I love the age of children when they discover knock knock jokes and jokes that play on words. I enjoy the opportunity to roll my eyes and giggle.
Yesterday HH had me in stitches telling her infamous “joke of the day” from school. You know the joke that makes it around the playground at least once. Yesterday’s joke tickled my fancy.

HH - “Why do bees have sticky hair?”
ME- “Because they play in pollen all day?”
HH - “No!”
ME - “Because they throw up on themselves doing the bumblebee dance?”
HH - “Gross mom! NO! Give up?”
*side note I don’t like to give up
ME - “NO I am not going to give up.”
HH - *interrupting me and spoiling my last stand “Because they use a honey comb!!!” *insert gobs of girl giggles “Do you get it mom? HONEY COMB!”
Feeling a tad insulted that she thought I was an idiot I rolled my eyes and giggled with her.

The blue screen of death visited our house last week. Not only did the death screen appear but our hard drive went to computer heaven. If I have not visited or commented back on your site you now know the reason!
With business aside now I can write again!

I just want to know who gave my children to grow up before my eyes. HB went from
THIS

TO THIS

Where has the time gone? Don’t ask me. I am merely an observer of his daily life. I am blessed to see him growing by leaps and bounds. I have been given the gift of parenting our wonderful son.
The day I found out I was pregnant with HB was the exact same day that I found out about HG. I knew that this pregnancy wouldn’t end in a miscarriage. After five miscarriages I was ready for a little hope. That glimmer came in a thin pink line.
As weeks went by I kept praying that we would indeed be able to meet the next phase of challenges and that my body would in fact hold on to this pregnancy. When his due date was calculated it was the exact due date as his sister. I kept hoping and praying that everything would be fine.
They did the c section on July 5th. His face was black and blue from his head bashing antics in utero. I knew then that he would be an active little guy.
HB turned out to be all that and a bag of chips. He is active, healthy, LOUD, fun loving, crazy, and a joy to raise. He was worth waiting for. It was a long 5 years of waiting but I can tell you that he has been another gift we were blessed enough to receive. I thank God every day for his existance in my life. He is our joy.

Today was the first day of school for HG. HB will be starting in just a few weeks. I can not explain the feeling I am having this morning.
I THINK I WANT ANOTHER BABY! (too bad HH won’t negotiate!!)

Did you know that you could go to “Girl World?” I was informed of this this morning. HB told me that “Girl World was down to earth.” How did he ever get that impression?

I have come to a fork in the road. It is like a new season of life. For 9 years now I have been a stay at home mom with children at home. This year is the first year that on Tuesday and Thursday I will have no one at home.
I want to concentrate on school yet with HB in school comes the added expense of 200 dollars a month. This is not a huge amount mind you yet it is one more expense. After this school year to send HB to school will be 450 a month. So our school bill will be like making another mortgage payment at 900.00 a month.
School is important. We want to make sure that our children have a good education and a good start. We would like them to stay in school where they are at until at least 6th grade. Then we will make the choice of either public or to stay private.
It has been nice having since January off of school but I need to finish. If I buckle down I can be done by May. Yet if I get a little part time job I think that Hula Hubby won’t feel the pressure of more payments on his shoulders.
What to do…what to do?

As most of you know, I don’t often do quizzes but todays quiz was fun! I took a quiz at Karen’s (My Life) and this is what it had to say…..
WHAT KIND OF MYTHICAL CREATURE ARE YOU?
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Last night as some of you know I went to the Journey/Def Leppard concert courtesy of my loving husband. The tickets were an anniversary gift. He was supposed to go with me but could not due to work. I went with a friend of mine. She came to my house about 5:30. I asked her to drive because my car is getting fixed. So into the mommy mobile we went. We started our journey with Journey in a minivan.
The night at Red Rocks was beautiful. There was just enough wind to keep things nice and cool. I mean when you’re being a rockin’ mama’s there’s nothing like a cool breeze to make the night the epitome of perfection. We parked in the lower north lot which meant that first we had to walk down a big hill and then we had to take the stairs (at least 100) back up that same hill. Once we got our tickets scanned we then had to climb the hill again to row number 48.
On one side of us we had two single girls that were in their late twenties. They were fun to rock out with. On the other side we had a woman and her boyfriend. She was just a little bit transhed. He was in his forties and as she informed us and I quote, “I am 13 years younger! He is AWESOME. He may be forty (something not understood) but HE HAS THE *SS OF A 25 YEAR OLD!!!” Just what I wanted to know. Curiously they kept leaving and using the co-ed bathrooms at the top of the hill. Between their beer runs and the bathroom breaks we were only privy to her lap dances every time they returned.
Even though Journey struggled a little bit (due to the fact that I think a few people were out sick and so they had a backup plan) they still were INCREDIBLE. I sang at the top of my lungs (lost my voice!) and loved every minute of it. The concert started pretty close to on time. Journey sang from 7:35 until 9:00. I kept calling Hubby during the songs that were in our wedding. (Open Arms and Faithfully) He could not hear a thing. It was too loud. So I started texting him to let him know that I wished he was there and missed him. Lori was definitely fun to with and all, but she just couldn’t hold a candle to a slow dance with him.
Per Karen’s (My Life) request I took a pair of slinky underwear to throw at Joe Elliott but since we were in the nosebleed section of the amphitheater I could not figure out how to make a size 20 silky fly all the way to the stage. We did have thoughts of attaching a rock and throwing them and letting them parachute (like those old army men with parachutes that you could throw all the way up and them would parachute down) their way to the stage. We aborted all attempts when security decided to keep an eye on Wasted Lady and Nice Tush Guy. (her words not mine) Oh well, Joe probably would not have been impressed. I mean he use to get size 0-4 underwear….now size 20! His groupies are sexy mama’s now!! LOLOL
Anyway the night ended with a bang. We ran down the 100 plus stairs. Our legs felt like jello but we knew that we became the Stairmaster queens with the real stair killers. He hiked the hill to the parking lot, got in the car and sat in a parking lot full of people attempting to be the first ones out of the theater.
I arrived home at midnight to an empty house. The children were at Mrs. G’s andGenuine’s house. They decided to be crazy and have my children overnight. I know how nutty my children are. They were the glutton’s for punishment this time. Anyway, it was a great night. I missed my children and hubby yet enjoyed reliving the music of my youth.
I sang my heart out to good music, enjoyed good company and had a night to myself. What more could a girl ask for?

