Ha!

Mickey Mouse Clubhouse: "We have to find what animal these eggs came from, so we can return them to their home before they hatch. Do cats lay eggs?"

Christian (my 7 year old): "No, cats lay baby kittens!"

God's Blessings

Mrs. BFF and I

Mr. Goose Poop looks at this picture and says, "Dang hun, you look Latino!"  I looked at it and said, "I look like a fake and bake gone wrong!"  But I swear, I haven't been to a fake and bake since 1995! 

We're out celebrating Mrs. BFF's birthday.  Missing 2 girls, but with kids, husband's and life, it's much more challenging to get us all in one spot at one time these days.

Homemade

When Dylan asked me for a ball of yarn and a crochet hook, I never expected to see this...

How he spent most of his day

Staying focused!

A few hours later, he emerged from the living room and presented me with the most beautiful dishcloth ever produced.  I will always cherish this oblong, non-symmetrical dish cloth made by my 8 year old son. 

I'll never tell him he used the wrong yarn and it won't soak up even a drop of liquid.  But it will always be proudly displayed on the hump inbetween the two sides of my sink.

When you give your 11 year old year your camera...

This WILL happen....

A lot of fish lips and thumbs up!

Boo-yah!

So, Mr. Goose Poop's 'ol beater ended up biting the dust a few months back, so we were in the market for a new car. 

Come to find out, "in the market for a new car" means two different things to Mr. Goose Poop and I. 

He ended up getting a black 2007 Ford Focus.  Ok...I can deal.  It's a nice looking car. 



Thank you Google, I was too lazy to walk to our driveway to take a picture



Again, thanks Google

 See...nice, isn't it?  Cute, no rust, nice and shiny, yadda yadda.  I can see myself driving this.  Tooling around town in something other than my Soccer Mom Van.

We go pick it up, and I take a look-ski inside.  OH LORD....



Again, thanks Google, I owe you for my laziness!

 See it??  Do ya?  Do you see it??  C'mon I know you do!  What's wrong with this picture?  I mean, other than being a little blurry thank you Google.

IT'S A STICK SHIFT PEOPLE!!  A. STICK. SHIFT!!  What the hell?  I don't DO stick shifts.  Like at all don't do them!

Looks like Mr. Goose Poop gets to tool around town in a new car, and Mrs Goose Poop is still driving the Soccer Mom Van.  Oh vey...

I mean, I have drove a stick before, like 14 years before.  And I wasn't all that great at it then.  Who knows how bad at it I am now?!?

I told myself I'd give myself 2 years to re-learn how to drive it.  In 2 years I'd be able to hop in, pop the parking break off, and be all "Hellz ya, this chic can drive a stick shift!"

A few weeks later, Mr. Goose Poop said it's time for me to learn how to drive it.  I'm all, ha, yea right.  Not now.  Oh and by the way, when I do in fact learn how to drive it, you won't be with me!  And he's all, ha, yea right!

But I wasn't kidding.  I didn't want him to come with me, I just wanted to hop in and see if I could do it.  He said, ain't happening!

One evening I wanted to run out and grab a movie for the kids, but Mr. Goose Poop was parked behind me in the driveway.  I asked him if he would go get the movie, he said no.  I asked him if he'd move his car, he said no.  Well, I'll show him I thought...I grabbed his keys, and started out the door.  Totally thinking he would stop me.  Uh...he is going to stop me right?  I mean, I haven't driven a stick in 14 years.  Hello?  Please come stop me, I thought as I got in the drivers seat!  Nope, he's not coming out to stop this ridiculous idea I had! 

Long story short, he did come out...but not to stop me.  He came outside because I had been sitting in the car for a good 5 minutes.  I was just giving him time to mull over the idea that his wife just got in his new car not knowing how to even drive the damn thing. 

He sat there staring at me and I begged him to please just go get the movie.  He said this is what I wanted, you know, getting in and learning without him.  Another long story short, after about 5 minutes of me begging him to go, and another 5 minutes of me preparing to let go of the clutch, I did it.  I totally frickin' did it!  I drove that stick all Mario Andretti style....!  I didn't even stall!

That is sooo me!!  Or, what I feel like zooming around town anyway!

