NOT FOR KIDS ;) but I GOTTA ask

The Master and I were on the subject of virginity the other evening (no don't ask why) but we got to talking about the technicality of it all. I mean, TECHNICALLY your only a virgin until you have vaginal sex. So does this mean that all gay people are Virgins? If its not just vaginal sex, what is it exactly that pops your cherry? We were arguing over oral sex and I can see his side, but it really doesn't seem to make you "not" a virgin. So I'm asking the masses. What is it that you consider HOW to lose a cherry?

*grins*

Current Mood: Mischievous
Current song: Bad Touch by Bloodhound Gang

Just call me Pickles

So the family was less chaotic than I thought they would be. My niece, youngest of 4 (all older brothers), got an Amazing Allysen doll for Christmas. http://www.playmatestoys.com/html/amazing_allysen/index.htm So shes going through the set up on this thing (Freaky as it is) and its asking what she wants the doll to call her as a nickname. Its listing off the examples like "Sweetie, Girlfriend, Best friend, Cutie"... the last one it lists is "Pickles". I'm standing nearby and I say "Pickles?" and Allysen says "OK, Pickles!" My niece almost started crying and all the adults burst into laughter. I think we laughed for like 20 minutes over the Pickles nickname. She was able to reset the doll over and took it into the other room to reset it so I didn't accidentally tell it anything else. It was the highlight of our Christmas I think.

So call me pickles. I thought it was better than Girlie...which is what she picked. We all expect the doll to turn on one night and try to kill everyone. The Master said it was the bride of Chuckie. Poor girl in a family of boys can't even get a doll and not get picked on. The youngest of DramaQueen's boys got a vibrating Ipod seat for the car. odd gift for a 12 year old, but he adored it. Both my boys loved it too. I think it reminded them of their vibrating bouncy chairs. Definitely an ODD Christmas, but better than we hoped.

Current Mood: Amused
Today's Song: Skullcrusher Mountain by Jonathan Coulton

Eve of the Eve

Gaming...Gaming good. Family...Family BAD. There is no words to speak of the unavoidable dread I am feeling at seeing my mother tomorrow. My only good thing is knowing that it only lasts 3 hours...less if Trouble and Volume don't nap. Next year, I'm not going through this. If I start, someone bonk me on the head and point be back to this entry. THIS is why people kill themselves on the holidays.

In other news...its not the least bit snowy either. But I do get chocolate, and lots of it. AND I get to game tonight, Tuesday and Wednesday. That should make up for the family hell.

Everyone else..have a merry Christmas for me. I'll try and have a happy new year *grins*

Twas the Tuesday before Christmas

Is it bad that I'm dreading the holidays? The Master gets no time off except the two Mondays and the kids are off school from this friday until Jan 3rd. My mom, we'll call her DramaWhore is living up to her name sake, My sister, Faerie, isn't being so bad...but Family drama is unavoidable around this time of year. The Master once said, after spending a holiday with my family, "Now I know why people commit suicide around the holidays." My kids, also, have no idea what all this present stuff is about. So while we're saving money, we're not getting to enjoy the joy of Christmas morning.

So ba humbug? You Betcha! My christmas spirit, instead, is in cleaning out my closets and donating what I don't want to the Vietnam Vets. It gets my house organized and my giving nature saited.

Did I mention The Master still hasn't decided what he wants for Chrsitmas either? ;) *laughs*

Can you say PRAISE CANADA?

http://www.canada.com/nationalpost/news/story.html?id=a042812e-492c-4f07-8245-8a598ab5d1bf&k=63970

If the Canadians are right and this actually works, I will Celebrate every single darn holiday your northerners have! A shot ever few months for the rest of my life...I could handle...and handle well!

Go Canadians!

She stops to eat the Flowers in the garden of her choise

This is a painting that my Sister-In-Law from AZ did. I adore it. it hangs on the wall in the room we sleep in when we visit The Master's parents. I dunno why, but it always makes me smile. It may be the colors, but its beautiful.

I decided to share it with you hoping to spread some beauty in this world. There are so many ugly things. You just need to turn on the news to see them. Sometimes, you need to look no further than outside your front door. Sometimes less. I, at least, have to look farther, and am thankful for that. The holidays seem to have extra ugliness for added flavor I suppose. Either way, beauty should be found where we can. In a painting, a friend or even just a song on the radio at just the perfect time.

Hidden amongst all the craziness that is life, take a moment to stop and smell the proverbial flowers. It just may save your sanity.

