Ladies Man

As it is a constant challenge to wake Ethan up for school everyday, I am always trying to come up with a motivating version of "Time to get up." Today's version came via email.
A girl named Maddie in Ethan's class is inviting Ethan to her birthday party at "Pizza Ranch" on Monday. Now, not only is this a birthday party, but a girls birthday party, at the very gender neutral, but testosterone leaning, Pizza Ranch. I wasn't sure what his response would be, but I was sure it would stir him from his slumber in an expedited manner.
I was correct.
"Ethan" I said. "Time to get up. I got an email from Maddie's mom today, and she invited you to go to her birthday party at Pizza Ranch."
Ethan promptly, if sleepily, sits up. Without hesitation he replied,
"Well, of course she did. She's in love with me."
Ladies Man has RSVP'd.

Enough Already!

I think I will make my blog private and not invite my husband. He is offended that I said he insults people, and even more offended that there were no comments to repudiate that fact. Adding insult to injury, instead my lovely friends merely requested free coupons.

As a clarification, I do not think Jared is an offensive person. My point was he is charming, and witty, and very honest and likable.

I am confident my friends agree. So, for the sake of my marriage, please, even you lurkers out there, leave a comment/compliment for my husband.

Then I'll thinking about locking him out. (of my blog that is)

Another reason why I love my Husband

My Husband is the only person I've ever met who can tease or insult a person to their face, and have the person on the receiving end still think he is charming and great. (Of course, it was necessary for me to marry someone like that. I would have eaten anyone else who tried to "correct" me alive. Although, I'm happy to report that at this point in my life, I'd probably only nibble...)
I think it has something to do with the idea that you always really sense a person's true intent when they speak to you, regardless of the words they use. And of course, My Husband is in no way a malicious or vindictive person.
Today, I am just really, really wishing I had that gift. I am often so passionate about what I think needs to be said, that I can completely, obliviously, end up insulting people I am trying to communicate with. Sometimes, I just don't know the nice way to say something. Even if I don't have any malice, I just don't seem to be able to do it!
Thankfully, for today, I have kept my mouth shut. I am just waiting for him to come home and counsel me how to avoid alienating people I really need to talk to!
So while I'm at it, for those of you whom I have unknowingly offended, please accept my apology and know I really didn't mean to.

Why I love having another girl in the house

In case you can't tell, this is a photo of a female, who upon noticing the garbage was full, removed the full bag, sought ought a refill in the pantry, and promptly put it in the can, being careful to put a few extra in the bottom of the can, so next time, she won't have to search the pantry.
I kid you not.

Recipie for a lovely afternoon...

First, you must have a rainy day, turning to snow...
Next, add a baby babbling bubbles...
And finally, happy kids eating chocolate chip cookies...
MMMMMM. Delicious

In a Blaze of Glory

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Jack loves football. It has always been surprising to both Jared and I. Jared played football, and hated it, and me? Well, that should be obvious. Nonetheless, Jack loves it. Such a cute kid, don't you think?

So, Monday night was Jack's last football game of the season. He was very excited, yet a little sad and sentimental because his new school does not have a football program, and the community ed program only goes through 6th grade. I was feeling little big guilty for denying him his masculine hobby.

I was, unfortunately, watching Spencer and Ethan in the school cafeteria do Tae Kwon Do while Jared and Olivia were on the field watching Jack. It was the 4th quarter and the coach gave Jack the ball. He made a FANTASTIC 50 yard run before being tackled!! What a star Jack!

Then he fell.

Then this.

Way to go out in a Blaze of Glory my boy, way to Go!

Ps. He says he doesn't want to play football anymore.

Hell in a Handbasket

So I am sitting here listening to the Presidential debate on the radio, positively livid. I am so furious with what is, and is not being said. Am I the only one wondering if people are really buying this?!
I can think of several people through the years, who have deliberately chosen to NOT work so they can qualify for "this" or "that" government benefit, while we have scraped by in times we COULD have qualified for government help. We just happened to be old fashioned and believed it was our responsibility. (Strange, I know)
Now people stand up and whine about how life's not fair, and they want "somebody", namely, "the lucky rich" to pay for it. Hello!!!
It makes me think we should just stop paying our mortgage (think of the monthly savings!) and let the government rescue us!
I don't want to hear any sob stories, and I promise I won't bore you with mine, because frankly, it's just time to grow up and deal with it.
I heard Sir John Templeton speak at a college graduation, and he said, "Do you want to know the one thing you need to be one of the richest people in the world?" He then said, "You need to have been born in the United States of America. That fact alone means you have been handed the golden ticket to your dreams."
This whole Robin Hood mentality is what made Stalin and Hitler popular. People who hate greedy people, are just on the wrong side of their own greed. Why can't they see what they are giving up to "get even"?
sigh.

Can't I just vote for Sarah Palin?