Monday, August 31, 2009
Our Beach Buddies
We're back from the beach and I'm having a hard time adjusting back to normal life. I guess that's how you know you had a good vacation... when you really miss being where you were, with the people you were with. I got a new camera the week before we left, so I took nearly 600 pictures. I'll post some later, after I sort through. Here's one... maybe my favorite.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Happy Birthday Buddha
Happy 4th birthday. I write heartwarming things to you but I do it in a private journal because I fear exposing my emotions. You're my whole world.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Heaven on Earth
How have I lived here for almost 3 years and it was just this past week that I had Hamburger Heaven for the first time!?
It's the Braum's of Birmingham.
It's the Braum's of Birmingham.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
How I traumatized a vet's office
I traumatized an entire veterinarian's office today.
Both kids and I took the big dog to the vet. She is allergic to something and is chewing her paws and needs help. I load us all up and we get there. In the 4 minute drive it took to get there, she sheds at least a pound of hair in my car.
I get us all inside and signed in and we sit down to wait. And then, both of my children go nuts. Loud, not listening, ignoring me, just plain being obnoxious. Add to that the big dog wants to sit ON the chair with me because she's scared. So I'm shoving her off of me, trying to control 2 small children who are not behaving, and truly starting to sweat.. and then Cam starts crawling around on the DISGUSTING floor pretending she's a dog... barking, panting, etc. She is a thumbsucker, so this is even more horrible than a normal gross encounter.
Finally we get to the room and both kids are now wanting to hold the leash. I subdue them enough for the vet to do his thing. Then he's talking to me about the meds he's giving the dog, etc and my kids literally start going crazy. They are now in a full on fight over the leash. Buddha starts stomping and throwing a fit like he used to do when he was 2. Cam starts wailing and screaming. I look at the doctor and start laughing hysterically and say "Just please give me the medicine and let me leave!!"
He thankfully laughs and tells me about his own kids. Then he goes into the back to get the pills and I hear him laughing through the paper thin walls "You guys should see this poor lady in room 1 with 2 kids and her dog!" He didn't say it in a mean way, or I would have cried.
We came home and they were much better, but naptime came early today.
Both kids and I took the big dog to the vet. She is allergic to something and is chewing her paws and needs help. I load us all up and we get there. In the 4 minute drive it took to get there, she sheds at least a pound of hair in my car.
I get us all inside and signed in and we sit down to wait. And then, both of my children go nuts. Loud, not listening, ignoring me, just plain being obnoxious. Add to that the big dog wants to sit ON the chair with me because she's scared. So I'm shoving her off of me, trying to control 2 small children who are not behaving, and truly starting to sweat.. and then Cam starts crawling around on the DISGUSTING floor pretending she's a dog... barking, panting, etc. She is a thumbsucker, so this is even more horrible than a normal gross encounter.
Finally we get to the room and both kids are now wanting to hold the leash. I subdue them enough for the vet to do his thing. Then he's talking to me about the meds he's giving the dog, etc and my kids literally start going crazy. They are now in a full on fight over the leash. Buddha starts stomping and throwing a fit like he used to do when he was 2. Cam starts wailing and screaming. I look at the doctor and start laughing hysterically and say "Just please give me the medicine and let me leave!!"
He thankfully laughs and tells me about his own kids. Then he goes into the back to get the pills and I hear him laughing through the paper thin walls "You guys should see this poor lady in room 1 with 2 kids and her dog!" He didn't say it in a mean way, or I would have cried.
We came home and they were much better, but naptime came early today.
Birthday time!
The Buddha is turning 4 years old Saturday, I can't even believe it! We had his party last weekend and he was literally the happiest boy on Earth. We had it at a local pizza place where we reserved the game room and then packed it full of our wonderful family and friends. There wasn't much room to spare, but the pizza was delicious, the kids were having a blast, and the cupcakes were sinfully divine.
Thanks everyone for coming! No matter what Buddha said, it is YOU GUYS (not the presents) that matter most!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
T-bones at Waffle House
I love odd things about my husband. He has quirks that make life interesting. One of them is when he goes out, he always comes in and wakes me up talking incoherently about some little part of the night's events. Usually I ask him the next day and he has no idea, or he just won't tell me in an effort to maintain man-code.
This morning at approximately 5:22am, he stumbled into our bedroom more intoxicated than I've seen him in a while. He YELLED something like this: "T-bone steak... waffle house... gay bar..."
That? Is just plain interesting, no doubt about it.
Most wives would be concerned at the gay bar part. I, am comforted. We have a fabulously gay dynamic duo and those are hard to find in the deep south. In a way, I think Husband heading to the gay bar with our gay friends is a show of support for a lifestyle that deserves to be supported.
So I let him sleep in, because in my eyes, he's teaching our kids how to be open-minded and loving and supportive. These are my rose colored glasses, for sure. Otherwise I would see him getting superdrunk at midnight, heading to the gay bar because he has no idea what's going on, then ordering GASP a t-bone steak at a Waffle House, where he has a regular waitress who is on a first name basis with him. That is not nearly as nice as what is in my head. My glass is half full.
This morning at approximately 5:22am, he stumbled into our bedroom more intoxicated than I've seen him in a while. He YELLED something like this: "T-bone steak... waffle house... gay bar..."
That? Is just plain interesting, no doubt about it.
Most wives would be concerned at the gay bar part. I, am comforted. We have a fabulously gay dynamic duo and those are hard to find in the deep south. In a way, I think Husband heading to the gay bar with our gay friends is a show of support for a lifestyle that deserves to be supported.
So I let him sleep in, because in my eyes, he's teaching our kids how to be open-minded and loving and supportive. These are my rose colored glasses, for sure. Otherwise I would see him getting superdrunk at midnight, heading to the gay bar because he has no idea what's going on, then ordering GASP a t-bone steak at a Waffle House, where he has a regular waitress who is on a first name basis with him. That is not nearly as nice as what is in my head. My glass is half full.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Why can't I stop watching the Real World?
They're in Cancun now... and all idiots. One specific idiot, Jonna, is infuriating.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Halloween 2009
Last year Buddha wanted to be a garbage truck for halloween. Actually, he also wanted to be a garbage truck when he grew up. Not a driver, the actual truck. So Husband and I crafted him a costume.
This year, he's already talking about what he wants to be. And I'm freaking out about how to build it. He wants to be a knuckleboom loader. My dad is a logger and has passed down some of his truck love to the kiddo. My son... knows EVERY truck on earth. He's a truck savant! So now I just need to get started on making him a knuckleboom... here's what it is:
This year, he's already talking about what he wants to be. And I'm freaking out about how to build it. He wants to be a knuckleboom loader. My dad is a logger and has passed down some of his truck love to the kiddo. My son... knows EVERY truck on earth. He's a truck savant! So now I just need to get started on making him a knuckleboom... here's what it is:
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