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    February 25

    Stealing a Blog.

     Stolen from my wonderful husband, Thank You very much.

     

    Forty Things You Could Probably Live Without Knowing 

    1) What side of the heart do you draw first?

    Right

    2) Can you dive without plugging your nose? 

     Hell, I can't even dive

    3) What color is your razor?

     Silver Mach 3 (I use my husband's old blades, then he changes them)

    4) What is your blood-type?

     No Idea 

    5) Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?

     Brad Pitt maybe 

    7) How do you feel about carrots?

     They're ok. Best raw with dip.

    8) How many chairs at the dining room table?

     Well, we eat at the coffee table, so I guess that would be one couch and one laundry covered loveseat.  

    9) Which is the best Spice Girl?

    Never listened to them

    10)Do you know what time it is?

     7:23

     11) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator? 

    Panic. Isn't that what you are supposed to do? 

    13) What's your favorite kind of gum? 

     Juicy fruit

    14) T or F: All's fair in love and war?

    Sure, whatever you say  

    15) Do you have a crush on anyone?

     Well, my son asked me to marry him today 

    16) Do you use words that you don't know the meaning to?

    I try not to but sometimes when I am arguing with my daughter I use big words to scare her into behaving. It doesn't always work. Soon she will be smarter than me anyways. 

    17) Do you like to sleep?

      Of course, although my son doesn't like to let me 

    18) Do you know which US states don't use Daylight Savings?

     Not a clue 

    19) Do you know the song Total Eclipse of the Heart?

    Yes

    20) Do you want a bright yellow '06 mustang?

    No, an olive green Jag is on my list though

    21) What's something you've always wanted?

    A normal family 

    22) Do you have hairy legs?

     Usually

    23) What does "Semper Fidelis" stand for?

    Nope 

    24) Would you rather swim in the ocean or a lake?

    I don't swim, it involves wearing a bathing suit.

    25) Do you wear a lot of black?

      Not really, I prefer blue 

    26) Describe your hair?

    Um, check out my husband's pictures, it's in there somewhere

     27) Do you have Entomophobia? 

     only if they are crawling on me 

    28) Are you an adult? 

    Unfortunalely

    29) Who is/are your best friend(s)?

     Jenn

    30) Do you have a tan? 

     never have

    31) Are you a television addict?

     My kids are 

    32) Do you enjoy spending time with your mother?

     Can I choose not to answer that one? 

    33) Are you a sugar freak?

     Yes

    34) Do you like orange juice? 

     It's okay if it doesn't have that pulp crap in it

    35) What sign are you? 

     Virgo, usually. I'm right on the edge so depending who you ask it is different.

    36) Where do you wish you were right now?

    Asleep in bed, all snug as a bug

     37) Who did you copy this from?  

     my husband 

    38) How do you know them?

     umm, he's my husband

    39) Have you kissed anyone in the past week?

     Yes

    40) What are your plans for the weekend?

     writing this blog

     

    February 13

    Just two more days.

    Just two more days and I am off to some scrapbooking classes with the girls from work. Oh boy do I ever need the break. But then I never can quite relax when I am away from home and the kids either. What with Cameron and his fever and the resulting seizure (I am still waiting to hear back from the hospital as to wherther we are going to up his meds), and now he has an owie on his leg which I am totally responsible for and am freaking out that it might turn out to be something bad and I won't be here. You see he has these new socks, Spiderman ones, and he wore them for like two days and two night cause I was too lazy to change them. Well it turns out they were way too tight and now he has this ugly red ring around his ankle and it's swollen and I'm worried that it might turn nasty and it's all my fault. Yeah, I lay the guilt on real thick. So am I really going to be able to relax? Who knows. Plus Karen comes home today with a hickey on her arm. I asked her what it was. The scary part is that she knew (she is eight). And she knew how to get one (obviously). She says she was sucking her arm because she was scared about her homework. Maybe I can see being scared, she does have alot of trouble with math and she knew she had alot to do because she has been slacking off (again, my fault for letting her) but sucking on her arm? And then there was the homework ordeal. I swear I don't get the point if I have to sit there and prompt her through each and every step of each question. And I still have to get through the next two days. Thursday we have a meeting at the school to talk about what to do with Karen... errr... how to help Karen, I mean. Oh boy I really need this break. You know what, I feel alot better now that I got all that out. I think it's time for bed. Goodnight. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
    February 11

    I think I hurt myself.

