uhm, yeah...

It is Sunday, I have to be at work by 6:00 am tomorrow. I have not got a damn thing to blog about today. Cleaned house, took ibuprofen, wrote this blog. This kids are killing each-other and their screams are drowning out all rational thought. Happy Back to the grind after the holiday weekend thing a ma-jigg..

to fall...

I would like to start this blog off with an apology, no not to you guys! So I missed a couple of posts, pshaw!

Honey (CS) I am sorry for all of the half assed attempts at acting like I cared when you were having back spasms. (or other various ailments that apparently stalk you in your thirties.)

just call me Humpty Dumpty...

Brother decided to grab onto my pocket, in the middle of his less than clean room, He stumbled, I stumbled, various body parts were flailing around and I almost squashed my own son beneath my bum like a bug. {put a picture to that, would ya?) I knew then I pulled something, nothing an ibuprofen wouldn't fix.

Last night I was playing catch with the kids (in a slightly cleaner version of above stated room) I reached out for the ball we were using in our game of triangle catch. That was it, I could not move for over an hour, I had to text CS to come home from work and the turtles tried to kill each-other. sitting and typing this hurts, but I am going stir crazy!!

I miss the days where I could've laid around all day and not given a shit that the housework was going to hell in a hand-basket!

The blog after she missed a NaBloPoMo post.

Well here it is the Eve of Thanksgiving, the most gluttonous day on the calendar for us U.S. citizens. I have not even gotten close to where I want to be. Though we have created a theme song, very slow and disco you sing"It's a Holiday Parteeee, Woot!Woot!" We have made some appalling , yet completely charming [foam]Gingerbread/glitter glue themed Christmas ornaments. We also ran through the gambit of foam snowflake ornaments. Just 3 short years ago I couldn't find soft ornament making kits to save my life. Now I feel like I am suffocating in foam, Make, it go away. "ahh but the kids love, that's the gist of it."

My menu (which will be added to my mother and sister's menu)

Posole with Red and Green Chile (it's soooo a NM thing)
Sugar Cookies
Magic Cookie Bars
Cranberry Apple Relish
Cheesecake Petit Fours (in progress and being ignored)

Well I gotta sign out, What? You saw the menu.

Peace, Love and Posole!

My husband was supposed to write this blog.

He said he would call it NoBloNoPro, no blog. no problem. The truth is I am beyond tired, so I am off to bed. I am so never letting CS near my blog again, he is such a bad influence.

Never go to Michaels the weekend of Thanksgiving.

That is it really. I have nothing more to say, Oh wait, I have one more thing to say. Don't go to Wal-mart either.
Fine I will elaborate, but only slightly because I am freaking tired and out of sorts and I have to be at work at 6:00 am. I warned you that I was out of sorts. I have to get ready for T-Day. I am making no-bake cheesecake petit fours courtesy of the Domestic Goddess. I stumbled onto her site by looking up petit fours recipes. I am also making Posole, and Cranberry Apple Relish (I'll include the exact recipe here as soon as I find it.) This paragraph is having trouble coming to a point, so moving on...

Those are some of the reasons I ventured into the outer regions of Hell and then Hell itself. To bake and to craft and to feed my family for the next week, on a limited budget. I ended up with more than I went into get, but that is the cliche that is my life.

My kiddos were on the whole well behaved. Though there were a couple of times that complete strangers stared at me as if I were a monster. My mom would have given me a swift smack and that would have been that. What was my crime? I threatened to leave the basket on the aisle and go home, I counted to 2 1/2, I must be a damned abomination!

I parked 5 miles from the store and had to push 2 kids (in one of those badly designed double seated with the seatbelts broken kind of basket) and $175 worth of groceries up hill to the car.
I admit I almost wasn't up to the challenge.

I am tempted to strike through this entire post because it is so whiny. I hate whining. I think I need a time-out. Either that or I should park this blog right here and go straight home, without all the stuff I came in for. PLGC-out

Morning musings.

