Titties & Beer

Tonight is our BIG adult night out!!!!! ~ I am so excited I can hardly stand myself!!!! Tonight is Rodney Carrington night (hence the title of this post) ~ I got the tickets for Scott for Christmas. I believe this is our first outing for something fun to do without children since Maisie hatched ~ sad I know. We have been to the movies once, but Maisie went with us ~ she was a week old at the time. I wanted to see Charlie Wilson's War and had planned on doing that the day it came out so that I was sure to see it before she was born ~ too bad she came out before the movie did! We got to see it anyway, just as a party of 3 instead of 2! My mom is coming to keep the kids while we go ~ woo hoo ~ not having to pay for a babysitter means we can afford to go to Happy Hour for a couple of cocktails and even eat before heading off to the show ~ what a novel idea! I will have to make sure I go pee out all of my happy hour cocktails before the show starts ~ he is so funny that I am afraid I just might pee myself if I don't! Below are a few samples of what we will be watching tonight ~ if you are easily offended I don't recommend you click on the links! I heart Rodney!

Titties & Beer

Dear Penis

The day my wife met my girlfriend

Maisie's New Do

On January 18, Maisie turned 13 months ~ and just 2 days ago her hair finally became long enough to get into her eyes! I am still amazed at how little hair she has ~ Hunter had way more hair than she does ~ he had so much that he got his first haircut at 11 months ~ he really could have used one before that, but I just couldn't bring myself to cut his curly little locks! However, I brought myself to doing it when it became so puffy he looked like he was circa 1972 with his little blonde disco afro going on! It still gets that way which is why I keep it so short ~ very well trimmed and blended on top with a 1" guard around the bottom and sides ~ no little blonde disco king around here! Now that my little mouse has enough hair to touch her eyes, I get the fun of "fixing" it ~ okay not like there is a lot of fixing to be done, but it's more than there was! The first morning that I pulled it up into her massive ponytail Hunter informed me on the way to school "she looks like she has a fountain on her head" ~ he is an observant little beast ~ her head does seem to resemble a fountain! Fountain or no fountain, she remains awfully cute ~ not that I'm biased or anything! I don't think she will quite be ready for a trip to the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique when we head back to Disney in May, but I can't wait until she is! I love seeing all of the little princess' walking around the parks ~ it really just adds to the magic of the place. Good god, what has happened to me? Never did I think I would see the day I could be sucked into all of this girly nonsense! I have to say though it is quite fun ~ I highly advise everybody get their very own little girl ~ maybe I'll start "renting" Maisie out to those who don't have a girl ~ I'll gladly let you take her shopping and to fun places like Sweet and Sassy just as long as you pay for all of her stuff! Sounds like a pretty fair deal don't you think?

The Bubonic Plague ~ The Final Chapter

So I think I have managed to uncover the culprit who took down not only our entire house, but also Scott's sister's house ~ THEIR MOTHER!!!!! The night we had been over there she touched Maisie's chicken nugget ~ although I was cringing inside about this and wanted to jerk that nugget right back off Maisie's plate I didn't make a big deal about it, she seemed healthy enough ~ I figure this is when she ingested the virus ~ the only way to actually become ill with the Norovirus is to ingest the nasty little bugger ~ since she didn't touch anyone else's food only my poor sweet little mouse became ill ~ until the barf and yucky poop started flowing around here and we just fell like a house of cards. Well, Scott's sister and her daughter saw their mom again on Friday and the little girl was sick on Sunday ~ just the right incubation time. After finding this out Scott called his mom and asked if she had been sick and low and behold she had been about a week before we came in contact with her ~ you can shed this virus for up to 2 weeks after getting ill ~ good god man! So anyway, I can now stop obsessing about where Maisie got the bug from and give up on my attempts at making all shoes be removed at my front door ~ I'm sure Scott is breathing a HUGE sigh of relief! Had Hunter been the first one to go down I would have just assumed he got it from school and that would have been the end of it ~ had Maisie actually been somewhere to catch it, like the store or a restaurant where she touched a germy cart or highchair (okay, lets be honest here, you KNOW I don't allow her to come in contact with those things ~ she sits in her Floppy) but I would have just assumed she had gotten around the Floppy and touched just the right germ filled location to catch it ~ but since that was not a possibility I really have been obsessing over where she could have possibly gotten it ~ hence my whole shoe theory. I make no guarantees that I will never get to the point of extreme OCD and decide to make people take their shoes off anyway, but for now shoes are still welcome inside ~ as long as they are clean! My lesson learned here is I am done letting my guard down in my battle against germ warfare ~ I don't care who makes fun of me for being germ OCD ~ at least my mouse will be healthy ~ now if I can just find a plastic bubble to put her in......

