Tony's step-mother has a myspace account. She is generally a nice person, but I can't help but still think of her as "the other woman" that broke up their family ( Read more... )

I think it must be a miracle that my children have made it to the ripe ol' ages of 7 1/2 and 3 1/2 without being damaged by me and my obvious lack of mothering skills. I do not hover. I jump in when necessary but I let them be kids. They play outside, they ride a go-cart in our yard, Emma even drives it herself. They eat cheese puffs as a treat ( Read more... )

Okay, it's 8:40am and I just ate a bowl of mashed potatoes and drank a glass of milk for breakfast. Sadly the milk is stranger than the potatoes. I don't usually do milk, but when I got it out for the potatoes it looked so good! Now I'm feeling sick. I'm at that stage where I am starving so I eat, then I'm sick and an hour later I'm starving ( Read more... )

A family has moved in next door, they're a bit younger than us but they have a 5 year old daughter and a 2 year old son. The kids have played together some, and Tony and the husband seem to have hit it off. They're helping each other do man stuff, unload trucks, work on go-carts. Did I mention we bought the kids a go-cart? Yah. I've chatted ( Read more... )

Why is it I'm in a perfectly good mood until Tony comes in? He's been out at a church function this evening, and things have gone pretty smoothly while he was gone ( Read more... )

I wonder why when I say, "I've had enough of you two tonight!" to the kids, Tony doesn't say a word. But when I say the same thing about the stupid guy on Survivorman playing his freakin' harmonica on every episode, he gets snippy ( Read more... )

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With the thought of possible pregnancy and motherhood on the horizon, my mind has been whirling and twirling. Most of you will probably think I'm a whackadoodle. I don't fret about everything I eat or drink when I'm pregnant, granted I'm not out drinking (I don't do that anyway) or eating pounds of mercury filled fish, but if I want Mt. Dew or ( Read more... )

Spent the day taking down the Christmas stuff, including the tree. Of course, Tony screwed around and didn't feel good enough to take the outside stuff down, so I got one of the famous, "I'll do it tomorrow. I promise." I swear if it's not taken down tomorrow, I'm going to rip it down and shove it down his throat ( Read more... )

I'm about to block the Disney channel from my television.

If I have to hear that stupid Hannah Montana commercial where she says her many different versions of say what, I'm going to get Tony's shotgun and shoot the television.

I want to strangle her.

Thank God, Emma doesn't watch that show.