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Saturday, December 6, 2008

Gee, where does the time go?

Hmmmm.... where did I leave off ???

Lets see.. this week has been about normal. On Monday night BR called me. Told me he needed some head cold meds. So I dug those out, the only 4 I could find... that is 30 minutes of my life lost in a cabinet from hell with NO organization, that I will NEVER get back, I laid them on the bar where he stacks all his crap, and tried to pick up the house some.

Tuesday I went to town and got some groceries. Not alot, cause I was running so late. I had went by the school for a meeting, to check in some merchandise I had bought for the school Christmas store, and had to stick around town till another meeting that evening. I got my hair cut and picked up the boys from school and got theirs cut. I also went to walgreens and mopped up. I almost cried
Like I said, I need a whole bill of groceries, but didnt get out of my 2nd PTA meeting till well after 8, and mother was about to get whooped by Bow, I got some milk and bread and then remembered needing sudafed. So I had to trek all the way back through walmart with both boys to fetch it. And since some simple minded crackhead has fiqured out how to make crack out of sudafed, I had to show my drivers licence. I handed it over. Unfortunatly, it was my OLD licence. So I wasnt allowed to buy them. Come to find out, since now we have to hand over our drivers licences to get into the school, I am bad about putting it in my back pocket, Because I am not toting a purse right now. I never do when I am dealing with a diaper bag. THEN, when I get home, I am bad about throwing it on top of my dresser, and not putting it back in my wallet. (mostly cause my wallet stays in my truck). Well that morning I had picked up the wrong one and stuck it in my pocket. I got some other meds, that apparently you cant make crack out of, since you can be an illegal driver and still get them.

Once I got home I was able to talk to BR. We hadnt been able to catch each other all day and had played phone tag. He told me he was REALLY hurting, and to be sure and put him some more meds out. Later he called me and told me to make him a Dr appt in Lufkin the next morning. So he must really be feeling bad. He even came home early at 1:30.

This was how I started out my Wend. by making him an appointment. He woke up pretty early and the side of his head was swole up so bad that his eye was purt near closed. He had complained about a slight split on the inside edge of his nose, but we just atributed it to the cold air and such. I fiqured he needed an anitbiotic.

so at 1:30 we were at the Dr office. We were just going to get the dope and leave so BR could go to work. And the Dr decided it was a staph infection in his sinus cavity. Not what we wanted to hear. SO, he gave BR a steriod shot and 2 weeks worth of antibiotics. and a direct order to NOT take more than 8 tylonal or 12 advil a day. BR takes 5-7 at a time. we were to go back on Tuesday of next week. SO we went to Sams to fill the script. We managed to not spend any money.

From the time we leave there, until the next day when I bring him back, he says the pain is unbearable. From all the pushing and proding is what I fiqure. But it is so bad he swears that it feels like something is trying to push his teeth plumb out of his head. So I called and asked for some pain pills. They wanted to see him again. In we went. Now mind you this is a pert near 100 mile round trip. Another steriod shot and a script for pain meds. Plus directions for advil every 4 hours. we went to Sams to fill the script. I wanted to look for a few diet foods. The Dr had said that he should be on a 1800 calorie a day diet. the 2300 a day I was doing was not working.
I spent 130.00. By the time we left BR said the pain was twice as bad as yesterday.
When we got home I had lots of chores to do then at almost 9, the other PTA lady called me and went down her list for tomorrows presentation of the candle fundraiser winners. I asked her if I was supposed to have done anything. Nothing except made up the 'bulldog bucks' for the winners of the name the store competion, and the random drawing.
OH HELL. so I was up till 3am making those up. THey turned out cute. I did ones and fives. I scanned them in and erased wording and the presidents pictures. Put in a pic of a bulldog, and made up words and such.
Friday I had to get up and get the kids ready for school then get ready myself. I had a funeral and erronds to run, so I went ahead and dressed for the funeral. I had to be at the school at 8:30 for the fundraiser presentation and the announcement of the Christmas Shop winner. We did that first.
Both of us went up and she announced while I presented. She started by saying the grade of the winner. 3rd. Then the homeroom class. Then called out the name. Jingle Bell Junction. Matt was excited cause it was his grade. And his class. Then he recognized the name. Then she called OUT his name! He was so excited. He just turned to the kid beside him and started talking. We had to call him up. He came up in front of the school.
She and I had went through the names submited for over an hour. There were lots of duplicates. Then we had narrowed it down. There was few criteria. Nothing we had ever called it before, nothing too long, It had to be sorta unoffensive, and original. If there was a list of lots of names, from any one kid and we couldnt decide on any, we took the kids name off of it and took it to a secretary. She went through and picked them out. She picked a few off the lists we took her for the short list. And two of Matts made the list. and Two of Bretts. We also enlisted help on going through the other names. Then we listed the 10 top names and
sent the list around to all the teachers. Jingle Bell Junction had gotten 17 votes. ANd Elf Emporium had gotten 14. There were about 40 votes all together. We gave out the grand prize of a Wii and to the top 3 sellers of all grades. Then I had to go and check in 3 boxes worth of merchandise for the store.