I've Created a False Clorox Market!

Fortunately for us, and all who come around us, the plague has passed and we have all lived to tell about it! I kicked Scott out of bed first thing Friday morning ~ I informed him that he had already had a day to lay around a moan and now there were things to be done. He wasn't too impressed, but left up to him he would have worked it for another week about how sick he was ~ please dude you seem to forget I too had suffered through the plague ~ the only difference was I didn't get a day to lay around and moan about how crappy I felt! Ah, the life of the mother ~ your days and duties don't stop just because your head is in the toilet! Hunter was a little slow to get started, poor kid I'm sure every muscle in his body hurt from all of the barfing ~ mostly dry heaving ~ that he did but once he got going he was off and running as usual! I was still busily bleaching everything in this house ~ if any one of us could have possibly come in contact with it in any way, shape, or form it got bleached! I employed the boys in the playroom to wipe down all of the toys and things with bleach while I continued bleaching throughout the house ~ I don't know that this house has EVER been so germ free! I'm amazed that there is still color left in the tile given how many times it has seen a bleach bath since Friday! I'm feeling much more comfortable in my own house now ~ a much better feeling than one of germs just crawling all over you! I think I could honestly be medicated for my germ OCD ~ seriously, it just gets worse every year ~ you would think that I would have been at my worst germ precautions with Hunter as a baby, but let me tell you I am far worse with Maisie than I ever was with him! I attribute that to knowing what life with a sick kid is really like ~ Hunter had RSV when he was 3 months old ~ bad enough that they were debating whether to hospitalize him or not. We have battled respiratory issues with him ever since ~ last winter was the first year in his life that didn't involve breathing treatments or an inhaler! I am still debating whether I am going to allow shoes to be worn in the house or if they will be removed at the door ~ Scott thinks I have truly gone off the deep end on this one! If anyone stays at a hotel with slippers, swipe them for me would you? I could have a basket of slippers by every door! Medication is getting closer by the day!