Lazy Bloggers post links

Yes, kids are back at school and house is clean. Here is my smile for you today...highly entertaining and somewhat disturbing and do not open around children who can read.

http://grouphug.us/random

Never ending weekend...

So they caught a cold Saturday and "the master" spent most of the weekend helping a friend with his shower. I had sick kids for the past 4 days...and they didn't go to school. I'm tired and fried and my house is a mess. Was supposed to do most of the cleaning this week. I'm on my knees beging the powers that be to send them to school tomorrow so I can be insane, and take that time to clean my house *laughs insanely to prove shes not insane*. Then I shall relax while they are at school Thursday. Lets hope God is kind to me!!!

Sorry for the short thoughts, but my brain is mush...kinda like oatmeal.

Go Number 8 GO!

So The Master's work christmas party was last eve and they held it at a local horse race track. I admit, I was a bit skeptical at how betting on animals using even the best methods would be fun. I decided I needed to test this however. I obtained 4 dollars from him and watched the second race (for we had missed the first). I picked a horse, Stormin Baghdad. No, not on the name, on the jockey's stats. I thought about trying to figure out the horse stats, but there were so many of them and they were hard to read. Low and behold, #4, Stormin Baghdad, won the race with 4 to 1 odds. So if I HAD bet on him, my 2 dollar bet would of turned into 8 dollars, I think. I hate math...but I was hooked.

theres about 20-25 min between each race, so I went to studying horses and jockeys and let the Master take a look at the list too. I was trying to decide between Free Drinks and Swerve. He said I should bet on Free Drinks because he had a better name. So I did..to place (which means he'll get first or second). And I won...turned my 2 into 5. Number 8, Free drinks yeilded me a return to feed my addiction.

Pouring over the next race stats over salad and rabbit food, I was in a quandry. There was one who looked like a great bet, but 5-2 odds wern't a great pay off. The second one was a good contender, but better odds at 20-1. I went with the beter odds and lose. Though, the other horse didn't win that one either. 2 more losses in a row, some dinner and I was back down to a dollar and decided that was good enough entertainment for 3 dollars worth.

I went home, happy, with my race book in hand, having proved that there is no rhyme or reason to horse betting so you might as well pick the one with the name you like *grins*

Mawwaige. Mawwaige is what bwings us togethah today. Mawwaige that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam.

Mawwaige...er Marriage. What has happened in the water of the world that just about everyone I know is having marriage problems? From the petty fights to the full blown divorces, marriage isn't what its cracked up to be lately in my circle of friends.

According to some news sources, The jump in the number of divorces has come recently, with statistics showing that the number has doubled in the last three years alone. Why is this anyway? What has made Americans (and Canadians) feel divorce is the best answer?

I, personally, hate the word..the thought of it gives me nightmares. Why do people give up so easily? Do we live in such a face paced world that everything should equate to fast food levels? What happened to the turkey that takes all day to cook? Don't people realize that things have fluxes and take time and need work and TLC? I just hate to see so many give up so easily. I, for one, would never give up so easily.

So hang in there...from the petty arguments, to the life changes, to the ones who are fed up beyond repair. Who am I to give love advice? I love my husband, very much. That has to count for something, right?

American Turkey Day

"Anya: To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It's a ritual sacrifice, with pie. " (to quote one of my favorite shows, buffy the vampire slayer)

So were traveling to perform our ritual sacrifice in another state. A colder, less populated state...with pie...and family. Going to see The Master's parents and 2 step sisters and one brother and a few nieces and nephews. Shouldn't be that big a to do and hopefully trouble and volume will have a good time. So I've been spending my days cleaning and getting ready for that. No deep thoughts here, just deep cleaning and heavy packing. just warning you blogger fans that I won't get back to my blogging until after the trip. ;)

Have a good turkey day, Americans. Canadians, have a good weekend. All the rest of you, have a good whatever it happens to be in your country. Miss ya all!

The Life of Weekends...

You start out life as a kid, and before school begins, every day seems like a weekend. The only difference on the weekends is perhaps that visit to grandmas or the fact that dad or mom is home and not at work. Sometimes, those weekends even fell midweek depending on mom or dad's job. All was great in the life of a preschooler.

Then, starting school, you LIVED for the weekends! Saturday morning cartoons...Bike rides with freinds...Snowball fights and in general, just relaxation. Yes, there were always chores and what not, but those were such a small part of the weekend. Summer vacation went by so fast as the longest weekend of the year and holiday weeks were always too short.

As an adult, single adult, weekends (Whenever they fell) were for socilization. Gaming, Parties, What not always fell after work. You worked to get more money to party and to get by on ramen and pay the bills you HAD too. Weekends were YOUR time and they were fun. Yeah, sometimes chaotic or things didn't go your way, but weekends were yours!