Once I was done there I went to Walgreens and got a
decent deal But I had to go to a funeral of a man I had known for years. At first it was funny when people just stared at me and didnt recognize me. Then I started to get a complex. Especially when my grandfather just looked right past me. There were only a few people that recognized me. And that was people that hadnt seen me in at least 15 years. Those that see me on a regular basis were amazed. Even at the school people kept commenting on how nice I looked. Maybe I should wear something other than jeans and Tshirts more often.

SInce the funeral was about 30 minutes from town I didnt get back to walmart till late and it was another all day event. Keeping me from getting home till well after 6. BR said that he was hurting worse. And hadnt ate all day because he couldnt stand up long enough to make himself anything. Concidering there was chili in the fridge, lots of stuff that just required a microwave and sandwich stuff, this didnt sound good. He could have had a meal in less than a minute if he was really desperate, but couldnt get up and do it. So I tried to feed him, pay attention to Bow, who was excited to see me after being with out me all day and kinda pick up the kitchen.

The kids promised to help me clean on Saturday. we have GOT to clean the house. My dad is coming on Wend for Bretts party. I have to get the tree up, Laundry is piled to the ceiling, the kitchen is stacked iwth dishes and groceries that need putting up. Its just awful. But they swore, come Saturday morning they would help me. So everyone went to bed and we got up Saturday morning. The first thing BR said when my feet hit the floor was "whats for Breakfast?" I could have killed him. But I was nice, before I even got my Dr Pepper, I cooked him bacon and eggs. I did feel sorry for him, because even once I fixed him something to eat yesterday he felt too bad to eat it. I very seldom cook breakfast. for one, the kids would rather have cereal, and for 2. I dont like to. I have to cook every other meal. there isno sense in complicating life more. While I was suffering with no morning nicotine OR caffine and cooking breakfast for my loving family, the kids were whining cause I was ruining one of the two days a week they get cereal. Not what I want to wake up to. But I made the food and was even nice to them. then I started to clean.

I started in on them to help me. BR wasnt getting any better and although I explained to the kids, with the aid of a calender, that this was The ONLY time I had to get a tree up for the rest of the month, they just ignored me. Then around one BR said he had to go to the ER. His doctor is closed today.

