60% off Baby!!!!

*yay*

The fonts on this are stinkin' cute.  I'm very happy.  I didn't go on Thursday, like I did last year.  I went this afternoon.  I'm lucky they had this one left.  It was the only one I was after.

I feel a fun project in the works...

A new addition to the B household...

Oh my gosh!  It is so fun.  I feel like such an amateur.  I like it much better than the "big kid" versions of this game.  This one has songs I know.  Lots of them.  Now, if we can just figure out how to get the kids off of the game, Mr. B and I could take a turn.  We don't have the drums.  Yet.  I see them in our future.

I have a cold.

And I'm NOT happy about it. 



Dear Makers of Afrin Severe Congestion,

Have you missed me?  I haven't missed you.  I am, however, grateful that you took me back after my hiatus.  Thanks for the menthol love.  I hope our relationship is a short one.

Feeling the burn,
B

Time to re-laminate the list.

You know - - the list of hot guys.  Time to update it.  Here goes:

1.  Matt Damon - - Jason Bourne.  Enough said.
2.  Brad Pitt - - Tristan!!!
3.  Shemar Moore - - Whew.
4.  Jeff Probst - - The tribe has spoken.
5.  Sean Hannity - - Sorry my liberal friends.  I think he is dang sexy.
6.  Gilles Marini - - This man makes me think very raunchy things.
7.  Taylor Lautner - - The Cougar and the Werewolf  *rawr*
8.  Matthew McConaughey - - I don't care if he wears deodorant or not.
9.  Vince Vaughn - - I love me a funny guy.
10.  George Clooney - - Those eyes. 

Consider this list laminated.

Happy Thanksgiving!

We've had a nice and uneventful day.  It was just the four of us.  It was actually kind of nice to not have to be on any kind of schedule.  We ate when everything was ready.  And it was good!  Mr. B roasted the turkey, made homemade mashed potatoes, gravy and homemade rolls!  I made the cheesy corn bake, green bean casserole and apple pan crunch.  Everything was so yummy!  The kids loved it.  We had a pilgrim and an indian at our table.  Well, long enough for a quick picture.  Then hats were off and we all dove in.  Yummmmm.

I went into a turkey/tryptophan induced coma about 3:30 and stayed in bed until 6:00.  I had a little help from the Tylenol Allery/Sinus medication I took.  I have a bit of a cold.  Nothing major.  Just annoying.  The kids are showered and ready for bed.  Cam is playing his DS and watching Cars.  Justin is watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.  Mr. B is making his plan of attack for Black Friday.  He seriously plans it out.  Me?  I'm not a 5:00 a.m. person unless that's when I'm just going to bed.

I think I'm going to retreat to my bedroom to watch something.  Not sure what yet.  Something though.  I'm kind of in the mood to start watching The Tudors again. 

I hope you all have had a blessed Thanksgiving.  I know I have.  I am thankful for my beautiful family.  I absolutely adore my handsome husband and my two sweet boys.  They have made my day incredible.

Something Funny

In the midst of illness - - the kid's still got it.  This is how our conversation went down Tuesday afternoon.

Enter Cam and me in his room.  It was trashed.  Toys everywhere.  We were looking for something.  I can't exactly remember what.  Oh - - wait, we were looking for a clean t-shirt for him to put on before bedtime.  His dresser is across the room.  I had to forage through mountains of crap to get to it.  While we were walking out, this is the conversation:

Me:  Wow, Cam.  This room is really, really messy and out of control.

Cam:  Yeah, it is.  We should get somebody to do something about this, shouldn't we?

I am still laughing.  I don't know which of his non-existent staff members he thinks ought to come along and tidy things up.  Surely he wasn't referring to his father or myself.  Just the fact that he felt like someone should take care of it, someone other than himself, just slays me.

He's a funny kid.  Very very funny.

*sigh*

Change of Thanksgiving plans.

Cameron has pneumonia.  So no traveling for us.  Mr. B went by the grocery store and picked up a turkey.  I'm going to grab a few other things.  I already have the stuff to make green bean casserole and mashed potatoes.  I'm going to get the stuff to make my fave - - cheesy corn bake.  I don't care if I'm the only one that will eat it.  More for me.  I also need a dessert.  I may call and order a buttermilk pie.  I don't know.  I don't really need it.  It just sounds so yummy and very Thanksgiving appropriate.

So - - we'll be here.

The Tree is Up!

