Archive for September, 2008

30
Sep

A Look into the Past

   Posted by: vw bug    in HappyDog, Mom, Tater, pd

It is getting close to Tot’s birthday… and I was looking through some old photos. Oddly enough, I got sidetracked and didn’t find one of him! I found some photos from February 2003. That is the month I got… uh… pregnant with my wonderful surprise of Tot. During that time I had a cutie that you couldn’t resist… click to enlarge the picture of Tater – he was teething at the time which is why there is so much slobber:

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I as spending money on horse supplies because I had this beautiful animal keeping me busy:

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She was just a baby and I was teaching her how to be ridden by humans. Two babies… One a child from my loins and another given to me by a friend… Another one that wasn’t quite a child anymore but I couldn’t resist… this picture of Happy Dog…

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Happy couldn’t resist laying on pillows that got left on the floor. Or toys or anything that was soft… sorta like THIS DOG.

Wonderful, happy memories. I lost weight during the time I was horsebackriding, I felt great, the family was happy most of the time. Yep, I have great memories of those times.

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30
Sep

Saving Money on ‘Green Stuff’

   Posted by: vw bug    in pd

Seems there is a lot of talk about saving money on going ‘green’. Whether it is like Bou and putting in solar hot water heaters or my friend Z who is looking at different types of hybrid cars. In fact, there is a website out there called The Car Connection that has a review on the 2009 Toyota Camry Hybrid. Was one of the cars that Z had mentioned to me.

This site seems to have a good number of photos. From the backseat to the dashboard to the engine. I like that in a site that is suppose to be review something. It also has written reviews from other sites and from customers.

Along with the photos and reviews, there are also a nice set of specifications of the car. It was easy to find out what the gas mileage is and how much gas the gas tank holds. Maybe that doesn’t matter to you, but it does to me. I need to know when a hurricane is coming, how far I can get on a gallon of gas and how much my car can take. Yes, to this day I still keep track of how my minivan is doing on gas and mileage. Right now I’m getting about 20 miles to the gallon. It would be nicer to get 33 mpg that the Camry has listed.

Not sure if I am ready for that 4 door sedan but the site has a nice search on available green vehicles in general. I now have a link to it and just have to do a search on green and cars in my blog and I’ll find it. Yep, thinking ahead.

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29
Sep

Having a Moment

   Posted by: vw bug    in pd

You’ll notice this week that I am easily sidetracked. Today, it is furniture. It is American Drew Furniture. Tink was looking for bunk beds for her grandkids. I was thinking about furniture for my house. Hey, I can dream. And this site was fun. It has a great search. There is a bunk bed there called the Brandon Workstation Twin Bunk Bed that would be perfect if I wanted to put my two boys in one room. They had other options as well. I liked the fact it was easy to find the measurements on any of the bunk beds. And pictures. I’m a visual person, so being able to click on different pictures to see the same object from different views… Yep, helps me out.

I also like Bob Mackie and they had some of his signature furniture. Gorgeous.

The site has a phone number to call or you can email for more information. I like the customer care information. Ok, enough. I have it in a post now and when I buy a lottery ticket and win… I can come back here to look again.

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29
Sep

So Very Different

   Posted by: vw bug    in Family, Tater, Tot

Tater and Tot decided to play with the dots that Bou gave to them. Here is Tater’s picture:

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And to show you have very different the boys can be, here is Tot’s:

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Glad I’m not a psychologist… who knows what you could read into the pictures! ;-)

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29
Sep

Low Blood Pressure

   Posted by: vw bug    in Mom, pd

As my kids get older, I watch their blood pressure drop. Slowly but surely. And I watch mine go up. I use to be 94/64 on the average when going to the doctor’s office. Now it is more likely to be 110/77 or higher. Every once in a while mine will do down. Those are the nights I need my hubby next to me or an electric blanket near by. You just can’t get warm by yourself. You aren’t generating enough heat. You need an outside force. Even wrapping up in more clothing or covers doesn’t work… you aren’t generating the heat. I must remember to tell my kids about this as they seem to be going in the low blood pressure direction. Sucks to be cold and not be able to get warm.