SO I loaded him up, took the kids to my moms and off we went. I told them then that we had until tomorrow to help me get the house clean. AND to finish BRetts project, AND to get the tree UP. not just strowed across the room, BUT UP. They swore as soon as I got home they would help me. I told them that if there was no tree, santa WOULD NOT come to our house. It would be differnt if it wasnt mostly THEIR crap in the living room. and the kitchen. They have more toys in the floor of the kitchen, and shoes, and other crap, than I have kitchen stuff.
I dont think they belive me.
BR and I got to the ER at 2:30. By 3 we were in a room. They decided he needed a very strong antibiotic, cause there is a sinus cavity or vein or something that goes into the brain, and if it gets infected it can be VERY bad. BUT this antibiotic had to be given by IV and it took over 2 hours to give it. So we sat and watched a ball game. His sister came down and visited us. She works at that hospital. She said it was about the most powerful antibitic avalible. The Dr said he should start to feel better and to call our Dr on monday and let them know what we did. Then, told him if he dosent get better to come back tomorrow. I had to call BR's boss and tell him that he is still sick. This makes 4 days he hasnt been able to work. I told him if it went much longer I might show up with MY CDL and drive for him. He laughed. But I think I scared him... And its not a bad idea...

We got out of there after 5 hours, and I got to my moms to get the kids and they were all begging me to stay there. They were doing HER tree. I said fine. and reminded them of my schedule for the next 3 weeks. and that if a tree didnt get put up here tomorrow, Santa wasnt coming. which is fine with me, I cant afford him anyway.

Next Wend is pictures with Santa at school, I have to be there. My dad comes in that day too. Thursday I am supposed to help with handing out the pics, but probebly wont. But Friday, I DO have to go in for a few hours and fix up the store, lay out all the merchandise. I also have to make Bretts cake. And then Saturday is his party. Monday starts the Jingle Bell Junction store, thats all day all week. Thursday is the last day and thats when we have class parites, so I will have to make snacks for each kids class. And then pack up the store. Friday is the last day before break and that weekend will be the 20th. I plan on doing my Christmas baking to take to everyones house for those next few days. Plus I refuse to bust my ass for hours to put a tree for 3 days enjoyment. I dont think they realize just how much time and energy goes into cleaning and putting up the tree. And they have to get their room picked up. YOu cant walk into it. And thats is where my dad sleeps. It HAS to be done. Even if it means they stay up all night doing it.

Speakin of which, its been a long day, and its nigh on 2. I think I will try to get some sleep so I can start again at 6am. I HAVE to find my sink in the kitchen. I just HAVE to.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Think, thunk, thought.... Huh?

42 times. in a 63 minute period.

I heard mom sooo much today that I decided to count. I started at 2:18. by 3:21 I had heard mom 42 times. from one kid.

and it wasnt all whining. It was just inane talking. she didnt have anything to say, she just wanted to say something.

And some of the conversations were.... interesting.

I started something new today. A friend of mine told me that she has a 'favorite' kid each day. One that is especially helpful, or just sweet. She will tell them they are her favorite for the day and let the others know it too. It seems to promote them trying harder to BE her favorite.

So today Rayley got to be my favorite. It was between her and Bow and he was agervating the living daylights out of me. BUT she did do good. I asked her to pick up a few things in her room. She started out by whining and crying and blah blah blah. Then I convinced her that I didnt want her to clean it spotless, just pick up a few things. She still resisted. and I explained that tomorow I planned to go to town, Bow was going to Mothers. She could do one of two things. pick up a little now, and get to go to mothers tomorrow, OR refuse, get her butt busted, THEN pick up the room and NOT go to mothers tomorrow. She opted to pick up a little.

about 10 minutes later she came back in the kitchen where I was cleaning and told me that she had picked up alot. I went and looked and she had. So I made her my favorite.

At one point she came out with a barbie purse. She told me that it could be her lunch box when she went to school next year. I said that it sure could be.
"and then, when I get to school I am going to put it on my shoulder like this"
"and walk down the hallway"
"and then, some boy is going to see my pretty blonde hair and want to be my boyfriend"
"and I will have to tell him that he can be my monday boyfriend. Incase I get another for Thursday"

SO I told her "Your only allowed one boyfriend at a time Rayley. Its mean to have more than one boy that you call your boyfriend."
"well, in that case, On Monday I will have a boyfriend, break up with him, and then Thursday I will get a new one, then break up with him for my Sunday boyfriend."

