Fav. Phrase of Le` Day

If you frequent McDonalds enough,
you are likely to supersize,
a quarter pounder'more, and
have alot of McProblems over fries ---- I mean, time.

PICS! PICS! PICS!

Melissa T Photography of Central Florida took these portraits! I don't have the whole c.d. yet with all the pics (there should be quite a few) but I copied these few off her blog to post on here! :)

I AINT FINNAH PLAY!

I went to the gym yesterday to run. As I was walking toward the treadmill, I was approached by this hefty hispanic guy named Joe who's in his late 30's. Lemme back it up before I continue.

About 2 months ago, I stepped onto the treadmill to run and this man pops up on the one next to me. He goes "Hey, nice to see you again!" I pull my earbuds out of my ears and look over. "I'm sorry?" I replied, "Do I know you?" He told me that he remembered me from a few weeks back when he said me and he heard me say my abs hurt. I was polite but told him I didn't remember that, but 'hello' anyways. Then I kept running.

When I got off the treadmill, he approached me with the whole "Oh hey, sorry if I scared you when I approached you-hope-i-didnt-offend-you thing." I smiled, said no problem, and moved in with my work-out. He approached me again while I was working my biceps and introduced himself. Now, I've made friends with a handful of guys and girls up at the gym, so it's not normally a thing, but this guy gave me the creep factor. I just had that feeling that he was talking to me because he thought I was attractive or he had a chance. No & No.

Since then, whenever I would go in the mornings & Joe (that's his name) would see me, he would be sure to say hello and make some lame conversation. Because I'm polite & not a total wuss, I would chat back briefly. During one of our last conversations (I've talked to the guy MAYBE 3 or 4 times with conversations that last less than 2 minutes), he asked me if I was married. Bingo. Ladies, that's a key sign that he's interested. Ew & Gross. I told him I've been married 7 years. Now, let's go back to yesterday...

I'm walking to the treadmill, and Creepy Joe approaches me. I keep walking and wave hi, thinking that may deter any annoying conversation. But no, he manages to hault me. He says, "Hey! I saw you in that class {points at the big glass walled room behind us} the other day but I didn't get a chance to come say hi before you left. When you're done running, come find me before you leave so we can talk."

Again, No & No. And gross. Gross that you saw me doing my Body Pump class...what were you doing, Creepy Joe? Looking for me?! Where is my pepper spray?.........

So, I kinda do an "uh, ok" and then keep walking to my treadmill. I run for 30 minutes and right as I'm stepping off, my BFF calls me up. I'm doing an inner "Thank the Lord", thinking that this phone call might get me off the hook from Creepy Joe trying to "have his talk" with me, although I already made my mind up anyway that I would NOT infact be talking to him after my run as he had asked me to. So, I went and sat on a bench to catch my breath while listening to my BFF share her dilemma with me. I saw him walking around, glimpsing at me, so I decided to avoid eye contact in hopes that he'd just give up.

I stared at the floor while we chatted, and soon enough I saw a chunky shadow of a man pass by and go out the exit door. Well, my peripheral view is broken, because just when I thought it was safe and looked up, there CJ was...straight ahead, 10 feet away, looking at me. He comes walking up, hands me a little white note folded up, whispers for me to read it, smiles/winks, walks out. And this is why I'm a beast ~

I tell BFF to hold on, and told her Stalker just handed me a note & I opened it immediately. Just as I'd suspected, inside it says "Joe # (whatever number) Call me or text anytime ;) "

I ain't finnah play. I got right up, phone still to ear, and walked out looking for him. I saw him, sticking his head in the nursery (my son & one other kid were the only ones in there & he doesnt have kids that age, which is weird). I stood right behind him and called his name twice. The second time, he turned and looked at me and I said "Joe. You know that I'm married." and had that note thrusted right back at him. He did the whole stutter "ORLY...Oh, uh, I uh, forgot." and took his stupid note. Then I just turned and walked away. SUCKA! It felt SO good to do that.

Moral of the story: If some man thinks he has swagger and it makes you throw up in your mouth every time you think about it, just stick it to him. He'll respect you.


{[And if he doesn't after that, there is always the beautiful restraining order. :-P]}

Jimmy Crack Corn....and I don't care.

(Danny says he looks like he just got in a fight...and it was...kinda)

It's been a few days so I thought I'd write in. Yesterday was Presidents Day and amazingly in February, I took the kids to the beach with a friend. The water felt like ice but the kids played in it anyway. They have super powers that I cannot explain. It was colder than a witches you-know-what. They came home with sand in every crevice and I came home with a sunburn, so it was a pretty productive day.

Also, we finally got our family pictures done with Melissa T Photography!! YAY! It was awesome & I can't wait to see these pics; they are SO overdue. Micah kept making this face where his jaw looks like a serious profile of Jay Leno (yuck) and Jadon was smiling so hard that he looked like he was going #2. Oh, Jadon also lost his tooth (see in pic)...speaking of which...

