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Stolen from The Vinyl Villager

October 6, 2009

…in an effort to jump start this blog back to at least semi-active….

Tales From The Vinyl Village

65 Questions You’ve Probably Never Been Asked

1. Where did you meet your last boyfriend/girlfriend? 
Titty bar – Hots in Indy, to be precise

2. What color is your favorite hoodie?
zippered or pullover..? Favorite zippered is dark blue with a furry lining, favorite pullover is red

3. Do you believe in ghosts?
yes

4. Do you plan outfits? 
almost every night before I go to bed, I lay out my clothes for the next…however come morning, what I laid out is rarely what I actually wear Confused

5. How are you feeling RIGHT now?
tired, frustrated, stressed…

6. What’s the closest thing to you that’s red?
The nightgown I am wearing

7. Tell me about the last dream you remember having? 
For whatever reason, I haven’t had a remembered dream in decades!

8. Did you meet anybody new today?
Yep

9. What are you craving right now?
infinite financial stability & security…

10. Did you have braces?
Ummmm no – I don’t even have teeth Laughing

11. What comes to mind when I say cabbage?
sauerkraut – ewwwwwwwwwwwww

12. Are you emotional? 
hmmmm, that’s a hard one….

13. Have you ever counted to 1,000?
Not that I recall.

14. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?
both

15. Do you like your hair?
I did before I got it cut….well actually, I really do most of the time Thumbsup

16. Do you like yourself?
yep – but to be honest I do have to work at keeping myself in like with me sometimes…

17. Is anyone jealous of you?
That’s what they say Raised Eyebrow

18.What are you listening to right now? 
Bedtime Stories – for the 627,983rd time – the boy’s current fav

19. Are your parents strict?
Ummmmm Dad died in 1983 and Mom in 1998 so I’d hafta sat that would be a no

20. Would you go sky diving?
I see no reason to jump out of a perfectly good airplane!

21. Do you like cottage cheese?
yum! Love it. Especially with grape jelly!!!!

22. Have you ever met a celebrity?
Yes, met Paul Stanley once

23. Are people mostly good or mostly bad?
that’s a tough one, and my answer will vary daily, if I’m being honest…

24. What did you want to be when you grew up? 
independently wealthy

25. Whose was the last wedding you were in?
My husband’s aunt in KY, in May – her divorce was final a week ago

26. Will you attend your high school reunion? 
Quite honestly..? I have absolutely no desire to ever see any of those people ever again!

27. Who were your closest friends in high school?
It would be safe to say I really had no friends in high school – hence my previous answer Striaght Face

29. Did you like your Prom Date?
Never been to a prom

30. Top 5 favorite concerts?
Guns-N-Roses with Skidrow, Xfest, Lillith Faire, Warrant, and Ozfest

31. If you could only watch 5 movies for the rest of your life, what would they be? 
Chicago, Thirteenth Warrior, Grease I & II, and either Alexander or King Arthur…

32. Favorite television shows?
Ummm… Grace Under Fire, Dexter, The Tudors, House

33. Who are you going to be with tonight?
Just me & the boy (who’s finally asleep!) – Hunny is off delivering vehicles in Nebraska, (I think – he’s somewhere out west!)

34. Are you too forgiving?
sometimes…ok, usually – anger and/or hatred take entirely too much energy to maintain!

35. What was the dumbest thing you ever did?
I’ve done a lot of dumb things. None stand out as the dumbest

36. What is your best friend(s) doing tomorrow?
probably playing Evercrack (quest) or a similar RPG

37. Ever have cream puffs?
Surely I have.

38. Last time you cried?
Can’t remember, it’s been quite a while – because I think women use tears as a manipulation tool, I find it hard to cry & still respect myself – weird, huh?

39. What was the last question you asked?
Are you laying down?

40. Favorite time of the year?
Christmas – as if you couldn’t tell

41. Do you have any tattoos?
Enough for several people Big Grin

42. Are you sarcastic?
is a frog’s ass water tight?

43. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect?
No, I’ve never even heard of it.

