It's just SMELLY MUD (diggin' day)

Starting today, Sunday's will be known as "diggin' through the archives" day.

Feel free to join me.
I mean, I'm not gonna MAKE you or anything like that but it would be pretty cool.
Just sayin'

Do you have a favorite post from Way back Then?
Pull it up and Post it!!
Got a post still sitting as a DRAFT? Finish it.
*Just be sure to change the date so it will post at the top of your blog.*

(Leave a link in the comments section, MckLinky had issues w/my blog)
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Originally posted July 10, 2009

My nose KNOWS.

Seriously, I have the nose of a blood hound. I can smell things from a mile away.
This can be a bad thing at times.

We were leaving grandma's one night and I smelled something.
SOMETHING that was NOT on my top 5 favorite smells list.
SOMETHING that is probably my number 1 most hated smell.

SOMETHING as in DOG POOP

I checked my shoes.....nothing
I checked both daughter's shoes.....nothing
I could not reach my son as he was in the very back of the vehicle but I made him check his own shoes.....nothing (so he said)

THE SMELL WOULD NOT LEAVE.
We finally pulled up to the house and got out.
As we were walking up to the door, I did another check on everyone's shoes.

UH OH!

I noticed something.
Something in the crevices of SOMEONE'S tennis shoes.

UH HUH

I say : "Lil Man, I thought you said there was nothing on your shoes."
Lil Man : "Oh, that's not poop.....It's just smelly mud."
No need to worry, Y'all.
It was JUST SMELLY MUD.
hmmm . . .

White, Nerdy and pretty HAWT

Hunky Hubby's been playing an online game here lately.
Actually, it's a Beta for the new Star Trek online game (debuts in February, I believe?)

Anyhoo...
He was sitting there playing it and the kids were ooohing and ahhhing over the "space ships".

Little Princess: "Daddy"
Hunky Hubby: "What?"

Little Princess: "Are there nerds in this game?"

bwahahahaha!

Me: "LOTS OF NERDS, honey."

"LOTS OF THEM!"

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Click HERE to view Weird Al's White and Nerdy video.
I love it!

(I had to remove it because it was slowing my site down.)

Shake what yo momma gave ya ...

diggin' through the archives
originally posted Jan 31, 2009
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While BLOG HOPPIN' yesterday, I saw this on my pal Angie's blog.
(and she actually found it from another blog....Blessed by 3 Miracles.)

A little backstory on the actual photo:
When asked to draw a picture of what they wanted to be when they grew up, second-grader "Sarah" turned in the lovely drawing shown below.



Now what comes to mind when you look at it?
COME ON, DON'T BE SHY!
You are probably thinking Momma works at the
errr
ummm
"Shakey Shakey" place
Right?

Needless to say, the teacher was a bit surprised -- Mrs. Smith had always seemed like such a conservative woman. So she sent a note home to the girl's mother asking for clarification as to the picture's meaning.

Mom's response:
Dear Mrs. Jones,
I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer. I work at Home Depot and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week before the blizzard hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had, and then I found one more in the back room, and that several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn't show me dancing around a pole. It's supposed to depict me selling the last snow shovel we had at Home Depot.From now on I will remember to check her homework more thoroughly before she turns it in.
Sincerely,Mrs. Smith


ROFL.....This actually reminds me of the time my son went to church telling his sunday school teacher that I made him drink beer.

Yep, BEER!

Only it wasn't BEER but rather ROOT BEER.
Kids....

the other word for pooooooop

Ah, the conversations that are carried on in this household . . .

Big girl : "Momma?"
Me: "Huh?"

Big Girl: "What's that other word for poop? "
Me: "HUH??"

Big Girl: "Ya know, the other word for poop."

Me: (scratching head)
Me thinking . . . Surely she is not talking about THAT word.
Me: noooooo not THAT word
And right before I was about to say *CR@P*, she says "Ya know, we talked about during school work a few weeks ago."

*Whew*

ME: "ooooooooooooooooooh"
"You mean feces."


Big Girl: "Yeah, Feces."
(we learned about the digestive system)

Me: "What about it?"
Big Girl: "What does it mean when one of your FECES floats and the other one sinks?"

Me: (blank)


P to the S: Hunky Hubby said I shouldn't blog this.
but
I have to document it.
I mean, I would hate to forget about this when she becomes an unruly teenager.
Payback, ya know?



And before you report me to the bad mommy association....
We do not go around saying CR@P.
but
It's the first thing that came to mind.
Ok....
The second thing
AND
We don't go around saying THAT other word either.

Overheard ......Ya heard?

WHO SAID WHAT . . .

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"What part of ONE SQUIRT do you not understand"??

"You are not wearing those outside".....
"Well, I can wear the shirt. It's brown. Mud goes with brown."

"Who is barking?"
"NO, not a dog bark."
"A kid bark."
"Who is barking?"

"Well, there goes our Kum Bay Ya moment."
**said at the campfire last night



"Oooh, I should grab my video camera."
"This would make a great blog post."
"bwahahahaha"
**said when the neighbor got his truck stuck in the mud
WHAT?
I don't get out much.

OH.AND
The mud comment up there totally reminded me of our SMELLY MUD incident.
(clicky-click my linky link)

overheard today

"If I die today.....YOU ARE IN BIG BIG TROUBLE!"

and NO, it wasn't yours truly that uttered those words

I'm not real sure what it was about either but I had to giggle.

WHY?

We have two bathrooms in this house, right?
(Well, we could have had three but at the very last minute I told them STOP! I want that to be an office instead.)
I guess you could say that I do my best work in the WAS GOING TO BE bathroom.
And I know that no one asked for that little tidbit but I like to ramble if you couldn't tell by now.

ANYHOO . . .
Two bathrooms (REAL ONES) and my kids only like to use ONE. The one they like to use is usually (OK ALWAYS) the one that someone else is using.
Did I just confuse anyone? Because when I read that it made no sense what so ever.

Oh well . . .
Today the little man went into the bathroom to do his BIZNESS and here comes princess holding herself and whining that she had to GOOOOOOOOOO!

Me : "Um, I know this is going to sound crazy but why don't you use the OTHER bathroom."
Princess : "NOOOOO! I want to use the one he is in."
(insert eye roll at this time)
Princess is holding herself, pounding on the door saying "LET ME IN!"
Now there is more whining and HERE SHE COMES.

Princess : "MOooOOmmA" (that's how she says it)
Me : "Yes?"
Princess : "He said he has LOTS and LOTS of pee to get out."

SIGH
Next time I will give her a roll of toilet paper and send her outside because obviously that would make more sense that actually USING the other bathroom.
Ya know what I mean?