Friday, December 28, 2007

Name That Tune...

1. "If you don't eat your meat! You can't have any pudding! How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat???

2. " You know how long I've been on ya..since Prince is on Appolonia..since O.J. had Isotoners...don't act like I never told ya.."

3. "Remember, to let her into your heart, then you can start, to make it better."

4. "Some people want diamond rings, some just want everything, but everything means nothing..."

5. "Blue jean baby...L.A. lady...seamstress for the band..."

6. "She never compromises, loves baby's and surprises, wears high heels when she exercises...she's beautiful."

7. "It's been a...long December and there's reason to believe..maybe this year will be better than the last.."

8. "This bed is on fire, with passionate love. The neighbor's complain about the noises above..."

9. "Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am...."

10. "Don't go changing, to try and please me, you never let me down before...hhhhmmmm..."

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

"Anger Management"

I'm not sure that I know one person that doesn't have their moments of being a possible anger management candidate. That could possibly be because alot of my "nearest and dearest" are Italian New Yorkers (including myself-that is not a stereotype, do a study, and tell me the results) or it could just be human nature to blow your stack from time to time. Either way-I know I definitley have moments where my blood pressure flies off the charts in a matter of seconds. Here's a few.....

1. Automated services on the telephone. I feel my body getting warm just typing that. I am that raving lunatic that hits the ZERO incessantly until it brings you to a HUMAN BEING. Remember back in the day when people actually ran customer service?

2. A slow computer/dial up. I once thought I could save money by switching to dial up. That lasted I think 3 days and I decided my sanity was worth the cost of "The Bundle"(I still cringe every time I pay that bill).

3. When employee's behind the counter continue their personal conversations as they are taking care of you, that no one wants to hear, and don't even say so much as "have a nice day" to you when all is said and done.

4. Walking up to a table at the restaurant and being "shooed" away from someone on a cell phone. You better believe that person dies of thirst before I go back to that table. Sometimes people have no common sense. Right now, I am in charge of your dining experience-even though I'm "just a server".

5. NEXTEL. Enough said.

6. The volume on the self check out lines in the grocery store/Walmart. I feel like I am getting verbally abused...IS THERE ANYTHING UNDER YOUR CART!!!!!!!!!! DO YOU HAVE ANY COUPONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There's just no need.....

These are all legitimate anger sparkers-aren't they? But yet on the other hand I am one of the most relaxed, laid back, free spirited, carefree people you will ever meet. But I can admit that I have a button. And once it's pressed-watch out........It's like when you light a whole mat of firecrackers! People that don't have buttons scare me more than people that do have buttons....

Friday, December 21, 2007

Did you know? Part ll

1. On his debut album, "For You" Prince played 27 different instruments.

2. While playing in front of a large lake at the Crystal Palace Bowl in London in 1970, Pink Floyd played so loud, a number of fish were killed.

3. James Brown's wife tried to get her traffic tickets dismissed because of "diplomatic immunity" in June of 1988. She claimed her husband is the official "ambassador of soul". she lost the case. (GREATNESS)

4. Gene Simmons of Kiss has a tongue that is 7 inches long, 2 inches longer than most men.

5. Chuck Berry holds a degree in cosmetology.

6. Jimi Hendrix was thrown out of high school for holding the hand of a white girl in class.

7."Billie Jean" by Michael Jackson was the first video to air on MTV by a black artist.(When he was black that is)

8. Sonny and Cher were initially known as Caesar and Cleo.

9. The first group to be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame were The Coasters.

10. More than 2,500 cover versions of The Beatles "Yesterday" exist, making it the most recorded song in history.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

The Corbett Family

Okay now I am an even bigger disgrace because I hurt my mother's feelings with my last post. Those were not my intentions, it was meant to be light-hearted and funny. I got an email from her apologizing for falling short. Falling short? Those words never enter my mind when I think about the Corbett family, so I would like to now share with you the BEST types of memories. Ones that can't get lost while moving, ones that won't grow mold in a musty place, ones that even if the earth blew to bits couldn't be destroyed, because they are the memories in my heart. My big sister helped me with this because she remembers the earlier years when the Corbett's were just starting out....

