Thursday, August 12, 2004

BEER AT THE MOVIES

I WANT BEER AT THE MOVIES!!! OR MAYBE WINE

If there was a theater around here that served beer I could probably get my husband to go to a chick flick. Of course I would have to be the desiginated driver, but that would be ok. I remember sneaking beer into the drive in, that was always fun.

On another note, Friday night there is a band playing at a nearby towns jazz club/resturant and I know nothing about them except the name LIBIDO FUNK CIRCUS, and frankly I htink that is enough. I am going.

Sunday, August 08, 2004

Why can't I leave a comment?

Sissy I can not leave comments for you, or I would. I am glad that B/N is not so poopie. I hope you are getting things settled and finding things. I did see and aldi by the way, did you find it? Let me know.

SOMETIMES SUNDAYS CAN BE COOL

Sundays are usually a lame time for me...


Usually I wake, feed the masses, and then clean and do laundry. All the while listening to my husband lament about the fact that he has to work the next day, which is really hard to deal with. I know he works hard and long hours but I am stuck with five children all day every day and he acts like it is some sort of vacation, which sucks.

But, today was good, bordering on great. It started the usual way and then after breakfast(on the deck, nice) I mentioned that there was a garage sale in a neighboring community. He, uncharacteristically(is that how you spell that?) says - "let's go check it out." Me not wanting to miss a fabulous opportunity said "I'll get dressed." We went, we shopped, and we found some really cool things - fishing lures for him and the boys and books and a tablecloth for me. FUN!
Then we went home and loaded up the canoe(he got last weekend while I was moving my Sissy, it was free!) and went to this place where we could canoe and the dog could swim and we had a blast!!! These are the days that I will strive to remember for the rest of my life. Everyone having a great time, beautiful day, sun shining, dog swimming, kids playing and laughing. If every day could be like this for everybody, the world would be so happy and calm.

We came home and cooked out and had spontaneous company - friends from down the street- and it was really good. Right now the boys are playing in the yard with friends and not arguing or fighting. They are having fun and eating burgers and having a fire in the fire pit. I can see them through the back sliding doors. Gosh I love days like this...

Sissy if you read this I am sending you a package it has the coolest plates and just some fun things for you. I will mail on Monday so look for it towards the end of this week. Love you!

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

HELPING SISSY MOVE

Saturday I took # 3 son to hockey and then when I picked him up at 10:40 I went to drop him off at my Mommy's house with my #4 son. #1 son was with Dad and #2 son and #5 son was with me as I drove 600 miles last weekend to move my Sissy. The only good thing is the next time she moves she will be in the same town. Actually it was not too bad, the people at the co-op house she lived in in IOWA were very helpful and loaded the trailer with me. That was about 5:00 then we ate at the IOWA 80 Truck stop, which can be very difficult for a vegetarian - my Sissy - but I truly enjoyed the steak sandwich. We finally rolled into Bloomington, which is not so poopie, around 9:00pm, so late that it prompted my Sissy to get a lock for the trailer, which I forgot, rather than unloading it. Then we tried to sleep but # 5 son baby Z would have none of that , he slept in the car , don't you people know that it is time to play? And thhen My hubby called ant tlike 11:40, during a heated game of Trival Pursuit, to ask me who played the Mom in The Graduate? At the time I was asleep and I didn't realize he was cheating, so I answered him. It was only later that I discovered that I was a part of some horrible cheatin plan to beat his sons at a board game. Who knew? I was sleeping and I answered out of instinct.

Life is funny like that. I am really excited about my Sissy doing her Masters in Bloomington. It only took me like two and one half hours to shoot up 39 towards home. Not bad at all. Maybe she will get to come home more often and msybe I will get to see more of her acting. I think my Sissy is special and talented. I hope that she makes some great contacts at this school and goes on to do more theater. I can't wait to go see her . She has some really solid brass cahones(sp?) I never would have had the guts to do what she is doing. She has faith in herself and she knows what she does is worth something. I love that about her.

