Friday, January 27, 2006

" 6:58 are you sure where my spark is...."

Tonight is Randy's birthday party. I'll be doing a little pre-drinking before the fiesta. I'm starting at 6pm :o) I'll be tipsy by 6:15pm. Don't worry, I'll be sober by 10pm - I have to look refreshed for my Biggest Loser try outs in the morning
*Spark has been stuck in my head this week and I just thought the title fit.

Crossing our fingers....

Randy has a 2nd interview today with a company he's really interested in......I'm crossing my fingers.

Doing the best you can with what you have.....

I bought the suff to make Randy's B-Day cake, but not to decorate it..... So I did what I could with what we had here.....He loved it.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

I skip a day of posting and look what happens......

Your Life Path Number is 11

Your purpose in life is to inspire others

Your amazing energy draws people to you, and you give them great insight in return.
You hold a great amount of power over others, without even trying.
You have the makings of an inventor, artist, religious leader, or prophet.

In love, you are sensitive and passionate. You connect with your partner on a very deep level.

You have great abilities, but you are often way too critical of yourself.
You don't fit in - and instead of celebrating your differences, you dwell on them.
You have high expectations of yourself. But sometimes you set them too high and don't achieve anything.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

To My Sweet Randy on his 29th Birthday

I've been trying to write this for over an hour. When it comes to you I'm at a loss for words. Thank you for everything. I love you more than I can express. You are the most amazing husband and father. I could not ask for more than what you give. We have a love unlike others. You are my best friend and soul mate. We have an amazing story that I'm sure someday we can sell as a book deal and make a ton of money.
God bless beer, karaoke, and skinny Tara Reid look alikes..... Without them we wouldn't be who we are or where we are :o)
HAPPY 29th!!
We're gonna have a KICK ASS time Friday


I know it's been a while since I shared this story, but Randy's cousin sent me this and, well, it was pretty damn funny:

A woman goes to her boyfriend's parents' house for Sunday dinner.
This is to be her first time meeting the family and she is very nervous.
They all sit down and begin eating a fine meal.
The woman is beginning to feel a little discomfort, thanks to her nervousness and the broccoli casserole.
The gas pains are almost making her eyes water.
Left with no other choice, she decides to relieve herself a bit and lets out a dainty fart.
It wasn't loud, but everyone at the table heard the poof.
Before she even had a chance to be embarrassed, her boyfriend's father looked over at the dog that had been snoozing under the woman's chair, and said in a rather stern voice, "Skippy!".
The woman thought, "This is great!" and a big smile came across her face.
A couple of minutes later, she was beginning to feel the pain again.
This time, she didn't even hesitate. She let a much louder and longer rrrrrip.
The father again looked at the dog and yelled, "Dammit Skippy!".
Once again the woman smiled and thought "Yes!"
A few minutes later the woman had to let another rip.
This time she didn't even think about it.
She let a fart rip that rivaled a train whistle blowing.
Once again, the father looked at the dog with disgust and yelled,
"Dammit Skippy, get away from her, before she shits all over you!"

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

I wanna be a Loser

I'm trying out for the Biggest Loser on Saturday morning.....Maybe they'll be impressed with my fat girl river dancing skills, mutil-colored toe socks, and Rainbow Bright watch and let me in.

A Fat girl can only hope

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Friday, January 20, 2006

Pennies well spent.

When Faith was in the NICU at Childrens Hospital in Omaha, Randy, Grace, and I would have lunch together everyday in the cafeteria. The NICU had a rule that siblings could not come back and visit the babies unless they were at least 3 years old and potty trained.
Grace was none of the above.
So, the daily routine was this : I woke up @ 4:45am, took a shower and left the house by 5:30am to be to the Hospital for Faith's 6am feeding. I would stay there until 11:30am and then Randy and Grace would come up for lunch and then Randy and I would switch. He would come home around 5pm then I would go back up for the 9pm feeding.
Now, when you're spending that much time in the hospital you find things to do.
We liked to stop in the lobby and visit the indoor stream. Grace would throw handfuls of pennies in there all the time.
I read this today and it made me happy that those pennies were going to something good.


I play favorites.
I can't help myself.
I have 2 absolute favorites( not that I don't love everyone else, but yo, theses chicks are my bitches).

Please go over and visit Life of Mom and see Corrie's BEAUTIFUL new daughter.....