"you sure you can handle all them boyfriends?"
"well sure I can, You handle 3 boys, 4 if you count dad, all the time, and its not like I am gona bring them home with me. Unless they want to clean my room"

She scares me. Bombs, and homemade weapons aside, this is the kid that scares me the most.

Another conversation was
"mom, maybe tomorrow I can go to marmies, then the otherday after that maybe I can go to meme's-- if my room is still clean, which we KNOW will never happen... Stupid boys... that means the boys will have to stay away from it. which means they are going to cry, I just hate it when they are drama queens, so when it gets to be the other day after tomorrow can I go to school? When are you going to cook supper, cause I think I am starvin plumb to death. and I just cant hear the TV can you turn it up? (ironically, it was a commercial for the loud and clear hearing thingy..) Mom, do you hear me, I wana hear this commercial. So, when will the boys be home? I miss them. I wana play with them. Can we go outside? what degrees is it outside? when will daddy wake up? (I kid y'all not, I was trying to blog, cause she was watching a movie, she came in here and started this, so I am typing as she talks...) mom, what rhymes with TV? VCR? or dragon, or computer? Does mom and marmie rhyme? does Brett and Bow rhyme? why did you name Brett Brett? Mom, do you know how big around I am? I am this many around. see. Bow is just a little baby. when will he be big as me? Can he talk yet and just doesnt cause he thinks its funny? like when Matt pouts? The boys are stupid, I dont know why boys are stupid, but they are. I'll be glad to go to school and meet normal boys. Why is Bow crying? Do you think his head hurts? wonder what is wrong with him. Why did you turn off the TV? you didnt want to watch it? Mom, Mom, MOm, are you hearing me?

At this point I had to tell her to please, PLEASE, stop talking. for just a second.
SO I heard "how long is a second?"


I will be glad when the boys get home. It would be nice to send her outside. Of course they will have lots of homework to do, so I doubt they get to go and play today. which is sad. Aside from it being a little chilly out there (53 right now), its a pretty day. and they need all the sunshine they can get.


Once the kids came in we visited for a while. Brett said it was Great to be back in class and he had no problems. Matt said his class acted like he was a new kid and wouldnt play with him. I never knew boys were so ..... girlish.. I swear, I really thought only girls did the 'she's my friend today and we hate you' crap. But no, boys do it worse. heck, I always thought that boys just went out and were friends with just about everyone. or at least most of them were. But its not so. And Matt is a pretty popular kid. Both of them are. Its sad. honestly. or maybe just agervating. They have alot of phone calls (I didnt even USE a phone till I was in like 5th grade...), always get invited to parties, and we never go anywhere that people are not shouting out their names, and hollerin "hey dude!" and "whas up man!" Its kinda cute.

Both of them have HUGE projects due this month. BRett has a week, Matt has 2. Brett has to do a timeline. of anything or anyone he wants to do it on. He picked Bow. LOL He doesnt have huge ambition.. LOL A timeline for a year old. we will have to do a 'milestone' a month to make it worth our while..

Matt has to do the solar system. I hated this when Brett did it last year. We busted our butts and he did a great job. I printed out pictures of the planets and he colored them perfectly, we hung them in a shadow box and labled them, put the miles, and they were even to size. OHHHH and we wrapped the box in black tissue paper and then I bought him some glitter spray and he sprayed it for the stars, and the sun was made of red and orange tissue. It was really good. it took him a really long time. So, When I got to the school and looked at some of the others, I was both impressed and appalled. Some of them were out of this world. (no pun intended), Of course there was also the ones where the kids drew 9 circles on a peice of poster board, labled them, and colored them half assed, and made a 100 too. It was disheartning. I am just not big on effort not getting you a little more. Mean and rude and harsh, I know. But I am old and set in my ways.