Now I drive that car all over the dang place!  I don't do errands during the day, I wait for Mr. Goose Poop to get him from work so I can take the car.  I mean, it is more fuel efficient than the Soccer Mom Van!!

I still don't do hills.  Well, big hills anyway.  Thank goodness I live in a large city where I have many options to avoid hills.  You know, driving 2.2 miles out of my way to avoid that huge hill at Fuller & Fulton, yea, I so do that!

I'm just proud to say that my first driving-a-stick-experience-in-more-than-14-years didn't end up like this poor guy!

No Goose Poop's were hurt in the making of this photo

Family Additions

Like I said yesterday, a lot has happened over the last few months.  One very exciting piece of news I have to share is that I became an aunt twice since my unscheduled leave of absence!  Yup, Mrs. BFF and sister in law, Morgan, both had babies a month apart.  And the sad, sad news is that I don't have pictures of either.  Can you believe it?  I certainly can't.  I promise to get pictures soon, and brag all about it.

Second runner up in the even time line was adding a new cousin to our family.  My cousin, Alicia got married on the hottest damn day in May. 

Actually, she got married back in December, but waited to have the reception until the hottest damn day in May. 

Alicia has been in love with my parents' house since she was knee high to a grasshopper.  She's done school projects on the house, crafts for the house, and written paper's on the house.  So she wanted nothing more than to celebrate her marriage there.  Since the reception was to be held in the 3d floor ballroom, December would have been bone chilling cold.  So she married her love in December, and held the reception in May when (she thought) temps would be more comfortable.  Little did we know, the temp that day would break a record high, soaring to 90!  Lord, was it hot in that ballroom! 

I had the honors of photographing the reception for the couple.  And boy, oh boy was she stunning.  Take a look...but try not to spread the word...I just finished editing the photos yesterday, and the blushing bride hasn't even had a chance to see them yet. 

 My parent's house.  3rd floor ballroom.  All done up wedding style!  Boo-ya!

One end of the ballroom. 

Looking from one end to the other

Head table

Head table again

                 


So pretty



Her mom and two aunt's (my three cousins) did all the decorations.  Didn't they do a wonderful job.  The photo's don't do it Justice.  Though the photos are beautiful, in real life it was stunning.


Now on to the blushing bride.  Alicia is a beautiful person on a normal day, but on this hot day in May she was glowing, and not from sweat!  Take a look.  You can see the happiness written on her face.

Beauty on the front porch

Bride and Groom

               

Bride, Groom and Maid of Honor on the front porch

What a beautiful picture

Isn't she radiant??



Checking out his bride




First dance

 I had such a great time, and so did the Goosepoop kids.  They've never seen the ballroom fancied up like this before.  Usually it's a cool place to run around and fly airplanes.  But add some food and a dj, and you have the coolest party ever to a little kid!

As you can see demonstrated below

Zander enjoys some wedding cake

God bless you Alicia and Robbie.  May your marriage be filled with love, joy, and laughter.

Why hello there! It's been awhile!

Seriously??  January 10th?  I mean, I knew it'd been awhile since my last post, but really?  Five months?  Not good Houston, not good.

Too much has happened in the last five months to even begin to blog about.  So I won't even try.  I'm just going to try to pick up like I never left. 

Kids are out for summer break as of last Thursday.  I now own a 3 day pre-schooler, a second grader, 2 third graders, a fifth grader, and a sixth grader.  Hard liquor Lord, help this momma!

I'm hoping I'll have more time to keep up on the blog now. 

So I'll catch ya'll (or is it y'all?) on the flip side!

Tuesday Trivia

Changing it up a bit...

I'm just going to give you some useless fun facts you could probably die not knowing, and still live a good life.


~In the 1700's, trappers could get a dollar for a buckskin...hence the name buck

~Whales dream

~Disney World is twice the size of Manhattan

~Ever wonder why honey is so easy to digest?  Meh...me either!  But in case you're the .0043% who do, it's because it's already been digested by the bees!  Blech...