Our father told Southland Corporation (7-11) he was leaving - he had NO JOB - but he had 4 kids and a wife he didn't want to be away from anymore. He would just figure it out - well he was such an awesome employee they practically "gave" him the store that became our families 7-11 so that he would still be with the Company.
If we were all busy with our own lives and out and about too much he would call a "family day" and we would all have to cancel any plans we had for that day and the six of us would spend the day together.
Both of our parents instilled a great sense of FAMILY in us because we were always the house the family gathered in and always multi generations.
Every year we went to Lake George for a week and stayed in an "Old school" cabin where we played games, cards, and swam, and still cooked in the cabin and sat down all together for every meal.
Our mother never worked in the summer when we were all in school so that she would be home with us and our friends.
They deliberately kept phones and T.V.'s out of our rooms so we would all come together every night in the living room as a family. No phone calls between 5-7 because it was family/dinner time. We all talked about our day.
We went to the diner every Sunday morning for breakfast-and most of the time they gained about 4 extra kids because our friends wanted in on the action.
My father taught all four of us how to swim, and the other three to drive. He took me out for a spin once, and took me back home and called The Driving School.
We would get woken up by our parents at midnight to join around the table and chow down on about 50 pounds of Chinese food.
Anyone could sleep over-but it was like pulling teeth to sleep out. My parents couldn't sleep without their family under one roof.
My Mom wanted new furniture, so she hauled everything out to the curb to try to force my father to comply. He followed up with getting lounge chairs from the yard and placed them in the living room. my mother stopped him before he could go buy the sand that he intended to pour throughout the room to finish off the look.
When our father died we did not have much money at all - me, Marie and our mom moved into an apartment. Our mother gave us the big bedroom and she took the little one with a twin bed - with the little bit of money she had she bought us new bedding, curtains, carpet etc…. To make the room nice since we had to leave our home - and she kept all the stuff we had, had for years. Completely selfless for her girls who had just lost their father - even while she had lost the love of her life.
To this day, 15 years after my fathers death, my mother wears her "bling"(and yes, it's bling) with pride, has never been on one date, and holds my father closer to her heart than ever. Like she always says.."You can't go from caviar to flounder!"

So you the big scheme of things, I wouldn't swap these memories for a baby book, or a family name, or a portrait, not for anything.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

The Finale of Four

I have blogged about this before on my pastor's wife's blog, Holly, but it warrants my own post being that I fell victim to the fourth child syndrome. There is no proof of my existence until a grade school photo. Every child in my family has a handed down family name from my father's side-except for me. You know who I was named after? NOBODY. I don't have a middle name because apparently by kid four, the imagination "has left the building". When your the fourth child, you divinely become the "Queen of the hand-me-downs". New things weren't necessary, especially that my sisters are 2 and 5 years from me. That would have just been wasteful. My father wrote a beautiful letter to my sister in her baby book that she will have to cherish forever. Do you really think I have a baby book? NOPE. And anyone that knows me has heard me say these things a million times. Do I really harbor bad feelings over it? No, but I will bust chops until my dying day about it. Here are some of the perks.....Being the "baby", if I call anyone one of them, they jump. If I need something or someone, "Johnny on the spot". Who's the clown of the bunch-me. I can be, because they carry all of the stress for me, because I am the "baby". I think they called me that until I became a mother at 24. On this past Sunday morning when I spent the night at my sisters, my mother made me breakfast, and my sister ironed my shirt. You know...the works to my advantage at times I must say. Now that I am a mother, let me share with you the differences between my 2, and let me know if you see history repeating itself. When my daughter started to eat food, I made everything that passed her lips myself, homemade and pureed with care. As soon as my son had 4 teeth we hit the drive through for a happy meal. Once a week (or more) I filled up my bathtub with bleach water and cleaned every single one of my daughters toys. If a toy looks dirty now, I rub it on my shirt, and move on. My daughters baby book looks like an accordion that won't even close, and I just saw my sons under my bed last night...or was it in the closet? I have all of my daughters teeth-I have time not to mess that up for him. I have everything from hospital shirts to her first mini golf ball to painted faces at the circus photos to locks of hair to portraits every 3 months for the first 2 years to her first tooth brush to BRONZED SHOES to dance outfits to several favorite outfits to 6 plus photo albums in the first 2 years....I better stop before you think I'm nuts but this list could go on and on. My boy...I have a modest bin of memories. I have one portrait because the little booger won't sit still for 2 seconds, I couldn't imagine him making it through 20 minutes of the circus, I have all of my sons photos in a draw in no chronological order in hopes that they will get put in an album one day. What am I doing? Will my son have the same stigma that I have carried for 34 years that I KNOW that when my mother told my father she was pregnant again (there are 4 of us in a five year span to the month) he said; and I quote verbatim..."No Rosie, you must just have a cold". Is this what I am reducing my one and only son to? I am a disgrace.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

What happens when you grow old?

