Random Tuesday Thoughts: My head hurts

 

It’s Tuesday again.  People make my head hurt, with their stupidity.  Go see Keely who only makes people’s heads hurt with large hammers and ice picks.

* The other day, I was returning bottles at the grocery store.  (I don’t think this is something that they do in all states, but here we pay a 10 cent deposit on bottles and can,  and get it back when we return them.)  There was a lady standing by the entrance handing out flyers.  Several people took the flyers and then threw them on the ground.  After watching this several times, curiosity got the better of me. So, I looked at the flyer.  It was a Goodfellows reminder notice that their food drive ends this week…

* Bell ringers are out in force.  Every time we see one, we always give the girls some change to add to the bucket.  It is not much, but it is something that we always do.  One little boy watched my girls dropping money into the bucket.  He looked at his mom and said “Can I have some change too?” The mom said, “No, I am not giving money to those people so that they can waste it on drunks.”

* Sunday night, I had the worst migraine that I have had in a long time.  I asked Bear to shoot me.  He wouldn’t.  I am not sure if I am angry with him over that or not…

* After reading this, I wanted Oreos.  I know, I am sick.

* Two days in a row, I found popcorn in our basement all over the floor.  On the second day, I came unglued.  The Tyrant looked at me with her eyes really wide, “I was not even in the basement.”  I nodded to her and said, “I know, honey.”  She nodded and then gasped, “Ut oh…  They made you mad.  What were they thinking?!  You save us from Daddy’s punishments.  Who is going to save them from yours?”

* This coming weekend, we are going to make holiday cookies.  My mother is going to be joining us for the first time.  I think I am going to get her a poncho.  Bear has already threated the put out tarps.

* We got a new tree this year.  It is white, which is very different for us.  It is also 6.5 feet tall.  Our last one topped out at 3 feet.  The Tyrant had to be lifed up so she could reach the top.

* Speaking of the tree trimming.  We have ornaments with pictures of each kid from every year that we have been a Tribe.  Bear handed The Tyrant her picture ornaments and said, “Put yourself on the tree.”  She grins a wicked little grin and wraps her arms around the tree, “Okay, Daddy, I am on the tree.”

Not quite whole

Dear Friends and Family,

This year has been filled with a lot of ups and downs.  As you know, The Mother Hen came to live with Bear and I full time.  The Show and The Tyrant still spend 5 days a week with thier mother.  Monday through Friday, it feels like we are not quite whole.  On Friday night, while we are munching on pizza, the world is right again.

All three girls have been doing well in school.  There are some things that they are great at and some things that don’t come easily to them.  But, we are proud of them because they never quite and they work hard at whatever challenges them.  In the past year, it has been The Tyrant who has grown a lot.  She has gained about 6 inches in height.  It is hard to keep her in pants that don’t look like capris.  The Show has joined side line cheerleading for the basketball season.  So far, she seems to really enjoy it.  I think it is all the years of gymnastics that are helping her to shine.  The Mother Hen is still our song bird.  She is very involved in choir and is getting ready for two upcoming concerts. 

Bear and I haven’t changed much.  We are still both working with computers.  We are both healthy and happy.  Moving in together this year has brought a lot of changes for both of us but we are adapting to it well.  The Tribe as a whole is better for it.  We are all eating healthier this year.  We have made it a point to have a lot of fresh fruits and veggies around the house.  It is amazing that we all will go for the fresh fruit before the junk food.

I hope this letter finds you healthy and happy this year!

WickedStepMom

Random Tuesday Thoughts: Cough, Hack

It’s that time again.  Go see Keely and grab a badge.  Don’t grab mine though.. because I like it and I am not sharing!!

* Last week was parent teacher conferences.  The Mother Hen has a teacher that is highly afraid of germs.  He even wears latex gloves in class so that he does not have to touch his “diseased” students assignments.  Right before I shook his hand, I coughed into my sleeve.  The Mother Hen asked me to do it, but the coughing was actually an accident.  (Asthma strikes again…)  He shook my hand anyway.  The Mother Hen was furious.

* The Show and The Tyrant are staying with their mother this Thanksgiving.  We are still going to head up to Bear’s parents with The Mother Hen.  But, the trip just won’t be the same without someone screaming “She’s touching me!!”  The truth is that they will be dearly missed and we hope they have a wonderful time.

