The letter U. For Ugh.
How cool would it be to be able to crawl back into bed and wake up to find that everything on my to-do list was already done. Man I could use a magic wand.
My family has been sick for months now. We just can't seem to get better. And it's getting old. Three of the six of us have been to the doctor this week. Two children have stayed home from school. Our kitchen counter is lined with medicine to be taken at different intervals throughout the day. I can't keep it all straight.
Ugh.
I sew. Have I mentioned that? Well, I do. And I'm trying to make a business of it. And today I ran across two websites. One of them has a product very similar to mine. Don't they know I'm the one that is supposed to be selling these things? The other website has a sort of story on it about how their product came to be. I swear they must have seen mine and copied. Is it possible that we both came up with the same sort of story for the same sort of product. Maybe. But I still think they copied me.
Ugh.
Marleigh and Tess both have birthday parties coming up. I'm not ready for either one of them and am not sure when I will be. Tess's party happens to be this weekend. How on earth will I get all of my to-do list done and the house cleaned and still be ready for this party?
Ugh.
Where are those bon bon's? I think I need extra today.
3.22.2006
Isn't it nice being alive?
Because really, your time could come without any warning. I mean you could be walking down the street and get hit by a car. Boom! You're gone. Or what if you fell in the shower and hit your head on the way down and ended up drowning because your drain wasn't working well and there was water accumulating? Just like that, it's all over. Better yet, what if you're a complete idiot and mixed two chemicals together accidentally and the whole family ingested the fumes and died. And it was your fault. Now that one would really stink!
So...
Earlier today the dog, Izzy, came and started barking at me. So I figured she must be hungry. When I opened the cabinet in the laundry room where we keep her food there was this horrible ammonia smell. Awful. Really strong smell. I've been smelling it the last couple days but it's just gotten much worse. So I decided I should investigate and pulled out a bucket of cleaning supplies. Under the cobwebs in the bucket (because it's not like I really use these cleaning supplies on a regular basis) were three bottles of random cleaners and a stack of washcloths. I thought the smell was a bottle of stuff in there that had just gone bad or something, and the towels in the bucket were really wet so I figured it had somehow gone bad and managed to leak too. So I took the towels out and then took the other two bottles of cleaning stuff out and set them on the counter and went out and threw away the bottle that I thought was the troublemaker.
So then Izzy keeps on barking and growling at me and I'm thinking maybe I forgot to give her water when I filled up her food bowl. I'm standing there staring at her bowls and telling her what a dork she is because she has both food and water and I see this steady drip falling into her food. One of the bottles that I had put on the counter apparently had a hole in it. It was a bottle of ammonia. Hence the ammonia smell. Duh. Would have been nice if I'd noticed it earlier.
Luckily there was no harm done. The bottle of ammonia has been emptied in the proper ammonia-emptying-manner. The laundry room has been cleaned. And Izzy is resting on the couch after a nice dinner from a freshly cleaned bowl.
Remember the stack of towels though? The ones that were in the bucket and were completely soaked in ammonia? I washed them. Now I've got four kids. And they're messy. So all of my laundry generally gets a cap full of detergent and a cap full of bleach. Do you know what happens when you mix ammonia and bleach? It makes fumes. Do you know what happens when you inhale those fumes? You die.
So today when starting this load of scrungy towels it suddenly dawned on me that I didn't really need the bleach in there since I wasn't worried if they were ugly or not. Normally I would have used it anyway. Today I didn't. And because I didn't there were no fumes. And because there were no fumes, no one died.
Close call.
Note to self: Remember to thank God for not choosing today as my last day.
So...
Earlier today the dog, Izzy, came and started barking at me. So I figured she must be hungry. When I opened the cabinet in the laundry room where we keep her food there was this horrible ammonia smell. Awful. Really strong smell. I've been smelling it the last couple days but it's just gotten much worse. So I decided I should investigate and pulled out a bucket of cleaning supplies. Under the cobwebs in the bucket (because it's not like I really use these cleaning supplies on a regular basis) were three bottles of random cleaners and a stack of washcloths. I thought the smell was a bottle of stuff in there that had just gone bad or something, and the towels in the bucket were really wet so I figured it had somehow gone bad and managed to leak too. So I took the towels out and then took the other two bottles of cleaning stuff out and set them on the counter and went out and threw away the bottle that I thought was the troublemaker.
So then Izzy keeps on barking and growling at me and I'm thinking maybe I forgot to give her water when I filled up her food bowl. I'm standing there staring at her bowls and telling her what a dork she is because she has both food and water and I see this steady drip falling into her food. One of the bottles that I had put on the counter apparently had a hole in it. It was a bottle of ammonia. Hence the ammonia smell. Duh. Would have been nice if I'd noticed it earlier.
Luckily there was no harm done. The bottle of ammonia has been emptied in the proper ammonia-emptying-manner. The laundry room has been cleaned. And Izzy is resting on the couch after a nice dinner from a freshly cleaned bowl.
Remember the stack of towels though? The ones that were in the bucket and were completely soaked in ammonia? I washed them. Now I've got four kids. And they're messy. So all of my laundry generally gets a cap full of detergent and a cap full of bleach. Do you know what happens when you mix ammonia and bleach? It makes fumes. Do you know what happens when you inhale those fumes? You die.
