Topsail

Twenty plus years ago we would spend a week each May on the North Carolina coast with the extended family enjoying the beach and our teeny tiny children.  A week of fun for $254.

Emmy is getting ready for Spring Break so we brought up the Jolly Roger and the fun times we used to have that she was too young to remember.  They may go there, they may not.  It was fun to recalll Emmy's fuzzy hair blowing in the breeze and Erin and Erica playing Power Rangers in the motel parking lot.  I have pictures.  Our hotel was right on the beach.

I think the time is coming when we may once again have an extended family vacation but with my teeny tiny grand kids...that would be fun.  We will see. 

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Michael Jackson knew about Twitter long ago.  He just played it off as a rockin' robin.

Twitter is so much fun.  I get like a little kid when I tweet at a star or local celeb and they tweet me back. 

Ah the little things that brighten a cold snowy winter day!  Go me!

Tweeting only goes so far.  If we get any more snow, I may lose my mind, along with every other person in the Midwest.

I promise not to complain when I have butt-sweat this summer.

Night Terrors

Ever since Erica was born I have the most realistic nightmares.  It all started when I thought someone had broken in to take her.  I acted out my dream. Jumped on the bed and was like I was fighting off some mad man.  My husband thought I was crazy.  One time I actually hurt myself by launching myself off the bed and hitting the dresser.  I awake as they are occurring.   If you gave me a lie detector test I would tell you they are real, even though I know better.

Last night was the latest.  This one only involved bugs biting me in the forehead (haha hahaha) and I awoke to me brushing them off the bed.  Actually I brushed Junior off the bed. He didn't care for that. 

I wish they would stop.  They get me all hyped up and since my mind thinks it's real, I can't get back to sleep.  At least no one is trying to take my kids anymore.

I bet I am going to be really interesting as an old lady.  I'll be coming to bingo talking about the robbers I fought off the night before.  I better make sure my room at the home doesn't have sharp edges.  Yep, good times ahead.

Duck-a-Palooza

I am a complete nut about making sure the bird feeders are full every day and there is feed on the ground.   Especially now when we have so much snow and the animals are struggling to find food. Michael complains about going and getting the huge bags from the feed store.

Today all the years of putting food out paid off.  A dozen ducks and a squirrel all  came at the same time.  I was thrilled.  So much so it was hard to get a pic of them from in the house.   I thought if I breathed too hard they would fly off.  But here's my best shot.  Oh happy moment.

Don't Tell Junior

I hate keeping things from the little man, but I think it's best this time.  We went to the Indianapolis Dog Show and today they were showing miniature schnauzers.  

He doesn't need to know what one really looks like.  I don't want him to have self esteem issues.  We love him and that is what matters.  I would hate for him to have body issues like what we go through.  He is a proud male who will take on any other dog to show just how macho he is.  Let's leave it like that!  Junior, you're amazing just the way you are!  I am sure Bruno Mars and Billy Joel would agree. 

Show Dog

Chicken Circle Noodle Soup

I had to go over to let Elly out at lunch.  All I had with me was a microwaveable can of Chicken Noodle soup, the kind with the little circle noodles.

I heated it up and attempted to eat it.  After burning my tongue on the liquid, and slurping up some of that tasty-goodness, I realized a terrible trick had been played.  Those tricky little noodles congregate at the bottom and once the liquid is gone, they do not, I repeat they do not, come out.  

Now instead of just opening the lid and getting a spoon, I continue to try to get those tasty circular noodles out of that little opening.  The can clearly states I should be able to.  After fun turned to frustration, I then attempted to get off the lid.  HA!  

In slow motion it flew off and the little noodles fell to the linoleum floor at the apartment.  Elly was on them like, well, lightning to a steeple.  However those nasty little noodles betrayed her as well.  As she attempted to inhale them her breath made them fly in different directions.  It was hilarious.  My frustration turned back to fun.  Erin will probably find a little circle noodle or two tonight and wonder, what the hell?!!  

Flashback Friday

Remember the time in North Carolina when I went to Food Lion to grocery shop.  Yep, all 3 kids (under 4) and me for an exciting hour of shopping.  I do...

Got through the store, loaded up the kids, loaded up the groceries, and then the fun part...

Just as I was closing the lift gate at the back of the van I see them - the keys.  Inside the van.  Then everything goes into slow motion.  The door closing, the realization the doors will be locked,  the kids are in the car, cell phones aren't around, and I am a long way from home.

I valiantly try to get Erica to climb to the back and get the keys, but she cannot maneuver out of the car seat - damn those safety devices doing what they should.  Then I try to get the 2 year old to unlock the locks.  Ha!  Laughing and clapping was all I got as she thought it was a great game.  That's what I get for putting Erica in the middle seat.  Erica repeated everything I said to Erin.  I was actually kind of glad Erin didn't understand her.  It would have given me a complex, in addition to the bad mother one I already had.  Finally I leave the kids and run into the store and share my story.  I get the standard dumb mother with too many kids eyeball roll from the manager and then he lets me use the phone.  My husband comes and all is well.  

I end up locking my keys in the car several more times over the next many years.  Apparently locking my kids in the car didn't teach me a thing.  Ah memories...