~A dime has 118 ridges around the edge

~In every episode of "Seinfeld" there is a Superman somewhere

~It takes a lobster approximately seven years to grow to be one pound

~Ivory bar soap floating was a mistake. They had been overmixing the soap formula causing excess air bubbles that made it float. Customers wrote and told how much they loved that it floated, and it has floated ever since

~Maine is the only state whose name is just one syllable

~Michael Jordan makes more money from Nike annually than all of the Nike factory workers in Malaysia combined

~Like fingerprints, everyone's tongue print is different.

~On a Canadian two dollar bill, the flag flying over the Parliament Building is an American flag

And my personal favorite of the day...
~There is a town in Newfoundland, Canada called Dildo

Monday's Memory

My 28th birthday.

A picture of Mrs. Best Friend and I.



Love her

More to come later...

Friday Flip Off

OK...So I had a whole Friday Flip Off post already written and ready to run.  All I had to do it in the morning was push the little "POST" button with one eye open and a cup of joe in hand. 

But all the Flipp Off's I had seems so insignificant now, so I'm calling bullshit and starting over....

Let me preface this post...now I'm not a huge drinker by any means.  I'm more of a "when-I-drink-I-drink-to-get-drunk" kind of girl as opposed to "have-a-glass-of-wine-every-night" girl.  When the timing is right, I can hang with the best of them.  But the timing is usually only right about twice a month or so.  I'd love to sit and have a glass of wine every night after the kids go to bed, but truth be told...I hate wine.  I want to like it, I try to like it, but I can't.  I just can't like wine.

Anyway...This is my view at this exact moment in time...

And to be honest, this is the way my night has started on Tuesday and on Wednesday too.  No, it's not wine, it's better than wine.  It's a mudslide.  Mmm mmm mmm...

It's just been one of those weeks.  You know the ones...where everything goes wrong, and everything is hectic.

So this Friday Flip Off is a one banger...

I say Flip Off to my whole flippin' week!!

But I'd have to say last night needed the most flipping off.  We dropped the kids off to their piece of crap other parent's house and head out for dinner.  On the way I want to stop at a furniture store to look for some new dressers for the boys' room.  Mr. Goose Poop is driving, and I can't exactly remember where on this road it is, so I google it.  It's about 3 miles down and they are open for another 2 hours.  We get there...no they aren't open for another 2 hours, in fact they are already closed.  Something about closed yesterday for some sales meeting or something. 

Anyway, so we head out for dinner (where we made pigs of ourselves had fried pickles with our dinner), and head over to pick Jake and Carter up from their mom's house.  After getting them, we go get gas.  Now here's where it goes downhill. 

Mr. Goose Poop goes to pull out of the gas station, but doesn't make a COMPLETE stop before pulling out.  Does more of the rolling stop, but was still more than safe.  I, jokingly say, "That was a stop sign, sir" he says something along the lines of "yea, yea" and we laugh it off.  It wasn't as if he blew threw a stop sign, pulling out into traffic at an alarming rate.  He was going slow, it was a road where you could see way down the road before making it to the stop sign, so he pulled out before coming to a COMPLETE stop. 

Ok, so we're driving, we're minding our own business, when all the sudden, about 2 miles from where we pulled out of the gas station, Mr. Goose Poop starts to swerve.  I yell something along the lines of "What the hell are you doing? You're driving like an idiot!"  He said said the cop that was next to us was swerving into our lane really bad, so he had to swerve too or he would have side swiped us.  We look over, and the cop is giving us the stink eye.  We're like what-ev and Mr. Goose Poop continues to drive.

Well the cop kept swerving into our lane, which is making Mr. Goose Poop also have to swerve.  We get to a red light, we are in the right lane, and the cop is in the left lane, one car ahead of us and the light turns green.  We go...as does the cop.

The cars in front of us think it's Sunday, and are going slow.  So Mr. Goose Poop puts on his blinker to get into the other lane, which now puts up right behind the cop.  As soon as we do that, the cop starts going slower, and slower and s-l-o-w-e-r.  Now he's going 35 mph in a 55 zone.  Mr. Goose Poop is like what the hell is this guy doing?!?  I wouldn't say we were tailgating the cop, but we were a little closer than usual.  But come one, you're going 35 in a 55 IN THE FAST LANE at that! 