Can anyone explain to me what happens to "style sense" once you grow old? Working at the restaurant, I see tons of people. Young and old. Not all, but most old people wear some funky stuff. Does something in your brain deteriorate as you get older that causes you to wear things that in your "hay day" you wouldn't be caught dead in? And am I destined to be that elderly lady that the younger generation is laughing at? Next time you go somewhere, observe......whether it be the VERY matronly haircut, or the obnoxious color schemes, or the make up that looks like it was put on in the dark in the car going over speed's crazy. And I am not being mean, I am stating the facts. Look around-I'm telling you the truth. Now my Grandmother until her dying day was stylin'. Hair was dyed, nails were done, and her clothes were very nice. And God forbid she leave the house without a heel on? NEVER HAPPEN. But she was an exception to the general population. When people ask me how I wear my high heels, and keep up with my nails/brows/toes/ response is this. "I'm not going down without a fight. I will not "frump" before my time. I will not succumb to the rut that women approaching 40 sometimes fall into." Ok I'm not nearing 40...but you know what I mean. I can fight it all I want, but one day, just as lots of others, I could very well be the elderly woman with the gaudy Holiday Sweater on with my jacket draped over my shoulders because I'm chilly and my Michael Jackson white socks, or better yet KNEE-HIGHS sticking out of my pants......that are floods, going to my once a week wash and blow out, and my rouge will be 4 shades darker than it should be. It's inevitable....oh well.

Friday, December 14, 2007

Did You Know...?? Part l

1. Deep Purple were the first ever rock band to play together with a symphonic orchestra.

2. Sheryl Crow started her singing career on Michael Jacksons Bad tour, and she was a back up singer for George Harrison, Joe Cocker, and Rod Stewart.

3. As of 2005, Queen albums have spent a total of 1,422 weeks or 27 years on the UK album charts; more time than the Beatles, and THE KING.

4. In 1987 Queen of Soul Aretha Franklin was the first female artist to be inducted into the Rock "n" Roll Hall of Fame, followed by the Supremes in 1988.

5. Billy Joel played piano on Shargri-Las "Leader of the Pack" in 1964.

6. Pink Floyd were the first band to use a quadraphonic sound system at their concerts. Using 4 different channels of audio, it was an early version of surround sound.

7. The harmonica is the world's best-selling music instrument.(who would have thought!)

8. The first video to premier on MTV was "Video Killed the Radio Star" by Buggles on August 1st, 1981. The most aired video in MTV's history is Peter Gabriel's "Sledgehammer".

9. Elvis Presley once entered an Elvis look-a-like contest in a US burger bar and only came in THIRD!!

10. Frank Sinatra once called Rock and Roll "The most brutal, ugly, degenerate, vicious form of expression it has been my displeasure to hear."(How dare he!)

Check next Friday for Part II.......

Thursday, December 13, 2007

The Change of Times

If you asked me 10 years ago if having to walk around the corner at night would be such a big "to do" I would have thought you were crazy. Last night I had to walk around the corner to meet the tow truck guy who was picking up my truck because my starter went. I would say it is a 1/4 mile walk on a well lit busy road. I can't explain to you the overwhelming fear I had. First off-to have to walk around the corner alone at night, and secondly to meet a strange man in a parking lot by myself. I am going to share my thoughts and actions with you, although you might think I'm insane afterwards.

1. I called my mother to tell her where I was going in case something happened to me someone knew my where abouts.
2. I thought about bringing my ID, just in case, but was torn because I didn't want to bring my whole purse.
3. Although I could have gotten there in less than half the time by cutting through the apartments, I went all the way around the long way to stay in well lit, busy areas.
Here's comes the psycho.....
4. I walked with the biggest key on my key chain clutched between my fingers in stab-ready position.