Jadon's tooth. I got a call from the school nurse (Helloooooo, Nurse!) who asked me if I could come in last week because Jadon busted his top tooth loose. So, Micah and I packed up and drove 2 blocks over to go see Jadon's predicament. Apparently, he was playing in class and fell down, busting his lower jaw up into his grill. He was TOTALLY freaked out (Naw, doesn't sound like Jadon at all, does it?...right). He didn't want to wiggle it; he made Danny and I wiggle it for him. He was totally dramatic about it. He would scream and run around the furniture from us when we would try to work on it so that it would eventually fall out. Long story short? It had been about 4 days since he knocked it loose and it was the day before our photoshoot. Do you really think that I wanted to pay $150 for some photos where my kid has a snaggle tooth hanging way lower than his other teeth? Bottom line- I held him down and Danny pulled it out. Before you go all "DCF" on me, I should mention that as soon as the dang tooth came out, Jadon got up and goes "Oh!" with a smile. DRAMAAAAAAAAAAA. Then he proceeded to play with the tooth until loosing it and cried because he said the tooth fairy wouldn't come. BTW, I should mention we never had done "Santa" or "Easter Bunny" with our kids but since he was so dramatic about this tooth, we decided to humor the "ToothFairy" lie. He wrote a note to "her" which I will also post pics of because it's so seriously cute. I saved the note & put a dollar under his pillow that night. I'm one ballin' toothfairy.

So, it's been quite an adventure the past few days. I also haven't been sleeping well. Last night I woke up twice to a cat (or two?) outside meowing like crazy. I don't know if they were fighting with each other or trying to 'get they swerve on'. Either way, it drove me crazy. The second time I woke up, it was so loud that Charlie (our dog) met me half way in our kitchen to look out our patio. There was a freaking black cat staring into my kitchen at Sophie (our cat) making all these crazy noises! The minute I pulled the shades up and it saw the dog, it hauled tail. If it comes back again, I may throw it on the spitz and eat it with a side of caesar salad.

My Fav Quote of the Day

"Mommy, I just will never break your heart....or nobody else's."

- Micah

Family Stuff

Danny & His Fasssha

Grandpa Kevin & Boys

Mi Familia

He has rabies

Grandpa & Grandsons

Here are a few pics from my father-in-law's brief visit to Florida. He was in West Palm Beach with his mom (Danny's grandma) for the week helping her out but we met them halfway in Melbourne.

Today's not my favorite.

Today has been sucky. I had weird dreams last night that were filled with stress but I can't remember a single one or what the problem was. Also before I fell asleep, the neighbor's dog was barking it's freaking head off like all night long. So, when I woke up this morning I felt completely drained and horrible and have felt that way all day long. I tried drinking coffee because I thought maybe I needed caffine, but that did no good. Although the Starbucks Biscotti I had with it was a little crunch of delight.

Then I proceeded to making the Valentine's Day cookies for my son's kindergarten class while we had a kid (from his class) over & his dad. I wish my son would play more and use more of his imagination rather than be so dependant on DS games and technology. This always frustrates me because I dont think it's healthy for these kids to be so stuck on video games and crap. Grrr...(Mom Rant).

Anyway, they left and I've been tired like all day long. I just finished making dinner (Honey Butter Roast Chicken & mashed sweet potatoes) and I am ready to turn in my "mom" title for the night! Tomorrow is V-Day and I am not prepared in the least.

Bah Humbug!

Twenty-Seven

Yesterday was my 27th birthday. It was nice. I woke up in the morning and we all got ready to go out for breakfast at Cracker Barrel. I love the atmosphere in that place; it reminds me of back home in alot of ways. Not the toothless white folk or the random black people with their crazy weave (we saw a dude that had hair like a Troll Doll), but just the whole "country" thing. My favorite thing to do when I get there is to walk around the store. I found a really pretty onyx flower ring there and bought it. (You can see it in some of the pics I uploaded). I also love the candy selection and have always thought about how their candy would make fun stocking stuffers, but never remember it come Christmastime. Grr.

Anyway, I ordered what I always order- pecan pancakes. This time I also ordered Turkey sausage but they were tough like tires. Never again. The pecan pancakes never fail though and I enjoyed them. Danny ordered chicken fried chicken and whatever else sides you get with that. They make some serious chicken fried chicken there, although I suspect that it comes already fried and frozen and they just toss it in some peanut oil.....which is gross but whatever! Jimmy Cracked Corn and I DONT CARE!

After I stuffed my face full of calories & carbohydrates, we picked the kids back up from my step-Grandma's house. Yeah, for whatever reason, they didn't want to go and acted like turds so they were dropped off at her house so I could have a nice breakfast.

I also opened 2 gifts- Jadon picked out a new Retro cooking apron that is white with little cherries on it, and Danny bought me a new cooking pot set. Yay! I know that it sounds really old fashioned and totally 1950's "the-womans-place-is-in-the-kitchen" but that's just how I be.

We had 2 couples over that night for some burgers, wings, guacamole, and the other kinda stuff you eat when you have those things. I had a bottle of Moscato, which is truly amazing white wine (nice and sweet, like woah). Danny ordered me a chocolate cake with buttercream frosting & bavarian cream filling. I got a little teary when he described what the cake looked like because most men are retarted and can't hardly get their thoughts together enough to be thoughtful. He said he picked a beach themed cake because he knows I love the beach, and it has magnet flip-flops on it since I love flip-flops. *sniff, sniff* I have allergies. J/K..it was really sweet.

The only thing that I think is weird and awkward is how I've noticed that when people come over to my house, no one sits down.... ? Like, I realize my house isn't so big, but I have 8 chairs, and a couch that can hold about 2-3 people, and a cushy chair that holds one. Why do people get their food and then stand up while eating it? It makes me uncomfortable- sit the heck down and eat your food like a normal person. Because then I feel like I need to be standing too, ♪♫and it's my birthday and I'll sit if I want to! I'll sit if I want to! Sit if I want to...♪♫ There would be like 2 open seats at the table, but people are standing next to them instead of sitting.

*scratches head*

Anyhoo, that was my day. I also had birthday cake at breakfast today and some with lunch, too.

I will be busting tail at the gym this week.