44. Ever walked into a wall?
Pretty sure I haven’t, but it has gotten quite drunk out in the past…

45. Favorite color?
kinda a rusty, burnt orangish color

46. Have you ever slapped someone?
Yes I have

48. What was the last CD you bought?
good googly-moogly It’s been way too many years ago for me to even try to think that far back…

49. Do looks matter?
no

50. Are you a selfish person?
not usually, however, I am what could be termed selfish in some odd ways – for example, if I start something, I hate someone else to try to finish it, like at work, I often feel I am the only one who can "do it right" (in my own defense, this feeling is based on previous experience in that particular situation(?), position (?) whatever), so if I start working on a "problem" I don’t want someone else doing my follow up…

51. Scream and yell or silent treatment?
All of the above.

52. Do you have any phobias?
no, I have "things"

53. Do you sleep with the TV on?
I like to fall asleep with it on.

54. Can you handle the truth?
Not only can I handle it, I prefer it

55. Do you have good vision?
as long as my contacts are in, or my glasses are on, it’s perfect!

56. Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people?
nope – see answer to # 34

57. How often do you talk on the phone?
every day.

58. The last person you held hands with?
my boy, on the way home earlier tonight Day dreaming

59. What are you wearing?
a red night gown….

60. What were you doing 15 years ago? 10 years ago? 5 years ago? yesterday?
15 years ago – dancing in Florida, barely getting by & generally hating where I was

10 years ago – at the start of my life with Hunny Love Struck

5 years ago – much better off financially than I am now Worried

yesterday – working

61. What makes you mad?
wow…hypocrisy, people being judgmental, open mouths being operated by closed minds, idiots with driver’s licenses…I could go on for quite a while

62. Are you afraid of confrontation?
Nope, I prefer confrontation to deceit & doubt

63. Do you have a job?
Yes

64. What was the most recent thing you bought? 
medicine, candy corn, a Bakugan backpack, lunch bag & Pokemon cards for my boy

65. Do you like your life right now?
That’s tough…I’d say mostly…

50 Random Things

March 26, 2009

Shamelessly stolen from The Vinyl Villager *grin*

 

1) Favorite object in your room?
My room..? I haven’t had “a room” since I moved out of my parents’ house too many years ago to admit to…the favorite in my home – it’s a toss up between the dragon lamp on my desk and the “creepy” (as Hunny calls it) statue that to me is a representation of the Goddess (I’ll try to up a pic soon…)

2) Do you smoke?
I’ve been known to.

3) Do you own guns?
I used to

4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?
Never been there

5) Do you get nervous at the doctors?
No, should I..?

6) What do you think of when you hear hot dogs?
What are they saying..?.

7) Favorite song?
Can’t pick just one…

8.) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Prefer..? what is there besides Coffee?

9) Can you do push ups?
Probably.

10) Can you do a chin up?
Probably

11) What’s your favorite piece of jewelry?
My wedding ring

12) Your pet peeves are?
We don’t really have all day do we? But I tend to agree with Villager – I guess my biggest one is people who drive in the left lane for miles even when they are being passed on the right….oblivious to the fact that they ought to move over.

13) Ever been in a car wreck?
Yes

14) Do you like to work on your Birthday?
Like to..? No. Do I..? Usually

15) What’s one trait that you hate about yourself?
Hate takes entirely too much energy to maintain…

16) Are you named after anyone?
Not that I know of

17) Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment.
Tired
Know I won’t sleep well 😦
Tomorrow it all begins again

19) Name 3 drinks you drink regularly
water, coffee, and Coke

20)What’s your job?
Listening to stoopid people whine about problems that are entirely of their own making – and occasionally helping someone who truly has a legitimate problem not of their own making

21) Current hate right now?
See answer 15

23) Do your friend’s love you?
I think so

23) How did you bring in the New Year?
I’m pretty sure I was asleep – I had to be at work at 9 New Year’s Day

24) Where would you like to be right now?
Right where I am 🙂

25) Name three people who will complete this.
No idea.

26) Are you one of those people that thinks and talks about their life being unfair?
Nope! I am where I am because of the choices I made – just like everyone else. Quit sniveling, you did it to yourself, so get over it and go on. I have NO PATIENCE for “poor me”s

27) What shirt are you wearing?
blue sleep tank

28) Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?
No, they slide off. You slide off. The pillows slide off.

29) Can you whistle?
Yes I can

32) What songs do you sing in the shower?
I don’t sing in the shower.

