The Never Ending Story

That's what comes to mind when I think of having a clean house.

Laundry, dishes, vacuuming, laundry, dishes, vacuuming....over & over & over again. It's never ending. And it gets so mundane doing it everyday of every week of every month all year.

I can spend all day cleaning bathrooms, putting toys in their proper places, washing-drying-folding-hanging-putting away laundry, vacuuming, dusting, scrubbing, wiping and rearranging the house and yet by the time 9 PM rolls around & all is quiet in the house- it's a mess again. Which means come morning & the kids get off to school, it's time to start all over. *SIGH*



I can only do this so many times until I say "I NEED A BREAK" and throw my hands up. So I take a a few days off from my housewife duties, a week max, and before I know it I'm buried up to my eyeballs in laundry and the toy bins in the living room are filled to the brim b/c face it- when mom gets sick or goes on strike the house stops. It then takes me a good solid week of steady laundry to get caught up on it & roughly 2 full days of cleaning to get the house back in the order I like it. You'd think I'd learn not to take a break b/c of the hassle it is to get caught back up but no...I haven't. *SHAKES HEAD*

Don't get me wrong, I love that I'm able to be a SAHM. Many working moms would kill to be able to stay at home...okay maybe not kill per say but maim or seriously injure (hey women can be vicious!) I only wish I could wiggle my nose, nod my head or wave my magic wand to get my house spic & span. It would be so nice. Then I could totally have time to sit on my ass eating bon-bons watching cheesy soaps....know any good spells?!


By this posting don't assume that my kids don't have chores b/c they do. The Boy Wonder's chores are to keep his room tidy (incl. vacuuming & putting his laundry away), empty all trashes & take it out to the bin as well as feed & water all 7 animals. Princess & Boo's chores consist of cleaning their rooms, unloading the dishwasher, emptying toy bins in living room every wkend, taking all dirty laundry from bathroom hamper to the laundry area. Diva's chore is to pick up after herself like put her toys in the bins...but she's so much of a diva that well, her older siblings end up doing it for her.

YAY!

Rant On!

I have to get this off my chest people. If I don’t, I’m likely to land on the local news channels and that wouldn’t be good.

Why do parents allow their kids to run amok in stores?
Why do they continue to carry on lengthy conversations and act as though their toddlers/preschoolers aren’t terrorizing passersby?
Why do they do nothing but continue BSing when they witness with their two eyes their kids running into or in front of people?
Why, Why, WHY????

This is a pet peeve of mine, #18, and it really takes everything I’ve got to not go right up to the parent(s) and tell them to get their little demon seeds under control….or to put their little arses in a trolley myself. UGH.

This morning I made a trip to the little local dollar store to grab a few things to use whilst cleaning my truck. I no more than walked in the door and there stands a husband & wife (I’m ASSuming of course), a store clerk and running around like chickens with their heads cut off were two little monsters.

As I tried to make my way around them, they continued to run around me, laughing. WTH? The proud parents of these little pig droppings (love Ms. Hannigan) turned, smiled and went back to their lovely little convo about someone in their family on drugs. Yeah, that’s something I’d be talking about loudly in public AND in a tiny little town where everybody knows everybody that knows somebody that knows a relative of yours. FAIL.

I had a Twanda moment when those parents allowed their shrieking little devil spawns to follow me to the auto aisle. Never before have I ever wanted to tackle someone more. Never before had I ever wished I was already outside vacuuming my truck in the Florida heat.

I just don’t get it. When kids are taken out to a public place such as a store or a restaurant and misbehave they are no longer just the parents’ problem. They then become everyone’s problem b/c everyone is having to listen to them scream, kick, cry, run, yell, etc., etc., etc.

Parents: teach your kids how to behave in public or keep them at home.

Rant Over!

The Very Hungry Caterpillar

Are all the children in their beds?

For now it ten o’clock….


School starts tomorrow for my three older kids. They went to bed with bit of excitement, a lot of nervousness & a sprinkle of fear.

I feel for them b/c I can remember having those same feelings when school resumed from summer holiday.

What will the kids in class be like?
Will I like my teacher?
Will this year be way harder than last year?
Will I have homework the first week of school?
What if I get a crap lunch?

Those thoughts that used to run through my head as a kid are now running through my children’s.

Reassure, reassure, reassure….and take them to the local grocer and let them pick out their choice for lunch to ensure that they don’t get a crap lunch!

