Cha-Ching!!!

Woo-Hoo!!! Saints are 5-0!!! Time to break out your cha-ching t-shirts! (I know you saved them!)

Yesterday BB went on a Girl Scout field trip - I think it was called a Heritage Journey or something. She got to go to the Cabildo, which is cool - I've never been but it's one of the places I'd love to see.

On the drive home:
BB: How old will I be in 11 years?
Me: You're 8 now, plus 11 years - do the math.
BB: Oh, I'll be 19. Cool! (pause) You'll probably be dead.
Me: (in my head) I love my kids, I love my kids, I love my kids!!!

I'm getting excited about Halloween. Usually as Halloween approaches I get sad and moody. I wrote a post about it but haven't decided if I'm willing to share. This year I'm actually looking forward to Halloween. I know this is going to sound crazy and self-centered but this year especially I think fate took pity on me and set this up. Will I forget? No. But I think it's going to be a good day - Charlaine Harris and H1/SIL(H) - what's not to be excited about?

Howdy Y'all

I've been thinking about how people speak. Specifically, how Southerners speak; how we turn a one-syllable word into multiple syllables. You know - stretch it out reeeeaaaallll long. And then we add an extra syllable. Words like these, when you live in the South, have 2 syllables:
down: day-own
yeah: yea-ah
there: they-yer
now: nay -yow
boy: bow-wee
will: wee-il

When Molly wants Ian and she's playing around, she'll call him, and it sounds like this: "Haaaayyy Bow-eeeee!" (trust me, coming from a 3-year-old it's pretty adorable)

I think this is a Southern thing, not just a New Orleans thing. Although, now that people move around the country so much, I do wonder if it's everywhere now? Like, I think Y'all used to be southern but is pretty common now, isn't it? Maybe we all just have one American accent?

I told J I wanted to move to England so we could pick up sexy British accents but he told me we were too old. Really? You can be too old to pick up an accent? Does that mean I'm stuck with this one forever? 'Cause I was counting on picking up a Scottish accent after we retire!

TMI

Hmmm...this medicine is making my urine smell like spearmint.

I feel like one of the Doublemint twins.

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Cough Syrup and Diet Coke do not constitute a healthy breakfast.

I went to the doctor yesterday. He looked, he listened, he prescribed.

I get to the pharmacy and hand over the Rx, and read while I wait patiently for my miracle cure. I start to get funny feeling when the pharmacist calls me over and says "Ms. S, let's you and me talk a bit about your insurance." What can possibly be the problem, I have a national insurance, let's call it Green (Plus Sign). Well, my co-pay for 20 pills is almost $140!!!!! I can't even imagine what it would have been without insurance! So, I call my doctor and tell them there must be some way for me to get better while still splurging on luxuries like electricity and feeding my kids *insert eye roll here*. So yeah, I ended up with something different, but really - $140 for 10 days' worth of drugs? Not even pain killers or muscle relaxers - at least with those I could sell the leftovers and recoup my losses (kidding!! really!!). Unreal.

cough, wheeze, groan

Yes, I'm still here. Barely alive, but here. After the kids were sick for two weekends in a row, apparently it's my turn. I think it started out as just allergies, but now I think I'm really sick - You know I don't feel good when I've gone to bed at 8:00 three nights in a row!

BB was really good and let me sleep in a bit on Saturday morning, and Mom was kind enough to attend the mandatory parent's meeting for Ian's Confirmation class this morning. Oh, by the way, Ian's Confirmation is October 22 at 7pm at HNM - family (that includes you Mexxican) please mark your calendars accordingly.

Oh, and BB has decided she wants a Quinceañera. I don't even know where to go with that. I tried to tell her she needs to be Latina, but I don't think she cares.

That's all I've got.

Daddy's Girl

Lookie, lookie how sweet my Dad is - he made this for me! (original post here)

My picture is kind of small but if you click on it you can see their pink gloves and stuff...

Thanks Pops - you're the most awesomest Dad evah!!!

Guns and Ammo

I'm reading a book, and the security guy tells the heroine the bad guys have guns, probably handguns, probably a forty-five, they prefer the nineteen eleven.

Me: J - What kind of gun is a nineteen eleven?
J: A forty five.
Me: But doesn't it have some sort of cute name?
J: Yeah, a nineteen eleven.

Okay then.

A rose by any other name....

What an awesome weekend! Even though BB has been sick (she missed school Friday and has had fever ranging from 100 - 103.8 over the last three days) it was a good weekend for me. I got a TON of stuff done - housecleaning (see previous post), got all the furniture in and the old furniture out, went to the jewelers to pick up my ring (!), went to a new used book store, hit Walmart four (yes four) times, won some books off the internet, organized/paid bills, and other stuff I can't think of. Oh - and I cooked - twice! As in actual raw meat and a stove were involved. And....people ate it and didn't die!

Molly loves her big-girl bed. She took her naps and went to sleep with just a little trouble. She did say she wanted to sleep in her crib but changed her mind. BB gave Molly the bed steps she had in her room because the bed is a bit too high for her to climb on. This morning she figured out she could climb out of bed herself (she did holler "Mom, can I get out of bed?" so sweet!)

Saints are 4-0 and LSU is 5-0!! Whooo-hooo!!! And did you see all the pink on the football players today - that was pretty awesome. J says it's because football players love boobies. Whatev. But here's my question. LSU's stadium is called Death Valley. That's pretty imposing. And since they're an awesome team, it usually does mean death for their opponents. Do any other college teams have as cool a name for their stadium as LSU does?

OCD/WTF?!

The furniture guys (I assume they're guys, I don't mean to be sexist but I've never had a female delivery person) are coming tomorrow to deliver a dresser to BB's room and a bed/dresser to Molly's room.

Here's what I did in preparation:
1. Moved furniture from areas where new furniture will go.
2. Vaccuumed all rugs.
3. Swept floor of entire house.
4. Cleaned bathrooms (in case they have to use it).
5. Cleaned dining room (they'll have to walk past it).
6. Cleaned kitchen (in case they need a drink).
7. Picked up all toys.
8. Cleaned living room (they will walk through it), including dusting, and polished coffee table.

9. Made Ian pick up his room.

The only room I didn't touch was my bedroom b/c it's pretty tidy all the time. Why, why do I do this to myself? They're not going to care, but I will. Don't they make some sort of medication for this? I'm not sure if I'm joking.

Please pass the soap.

On my morning drive today, someone did something in traffic that irritated me immensely (Really? Who'd have thought?). So I yelled "OOOHHH - YOU IGNORANT FUCKER!"

Then remembered the kids were still in the car with me.

Me (much more subdued): I mean, Ooohhh - you stupid idiot!

Bridget (age 8): It's okay Mom, just let it all out.