33) Favorite girl’s name?
I don’t think I have a favorite girl…

34) Favorite boy’s name?
Well, I have several favorite boys – men…Hunny & my sons, so it’d be Tony, Mark & Shayne 🙂

35) What’s in your pocket?
no pockets in jammies

36) Last person that made you laugh?
Hunny

37) Best toy as a child?
The weeping willow in the front yard was pretty well even with the big oak on the side of the house, until we moved. Then it was the mulberry tree in the back yard

39) Do you love where you live?
Hmmmm, the house..? Pretty much, could be a little bigger. The location, better than the city, not as good as the boonies…

40) Do you give good advice?
I try.

41) Who is your loudest friend?
Ummmm, most of my “friends” are titty dancers – they’re all pretty loud

43) Does someone have a crush on you?
not that I’m aware of.

44) Favorite part about your weekend?
I work harder on the weekend than I do doing the week…

45) What are you gonna do for your next birthday?
Probably the same thing I did a month ago on my last one – SSDD

46) Favorite sports team?
I am sports challenged (by choice) and proud of it! Obviously, the person writing these questions didn’t know me.

48) Where is the next place you want to travel to?
Haven’t really given it any thought. No money for travel, and not much possibility of there being any anytime soon, so consideration of it is just depressing

49) What were you doing 12 AM this morning?
trying to sleep

50) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?
I can’t believe that boy isn’t up yet!

WooooHoooo! I love Tom’s Hideaway!

September 1, 2008

I won! I won! I got the top spot for the month over at Tom’s Hideaway! He runs a daily trivia challenge over there, and if you’re a trivia buff, it’s for you. I have made a trip to his site part of my morning routine, and enjoy challenging myself every morning. The topics range from the ridiculously easy (What country is commonly referred to as "down under"?) to the ridiculously obscure (***Which 6’3" quarterback, who played for the Packers, Bears & Jets is married to Susan Thomas?***). But if you have a wide range of useless information floating around inside your head, I highly recommend checking it out!

Hell, if I can come in first for the month, any one can!!!!

Gotta go for now, I hope to be back with more later.

See ya laterzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!!

First Day of School & Wanderings – As Usual :)

August 13, 2008

Today is the first day of school for my boy. We leave for school in about an hour & a half – and he’s driving me absolutely BUGGY! I was woke up by the question

"Do you know what day it is?" posed to me before I even got my eyes open. . . never a good thing. I do mornings very poorly to begin with. And the child hasn’t been more than 2 or 3 feet from me, except when I am at work, for the last month. It’s starting to wear on me. That last statement isn’t an exaggeration, either. I feel like I’ve grown an extra limb. When he’s not up my butt, I hear "Mom?" literally every two minutes. If I get up to go downstairs, he follows on my heels, walking 6 inches behind me while I attempt to do whatever needs doing. He won’t go upstairs alone. He won’t go DOWNSTAIRS alone. He barely will go in his room alone, and I’m about over it.

Not very Mommy-like, huh? Yet another item to add to my things-I-feel-guilty-about list *sigh*

This morning, about every 10 minutes I hear "Mommy? When are you going to get dressed" or "Mommy? How many more minutes until we go?" or "Mommy how many minutes has it been?" This started at about 8:00. It’s now about 11ish, and we don’t leave for another hour – hour and fifteen minutes. AAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH.
I’m very happy that he’s excited about school starting, and hope he retains that desire to go to school for the rest of his school career, and I keep telling myself that this pestering to go is a good thing, but DAMMMM, I’ve heard all I want to! I am nearly as excited as he is, and I’m sure a lot more nervous. I mean c’mon – this is the arena where my (our) parenting skills will be judged, Daily. He’s a good boy, but very energetic. I foresee ADD accusations in his future – with which I will  heartily disagree. I do believe ADD is a real "disease" and that there are children who have to try to function through it. But I also believe there are MANY MORE parents – and schools for that matter – who are unable or unwilling to deal with an energetic child and go looking for this diagnosis so they can medicate said child and therefore have a more pliable and calm child who will no longer challenge them.

The premise – nay the NAME – of ADD is Attention Deficit Disorder. This implies problems PAYING ATTENTION to something – anything. It doesn’t mean a child who is high-energy, intelligent, full of challenging questions,and is basically – though not always – undisciplined. Yet (in my opinion) the majority of kids diagnosed as ADD are exactly that. And the adults in their world can’t or won’t cope with it. I truly fear for the world of these children’s generation. What happens when they become adults? Does ADD go away when you reach a certain age? Or will they be medicated for life? And truly, aren’t the adults who allow this to happen just giving these one-day adults an excuse not to be productive, responsible people? "Oh, I can’t hold a job – I have ADD", " I can’t be bothered to pay bills – I have ADD", "I’m not responsible for my actions – I have ADD" Kinda scary, if you ask me. We already have a generation of "It’s not my fault . . ." adults who refuse to take responsibility for their own actions because they have a million reasons why nothing is their fault which have been spoon-fed to them since childhood.