    Actually my husband suggested the title "Caught Chasing Pussy". I don't know if it fits the story or not but I couldn't come up with anything better. Now I guess I had better explain. Where to start? Well, Molly our big black & white cat went to the vet on Friday. She came home doped up and wearing a cone around her neck. She was still a bit lethargic yesterday but today she is back to herself pretty much. Apparently she has forgotten about the cone and thinks that she can do the same old stuff. Or she is just stupid. Anyways in  our house there is a vent that goes from the basement to the bathroom off the master bedroom, comes out in the cupboard under the sink. The cats used it to go up and down. Why they don't use the stairs, I don't know. For this reason we leave the cupboard door open so they can come and go as they please. Well, the boy and I were sitting at the computer when we heard meowing coming from the bathroom. I go to investigate and it is coming from under the sink. I can't see her (she is mostly black) but I can hear her. She is stuck in the vent. You see the collar is too wide to get through the opening into the bathroom. So there I am (I am so glad my husband wasn't home or he would have got it on video) halfway in the cupboard (that was a tight squeeze) reaching as far in as I can (see, Molly  is a fraidy cat and has now backed up a bit. I do know, however that she would be too stupid to back all the way back to the basement) to grab her and get the cone off from around her neck. Once that was done she could get out quite easily. Only now I have to get out of the cupboard. Actually getting out was somewhat easier than getting in. The things I do for that cat. 

    February 08

    "I think it's juice"

    My little boy just reminded me of something. When I was in high school- maybe even junior high there was this thing every year called SUNIA, stands for Seminar on the United Nations and International Affairs. Well usually just one person got chosen to go each year (based on marks, I think) but this one year my Social Studies teacher picked two, he just didn't know. Then when he found out they tried to tell me I could't go. Well I was heartbroken and they knew it so they found a way to get me there. Anyways, it was cool and all, I have certain memories and have forgotten the rest. I do remember this big thing between a few of us- don't eat raw jello. It has always stuck there in my mind. Don't eat raw jello. 
    So today I am making jello. No biggie. Didn't think anything of it. Cameron wants a drink, so I tell him to get his own. The cups are in a drawer low down and the water jug in the fridge has a tap so he is perfectly capable. He goes and gets a cup and gets a drink from the fridge. I'm assuming of water. Then he goes to get some more. He says "I got some more of that stuff" "What stuff?" "I think it's juice". I'm thinking to myself we don't have any juice. He shows me his cup and what should he have in it but liquid jello (I'd only just mixed it and it looked like juice, I will give him that. But it's in a BOWL for goodness sakes). My son. No, check that. My husband's son. I swear I never ate raw jello. I may have mixed flour and water together and pretended it was tea (and drank it too) but that's another story altogether. 
    February 05

    Thievin' Son of a B****

    My husband......
     
    Beware, should you have an unguarded piece of food in this house as it will be stolen out of your hand or off your plate before your very eyes. Does't matter who you are or how old you are or how hungry you are, you must guard your food or you will lose it. Actually chocolate, bananas, and peanuts are off limits so those are safe. Anyways you would think we would learn but it appears that we are not as smart as monkeys or rats because he keeps on stealing our food. He will even call the kids over and say "hey, let me see that carrot" and the will go on and they will say "but you are going to steal it" and he says "no I won't, I just need to see it" and so they show it to him and he eats it. If it's me he just grabs it and it's in his mouth in like a millisecond. So I get another one and it happens again. And again until I get pissed off and go blog about it.