12 days of MOM christmas

(to the tune of 12 days of Christmas, the final chorus…loosely)

For the 12 days of Christmas my lovely family gave to meeeee…

A mile long list of things to do for everybody

60 Christmas cards for ME to fill out (half for people who never return the favor!)

School classroom parties, they know I can’t say no to

Demands for toys that have been sold out since Novemberrrrrr

A house full of decorations to erect (by myself)

10 dozen freakin’ cookies I’m bakin’

A zillion Gifts to buy for everyone (and the cats too)

Parties to drag us all to

Four kids to wrestle into Christmas pictures

Floors to scrub and mop (cuz company’s a commin’)

A menu to attend to (don’t forget the yams… YUCK)

AND one honking big headache to boot!!!!!!!


Ah the holidays.. kids all a glow with wonder. Father puffed up and proud of all he provides.. and my passed out in the corner from sheer exhaustion! I am convinced that the holidays are NOT for women. Nope, we get extra work and the hopes and dreams of everyone for their holiday memories rest on our shoulders to plan and bring to life. All this for the 2.6 seconds it takes my family to turn my beautifully wrapped packages (that I’ve spend DAYS on) into a pile the size of Everest! Oh the joy of the season:-)

Bah MomBug

Momma needs a makeover!

Oh kids.. this is one give away I don’t just want I NEED!!! As any of you can tell my blog design is less than shabby chic it’s just plain old shabby! I’m BEYOND clueless when it comes to designing a blog. Heck I even have trouble using the darn templates! I’m in big time need of a makeover, um so is my blog HA!

So I found me a contest! over at http://fabulouskcreative.blogspot.com/

See I can’t even do the fun linky stuff the cool kids in the blogosphere do. So wish me luck and go check K out yourself (just don’t enter the contest and lower my odds LOL).

The random ads on my blog crack me up

Yeah I’ve got a TON of those adsense ads on my blog. I read something about how you could make money using them… sure in about 12 months I’ll MAYBE have hit their $100 threshold to get paid. But I’d blog money or not anyway. Can I get an Amen from my bloggy girls out there?!

So I was just perusing the blog… wishing I could do the fancy stuff the rest of you do.. buttons, pics, kick butt backgrounds. I’m still stuck in blogspot template kindergarten. Anyway one in particular caught my eye. It is titled “Cat Urine Behavior”

PAUSE for HUH? moment

I’ve had cats (usually in groups of two or more) since I was about four. To my observation cats simply dig a hole in whatever the can find. Hopefully litter, but they aren’t opposed to dirty clothes, or clean for that matter, dirt, house plants and the like. Then they simply let her rip and wha la.. cat pee! Is there really a need to observe it, catalog, analyze, and assign it a behavioral category. I’m just sayin’

Happy Friday All

FREE smelly flame-less candle thingys

I’m waiting for Target Corp goons to knock on my door like the retail mafia, telling me to shut down my blog before I sleep with the fishes.. I keep getting such STEALS there (hubby is still hitting them almost daily for the battery deal, see battery post for details).

This time it’s the Airwick Luminair Flame-less Candle Scents starter kit. Target has them on sale for $4.99. There is a coupon from RedPlum out there for $5 off.. WOWWEEEE.. that means free baby! Or if you don’t have that coupon you can still pick em up CHEAP by printing the coupon from here: www.airwick.us/luminair/

They usually retail for about $10 (or more) so even with only the $3 coupon and the Target sale you’re still making out!

Squirrel Wars part II (the saga continues)

War can turn even the most level headed and intelligent man into a crazed lunatic.

This epic battle has turned my husband into just this. The foam failed (see installment one for details). Even putting our own Miss Coco Chanel Kitty out on THE ROOF to chase away the rodent scourge fell short of a win. Not to mention after she chased after the insurgents, she spent 15 minutes trying to find a way down from the roof. Finally our War Lord (my husband) had to send his valiant lieutenant (#1, our 15 year old son) out on the roof to rescue the cat. But dear reader this is not the lunacy of which I intend to tell you about, no this was just the lull in the storm of insanity. Say with me now our plea/chant for sanity “Call a roofer! Call a roofer!”…

The depths of my husband’s madness find further lows. I came upon him in the kitchen, a pair of grooming scissors in one hand and #2’s (our 9 yr old) old FurReal Friends motion activated animated cat in the other. In fear of the answer I did not ask the obvious question, “What are you doing”. I simply stood there watching him trim the faux fur from around the cat’s plastic eyes. Noticing my presence, he paused to ask me if I knew where the thick black sharpie marker was. Left with no other choice I asked him why. He replied that he wanted to “paint” the fake cat black and white (it was already a dingy white hue). Once again, with no choice left, I was compelled to ask why. The shock of his reply still echos in my ears (followed by copious laughter)..

“So the squirrels think it looks more realistic. I’m going to put it in the litter box so it smells like a cat. When they get near it, it will meow and move. That should scare them away from the nest they made in the roof.” That’s it the king has lost his marbles!! But no dear readers this is NOT the end of this tale of deepening insanity!!! When asked why he was clipping the faux fur, his response was “So that they can see it’s eyes”.. I found myself envisioning three squirrel’s standing near this fake cat, in poses reminiscent of Project Runway judges saying to each other “I don’t know Steve, I think the eyes are plastic not glass”.. “Come on , Marge, you have to admit that the stripes are just over the top”…

Wait it gets better, if that is the right word for this, when he finally puts the cat on the roof near the hole the squirrels have whittled out of our roof… mind you he does this when I’m out of the house so I can’t yell at him for endangering himself and our son to put a fake cat on the roof instead of CALLING A ROOFER!!!!! The cat activates and starts crawling down the slope of the roof!!!!!! Foiled again, I’m sure he is planning his next volley in this ongoing war of wits (Squirrels 10 Husband 0). And in answer to your question, no the roofer hasn’t been called in yet.

Stay tuned for updates

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