After he put the truck on the lift, and I paid him, I cringed at thoughts that he may ask me if I needed a ride home. He didn't. Feeewwww...I gave him $80.00 in cash-although it was $75.00, I didn't have correct change for one, and for two, where I come from, we tip everybody. I see in my experience here in the south that alot of people aren't allowed to even accept gratuity in that form. There's nothing like "greasing someones palm" in the North, sometimes it's a life saver. So, I walk away, he's pulling away, and I hear him put the truck in park, and get out and call out to me. My stomach hit the ground. I think I broke a sweat. All he wanted to do was give me $5.00 in change. What is wrong with me? This guy is trying to do his job, and I'm thinking I'm in grave danger. I remember being a kid in the 70's/80's, and walking to school with my brother and sister's without a care. I remember going out on my bicycle after school, and as long as I was home by dinner-it was all good. In this day and age I'm labeling every jogger, walker, and tow truck driver as a serial killer. Doesn't that make you sad? And the point of the whole story is that what I did last night could definitely be considered foolish and negligent. My sister flipped out on my mother for not stopping me from going. "MA...THIS ISN'T THE 50'S MA!!!" That's a little New York thrown out there for you compliments of my Big sis. Well as you can see I made it home in one piece, but I probably will never do something like that again. I think I lost a year of my life last night.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Slow Down For Alex

I saw this sign today on Colony Road. It was on a full sized beautiful Christmas tree wonderfully and obviously decorated with pride-solar lights included. Ornaments, garland, the whole nine yards. The tree was standing in a big red bucket on the side of the road. This has been on my mind all morning. Someone lost their Alex because someone else was speeding. See that little guy to the right? That's my Alex. I pray that no one has to endure what those parents and family will endure forever. Let's all make a conscious effort in this very busy season to slow down, pay attention, put the cell phones away when were in the car...think about what your talking about or rushing to. Is it really worth the possible consequences? Let's all slow down for Alex.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

The Music Lovers Challenge

Where to begin.....I would love to proudly say that I have no addictions. I'm not addicted to cigarettes, drugs, alcohol, soda, coffee, reality T.V., or any T.V for that matter....but I do have one severe addiction. MUSIC. Since birth almost. I know music that was rocking the world before my parents even met. I consider it a gift, not an addiction. I would like to say every Friday will be some type of Musical post. Whether it be "Did you know?", or Trivia, etc. But I don't think I want to commit. So I will just say I would LIKE to do a post on music on Friday's, but don't hold me to it. This first post is a challenge to all of the hard core music lovers out there. I challenge you to beat out my concert attendances. You think you can do it? Let's see........


Guns N' Roses, Metallica x2
Madonna x2, Janet Jackson
The Eagles, Fleetwood Mac
The Doors(less Jim, of course)
Pink Floyd,
Dave Matthews Band x6(their huge to me)
Phil Collins,
Billy Joel - Elton John-dueling piano's-UNBELIEVABLE

90's Grungy Goodness and then some........

Rage against the Machine, Faith No More
Third eye Blind, Counting Crows
Nine Inch Nails, Vertical Horizon
Blink 182, Greenday x2
The Cranberries, Stone Temple Pilots
Smashing Pumpkins, Bush
Live, Wallflowers
Tool, Oasis
Weezer, Cold Play
311, Pearl Jam

Big, but not exactly HUGE

Duran Duran, Bon Jovi
The Greatful Dead, The Allman Brothers
Steve Miller Band, Psychedelic furs

Cheesy and humiliating

New Kids on the Blizzzock
Tiffany, Paula Abdul
Debbie Gibson, The Village People

Here's the last 2 that fell into Cheesy, and Big but not huge(for their time)

Great White/WhiteSnake
Hall & Oates-my very very first concert in 5th grade.

Alright, bring it on, I dare you to beat that list. I'm so proud of that list. I'm getting rusty, but I am looking for a come back next summer at Verizon....My son came to 2 concerts with me in the womb. He can actually say he attended a Doors concert-how about that! This list also excludes the concerts I have seen with my daughter. Hillary Duff, Cheeta Girls, Hanna Montana....add them to the Cheese category if you would like.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Lysol to Go....

