I love my Mr. Potato Head

Why is it that every time I think an actor, singer, hockey player (Dan Cleary), Mike Rowe (of course he is a whiner now) and any other attractive man, Jerry says he likes boys?

Every time I think a man is attractive, my husband assumes he is gay. Is it because he is jealous or insecure? It’s not like I am ever going to meet any of these people. I would love to but it is pretty unlikely in my neck of the woods.

Whenever the subject of Michael Buble’ comes up my husband has his comment ready. “He likes boys.” Why? Even Michael Buble’s girlfriend (yes, he has a girlfriend) says that he reminds her of a potato. A potato people!

Now Mike Rowe and his Dirty Job show really don’t seem likely either. He is a pretty big whiner though. Isn’t part of his show getting dirty? Suck it up Mike.

This one really bugs me and I think he says it because I have a crush on Cleary. I sound so high school, huh? He is a hockey player that is 6ft and weighs over 200 pounds. This man is hot! *fanning self*

I have him as my background on MySpace. I have his picture as my background on my computer. I rewind when he is on TV playing. I make everyone be quiet when is talking in an interview. Geez! I sound like a stalker not a fan. I wonder if there is a restraining order on me somewhere. *making note to look that up on the net*

So is it the fact that I think they are attractive or is he jealous? I would never leave him for a potato, whiner or even a hot hockey player. Well, the hockey player one I would have to think about, but more than likely I wouldn’t. At least I don’t think I would. What!? Have you seen him?

So if Jerry is wondering, I love my own Mr. Potato Head.

Ebooks vs books

I hate change! I have been trying very hard not to look at the new eBooks. I like my books made out of paper. I like to turn the pages. I like to smell the paper and that is why I love going to a book store. You can’t do that with an eBook.

After fighting it for what seems like years, I caved in and tried it. I had so many people telling me how great it was. I thought I will try this and tell everyone that I hated it just like I knew I would.

Now a month later I belong to one of those eBooks sites. Okay, I belong to 4! I have bought a few books and also some free short novels. Yup you read that correctly. I am now addicted to not only paper books but also eBooks. Just shoot me now.

Some of the benefits are that it easier to keep your place in the book. You just press a button and when you come back later you start where you left off. You can also buy your book on line and never have to leave and drive to the book store. You press a button and you got a book. They take up less space. The best part of eBooks is that you can hide them better from your husband. He will never know how bad my addiction is now! *evil laugh*

The negatives of an eBook are pretty small. They don’t smell like my books that I usually get. I only have a lap top so I have to sit it on a pillow over my lap so I can read it. That is about it. Cool, huh?

Well the other day I get an email from one of the sites about their new books, ya da ya da. I scroll down just scanning. Well lookie there it’s a coupon. Oh I love them there coupons so I click on it. Oh a favorite author of mine, great! Normally the book is 14.00 now only 9.00. Coolness! Scrolling down a bit and WOW a coupon to get the book for FREE! Yes FREE! Hell ya I clicked on it!

Sadly a few hours later I was still trying to download that freakin thing. It was for Adobe not Microsoft like I normally use. I went and downloaded the adobe it needed since mine didn't work to get it to open. I tried again and still nothing. I delete and go back to see if I might have done it wrong, you know user error? Shooosh!

A few hours later and I still have nothing. Okay I am at the point of where the thought of looking stupid is not even relative anymore. I email the site and ask WTH!? Well, in a nice way. You get more flies with honey instead of vinegar.

She emails me back asking if I activated it yet? Huh? Uh, no. Where the hell do I do that? So what do I do? Yup, I delete and try yet again. Third time is the charm, right? Hell no!

By this time I am seriously getting pissed off. I am ready to say screw it and just buy the book at the store. They don't make you download it first. Bless their hearts.

Well in the previous email she had a link. I had already clicked on it and read it. It only verified what I had already tried. I hit the button to go back to the top. This is where they have Q&A. "Since Adobe has 8.1.2 now, should we download it for eBook?" Someone asks. Answer? No, stick with the 6.0 or 7.0. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!

So I delete it AGAIN. Download the correct one and wallah! I can activate it now. I follow the instructions and guess what? The book appears out of the mist and onto my screen. I know I know so dramatic. I was in tears people over a eBook.