So today when starting this load of scrungy towels it suddenly dawned on me that I didn't really need the bleach in there since I wasn't worried if they were ugly or not. Normally I would have used it anyway. Today I didn't. And because I didn't there were no fumes. And because there were no fumes, no one died.
Close call.
Note to self: Remember to thank God for not choosing today as my last day.
3.19.2006
Funky Funk
I'm in a funk. Hate that. It seems to always happen this time of year. My mom died in May of 93 and it seems like every single year around this time I get depressed. Extra depressed. It stinks.
I'm sure the fact that it's rainy and gloomy and dreary outside doesn't help. And the fact that we've all STILL got colds doesn't help either. And Hubby has been gone for several days. He should go away more often probably. I think I'd appreciate him more. Which would be a good thing. I've found that I really take him for granted.
My computer is acting all wonky. I'm sure I've got a virus of some sort. And of course Hubby is the one who fixes all that stuff so since he isn't here I'm just piddling along trying to ignore the wonkiness.
I'm tired of the fact that I'm a crappy housekeeper. I look around this house, a house that I never imagined I'd have. It's a nice place. A really nice place actually. And it is basically 3500 square feet of pure mess. I honestly don't think there is a single corner that isn't cluttered.
I did manage to get a little bit done this weekend with Hubby gone. Although I managed to do much more damage to the checkbook then I should have. Why do I feel like if he's gone I get to shop more? Like he won't know since he isn't here? Duh. He's going to come back tonight and look online at our account and wonder who hijacked it!
Anyway, I made curtains for the little girls' room. Canopies actually. We moved in here 2 1/2 years ago and I'd planned on making them this whole time but just now got around to it. I think they turned out nicely.
I'm also making headway on organzing my laundry room which has been a catch all for the last 2 1/2 years. It houses all my scrapbooking supplies and I was just in there thinking what an idiot I am for buying all that stuff. I have enough supplies to open my own scrapbooking store. And I can honestly say that I don't remember the last time I did any scrapbooking. Mostly because I have too much in the way of supplies and I don't know which product to pick to use. It's insane.
Other then that I haven't accomplished a whole lot. Although I did spend a lot of quality time with my girls. That's gotta count for something. Right? The kids have been on spring break and they go back tomorrow. That's gonna be fun, getting them up all bright and early in the morning. They're gonna love it.
So, I'm still uncertain as to whether or not I want to share their names. I guess because I want to have this be an outlet to spill my guts, I'm not sure I want family reading this. I mean, what if I need to vent about them? And then they read it and it caused a big hoorah? It would be one thing to run across this blog and see my name but to see my name AND my kids names then they'd know it was me. That would be bad. Right? And what about all the crazies out there? People who might track us down and do bad things to us. All because they know our names. Ah heck, I guess I'll share. My kids are Marleigh, Elliot, Selah, and Tess. There they are. All four of them. Promise.
I'm sure the fact that it's rainy and gloomy and dreary outside doesn't help. And the fact that we've all STILL got colds doesn't help either. And Hubby has been gone for several days. He should go away more often probably. I think I'd appreciate him more. Which would be a good thing. I've found that I really take him for granted.
My computer is acting all wonky. I'm sure I've got a virus of some sort. And of course Hubby is the one who fixes all that stuff so since he isn't here I'm just piddling along trying to ignore the wonkiness.
I'm tired of the fact that I'm a crappy housekeeper. I look around this house, a house that I never imagined I'd have. It's a nice place. A really nice place actually. And it is basically 3500 square feet of pure mess. I honestly don't think there is a single corner that isn't cluttered.
I did manage to get a little bit done this weekend with Hubby gone. Although I managed to do much more damage to the checkbook then I should have. Why do I feel like if he's gone I get to shop more? Like he won't know since he isn't here? Duh. He's going to come back tonight and look online at our account and wonder who hijacked it!
Anyway, I made curtains for the little girls' room. Canopies actually. We moved in here 2 1/2 years ago and I'd planned on making them this whole time but just now got around to it. I think they turned out nicely.
I'm also making headway on organzing my laundry room which has been a catch all for the last 2 1/2 years. It houses all my scrapbooking supplies and I was just in there thinking what an idiot I am for buying all that stuff. I have enough supplies to open my own scrapbooking store. And I can honestly say that I don't remember the last time I did any scrapbooking. Mostly because I have too much in the way of supplies and I don't know which product to pick to use. It's insane.
Other then that I haven't accomplished a whole lot. Although I did spend a lot of quality time with my girls. That's gotta count for something. Right? The kids have been on spring break and they go back tomorrow. That's gonna be fun, getting them up all bright and early in the morning. They're gonna love it.
So, I'm still uncertain as to whether or not I want to share their names. I guess because I want to have this be an outlet to spill my guts, I'm not sure I want family reading this. I mean, what if I need to vent about them? And then they read it and it caused a big hoorah? It would be one thing to run across this blog and see my name but to see my name AND my kids names then they'd know it was me. That would be bad. Right? And what about all the crazies out there? People who might track us down and do bad things to us. All because they know our names. Ah heck, I guess I'll share. My kids are Marleigh, Elliot, Selah, and Tess. There they are. All four of them. Promise.