I love driving at 7:30 a.m. on Saturday morning. There seem to be few if any people on the road and I don't have to drive 75 mph to get where I need to be. This morning's drive reminded me that I love this time of year.

There were at least 20hot air balloons scattered throughout the sky. The weather is brisk enough for a few layers but you don't really need a jacket. I do think it is time to get some gloves though. I buy new ones every year and by the next time I need them I have usually lost the mate. I could start an interesting art piece made entirely of mis-matched gloves. Most likely it would catapult me to a life of fame in the Fine Art world and I would have to live up to the brilliance of the mismatched gloves. That first ray of brilliance is to big of a hill to climb, so I think I will just let go of that dream right now.

As I was driving down I-25 I tried to imagine myself as a tourist and on my way to Santa Fe. I start taking stock of what I see. Adult Video, John Deer Tractor, Topless Dancers, Olive Garden. I say to my imaginary 70 something husband "Pa they got us a Olive Garden we can go there for dinner." Then I shift into the other type of artsy-chic tourist. Albuquerque is such a hick town, I can't wait to get to Santa Fe." The trucker, he pulls over to one of the five strip clubs in that small stretch and has a beer.

Yes I do have quite an imagination. I also have 3 years of owning a shop in Albuquerque's Old Town. The scope of tourist types goes well beyond those I've listed, but I assure the depiction is accurate.

To top my morning off was a lovely fellow driving in front of me. He so hadn't been home yet, and he was smoking a big ol' stogie, so I am pretty sure he got lucky last night. I was giggling and reminiscing of my 7:30 a.m. jaunts in the past. They weren't always grown up obligations, but then I didn't stop and take stock of the world around me back then either.

7 Random Things Meme.

I am a Meme Virgin. Phew, I am so glad that is out of the way. I was tagged by Suzanne, Julie and Nancy. Thanks a bunch, no. really. Here are the rules and then, and then, and then, Shibby. Sorry mindless 20 something moment, hehehe.

Rules:

1. Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 random and or weird things about yourself.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

7 Random things about me:

1. I had dreadlocks in college.
2. I am a better cook than my mother (:sorry mom, your a great cook, I'm just better:)
3. I dye my hair a lot, right now it is Soft Black.
4. I used to work at a Slavic, coffee and wine bar, fine dining restaurant, it's true.
5. I own a copy of E.B. Strunk and White.
6. I played Dinosaur Island with my kids tonight.
7. I would kill someone for a Mars Milky Way Dark right now.

For this meme, I randomly tag the following fellow NBPM'ers:

1. The Reluctant Blogger
2. Le Pen Quotidien
3. Tania
4. Peggasus
5. Operation Simplify
6. Carrie
7. The OC Mama

Episode 2 NaBloPoMo

Did I actually give myself a topic, as one of my coworker used to say "for sures". Now why in the H-E-double hockey sticks (trying to curb the curses yo) would I do something as ambitious as that on my 2nd NaBloPoMo?

So you have guessed it, I didn't come prepared. I picked up the kiddos, bought some sushi, miso and pot stickers from the market and had myself a big ol' glass of cabernet. It has been quite a nice evening all in all. The only thing to make it better? The episode of "Shark Week" in the background.

The hubs and I are somewhat addicted to the nature shows. Where other's TIVO and buy season 1 through something-or-other on DVD, we buy nature shows. I have Jeff Corwin, Planet Earth, Shark Week series, Pre-historic Park, and a bonus episode of Myth Busters.

We decided that kids' lives are filled with episodes of things. Whether it's on the tube or DVD, and on the rare occasion video, that is the world they live in. We got jealous. Sometimes I am way too fucking darn tired to watch an entire movie. I WANT episodes-!! So what episodes do you enjoy. Why do you think it took me so long to stumble onto the joy of episodes? And.... Damn I want all of the Project Runways EVER!