Next thing you know, the cop slams on his brakes, causing us to have to slam on our brakes, causing the guy behind us to slam on the brakes.  And I mean, this cop really hit the brakes hard.  Mr. Goose Poop gets mad, and gives a little *honk**honk* of the horn.  I'm over there punching him in the arm asking him what the hell he is doing.  He says it's not illegal to honk your horn at someone, especially when they are going 20 under the speed limit and slamming on their brakes.  I'm going, damn just knock it off, and lets get one with our night, would ya. 

Well, of course, as soon as Mr. Goose Poop honks, the cop nearly came to a complete stop in the middle of the road, gets into the right lane, as soon as we pass him he gets behind us with the lights.

Mind you, we are now a good 3 miles from the gas station we pulled out of.  So the cop asks for licence, reg, and proof of insu.  Mr. Goose Poop asks why he is getting pulled over. The cop said because we ran a stop sign pulling out of the gas station.  Now I'm shaking in my boots thinking Mr. Goose Poop is going to loose it on this frickin' cop and end up in jail for the night.  I'm digging through paperwork looking for our updated proof of insu, meanwhile Mr. Goose Poop goes on to tell the cop that he was swerving into our lane, and that you can't go 35 miles an hour on a 55 mile an hour road, and slamming on the brakes is going to cause an accident, and yadda yadda yadda.  Cop says he slammed on the brakes because he was looking at a truck next to us with expired tags.  Mr. Goose Poop argues that there was no truck there, and that he was lying.  And if there was a truck, why wasn't he getting pulled over for an illegal vehicle, instead of us who didn't come to a complete stop 3 miles back.

I'm mentally smacking him up upside the head, and coming up empty handed with the updated insurance.

Long story short...we get a ticket for "running" the stop sign, and one for no updated proof of insurance. 

Mr.  Goose Poop is steaming mad at this guy, and I'm going oh lord! 

We have a couple of cop friends, a few city cops and a state sheriff.  So Mr. Goose Poop talks to one of them this morning, telling her the story, and that he's going to fight the ticket, and what not.  She told him to fight it, but to also file a complaint against this cop.

So Mr. Goose Poop goes to the traffic court this morning, the ticket hasn't been turned in yet, but fills out the paper work to fight it.  Good to go.  Now he wants to file a complaint against the cop.  Well, you gotta go to the police station to do that.

So Mr. Goose Poop drives to the police station, parks and goes in.  On the way in he sees a cop that is a friend of his parent's, so he stops to chat.  Then goes to file a complaint.  Talks with the Sargent, they pull the video from the cop's car last night and go over it.  Blah Blah Blah...

Here's where it gets even better and where I go to fill up my mudslide glass for the 3rd time.

He gets done with the Sargent, and goes outside...TO FIND A $25 PARKING TICKET ON OUR CAR!!!  I thought he was going to loose his marbles right there in front of the cop shop!!! 

I mean, what are the chances?!?  Getting pulled over like we did last night, getting a stupid ticket, not being able to find our current insurance and getting a $25 ticket for that.  THEN when you go to fight the ticket and tell the Sargent one of his cops was being an asshole, you get a frickin' parking ticket right outside the damn police station!!  C'mon....

So I say Flip Off to this whole flippin' week!!

Thursday's Three

1. Cherished

2. Annoyed

3. Change

1. Christmas break is now over. It's back to alarm clocks, school uniforms, and making school lunches. I cherished the time off with the kids. We made the most of break with some fun crafts, lots of adventures, and a few lazy days added in. It was a great mix of sleeping in and staying up late.

2. I'm annoyed at Dear Mother Nature. It's January 5th here in good 'ol Michigan, and we only have a dusting of snow. Plus it's supposed to be 41 degrees tomorrow. Winter in Michigan is supposed to be a fun balance of sledding, snow tubing, ice fishing, hot coco, and movies in front of the electric fireplace. Not open windows, kids playing basketball in only sweatshirts, and mowing the stinkin' lawn! I'm ready for the snow...and I think my kids would agree.

3. At first I couldn't think of anything I want to change. Then, butta bing butta boom...two came to me! I'm going to make a change to the Monday-fall-back-idea when I don't have anything to blog about. Instead of Monday Miss-Haps, it's now going to be Monday's Memory. And, I think Mr. Goose Poop may be changing jobs. Long story, but he started plowing for Mrs. Best Friend's dad's company, and they are thinking they want him to come work there full time, year round. We'll see, but it's a change he thinks he wants to make.