All I can say is that this book better be good or I will scream. No, I am not bitter. I am just a woman on the edge because they wouldn’t give me my freakin book.

Did I mention that last week my computer crashed and I lost everything? Yup, I lost everything. Luckily for me the website I had used keeps a library for you just for these circumstances. Way cool! Check them out. http://allromanceebooks.com/

It is a little after 10 and I am finally able to take a breath today. Who ever thought up the rules to enroll a small child into kindergarten should be tied up by their ankles and beaten with a rubber hose.

It started yesterday when I went through my sons backpack. He had a paper saying it was enrollment time for kindergarten. I was excited because now I can get my daughter into school and possibly get my sanity back.

So I go and look in my files which consist of stacks and stacks of papers. I keep everything but have no time to file most of it. An hour later I have her shot records from when we lived in California. I also found the paperwork to order her birth certificate. Now she was born in 2003, according to Ca starting in 2003 you have to have the request forms signed by a notary and then you mail them in. I think no problem. Another hour later and a call to my mother we figure out the correct web site and place the order. Now I need to find a notary.

Today my list of things to get done in order to enroll her was pretty long but I can do it. How hard can it be right? Well, pretty hard actually. Why you ask? First we had a doctor appointment for my son which took two hours. After that we drove to the Department of Health. I cringed at the thought of walking into the building. I begged my kids not to drive mommy nuts inside and to my surprise, they listened. *reminder* Need to check if aliens or dingo took my babies.

While we were there for what seemed all day but was actually only two hours or so, my daughter who is so NOT shy, made a few friends. She sure didn’t get that shy gene from me.

I find out that she needs to get four shots before they can transfer her shot records from Ca to Florida. Without those, I have wasted my time. We get into the room and sit down. Right across the way on the small table are needles all set to go. I can feel my daughter tense on my lap. I explain to her that in order for her to go to school and make friends like she wants, she needs to get shots. For some reason she doesn’t fall for it. Go figure.

The nurse was wonderful, bless her heart. She really and truly tried. Megan felt the tip of the needles and jerked out of my arms. She ended up with a long scratch on the arm and screamed like we were beating her. That was the one and only try. The paper work that was all filled out and ready for the school and my records went into the shredder. I wanted to cry.

On the bright side, I got her paperwork notarized. I think we were in the bank for maybe five minutes. Five freakin minutes!

So now I have an appointment on Friday to get her shots done, crossing fingers. This time I am bringing the big guns. Daddy is coming and I am making him be the bad guy. It will suck to be him for a change.

Did I mention that I had to do Target and Walmart afterwards? To celebrate we went to Starbucks. No they didn’t get caffeine in theirs. Do I look like an idiot? Shut up Mickie! lol

I be twisted

I am currently trying to write a paranormal book. I love reading them but have never tried to write one. So when it came time to actually sit and write one, I was a bit nervous. I take that back. I was very nervous.

I started with the names and that went pretty well considering that nothing looked right. Finally they had names and I was able to see them in my mind. This sometimes helps. LOL

I am writing whenever I get a chance, which isn’t as often as I would like. I throw my ipod on and blast my music. The only music that seems to help is heavy metal. Godsmack, Audioslave and stuff like that. Hey, if it works, don’t break it.

So yesterday I am getting to the part where the bad guy makes his move. He is really nasty looking to me and I wonder what kind of sick and twisted things he is going to do. I didn’t think I would be able to think of anything really good. Come to find out, I am pretty twisted.

I am thinking to myself about what would this guy with fangs do to a defenseless woman? After Google and surfing the net last night, I came up with a lot of things. According to my husband, I need help.

What were my ideas you ask? How about metal walls that you can just pray down after the play time is over? Maybe a drain at the bottom of the floor so all the messy stuff has a place to go? I am thinking that this is great and run with it. I am telling my husband about it tonight and asking his opinion. I was doing dishes at the time so I didn’t see his face. He is quiet so I just thought he was thinking about it until he tells me that I need help.
“Help?” I ask him.
“Oh ya. You need mental help.” The look on his face was priceless too.

So what am I going to do now? I am going to keep going because his reaction is just what I wanted. I can’t wait to his face for the next part. *evil laugh*

Happy Happy Joy Joy!!!