I was on the line in Walmart yesterday, and when I looked to my right, I felt a disturbing sense of excitement when I saw this travel size Lysol Spray. Let me start by saying I am a Lysol/Febreeze FREAK. Obsessed with "freshness". If I'm not spraying one or the other, I am burning candles-or my absolute favorite-incense. LOVE IT. Why the obsession? I really have no explanation. I don't smoke, and I have no pets, so it's not a cover up of any kind. Aside of the obvious stink bombs which I hope will be coming to and end soon. One of my favorite scents is when I open the door, and I can still smell the Mr. Clean that I used to mop the floor. Aaahhh.....So I find this travel Lysol that you can throw in your purse even! HOW AWESOME IS THAT. My question is this....can I whip this thing out and start spraying stuff in public? Is that against the rules? I will be spraying everything...high chairs in restaurants, shopping carts, that germ infested toy with the beads at the doctors office....the list is endless. I couldn't care less what people think of me, I would just hate to get hauled off in front of my kids for illegal use of disinfectant spray.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Video's That ROCK The World

I was flipping through the channels last night, and I flipped past "Video's that Rocked the World", and immediately, I was intrigued, so I went back. It is on FUSE at 11pm Mon.-Fri.. It takes a video, and people speak about it and why it made it's "mark" in music history. Last night it was Run DMC and Aerosmith's "Walk This Way." It was a pivotal moment in music history because it was the first time anyone ever blended hip-hop and Rock and Roll together. Something also transpired in the crowd on the set of the video, but I missed a little of it. It is a classic, unforgettable video. Aerosmith-amazing, Rock and Roll Icons, Hall of's hard to explain why Steven Tyler's dance moves and attire are acceptable-but they just are. Imagine Steven Tyler being your Dad? better....close your eyes, and imagine YOUR Dad ACTING like Steven Tyler. I know everyone laughed out loud right there. The next show was a show called "Loaded", and it was all Aerosmith video's. I am assuming that the shows go together? But I don't know. But if so, tonight is going to be KILLER, because the Video That Rocked the World is "Welcome to the Jungle"..G N'R. Then if they play all G N'R video's on the next show? SWEET!

Monday, November 26, 2007

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I need a husband

Write this date down, because these words rarely ever leave my lips. Anyone that knows me knows this. What do I need a husband for, I have been "borrowing" my sisters husband since I can remember. He's a great husband too. He has been in my life since I was 11, and he is my "go to" man. He is one of my many blessings. Well my "surrogate" husband was at the beach with his real wife this weekend, so I was out of luck. While other women look at being a single mother as a burden, or maybe like they have been short changed, I thank God for my children, and for giving the ability and health to be able to get the job done, and I am pretty damn good at it if I might say so myself. I am the bread winner, the housekeeper, the cook, the laundry service, the chauffer, the playmate, the nurse, and oh yeah-the mother. I am one of those typical people that think they can do it all by themselves. I know this is a terrible outlook, and it's not the way life is intended to be lived. But I have to say this Sunday and Monday, I prayed for God to bring me a good man. Head out to the car to go to church Sunday morning to start "The best series ever" at Elevation Church, and my car is dead as a door nail. What a dumb phrase-a door nail was never alive to begin with. Anyway without rambling, I had to bother 3 neighbors on a Sunday morning to find jumper cables, and the stinkin' thing still wouldn't start. I needed a new battery. My Mom takes me to buy a battery-they saw me coming too, because they sold me "The best battery they had". You know how that goes. Get home, and I will admit that the only tool I own is a hammer that I swiped from my surrogate husband...long story short it took my elderly neighbor over an hour to change my battery. What a sweet man. He's getting a Thanksgiving Cheesecake FO SHO. NEXT-Monday I go to the doctor, and she tells me "Go to the emergency room". Ugh. I wasn't going to go, but I did. I have Bronchitis and the start of pneumonia. GREATNESS. That's all I need. Worked Fri, Sat., Sun., night at the restaurant with it too. I'm a machine! LOL. Point of this story is that like 3 nurses said to me..."Are you here alone?" "Did you come here alone?" By the third one it took all I had not to say " Here is a lemon, would you like to squeeze it in my paper cut?" My moms hooked me up and came over, made dinner, and took care of my babies for me while I lay half dead in the bed. My son has never seen his mother lay down and do nothing. He kept saying "Get up Mommy...GET UP! Stand up Mommy!" As if to say-what in the world are you doing laying down before 11pm? So I am admitting today that there are times that I wished I had a husband. To rub my hair while I'm sick, change a battery, do an oil change. I'm old school, I'll do the womanly duties, you do the manly ones. If you know any man suitors worthy of such a fine woman, send them my way. JUST JOKES.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Fashion 101

Let me start this off by saying that this is MY opinion. There are fashions that will be on my "can't do it" list, that many women I know can ROCK. These are just my personal preferences. Also please consider the source. An Italian "Guido" from New York, and proud of it. I love stiletto's, sequence, beads, fur collars, rhinestones, big earrings, high fashion glasses, pointed boots-you get the picture.