Sunday, July 18, 2004

SUNDAY IS LAME

I am sick of Sunday.  It is the worst day in the week for me, too much to do to get ready for the week and it supposed to be this restful day and it never is.  Cleaning the house, doing the laundry,fixing food and keeping up with the fabulous five(my kids) just takes a lot out of me.  I need a vacation.

Monday, June 28, 2004

WORRY AND FRET

Ok, so my sissy calls me and says "Now I don't want you to worry, I am ok", and you know what? That is a shitty way to start a conversation. Because immediately you begin to worry and fret no less. Especially because she is far away and you can't do anything for her like make her chicken soup or drive her to her practice because she shouldn't have been riding her bike in the rain in the first place. I should mention here that she is a grown woman and can take care of herself. But, sometimes we all need to be taken care of. It's not a bad thing. And so far in life I have been good at taking care of people, I mean none of the people I care for have died or been maimed at any point in the care giving process. So I think that is a plus.

But Sissy, if you read this one, I do worry just a bit. And even fret sometimes. Take care of you. And go back a few posts and listen to Gumby.

Thursday, June 24, 2004

SATISFIED?

I was so excited to find the Gumby song today, it really doesn't take much for me to be satisfied. I don't think that I am a high maintenance girl. I have friends who are, and though I love them, they really are a lot of work.

Another one who is a lot of work is my Hubby. He is never satisfied. It really doesn't matter what it is. If I clean the house, I missed the top of the refridgerator. If I go to the market, I forgot the one thing he wanted. If I do the laundry, fold it and even get it upstairs, I didn't put it away. And lately, he has been so depressed. We have 5 kids and we live paycheck to paycheck and sometimes we don't quite make it on that. So, we have a bit of debt. We are trying to pay it down and off but it is hard to do that and eat. Then he just mopes around and is crabby, it does nothing for me. I wish I could play Gumby for him and he would be happy and satisfied.

Intro 1967

Intro 1967

Ah, youth, and a little green ball of clay.

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Report: Olsen treated for eating disorder

Report: Olsen treated for eating disorder

Wow the 1/2 of the olsens has an eating disorder, now there is a shocker!

CLEAN THE CARPET/WIN THE LOTTERY

Today I had to clean the carpet in one spot because the stupid dog pissed in my house. You know if you have to go i the house dog could you go on the tile? It is so much easier to clean up. Then I decided to clean the stairs because they were there. Well I only got about six of them done because it really is such a heinous job and I was sweating so badly that I just had to stop. But the ones I did do look marvelous. I'll finish the rest tomorrow. I have been selling on e-bay for a little over a year now(half.com and amazon.com too) and I think I am doing something wrong. I guess the things I pick are not what the normal people like. And I never get enough money for them. I want someone to pay me the big bucks for my stuff. I am selling a lot of books lately. I guess people want a good summer read. Well it must be nice to have the time to read for pleasure. The only way that happens at my house is after everyone goes to bed and by then I am so tired that I can hardly keep my eyes open.

I hate American Idol, though I have never seen the show I just hate the whole idea of the,prostitute yourself for people to vote for you because you want to get a recording contract,show. Of course I hate all of the other "reality" shows too, I just think the whole idea of them is repulsive. How desperate have we become as a people. Not just that we participate in these freak shows but that we watch them and that season after season they keep coming back and inventing new and more depraved ways for people to humiliate themselves for money.

I want money too, but I would rather do something fun and personally uplifting to get my money...or, you know just win the damn lottery.

I descend from my soap box.

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

WELL HERE IT IS

Today is one of those beautiful sunny mornings where anything seems possible. Unfortunately the motivation to actually do anything is just not there. I think my problem is that there are so many things to do that I can't decide what to do first. Should I weed the garden, or try to kill the ants in it? Should I mop the floors, or pay the bills? Should I clean the carpets or clean the bathrooms? It is just too overwhelming to decide and I think I will just have another cup of coffee.