The Bubonic Plague Part II

Let me start this off by saying I am in germ HELL!!!!! About 1:00 this morning Scott fell victim to "the plague" ~ as we were going to bed he announced that his stomach felt weird ~ he didn't feel sick , just weird. I informed him, as he took a swig of Pepto, that I felt confident he would indeed be tossing his cookies before too long and that Pepto is a terrible thing to throw up and to keep it down when he was barfing because after the day and night I had endured I was exhausted! Let me just say he didn't keep it down so I found myself awake at 1:00 with him. Not too terribly long after he returned to bed I heard the dreaded sound coming from the other end of the house ~ the sound of the boy in tossing his cookies ~ he too had fallen victim to "the plague". The last stomach bug he contracted I really lucked out on ~ there was no barf anywhere that there shouldn't have been ~ none in his bed or on the floor ~ he had actually made it to the toilet ~ this time I wasn't nearly as lucky! Not only had he barfed all over the bathroom floor, but his bed was also victim of this heinous crime! I will give Scott snaps because he did surface long enough to help me get the bed changed before scurrying back off to the confines of our bathroom. I put a trash can in Hunter's room and told him if he was gonna barf again to put his head in there if he couldn't get to the bathroom ~ he proceeded to barf in the trash can all night long ~ about every 15 minutes for most of the night. I finally went to the store at 4:00 to get him some Ginger Ale ~ I try to keep a 12 pack in the house for moments just like these, but go figure my husband likes to use them as mixers and there is never one to be had when I really need it. I sat down in the chair at 5:00 with a cup of coffee figuring there was no point in getting back in bed since every time I did I would hear Hunter and get right back up ~ the next thing I knew it was 5:42 and I had apparently fallen asleep sitting straight up ~ but that also meant that Hunter hadn't barfed for 50 straight minutes ~ hallelujah! I thought to myself well surely he must be through and went to bed ~ I was immediately in a coma and woke up at 5:53 to the sound of Hunter's head in the trash can ~ damn it man! So back to the every 15 minutes we went ~ ugh! I got up with Maisie about 7:30 and Hunter got up too to put himself in the playroom and had requested a bottle of water ~ thought he must be feeling better to want something to drink ~ I foolishly didn't bring the trash can into the playroom with him and low and behold he threw the bottle of water back up ~ fortunately he went running for the bathroom so the cleanup was minimal. Back he came and asked for another bottle of water ~ I told him fine but he was just going to throw it up too ~ he took the gamble ~ although I had gotten smart this time and brought the trash can in ~ he managed to keep that bottle down for a while ~ even fell asleep on his couch ~ no sooner than he woke up out came the water ~ and a good bit of it on the playroom floor. On that note I banished him to his bed until he has stopped throwing up! I am not going to keep cleaning up barf off the floor in places Maisie goes ~ although she was the initial stomach bug offender, this is some super mutated bug or something and I certainly don't want Maisie to get the mutated version ~ if that's possible. The icing on the cake came after I had banished Hunter to his room and Timon walked through the door from outside and came in to barf on the floor! Are you kidding me? Didn't I just say I was through cleaning up barf off the floor? All Scott could do was sit there like a jack ass and laugh! Sometimes I really hate him!

Unless your are totally OCD about germs you couldn't possibly know what I'm going through over here ~ I would really like to crawl out of my skin! I am just waiting for it to warm up enough outside so I can open all of the windows to get some non germy air in here! As soon as Maisie gets up from her sleepy we are off to Sam's to get another industrial size jug of Clorox Clean Up so I can thoroughly sanitize EVERYTHING!!!! There isn't enough left in my current bottle to accomplish what I am going to do! I may not sleep for the next week in my quest to completely de-germ this joint! YUCK YUCK YUCK!!!!!

The Bubonic Plague

Okay so maybe it's not quite as severe as the bubonic plague, but when you are the one suffering through it you might think a little differently! Monday morning my sweet little baby mouse barfed ~ I had heard her coughing at 5, 6, and 7:30 and went racing in her room each time because it sounded like she was throwing up ~ there was no throw up to be found. When she got up at 7:30 she was rattling when she breathed and I thought great she has a cold ~ must have been coughing because of drainage. She just really wasn't acting like herself so I figured she didn't feel too hot and then chose not to eat her yogurt for breakfast ~ a sure sign something is amiss. She was hanging out in the highchair while I packed Hunter's lunch when I heard her cough and turned just in time to see milk spewing from her mouth ~ absolute confirmation that she didn't feel good. I threw her in the tub and got her cleaned up before heading out to drop Hunter at school and on the way home I heard the tell tale cough again and sure enough the barf followed. Yuck ~ all over her brand new Barcalounger, I mean car seat too. After that she appeared to be fine ~ went down for an early sleepy and woke up starving so she was obviously on the mend. Given her rapid recovery I wasn't so sure she had a stomach bug, but later that day I had run to the grocery store and left the kids here with Scott and when I got back Maisie was bathed and ready for bed ~ this was 6:00. I was impressed that Scott had given her a bath, especially since he was about to walk out of the door for a softball game, but then the truth came out ~ he reported that she had "shit up to her shoulder blades!" ~ hence the bath! I decided that she must have a bug given the goo exiting her body ~ yuck! I let my germ guard down on Saturday while we were at Scott's sister's house ~ I am going to bet this where she picked up the bug ~ she hadn't been anywhere but here so I don't know where else she would have gotten it. Everyone likes to make fun of me for my germ -a- phobia, but I will point out that every time I have let my guard down she has gotten something ~ just colds until this little adventure.