Get married and those weekends, though sometimes contain errands, are spent with that one you love the most. Going to see movies, gaming, parties, just cuddling at home...whatever. Still fun, but getting a bit more relaxed. Mostly weekends are still a good time.

Then you have kids and the weekends start all over, but now they are for them. Your weekends become secondary to their needs and the needs of things to get done. Not to say they aren't still fun at times, but they are also packed with everything NEEDING to get done. Hence the cycle of weekends shifts to the new generation.

Hence my summation of weekends...and hating why I always seem to get sick on the weekends too. I have good ones...even great ones, but I miss the carefree days of weekends past.

What If....

A friend of mine, we'll call him Bear. We were having one of our normal existential discussions. The two most powerful words to fuck with your mind, we decided, are "What If" followed by the infamous ? To make it complete.

WHAT IF?

It send your brain reeling in every direction no matter what topic its applied too. Think about it and apply it to something in your life and see where it takes you. It can be a nightmare or a joy. Hope, disappointment. The fact that it can take you in just about every direction makes those two very simple words, combined, some of the most powerful words in the universe.

I have found the best way to counter these words is with faith. Were all prejudiced, says my friend LIVE from California. (for Evil is Live spelled backwards, and we all want to live don't we?) We pre-judge everything based on our previous experiences. We don't think that the bus we ride on will crash, so we get on it. Prejudice. So if we have FAITH that the "What If's" will or will not happen the way we hope or have faith they will. So in turn, we trust as well. Its all a big loop that leads to pessimism and optimism. I'm normally an optimist, glass is half full....

Sometimes, I say, just drink it.

My Meme from Elfiekins

I love it so much I have to share it with all. Its my wallpaper on my downnstairs computer now as well. Thank you Eflie-smurf...this shout out is for you and your amazing talent. The master pointed out the torso to me, I was so facinated by the colors I didn't even see it *laugh*

I'll be sending her a song even if she didn't comment, she deserves it!

Calgon....Take me away!

Anyone even old enough to remember those commercials? Well yes, it still exists, believe it or not http://www.takemeaway.com/ *laugh*

I think everyone whose ever had stress has felt that feeling of wanting to just get away from their lives for a while. I have decided that stress is the root of all evil in the world. Would those people really have world domination issues if they didn't have the stress of their boss riding their back or their mom telling them to clean their room? I think not. Those people would be model members of society and like it. Ok....So leave me to my delusions, I like them.

I still think we all need those few things we do to recharge. The main thing is remembering not to get immersed in them. Calgon is nice, but after a 4 hour long bath your waterlogged and the water is cold and you look like a prune. All in moderation...even the stuff you love. And yes, even green beans should be take in moderation. too much of a good thing in all.

I should change my title to impossibly deep thoughts, but no one would really get the joke, would they? *grins*

The First 5

"The first five people to respond to this post will get some song I find that reminds me of them. If you respond the deal is *you* have to put this meme up. Do something for other people, offer songs or pretty drawings, tasty food, or complex things made from toothpicks. Brighten a day, make someone happy."

I figured its about time for a meme ;)

**Still 2 songs left...anyone? (as of 10/31)

Oh if life were made of moments...

"Oh if life were made of moments, even now and then a bad one, but if life were made of moments then you'd never know you'd had one" Is a quote from Into the woods. The movie we just watched for movie night, and piglets pick (thank you). While the movie, overall was good...it could of lost about an hour of content. That very line stuck in my head and has not left since Saturday.

I think I have been living life for the moments instead of what is inbetween. I think I need to learn to love the inbetween as well. Even with the stress, the grind and the day to day bullshit, I think I can learn to love the simple things again and stop living for the next moment. I think that every so often in our lives we have to stop the world from turning and find ourselves again. However thats done, whatever it takes.

So thats my deep thought for the day. Enjoy, they don't come too often and hardly ever without sarcasm *grins*

Kill a Cow to have a GOOD birthday

So yes, officially I'm 33 now. Don't even bother to ask my mental age because I'll just stick out my tongue, stick my fingers in my ears and waggle my hands at you saying "neaner neener neener!".

