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Mom Hair
So Ned told me the awful truth. He said that I try to dress too young. I suppose it is time that I stop that, right? No more concert t-shirts with ripped neck lines. No more blue eyeliner when the mood strikes. No more jeans with nifty patches. He says I need to start dressing like a 27 year old mother of three ( Read more... ) -
Why Marry Her when you could just Poker
Alright, to all my local home fries, I am in dire need of getting a regular poker game going at my house. I have been playing online and watching the WSP and any other televised game I can find. While sitting and thinking, "How do I get out of this stay at home mom rut without selling my children?" I came up with the following ideas ( Read more... ) -
Never
Okay, tonight I taught the kids to play poker. I am gaga over poker.
First, let me say that I should not be allowed to teach anyone anything ever. Not ever. I am too impatient to teach.
Now, let me say that Trast is a hell of a poker player. That Asperger's Syndrome may be good for something yet. -
My sister
is pregnant.
I am posting that here so I don't forget again. I suck about forgetting things. -
Soba
I am gaga over soba noodles. For the past week I have been munching on this big old bowl of the things. I prepared them like so ( Read more... ) -
Alls right with the world
Kids sleeping peacefully after a family meeting that went well. I have insituted a positive points system that we all benefit from.
Baby Peeps is being beautiful, trying his hardest to crawl.
I am
HAPPY.
Getting ready to attempt sleep without pills. -
Crazy Morning
It actually started yesterday. The craziness, not the morning, though there was a morning yesterday. Oh, let me start over ( Read more... )