Gotta have it

Boots in black and brown-up to the knee. I can't stand when someone sits down, and you can see where their boot ends.
Black, Brown, and a RED purse. Love the red accent. One pair of red shoes too.
Costume Jewelry-real jewelry is beautiful, costume jewerly accents an outfit better.
A pair of "old school" sneakers.(Nike's with know, Puma's)
Assortment of flip-flops
Large silver hoops
1 or 2 pairs of sexy shoes. (Mine include 4 inch lepoard peep toe pumps)
Little Black Dress
Favorite Jeans
A red shirt-this took me years. Not the first color I pick up. Great for the holiday season.
Wide bottom sweats
skull caps
Thermal shirts to go under t-shirts. Another "old school" look.

Can't do it

These first few are only appropriate for 6 foot tall "glasses of water" to quote my Grandmother.
Skinny Jeans
Sweater dresses
jeans tucked in the boot

Colored Jeans
Capri's and boots(I know this is very popular-I just can't do it)
Tights or stockings of any kind-even in the winter.
FLATS-those little rounded toe flats. I wish I could send them back to the 80's where they belong. I know half the world wears them.
Black Jeans
Turtle Necks(another popular one. I start to choke just looking at them)
Visible Bra strap with ANY type of shirt UNLESS it is the same exact color. When I see a bra strap with a halter, I want to call the fashion Po-Po.
Another personal one that many people wear. Any shirt that has a tie that ties around the back. My immediate thought-Maternity wear.
A busted pedicure-put some sneakers on girl.
Acrylic Nails
High waisted pants. Even Hollywood women look awful in these.

Aaahhhh...that was fun. I could do this all day....

Monday, November 12, 2007

Dodge Ball

Let's break this down...shall we? Dodge Ball-dodge the ball that is being whipped at you full force by one of your best buddies. This is a game that swept Elementary Schools across the nation in the 70's and early 80's. I recall the anxiety on gym day as a rather small, little girl. The best part-we played this game coed no less. So Big Bad Billy was front and center, looking for his next victim. It blows my mind how this was a part of the curriculum back in the day and approved by the school board. Who thought of this? Were they sitting around one day and some twisted person said "You know what would be cool? If we gave the kids those rubber red balls and let them just beat each other down with them until the tears busted loose!" I often wonder if this was the teachers way of ensuring that certain kids get their butt's whipped because they couldn't do it themselves (just kidding). Anyone that reads this and is old enough to know first hand-this game was no joke. Not a gym day went by that someone didn't take a shot in the ear, or in the nose, or in parts where things just aren't meant to be thrown full force at. Not one class went by where someone wasn't crying, with a beat red ear, or a bent back finger. Hurt, AND embarrassed all in one shot. What a way to boost a child's self esteem. I'm glad someone came along and decided to say "You know what, I don't think this is a safe game for 5-10 year olds to be playing. Let's get rid of this game." I'm glad for my kids, and for myself. If one of my kids came home and told me they "took one for the team" by catching a rubber red ball with their face in gym class today, I wouldn't want them to have to suffer the humiliation when "Momma Bouche'" walked into the school that day to address the issue.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

When it rains, it POURS...

Well, my day started with taking both of my children to Urgent Care because they are not feeling well. Not only did I come to find that both of my children have a sinus/ear infection, I also found out that my co-pay goes up when I take them to Urgent Care verses the pediatrician. So, I started my day off $60.00 broker then I expected. Once again, thank God for The Cheesecake Factory...anyway, then off to my nephews b-day party, and on my way home, as I looked in the back seat of the car and realized that I aquired 2 more lovely little girls (aka-my nieces) I cringed at the thought of bringing all 4 of them into Riteaid to fill the prescriptions for my kids that I never filled earlier because I am a professional procrastinator. SO, off we go into RiteAid. 50 minutes later, YES 50 minutes after my son trashed the store throwing a baseball all over, moving all of the candy that I can't for the life of me figure out why it is on a childs eye level, and my 3 girls checked their blood pressure about 4 times each, we were on our way with the prescriptions. We get home, we get out of the car, and I hear the blasting of the band at my church getting prepared for tomorrows worship experience. I was excited! I told the kids..."Listen, hear the music? That's our band getting ready for tomorrow!".....So I grab my 47 bags and purse and diaper bag and blah blah blah....and head for the stairs. Scoop my son up so we can go into the house and eat...and BOOM. The Riteaid bag got away from me. I didn't think much of it, until the smell of antibiotic came flowing up my nose. For the first time in my 34 years of life, I received 2 prescriptions in a GLASS bottle. By the time I got up the stairs, the meds were gone, seeping into the paper bag they came in. Can you believe? First the $60 bucks, then 4 kids in riteaid for 50 minutes, and then throw the cherry on top with now NOTHING to show for it. Called Riteaid-had to call Urgent Care-get a new prescription-it is being filled, and somehow they are beating me for another $10.00. I'm done. Stick a fork in me. The meds will get picked up tomorrow. If I deserve the "Bad Mommy" award-then so be it.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

