The great paci search of 2008

Note: If you are at my house and cannot find a paci to calm my son, check his crib. On this day, I found no less than SIX in or around his bed.

Is it just me?

Or is anyone else APPALLED by the fact that the 8 year old boy accused of murdering his father and another man was interrogated by police without a family member, counselor, or legal representation present??????

J's first hair cut

Thanks to Aunt "Gigi" for giving J his first haircut this weekend. He did great and looks like a big boy now! (sniff sniff)

Miscellany

Is that a word? Tim Gunn uses it, so I say "yes it is!" He is my new favorite television personality. Seriously, every morning when I open my closet I sigh, "Tim Gunn would be sooo disappointed." My clothes are atrocious (?) and if he went through them I am SURE he would throw them all out with a turn down of his nose and a swoosh of his hand.

Dear Tim,

Please pick me. I am a thirty-something mother of two who needs your help. I don't need designer, I don't need a high end bag. I am not a size six, nor am I a size ten. I am a normal size woman with a dusty house, a car full of dried out cheerios, and a closet floor littered with shoes ranging from Payless to Foot Locker. I just need.... uh....help. The kind of help that tranfers to Kohl's and Macy's because that is unfortunately, the shopping opportunities available in my town. And that is my price range.

Please pick me. I will appreciate you more than any other woman ever has. Please pick me. (Hi Greta...LOVE you!)

Your's truly,

Me

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I am happy that the Hershey's kiss bell ringing Christmas commercial is back on television. I know it is not even mid-November; I am still happy to see it. It's like an old friend.

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I filled up my gas tank today...over thirteen gallons. TWENTY-SIX DOLLARS PEOPLE!! Wow.

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Miscellany. It's a word. It's this post. It's my life. Full of miscellany. But I love it. It is my miscellany.

Earning His Keep

J decided to earn his keep, too. Thanks for sorting those kleenex for me, babe.

Earning her keep

We have a big yard. With lots of leaves on the ground. Daddy decided to break out the leaf blower to give her some help.

Cluck Cluck Cluck

Tell me, how many cans of chicken, beef, or vegetable broth do you have in your pantry?


One of the funny little quirks about my husband is that he is a "stocker-upper." He comes by this honestly. As a chef, he also tends to do the grocery shopping. He is a sucker for the 10 for 10 deals at our local supermarket. He stocks up on whatever is on sale that week. As such, we have an ongoing joke about how many ketchup bottles we have in the pantry at any given time. I tend to raz him about it and he is a good sport. Truth be told, I am happy we never run out of ketchup, or mayo, canned fruit, or salad dressing.

This week I reorganized the cabinets that make up our "pantry" as it was more and more difficult to find any specific canned good. As I reorganized, I found....ummmm...lots of broth. I cracked up about it and took a picture to torture him. Before I even had time to post the pic and write this blog, we had the following conversation:

Me: What should we have Dad bring for the dressing?
Him: Bread, celery, onions, apples... and chicken broth. Have him bring some chicken
broth.
Me (laughing): I think we've got that covered don't we?
Him: We have a couple of cans, but it's the holidays, we'll use alot.
Me: Babe, we have SEVENTEEN cans of broth.
Him: What? We do not.
Me: Seriously, I counted today. And took pictures.

We also have like 11 cans of tomato products and 11 cans of beans. Just in case. If there is an emergency, feel free to come over. We're covered.

Love you babe! ;)

Today is the day

And I am a nervous wreck. Perhaps it is the disturbing dreams I've had all week, or the venti Starbucks latte from this morning...but my stomach is in knots and my hands are almost shaking. Today is election day. I have never been so nervous about an election in all my life, even when I was nominated for Junior Class Homecoming Princess. (ha ha ha)

Why the heck don't all states have early voting? We voted two weeks ago and thank goodness! We took the kids and were allowed to vote by paper ballot so that we didn't have to wait in the hour long line (Thank you election worker lady!). K wasn't sure what it meant to go vote, and asked if the "vote would be in the water?" LOLOL Well, I sure wish I could drop some people's votes into the water, but no, sweet girl, a vote is not like a boat at all. Even though they sound alike. We tried to explain to her what an important right, no RESPONSIBILITY, voting is. It is a responsibility and a right that we take for granted. This year, I think people are pausing to think about their right to vote and what it means.

What an historic day. A warm, sunny, 75 degree day today here in Indiana. A day where a black man is on the ballot for the highest office in our nation. A day where a woman is on the ballot for the second highest office in our nation. It makes me teary just thinking about it. A day that I hope you will take seriously enough to use your voice and cast your vote.

I have been an Obama supporter since 2004 and am PRAYING that the American people will support his cause for change. We are on our way to better days! Go Obama!

A princess and her prince