Well way off track, no real rhyme and I don't have cable so I can't even get this season of PRW. What is wrong with my life? Well nothing other than that really. Hate it or Love it the Underdog's on Top!

PLGC -out

NaBloPoMo and Bullets

Well, I have fallen into this NaBloPoMo thing so here is day one of posting to this blog everyday for the next month. What?! You say it is cheating to start NaBloPoMo in the middle of the month. Do you see how often I actually post to this blog? I think it will be a great exercise in daily writing for me. We'll see if I can keep it interesting.

Bulleted Updates by Persona:

• Bebe Boy is so into whining right now. Well whining, screaming, bawling and whining some more. He is the King of fit throwers. Everything his sister has he wants and takes. How do you relay the concept of Don't take shit that isn't yours! It is as simple as that. Aside from wanting to tie him up hang him by his toes from the ceiling I am handling it the best I can. I do occasionally scream into a pillow but I am sure it is just a phase. Please for the love of all that is mommy say it is a phase!

• Bebe Girl has been sick for the past couple of days. She came to my bed Tuesday at 3am from a bad dream. Just as I pull her in for a quick snuggle I briefly register the word puke. We were cleaning the trail to the bathroom for a good half hour. She was extra bummed because we had to miss a field trip to the Indian Pueblo Cultural Center. I tried to convince her that since her Auntie was married there (BG was 1 1/2 at the time) that we really didn't need to see it again. Alas another visit is in my near future.

• HD is slaving away since his promotion. It seems that once you out perform those around you then you are held to that high standard. He is damning himself for his lack of the lackadaisical attitudes his co-workers seem to thrive on. I must say that I am the lucky one. He gets thes kids ready and drops them at my Mom's 4 days of the week and has them all to himself on the 5th day. That short stint as a SAHD really helped him get a handle on butterfly pancakes and fruit smoothies.

• Mamacita. Well I got the news today that it is "Business as Usual" at the job. I have been putting on a good front, the whole "Hell no I am not in the least bit worried about losing my job during the Holidays" sorta front. Now that it is on solid ground again "I am so freaking relieved to have a job during the holidays!" Well thats all for now I have 16 more days to go, gotta save it up.

Tomorrow's topic; learning to read.

The one where she almost uses a bad word.

So you absolutely know that things are awry when you are mad at the car in front of you for going the speed limit. When did I become this speed demon? Well the truth be told, I leave work for "lunch" at 12:05, my daughter has to be at the bus stop by 12:45, I have to drive across town to get her from my mom's house, I have to be back at work by 1:00. 55 minutes and some Mother ah,erm Fluffy Bunny Lover, in front of me has the audacity to go the speed limit. Ridiculous!

I feel like all I do these days is drive here, there and everywhere. Zooming to and from, I might as well be grover..."Near, far, over and under and through." I can't say that anything about my life is boring right now.

The job is always in peril, as my industry is a volatile one at best. BG is full of Parent teacher meetings, field trips and school pictures. The Madre is up to her own eyeballs in drama and the HD is work, work, work these days. Did I miss BB, one word FIT (not the popular European compliment). We flux in and out of a stress status, but somehow remain above it all.

I am finding myself strangely apathetic to the turmoil. I am as excited as I have ever been about the holidays. That could be because I am going to give a hand at these, and this and that too.

I am loving that Autumn has graced us with her presence and is making way for winter. What are you up to for the season? Are you getting ready for a jam packed holiday, or snuggling in for an afternoon movie. If you're like me your feeling the crafty bug which is so difficult to shrug off with all of this mindless commercialism going on around me. What is your favorite part about the November to December months?

Well peace, love and Petit Fours, -out

The Tiger & The Butterfly

So there they are my two cuties. The tiger and the butterfly made it one round of the trick or treating, now we're just trying to convince them that there definitely IS a Sugar Fairy. You know, the Sugar Fairy, the one that needs our candy for the sprites in Sugar Fairy land. Lame you say, well the Tiger and the Butterfly didn't fall for it either. Here's to sugar crash.