* Bear is making gift giving very difficult this year.  He has been buying presents early and then giving the gifts to them.  He seriously can’t hold on to the gifts for more than a day.  So, I hope the girls like empty boxes of the stuff that they ALREADY opened under the tree.  ::grumble:: I am so hiding presents at someone else’s house.

* To those of you who are on my short list of people who are making me very angry lately, I say this: I have never screwed anyone over who didn’t absolutely beg me to do it.  Stop begging.

* Stay tuned..  my list of things that I am not thankful for are tomorrow.  And Thursday are the things I am truly thankful for.  Enjoy!

It’s Official

The scene is the dinner table.  The Tribe is playing a conversation starting game.

The Tyrant: “What’s your favorite song and why?”

The Mother Hen: I bet it’s by Hinder.

The Show: Lips of an Angel!

The Tyrant:  No, it’s Get Stoned.

We are bad parents…  Our 8 year old’s favorite band, is Hinder.

Kittens

The Tyrant: “Meow.”

The Mother Hen: “Stop it.”

The Tyrant: “Meow.”

The Mother Hen: “Stop it!”

The Show: “Stop!”

The Tyrant: “Meow.”

The Mother Hen: “You know, if you are kitty we will have to get rid of you.  [WickedStepMom] is allergic to cats.”

The Tyrant: “Shows what you know!  I am a robot kitty!  Meow.”

The Show and The Mother Hen: [eye roll]

The Tyrant: “Meow.”

The Mother Hen: “Stop it.”

The Tyrant: “Meow.”

The Mother Hen: “Stop it!”

The Show: “Stop!”

The Tyrant: “Meow….”

The Mother Hen: “Dad, make her stop!  She is giving me a migraine!!”

The Tyrant: “Meow…”

The Mother Hen: “DADDDDD!!!!!”

The Tyrant: “Meow.”

***

Bear wanted me to share this little tibit  with you…   in our home no one EVER gets those pedestrian “headaches”, we graduate straight to the level of “migraine.”

Random Tuesday Thoughts: We have a winner!

It’s Tuesday…  Things have been way too exciting around here.  Go see Keely for less craziness and no dental horror stories.

* I got a text on Sunday from my mom.  My brother is in the hospital.  ICU to be exact.  He has his wisdom teeth extracted about 4 days ago and now has a massive infection that was causing his airway to be closed off.  The intubated him and sent him for emergency surgery to put some drainage tubes into his mouth and neck.  When I went to see him yesterday, I told him that if he wanted to beat Bear at anything, he should have challenged him to ping-pong…

* The Tyrant won the funniest costume contest at a party over the weekend.  She was “Double Trouble”, half angel and half devil.  She didn’t understand why the adults thought it was funny.  I told her that I would remind her of this when she is a mom and then she would understand. 

* Speaking of The Tyrant…  She fell on Halloween.  Hard.  Really Hard.  And scraped knees up really badly.  She wanted to keep Trick-or-Treating.  So, we did.  She was bleeding and she thought it would make her costume look better.  Later, her tights got stuck to her leg because the blood had dried.  Bear and I soaked her leg but ended up having to pull a little bit off.  I asked him to hold her still and I pulled.  She screamed “Ow!!  You jerks!  You could have warned me!” 

* Bear, my Mom and I all helped the girls with their costumes.  Mom teased hair and put leaves in to make the two zombies look like they had crawled out of the ground.  I did make up to make them look dead.  Bear took care of Double Trouble’s make up.  My Dad laughed and took pictures!

Random Tuesday Thoughts: Okay, I am listening…

It’s Tuesday again.  Time for some random updates, funny quotes and to go see Keely.   But, not if you are a Zombie with the swine flu.  She will have to shot you and won’t appreciate it one bit.

* Bear’s mouth is still hurting.  He has pulled out three more pieces of bone since last Tuesday.  I really hope he has a jaw left when he is finally done with all this nonsense. 

* Since he has been so sore, he tends to eat soft foods.  And cereal because you can soak it a bit so it is not so crunchy.  He mentioned that he liked Boo Berry cereal, so I went on a hunt to find it.  I struck out but, I called in reinforcements.  I called my Mom and my cousin (who works at a grocery store).  My Mom managed to snag some for us.  And my cousin bribed a stock boy to get the last of the Boo Berry set aside for us.  Thanks everyone!! He has been eating Boo Berry everyday.  Its a step up from Apple Jacks, truly.