Pour your heart out....

It's been a long time since I've hooked up with Shell over at Things I Can't Say for a Pour Your Heart Out Wednesday. But at least for the next couple days I'm on the ball. Be sure to check her out, and stop by some of the ladies (and dudes) linked up under her post today.

OK, so it's a new year. I get it. And with a new year people tend to make all these new year resolutions.

Honestly....I hate "new year resolutions." I don't think I've ever made them, and probably never will.

I have two reasons....1) All they do is make you feel bad. I mean, think about it...most people make a resolution, and come February 1st (28th if you're lucky) you've already broken it. You ate one too many cookies to consider yourself still on a diet...You've already covered the desk with junk mail you swore you'd keep clean...There are 14 piles of laundry in the basement that you promised you'd keep up on...The hallway closet you deep cleaned/organized/killed the spiders in on January 1st is now full of lonely gloves missing a mate, the Christmas wrapping paper you forgot to put away with the rest of the Christmas junk and now are too lazy to dig under the stairs to put it away properly, a new Christmas puzzle the kids got but already lost a piece too that you should just throw away but keep thinking it'll show up never soon, and the vacuum attachments that always fall off the back of the damn vacuum that are pointless putting back on since they'll just fall off as soon as you sneeze again anyway.

And 2) I hate when, in June, people say "My new year's resolution is going to be (fill in the blank here)!!!" Really....it's June dude, if it was that important to you, you'd start/stop now. It's just your excuse to continue smoking for another 6 months, eat bon-bons for another 6 months, or you just plain don't want to clean that stupid hallway closet just yet. So, I know....let's make it be our new year resolution so I don't have to do it for another 6 months! Yea, that's it!

Nope, I don't DO resolutions! If I want to stop smoking I'll do it, I don't care if it's January 1st or July 1st. If I want to loose 20 pounds in March, I'm not going to tell myself that starting next January 1st I'm really really going to try to loose some weight. I'm just going to do it already. In March if I feel so inclined. If I open the pantry door and shit starts falling out at me, I'll clean the friggin' thing out already. Not wait 3 more months, until January 1st, where I'll clean the whole thing out and promise it won't ever get like that until February again.

I boycott January 1st. I'm writing the mayor, or the president, or the damn congress if I have too, until someone will wipe January 1st off the calendar. I mean, February only has 28 days (except for a Leap Year, yes I know but that's not the point here), why can't January start on the 2nd?

Remember I'm linking up with Shell today. Pouring my heart out. Go check out the awesome ladies that follow her. She's only, like, one of the coolest bloggers in the blogging world, which means she's got, like, some of the coolest followers ever.

http://www.thingsicantsay.com/

Tuesday Trivia

Lets test your knowledge of useless information...



1. What country is the world's most remote weather station located?

2. What country is the volcano Okinawa located?

3. Before legally changing it, what was Mr. T's name?

4. Is this Dylan, Christian, or Tyler at age 1?

5. Is this Dylan, Christian, or Tyler at age 1?

6. Is this Dylan, Christian, or Tyler at age 1?

7. What percent of caffeine does the FDA require coffee makers to remove before calling it decaf?

8. What are the 5 most popular fruits in the USA?

9. In the Peanuts Cartoon, what color is Woodstock?

10. What is the slowest spinning planet?

Lets see how you did....

1. In what country is the world's most remote weather station located?

Canada

2. In what country is the volcano Okinawa located?

Japan (For the record...I knew this one, I have a friend that was stationed in Okinawa Japan! Yay me!)

3. Before legally changing it, what was Mr. T's name?

Lawrence Tero

4. Dylan, Christian or Tyler?

This would be Dylan

5. Dylan, Christian or Tyler?

Tyler all the way

6. Dylan, Christian or Tyler?

Christian

7. What percentage of caffeine does the FDA require coffee makers to remove before calling it decaf?

97%

8. What are the 5 most popular fruits in the USA?

Banana, Apple, Watermelon, Orange, and Canteloupe

9. In the Peanuts Cartoon, what color is Woodstock?

Yellow

10. What is the slowest spinning planet?

Venus, spinning once ever 243 days