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It was just a dream ...

My friend June Cleaver is in the tail end of a kitchen remodel. It is divine. The cabinets are hand made, the island is enormous and the details are impeccable! She is thrilled and I am so excited for her. She found an amazing cabinet guy and he literally made the cabinets after looking at photos she showed him and sharing with him all the great ideas she had.

Last night I had a dream. We decided to redo our kitchen. We had gutted it and were just starting construction. Now keep in mind she and I have the exact same house. Same floor plan. Pretty much identical!

She hired a well known cabinet guy ... I hired Tina my UPS driver.

What the hell was I thinking?



Hello lover!

Found these today at Nordstrom's ... this will be my present to myself once the house is decorated, the gifts are bought and the shopping is done!

Hold on babies ... I will be back for you!


Christmas is in the air ...

( photo courtesy of Martha Stewart)

I love this time of year ... the couple of weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas is the best! We have eaten turkey and dressing (at least some of us ... not me!) and the Christmas shopping has started! What could be more fun ...

How about the decorating and the wrapping???? Oh, I just love it. Last year I started wrapping each person's gifts in their own paper and then leaving off the names under the tree. The kids always try and guess whose paper is whose ... but I can be sneaky! You just never know who will be getting the plaid paper and who will be getting the pink and green trees.
I have all the makings for trees for each of the kids' trees. Little Lawyer's will be a mixture of plaid, Little Mister's vintage Santas and red bows and Babycakes is complete pink and green from tip to trunk. She will LOVE it!
I found the photo above on I have the vintage ornament wreath and now I just need a live cedar wreath to finish it off. Thoughts?
Stay tuned ... the Lawyer house is under a pink, green and red transformation ...




Guess I won't be seeing these under my Christmas tree ... but who knew we would buy each other the same exact gift ... I tried all night to convince her to rebuy them for me. I even promised to act surprised when I opened them. All I got was ...
"O ... helllll no!"


Casanova ...

The boys are so funny about girls. Little Lawyer will be 12 on Tuesday and is still clueless that girls are worth checking out. I love it. He is totally focused on hanging with his friends, playing basketball and working on his grades. His best friend in preschool was a girl and I loved how they just hung and played together. One day he will realize she is a true gem but until then he loves to hang out.

Little Mister is totally different. He is a lover. He is a softie for a girl with yellow hair. He is smooth and seems to prefer older girls. Last year he spent the time waiting for the bus hanging with the fourth and fifth grade girls. One day he will be Little Lawyer's wing man.

He has always had tons of girl friends and now has a "girl friend". Her name is Juliet and she is too cute for words. This afternoon he decided to write her a love note. Totally his idea and the spelling is a little off ...

It says ...

Hi Jooleet! I love you so much and I wood love to kiss you. How bout wednesday?

Too frickin cute ... but my favorite was Little Lawyer's comment ... "Why would he be writing a
letter to a girl? What is he thinking?"



The day is looking up ...

I just stole coffee from June Cleaver's house and it is awesome ...

The day is looking better!

Cold, hard morning!

Sad day. Hazel is gone and this morning it was a rude awakening. Every day for the last five days I wake up at 6:30 am to my children dressed, beds made and every one in a great mood. Today ... it was me ... solo! Lawyer rolled over and said ... it is time to get up, Hazel has gone home!

As a mother those are harsh words. Really ... my wife went home? The woman who has cared for me all week had something better to do? The nerve! She is so on top of things that she washed the clothes I laid out for the next day. Not kidding ... I laid out an outfit the night before to do a trunk show at Clemsongirl's house and the next morning the clothes were gone. Washed and folded in the laundry basket. Not that they were dirty ... I had just taken them out of the closet for the next day, but as she says ... "Clean clothes are put away, not laying around." So there you go.

So today I was all alone and it was rough. Not that the kids were rough but the thought that my loving little mommy that has been my wife all week has left me. And to top it off ... we are out of coffee. I know I am braving the day without my crack. Not gonna be a good one!

I am sad!


Scrubs do a man well ...

I have been to the hospital a lot in the past two months. Little Mister had a sleep study, renal scan, tubes put in yesterday, various bloodwork and today Babycakes went for a chest x ray. My friend around the corner says I need my own parking space. I think I will pass ...

I have made an observation ... men look better dressed in scrubs. Add some scrubs and a lab coat with an embroidered name and you are instantly better looking. Could be I assume you are smart, well educated and high up the pay scale or could be that you just look better. Either way I vote for the scrubs.

Does make my frequent trips more fun ...



When does it get easy?

So Little Mister had tubes put in this morning. He has had problems with fluid and it affects his hearing. A lot. We live with "what?" and "did you say something?" a lot. And it bites. I am just saying.