Oh and tomorrow I have to find out if the boys teachers still have their snack tickets. the PTA buys the A and AB honor roll kids a snack ticket every six weeks. Well I KNOW that the PTA spent the cash on the tickets, so I have to make sure that they get them. I am certain that Bretts does have his, but Matt still has asemi permenent sub and he hasnt been in that class much since she came in, so his might have disapeared. Plus, the boys are embarressed to ask for the tickets. They dont want the teacher to say outloud "KIDS WHO GET SENT TO ISS DONT GET SNACKS" I really really dont belive that they would. But you know how kids imaginations are.

I have a full day tomorrow. I have that PTA meeting in the morning. Then grocery shopping all day, and then walgreens and I have to go and do some other stuff. Then I have another PTA meeting. I havent done my deals (matched what I need to the coupons I have and the sales there are..) and this is more time consuming than one would think. I havent even made a list of what I flippin need... I also have to make some adjustments to the bylaws for the PTA. we are looking to change a few things, and I have to get some rough drafts on some amendments. So we can vote on them. Then I will have to come home and redo the bylaws. THANK GOD for word... and there are a few other things I need to do. But honestly, I didnt write them down and now I cant remember what they were.. I have GOT to write everything down. Or I forget it. And even when I write things down I dont always do them. I still have a note on my truck window (write them in dry erase marker, ) to go and buy stamps from 3 weeks ago... And its RIGHT there on the front windshield.

Tonight I let the kids watch Shrek the Halls and the grinch. I LOVE Christmas. I cant wait to put up the tree. I just dont really want to do it with Bow around. LOL

oh and I found and went through the names the kids submited for the holiday store at the school this year. (honestly, this is my favorite thing of Christmas aside from my own kids. that christmas store is my baby!!) But we havent had a good name for it, so we opened it up for a contest. Since my kids were in ISS That week they did their lists at home, and then they rewrote them. (Thank GOD! LOL some of it was hard to read)

SO, here are their lists, with their spelling (gee, wonder where they got it from)

Christmas Fun Shop
Poinsetta Place
Evergreen Lane
Santa's Sleighshop
Santa's Reindeershop
Deck the halls-mart
Elf's R us
Santa's mystic Shop
Silver bells jungle bells shop
candy cane lane
ginger bread square
ginger bread gifts
mistleto squarie
Donners' Drive in
Dancer and prncers icecicle lane
Peir 25 ( get it.. Pier 1)
Mrs Clause Mertile (mercantile)
Clause country store
Frosties winter shop
Ukon's toy shack (Yukon Cornielious. you know who this is.. just think REAL hard.. seriously? stumped?? come on... OH LORD .. the prospector on Ruldolph.....)

And Matts

North Pole novelilties
Santas Bag of Toys
Rudolphs whonderland
Santa's toyhouse
Paws and Hoofs
Christmas Eve Gift (family tradition, ask an old person.. they might know)
Santa's Mystery shop
Joy for a toy
Jingle Bells junction
Mistletoe Lane
Blitsens Boutique
Mrs Clause litt (le) corner
Santa's superet (tte)
Garland and Bows
elf imporium
Hermies House of toys (please tell me you know Who HERMIE is.. PLEASE!!!!)
Noel Shop
Santa's gift shop.

The board will vote tomorrow. and if any of my kids end up on the short list I will refrain from voting. Unless there are only 3 of us there. Then I will withdraw my kids entries.

Of course, had they been able to do it at school like the other kids, I would not even know the ones they picked and would in no way be biased.

I dont know how many entires there were turned in. But guess I will find out tomorrow. Heck, all this worrying might be for nothing. theirs might not even make the short list.

I guess I better get all my ducks in a row. I need to order the kids a present too, before its too late to get it here for Christmas. I still dont know what I am going o get them. I just dont know... what I really want to get them we cant afford, and I just dont know what else to do..