We got a new tree!!!  Woo hoo!  It was SUPER easy to assemble.  The only problem I have had is separating the branches where all the holes are filled in.  I've just about got it done.  The tree is awesome.  It has 1300 lights on it.  Pre-lit is the only way to go.  And - - it was in five separate pieces.  Now that's what *I'm* talking about.  Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap and fluff.  Installed.  : )

No ornaments on it yet.  I'll do that tomorrow afternoon.  After I see New Moon again.  That's right.  I'm going back for more.  Obsessed much?  I think so.

Pictures later.  I promise!

The Cliffs Notes version of my crazy life over the past three days

Thursday

Cameron's doctor appointment (Pedi GI Specialist), all is good, continuing medication. 
Hair appointment - haircut and color.  I am no longer blond.
Soldier's Homecoming - I sat in my front yard and watched my neighbor's son return home to his parents after his one year tour in Afghanistan.  It was very emotional.  I took pictures for them.  (Oh - - just remembered that I need to upload those so that I can print them out for them.)
I got all dolled up for my Twilight/New Moon night out.  That pretty much took up eight hours there.  And - - it takes me into...

Friday

I got home about 3:30 that morning.  I couldn't go straight to bed.  I needed to "unwind."  I think I went to bed about 4:00.  I got up at 8:30 (Mr. B got up with Justin and got him ready for school.) 
I took Cam to school.
I drove straight to Starbucks.  Caffeine was MUCH needed.  New drink!  Caramel Brule.  Yum!
Grocery store - needed a fruit tray for Justin's "feast" at school.
Sam's - to pick up pictures.  (Pictures I had uploaded and ordered two days prior.)  I needed them for Justin's feast.  We were matting them and putting them on their placemats.  Not there.  I had NO time for error on Friday.  None.  And I was DOG tired.  I was supposed to be at the school between 10 & 11.  And I still had to get the paper to mat the pictures.  And some decorations for the table.
Hobby Lobby - bought some leaves, pumpkins and paper for the projects
Home - to see how long it would take to order the pics.  Again.  The album was still there.  I called after I ordered it and they put a rush on it.  Thank you Sam's.
School - party.  I did all kinds of stuff there.

This is boring.

I was busy.  Beyond busy.  And tired.

We dropped the kids off at Parent's Night Out and then went to dinner with my cousin and his wife from Brownwood.  (Thanks, Laura and Sam!  We had a nice time.)  They went to the Brownwood playoff game and the mister and I came home and just - - chilled.  I watched Survivor.  Go Mean Russell!!!  That man is awesome!  I hated him so much at first.  Now, I'm convinced that he is the best player to ever play this game.  He may not win, but he *really* deserves it.  He is awesome.  I want him to get rid of Shambo.  She really irritates me.

Saturday

I got to sleep until 9:00 today.  It was so nice!  Well, I got up at 7:30 and fixed Justin some oatmeal, and then went back to bed.  Today, I'm going to try to put our tree up and then I *think* some friends may come over tonight.  The girls want to see New Moon.  Nobody would have to twist my arm to watch it again.  It would mean that I need to wash my Team Jacob shirt.  Again.  No problem.

Bored to tears?  You should be.  I am from reading it.

I'm working on some laundry while I wait for Mr. B to get home from the store.  I'm hoping *crosses fingers* that he brings home the tree I've asked for.  I think he will.  He'll complain.  But he'll bring it home.  I'll take a picture when I'm done with it.

Enjoy your weekend.  I'll try to post something interesting tomorrow.

Can't Blog

I have lots to say.  But no energy to say it.  I'll catch you all up tomorrow.

Dirty Mom Alert

Oh sweet mother of all that is gorgeous and sexy in this world.  This man sets me on fire.

Those abs...

eyes...

that voice...

*rawr*

# 7 of People's Sexiest Men Alive 2009  I must get this issue.  Stat.

Geeking Out!

Yesterday afternoon, I was thinking about the New Moon premier this week.  There are four showings at midnight and they are all sold out.  I started to panic because a few friends of mine and I bought tickets at separate times.  I was afraid that we wouldn't be in the same theater.  So - - I went on the website to look around.  Four different show times.  And then...I saw it.  A showing of Twilight at 9:00.

Shut. The. Front. Door.

I called the theater because I couldn't buy tickets online.  I wanted to see if it was sold out yet.  Nope.  Not yet.  And to boot, if you were in that showing of Twilight, you could stay in your seat for New Moon.  How flippin' cool is that?  Instead of waiting outside in line, in the cold, with the masses - - we wait inside and get more Edward love.  And popcorn.  So, I rounded up my posse and found out who all wanted tickets.  As soon as Mr. B came home from work, I scurried over to the theater and bought nine tickets.