Wow – I really do have a propensity for wandering from my original subject – that wasn’t what this post started out to be at all . . . and just think – this is how my mind works all the time . . .

Ok, so, back to school and my boy. Who is currently sitting on the floor, leaning against the desk, about a foot from me. And every few minutes trying to crawl up in my lap . . . Don’t go thinking I haven’t paid any attention to him either. I have. A lot. I always do. I answer his questions when possible – even the pointless ones. Well, mostly. Except for the "What happens if . . " questions, which I DID answer for months, but have told him I will no longer answer if they aren’t "real" questions. What are "not real" questions you ask? Let me give you an example.

Stacey lives about 10 miles north of us. We were going to get my car last weekend, which was even further south than our home, and passed a fire truck & ambulance with lights on going south. Here’s the conversation:

My Boy: "Did you see the fire truck and ambulance?"
Me: "Yes . . . " (how could I not? I was driving.)
My Boy: "Where are they going?"
Me: "Well, someone is probably sick and they’re going to help them and maybe take them to a hospital."
My Boy: "Or maybe they’re hurt."
Me: "Yes that’s possible, too>"
My Boy: "Maybe there was an accident."
Me: "Yeah, there might have been an accident, but we just came from that way and didn’t see one."

OK, now here’s where it gets jinky . . .

My Boy: "What happens if they’re going to Stacey’s house?" Now remember they were going SOUTH, Stacey lives NORTH – way NORTH from where we were . .

Me: " I don’t think they’re going to Stacey’s, she lives the other way from where they were going."
My Boy: "But what if they were?".
Me: "Honey, they aren’t going to Stacey’s. Stacey lives that way *pointing north* and they were going that way *pointing behind us – south"
My Boy: "But what happens if they were? What happens if someone is sick at Stacey’s? Or hurt?"
Me: ***starting to get slightly exasperated – mind you this is a very intelligent kid. As a rule, he grasps concepts and knowledge the first time around. He remembers things he was told, or heard, literally YEARS ago, and he’s only five.*** "Shayne, honey they aren’t going to Stacey’s. No one is sick at Stacey’s, and no one is hurt. If they were going to Stacey’s, we wouldn’t have seen them, because they would have been going the other way. Now please drop it."
My Boy: "But what happens if . . ."
Me: "That’s just about enough ‘What happens if . . .’ questions. If you have an actual question, about an actual situation, I’ll answer them all day long. But no more hypothetical questions. I’m done."
My Boy: "What’s hypothetical mean?"
Me: *sigh* and we were off again . .

Ok, well I guess I oughta go clean out my car, since I’m picking Hunny up so he can go with us. Hopefully I’ll be back later with first day pictures 🙂

See ya laterzzzzzzzzzz ! ! ! !

I’m Still Alive

June 27, 2008

I feel absolutely horrible not having posted here…I’ve been meaning to – I’ve even started to, a couple of times. But it seems everytime I sit down to write, something else needs done, and it needs done NOW. I wouldn’t know how to act with 2 or 3 hours to myself, uninterrupted – no kid, no hunny, no phone…I’d probably wander aimlessly, looking for someone to holler at me “Hey! I need….” I can just see me wandering the neighborhood, “Excuse me, do you NEED something..?”

I sit my boy down with breakfast, and think “Ok, I have a few minutes to myself” I sit down at the computer and start to type and I hear “MOOOOOM” (‘cus he’s hollering at me from downstairs, so of course it has to be at the top of his lungs…) “Yes, son” And then he pops off with some out-of-left-field-has-no-relevance-to-anything kinda question. And you HAVE to answer, because my son is nothing if he isn’t persistent. IF you try to collect a few moments by not answering he will ask again. And again, and again, until you DO answer. And don’t try to blow him off with some simple-quit-asking-questions kinda answer. No sirree Bob, that won’t cut it. The kid is very logical, and if your answer doesn’t make sense logically, or is too simple, well then it becomes a conversation, not just a question. The kid wears me out – not just physically, but mentally as well.