June Cleaver took Babycakes for the night (she is an angel!) and Little Lawyer got himself up, dressed and off to school. Even chased the naughty dog down the street when he escaped! Easy peasy procedure. Surgery ten minutes, wake up, juice, lots of love ... home and sleep for the day. Or so they say ...

He had an allergic reaction to the Versed they gave him to get rid of the freak outs he was having before the surgery. He decided he no longer wanted to stay to have his ears washed out. Me neither but no one was asking me. Once again ... just saying.

So they took him into surgery ... that was not fun, but he fell asleep quickly ... and then returned Satan. He freaked out so much they had to get the anesthesiologist out of another surgery to consult. If you happened to be at Childrens' this am in recovery I apologize for the scene in room 5. My mom (Hazel) does not do well with stress and lost her shit. Oh yeah ... lost it big time!

After an hour and a half, restraints, me in the bed with him and three consults with the anesthesiologist we were released. He is much better. But for the future ... Versed = Satan!

Just add that to our can not have list. Good news ... Clemsongirl says they sell binders for those kinds of lists.

Thank god for that ... (and her!)


Oh ... that could be a problem!

When packing for Little Lawyer's hunting trip this weekend I noticed his hunting boots were too small. So after inquiring what kind of boots to buy him I headed out to make my purchase. When I delivered him in Anniston my dad informed me the boots would not pass the test. Apparently they were too girly and were not camo enough for hunting camp. Personally I thought they were perfect for the Lands End jeans monogrammed sweater outfit ... but what do I know about fashion? (That is the funny part ... I have the fashion degree!)

So ... he headed off and that was the end of it ... so I thought!

Today after school Little Lawyer says to me ...

"Hey when it gets cold you can wear those boots you bought me ... you and I where the same size."

Pretty good idea ... might need some mulling over ...

Then he adds ... "They are perfect for you ... they are pussy boots."
Me: "Excuse me?"
He repeats the same sentence.
Me: "Come again ..."
Him: "You know, girly ... pussy!"
Me: "Do you mean prissy?"
Him: "Isn't that what I said?"
Me: "No baby and let me tell you why you do not use that word ... "

I am sure he will not make that mistake ... ever again!

Thank you for the small things ...

Or in this case large ones ...

Cuz I was about to flip my lid and send cases of lipstick in protest!

UPS will be sad to lose that business!



Small town America!

Took Little Lawyer to Alabama this afternoon to meet my parents. He is going hunting for the weekend. Now ... just hold on. Don't let me burst your "I thought she was preppy and not like that" bubble. I am just that preppy and not like that. I am vegetarian ... remember? But my Dad loves to hunt and has inspired passion in my 11 year old. But please let me draw the photo for you ...

My baby sitting in a hunting house on land belonging to a friend of my father's dressed in his Lands End jeans, long sleeved t, monogrammed sweater, all weather boots and his camo jacket and hat.

Like I said ... not red neck at all. It is actually quite hysterical ... but he loves it.

Where was I? Oh yes ... I dropped him in Anniston, Alabama ... two exits and quite country. The only perk is a TJMaxx that never gets picked over except by me every couple of months. Pretty awesome until you can no longer listen to them call it a "fittin room". So I am talking to Clemsongirl on my way home after purging the Maxx and I am perusing the exit signs for a bit of dinner. She is thinking it does not look good!

My choices ... Waffle House, Taco Bell, McDonalds, Captain D's, Arby's, Martins (scary), Huddle House and Wendys ... not looking good for this fussy non meat eater ... but wait? Is that a Lucky Buck ... Yes ... I am in luck!

My dinner ... Grande Nonfat Latte and a bag of peanut m&ms. Dinner of choice for vegetarians in small country towns!



Some housekeeping ...

I am SOOOO behind with thank yous ... like super behind and it is not good. I wonder if Oprah ever feels that way. Do you think she sits around and says ... "Man am I behind on thank yous!" No ... she has people for that. She has people for everything! I can not even get Consuela to clean the bathrooms she is surely not going to tackle my long list of thank you notes!
Here is some catch up in that area ...
The adorable Gifting Gumshoe has blessed me with these two adorable awards! They are both so cute. And the first one looks like Little Mister doing his homework. I love it even more.

Love them both ... thanks for thinking me and liking me enough to remember me on the day you gave them out!
What day would not be made better with an award and a little ... "Hey, you are super cute!"


Monogram Me ... another BOGO!!!

To celebrate the end of the sickness in our house Monogram Me is having a sale!!! ...

Two weeks only ...