My birthday was Friday, which consisted of me waking at 3am and not being able to get back to sleep. Then the kids got up at 6 (an hour early) and we had to go to speech. I bought copious amounts of caffeine and made it through speech. I chose not to go to the funeral on 4 hours of sleep as I don't deal well with my family anyway. Felt guilty...But I think it was the right choice. I put the kids down early and just as they passed out, the child I had to babysat for some friends showed. So I downed more caffeine and settled in to watch Batman with him. It was then I heard the wonderful noise of the garage door. The Master had come home early and came in saying "would you like a nap?". I could of (and think I did) kiss him. I got a solid wonderful hour and felt able to face the evening.

I celebrated my birthday on Saturday by locking myself in the computer room all morning. Then I played some D&D with my husband (off and on) until the babysitter arrived. She showed, and Trouble had passed out on the couch. So we moved him to his bed and gave her instructions on what to to. We left and went to a Brazilian steak house. Those of you who have never been to one of these (and like meat...esp red meat)....I HIGHLY recommend it. It was like a party in my mouth (and get your mind out of the gutter). There is a huge salad bar (of which I didn't touch much of, but what I did was good) and then there are these guys with skewers of meat and big knives and they come by and carve off choice cuts for you to eat. This meat is melt in your mouth good. It was FANTASTIC. I had no room for desert and was glad I wore my big pants. I ate my red meat quota for the month, at least. It was blissfully wonderful.

After that we went to see The Departed. Great film...Violent and a wonderful story behind it. Well, maybe not wonderful, but entertaining. We came home and that was my Birthday.

In other news, Trouble has figured out how to find letters on the keyboard. He plays his elmo game by doing the alphabet in order, then backwards, then in order again. And for our babysitter, Piglet, Volume decided he didn't want to eat with a spoon and ate all his food with his fingers off his tray. So were on the right track to him eating on his own!

All things are good right now...*grins*

Window in my Head

So the bus ride...they love it. And thorugh preschool, they are catching colds and bugs galore...but better now than when they NEED to be there, right? Not that they don't need it..but Gah!

So I'm starting a music of the week kind of thing. If you want my weekly or 2 times a week song, drop me an email at Sumita_69@hotmail.com and I'll send it out :)

So I got an early morning phone call today and My cousin (whom I didn't know well), age 14, was riding her bike yesterday and was hit by a car and killed. Earlier this year, my other cousin was his by a drunk driver (with her daughter, age 10, in the car) and killed. Its a bad automotive year for us. I stopped by her grave yesterday (the first cousin) and I wasn't sure why. Now I know..and it's sad. I tell this not for condolences, but to get it off my chest. I deal strangely with grief and always have. Most of the people around me who have passed, its better that they did. Even a friend in high school, riddled by cancer...his end was a blessing as well. These two kinda hit me a bit hard. While I was no where near what I would call close with either (though, the first more than the last...I barely knew her), I still feel the injustice and the loss upon my family. So if everyone could do me a favor and drive a little safer today, I'd feel better.

Thats my tidbit into the window of my head today. I think I'm going to go close the curtains and turn on some music. Hop on through if you care to join me. Theres always room.

**Update: The wake is Friday, as well as the funeral. Happy 33rd birthday to me and good bye to a very special little girl

I'm a freak, you shouldn't say those things

So, you be the judge:


Thank you Nelly Furtado for my title today. We all know I'm a geek. I'm not going to hide it or dane to even say I'm not. I may be an attractive geek, but I do have four eyes and a love of gaming. I've been playing a NWN server called Kismet. Its a *clears throat* social server. *she grins* but I have found a group of friends who give GREAT roleplay! Sumita, the Bard character I play there has gotten to be quite popular. I've earned the name of Siren and been told I shine brighter than the sun. I have men and women following me around just for some time or a song and I have to say I was feeling great. I must be a fantastic RPer of a half-elven bard. So, I daned to speak to a friend this evening and share some of the compliments. Lets call him Twink. He tells me, its not my great RP...no no, thats not it. "its because Sumita's face loks like a blowup doll" is what he says.

In other news, I got 9.5 hours of sleep last night...thats always good. The kids are starting the bus too school on Monday. Should I call and see if they made it? *laugh*

Until next time *grin*

Bus...Magic Bus

What is it about the bus that kids love so much? We started with bringing them home on it and when it pulled up yesterday and honked, They both had to be drug off the bus (but Esp Volume). They love it! I'm thinking if they do that well all week, I'll see about them taking the bus in too. They are both doing fantastic in school and still love it everyday. We still do school in the basement almost every day too. I love those munchkins!

I'm sleeping better since I realized (from testing it over the weekend) that i do better on 5-6 hours instead of 7-8. (much to the Master's dismay) My major issue is that I don't wake up early well, so I'm having to stay up late or get 7-8 hours and be beat all day. I figure we'll work it out somehow...

