birthday week, day three

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I’m working on a fun birthday post for Friday. It’s another post similar to my Naughty River admission, or my desire to be a MILF (is there such a thing as a Fat MILF? I mean, Queen Latifah is hot and if she were a mom she’d be a MILF. I’m so going that route) or my love for young boys(okay, young men. I am not a pedophile. They can all vote..and most can even drink legally)

Yes, it’s another Mel secret. And it’s one I should be ashamed to post. Maybe I’ll fix myself a pitcher of Hellohahanarf’s awesome Margaritas Thursday night and post then. My drunk blogs are always much more fun than the others anyway. (as long as I don’t go back and read them the next day, that is…)

birthday week, day two

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Gold stars for Fishdog! He let me sleep in this morning. Of course, he should always let me sleep in, I am the Queen B.

So, Rader had a project to do on the 10 Commandments over the weekend. He had to build a shadow box demonstrating whatever commandment he drew out of a hat.

The winning commandment: THOU SHALL NOT COVET THY NEIGHBOR’S WIFE.

Can I just say, the boy rocks the Legos:
Wedding dress is made from the finest tissue paper in the house and a lovely red satin ribbon. I worked very hard o make sure the dress fit properly and flowed beautifully. I’m taking orders for future Lego weddings. Please hurry, there is already a waiting list.

The caption that you can’t read is the Priest saying: You may kiss the bride.
And then, you can see the guest in the backround saying: Why can’t I kiss the bride?

Oh yeah. Not only is he coveting his neighbor’s wife, he’s doing it at the wedding, in the CHURCH. Dude is gonna burn.

birthday week!

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Ian and I share a birthday week. My official birthday is the 14th; his is the 16th. I fully endorse the “Birthday Week” philosophy–though it’s not as much fun sharing the week, so I do my best to step out of his way on his actual birthday. Otherwise, it’s all about me.

This weekend turned out to be pretty awesome. By noon on Saturday, all evidence of the Blizzard had melted away. We took the boys to Oaklawn to watch the horses. Rader can pick a horse, let me tell you. I may take him with me every time. Actually, this morning he said “Hey Mom, can we go to the races Friday? I wanna win some money.”

Um. No. You have school. But I’ll let you pick the horses that morning before you leave and I’ll go to the races for you…

Mother of the year.

Yesterday it was 65 degrees. We finally figured out what was wrong with the vacuum (and by “we” I mean, Fishdog) and I went to town yesterday afternoon. Man, the animals have been shedding like crazy! I must’ve vacuumed up enough hair to knit an afghan. A big afghan. And matching socks. I’m almost afraid to head downstairs with the vacuum. We might blow it up. Do you think Dyson guarantees their vacuums if they explode?

So, what’s up for this week? And more importantly, what are you getting me for my birthday?

the great disappointment is now the almost awesome

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It’s hard to take pictures when snowballs are being launched at your head.

We now have close to 2 inches of snow. It’s falling steadily, so we may make that 4 inch prediction. That would be nice. Some communities have logged up to 18 inches. I don’t know what I would do with that kind of snow. LOL

the great disappointment–update 1

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It’s now snowing enough that it looks “foggy” outside and the snow is actually gathering in spots on the ground.

Ruby likes it, as long as I’m outside with her:
stay tuned. Maybe the “great disappointment” will turn into the “awesome surprise”

the great disappointment

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I know to be skeptical when the weatherdudes spend 24 hours warning us that we are going to get 5-10 inches of snow. This happens at least once a year–they get all a-twitter about the impending snow storm they create more buzz than a swarm of bees.

Grocery stores run out of bread and milk.

Liquor stores run out of booze.

And kids stay up late because they won’t have school so what does it matter?

It sleeted for 4 hours last night, but the ground was still warm, so nothing really stuck.

“Never fear!” said the weatherdudes. “The great snow dump is coming.”

Um. And when would that be? Because it sure didn’t happen last night.

Not. One. Inch.

It finally started snowing about 15 minutes ago but the weatherdudes have changed their accumulation predictions to 1-4 inches. I have determined that in the future, they need to refrain from getting everyone’s hopes up like they did. If they always predict 1-4 inches and we actually get a foot, then nobody will care. But let me tell you, they do care if you predict a foot and we only get an inch.

Not cool.

In other news, I broke down and got myself a crackBlackberry Curve. A couple of years ago, I had purchased a Blackjack (totally fell for their marketing) and though I liked it, I also had some issues with it. Especially after I switched from a PC to a Mac. I couldn’t even use bluetooth from my blackjack to my Mac. How dumb is that?

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE my crackBlackberry. I was going to hold out for an iPhone, but I’ve heard that they are very easy to break and since I drop my phone multiple times a week, I decided I’d better go with something sturdier. Besides, I’m just not ready to drop $500 on a phone.

I’ll keep y’all updated on the Great Snow of 2008! and hopefully, I’ll even have pictures. You know–of actual snow.

not my original blog..

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Okay, I was going to blog about last night’s Millionaire Matchmaker. Not about the show itself but about one of last night’s eyebrows bachelor’s eyebrows. But I couldn’t find a good enough picture to post. The eyebrows were kinda like that talking stain commercial. You tried to look away, but you couldn’t. They were NOT RIGHT. If you get a chance to catch Episode 7 this week in reruns, you’ll see what I’m talking about.

You can check out some pics from the episode here.

Flip through them. You’ll know the guy when you involuntarily flinch in horror and then find yourself unable to look away.

We’re gearing up for my big birthday celebration in Hot Springs. It’s gonna be a blast! Last year was the first year we missed in 12 years! (but, we were in Florida riding rides and having a blast, so it was totally okay)

Ian and I have a birthday 2 days apart. (25 years and 2 days, to be exact) He’s turning 14 this year and he’s planning a party. I’m thinking we need a disco ball, some awesome outdoor lights, and a couple of super CDs made up of Monster Ballads so they can rock out and slow dance simultaneously.

Yeah, I live to embarrass my children. Their total humiliation helps me forget the whole pregnancy/labor thing.

march four–post the second

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First of all, here was the house this morning around 8:00:

And here it is just 6 hours later.

Arkansas is truly bizarre.

In other news–Ian has his 8th grade graduation pictures today. How handsome is he?

And Rader took a picture without making a face, so we need to remember this day in history.

And Pete and Ruby had fun tromping in the fluffy stuff this morning.

Pete especially.