Monogrammed Vinyl Stickers
Buy one get one free!
(small sticker will be discounted)

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Great for holiday gifts!!!
Add them to purchased gifts or give car monograms ...
Your choice!

But, don't delay ... it only lasts 14 days!
(offer expires at midnight on 11/23/08)

To place an order ...

Help me celebrate and place your order today!!


As a doctor I would be fired ....

So I make a great mommy, but a doctor notsomuch! Lawyer rescued me so I could have the morning off to get my hair cut and took Babycakes to the doctor. I diagnosed her with an ear infection ...

Well, she does have some fluid behind her ear that is inflammed, but she has ... pneumonia.

Did not see that one coming ... no siree! She is on the marathon sleep ... so far she has been sleeping since 3 and it is now 9:30. Keep sleeping sweet girl and heal!


People are asking ... where are you?

Where am I ... buried under sick kids. It is now day 14 of a sick child. They just keep trading out as to who is sick and what they are ailing from ...

Todays update ... Babycakes who is throwing up and has an ear infection.

And yes ... I can diagnose this because I am now a doctor.

Or should be ...

Rescue me!!!


Seriously ??

Last night I was not feeling well ... everyone in the house has the virus and I was not giving in. I took a long nap, washed laundry and did my best to rally. I am not giving in ...

As I was looking around my room I decided it needed a to be rearranged. I have been wanting to do it for a while and finally gave in to the desire. I made a plan on paper, checked it out with Lawyer and commenced moving. He looked at the design ... liked it and I started the work. Remember ... he looked at the design ...

He comes up after the moving is all done and looks around. He looks at a one piece of furniture and says to me ... "Is this new?" Seriously ... is it new? Did I run out in the last hour in my pjs, lack of bra and scary hair and scurry up a new antique dresser. I think not. I moved it from one wall to the wall to the right.

Oh my ... he is not a man for details unless it is at work where he can spot a word change in a 40 page brief faster than I can remove the staple. But at home ... he is clueless.

Maybe this is why Little Mister was able to give him the slip .... ya think?



Happy Halloween ???

Oh, I love Halloween!!! The decorating, the candy, the costumes, the excitement. Every single minute of it ... I love it all!!!

But this year was rough and got even rougher ... and now I am sad. My favorite holiday is over and I am bummed out.

Let me start at the beginning ...

The kids have viral pink eye. They have been home all week. Fighting, grumbling, watching movies and hours and hours of TV and .... talking to me!!! All week they have been in my space (during regular school hours) and wanting to talk. It was great for about two days and then got really old!!! We went back and forth to the doctor (twice) filled numerous scripts and still their eyes remained red and they remained home!

Fast forward to Halloween night ... we have not carved pumpkins (very sad) and my parents cancel their trip for the weekend (not shocking!). Who would want to come and hang out at the red eye house??

We all line up in front of the house for the Halloween parade ... about 300 hundred people and a fire truck to lead us. It is magical!!! We all head out following the truck headed to the clubhouse for a picnic dinner. Little Mister is a little a head of us in the parade with one of his friends. The parade is on the street and he and the friend are on the sidewalk. Easy enough ...

Until we round the corner to the clubhouse and he completely disappears. I mean ... poof ... he is gone! Are you kidding me ... we fan out and start looking for him and it takes forever to find him. Finally we do and he is sitting with another friend eating his dinner. He has his back to us and I must have passed him a million times but never noticed that he was sitting there. They had an Indiana Jones and so did we and nobody was the wiser.

I have a little breakdown ... we all rally and move on. But no ... it gets worse.

The entire neighborhood starts trick or treating together. We all head out. Lawyer heads home to give out candy and I am in charge of the trick or treaters. My kids are so cute ... they are holding hands and going from house to house together and all seems perfect again. Until ... three houses up I am watching Babycakes trick or treating with her cute little friends and then I notice that Little Mister is heading off to the next house without us. And then the next and he is getting to far for me to watch. I panic ... but only a little because our house is only a couple more up and Lawyer will catch him when he arrives.

But that is not what happens ... Little Mister does the slip up and takes off on his scooter to t&t on his own. Are you for real? Here we have a 7 year old on his own in a large neighborhood without any of us and anyone else he knows. I panic!!! Lawyer takes off in the jeep and it is an hour before he surfaces. An hour. I am now drunk ... and at times ready to puke in the bushes and still no Little Mister. Finally about an hour later he appears ... scooters right up the driveway and says ... Hey Mom!

Are you kidding me ... I cry, yell, hug him and spank him ... I mean he took off. Alone. In the dark. With no one!!!

The evening is over ... at 7:30 ... OVER! And this leaves me so sad. But ... my baby is home and he is safe and he will be 40 before he leaves my side again.


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