Ahh a fresh new week.

It is Monday. Daylight savings gave me this extra hour of sleep and a bright sunny morning to wake up to. The weekend is behind me now along with that UNGODLY busy week. My best friend is home from her camping trip, I have learned how to use, and LOVE my new phone... All feels right with the world!

Over the weekend Destiny was gone. It was kind of quiet around here, but Promise made sure to make up for the crankiness and teenager (esq) that might be lacking in the household. Thank you Promise. Your just too kind.

Rooster boy came and stayed the night. Not sure why but my son always has these strange thoughts he thinks are good ideas when rooster boy stays... Not saying its rooster boy, my son even admitted it was his own idea, I just think when boys get together, they lose all ability to ration out what is a good and what is a bad idea.

So what was the bright idea this weekend? To "splatter paint" A bowling pin

. I guess I should be happy, that at least they did it in the driveway. Not the house?

Yes. This is my driveway.

I do try to look at the bright side of things you see. This could have been in my house, and it was not. And it was done with "washable" makers. I say "washable" because well, they don't really wash off as easy as something called washable would lead you to believe.... In fact, the driveway is still covered in handprints, and I suppose will be until it rains, a lot.

So the boy got in trouble and daddy said the friend was going home. Clean up. Friend is leaving.... Then boy got upset, and was sad. Dadddy changed his mind and said friend could stay for ONE hour (which turned out to be like 3) I joked with daddy that the boy had him wrapped around his finger. HA!

So then for dinner I thought I would take it easy. CROCK POT. My mom gave me this nifty separated one, 2 sides. I did chicken in one side, and apple cobbler in the other! Oh but I needed lemon for my recipe. I asked my dear dear husband if he would mind going to the store for me for just one item. His very smart, oh so sexy response? "Of course, I am wrapped around your finger too, I'd do anything for you... What do you need?"

God-I love that man!

So dinner turned out, Eh. I used some odd recipe for cobbler and I think next time I would just use my own recipe and just put it in the crock. For some reason I thought I needed to try a "crock pot" version. I don't think it was needed.

Oh and what else happened this weekend? Well I am totally blessed with the greatest father in law ever, which I do think I have mentioned before. He came for a quick visit Sunday to look at our furnace, and guess what? HE FIXED IT! :) Ok so the gas line was never turned on, but EITHER WAY he fixed it, it works, we have heat!!!! YAY!!!!

So that was my weekend, it was a pretty decent one. I am ready for a great week!

8 years at the same job!

I will say this about my work. No matter what is said, word gets around. Words also get twisted and changed, and rumors fly like well I don't know kites? I think co-workers are like a second family, not like to the point where you want to invite them over for Thanksgiving dinner... More like your around them enough that you are more than likely to have seen a bad side of them, and learned some annoyances. Chances are they were grumpy or depressed or pissed at some point and you have seen them at their worst. I think that makes it easier to get under each others skin and become annoyed. You get annoyed, you get over it, you move on. Your still co workers and you still get through. Like family, there are spats, you get over it move on and after it all your still family. So do I always love my co workers or getting up early, or when someone is rude to me, or when I don't make any money... OF COURSE NOT. I have good days and I have bad days. Today it was raining, I would have L

Sleep IN Sundays!!!

My kids know this rule. For the most part. Sundays Mama sleeps in. Get yourself cereal, be quiet and get along... Then I go and do something foolish, like allow 3 of 4 kids to have a friend over, which makes SEVEN kids in one house. One of which, apparently did NOT know the sleep in Sunday rule, even in the SLIGHTEST :o/ Of course when one kid wakes up, or at least this kid wakes up. ALL the kids are up. This did, help my ease of getting them all in bed this evening, but even so! ACK! The weekend went well. We spent time together at the park. All but Destiny of course, who has her own life now. I took some pictures I really liked. I am too lazy to post them here. If you want to see them you can go here. www.flickr.com/clorissasue Anyway that is all I have for now. I started a new blog, you can see it here . It will be for cooking, and recipes and such. This one will be kept for kids and life and bitching :) Just what I needed. Something more to do :)

Call CPS this must stop now!!!

My daughter, my oldest, the one I am a taxi for has had a ride to AND FROM several places where she was supposed to catch a ride home from this week. The library, she said she had a ride home, then the ride "left without her". The mall, I told her she'd be picked up by Tim when he got off work, and they were COLD and her friend had FLIP FLOPS on and no one came to the mall so can I get them now... She stayed the night at a friends and instead of waiting for friends mom to bring her home, she HAD to be picked up by 1 so she could go to a friends... That friends? She was supposed to walk HOME from and she called for a ride. So today it was lovely out. 65 or so out, sunny. School was out and Tim had to get the other kids first, as he stayed for a play Hannah was in... Well he did not pick up Destiny. I told her she could walk. For 30 min. I am NOT KIDDING 30 MIN. She sent him and I text after text asking to pick her up. PLEASE I will clean, I cleaned my room, its &qu

PamiNovember 8, 2010 at 8:59 PM
well I have to say, I have yet to figure out what goes through kids heads and there is probably no explantion for why they do the things they do...I think they might be a little more complex than we give them credit for. But I will say this...the bowling pin is very pretty...

The oddly normal life of Clorie

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