*Sigh*

The Perils of Parenthood.

Well, we still have a cast. The appointment is for Tuesday. Hopefully it’ll come off then. Not that it has really hampered the little shit darling, other than that he can’t go swimming. Not that he has kept the damm thing dry – oh no, can’t have that! But he still plays just as rough, fights with the big kids and goes to Karate.

Speaking of Karate, this week was “Crazy Hair” week at Karate. I wanted to do him up with bright orange hair (it is his favorite color) but couldn’t find any orange : ( So I got bright green and neon blue, and did it half and half – kinda like Mommy’s. Uhhhh, no wait, my hair isn’t green & blue, although…NO strike that thought. But my hair is two-tone. It is red on top, and black on the bottom. It’s pretty cool if I do say so myself ! At least, I get lots of compliments on it, so I can convince myself it’s cool…

OK, back to the boy. Here’s a pic.

Well, it’s that time again – the slave drivers – aka work – call. Gotta go get ready to be “professional” like (ugh). But at least I popped in to say Hi. I just feel so bad – I haven’t even really gotten to check in on the blogs I follow…Ah well, such is life…

See ya laterzzzzzzzzzz!

April 19, 2008

Well, today I took the first step toward adding a bit more structure to my boy’s life…and fun 🙂
This little person who lives with me is a never-ending supply of amusement, entertainment, thought-provoking questions (seriously), frustration, high blood pressure, and new knowledge. He has an extremely high energy level, as well as an (apparently) furiously working brain which soaks it – whatever it may be – up like a sponge. He takes everything in. He has taken to watching TLC, yes The Learning Channel. This is without any actual prompting from the parental units (ME & Hunny). We do watch a lot of educational type programs, History, History International, TLC, National Geographic, and others in that genre get a pretty regular workout in our tvs. But Shayne has his own tv, and we don’t force him to watch anything. When he watches, which really isn’t very much, now that I think about it…
So, I was upstairs getting ready for work the other morning, and he was downstairs eating his morning PB&J. He has a habit of “hollering” for whoever is within earshot to ask things like “Why is today called Monday?” or similar out-of-the-blue-and-couldn’t-this-wait-until-I-am-done-dressing/eating/reading this page questions. And I hear “Mommy” come wafting up the stairs. Oh crap, now what..?
“Yes dear?” I always try to acknowledge him, I think it’s very important not to shut out his questions and commentaries on things. Sometimes I only pick up every 3rd or 4th word and try to respond accordingly without accidentally giving a highly inappropriate answer. Example:
Him: “Mommy?”
Me: “Yes Baby?”
Him: “Daddy drives a roll-off truck, and Uncle Mike drives a roll-off truck, and Scott drives a front-loader, and Charlie works on their trucks, and he drives a red Dodge, and Daddy drives a blue GMC and Uncle Mike drives a black Ford, and I’d like to have one of each of those so I can look at them and think how much I love the people who drive them. Next time we go to the store, can we buy one of each of them..?”
All of this is spewed forth from the back seat of my car at 65 mph during rush hour traffic. Needless to say I only get every few words, as I am trying to concentrate on the idiots, morons, inconsiderate, non-driving, in my way, stoopid people other motorists around me. This is where it gets tricky…a no at this point would be cruel, as he wants to “think about how much he loves them”. It would also provoke a request for an in depth, detailed explanation as to why not. But a yes would be even worse – I’d have agreed to spend a LARGE sum of money. It’s a fine line I walk…
Back to the other morning…
Him: “Could you come down here?”
My boy wants to look you in the eye when he has something to say.
Me: “Why don’t you come up here..?” and one of my mother’s most frequently used phrases flashes through my mind and tries to escape via my mouth “You’re younger than I am” almost snuck out, but I locked the exit before it could make a clean break. I refuse to channel my mother if I can help it…
Him: “I want to show you something.”
Now that particular phrase causes much speculation & remembering on my part…could be an ant (ewww, and he loves ’em) that snuck under one of the doors, could be a new kick/punch combo, could be a shaft of sunlight falling just right through the window, could be anything with this child…
So I try again: “Can’t you bring it up here to show me..?”
Him: “No, it’s on tv..”
Me: *thinking he’s found a new toy to want, or a program to watch (and he wants to know how many days until Tuesday at 3pm…) “Alright, I’ll be down in a minute.”
I finished what I was doing, and went downstairs to see what was so important. Let me note here, we have a dvr – very similar to TIVO, can pause, rewind, ff, rec, etc- in our living room. He had the tv paused, and as I came downstairs, he began fast forwarding. He was watching “Urban Disasters” on (I think) TLC. It was about flooding. He wanted me to see that you need to climb out of a car if your overrun with flood waters….HE’S 5.
Hmmm. Re-reading, I guess I’ve kinda fallen off the path I had originally laid out for this post…sorry, my mind tends to ramble that way….
What I came here to say was that on Tuesday, at 5pm, my boy is going to be evaluated for and entered into martial arts classes. We would have done this sooner, but all of the schools (dojos?) I spoke to wanted them to be at least 5. (This new school starts at 3…) I think it will be good for him, as well as fun. He has lots of energy that needs to burned off, and, as he spends a lot of time around teen-agers, mainly teen-aged boys who think it’s cute to teach the kid how to punch/kick/fight without an accompanying explanation of when it is and isn’t appropriate (like they even know…), he needs to be exposed to these actions in a different atmosphere, as well as given guidelines. Every thing I’ve seen while researching this indicates that martial arts is as much about respect for others, and honor, as it is about the physical moves. Let us hope…
Ok, I’m done for now…See ya laterz!

