New Family Members

My daughter turns 7 this weekend, and more than anything she wanted a mouse for her birhtday. Since she already has every toy on the planet, the result of being an only grandchild for 5 years, and since she is very responsible, we agreed to get her a mouse. Rocky and I went to the pet store last night and got everything we'd need for a mouse. There is the cage with food dish an water bottle, food, treats, bedding, cage filler. Then we went to pick out the mouse and ended up getting two. We have one white with black spots named Molly and a white with gray spots named Milly. They are very tiny and very quick. When we were trying to get them from their box into the new cage, Milly got free and went running through part of the house. I had no idea they could jump so high. Rocky finally had to grab her by the tail and toss her into her new home. She squeaked at him, but otherwise went willingly.
We had some of my side of the family over for a small informal party. The weather was so wonderful that we all decided to go to Lake Lanier and walk arond Buford Dam. We didn't even need jackets. Last year at this time we were having ice and snow. I'm sure it will be back to winter next week, but it sure was a nice break for the weekend. Tomorrow will probably be rainy and gray again.
While my parents are staying with us they are discovering the joy of TiVo and I fear my dad may never want to go home to regular t.v. Mom doesn't think she cares, but then when I get to fast forward through commercials, and rewind live shows she likes it. If their past record with obtaining new technology means anything, they should have a TiVo in about 12 years.
I feel I should put a disclaimer on this post because I have a cold and my mind is not as sharp as it usually is. I've been doing really dumb things this week, but I've been able to blame sinus medicine. I haven't done anything major league stupid, just little things like making a shopping list so I wouldn't forget things and then leaving the list at home. I must sing the praises of Zicam. I didn't start my cold until Wednesday and I am already mostly better. I've been using Zicam all through it. I had too much to do to be sick this week. I'll probably crash Monday.
JD is learning to say bedtime prayers. It is so cute. He repeats after us and says "Dear Jesus, Thank you, love you, Amen" The Amen is his favorite part. It is more like "AAAAAAAA-men"He is already starting to be a good Baptist.

Doodles and other ungodly creatures

My son loves dogs. He has practically since birth. My husband has developed some strange allegery to almost everything with hair, even some people so actually owning a dog is out of the question for now. There is a pet store near me that sells puppies (not the puppy mill kind, they all come from registered breeders), and JD and I like to visit to see the puppies when we can. The other day they had several new babies in including a Chi-poo, which was very cute. This got me to wondering what other breeds you can cross with a poodle. Apparently there are some sick dog breeders out there. I think the weirdest so far has been the St.Berdoodle or maybe the one that was half doberman. I wonder how many poodles were eaten trying to make that one.


My week has been interesting to say the least. My husband had to make a quick trip to Denver, which quickly turned into a John Candy movie, but he is back and mostly alive so I guess it could have gone a little worse. While he was gone I learned a few very important things. First of all when you go into a drug store or any store for that matter, the Midol and Pamprin should be easy to locate. The person who is shopping for this item does not need the frustration of trying to figure out what the stock boy was thinking when he was shelving this product. By the way, in our Wal-mart they are with the condoms, as if that makes any sense what so ever. Number two, of all the medicine bottles that should be easy to open, arthritis pills, antipsychotics, etc. let's move Pamprin right to the top of that list. Once again I would like to point out that the person using this product has enough troubles. You are probably now getting a picture of how my week went. The third and most delightful thing I learned ths week is that TiVo, although clearly a product developed by Satan, is the greatest invention for a p.m.s.ing wife whose husband is out of town and the kids are finally in bed. If you don't know me personally you may be wondering if I'm off my rocker or merely kidding about the whole Satan thing. I am indeed teasing. I just mean to point out that maybe a few of us could stand to miss a few hours of t.v. instead of having it be made even easier to watch. Since I am clearly not one of those people :D I see no harm in having one.

Here is my kid story for the week, and once again it comes from Nix.
A 5 year old little girl on the bus said she was worried about Nix because she was her friend and she had learned at her Sunday "meeting" that anyone who didn't go to her church was going to be distroyed by Jehovah. You have to love those Jehovah's Witness people. The next day on the way to school Nix explained to her that Jesus came to save all people who loved Him. She told Nix that she was making her not trust her religion. She wasn't on the bus that afternoon and the bus driver asked Nix, very nicely, not to talk religion on the bus any more. I'm wondering if more will come of it.

Another Sunday Gone

Here I am at 3 in the morning quietly typing, and why?, you might ask. Because I was dumb enough to give into my craving for Coke ( Don't get excited - I mean pop, soda, or whatever you like to call that sweet dark caffine drink of bubbles). Now I'm sitting in the floor of my room bug eyed, in pain, and still wishing for another glass. I had semi sucessfully given up all carbonation. Afterall, it drves my stomach crazy. Over Christmas I started up again on a small scale, but it quickly became clear that I needed to stay away. When I got back home from my parents house I went cold turkey. There wouldn't be any in the house unless I bought it, and I'm not that weak. I just had to avoid ordering it in resturants. Thanks to my husband's renewed interest in only drinking water, this had not been hard. Then tonight came. Fresh from church where I had been studying cults. My daughter and I stopped at Subway for a little Mom/Daughter time, and there it was just staring at me, the soda fountain and all it's glory. I held myself to only one medium sized glass, but it was enough. Oddly enough, my daughter and I had a deep talk on addiction while we ate. Ah, irony.
It was the day for deep talks with Nix. Earlier she had asked if we planned on having any more children. Several friends of ours are pregnant at the moment and she wanted to know where she stood. She wants to have three children provided that she can find a good man to marry and that she can think of a name for the second girl. If she can't think of another name then she will stop at two, which will naturally be one girl and one boy. I love her logic. I really wasn't expecting to explain what birth control was on the way home from church this morning, but that is life with a smart 6 year old.
2/3rds of my hard work on this were just deleted by trying to check my spelling. My caffine has worn off and I can't remember a thing.
I'll repost the rest at a later date. For now I'm off to sweet sleep

My first post

Well, here it is, my very first post on my very first blog. I've been threating to do this for so long. I guess it was finally time. All I really wanted to do was catch up with an old friend, but that required signing on for this, so I figured why not. I'm an interesting gal after all.
Catching up with old friends has gotten me into alot lately. I don't know if it is because I moved so far from home or the fact that I'm turning 30 this year, but something has me wanted to reconnect with people. It could be from not having a high school reunion. I think a part of me wanted to really rub it in that I've had two kids and I'm still thin, and probably better looking than I was in highschool. Man, I was a dork back then. Don't get me wrong I'm still a dork. I just wear it on the inside now.
My sci-fi habit is probably as bad as ever. The difference now is that people are surpised when they find out how much I know about Star Trek. Now that we live so close to Atlanta we have actually been to Dragon-Con. I love to see the look on people's faces when they hear that. Half my friends want to come with me next time and the other half look at me sideways and say "You didn't dress up did you?" to which I always reply "Not yet, maybe next year"
My husband and I are celebrating 10 years of marriage this year. That seems like such a huge number. It takes us into the "old married couple" catagory. We will have outlasted every Hollywood marriage of recent years. These days it seems like people draw up divorce papers along with the pre-nup.
Well, I guess this is a good start. Maybe later I'll write on the evils Tivo and why I'll never give mine up.

I think I need to include something from one of my kids in each post.
This one comes from my daughter Nix.
She asked me the other day if it was true that you could get arrested for passing gas that smell in Publix. As with most of her crazy questions this one came from some little boy at school.
Now I really have to end this. My son is holding a tissue box, pretending to sneeze, and pulling out the tissues one by one.
Ah, motherhood. The joys never end