I asked him if he was going to play outside (it was a beautiful day) and he said yes. I told him I was just going to leave Toot in the car so she could get her nap out since he would be outside. Remember, I live way out in the country.

Anyway, during the time he was playing, I kept sticking my head out my bedroom window to check on her and to make sure he was still outside. I had told him, when he wanted to come in, just tell me and I would get her. The last time I looked out, he was sitting in the car with her.

I went outside and asked him what he was doing (the windows were down). He said he had some homework to do so he was doing it in the car so she could finish sleeping. Isn't that so sweet! I told him he could go in but he wanted to stay because it was quiet. So he stayed and finished right as she was waking up.

He really is so sweet to them. They are really lucky to have such a sweet big brother and I am lucky to have such a sweet son.

Sickly?

OK, the other day the word sickly was used to describe me. It kinda bothered me. Not because she said it but because I got to thinking about it and she was right. Over the last 4 months, my family has been sick A LOT. So, I got to thinking because this is actually weird. We have always been a really healthy family.

Little Man hardly ever gets sick even though he has diabetes. The docs say having diabetes lowers your immune system but it doesn't with him. When he gets strep throat (he's had it 3 times in 10 years), it barely bothers him and I've seen adults cry because strep hurts so bad. When he gets a stomach virus, he usually only pukes once. Sometimes he has allergies, but that's it. He's really healthy.
Then we got Toot. She was 3 years old the very first time she had to take antibiotics. And, she hasn't had to take them since. She NEVER gets sick. Sometimes, she will get a little cold and it last about a day. ANY amount of fever makes her puke so that day or two that she has a cold, I just gotta make sure and keep her fever down with Motrin.
Now to Smiley. He is pretty healthy too. In the winter we have to keep a humidifier in his room because the dry are kills him. So, in the winter, he usually has a runny nose. And, if he gets a stomach virus, he usually doesn't throw up. He just gets the runs. He's only been on antibiotics once for an ear infection.
Benny, never gets sick. With anything.
Then there is me. I will usually get what ever the kids have and usually get it worse. Growing up, I never got sick. Then we moved to east TX. I started getting sick a lot at first. Come to find out, I had allergies to pine trees. My body is use to them now so that's good. Now, every year I get one bad cold that turns to bronchitis and I loose my voice (remember, I smoke). Then, I had Smiley. When I only had 2 kids, I still got out and did all the shopping and what not. With 3 kids, that all changed. It's such a hassle for me so Benny does all the shopping now except on rare occasions. I have gotten sick more in the last 2 years than I think I have in my whole life. I think it is just because I am not exposing myself to much and so my immune system isn't like it use to be.

OK, anyway. The reason I am writing this. Last November, Toot, Smiley, and me all got what we thought was a stomach virus. But, it lasted forever. And, it seemed like when we were about to get over it, it would start back over. Benny never got it at all which seemed weird to me because the stomach virus effect everyone that's near it. And I didn't get it very bad, which is weird because usually a stomach virus gets me BAD. Also, nobody at Toots school or Little Mans school had it. And Toot, had it the worst and longest (I'm talking weeks here people). She would be doing better, eat, and then be so sick again.

Now, I have a theory on this. At that time, I had bought some peanut butter like 2 days before Toot got sick. Toot loves pb&j sandwiches. So before and the whole time she was sick, that's what she ate. Since she ate them, so did Smiley. I think I ate one or two. Benny, didn't eat any. Little Man stayed away so he didn't eat any either. At one point, Toot got real dehydrated and quit eating. When she started eating again, it was very bland. She got better. Smiley always eats what she eats and he got better. Then one day in January, Toot came home from school and started puking. I asked her what she had for a snack and she said crackers and juice. I asked the teacher later and she said it was peanut butter crackers. After she got over being sick, she asks for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with no peanut butter.

Sometime in December, I saw that salmonella poisoning was going around pretty bad. I didn't pay much attention to this. Then, they started talking about how it's in the peanut butter. I immediately threw out all of out peanut butter. I started thinking about how every time they or I were sick, we had eaten peanut butter.

This last weekend, my Mom went to Ft Worth to see my brothers and their families. One of my sis-in-laws is a nurse practitioner. I had talked to my Mom about the peanut butter so she talked to my sis-in-law about it. Told her everything about the symptoms coming and going and everything that happened. My sis-in-law said it sounded exactly like salmonella poisoning. That in a healthy person, that is how it would effect them. We now are staying VERY far away from ANYTHING that has peanut butter in it and I did clean out my pantry of any thing with peanuts in it.

So see, we aren't sickly. I was just poisoning us without knowing it. Insert guilt here! I heard it wasn't in the jars of peanut butter but I am not believing it at all. Not after that month we had.

So, please don't feed your family peanut butter until this is all resolved.

More than you want to know I'm sure

Yesterday, Jordan over at Wide Open Spaces, gave me this awesome award.

Pretty cool huh? I think so. I've always tried to be an honest person. I may not always be funny or even interesting on this here blog but I am always honest. So, thank you very much Jordan.

Of course there are some rules to follow.

1. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. (Huh. That's a lot.)

2. Show the 7 winners' names and links on your blog, and leave a comment informing then that they were prized with "Honest Scrap", the nifty icon they can display proudly on their blog. (Duh!)

3. List at least 10 honest things about yourself. (Hmmm..)

OK, 10 things first.

1. I can be a real snotty bitch when I want. People either love me or hate me.
2. I have bleached or dyed my hair since I was 12 years old except when I was pregnant.
3. I would rather pee on the side of the road than in a public restroom. If I do go into a public one, I always go in the stall closest to the door. I heard that one is the cleanest since everyone assumes it's the nastiest and skips it.
4. I do have a favorite child but it changes everyday. It depends how they are acting that day on which one is my favorite at the time.
5. I am very proud of the woman I have become and don't care if someone doesn't like who I am.
6. I grew up in Ft. Worth but have always been a country girl at heart. That's what happens when you have a west Texas country boy raising you.
7. I have lost 41 pounds in the last 6 months as of yesterday. People have asked me how I do it and the answer is simple. I don't consume as many calories as I burn. That is the ONLY way to loose weight. I didn't mean actually doing it was simple, just the concept of how it is done. I think people want a magic cure and there isn't one.
8. I have only had a pedicure once in my whole life. I do not like people touching my feet!
9. I really suck at cooking. It's not that I burn stuff, I just don't cook much of a variety. If it's in a box, I can do it. If I have the exact recipe, I can do it. Other than that, no cooking for me. Thank goodness Benny loves to cook and is really good at it!
10. I am very nosey. Obviously, or I wouldn't read so many blogs.

Ok, that wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. Now on to seven blogs. Ya, I'm breaking the rules and only giving it to one person. Not that others don't deserve it, I'm just lazy and the one I picked was the first one that I thought of. She's that cool and honest.

Carrin is who I am giving it to. She tells it like it is and I love that about her. She is also really funny. I've gotten to know her a lot more lately and she really needs to make a trip to Texas or somewhere close! Wink Wink! I guarentee we would have a blast.

Happy Valentine's Day!!