I wish my kids all the luck in the world on their first day back at school tomorrow! (Even though I know they’ll do great!)

It Starts (cont.)

Open house is over & done with.

The teacher mystery has been solved; the kids have gotten the teachers that I requested.

YAY!!

They, we, are looking forward to a great school year......but will still secretly long for summer back!!!!

It starts

Tonight is the kids’ open house at school. We’re all nervous as to what teachers they will get this year. Just b/c you go and “request but not really request” doesn’t mean you’ll get the teachers that you didn’t really request….make sense? And of course the secretary won’t tell you which teacher your child has gotten- “You’ll find out at open house,” is the answer I received when trying to find out last week. *Blows Raspberry*

The girls are being more vocal and resistant (is that the word I’m looking for?) about not wanting school to start at the moment. (They had hopes it had burned down...I remember those days!) I think that’s due to them having a bit of a hard time last year. That’s all I’ll say on that matter. The Boy Wonder hasn’t really said too much other than he wished the summer holiday was longer. Don’t we all?! Oh and that he was nervous about going into the 5th grade. I assured him he’d do perfectly well.

Unfortunately, with the excitement that is open house at school and the kids getting to see all their friends again it also means that yes, the summer holiday has sadly come to an end.

So farewell to the lazy days of summer!
You will be missed immensely!
Until next time!!

Kiss me arse to the busy days of the school year!
You will try your best to defeat us with your loads of homework, state tests and stressed out weeks.
We will prevail no matter!!

Slithering along

Contagious Laugh

Here is video I took over the weekend of my nephew and his very funny little laugh. As the video plays you will see that Diva had to get her time in the limelight as was expected!

Little Cousins

This picture was taken of the Little Diva and her cousin Bubby in June of this year at Lake Jackson. I love it. It's one of my favorites by far.

Diva is 3 1/2 months older than Bubby but you wouldn't know it. He looks after her when they're playing in a group of kids, lets her have her way when it's just the two of them playing and 9 times outta 10 always shares with her...something she should learn from him!

I hope, as they grow up and change, they will always remain the best of friends as they are now.

Got Elvis?

The famous Elvis statue outside Stateline Mini Mall in Florala, Alabama. I think it's a bit ridiculous but I guess it gets the place noticed. I wonder how many people have tried to buy him?

The local Manison

I'm a sucker for Victorian houses and Florala, Alabama has no shortage of them. It's typical that when the kids & I go into town we drive by all the old houses. Some are falling down, some are in the middle of restorations, some look as beautiful as I'm sure they did so many years ago.

Here is our #1 favorite: the old manison. It has been passed down from family member to family member. Currently a nephew owns it as the previous owners had no children to pass it down to.



Isn't it grand?!

Nature's Sense of Humor

Located @ our local park, Lake Jackson in Florala, Alabama.

Because it's my birthday-

Fun on the Farm

These are pictures I took while the niecey & nephew were visiting a few months back. They had a lot of fun going for a ride in the bucket of the tractor with their Great Grandpa, Papa.

What's the password?

Here is the little Diva, age 4, giving the secret password for entrance into 'The He-Man Woman Haters Club.'
Gotta love The Little Rascals!

The Color Purple

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The Battle of Sugar Mountain

Below is a picture I took while helping Boo with her science project, Which do ants prefer- sugar or cheese?

We placed sugar on a medium sized fire ant bed, cheese on a MASSIVE fire ant bed then decided to save time and place both sugar & cheese by a very small black ant bed. The first 2 beds were out in the middle of the pasture with a good distance between them. The little black ants hole in the ground was near the house. We didn't notice any other ant beds nearby.

Fast forward a bit---->>

Boo had to write down what she observed for roughly an hour so we were going back & forth between the 3 ant beds. When we got back to the little black ants, this is what we saw:




As you can clearly see, the fire ants are pretty strong little buggers. They are/were overtaking the much bigger black ants much to our surprise. We felt really bad that these little monsters were now invading the other colony so the project ended with us scattering the sugar & cheese (as much as we could) away from black ants.



And just in case you're wondering, which do ants prefer, they seem much like humans in that it just depends on the ants taste! The first bed could've cared less about a teaspoon of sugar being poured on their home. They hardly took notice of it. The second bed charged & covered the cheese within 30 minutes. The third seemed to go back & forth between the sugar & the cheese. :)