Other than that, life is pretty hum-drum. I wake, go through my day, sleep.... repeat. I'm starting to think I need something thats just for me but my issue is I can't figure out what that is *laugh*. Oh well....until then I'll keep chugging at it and look forward to the pieces I get thrown, like my Saturday night at a hotel on my birthday weekend in 2 weeks. That should be nice. Of course, I wouldn't mind a CD player for my kitchen either *laugh*. Oh well...I'll take the night out and go swimming and love it.

Sleep? What's that?

I've had some sleepless nights lately (The Master informs me that it is NOT insomnia because I have slept 6 hours a few nights...far be it from me to point out
in-som-ni-a [in-som-nee-uh]
–noun
inability to obtain sufficient sleep, esp. when chronic; difficulty in falling or staying asleep; sleeplessness.

I think that 4-6 hours when I was getting 8-9 is insufficient. ;) One night I even only got 3. I'm going to do my best to get back to falling asleep and hope to God I don't wake up at 3am for the day. But until then, I'm cutting out naps. I just can't lie there awake in bed, so I get up and do things. Maybe I'll clean my house tonight *laugh*

In other news: Not for kids ears or eyes http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQXsrrrf2zw Hysterically funny take on Terrorism. I love it.

The kids are great....love school so much they want to go everyday. I'm calling the bus company to see about haivng the bus bring them home soon. *sniff* they ARE growing up! I'll have to post some pictures soon.

Thats all for now, from lala land *grins* My heads a bit fuzzy and I'm starting to speak elvish. Time to get some more rest....just wish I could get tired!

First Week

So I can never come up with catchy titles for my blog entries. All my creativity is used up coming up with Buffy game episode names and character histories. Or coming up with things to torture my players with in D&D...I warned you I was a geek!!!

They survived their first week well. Trouble is impressing his teachers, learning turn taking and even stealing the teachers chair. They are calling him the little teacher. Volume, always slower to adjust, is doing better. Today, his Aide got him to go to the bathroom and the gym today...without fits! and its only the first week! Both teachers were impressed with how far they have come this summer *tries not to strain herself patting herself on the back*

As for me...I did a ton of NOTHING this week. I had a head cold and spent a lot of time on the phone with Marven, staring at my computer screen, or re-reading the same page over and over *laugh*

Well, kids are done with bath...time to get them ready for bed! Theres your update, all!

First Day

What a sad date to attend the first day of preschool, but I didn't pick it. I took them in, trying to take off their backpacks across the parking lot. Expecting, at least, small notification that I was leaving them somewhere, I walked them each to their classrooms. As soon as they were able to shrug out of those backpacks, they were gone! Without a look backwards. I stood, dumbfounded at the doorway as I unloaded said packs for their teachers. I walked out of the door and to the office, dropping off the ever present benedryl and epi pens for my poor nut allergic boys and thinking back to a few moments ago as the staff, gathered at the door when we arrived, commenting on how grown up they looked and how big they had gotten over the summer. Its so true...they have grown. Last year, they would of been upset at me leaving. We'll see how picking them up goes *grin*

So, the loser that I am, here I am...free...for my first day and I'm what...blogging and checking email? I'm such a loser! :) Hugs to K'Ballo whos dog of 11 years passed away today. May he run forever and catch that doe he always wanted. Hugs to Maven as well who is sitting at her little Gustsys preschool so that he transitions better.

I'm off to find something better to do on my first day of freedom!

ONE DAY

One day until we start preschool. I have had one helluva week. They had a virus all last weekend (and so did I) and then it turned into a cold. That I have now as they are getting over it. *sigh* They are well, went to Orientation and didn't want to leave *grin* so thats a good sign! I think we're all ready. I have a feeling I won't get as much done as I'd like this first week, but maybe I'll recover from my cold.

In other news, Volume is turning into tantrum. I know they say its a good sign, but wow. If yo don't get what he wants, when he wants it RIGHT then...its done. You'd think we were KILLING him! I guess its normal for 3 year olds, right Maven *grin*?

Shout out to K'Ballo. He has been a life line through the week keeping me entertained and enlightened with RP's and the like. Oio naa elealla alasse’. Also to Dizzy, my ever present kender, thank you for the music that is now stuck in my head! It is good music and the bard in me loves you for it.

Thats all folks...and I'm spent!

One Week

As of today we have ONE WEEK left until school. We spent the weekend with some virus thingy that made the boys and I lethargic and we all ran fevers. That and a loss of appetite were the only effects. So we all spent the weekend sleeping and watching TV because that was less strenious than anything else we could do. The master spent the weekend taking care of us, bless him. It seems most of the three-day weekends we get, someone gets sick...but at least its not NEXT WEEK!!!

