Monthly Archives: February 2012

Isn’t it cruel to have cameras positioned on the losers during the winner’s speech? It would be like losing a job and having to clap for the person who was better than you.  

5 Episodes of Strawberry Shortcake 2 of Electric Company 4 of Caillou 1 of Sesame Street 1 Oprah’s 25th Season Premier New Year’s Eve Countdown with Dick Clark Never Say Never- Justin Beiber 2 Episodes of Smash 5 of the … Continue reading →

In just a week, we will be heading to Disney. In about 2 weeks, I will be heading to the sanitorium for much needed R&R.

Why is it that when hubby is home, he can lounge on his recliner with his laptop and iphone- simultaneously of course, and the children only want me? I love being with my children like any parent would… but it … Continue reading →

The other evening it took my youngest a little bit longer than usual to fall asleep. I, on the other hand, was so exhausted, that I was almost asleep myself when I decided I’d better cover him with blankets. Quietly, … Continue reading →

My eldest asked me this evening, “have you ever heard of a man named, Van Gogh?” To which I replied: “You mean, the one who cut off his ear and sent it to his girlfriend?” (Extreme disgust and shock on … Continue reading →

I am now sitting on the bench alongside the wall to my closet, because the gentle click click of my typing is awakening hubby. So I should have to listen to the start stop of his broken muffler but he can’t … Continue reading →

Here is another clip of my day job… For show and tell, students have to bring in 3 clues about an item and the class guesses. This week’s theme: something that begins with the letter D. Student: “It can be … Continue reading →

This evening while returning from carrying my pillow mate back to his own crib, I looked over to hubby- in his now typical,”cliff hanger” position off the side of the bed, and thought…“ha’ay.” Which of course, reminded me of the … Continue reading →

Before our field man went back to being the crazy person I saw 5 years ago, I was getting my mail with my youngest when he asked me: “how’s Kellogs?” How’s Kellogs? Was he looking at my trash to see … Continue reading →