Hmmmmmmm…

April 8, 2008

Well, alrighty then…I love computer toys…looky I got pretty letters & pretty words! Hee-hee (yes I know, I am easily amused…what’s you’re point..?)

I have today off, Okay, that’s not really accurate, today I get to work for no pay…that’s better…no wait, not exactly right either, ‘cuz I get paid in hugs & kisses & "Mommy…guess what?  What?  I love you!" all day long. I have to do laundry, go to the grocery store, unload/reload the dishwasher, probably should vacuum, and keep one very busy 5 year old occupied…and this is actually a rather slow "day off". I also had a doctor’s appointment to do an Ansar Test (woohoo! Looky there…I did a link thingy that clicks to address without showing the address! ! ! Yes, I know, again with the easily amused…) to try to determine what’s causing the pain I’ve been having. Not just pain, but mobile pain…one day in my hips, one day in my calves, one day in my shoulders, etc. Kinda frustrating, but oh well, life goes on.

I canceled my Dr appt…actually rescheduled, cuz I really don’t feel well, sniffly & sneezy & coughy, and don’t want to drive all the way up there with the boy in tow…huh, the only person on the planet that cancels a Dr appt because they’re sick…

So me & my boy are going to spend the day together. He’s eating his breakfast PB&J and watching Garfield: A Tail of Two Kitty’s (or something like that) while I type away. I get ten minutes of no questions. Doesn’t happen often…the boy has a question for everything! I know, I know, this is a good thing, but sheesh! sometimes he makes my brain hurt coming up with answers. ‘Cuz they hafta be the right ones…the child retains EVERYTHING..he doesn’t always access it at the proper times, but it’s there…and if he has asked before you better By God give the same answer.

Example: HE was four years old, and because he was four "4" was HIS number (he’s fascinated with numbers…). So, I come in from work at about 8:30ish, kiss the boy, drop the mail on the counter, and head into the front room to give my hunny a kiss. From the kitchen I hear "Look Mom, a four!" Apparently one of the envelopes had a four on it, and he spotted it. I headed back towards the kitchen and said

"What honey?"

He said "Look Mommy, a four…that’s how old I am!"

Now bear in mind I had just spent 8 hours listening to the yahoo clientele of (da da dum) The Cable Company, and I was tired both physically and mentally. I walked toward the closet to hang up my coat, and the boy started towards the front room. Over my shoulder I threw "Yeah baby, it’s a 4, that’s how old you am"

He stopped, turned back to me, and in his best teacher voice said "Are, Mom" and proceeded to go into the other room. I picked my jaw up off the floor and thought "Huh, I just had my grammar corrected…by a four year old". His teachers will have their hands full, I’m telling ya, and by Goddess, if he gets in trouble for correcting one of them, and he’s right, well, let’s just say there’ll be scrapping goin on!

So you see…it’s all THERE! Don’t change the answer, cuz he’ll know, and that will start a whole new barrage of questions…my poor tired brain…

OK, enough for now…I’m off to try to get everything accomplished before zero hour (you know, when Daddy gets home, and all "accomplishing" stops…) Have a great day y’all, and I may be back later 🙂