And keep standing by for when K( Damn Spot) has her bundle of joy ( we have a few weeks).

I love happy endings!

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Suger and Spice

You Are Not Scary
Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?
How Scary Are You?

Your Stipper Song Is

She Wants to Move by N.E.R.D.

"Her off beat dance makes me fantasize
(Her curves) She's sexy!!"

You are 100% sex appeal. As simple as that.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Mama Tried.

I got a new watch.......It's Rainbow Bright.
I wore it to work tonight AND had my rainbow stripped toe socks on.

I really don't care what people think.

Today my iPod was updated with: Toto, Men at Work, Jayz/Linkin Park, Tori Amos, Eminem, Nickelback, Shakura, Live, Poison, 50 Cent, Yellowcard, Stabbing Westward, Rob Thomas,Matchbox Twenty, Keith Urban, Big and Rich, and Trick Pony.

I'm all over the place.

I think I may be a little random. Or well, at least I'm not boring.

For what it's worth.... It's what I feel right now

* Deleated*

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Thank GOD it's FRIDAY!!!!

Please give me the weekend to get over my craziness.

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I live under a rock

I do.


Because I knew nothing of this.

It made me sick to my stomach. What the hell kinda of world are we living in where some crazy people kill a 4 and 6 yr old by hitting them in the head with a hammer, cutting their throats, THEN as if it wasn't enough, setting the house they were in on fire.

I'm glad they were caught( not before doing off another family), but it doesn't make me feel better.

I'm scared for my girls. How do I teach them to see the good in people and understand that yes, we all have bad in us, but the good usually outweighs it? Thats not always the case. I don't wanna be the freak mom that doesn't let her kids outta her sight, but THIS SHIT SCARES ME.
When I read this story over the weekend I was at work( we all know I work overnight). Instead of coming home and going right to bed like I usually do ( after I check on the girls) I stayed up and made Grace breakfast and played with her and the baby. I kissed them a billion times and thanked God repeatedly for my children. I didn't leave the house until I had to go to work today.

I had a talk with Randy about making sure that the doors are locked and dead bolted at night. I mean, we have some crazy looking Meth heads that ride by our house ( on bikes, of course, cause thats how they deal drugs in our hood).
When I woke up Monday morning I saw the front door had been unlocked all night and I FLIPPED OUT.
Last night he wanted to go outside to smoke and see why this car had been sitting down the street, running for a while.
I REFUSED to let him outta the house saying" Randy, what if they want to rob you and hold a gun to your head to get in the house!!!! You're not going anywhere!!!!"

I could need help.

This happened overnight.

Am I a freak?
I would literally DIE if anything ever happened to my kids or my husband.

To make matters worse, I watched Hostage last night and that isn't a feel good movie. More random crazies out doing wacko shit.

I don't even want to come to work tonight.

I think I need crazy drugs.


Friday, January 06, 2006

I didn't pick it - IT PICKED ME!!!

In the year 2006 I resolve to:
To be a bitch.

Get your resolution here


IT's a piece O Shit!!!!
It's just easier to do them on your own.


* Please note that I'm a little bitter in this post*

* And yes, I do realize that it was only $20.00, but thats besides that point $20.00 is $20.00 - I expected great things DAMNIT!*

And you should all be happy to know that I actually worked out today- I'm back on the wagon.
I realized I was all talk yesterday as I found myself laying on the couch, eating a snickers bar, while WATCHING Celebrity Fit Club 3.

It was kinda funny though.

Popozao: Means Money hungry Trailer Trash OR Look whos tryin' to pay his own child support for once.

Kev-Kev's been busy these days.
Just listen.........
We sould all go join his fan club RIGHT THIS MINUTE!!!

Play on Playa.........

NowExcuse me - I just threw up a little in my mouth

I feel your pain.

My Dear, Sweet internet goddess, K isn't feeling so great these days. I understand that.
She's discovering the joys of being in her last trimester.

Honey, I've been there, too.
And I never made it past 32 weeks EITHER TIME.
So, when you and Corie write about the joys of the last stages of pregnancy I understand.
Because, yo, it sucks ass. And I was a big whiner cause I didn't even make it to the end.