No she didn't......

My daughter. She tried to pull her very first (of many I'm sure) "let me stuff this in my bag and put it on when I get to school....." On Monday, her grandfather bought her a new pair of flip flops. Well, all week long she has tried relentlessly every morning to wear them. I told her every morning that it is too cold for flip flops-put them away until the spring. I know this may not seem like a very big deal, but it is to me, and I will tell you why. Everytime I see a child at school with shorts on in the winter, or any other type of wardrobe malfunction, my very first thought is....."Where is her mother?" Well I intend never to be that mother that the other mothers are talking about. So anyway, she goes to her Dad's last night, deliberately puts the flip flops in her school bag, and slips through the cracks over there and wears them to school. In conversation with Alex this morning, he told me there was an argument about the flip flops, and that she went to school in them. You better believe I marched myself right up to that school with a pair of socks and sneakers. I was HOT. How dare she go behind my back and be sneaky like that. I wanted to go straight to her classroom, and call her out and make her put them on, but they wouldn't let me. So I called her down to the office-she was white as a ghost. I STERNLY told her that she went behind my back, and now I don't know if I can trust her....and I went on and on a bit to get my point across. She was looking all around as if to say "Your embarrassing me Mom". I was waiting for her to say it too...because my response would have been.."Well you embarrassed me by coming to school in flip flops in 40 degree weather. As long as I am clearly still in charge of her wardrobe-what I say goes! I did get a written apology though....

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

My "unusual" hatred for Stuffed Animals

I really do absolutely hate them. They are a complete waste of money. I think they should become extinct. They are useless, dust collecting, clutter making, stuffed fur balls that serve absolutely no purpose. I despise them so much to the point that when I had my son, I specifically told everyone I knew NOT to buy him any stuffed animals. My daughter stuffed him 1 bear at build-a-bear and left it undressed-and that is the only one he has SO FAR in his 2 years(almost) of life. My daughter has several,(excluding all of the ones that I loaded up in a garbage bag when she wasn't looking over the years) and they pile in a corner of her room. I feel dirty just looking at them. Some of them are even the cheap ugly ones that you win at carnivals-you know the hideous "Hot Pink" ones holding some ugly rose....but she won it, so how do I throw it out? I told her tonight that when she wasn't home I threw every single stuffed animal she owned in the trash. She said..."Don't even SPEAK to me Mom!" So I had to tell her I was just joking with her. I am guessing by her reaction that I will be looking at those stinkin' stuffed animals for a while longer. Great.......

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Where do the socks go?

Has anyone been able to solve this Mystery? I bet even Scooby Doo can't figure this one out. I just folded laundry, and I have SEVEN socks that don't have a match. They are all white. I would have never guessed that over time my children and I come up with 7 different styles of white socks. Who knew? And where are the socks? I periodically look behind the machine, I look in our drawers, and I put them to the side. I would say 50% of them show up, but I would still love to know where the other socks go? Does the machine eat them? And if so, which machine? Washer or dryer? Why socks, and never small pairs of underwear? Or does that happen too, but you just don't notice because there isn't another one that has no match? I think this is a mystery that will haunt us all forever.

Monday, October 29, 2007

It's starting MUCH too soon....