I really wanted to get them bows. But the nice inexpensive ones that we picked out are too toyish for them. And there is no middle ground. the next price range jumps from less than 100 to well over 2 and almost 3. So that is a NOGO this year.. LOL

Just what I need, to have to think about it... Like I need one more cotten picken thing to think about...

Sunday, November 30, 2008

a snappy title eludes me...

well, Hasim Rahman is doing much better. (if you dont get this refrence, you dont watch alot of boxing it was him vs holyfield in the summer of 01 He swole up like you wouldnt belive they had to stop the fight..)

By the next day the swelling had went way down, thanks, I am sure, in part to the cut that bled like a stuck hog.

I spent today in Lufkin at Kmart. It was Super Doubles, they were doubilin coupons up to 2.00.

I got 227.21 worth of stuff for 55.60. I didnt do bad, but didnt get to get alot of the stuff I wanted. I forgot about trying to find some of the grocery items. And most of the free's were already gone.

My mom had kept the brats, and Martha and I went. She was regretting saying she would go with me once we were in the 3rd hour. Of course had we been able to check out at that point all would have been fine. BUT we rang up all 76 items, then she screwed up the coupons. It was awful. She kept having to call over the Assiant manager. Finally the Assistant manager got rude and I told her to just void it all and redo it. So we did. At first the cashier was not very nice. Talking crap to the one behind me about having to work during this. I was nice, and tried to help her as much as I could. We were in the check out line for over an hour. And there were only 2 open. To top it off, the cashier behind me was running her head about 'someone be gettin in my lines with all thems croupons and I just gona haves to tell thems to go on to customers service, I aint fixin to be doin all that crap. Thats too much work, I dint sign on for alls this' Her next customer had 23 coupons, and wouldnt let her gyp her out of the doubles either. And when a manager was called she was told to drop the attitude and shape up. Right there in front of us, cause she was talking smack to even the manager. After that our cashier was real nice. I managed a 75.5% savings, so it was well worth it.

I also got some barbies for 2.99 and matchbox cars for the same price. I was happy with that. I got like 6 barbies, an uno game and 3 sets of 5 MB cars for about 29.00. Since they were 5.99, 6.49 and 5.49 respectivly I fiqure I did a pretty good job.

By the time we left our stomaches thought our throats had been cut, so we went to Jack in the Box. After about 20 minutes in line, We ordered and finally got up to pay and get our food. And there was a picture of this mini chocolate cake. Chocolate overload is what they called it I think. If you are ever in a hurry, having to get a quick bite and choose Jack in the box, I am going to suggest that if you see this advertisement you run as fast as you can from it. We didnt. I was looking at it, thinking (like the last few times I saw it) how good it looked. and Martha piped up and said "that cake sure looks good" So I heard myself asking the cashier "Is it too late to add on 2 of them cakes?" "no, it will be 3.56." and so we got them. I ate my hamburger and curley fries. (I LOVE their curley fries) and was pretty full. After we stoped and I picked up some bread, I came out and decided to eat the cake. I didnt want to bring it home. For fear BR or one of the kids saw it and asked where theirs was, or worse, expected me to share it. So I told Martha that I was gona take a bite or two and she could have the rest. She was also saving hers till she got home. I took one bite and imediatly put it right back in its cute little container. I didnt even lick the fork. Because I knew, right then and there that this was something that I would have to eat while alone. with no distractions, and leisurly. I brought it home, hid it and waited until BR had left for work, and the kids were asleep and I snuck into the kitchen, got a tall glass of milk and came in and sat down. I turned down the TV. and just savored every bite. It was NOT near big enough. And Jack in the Box is WAAYY too far away for me to get another just because I am wanting it so badly. So, again, let me say, RUN, DONT accept the tempation. YOu will regret it, when you are sitting there, with just a hint of the taste left in your mouth and the occasional smell of the fudge from the container lingering in the air (it has little grooves, so you cant lick it all out), take my word on it.

