The oddly normal life of Clorie

 I find myself rarely on the computer. with a "Smart phone" Everything I normally do online, can be done on it... So I use it instead. I of course could even blog on it, but its a bit hard to type on... and well we all know how long and ranty my blogs become... Hard to do on touch screen.  SO how is life? Well its going. I wouldn't say it's at its lowest, but its certainly not at the highest point either right now. My children are all doing really well, getting along better than normal actually. Fall break went by without many issues or much boredom. They went back to school and are all getting good grades, Hannah got the ALL A's Award! So I really can't complain much there.  Its all personal things that are troubling me. My moms Ex. I am caught in the middle. Whenever he would call it was to whine/complain/cry about my mom. I got tired off it and now I am just not answering his calls. I told him I still wanted to be in his life, and I do, but not if he

 I have used this phrase more than 30 times today. Damn cat... damn cat... damn cat.  So Pawlie, our infamous 3 legged 1,200 dollar cat. Yeah. Well here the past few days I thought I noticed him using the litter box a little too often. I blew it off. Dumb move. As of last night he was acting quite sick, and his... area, was swollen and quivering. I thought he had a UTI as per my internet diagnosis done online. I also read this can be quite harmful to a cat, quickly. So I called the vet, they didn't have any appointments open but I could come as a walk-in and wait. I made an appointment for early tomorrow, but my gut said to take him in today and just wait.  My gut, well it knows whats best. Once we finally got him in (They were not lying about the "wait" part) The vet did a quick feel of his stomach and said that his bladder had an obstruction and he was unable to urinate. This could be life threatening and she immediately took him back to cath him... Meanwhile I si

 I had to work on Sunday. My husband was off, so it was nice that he had the house all cleaned for me by the time I got home. I was glad, because I had worked my butt off, at work... Literally almost. It was crazy busy for a Sunday (last Sunday I worked, we had 3 dine in and one delivery) This Sunday there were about 6 dine in tables, a party of THIRTY and nearly 10 Deliveries, all out to the other end of town (of course)  So after a long hard Sunday I was ready to come home and relax. Watched a movie with my hubby. "Horrible Bosses" Good, funny movie.  Today there was more drama at work. One employee was telling a story, and said one or more curse words, so the other employee said he needed to watch his mouth... As he continued his story, he used another curse word and this time the customer got in on the whole "REALLY? are you REALLY going to continue to curse?" There was if I was your boss I'd fire you and this and that. At one point I thought employee an

 First off, I have always said I was a lucky girl. I have an awesome family on both my own and on Tims side. Not everyone gets that. Ya know?  Today my Aunt got new furniture, and she gave US her old stuff. Mind you this couch love seat and chair do NOT look old, she takes SUCH nice care of things it still looks brand new to me. I have always loved her couches and now... they are MINE! I cannot wait to get our floors done and see my "real" living room.  I had dinner at her house, her hubby took my kids to church then we had dessert and I, of course, held the baby the entire time. She's so beautiful and already growing quite a bit.  Today was a wonderful day and I feel very loved, and excited, and comfortable on my new couches!  Thank you Aunt Heather, your the bomb!

 So wild in fact there was not time to blog about it until now. Even now there is not really time, but I am taking it anyway.  The most excitement. Police at my door. Again. Yep. Just hand that mother of the year award right over. This is like the 3rd time a cop has shown up AT my door for one of my children.  The boys were camping, just us girls. Destiny had just left for her home coming dance. I was pantless and relaxing on the couch when someone knocked at the door (which was open, just the screen shut) Hannah walked up to the door and comes back to me. "Mom. Its a police." She says very somber. O M G. The first thing that went through my mind (this is horrible) was Dear Lord, the child JUST LEFT ! I immediately figured he was there for Destiny. Then my mom popped into my mind after all her boyfriend drama.  So I have to walk by my open door, in order to get to my pants that I am not wearing. As I walk by I first realize it is, indeed a police. I motion to the fact

 It started with the big boss critisizing my salad bar... or well his salad bar I guess. I put LOVE into that bar every day. Nothing is out on that bar that I myself would not eat or feed my family. The salads are all made by me, my recipes and I have been told how great they are on MORE than one occasion. I am all for someone asking for improvement but at least say something positive! Sheesh!  It made me feel better that by the end of the day the big boss instead was on my bosses ass for not watering plants. He then tried to make that my new job "gardener" but I refuse. I am NOT going to be in charge of those damn ugly ass flowers out front. Stick some fake shit out there and call it a day. Seriously.  The hubby is gone for the weekend after being gone 2 days. I miss him already. I also miss my mini van. That moped is fun... but it loses that fun stuff after you HAVE to take it wherever you go. There is something to be said for doors, and windows that roll up and seat be

 Hubby and the boy are gone. A trip to Little Rock. I miss them like crazy when they go away but I must admit, some girl time is nice too. Its nice to just sit and giggle and have control of the remote and watch whatever I want to. Which tonight will be the Biggest Loser episode I missed last night. Such excitement.  So I have the second vehichle which is now a moped for the next two days and then also this weekend. This is not such a big deal, but it is trying at times. For example I can only ride one kid with me to any given place. I cannot go to the grocery and get a big ass thing of cat litter, and a gallon of milk and carton of eggs... So... yeah it does make things difficult but we will survive.  Its funny though. I find that I am usually pretty willing to help my friends and family out. Giving rides when they are without a car. Letting someone stay with us when they have to fumigate or something... I rarely ask for help myself, because I hate to do it. So whenever I do break