This morning about 2:30 I woke up thinking I didn't feel so hot myself ~ I was convinced of this a short while later as I put my head in the toilet. Now let me just say there is nothing in this world that I hate more than barfing ~ yuck! I went back to bed and watched TV but never barfed again ~ woo hoo! When I was kicking Scott out of bed at 5 he asked if I was going to live and I foolishly said "I thought so" ~ I really should have let my feet touch the floor before I came to that conclusion! I told him I either had what Maisie had or the deer from the night before had poisoned me ~ he assured me that the deer had nothing to do with it ~ guess my sweet little mouse barfing on me did though! When Maisie started calling at 7 I knew I had made a mistake telling Scott that I was going to live and to go to work ~ I had hardly made it Maisie's room before I knew I was gonna spew! Now as Murphy's Law would have this Hunter walked out of his room at the same time I walked into Maisie's and went into their bathroom to pee ~ when I quickly decided that throwing up was inevitable I looked in the bathroom and he was showing no signs of stopping peeing anytime soon ~ the thought of racing in there and just pushing him into the bath tub did cross my mind. Instead I quickly put Maisie on the floor and took off running across the house in search of my bath room ~ unfortunately I didn't make it past the kitchen and ended up with my head in the sink rather than the toilet ~ and yes it has already been thoroughly bleached! I am feeling better ~ okay I still feel like warmed over dog poo, but I at least feel I am done barfing ~ guess I can't complain too much about a stomach bug that only makes you barf twice ~ could have been one of those 12 hour non stop barf parties! I'm sure however that by the time it has mutated and Scott contracts it this is what we will be looking at. I hope he and Hunter are going to be spared ~ especially Scott ~ he is the world's worst patient ~ although I really think all men are. I dropped Hunter at school this morning ~ didn't bother to even get out of my jammies, just dropped him at the front door and left. I also didn't pack his lunch ~ I told him he could have the wheat loaded lunch and snack that they would be serving today ~ he was THRILLED! I had better watch out or he will start intentionally contracting stomach bugs so I get them too ~ he's sneaky like that! Scott rode to the office in the van pool this morning so there is no coming home to rescue me ~ guess the mouse and I are on our own ~ I bet we will survive.

One Small Step

Today Maisie discovered the art of cruising ~ she has been pulling up here and there, but this past Saturday started pulling up like a mad woman ~ all week she has just pulled up and then plopped back down to scoot to her next destination. Today however she discovered that her feet would actually come up off the floor and move in the direction she wanted them to ~ and so she began to move in an upright position ~ upright as long as she is hanging on! Later in the day she discovered the handy little shopping cart that she got for Christmas and just what it can do for her! I have said all along Maisie is LAZY and does things at her own pace ~ we learned our lesson with Hunter about teaching them things such as this ~ that kid was crawling by 7 months, fluently cruising the day after he started to crawl, and stood up and walked off the day he turned 1 ~ I am thoroughly enjoying Maisie's leisurely pace!

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Nature

Hunter with his new pets on cage cleaning day ~

they really enjoy hanging out in the yard ~

could probably do without that kid though!