When I was pregnant with Hula Girl I noticed that after I gave birth to her that my body was never going to be the same. After Hula Boy it was set in stone. I would be the proud owner of a pooch belly. I have done everything from sit ups to dieting. Nothing.
When I was younger of course I had a body that was incredible. I was fit and trim. My measurements were 34×19x31 1/2. I was solid muscle. As a mom right now I find it very difficult to get out to the gym. I do not have a babysitter I can rely on because Hubby’s schedule changes a TON. My parents are always willing to help but my mother is still young and works.
I have tried the “Let’s all go for a walk for mommy’s sake!” That is normally greeted with children complaining within 30 seconds. Plus to get my heart rate up I have to go a little fast. Then they complain that they can not keep up. Short of sticking both of them into child care so I can work out there seems to be few options.
I have checked out Curves. It is a company that claims that it is for women. May be older women? May be empty nesters? May be young women that do not have children. Definately not women whos husbands are in the military or away. I get the concept I just depise that I would have to hire someone for the half an hour work out. There is no child care option so to me…it’s not made for quite a few women. It is may for women that meet the above target group.
Our local 24 Hour Fitness has child care. I use to belong there. I rarely went because my children disliked the child care. The workers sat at the desk and talked the whole time. They never interacted with the children. I mentioned this several times in a complaint forum and nothing was done about it. I hate is when people that are hired to do the job of babysitting do nothing but ignore the kids. They just put on a movie. I felt that the money I paid for their care was wasted. I rarely went in the 3 years I had the membership because of the child factor.
Other gyms in the area are pretty expensive. 200-400 to join and then anywhere from 20-50 a month. This is not my idea of budget smart.
So comes the quandry, do I buy home equiptment and get busy? Home equiptment is out of my budget for a while because of school payments until April. So the issue still lies in what to do. Something has to give this year. This year there has to be a change for myself physically. Obviously hiring a trainer for home would be just crazy and again out of range.
My husband heaven bless him has never had a weight issue. He has never had to work hard at losing weight and has no concept of the hard work that is ahead of me. He tries to be supportive but does not know how. He sees it as “just quit eating and start walking”. I have cut back a lot. My mixed up hormones add to the chaos of not wanting to let my weight go.
I was beautiful when I was in shape, I am beautiful now. My huge concern is my health. That is where I get nervous. I need to do this for my health.
Something has to give. I just don’t want to give up before I start. Wish Celebrity Fit Club was for the average joe. I guess Average Joe Fit Club would not make good TV.
So….anyone out there want to take on a charity case out of the goodness of their heart?

Just a little FYI…..NEVER EVER EVER EVER USE CHEAPSEATS.COM FOR ANYTHING. Pay the extra cost to go through someone else. REPEAT DO NOT DO IT. Their customer service is the absolute WORST experience I have ever rummaged through. Thank heavens for Miss R there in the Atlanta office or I would have been spouting horrible things in their general direction. (ok so I already was a few days ago) I think the blue streak would have reached to Atlanta.
I went to order tickets. Everything seemed to be ok. Everything seemed to be wonderful. NO! I got an email saying that the airline did not accept the reservation. The airline did not accept the credit card that I paid with. They would only accept American Express. Fine…I called and put it on hubby’s American Express. (of course I talked to him first…it’s his sister we are buying the tickets for for Pete’s sake!) I called….was on hold yesterday (our anniversary) from 2:42 pm until 5:25 pm. That was just yesterday. These people can not get it straight.
So tonight I called to make sure everything was ok. They wouldn’t speak to me. Even though I already paid for the ticket because it’s under my husband’s card THAT I CALLED IN IN THE FIRST FREAKING PLACE they won’t talk to me until today at 3:00 pm. Oh and get this…NO ONE WILL LET ME TALK TO ANOTHER SUPERVISOR. IDIOTS.
Oh Miss R. you are going to get a phone call today. I will wait until 3:00 pm and dial you up. There’s going to be havoc to pay for the hired helps non help. Little Miss H doesn’t know who she is dealing with. I’m a woman that’s been on hold for hours on end. Never a good thing.
Bottom line…I just wanted the reservation. Normally it has never been an issue. Just an FYI for future purposes….AVOID CHEAPSEATS. Unless of course you want the cheap treatment to go along with it.

On this day 13 years ago at high noon….
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