Other than that, there isn't much happenening here. Boring but true. We have OT tomorrow (if trouble is feeling up to it) and then Orientation on Thursday from 1030-1130. I think they will be excited to see their teachers and classmates again. Not sure how I'll be juggling the two classes or if they'll pop us all in one. Maybe I'll get my exercise running between the two *laugh*. I have all their school supplies set and ready to rawk. One last week to survive and they get to go back to school!

7 DAYS UNTIL PRESCHOOL!!!!

30-something

So I have this friend, lets just call her...Craven. *grin* she turns 30 tomorrow. She seems to think that this age means that shes OLD!! Even though her 9 year old (we'll call in instepid) says that your not Ancient until 40, she still thinks that the world is ending at 30. I'm here to tell her, and all you 20-somethings that life doesn't END at 30 and to point out some of the great things that happen in your 30's:
1. Women reach their sexual peak in their 30's. THATS something to look forward to.
2. Men DON'T (another good thing, so that they aren't going in 5 seconds)
3. Although you are considered an adult at 18 by the law you are not truly an adult until your 30's. Maturing mentally & emotionally.
4. your Old enough to argue with your parents!
5. You are no longer the one who doesn't know anything at work.
6. You actually have a little money in savings.
7. You don't have hangovers any more (not by choice but because you've got kids)
8. Your house is half paid off.
9. Alot wiser to make proper decisions.
10. Nobody calls you "kid" anymore.
11. You know every mindgame/ trick a women throws at you now.(women, you can stop playing those games)
12. You make your own rules.
13. Did I mention Sex is better, much better?

So those are my 13 reasons why everyone should enjoy their 30's.
So, Maven...er Craven...enjoy being 30! You can't change it anymore than you can change the fact that Jackson is coming *grin*

COUNTDOWN TO SCHOOL 11 DAYS

Countdown to School

Ok folks...help me out. I have 14 days until school starts (thats 2 weekends!) on September 11th. So we are going to have a countdown.

TODAY we have 14 Days Left.

I will resume the countdown another time...like when I have less than 2 weeks ;)

Bodily Noises

So yeah, if ya got 2 boys, bodily noises are bound to be funny. Trouble was in The Master's lap yesterday while we watched a bit of TV. (though this consists of pausing several times and often takes us about 40-60 min to get through 20-30 min of a show) He was doing the indian sound on his mouth with his arm as The Master was bouncing him. We were laughing when he all of a sudden learned how to flubber. He thought this was great (maybe because we were laughing and cheering him on)! This continued for a while until he moved to making fart noises with his lips. By this time, we're both praising the kid. Hence the family of bodily noises begins. I can't help it, fart jokes are FUNNY! so yeah, we are raising our boys to be ALL boy!

We got out on Saturday evening (THANKS CHANCY!) and after stuffing ourselves full of good mexican food (mmmmm), we went to the Theatere. We debated back and forth on movies and The Master finally picked Little Miss Sunshine . For those who know nothing about this movie, there is a good reason for that! The poster for this movie is just a yellow VW buss with some people running and trying to jump in it. This really is the best poster for this film. I can't tell you much about it without giving it away, but its safe to say its the best Comedy I have seen this year. I was laughing so hard I was stomping my feet. I HIGHLY reccomend it!

Weekends are for Sleep

Why don’t children get this? 650am is NOT an acceptable Saturday morning rising time, Especially not when the Master was out till 2am and I have to get up with them. I keep telling them that until they can get up, turn on cartoons and get your own cereal, Saturdays are for sleeping in, but they aren’t listening. Oh well, *I* normally get to sleep in on Saturdays, so who am I to complain today? Especially when Chancy is coming to baby-sit later.

Coffee…I need coffee. That would help, I think. I’m a bit fuzzy on the subject having stayed up till all hours last night reading a compelling book. Damn you Dean Kootz! Your supposed to end chapters so that its easy to put down the book, not end them so that we have to read and find out what’s next! Then the next time we check the clock its 1230! That’s not very fair, now is it?
Well, I’m going to take my boring Saturday morning because no one but me and other mothers are up (and no other mothers are online to chat, the ones *I* know anyway) and go have some coffee, feed my kids and finish the damn book I didn’t finish last night either. I’m still on a cliffhanger chapter…of course.