Today was back to school time and I have never been so happy or excited to see my son off to school. After two weeks of Christmas Vacation, it was so time for him to go.

The first few days of vacation were nice. My younger daughter thought it was great to have her older brother home to play with. That lasted for maybe a day.

As it got closer to Christmas, the more the kids got twitchy. You know where they can't concentrate on one thing and all they do is bug you about want they want. What did you get me? Where are the presents? When do we get to open them? On and on and on....

Did I also mention that the hubby was home for the two weeks too? I was lucky and got rid of him on the 2nd. I love him, really I do but it is nice to watch him go. You know absence makes the heart grow fonder?? Yup, I love that!

Christmas day came and all the presents are being torn open so fast that they don't even know who they are from or even care for that matter. They play with their toys in perfect harmony for a few hours and then the trouble begins. "Mom, Megan wont leave me alone." Alex yells from him room. "Mom, Alex hit me." Megan screams a few seconds afterwards. And that is how the rest of the vacation goes.

Now being the easy going mommy that I am, I don't put them on Ebay like I want to. I figure I could get a two for one for them. For some reason my mother talks me out of it. Hey, she wouldn't even bid on them so I don't understand her.

This past weekend I am thinking to myself that on Monday it will be all better and I can have my routine back. If you know me, you know that my life revolves around routines. You mess it up and I am a raging hormonal mess. So Sunday comes and Hubby and I are talking about Alex going back to school. He brings up that he doesn't go back until Tuesday. I say no it's Monday (please don't take my dream away!!). We check the Internet and the school vacation list. The hubby is right. So I got to have a extra day of him at home, picking on his sister, being a hyper, cranky 9 year old.

So this morning when I walk him to the door to catch the bus, I feel it is okay for me to a little jump in my step. Hell, I woke right up this morning ready to go. So for all the stay at home moms and dads, Cheers to making it through yet another loooooong school vacation.

No peaking!

Saturday my son and I are heading into to town to do some Christmas shopping (okay we were just starting!). We were smart and left the hubby and the youngest at home. They hold us back.

On the way my son and I are talking about what we are going to buy for whoever. Some how the conversation turns to peaking for presents. Now as a kid I was horrible about it. Ask my mother and she will tell you. She ended up hiding presents in the trunk of her car. That was back before they had the trunk latches by the front seat. That took all the fun out of it.

Any way, I am telling the boy that if he sneaks a peak at his presents that it takes all the excitement on Christmas morning. Without skipping a beat he says, "If it isn't exciting, then I will forget anyway."

Well at least he is honest about it.

Seasons Greetings and all that stuff

This time of the year I am usually mental or on my way. You have all that shopping, wrapping, decorating, cooking and putting up with that family member that everyone hates. Hey, you know you have one of those too!

Don't forget that stack of Christmas cards that needs to be addressed and stamped. I just spent most of the day doing mine and marking off each person off my list. I either need less friends next year or start buying in bulk at Sams Club.

It is the time of the year for reflection and being happy for what you have. I have come up with a few and wanted to share them.

First I am thankful for the 12 years or so we had with our dog, Jake. We lost him on the very first day of this new year. I am dreading that day coming up because I know what we all be thinking of.

Second, I am glad that I knew that wonderful woman known as my grandma. She was loving and courageous. She gave as good as she got. I knew this woman for 34 years and I still don't think that was long enough. So now I work hard with PanCan.org in her memory.

Third, a family member of mine (I wont say who to protect their privacy) had been diagnosed earlier this year with a awful disease. She then became pregnant a few months later. I happy to report that the baby keeps coming up negative. I hope for a happy ending because our family needs one now more then ever.

Fourth, my husbands mother had a stroke a while back. She is in her 2nd nursing home for therapy. She was finally able to lock and unlock her knees yesterday. Today she was supposed to take her first steps. She has worked very hard the last few weeks and it is good to hear that she is in better spirits.

Last, I am thankful for the roof over my families head, the food on my table and the clothes on my back. When ever it gets to that point where I want to give up (which was this year!) I think about the people who have it worse then I do and I can go on.

So this year make that list of things that you are thankful for and it should make you feel better too.