Nothing New Today

So I have nothing to say. I'm half-way done with this blog posting challenge and it's been 98% fun. I hope my 10 1/2 readers have had fun too. None of you are sick of me yet right? (Do NOT answer that question except to deny, deny, deny)

C is for Cupcake

It was my turn for Tommy's preschool again this week. I was doing my own thing for a few weeks when a friend in the ward invited me to be a part of a co-op. We're using the same website as I did for Samantha back in the day. I was excited to have the two weeks in every three off but I actually have to do cool stuff now and like, plan. We got started a little later than regular schools so we're on week three.

So my letter was "C." Among other things, we made cupcakes, they were a hit.

Tommy, Emma, Nate

P.S. Thanks to the unified consensus of the commenters, as well as my mother/husband's opinions I am going to -in the words of my mother-take the money and run (see below)

Moral Dilemma - weigh in.

So I went to Kohls today with my 10 dollars in Kohls cash and my 20% coupon in the mail. I bought two matching tree skirts for my living room. They were already 50% off too-bonus! So I should get them for 24.99 each minus 10 dollars and then 20% off. Everybody following so far? The total rings up for 13.01 and I think it's really low but Tommy is throwing fits. I'm not very good at math so it takes me 10 feet or so to realize that it's way too low so I look at the receipt-he only charged me for one. Of course I go back and explain the situation to him. He says "Merry Christmas, don't worry about it! You look like you need a break anyway" (Remember how I always look like I need help )

I was very thankful and sweet back but....I still feel guilty. Should I go re-explain the situation to customer service and insist they take my money dang-it, or just be grateful? Am I morally vacuous for not having the answer at my fingertips or is my lifetimes worth of engrained guilt making a simple thing complicated? Which is it? YOU tell me.

It's November, Let's talk about gratitude already!

It's Sunday, it's been a good weekend. I'm in a grateful mood. These are some things I'm grateful for today specifically:

1. How cold it is outside-brrrr and yay! I love that it's not in the 80's :) It's actually 59 degrees right now-awesome

2. To go along with that-hot showers. It's one of my favorite things in this world for it to be cold outside and to take a hot shower. Not too many opportunities here so I love it when it happens.

3. That I get to be in Young Womens. It's just so fun to get to be with the youth, they are funny and at such an impressionable and important stage-I love it.

4. Visiting Teachers: They invited me and their other teachee to dinner tonight, is that not the most awesome thing you've ever heard of or what?!?

5. Sitting in Tommy's newly painted room (more pictures to come on that topic when it's fully decorated)

6. That the dog training classes I'm taking already seem to be helping immensely

And of course:

7. Eliza the sweetheart

8. Tommy the riot

9. Samantha the generally awesome (who already seems to be coming out of previously mentioned phase)

10. And my true love Tom

Yay for November, blessings and gratitude

My Weapons of Mass Destruction

The images you are about to see might be so horrifying that you need to look away, but you should know that I clean/pick up every day...so don't judge

Every.single.game got taken out and scattered

There wasn't a good enough shot to show how messy the games thing was but believe me, it took a long time to sort it out.

Eliza took all the foam curlers and spread them throughout the whole stairs.

Just the general room mess

And not to leave the downstairs out.

Maybe you'd ask yourself how I let this happen. The games happened while I checked my email, the curlers while I showered, and the downstairs mess while I was cleaning the kitchen. I'm sure someday my house will stay clean...right...right?

Under the Wire

I had a blog post planned but our main computer (the one with our pictures) isn't working at all. So I'm going to go back to watching Firefly re-runs.

My Brain is Turning to Mush

A few quick facts for you before you read this post: 1. My mom used to do/say the same things so I come by this honestly 2. I used to be smart.

My kids basically watch two genres of shows: PBS and Disney Movies. And so they are in the background when I am trying to get stuff done. While I am half listening to them I find myself thinking about and analyzing them. Things like:

*Professor Wiseman (originally a man in the book series) and the Man with the Yellow Hat are totally seeing each other (special birthday presents, dinner dates, come ON!)

*The Man in the Yellow Hat probably wants to marry her but she's too focused on her career for a real relationship

*That explains why he keeps that dreadful monkey around-it's a surrogate child because he can feel his biological clock ticking.

*And speaking of parents-who the heck are Steve's (or maybe it's Bill-I can't tell them apart?!?) The boy so obviously needs a father figure.

The super-readers just bother me from beginning to end but my pressing question is WHERE ARE THEIR PARENTS? I am all for kids finding out the answer for themselves but honestly. Do we really need 20 minutes of Goldilocks and the Three bears for Whyatt to figure out that he should say sorry to his brother for messing up his room? Common sense anyone?

But their dance moves are awesome

And Arthur....why are some people aardvarks/dogs/monkeys/bunnies/whatever and some people are still humans? What's that about?

And why if Muffy's dad is a used car salesman does everything about them scream "old money?"

But I'm not alone, check out this blog for more mommy brain mush