Updates are boring...so deal ;)

So I have two computers…one upstairs, and the other downstairs so that during the day I can do things like IM and read blogs. So my downstairs computer went Kaplewie this weekend and then again today. My ties to sanity were cut. Instead of reading blogs, I choose to read my book and finish it and then call anyone I knew was at home and bug them. This took all of 2 hours. My children loved the fact that mommy wasn’t in their favorite spinny chair and spent the morning taking turns spinning in it. I was gleeful for naptime and the chance to read all the things I had missed this morning (like Kraft Dinners comment for me to post a new entry).

Not much new here though. Still RPGin it, online and in real life. Still on Tomeweaver www.tomeweaver.net and playing Buffy and D&D. I’m a geek of RPG epic proportions.

Trouble and Volume are still up to no good. Volume fell asleep by the pool yesterday. A first for him. He did NOT wake up gracefully so we ended up leaving. They have been fighting today over the spinny chair and an alphabet puzzle. Trouble has slept the last 2 straight nights in his bed. One more and his crib gets moved out of the room. Volume is holing on to his crib and resisting all attempts to move into his bed. He’ll get there. We have learned NOT to push him. He takes 6 steps back and digs his heels in hard.
Hope everyone’s week goes well! I get a break Thursday morning *hop* so I’m happy about that. So exciting, aren’t I?

Things you never thought you would hear yourself say!

Wednesday August 16, 2006

So I was talking with Kraft Dinner yesterday and we were talking about the list of classic things that you know you were going to say as a mom. For example:
"Don't run with Scissors!" or "Because I said so!" things you KNEW you would say as a mom.
Me, I find myself saying things like "There is enough mermaid for the both of you!" and "Volume, that's your BROTHER's penis, you have your own!" or "Trouble, chips are NOT breakfast food!"
Being a mother now adays is very interesting. ;) my tidbit of the day...

Mom Burn Out

Saturday August 05, 2006

So yeah, the little ones actually went to sleep in their big boy beds! Thats my huge news of the week. They choose to do this ON THEIR OWN! I think, inside of a month I can be done with cribs. Next step..ditch the high chairs *grin*. We're on the rise...I can feel it.
So ASD kids require a LOT of work to keep them going. Mine are in the phase of wanting me all day long. If I get 30 min peace to read straight, its a miracle. (ask Maven, AKA Kraft Dinner who talks to me almost every day) We have a school area set up in the basement that we are in 2-3 times a day, puzzles, books, computer stuff, legos...the list goes on and on. By friday, I'm pretty much hosed. I can't WAIT till they go back to school and I get 2 hours a day to ALL ME monday through thursday. I can actually clean my house without aid, Go grocery shopping without the weekend being here and complete things I want to complete!!! Imagine the concept.
For now, my gripe is that Superdad (who I think I'm going to call The Master instead...as in the game master, not the dirty one, you sickos ;) ) has no set time of coming home (through no fault of his own, its the job) and he is mentally fried when he gets here. So pretty much, main care m-f is me. He helps, but you know. Weekends I TRY and get down time, but having so much to do that can't get done during the week, it usually gets pushed to the back burner. I just feel so overloaded and wonder how these moms in the 50's did it! I think Kraft Dinner is right when she said thats why they hid alcohol all over the house!
So what I'm thinking is I need to just start taking it. But then I know The Master will also just start taking it. I need a happy medium where we both get mental down time and I get adult time without pretending to be an addict and going to AA meetings *grin* It seems the free classes at the library always fall on the worst nights and I don't want to pay for something and then have him have to work late...so I think I just may be stuck for another month. Someone, anyone, help keep me from talking in Dr Seuss rhymes all day!!! *grin*

Geek Convention

Tuesday August 01, 2006

So we had people here all weekend and it was a total geek convention! Gaming every single night with some video games on top for added fun. My mom took my children from saturday afternoon until sunday evening to aid in our till four am geekdom. I thought even SHE couldn't screw up the meals. I put everything together in little bowls in sets of 3 for each meal and put them in her fridge in the order they would eat them and I got about 4 bowls of random food back. *shrug* what can ya do?
Volume learned something new on the way home from grandmas. He learned (with a cold I might add) how to squirt milk out of his nose and how highly entertaining this is. Wow, was that a gross combination! It might of been funnier without the green combo of the cold...UGH!
Shout out to Blonde who came to visit and brought me (from her husbands character to mine) a 4 ft pepperoni. Carried it on the plane and everything! Also, When asked by the security guys told them it was a 4ft long sausage and licked her lips. My kinda girl! She was entertaining and fit in well with the rest of the gang. She's saving up to come again next year.

Grocery Shopping and TV??? and Volume on the loose!

