Kids and Bed

Am I the only person out there who has night owls for kids? School starts tomorrow, the alarm is set for 5 and I have 2 kids who refuse to give it up and go to bed! One of them is in MY bed! I could pull her out screaming but she might wake the others and I am not up to another night on the couch with Tiny.
I am so irritated I just want to scream!
And I hate someone. I would say their name but one day they might find my blog on my facebook profile and then I'd have to deal with her even more than I all ready do. She is pushy and obnoxious. I hate her. HATE!!!!!

Maybe tomorrow will be better, though I doubt it.

Today we started 7th grade. When I say we I mean my little baby dwarf who shouldn't be anywhere near old enough actually went to school while I sat and worried about her. Okay, I didn't really sit, I ran around like a lunatic trying to get everything done that needs doing before Monday, when , by the magical time of 8:40, ALL but 3 little ones will be at their assorted places of education. I didn't ever think I would be one of those moms who had one graduating and one turning a year old at the same time. At least I'm not like the cliche moms who are pregnant at their oldest child's wedding!

We still have to make one last trek to the store before school starts. It just wouldn't be right to start school in old shoes. I mean really, why bother wearing the old shoes at all when there are blisters to be had? One kid inherited the love, and I mean LOOOOOVE, of shoes from both grandmothers. I hate shoes. I wear them only when I have to go in somewhere, when there is snow on the ground, deep snow not just a sprinkle, or when the pavement is so hot it threatens to melt your feet off. I hate shoe shopping almost as much as I hate wearing shoes.

They are loading into the van as I type, I wonder if I sit here long enough if they will just come back in and put themselves to bed? Happily? Maybe happily is too much to ask.

I'm Back!

You all know I had brain surgery in June, at least those of you who talk to me regularly. I think I am going to say, things are back to normal. At least as far as the kids not being so willing to help and let me sleep all day anyway. I guess that's good, it's not like my little son is going to take care of himself and Tiny while all the others are at school.

SCHOOL STARTS NEXT MONDAY!!!!!7 DAYS!!!!!!

I wasn't sure we would all make it through the summer alive, and some of us just barely made it, but here we all are and I am so excited! Of course I do have to be at school alot more this year but that is voluntary so I can't complain there. Thursday is back to school night at our new elem. My little ones are excited to walk around the new school they have been watching grow in our backyard for almost 2 years now. I got a sneak preview last week so the thrill is gone for me. I can tell you that it is much bigger inside than it looks on the outside, and it looks pretty big on the outside!

Have you ever noticed that the last bit of summer finds everyone laying around like bums? That's what everyone here is doing. I better go remind them that Daddy is home tonight, that always gets them moving!

Blog of The BLOB!!!!!

Those of you who know the Prince are very aware of his unique way of saying things. A while back he says, LOUDLY, and first thing in the morning so that no one can stay sleeping, " Can you help me with this?" I jolt from my half asleep state, "Help you with what?" (Asking was my first mistake, I should have faked a deep sleep.) "This giant gelatinous Blob that is taking over my body." I hide under the covers and try not to make any noise. I tell him sure, I can help him eat better by making better quality foods. After he leaves for work I call Jules and laugh maniacally. The Prince is not fat, by any stretch. In fact I think he has filled out nicely since we met 18+ years ago. I have never had to wonder where my dwarfs got their flair for the drama.

Bored.......

Around here there is always a LOT going on. Always something that needs doing. Always someone who needs help with something. ALWAYS laundry.......

I am bored. I have nothing to blog about and nothing I WANT to do.

I know I should get the little dwarfs down for naps. I should get a head start on dinner. I could go out and get the weeds pulled before they are bigger than the flowers.

BUT, I don't FEEL like it.

I have crayon on the wall where my little boy has graced us with his artwork. I have paint chipped that I could touch up, it bothers me every time I look at the wall. I also have gotten a pretty good start with the laundry this morning, but I don't want to go all the way downstairs to start some more.

I want a beverage delivered to me. I want it from Sonic so I can eat the ice. I am not saying I wouldn't take almost any beverage that shows up, just that Sonic ice is really good. It's not good enough to get me up and in the car with the three little ones who are home and should be napping in order to get it. I am just saying I want a delivered beverage.

I guess I will go do nothing without dragging my 1 reader into the pit of boredom with me.

My Cute Kids........

People are always writing blogs about things their kids say or do that they never expected to hear or see until they were a parent. I have always thought those were sort of dopey things to write about. Until now. UFD went with her aunt to run some errands and came back with some left over fettuccine alfredo. She told her sisters to try it and picky #3 and Grumpy decided why not. Grumpy LOVED it!! She went and got her own fork and started slurping it up like I haven't seen her do with food EVER! UFD finally says "the rest is mine" and moves her plate up close to her face. Grumpy then shoves her fork into the space between UFD's face and the plate to get more. UFD screeches "Stop stabbing me in the nose with a fork!!" I never thought I would have to tell any of my kids not to stab each other with forks, in the face no less. I thought that all ended with Christopher and the fish.....

Things I've Learned on Facebook....

You are pretty much as evil as they come. You like to manipulate people and enjoy causing tragedy. You are only happy when you are making someone else suffer..

I am the worst Jedi in the known universe.

I am Squidward, this did not surprise me.

I am a fast car, no surprise there either.

I know all there is to know about men yet if I were a barbie I would be Goody-2-Shoes.

I know that Thursday night is special at my uncle Dan's house because he gets to take the trash out, the cans NOT aunt Sherri.

People say the STRANGEST things on Facebook. Who cares if someone is a fan of the great strawberry or if they are a fan of chocolate. Together strawberry and chocolate are GREAT!!! But separate who is a fan?

I learn more about people than I ever wanted to know. I have learned more about me than I wanted. And I think it's mostly crap, especially the part about my being really OCD.