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29
Sep

Big Bucks?

   Posted by: vw bug    in Mom, pd

I remember talking to my friends about opening a franchise before children. I wanted a either a craft store or a Home Depot up near me… well, within months of mentioning wanting to open a Home Depot, one opened up. And after much discussion it was decided not to go into buying a franchise. I had my own business for a couple of years when I was going to college. I raised and sold finches wholesale to pet stores. I was trying to ‘save the ones in the wild’. Which is why I have those stories about my dad opening a plastic container in the fridge and dumping 5000 meal worms on the floor. I also remembered all the paperwork. The lack of time. All those other things that go into starting a business. Though I did just the other day think how nice it would be to have an Ikea closer to me. ;-)

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28
Sep

Some Sunday Humor

   Posted by: vw bug    in Humor

Must say, I had a good laugh with these.

LOT ‘S WIFE

The Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot ‘s wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt, when little Jason interrupted, ‘My Mommy looked back once while she was driving,’ he announced triumphantly, ‘and she turned into a telephone pole!’

GOOD SAMARITAN

A Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good Samaritan. She asked the class, ‘If you saw a person lying on the roadside, all wounded and bleeding, what would you do?’

A thoughtful little girl broke the hushed silence, ‘I think I’d throw up.’


DID NOAH FISH?

A Sunday school teacher asked, ‘Johnny, do you think Noah did a lot of fishing when he was on the Ark ?’

‘No,’ replied Johnny. ‘How could he, with just two worms.’

HIGHER POWER

A Sunday school teacher said to her children, ‘We have been learning how powerful kings and queens were in Bible times. But, there is a Higher Power. Can anybody tell me what it is?’

One child blurted out, ‘Aces!’

MOSES AND THE RED SEA

Nine-year-old Joey was asked by his mother what he had learned in Sunday School.

‘Well, Mom, our teacher told us how God sent Moses on a mission to lead the Israelites out of Egypt . When he got to the Red Sea, he had his army build a pontoon bridge and all the people walked across safely. Then he radioed headquarters for reinforcements. They sent bombers to blow up the bridge and all the Israelites were saved.’

‘Now, Joey, is that really what your teacher taught you?’ his mother asked

‘Well, no, Mom. But, if I told it the way the teacher did, you’d never believe it!’

THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD

A Sunday School teacher decided to have her young class memorize one of the most quoted passages in the Bible – Psalm 23. She gave the youngsters a month to learn the chapter. Little Rick was excited about the task – but he just couldn’t remember the Psalm. After much practice, he could barely get past the first line.

On the day that the kids were scheduled to recite Psalm 23 in front of the congregation, Ricky was so nervous. When it was his turn, he stepped up to the microphone and said proudly, ‘The Lord is my Shepherd, and that’s all I need to know.’

BEING THANKFUL

A Rabbi said to a precocious six-year-old boy, ‘So your mother says your prayers for you each night? That’s very commendable. What does she say?’

The little boy replied, ‘Thank God he’s in bed!’

UNTIMELY ANSWERED PRAYER

During the minister’s prayer one Sunday, there was a loud whistle from one of the back pews. Tommy’s mother was horrified. She pinched him into silence and, after church, asked, ‘Tommy, whatever made you do such a thing?’

Tommy answered, soberly, ‘I asked God to teach me to whistle, and He did!’

TIME TO PRAY

A pastor asked a little boy if he said his prayers every night.

‘Yes, sir,’ the boy replied.

‘And, do you always say them in the morning, too?’ the pastor asked.

‘No sir,’ the boy replied. ‘I ain’t scared in the daytime.’

ALL MEN / ALL GIRLS

When my daughter, Kelli, said her bedtime prayers, she would bless every family member, every friend, and every animal (current and past).

For several weeks, after we had finished the nightly prayer, Kelli would say, ‘And all girls.’