Our humble little abode has grown by 8 feet ~ and no, I don't mean I'm pregnant with quads! The week before Christmas one of Santa's little elves knocked on the door while Hunter was at school ~ okay so maybe that's not what really happened, but that's the story we're sticking too! All Hunter knows is what we tell him ~ and the lie for this event is that there isn't room for pets and toys on the sleigh, so the elves deliver the pets 1 week before Christmas ~ hey sounds lame, but he believes it! So what really happened goes something like this ~ Hunter has been asking, begging, pleading for a guinea pig since he was 3. At the time when he first started talking about one he had just turned 3 and informed me that he wanted one but couldn't have one yet because you had to be 4 to have a guinea pig ~ I told him I thought that was a good age and left it at that figuring he had a loooooong way to go before turning 4 and would soon forget about this guinea pig dream ~ ha! I really should have considered the prospect that I was dealing with the kid who has the memory of an elephant ~ when he turned 4 he asked where his guinea pig was not that he was of age ~ I was 5 months pregnant at the time so I told him that I felt fairly confident that I shouldn't be cleaning out a guinea pig cage while harboring a little being within ~ and that I was afraid Sophie would eat said pig ~ he seemed to take that in stride and said well maybe when I'm 5. So he turns 5 and again asks where is his guinea pig ~ mind you every time he has been in Petsmart with me he always stops to admire the guinea pigs ~ and I told him I thought it was best of we waited until after Sophie died to get one ~ his next question was "when is Sophie going to die?" ~ my answer of probably no time soon was not the answer he was looking for. So there is a Yahoo women's group here in the neighborhood that I am on and people are always posting things for sale or to give away amongst other things ~ the week before Christmas someone posted a single guinea pig and all of his belongings free to a good home ~ I contacted the lady about the pig but somebody had already snatched him up. The very next day there was another guinea pig post only this time it was for 2 free pigs and all of their belongings. I was the first to contact this lady and so just like that the pigs were mine! I told her that I would take them on a trial basis to see if the dogs were going to try and have them as appetizers and if so I would be returning them. Guinea pigs are not a cheap investment ~ I believe each pig is about $30 at Petsmart and then you have the cage, pigloo, water bottle, etc. on top of that so to get it all for free was a real score ~ if you're in the market for a pig that is ~ yet another reason I didn't want to invest in a pig just in case the dogs decided to make a pu pu platter out of them. I dropped Hunter off at school and headed off to retrieve our new pets ~ brought them home and the dogs could have cared less ~ they were obviously here to stay. One is a calico that Hunter has named Colorful and the other is a 9 point something (all it means is he has bed head all the time) who is brown and appropriately named Brownie. I have to admit they are pretty cute ~ I forgot to give them their breakfast one morning so they sat there whistling at me until I brought it ~ just what I really need, 2 more demanding things in this house!

Now both of the pigs are males, but as with all animals there must be a hierarchy ~ apparently Brownie is the man and Colorful is his bitch ~ I say this based on the repetitive prison raping that was occurring yesterday. This constant, and I mean constant, raping that was taking place really had Hunter concerned about them "fighting" (I love the innocence of a 5 year old) ~ so concerned that he pulled Colorful out in an effort to save him ~ no joke it was so constant that when Scott got home he inserted a partition into the cage to make the horndog leave his bitch alone ~ the horn dog proceeded to try and gnaw through the metal shelf partition. He obviously needs a conjugal visit to release some of that pent up frustration! When it was time to put the pigs to bed we removed the partition so we could put their pigloo in ~ Brownie had finally calmed down ~ I think I may have seen him smoking a cigarette at one point ~ and all was good.