3.16.2006
Nice
Look at me. Got a blog and am already ignoring it. Oops.
It's a girls weekend here. Hubby went to Las Vegas with a friend for the weekend. I told him to have fun. And to not take the handouts on the street. I hope he has fun.
My son went to spend the weekend with Hubby's Grandma. My oldest daughter went for a long weekend at the end of last summer. Now it's finally his turn. He was pretty excited.
So it's just us girls. I've got big plans to get all sorts of things done. Cleaning. Laundry. Organizing. Sewing. Hmmmm, who wants to bet I don't get squat done. Tomorrow my oldest is going to spend the day with a friend so it will just be me and the youngest two. Maybe I can con them into helping me in a way to make them think it's fun.
That reminds me. Do I want to share their names? I'm sure you've noticed that I've not referred to them by name yet. I highly doubt that this particular blog of mine will ever become widely read. Although, if it does I suspect I should somehow protect our identities so that you crazies out there can't get to us. Am I right?
Perhaps I'll give everyone new names. That might be fun. Although you already know my moniker so it might be easy enough to figure out. Still might be fun.
I'll have to think about it.
It's a girls weekend here. Hubby went to Las Vegas with a friend for the weekend. I told him to have fun. And to not take the handouts on the street. I hope he has fun.
My son went to spend the weekend with Hubby's Grandma. My oldest daughter went for a long weekend at the end of last summer. Now it's finally his turn. He was pretty excited.
So it's just us girls. I've got big plans to get all sorts of things done. Cleaning. Laundry. Organizing. Sewing. Hmmmm, who wants to bet I don't get squat done. Tomorrow my oldest is going to spend the day with a friend so it will just be me and the youngest two. Maybe I can con them into helping me in a way to make them think it's fun.
That reminds me. Do I want to share their names? I'm sure you've noticed that I've not referred to them by name yet. I highly doubt that this particular blog of mine will ever become widely read. Although, if it does I suspect I should somehow protect our identities so that you crazies out there can't get to us. Am I right?
Perhaps I'll give everyone new names. That might be fun. Although you already know my moniker so it might be easy enough to figure out. Still might be fun.
I'll have to think about it.
3.14.2006
Well Howdy-Do
I gots me a blog.
Now what? Do I start by telling you about me and the fam? Or do I just dive right into my senseless ramblings?
Oh I know! I'll tell you why I am who I am. I mean, my name. Pass The Bon Bons.
I should have added a 'Please' on the end of that, huh? Grandma would be very disappointed with my manners. Although I did give Mama Vleema a nice nod with my first blog entry title. I can just hear her answering her phone with that...
Ring. Ring.
Grandma: Hello (said with a thick Texas drawl)
Me: Hi Grandma, it's Margo
Grandma: Well, howdy-do!
Man I miss that crazy little lady!
So anywho...
I'm a stay-at-home mom of four kids. It's long been thought that us stay-at-homes just sit around doing nothing all day long. We watch our soap operas and eat our bon bons. Right? I can honestly say that I've never actually HAD a bon bon. I'm afraid to try one for fear that I'll like them too much and will get addicted. That's the same reason I've never been to one of our local bakeries. I've heard they have baked goods that are out of this world. All the more reason for me and my hips to stay away.
I can also honestly say that I don't think I'm a very good stay-at-home. I have the ability to fool people into thinking I'm not so bad at it. That is, until they come to my house. My house that I can't for the life of me figure out how to organize and keep clean. It's too overwhelming. So I try a little bit and then get depressed and then spend way too much time on the computer. That's me.
So maybe I should just give in and eat the bon bons?
Now what? Do I start by telling you about me and the fam? Or do I just dive right into my senseless ramblings?
Oh I know! I'll tell you why I am who I am. I mean, my name. Pass The Bon Bons.
I should have added a 'Please' on the end of that, huh? Grandma would be very disappointed with my manners. Although I did give Mama Vleema a nice nod with my first blog entry title. I can just hear her answering her phone with that...
Ring. Ring.
Grandma: Hello (said with a thick Texas drawl)
Me: Hi Grandma, it's Margo
Grandma: Well, howdy-do!
Man I miss that crazy little lady!
So anywho...
I'm a stay-at-home mom of four kids. It's long been thought that us stay-at-homes just sit around doing nothing all day long. We watch our soap operas and eat our bon bons. Right? I can honestly say that I've never actually HAD a bon bon. I'm afraid to try one for fear that I'll like them too much and will get addicted. That's the same reason I've never been to one of our local bakeries. I've heard they have baked goods that are out of this world. All the more reason for me and my hips to stay away.
I can also honestly say that I don't think I'm a very good stay-at-home. I have the ability to fool people into thinking I'm not so bad at it. That is, until they come to my house. My house that I can't for the life of me figure out how to organize and keep clean. It's too overwhelming. So I try a little bit and then get depressed and then spend way too much time on the computer. That's me.
So maybe I should just give in and eat the bon bons?
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