Those Guys Have Great......Workout Routines
2007-10-23 09:22:00
I made a goof last night. A totally honest, simple, I didn't give it much thought before I said it goof. I was flipping through the T.V. channels and ran across that new dumb reality show, America's Most Smartest Supermodel or something like that. I've watched it on and off over the last couple of weeks when there is nothing else on. Well it was elimination time and I was sure they were going to eliminate the guy that isn't as in shape as the other guys, but they got rid of the plastic boobed chick with the collagen lips. So I say to my husband, " Wow! They actually kept the chubby guy." He says, "Oh yeah, look at him. He's a house. I can't understand it either," totally mocking me. My husband is what one would consider chubby. He doesn't drink so it's not a beer belly, just a chubby belly. So then I say, quite innocently I might add, " Well, he's not fat, but those other guys have great......" I pause, knowing that the next word out of my mouth was going to be bodies. But wit
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Happy Halloween
2007-10-31 14:32:00
Happy Halloween
! The kids are over excited. Gavin is a zombie soldier and Avlyn a witch. At least there is school today so it takes up most of the day. I hate when Halloween is on a weekend and they bug you all day about when it's going to get dark as if you control the sun. In the spirit of Halloween I thought I would post the definition of my name from the sexual dictionary. Honestly, I didn't think my name would be so sexually violent. rhyah --[noun]:A new position involving a machete'How will you be defined in the Sexual Dictionary?' at QuizUniverse.com
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Introverted Children
2007-11-08 07:58:00
I have found that the world has trouble dealing with introverted children. I'm not talking about children who are just shy in the beginning and eventually warm up. I'm talking about the children who enjoy spending time alone, spending time in a large group sitting alone and observing, and children who get embarrassed when they see someone they know out in public because it draws attention. I was one of those children. I, in turn, gave birth to one of those children. My son is a mirror image of me as a child - minus the pigtails and horrible swishing corduroy pants my mother used to dress me in. My son enters a party, full of children he knows, and sits alone and watches. People can coax him to play the entire time to no avail. Usually he gets comfortable the last half-hour, plays, and says he had a great time. I used to do that, and on occssion still do. Introverted people get tired from too much stimulation. It used to make my mother so mad because she is a loud, obnoxious, overbear
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We Both Look Humongous
2007-11-20 17:00:00
I had to write about this before I forget. This weekend we took a family pic with our digital camera for a present for my mother-in-law. She collects mugs and wanted our mugs on her mug, so we obliged. We took three pictures so we could choose the best one. While I was reviewing the picture we chose, with my husband standing over my shoulder, I said, "Oh my God, I look humongous!" His reply, "WE BOTH DO!"......I looked over my shoulder at him with one of those What-in-the-hell-is-that-supposed-to-mean looks. He then caught on to what he said and tried to cover for himself. My husband is the worst cover-up guy in the world. He could never commiserate with someone to commit a crime because their stories would never match. He says, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about myself. When I said we both do I meant ME." WHAT??????? To me the word 'both' entails more than one person. 'Both' means two...two apples, two dogs, two people joined in marriage who look like they're standin
Less Laundry Means Mom's Sick
2007-11-20 16:53:00
I always thought that when Mom got sick, the house became a wreck. In my house this is only partially true. I can trust my husband to do the dishes when they pile to the ceiling, and help the kids pick up their toys. The floors won't get vacuumed, mopped or swept. The furniture won't get polished. The bathrooms won't get clean. But overall the house stays nice. I had a sore throat/stuffy head/cough thingy. I wasn't dying by any means, but it did make me miserable and tired. My husband was nice enough to do a few loads of laundry this past weekend. He made a discovery too. When Mom is sick, there is less laundry to do. He says, "You can really tell you were sick this week." I thought, 'awww' he noticed how much hard work I do around the house and how I try to keep everything clean for them. WRONG! He then says, "Yeah, I hardly had to fold any of your clothes...it's mostly just towels and Gavin's school clothes." Oh.So my first thought was, 'he's implying that I supply the maj
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I Have Less Road Rage
2007-12-02 12:47:00
I realized last night that I have less road rage than I used to. I don't know if it's because I moved out of S. Florida, where people are willing to shoot you for cutting them off, or if it's because I'm getting older. Last night hubby and I were on our way to grocery shop and were driving through this neighborhood on a fairly narrow road. A lot of roads in this town are narrow, and there are some where a person can't be at a stop sign and have another person turn in, because there is no room. Anyway, we were just driving along when this little red car, coming in the opposite direction, starts laying on their horn. We have no idea what their problem was. Yes, the road is narrow. Yes, you have to scoot all the way over for two cars to drive next to each other. But in no way were we blocking this guy from driving by, considering he honked the whole time he was passing us and he never once fell off the road (damn!). Then he went up a little ways and stopped in the road. Luckily, I h
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