Archive for May, 2007

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Drunk toddlers!

May 30, 2007

Ok…apparently this is the day for redirecting links.  Sorry about that.  I have one more link that I think ALL parents should know about.  It on Snopes, so that’s like the internet Bible of truth, right??

Check this out about hand sanitizers.  I don’t think we need to go over board, but we should definitely be in the know.  I, personally, was blown away.

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Don’t let your mouth write a check that your body can’t cash

May 30, 2007

Big Mama directed her readers to this blog, but I feel like I need to share it as well.  The post is from a non-church goer.  It’s her amazingly honest encounter with a “Samaritan”, but it’s the comments that paralyzed me.

…so many people looking for “something” but religion once again has gotten in the way. 

Lord, please constantly remind me that my actions are being read by people and people need to see you through me.  Help me to be real…not real religious.

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WFMW – Tick removal

May 30, 2007

WFMW

Summer season means tick season.  It’s the Missouri way!  Usually we get the nail polish remover out and start sufficating the little booger out.  For our boys that’s a problem because they both have sensitive skin.

A few weeks ago a friend told me about a safer way of removing those repulsive critters (I love ’em, can’t ya tell?).  I got a chance to try it out on myself just the other day and it worked WAY better.

Take a cotton ball and put any liquid soap on it and rub it all over the tick.  Hold the cotton ball on the tick for about 20 seconds or so and when you remove the cotton ball, the tick will have it’s nasty little head out and will be clinging to the cotton ball for dear life!  Apparently it can’t breathe through the soap.  No stinging, no pain and works for those hard to reach areas.

Isn’t that great?!  Also, with Lyme’s Disease running rampant, don’t forget to check the place where the tick was within 12-24 hours after the head comes out.  If there’s a bull’s eye around the spot go see your doctor immediately!!

 That’s my tip for this Wednesday…head on over to Shannon’s for gobs more.

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The Challenge – week 3

May 29, 2007

Well, the good thing about being sick is losing weight.  I can’t breathe and can’t taste, so why bother, huh!

I’m going to take a break this week since the thought of bending over to get the scale out of the cubbard makes my nose pulsate.

With the Memorial weekend, I’m wondering how everyone did with their goals…..

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Didn’t knock hard enough

May 28, 2007

I’ve been reading so much lately about people getting sick.  Most of them are dealing with some kind of stomach flu.  But others have talked about a nasty head cold.

By the 7th head-cold blog I stopped knocking on wood.  Stupid, stupid me.  How shallow am I??

I feel like there are a thousand little imps biting my head.  A few others are shoving things in my neck glands making them swell the size of melons.  And you don’t want to know what they’re doing to my nasal passages.  It’s just not pretty.

The most annoying symptom of all is the green slime coming from my eyes.  “My eyes,  my eyes….oh, the pain….!”  Can’t remember what movie that line is from, but I so feel their pain.  Last night I went to bed early and at some point in time I woke up to the sound of my man getting into bed.  I rolled over to kiss him goodnight, but couldn’t open my eyes.  The slime had sealed them shut.  He just chuckled and kissed my forhead….cause nothing says se*xy like swollen, green slime-crusted, eyes.  Isn’t he a lucky man.

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Slave driver mom

May 28, 2007

I’ve been having lengthy conversations with my oldest son, OldMan, about his upcoming summer chores.  I believe, that at 7-YO he’s more than old enough to start doing daily chores.  Why I was washing dishes every other week by the age of 5!  Right now he only has to keep his room clean, clothes put away, and put his dishes up after dinner.  

This made me think of a post my mum did earlier this year about a 10-YO girl.  She was a southern girl who wrote the following in 1904:

“Gardening: You start in the front with parsley and lettuce and onions and radishes. Get a long string and two sticks and keep your lines straight. Then comes the beets, and the carrots and the peas and the bunch beans. The potatoes are over in a field by themsleves. Then comes the asparagus, and the celery and last of all the pole beans, and the butter beans and the sweet corn. Then you bound your garden on the north and the east with cantalopes and on the south and the west with watermelons. Then you plant sunflowers and hollyhocks in the back corners. Then you pray for the rain to come and if too much comes, you pray for it to stop. It keeps you busy all summer praying and hoeing.” Virginia Cary Hudson, 1904

I don’t know about you but I’m think there aren’t many adults that know that kind of information, let alone a 10-YO girl!  She’s got some great gardening ideas, huh?

I probably won’t have OldMan providing dinner for us (I’m too greedy over my plants) anytime soon, but he’ll definitely be pulling his weight starting tomorrow!  Mwaaahhhaaa!

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No fashion sense…

May 24, 2007

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Now, before I get all kinds of hate comments, This post is not about Kate Middleton.  Her outfit is quite cute.  I chose this picture because it was the ONLY descent picture of someone wearing opaque black hose. You can imagine.

The other day I took Gremlin to yet another doctor.  He’s a pretty good sport by now.  He knows the routine which helps in the flow of things.  Well, with this visit, I thought we were going to have another “episode”.

See, Gremlin is known for being….well, a gremlin.  You just never know what he’ll say or do.  I usually break out into hives the night before going to a new doctor.  He just usually has something very interesting to say.  And when I say interesting, I mean near embarassing.  I usually end up having to do some quick covering up.  If truth be told I find his comments and observations down right hilarious, but some people don’t get it and aren’t sure what to do with what he says.  The doctor we were visiting this past trip was one of those people that just don’t have the time to laugh at anything.  No personality what-so-ever.  My pits started sweating immediately.

We were almost done.  She was writing some things up on in his chart, when I hear, “Psst, mom.  She’s a half and half doctor.”  I had NO idea what he was trying to say and didn’t care.  I just wanted to nip it in the bud before she asked him to repeat his comment.  I just smiled ever so sweetly and in a sing-songy voice said, “Mmmm-hum.  Now be quiet just a moment longer, sweety.”  At that moment, an angel of mercy came down and clamped his mouth shut because he actually obeyed me….and Lord knows, it would take the hand of God to make that happen!

We made it out of the office without too much a-do.  Once we got in the car, my curiosity couldn’t take it any longer.  I asked him what he meant by “a half and half doctor”?  He said, (and I’m quoting this) “Didn’t you see her, Mom?  She had black legs and a white face.”  I lost it.  I outright lost it.

The boy has never seen black pantyhose!!  I don’t wear pantyhose and everyone at church dresses down, so he’s never seen any there either.  Hence, the photo of Kate to give visual assistance.

When we got home I dug deep into the back of my dresser and found a pair of hose and showed it to him and explained pantyhose to my 3-YO son.  He listened very intently and then asked why girls wear them.

I have absolutely no idea, honey.