De-Dying

Yesterday was a crazy day. I got called home at 8:30 to make the girls breakfast. Boo was having a breakdown becaue the oatmeal she made was so bad Jo didn't even eat it! So I brought the girls donuts! When I got back to work my boss brought her daughter in for a bit so I got to watch princesses, Yo Gabba Gabba, and the Wiggles on you tube for a bit. Then Banana called me because a guy was following her and her friend, they went inside Rite-Aid and after waiting in the parking lot for a while he left and they walked home. SCARY!!! I did not like that at all!

Last night, thankfully, did not have a scary moment! Unless you count being scared I was going to lose bladder control from laughing to hard. Jo brought her camera down to the bar. (Trying to be sneaky and video me.) Well I caught on and was hiding from the camera. While she was shooting the top of my head she says, "Mom, your hair is de-dying!"

They stress me out, drive me crazy, annoy me, tease me, make me laugh, make me cry (happy and sad tears), and I LOVE EVERY MINUTE OF IT! I love these girls! I love being their mom!

What? The garage is for cars?

So, we have lived here for almost 7 years. Not once has our garage been empty, not even before we moved in. That is one of the issues that arise from buying a house from relatives and being too nice... "Sure you can leave that here till you figure out what you want to do with it." In addition to the travel trailer that was in our side yard for almost five years, the garage has held many old LARGE Craftsman woodworking tools. Oh, and a little motorcycle. (The larger motorcycle and the Little Rascal" type scooter were taken out within the first few years.) We have not charged rent for these items, and we have been very generous over the past few years. (Oh, and I just remembered, the shed in the back is filled with their stuff as well.) Each time we attempt to clean the garage or organize the shed so that we can put our items in we ask the items owners if they would like us to sell the items or just give them away to someone who would use them. We have also told them we are tired of the items being in OUR house! This past weekend while we were cleaning our garage we called again, to let them know that the tools were going to be moved outside and covered with a tarp. They had the nerve to tell us they did not want them outside because they might rust. Now, had I been on the phone instead of my husband, I would like to hope that I would have told them that if they did not want them outside they could come pick them up and take them to their garage! And if they want me to keep them here they can start by paying me storage fees, along with all they backpay, $25 a month for the past 7 years. So once I receive the check for $2100 I will gladly drag your items back in to my garage. If you still want use of the shed that will be an additional $2100 in backpay plus $25 a month. Maybe we should just bring all the things we would like to store in that space over to their house and they can store it in their garage!

Brushing my eye

You would think, being that I have had roughly 30,000 practice runs, I would be pretty good at brushing my teeth. At least good enough to not miss my mouth! You would be wrong. Mid cleaning, my hair got hooked on a push pin in the wall, I turned to remove it and when I turned back around... POW! Right in the eye! My left eye is now minty fresh. Suprisingly it did not sting as bad as soap. It was mostly my husbands fault. He wanted to use the restroom so I stepped out in to the hallway to finish brushing. And the push pin was uncovered because the frame had fallen off and broke, and had not yet been fixed. Yep, his fault!

hmm...

First entry ever.... What to type? It should be fantastic and captivating!

...not going to happen.

Here we go with random thoughts from the day...

My husband is taking our oldest daughter to see the new Nightmare on Elm Street tonight. He is so excited! She is as well. I love that they have movies and music to bond over.

I had one of those "My Child is so Awesome" moments tonight. Since it was just the two little ones and myself tonight we went shopping and out to dinner. At dinner I looked over and the youngest, age seven, was eating with chopsticks! And not just stabbing the pieces like a one tong fork, but actually pinching the food! I was so proud I looked to see if anyone else was staring in amazement. As weird as it sounds, the only other people around were talking to each other at not looking our way. (Most likely they had noticed already and were discussing in awe at how perfectly she held the chopsticks!)

Oh wait, I had two of those moments today! Yay! My middle daughter is the best dresser. She came out of her room today, dressed cute, as usual, and she had on a dark pink loose knit hat. It looked so perfect on her. A-line haircut, strong bones, pefect nose, cute glasses. I love her!

I got carded today when I bought NyQuil. At first I thought it was because they needed to track who bought it, but no, he wanted to make sure I was over 18. Really? I laughed and said my daughter would be old enough to buy it in soon. He went on about how young I looked, and that I must get carded all the time. Now, I was wearing jeans and a hoodie, no make up, hair down as usual, so I could have looked a few years younger, but not that much. ...Hmm... Maybe it wasn't that I looked that much younger. Maybe, he thought I looked old enough to be flattered that he thought I needed to be carded.