Now my Aunt was a teacher before she retired and she always said that little kids will tell you anything ~ she said she always knew exactly what was going on at home because they would come in and just spill their guts ~now these are just little kids so they really don't know you aren't supposed to tell everything that happens. We have run into this issue with Hunter here recently ~ not that he spilled some dark secret from around here or anything like that ~ we had the stranger danger talk with him which we obviously approached in the wrong way and managed to do nothing but scare the shit out the kid ~ totally freaked him out! We didn't say anything scary just told him he needed to be careful when playing out in the front and not to go near a car that he didn't know, etc. ~ apparently all he got from this was that he couldn't play outside anymore because of strangers ~ the next day at school he was spilling his guts to his teachers about the strangers at our house. When I picked him up that day his teachers were quite concerned and asked me about it and if we were okay ~ I then told the story of what really happened and cleared up the matter. Today when I picked him up his teacher came over to tell me about Hunter reliving the great guinea pig fight of '09 for her ~ all I could do was laugh and said yeah it was really more like nature, not a fight ~ she laughed and said yes, she had figured that out based on his description of the fight ~ I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall for that one! Like I said before I love the sweet sweet innocence of a 5 year old ~ if only they could stay so innocent forever!

R.I.P.

Scott has an Aunt who became a widow a couple of years ago ~ they never had children and have never owned a home, always rented. She is apparently a cat fanatic ~ nothing wrong with that, they are her children after all ~ I can certainly sympathize with that. On Saturday we are supposed to get together with Scott's sister, their mother, and their Aunt to discuss their mother moving down here ~ Scott's sister called last night to say that it didn't look like their Aunt was going to be at this get together because one of her cats died and the funeral is on Saturday. I was kinda taken off guard by that statement and said "the funeral? You mean like at a pet funeral home?". The answer was yes. Now I am fanatical about my animals, but this is over the top even for me! Scott then informed me that this would not be the first pet funeral to take place with her either. He said well you know they have never owned a home so where else would they bury them? You're not just going to throw them away ~ which I totally agree with, I could never just throw away one of my babies. My beloved Scooter is buried out at my parent's house in the pet cemetery there ~ we have lived in that house for 32 years ~ when someone dies we are always afraid that we are going to accidentally dig someone else up ~ my mom assures us that she knows precisely where everyone is. Guess she must, because as of yet no one has been disturbed! My comment about the situation was that if I didn't have the pet cemetery at my parent's to bury Scooter I would have had him cremated and then would have sprinkled his ashes on the beach where he loved to play. So a little later I was cleaning up the kitchen and started to chuckle about the whole thing again ~ Scott asked what I was laughing at and when I said the pet funeral he said "what do you think a pet funeral cost?" ~ what did we ever do without the Internet? He googled it and was shocked to discover that there is more than one place where you can have a pet funeral ~ and the next thing I heard from across the room was "holy shit! That's it, we're going to buy a piece of property and a shovel!". It was over $500 for a SMALL plot, but with this you got a marker and a picture of your beloved ~ now on top of the plot fee there are also maintenance fees just like in a human cemetery! Can you even imagine? One of the places he was checking out also offers grief counseling! I would have never in a million guessed that there was money to be made in the pet undertaking world! After he was done with his little pet research project he looked up and said "I can't believe she is going to spend $1,000 to put a f ' ing cat in the ground!". True story ~ I couldn't make this shit up if I tried!

