My son's sense of what he should/shouldn't say in Mom's presence, or otherwise, never ceases to amaze me. Here are two instances:

#1) The kids both had their hamsters in the livingroom. My son's is a male (Jacques), my daughter's is a female (Cookie). The daddy gave a small piece of a cookie to Cookie and she shoved it in her cheek for later. TJ let Jacques crawl around a little wooden table and Bethany put Cookie on it. Cookie walked around Jacques in circles until he got her scent and started following right behind her. The daddy put Jacques' piece of cookie on the table beside him but Cookie led him literally around by the nose until SHE was by the cookie, she sucked it up into her cheek. Everyone yelled, "HEY!" So Bethany picked up Cookie and put her back in her cage. Jacques was roaming around the table looking dazed and confused. TJ said, "No cookie and no pie." I bit my lips until I got out on the back porch and started laughing! I couldn't help it.

#2) Bethany, thankfully, had gone to bed and the daddy was watching "License to Grill" on TV. The cook was rubbing some lemon and dill sauce into a big trout fillet. TJ said, "What else can you do where you get paid to rub your meat on TV?" That time, since I was over tired (my story...I'm stickin' to it!) I didn't have enuff time to stop it...I burst out laughing so hard I just about fell out of my chair! The daddy TRIED not to laugh but he said, "How many times do I have to tell you there are some things you just do NOT say in front of your mother?" I know TJ doesn't get it becuz he knows I laugh at it.

There is NO WAY ANY of us would have said any of that stuff in front of our mom (I'm speaking of me and my siblings). And it really isn't right...wrong on so many levels...but I can't help it...he just catches me off guard and it cracks me up!

Since getting rid of the kids' school computers, we all 3 have to share this one for now. School will soon be starting (3 weeks! ) of course my school will be starting the NEXT week. Yikes!

Anyway...I may get to sneak in on the puter once in a while or check my e-mail but I haven't had time to visit everyone else's blogs! I guess once they go off to school I may have a wee bit more time to get caught up. I hope. Of course, if I continue to work on my project (me) and my classes, I may still not have much time.

I'm really missing some ppls!

I took my daughter out with me Saturday afternoon. I needed to find the book I wanted to get the hubby for the anniversary day and I enticed my daughter with the idea of buying some new 'duds' &/or other things for school. She doesn't like the idea of school but she likes the idea of buying things for her.

We were doing our usual back and forth goofy gab and she said in the middle of it..."I miss Gilmore Girls." We are too much like them. But, it's fun. At one point I think I see a french fry shoot out her nose when I said something that caused her to start cracking up. There isn't too many times when she and I are together that we aren't being silly.

I am not sure what it was we were yapping about (weird names that ppl give their newborns) and she wanted to know why we chose to name her what we did.

My first year as a reading teacher in a certain school system, I had twin girls in one of my sixth grade classes. I really liked those girls. They were active, had a good sense of humor, and were just really nice girls. They could keep me in stitches some days. One's name was Bethany, the other's name was Ann. I was pregnant with my son at the time but when he was born I really didn't think 'Bethany Ann' quite suited him. Just when I figured he was going to be it...tada! I got pregnant with my daughter. I had no problem figuring out what I was going to name her.

I had wanted to name my son Michael but call him Mickey for short. The daddy put his foot down on that one. He said the kid would get called Mickey Mouse. Having been a school teacher for a bit, I told him that I knew by experience that it really didn't matter what kind of name you gave a kid, if others wanted to make fun...they would find a way. For instance, the daddy's name is 'Troy'. His own MOTHER calls him Trojan. Too bad she hadn't thot of that BEFORE she got pregnant. Ooops.

Which reminds me...here are my flower gardens again.

Everytime I think I am going to take a break...lots of 'thots' flood into me brain and then I want some place to put them. I really don't know why...becuz if they were in the form of a decorative household item, I would set it some place until I realized I was tired of cleaning it or moving it around and would put it in a bag of stuff for the Goodwill. In the case of putting my thots on my blog, if I give it a week, it will essentially disappear onto another page that is out of sight. Out of sight, out of mind....

I go through stages...Stage #1)I am constantly bone weary tired and could sleep for 24 hours straight---for a week--only waking up to hydrate with glasses of water OR to unhydrate ; Stage #2)I can't sleep. I may catch some sleep in increments of an hour or two, at the weirdest moments. This week...I am Stage #2. My mind is the hamster wheel with the hamster hopped up on a piece of Peanut Butter Swirls cereal (my daughter's hamster's treat of choice).

I was talking to a friend about the weather...the fact that becuz of the humidity and intermittent rain, when I was out in the yard, whenever the wind blew from the south, I got an awful nose full of the smell of mildew from the car wash next door...and I couldn't breathe becuz of it yesterday. He told me there was something in his kitchen that always did that to him...now, here's the thing...and he both stunned and amused by this: as soon as he said what he said, you could count '1' then I started to say, TJ really needs to find out...then I stopped, laughed and said,"Okay, I'm gonna share something really scary with you...in the span of 3 seconds this is what my mind thot: You said there was something in your kitchen that was giving you breathing problems...I thot "breathng problems like the mildew...in the kitchen...I had to throw out a brand new loaf of bread becuz it was getting moldy already...I need to remember to get some more bread tomorrow...at Krogers...oh, and gas cuz I get my 10 cent a gallon discount...but should I use it to put gas in my van or TJ's car...he really needs to figure out what kind of gas mileage that thing gets."

There was silence and then I heard a "wow". Then, a laugh. I have done this to Troy for years. He will say something...my mind strings seemingly random things together in a flash until by the time he is done I say, "Oh, that reminds me..blah blah blah." And it seems so far removed from what he was talking about...and he gives me this look like I'm totally whacked out and says, "Just how did what i said remind you of THAT?!?" I start to tell him and he just shakes his head and says, "never mind."

I can't help it! Do you wonder why I can't remember what I ate for breakfast a half hour ago? And that could be the reason why I will be having a conversation with someone and half way through the sentence cannot pull the next word out of my head...it has short circuited. I KNOW what I am talking about...I just can't think of the WORD. I have to resort to descriptions and the other person has to supply the word. I feel like my life is one big game of pictionary.

Which reminds me...we bought TJ a car yesterday...



Now the REAL fun begins.