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Christmas

Trouble in TinaTown

TWO Mac computers and one backup hard drive deaths within one week. That is just mean and wrong. Now I am using his iPad and typing is proving rather difficult. Girls have day off from school and have already declared war with each other. Sigh. I think I shall attempt to murder one more Mac and then open a kid friendly can of whoop ass.

Peoria, 1992

Old School Zoe

Before food labels.

my glasses are STILL broken

My glasses may still be broken but I can spin!

SNOWstupid

Slept late today. 9-10 ish. Not sure if I’m supposed to say the time I actually wake up and open my eyes or when I use the bathroom? What if I get back in bed and fall asleep? (I’ve heard that people can do that). Ugh. Starting over.

At around 9 am I stopped sleeping and………….don’t want to type anymore.

This morning, after I officially woke up, Zoe crawled in bed with me and we played Angry Birds, respectively, until we both became angry with the game and went our separate ways. Exchanged some pleasantries with BMC and the girls and headed towards the basement. Tried to work on our “warehouse” or unfinished part of basement. I must have been a sheepdog in a previous life. I feel like I’m herding (not hoarding!) wayward flocks around the basement or stuck in one of those puzzles you have to solve by sliding irremovable pieces.  Worked there for several hours. Had minor nose bleed and decided to stop when the music from my headphones was no longer covering my wheezy labored breathing. Really should have gotten an autopsy on Steven the canary. That is why I had a canary anyway, but I never told Steven that. I told him he was my special “assistant”, like a lab partner of sorts. Also used to have a mouse. His name was Margaret and he had a mouse friend, Buster, who was visiting and when I looked in the cage, Margaret didn’t have a head. Buster was promptly asked to leave.

March 26, 2011

What is up with this snow? Not funny at all.

Broke my newest pair of glasses a few days ago and I still have not found the missing pair before those. But I do recall them falling off and proclaiming “Do NOT forget where those glasses landed!” I forgot. Stella was with me but she is playing the “I was only two years old at the time” card. Of course we were in the unfinished part of the basement. Think there was a trash bag involved. 

Hometown voted most dangerous place to live (#4....we're slipping). Hmmm, maybe we just are better at reporting crime.

Spring Break 2011-Day 5

If Spring Break were two weeks long, bad things would happen. Just a random thought.

Oh, here is another video documenting, to my horror, what I saw upon waking this morning. Enjoy. (Let me know if it does not work).

Spring Break 2011-Day 2

  The City Museum dirty and fun. 

Emma Cousteau

BMC stuck again

t shirts

It's time for me to stop wearing printed t shirts. I'll have to go shopping, STAT.

Spring Break 2011- Day one

Steven! GET UP!!

My canary, Steven, died this weekend. Think I may have turned off the heat in basement too soon. Kate made a pretty coffin and I will make you a headstone. When I told the kids, "Steven is dead." Stella, 3, yelled, "OH! Me wanna see hims dead!" She keeps asking when he's coming back. Emma, 11, wanted to touch him. My friend, our friend, Teresa was in town and she helped move the body. We made a stretcher and Steven was still floppy. Right now he's in the freezer right next to Kate's Girl Scout cookies. Think it's the "Thanks-A-Lots".

winter yuck

Today I tidied master bedroom and family room. I worked outside cleaning up pool area by chopping the ornamental grasses, raking leaves, returning gravity challenged rocks to the surrounding rock beds. I'm only good for a few hours at a time so I will continue tomorrow. Ex nanny-still friend, Jen and her two boys came over for a visit. Lily helped me outside for 34 seconds. Emma "watched" Stella but was somehow unaware of the 2 gallons of water Stella deliberately poured on the marble floor just a few feet from Emma's watchful eye. In all fairness, Emma was distracted by the computer on her lap. Zoe is doing work for us by cleaning the garage. That girl will have a hundred jobs in her lifetime. She will get them quickly and lose them quicker BUT I know she will always have a job and that's okay because she will still get paid for the day of work she did or for just showing up. I hope.

A real smile from mom on birthday.Mom, back of Stella's head and Zoe (unemployed)

Also crocheted a little. Started this blog and ignored the laundry. Time for a head count of the children.