Christmas 2008

Okay, so I finally have a minute again and I have some catching up to do! Christmas was great as always! We always start off here for Santa in the morning, let Hunter play with his new haul for a little while, and then load up and head off to my parent's to do Santa again, hang out for the rest of the day, and feast like it's Thanksgiving all over again! Hunter got some pretty cool stuff this year ~ not like he doesn't every year! Santa left a trip to the ER ~ I mean a motorized Razor scooter under the tree for him ~ we figured since he has the hang of a 2 wheeler that surely he has the balance to be able to ride that and he most certainly does! As soon as we were done opening presents he was out the door with his super hero cape ~ another Santa gift ~ and riding that scooter like he had been riding for years! He has yet to have a crash to my knowledge ~ but just in case he does the helmet is mandatory! May not keep him from a lime green cast on his arm, but hopefully it will protect that giant head full of brains! Santa also left the entire family a Wii ~ how much fun is that! We all got cool accessories for it on our stockings ~ things like colored skins for the remotes and colored steering wheels ~ all of my stuff is pink as you would expect! He had also requested a Helmet Heroes ensemble ~ he loves to play police officer when they are outside so this was really a must ~ normally he is just running around making the siren noise with his mouth ~ you know using his imagination like we had to do as kids ~ but really we must embrace technology and give them the tools to make these sounds with a machine. Okay, so he is obviously still using his imagination to play ~ this just gives his imagination some nice visual enhancements ~ not to mention it is is pretty cool! I have some stellar video footage of Scott wearing said helmet on Christmas morning that I will post just as soon as I figure out how to edit the video ~ I figure NOBODY wants to see our entire Christmas morning footage, so when I figure it out I will post only the choice video for your viewing pleasure! Hunter is now the proud owner of a marshmallow blaster ~ it shoots the giant marshmallows ~ the dogs LOVE this toy! They are quite the handy little clean up crew! The beauty of this gun is that you can eat your ammunition if necessary! Speaking of guns he also got a Nerf dart tag system ~ he wanted the machine gun but I just refused to spend that much money on a Nerf gun ~ not to mention that we would have had to buy 2 of them so Scott could have one too! The beauty of the dart tag is that there are 2 of them so each boy can have their own and I don't have to listen to them arguing over it! Over at my parent's house he got a bunch of stuff too ~ the big present over there was a Tony Hawk 18" bike ~ now that he can ride solo a new bike was a must! He loves his new wheels and spends pretty much all afternoon out in the cul-de-sac riding on that and the scooter ~ makes for quiet afternoons for me and sleepy nights for him! Maisie hauled in some pretty good loot herself ~ it was actually very difficult to shop for her because there is absolutely nothing the girl needs! She is still into the little baby toys that we have all of from Hunter ~ not much has changed in that department ~ but we did manage to score some things she doesn't have. She got her own set of wheels ~ a cozy coupe that plays music, a princess couch so she can sit in the playroom with Hunter, a pony that you can hook up to the TV and learn things from , and a Laugh & Learn kitchen. I am fairly confident that you can look at out roof line and actually see it lifting right off of our house! My goodness little people and all of their crap take up a TON of room! We had no idea when we built this house just how limited on space we were going to become once the little people invaded ~ when it was just Scott, the dogs, and I this place was HUGE ~ no more man! Scott and I really don't do Christmas for each other ~ it was a rule when he worked offshore that if he wasn't here for a holiday we just didn't celebrate it ~ in all honesty when you are offshore for the holidays that day is just another day ~ nothing special about it. Since having kids we would far rather just spend the money on them instead of ourselves because there is absolutely nothing we need either ~ besides Christmas is about seeing the joy on the kids faces, not ours. Having said that though I got Scott tickets to go see Rodney Carrington at the end of the month ~ he is HYSTERICAL!!!! I am looking so forward to this show ~ we have seen him once ~ right before I found out I was pregnant with Hunter ~ and laughed until we cried! We also watched him on TV doing one of his acts not long before Maisie was born ~ I was laughing so hard I thought I might go into labor! He is undoubtedly raunchy, but then again aren't all comedians? It will be great fun and I can't wait!!! Scott has given me some nights of vacation ~ in other words he will deal with dinner and the kids and I get to eat bon bons ~ I think that is the best present EVER! My parent's got Scott the coolest gift ever ~ a kegerator ~ yes, you read that right I said a kegerator! My friend Cindy is appalled at this ~ she said "surely it is in the garage" and when I replied no it was in the kitchen she couldn't stop laughing! As if we were going to put it in the garage ~ then we would have to walk across the entire house to get a beer! If Scott could figure out a way to put it in between our 2 chairs he would oust the table that is currently there and replace it with the kegerator! I must say the kegerator ROCKS! My mom told me today that we got the kegerator last year so she guesses this year she will get us rehab ~ ha, shows how much she knows, rehab is for quitters and quitters we are not!

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