* The Show and The Tyrant went outside to play in the leaves.  The Mother Hen joined them and they buried The Tyrant until you could no longer see her.  Then, Bear went outside and sat on The Show and they buried her.  This was followed by an all out leaf fight.  Several hours later, The Tyrant started to freak out, “There is something in my eye!  It hurts!  It HURTS!!!”  I tried washing it out, I tried using air and nothing came out.  She still said it hurt.  Using a rag in the corner of her eye, I managed to dislodge a small piece of leaf…

*  I want this book.  If only for entertaining myself when people try to argue with me.

* Yesterday, I was really grumpy.  My day started out bad and got worse.  I was frustrated, short-tempered and probably just plain mean.  Then, I got a phone call from someone I love who was dealing with a real problem.  Not like my petty problems about people arguing or bad drivers.  A real one.  It was my wake up call.  And I looked up to the sky and said “Okay, Universe, I am listening.”  I was karmically put back in my place, which I needed.  No worries though, the problem was solved with no tears, blood or drama.

Ode to Coffee

(This post is dedicated to the lovely Blissfully Caffeinated and her new addition, Baby Half Caff.)

I have loved coffee for a very long time.  I think it started when my mom would let me share her flavored coffee with her in the winter time when I was a tween.  As a teen, I became a coffee-house regular and an all out junkie. 

I love the smell of fresh ground coffee and love to just smell coffee brewing.  I still drink coffee on cold winter afternoons.  A warm cup of joe will help me get to sleep, if I am having trouble chilling out before bed.  Bear thinks I am nuts because he could not have coffee that late and then go to sleep.

I am not sharing my coffee love with The Mother Hen and The Show.  I don’t think we would survive the hyperness if we let The Tyrant have it just yet.  But, I hope to pass on my love of coffee to all three of them.  Because for me, coffee always smells like home.

Spin Cycle: Recipe Exchange

Posted On October 22, 2009

Filed under bonding time, The Spin Cycle, The Tyrant

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I am posted The Tyrant’s all time favorite recipe.  All you have to say is “Ging-”  and she shouts “GINGER BREAD WAFFLES!!!!!”  Its a winter time favorite in our house and I got the recipe from Rachael Ray.

Directions

3 cups all-purpose flour

4 teaspoons baking powder

2 teaspoons ground cinnamon (I always add a little extra cinnamon)

2 teaspoons ground ginger

1/2 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg, eyeball it

1/2 teaspoon salt

4 large eggs

2/3 cup packed dark brown sugar

1 cup canned pumpkin puree

1 1/4 cups milk

1/2 cup molasses

1/2 cup (1 stick) melted butter, plus some to butter the iron

Syrup, whipped cream or fresh fruits for topping, to pass at table

Preheat waffles iron.

In a large bowl combine flour, baking powder, cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg and salt. In a medium bowl, beat eggs and brown sugar until fluffy, then beat in pumpkin, milk, molasses and melted butter. Stir the wet into dry until just moist. Do not overstir the waffle batter. Brush the iron with a little melted butter and cook 4 waffles, 4 sections each. Serve with toppings of choice.

Random Tuesday Thoughts: It’s not sold in stores!

Grab a button, my tooth hurts.  Go away

* Bear pulled another chip of bone out of the hole where his wisdom tooth was.  It was extremely jagged and caused him pain all night.  This is why I don’t feel right whining to him about my tooth hurting.  I mean, I don’t have a broken jaw with bone coming out.  So, I just feel like a huge wuss when I pout about it.  So, suffer internet, you must listen to my complaints!

* Funny Quote of the week is brought to you by The Tyrant, courtesy of Bendaroos in a store:

“But Dad, we have to buy them.  They aren’t sold in STORES!!”

* For Fantasy Football, I lost twice in a row in my family league.  I went from second place to sixth in two weeks.  Stupid San Francisco Defense…  39 points against me.  I hope you choke on a football.  Grr…

*Ever since discovering the Twilight series, The Show has really gotten into reading.  You can find her curled up with a book, any time that she goes missing. Its heart warming.  I have loved reading for a long time and I am so glad that she has found the joys of it.

*I watch two TV shows.  House and FlashForward.  I have missed the most recent episode of both…

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