Thursday July 27, 2006

So I went to the grocery tonight, actually two different stores and on my way out of meijer as I was strolling along with my cart full of food I hear a familiar sound of the wiggles. I look to my left and what do I see but a shopping cart that has one of those car things in the front and inside is a little TV playing the wiggles!!! Wiggles Cart I was flabbergasted! TV at the Grocery Store??? I mean, on one hand, I can understand. For those of us with Spirited Children (Cough Maven Cough) it might be a boon IF they will watch the wiggles or Barney. But is it good, or another reason for kids to watch tv. Me, I’m on the fence with this one!
We went to the Children’s museum today and that was a blast. Trouble loved the water and the legos and the play kitchen (the one who goes to bed with Kitchen utensils) and Volume loved that he could run and there were books all over the place! All in all, grandma and I needed a nap! They, however, aren’t napping well so I got a 15 min one on the couch. After my talk with Maven about caffeine and what not.
I did come home to find out that Volume, in his new found climbing ability, decided to climb OUT of his crib and INTO Troubles and wake him up screaming while I was at the grocery. That was mildly entertaining ;)

Bedtime Wierdness

Tuesday July 25, 2006

So my parents babysat last night so we could get out. We went to see Clerks 2 (fantastic movie if you’re a Kevin Smith fan, which I am). We get home and they tell me everything went fine…but that I shouldn’t be surprised when we get Trouble up in the morning. I look at her, quizzically and bite. Well, she says, you know he has been getting into the drawers lately. I nod. She says he took a French toast flipper thing to bed. (kinda like tongs, looks like a whisk) Only My son takes kitchen utensils to bed *shakes head*.
So we head off to bed last night and I wake at a better time this morning only to find out that in my sleep, I have some how twisted my ankle!!! How I get these “sleeping” injuries I have NO idea. It seems I wake up with more trouble than I go to sleep with and I wonder if some alien is transporting me in my sleep to do some triathlon. I guess just like how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop, the world may never know.

Why Monday's Suck

Monday July 24, 2006
I feel a lot like that commercial for the U.S. Army. “We do more before breakfast than most people do in their whole day!” Now, granted, it wasn’t before breakfast, but it was before 9am, does that count?
My morning:
My adorable twin boys wake at about 7am. I get them out of their room and we head downstairs where I *TRY* to lie down on the couch and rest a bit more. Nope…no way. We have to have crackers, and a video, and get dressed right away.
About 720, its time for breakfast. I get them set and fed and start to get my own breakfast. I’m able to eat it in peace (which is a feat in and of itself) but RIGHT after, Trouble comes and asks for juice. (This does not involve words, but involves pulling me to the fridge. Did I mention they are non-verbal?) Then he wants to go outside because the dog wants out for the third time this morning.
So it’s now almost 8 and we are outside playing in the rock bed with volume on the slide and then right back inside. I give The Maven http://stay-at-home-mayhem.blogspot.com/ a ring and she’s about to hop in the shower so I let her go. I get back inside and Trouble finally says “on” to get his computer on and then proceeds to take me over to ask for school (we do a school type thing in the basement at least once per day).
So we do school and come back up. Volume decides he wants to play on MY computer upstairs (which we never do until the afternoon) and proceeds to throw a major fit on the stairs when I say no. When he comes back down I get him set up on the computer down here for a bit.
The Maven calls back and in-between us both dealing with our preschoolers, we chat a bit. Trouble proceeds to get into almost every drawer in the kitchen and I have to put up the kabobs and the knife sharpener because he has decided these make good toys. It is now almost 9am. I sit down for 10 min and manage to sign up to start a blog, since The Maven has decided the world should hear about my antics. Welcome to the wonderful world of Stay-At-Home-Mom of Twins with ASD and who are allergic to ALL nuts! My life is NEVER boring *grin*

My Name

Comes from a few things....the first bieng M.O.M. stands for mother of multiples. I have identical twin boys, we'll call them Trouble and Volume. They are 3 1/4 years old and have ASD. I call them Volume and Trouble because they are loud and into everything. The second part comes from my mothers day card this year:
http://www.bluemountain.com/display.pd?prodnum=3093969&Searchstr=see%20mom&st=t&path=35616
I am currently 32 years old, a stay at home mom, married to a good man, we'll call him SuperDad for now. We are both total gaming geeks. We play RP games and computer games and board games....games games games. Also love movies (have about 500 DVDs) and reading.
So thats my explination of my name. Welcome to my boring blog *grin*. I hope to entertain you with stories and antics of Trouble and Volume.