I am so excited!!!

I'll have to miss Bunco this month.  But it will be so worth it.

Thursday night - - double feature.  I. Can't. Wait!!!!

Die Mosquitoes!

You blood-sucking scum.  Your number is coming up.  It's supposed to be 29 tonight.

Buh-bye.

Lady Antebellum

I just downloaded their album today.  Where have I been?  I love it!!!  I also love Andrea Bocelli's Christmas album. 

All is quite well in my music world.

The Amazing Race

Our youth group is having a discipleship weekend and I have agreed to participate in their "fun" activity for Saturday afternoon.  They are doing the Amazing Race and I said I'd be a driver.  I am excited and nervous.

I've reviewed the map of Anytown, USA and brushed up my knowledge of some local landmarks. 

Wish me luck.  This frumpy white girl hasn't had to run in ages.  That's scary.

Coffee

I drank my coffee in record time today.  I'm hoping it gets rid of this nagging headache!

I'm thinking of starting a diet that cuts sugar, dairy and carbonated beverages.  I might actually die.  I'm skeered.  A friend did it and she has lost a lot of weight.  And she looks fabulous.

A life without Diet Coke w/Splenda and cheese?  Whatever will I do?  How will I survive?  Coming off of the sodas is gonna be wretched.  Let me ponder that one for a bit.

Our Kindergartener and Our Preschooler

I am so proud of him.  We had our first parent/teacher conference today to discuss his first nine weeks of school.  He is doing very well.  He had two areas that need some improvement.  He needs help with rhyming and phonemes.  His teacher said it was no big deal because they hadn't even covered those areas yet.  He is doing very well at math - - much to his daddy's delight.  (Mr. B minored in math.)  Guess who will cover math homework around here.  Like - - from now on.  (I totally sucked at math.)

To help with the rhyming, she suggested Dr. Seuss.  You don't have to twist my arm to buy more Dr. Seuss books.  I went straight to Hastings and bought three board books.  *smile*

She said his behavior was awesome.  He gets along well with all of his classmates and is often helpful to them.  This was music to our ears.

We haven't had any such meetings for Cam.  They don't do those at our preschool.  I check in with his teacher periodically and she assures me he is on target.  I have wavered back and forth (a lot) on waiting another year for him to start kindergarten.  Today's opinion:  let him go ahead and start.  He seems ready.  I *hate* that he will be one of the younger ones in his class.  I also don't want to put limits on him.  We'll see.  I don't have to decide today.  I'm treating him like this is his last year of preschool.  We've taken our fair share of skip days.  He bats those big blue eyes at me and tells me he wants to stay home with me and snuggle.  I'm putty in his little hands.  This afternoon, he and I danced in the front yard.  It held him and we "waltzed."  It was a moment I'll never forget.

They are growing, learning and changing so fast.  I can't keep up.

*sigh*

I love those boys.

Domestic Nirvana

What constitutes Domestic Nirvana you ask?  To each her own.  For me, it is the following:

1.  A clean house.  I'm not talking ceiling to tile.  But clean enough where I would not be embarrassed if someone popped in.  Beds are made, floors are mopped and vacuumed, counters cleaned off, clutter picked up, kitchen sink is empty.  I think you get my drift here.

2.  Laundry done and put away.

3.  Groceries shopped for and put away.

4.  A plan for dinner.

5.  An inside temperature of 70 - 76.

I am moments from Domestic Nirvana.  Once I achieve this - - I shall take my children outside to ride bicycles.  I'll then plop my bootay in a lawnchair and grab the latest issue of Scrapbook Trends to peruse.  Life is good.  I've said it before and I'll say it again - - it's good to be me.

Very Interesting Disorder

Munchausen.  I actually think I know someone who SERIOUSLY suffers from this both herself and by proxy through her children and her husband.  It's really quite bizarre! 

Read about it here.

Very interesting.

He Loves Me.

Look what Mr. B bought me at the store today!  I'm *totally* saving them for movie night.  I'm such a geek.  It says "Box 3 of 3."  I'm guessing there are Edward and Bella boxes, too.  Imagine my luck with him getting me the Jacob box.   He didn't even know that I am *so* Team Jacob for this movie.  He knows that I am a total Twilight Mom and he knew I'd love them.  Isn't he sweet?

Awkward

Confirmed today.  I still hate kid's birthday parties.  Except my own kids.  And then, I still get stressed out.  Although, Justin's last party was probably the easiest of them all so far.  Probably because he only invited a handful of kids, they were all well behaved children and there were things for the kids to do.