BUT I just thought I'd share a little story with you:
When I was pregnant with Grace I was Hella anemic. I slept all the time. One day I came home from work around noon and was done for the day so I thought I'd take a little nappy. I climbed into bed.I woke up about an hour later and looked by the door ( Didn't have glasses on or contacts in) And thought I saw a man standing there. It scared the piss outta me.
I pissed myself.
Just a little, but piss is piss. Amounts are not important.

The man, as it turned out, was our coat rack we had moved into our room because we were waiting for new living room furniture to be delivered for our living room.
It had Randy's jacket and hat on it.

So, yeah, I piddled on myself.
My friend Jen, who of course thought it was soooo funny, went and told everyone she worked with because she thought it was the funniest story she ever heard.
Welcome to my club
Love ya

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

What's the point?

Every stupid December 31 I make resolutions. It's never just one - there's always like 4.
And by January 3 they're usually shot to shit.
This year was no exception.

Here was my dumbass list:
4. Seriously FOCUS on losing weight.

Just so you know - All of these we're broken by the 1st at around 6pm.

Then comes the guilt. I've totally been beating myself up over it for the last 3 days.

We're trying to get into a quit smoking program that's offered by the Med Center. They provide your patches at no coast, you get a counselor and they pay you for your time.
It all sounds like a good plan to me. Randy and I both tried going cold turkey and it was just a bad idea.
Not only that, but I ENJOY smoking. Really I do. HOWEVER, I enjoy my children and want to see them grow up and have kids so I can spoil them rotten.
ALSO- I found a wrinkle on my face.
Hello?!?! I'm 27 - I shouldn't have wrinkles yet!!
I'm blaming the smoke.
Do you think that's vain??

On to the Soda - Yeah, not gonna happen while I'm working overnights. I NEED DIET COKE.

FAST FOOD- I can control that one, not cut it out, but control it. Once a day is not acceptable. Not that I've been that bad, but it's been outta control.

LOSING WEIGHT - It's a never ending battle. I do really well then I fall off the wagon and getting back on just gets harder. See, my dear internets, I have no shame in telling you that I've been off the wagon since Thanksgiving. Things got stressful and I'm an emotional eater. However, I've been sick 3 or 4 different times since then and have just plain felt like shit. It's gonna suck but it has to be done.
Randy even put my Ab roller together for me this weekend so I need to start workin it!

As always, I'm just on a quest to be a better person. I'm trying to be nicer to the kids and Randy( not that I'm all that mean to the kids..... Randy isn't always so lucky). I need to spend more time with my Parents, Sister, Nephew, and Grandpa. I needed to be nicer to my youngest brother and remember that he is only 19 and I was a fuckstick,window licker at that age too. I need to write my oldest baby brother more and let him know that I love him. I need to tell my husband how lucky I am to have him and how I can never live without him. He is my soulmate.
I need to call friends that I haven't talked to in forever and make time for them. I need to learn how to do all of these things without feeling like I'm spred too thin (how I usually feel).

Wish me luck! That is if you're still reading since this has been the longest post EVER

Peace Out Bitches and Happy 2006!!!!!

Monday, January 02, 2006

Now taking applications!

Randy and I have been talking back and forth for a while about opening our own Business. The only problem was that we didn't know what we would want.

But, the clever girl that I am, have a STELLAR idea.

A Fat Girl strip club.

I'm going to call it " The Bakery - Where Muffin Tops are welcome and stretch marks Are appreciated"

We'll not only serve pizza and "Adult Beverages", but also milk and bakery type goods - Although we don't suggest you try both in the same night.

We'll run a nightly special - Whenever one of the girls dances to the song Cherry Pie by Warrent, we'll sell Cherry pie for $2.00 and the girls will walk around with cans of Ready Whip to "Top" them off.

Damn, I'm gonna make us rich!!!!

All Talk.

Can you believe I bought my 2 and 1/2 yr old THIS ???
I mean, WTF?!?!?!?
Not only did I buy it - I put it in when we were on the way home and SANG ALONG.

I disgust myself.

Now, it wasn't like I set off to buy it. I went looking for this ( It was sold out)

I have no idea what is wrong with me.
But the madness doesn't stop there - Oh no.
I also bought this.

I'm not sure if that's more for Randy or Grace.

That Gift Certificate was just burning a hole in my pocket.
Oh Well

Sunday, January 01, 2006

A right of passage.......

Faith 2006

Grace 2003

* Please note that is the SAME DAMN BOTTLE. My parents just let it hang out in the bottom shelf of the refrigerator.