This soon became part of her nightly routine, to include this closing. My curiosity got the best of me and I asked her, ‘Kelli, why do you always add the part about all girls?’

Her response, ‘Because everybody always finish their prayers by saying ‘All Men’!’


SAY A PRAYER

Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday dinner at his Grandmother’s house. Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served. When Little Johnny received his plate, he started eating right away.

‘Johnny! Please wait until we say our prayer.’ said his mother.

‘I don’t need to,’ the boy replied.

‘Of course, you do,’ his mother insisted.. ‘We always say a prayer before eati ng at our hou se.’

‘That’s at our house,’ Johnny explained, ‘but this is Grandma’s house and she knows how to cook!’

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26
Sep

Another Boy Incident

   Posted by: vw bug    in Humor, Tater

No joke. This morning as I was trying to get the boys ready for school… Tater yells at me from the bathroom.

Tater: Come here mom
Mom: I’m busy (** besides, he can wipe himself, I really don’t want to know why he wants me in the bathroom**)
Tater: Mom, you got to come see this
Mom: What is it?
Tater: My poop looks like a Tie Fighter from Star Wars
Mom: Cool. (** better to say that than what I’m thinking **)
Tater: I’m done.
Mom: Wipe, flush and get out here… we gotta get going.

No joke… 5 minutes later…

Mom: Where are you? Why aren’t you dressed yet?
Tater: I’m in here.
Mom: Where is here?
Tater: The bathroom.

Sigh… I’m telling you, it is never, ever dull in this household.

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26
Sep

f… a… r… t…

   Posted by: vw bug    in Humor, Tater

is all I heard once I picked up Tater from the school bus stop yesterday afternoon. After I got him to stop for a minute I found out why he was repeating it. He wanted to remember how to spell it so he could do an internet search on dinosaur farts. No joke. He wanted to watch the video. After making him redo some work from school that he messed up… I found it for him. Here it is for your viewing pleasure:



And this is what you get to enjoy when you have boys for children… sigh… Worse part… I had to laugh. It was funny.

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25
Sep

Life is a bowl of … epsom salts

   Posted by: vw bug    in Family

I’m glad my hubby didn’t get the camera. I’m sure I looked really horrible last night. I was sitting at one of the kid’s desk with my right b**b in a blue ceramic bowl of epsom salts. I went to see the b**b doctor yesterday. Who I will call Dr. S from now on and S stands for exactly what you think when you read the rest of this…

I had my checkup yesterday. He said it needed to stay open a while longer. He told me I needed to get a q-tip and dip it in peroxide and stick it in the little hole that was left. I asked him if it would hurt much… he said it wouldn’t hurt him and we all laughed. I was sooo not ready for it. He stuck the q-tip in and I jumped out of my skin. Found the nerve. Know exactly where that puppy is… I was shaking for 15 minutes. He asked me if I could do this for the next two weeks… I wasn’t sure. He said if I didn’t he would have to cut it open again and put in a stint. I was sure. Yep, I can do it.

Now… last night… I got into the bathroom, got the peroxide, the q-tip and the towel. I was ready. I dipped the q-tip into the peroxide, put it on the little opening and … I couldn’t push it in. No joke. I couldn’t do it. Mind over matter… I didn’t want him to cut me and put a stint in, I will do this. And I really couldn’t. I started to freak. I had to do something. I didn’t want this closing up before everything had drained out. I called Mamaw, Tink, Bou, Sticks… probably all in that order. Mamaw wasn’t there and when she called back, I was listening to Tink give me ideas. Hence the Epsom salts. Bou called me back later and suggested I take a syringe and squirt the peroxide into it. Sticks was hiding out and I’ll probably hear from her today.

I’ll call the doctor today and find out what I can do. Though the syringe and squirt hurt like a mother this morning (though not nearly as bad as the q-tip)… so it is still open. Ok, I’m outta here… 2 lunches to make, a snack bag, and 2 kids to get convince to eat and dress soon!!!