On the way to town Martha and I were talking about the kids. She said that she wasnt sure the boys hadnt been playing with that snake they found at her house behind her truck the other day. Did I tell y'all about that? Seems the boys and Rayley were out playing and came across a grey runner or something. They did go to the houe and get her, then they went and killed it. She said it was awful riled up, and was curled up right behind her truck. But it could have been the dogs had been after it too. They swear the minute Matt stumbled over it they went strait to tell her and get a shovel. Of course she asked "what kind is it?" and they said "I dont know, want us to bring it to you?" She declined. Maybe they learned their lesson last Easter. I doubt it, But we can always hope.

Then we got on the subject of the boys and their foray into less than stellar behavior. She was laughing and said "I might just get them a chemestry set for Christmas"
I said "Oh MY GOD! NO YOU CANT! they really will blow something up then! I did!"
and the cat was out of the bag. I told her that when I was their age I had gotten a chemestry set. and it had lots of chemicals with it. some perfectly safe. Others not so much.. well, I did some of the 'recipies' in there. Then, I got kinda bored. So, I went through the case one more time. and found the "DANGER" book. There was actually a book in there that said "DO NOT add these checmicals together, or with household cleaners, as they can cause bodily harm or property damage" So, like any other normal kid, I made those concoctions too. Nothing ever blew up, But I did have lots of messes, things that would kinda overflow, and there was some dubious and most likely dangerous smoke a time or two. I didnt get into the cleaners as much, just cause I wasnt that type of kid. But since these all came in the same kit, I fiqured they were just being cautious when they said not to do it.

Which reminds me, I have never shown the boys how to make a volcano...

She also talked about Rayley and asked where she got the 'countriness'. I dont have a clue, but I can assure you. this kid is country a cornbread. She has an accent that would make Gomer Pile shake his head. But its a Texas accent, not just southern. ANd she says things that I dont know where she got them from. I fiqure its from the old folks. I have an uncle who says stuff like 'lent' as in "past tense of lean" and 'het up' as in "be careful outside, its hot and you'll get het up real quick and in a hurry' I will admit, I am a little bit country. and when I speak, people KNOW where I am from. I never hear "your from the south" I always hear "what part of Texas are you from?" I use 99% of Jeff Foxworthy's Redneck words, and always have, and have a very recognizable voice. (I was on the radio one night and people that have heard me talk ONCE or TWICE were calling friends of mine to see if that was me! ) But she beats me hands down. We laughed about some of the things she says and how blunt she is. For such a priss pot she has no sense of decorum. But you cant expect much when she is surrounded by boys. I fiqure she will find her balance sooner or later.

Speaking of dogs riling something up, Darla is outside and barking up a storm. She has been at it for nigh on 10 minutes. I reckon I should get the gun and go check, but its awful cold out there. Plus, last time I went out and started to flip over the peice of wood that she was baying I could see some slimyish skin, So I came back in and got the gun. Then went back out, I had to climb up under the house to get to it, and BR had been awoken by me cussin about having no bullets in my varmit gun and such. So, he went out too. I was trying to decide how to flip over the wood, while I was under the house, and get the gun in position to shoot the invading snake. So, he took the gun from me, reached under the house with it and flipped the wood off the biggest scariest toad you have ever seen...
BR asked if I thought I had a big enough bullet to kill it with, maybe I should go in and get a bigger gun, we didnt want to just wound it with the .22. I was not amused.

And it has finally gotten cold here. Maybe that will chase the snakes in. Its 46* at 7pm. Its supposed to be in the mid 30's tonight. And tomorrow might not get out of the 40's either. Its not going to last, but today was quite chilly. Of course when it warms back up the snakes will be back out.

Tomorrow is their first day back in class. I reckon we will see how that goes. And Tuesday I have 2 PTA meetings and they are at 9 in the morning and 5:30 at night. I will just have to stay in town all day. Not sure what all I will get done, but I will have lots of time to kill.