I didn't think i would be seeing this so soon. As my daughter asked me for a pen and paper in the car so she could write down a few things that she would like for Christmas, I was curious too see what it said. My daughter is a people person. She was the child that had a room full of toys, and never played with one. She was also always the kid that while most of the kids were playing, she was trying to catch an adults ear, or listen in if she could get away with it. She recently interogated her Grandfather's new friend. "How often do you spend time with my grandfather?" she asks...."Do you see him everyday?" "Where do you live?".....that's my girl. But when I got the list back, I saw something on there that I was hoping not to see for atleast 4 more years. ABERCROMBIE clothes. Ugh! At 9? She made 2 new friends this year, and I think I knew it was coming, but I was in denial. I had no intention of introducing her to stores like that until she had a job and could buy them herself. That's how it went down in my house growing up. If your wondering what else was on the list...let me see....rainbows, ipod money(she says her Dad put the WORST songs on her Ipod. her's a few....Another one bites the dust-Queen, Video killed the radio star, grease lightning, Hello-The doors--Good songs to me!) , a skateboard, boy clothes, which I changed to girls clothes, skater sneakers. I think that was it. Not too bad.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

The Price of Stupid Mistakes

Much to my dissmay, I noticed tonight that my son has taken a black ink pen to the back of my less than 2 month old brand new couch. And it's bad. The couch is light in color, so it is beyond noticable. I need help ladies. Any home remedies or suggestions for ink on upholstery? It's suede I guess....the lesson learned here for sure is to never leave a pen in reach of a little one. Even if it's in your purse hanging on the door knob. I am bummed over this one-and I can't even dicipline him for it because I have no idea when it happened. I showed it to him, and he was actually PROUD. "oooohhh Mommy, crayon!"........what do you do with that? I told him "NO", and he hits me with a "My good Boy". Aaaahhhh kids..

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Common Courtesy

This is a not so happy post because I am frusterated with the lack of common decency and lack of respect that plagues our world. The Nanny that was hired to take care of my children about 6 weeks ago took it upon herself to-POOF! Dissapear. No explanantion, no phone call, no nothing! At this point I would have taken any reasoning, even if it hurt my feelings. "Your son is too much for me", or "I don't like bossy, loud New Yorkers", but to not offend, a simple-"The job is not working out for me" would have suficed. But NOTHING? How can you do that to someone? To the kids? Where's your work ethic? What do I tell my son when he is looking for LAWI(Lori)? Or explain to my 9 year old that it wasn't something she did? Besides, for those of you who know my son, it would be an HONOR to get to spend time with him.(Now if that's not a bias Mommy talking.....)

Friday, October 19, 2007

The art of walking around in circles

I have MASTERED the art of walking around in circles. Let me know your thoughts. Do you ever find yourself starting something, walking away for just a second, and starting something else, then another, and then forgetting where you started to the point where you have the washing machine on, but there are no clothes in it? And the water is running to do dishes, but your 2 rooms away? Or even better, you were boiling water for a cup of tea, and it evaporated because you started cleaning out your t-shirt drawer? Am I the only scatter brain out there?

The pain of the "overdraft"

Don't you love when you check your bank account on line, and your total is in parenthesis? I can't think of anything that aggravates me more(I'm sure I could, but not right at the moment). I was charged $35 for going over $2.13, and my paycheck hit, but it wasn't "available" yet. Needless to say I marched myself right into the bank in my pajamas ready to battle this morning. Then when I was faced with a senior citizen at the help desk, my whole demeanor changed. Luckily, that sweet lady offered to refund the charge, I didn't even have to ask. Then some other woman who clearly doesn't have children gave my less than 2 year old a lollypop at 9:36am. But that's a whole other post....

Thursday, October 18, 2007


You can love it, you can hate it, but I think generally speaking, most of us try to stay away from it. Except for people like me, who have to stare at it for hours on end three times a week. Love it or leave it, The Cheesecake Factory is very good to me. If anyone needs a part time job, it is the best part-time money you could make. But I will say, being behind the scenes, you would NEVER eat another piece of Cheesecake again if you saw the nutritional info. I'm actually glad I did. I haven't had a piece since. Lets put it this way, one slice of cheesecake is equivelant to about a 1/2 week of recommended fat and calories! It's sinful! And yes...delicious.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

It's only the Beginning..

This is my very first blog entry. I am not computer savvy at all, so it's a small miracle in itself that this will actually get posted. We shall see. I learned about blogging in July. Yes, July of 2007. When I started attending my Church, I went to the website, which introduced me to blogs. Now there are not many, but a few blogs that I check on a daily basis. Some for informational purposes, and some to chat with other mothers and such. I can think of many interesting things to post on this blog, so be on the lookout!