I was at a party for one of Justin's friends today.  I've never felt more out of place.  Seriously.  I'm trying to think of a time where I felt more awkward.  I can't think of one.

I try - - and probably fail miserably - - to make sure *all* of my guests are having a nice time.  I try to engage in conversation with everyone that attends.  Adults included.  I also like to make sure that the adults know each other.  Or meet each other there.  That way, nobody feels out of place.  Rest assured, after today, I'll make more of an effort to do this.  The sad thing is - - I knew a couple of the moms there.  Nothing.  A little polite chit chat when I first got there.  But after that, nothing.  I walked around alone and wanted desperately to escape.  I've never been more uncomfortable in my life. 

I feel terrible.  Justin was having a great time.  While I - - well, I felt like I started having a total panic attack.  It was so weird.  We waited until gifts were opened and then we left.  We cheesed it out of there.  Luckily, Justin didn't seem to mind.  I don't know why I freaked out like I did.  It's very unusual.  Where I go, so goes the party.  I guess that happens when I am comfortable with my surroundings.

I don't blame the hostess.  Not one bit.  She was very kind.  I just felt weird.

I don't know.

Blah.

Three Nevers

I saw this on a friend's blog and I told her I was going to do it, too.  I'm stealing from her on two of them.  It's funny how alike and unalike we are.

If you have them, what are three "nevers" of your life?

1.  I will NEVER go in the reptile house at the zoo.
2.  I will NEVER eat organ meats.
3.  I will NEVER be a liberal Democrat.

What are yours?

Christmas is Coming!!!!!

It is, indeed, the most wonderful time of they year.  I LOVE the holidays.  I love that the Christmas blends have come out at Starbucks.  I am sipping on my first Gingerbread Latte of the season.  (I got the tall.  You know, the whole sugar thing...)  I limit myself to one every week during the holidays.

I think I have Mr. B talked into a new Christmas tree.  *yay*  We are upgrading to a 9 foot.  Pre-lit.  I refuse to jack with another strand of lights.  They are the bane of my existence.  I am going to try to get our tree up the Sunday before Thanksgiving.  Especially since we will be out of town for T-Day.

I'm going to hop in the shower, get dolled up for lunch with Mr. B.  Then I'm going to burn a Christmas CD to stick in Gyna's CD player.

The thing that sucks about trying to "be in the spirit" is that it is supposed to be 81 today.  I don't think I've ever listened to Christmas music in shorts with my a/c running.  Boooooooo!

Oh, oh, oh!!!!  I just had an idea.  Holiday Haiku.  Anyone interested?  Click on the word "Haiku" if you sucked at English in school.  It will "remind" you of what Haiku is.  Write your own Holiday Haiku and post it here.  I'll pick my favorite and you'll win something.  I don't know what yet.  I'm going to give this one a few weeks.  So bookmark this entry and come back often to look at the comments.  I want something original and not depressing.  We are a happy, fun place.  (Well, today we are.)  You can make fun of something if you want, just nothing sad.  Deal?

This is gonna be fun.  Here is my first one:

Christmas is coming

the shopping days will fly by

don't forget my gift.

Piercings

I was just talking to a friend about body piercings.

Right now, I've only got my ears pierced.  Twice on each side.  I *never* wear the second set.  I'm thinking about it though.  I think I will.  I still really, really, really want to get my nose pierced.  My only concern is what it will feel like on the inside.  I can't stand the thought of always feeling like I've got a boog in there.  And - - what about boogs?  They're gonna happen.  It *is* the nose.  Are boogs gonna get caught on the ring inside my nose?  Eeeewwww.

My fellow peeps with nose piercings - - clue me in here.  I want the good, the bad and even the grotesque.

Have you ever known anyone with other body piercings?  I have.  *snicker*

Haircut today!

Woo hoo!!!!!  Haircut day always makes me happy.

A friend of mine did some "fall work" to her hair.  She got rid of her blond.  I'm thinking about exploring my options with this, too.  The blond just isn't as fun once the tan is gone.

Xanadu!!!

I should not speak ill of the deceased.  But - - my goodness!!!!  My new hair dryer is the shiz.  I'm not in mourning anymore.  I was going to bury my old one.  Now, I'm just tossing her in the trash can.

Movies!!!

I love movies.  I love, love, love movies.  I don't watch many on my iPod.  But I have a few on there.  I only had two on there until tonight.  Tonight I added a third.  If I can't sleep or need a mood change, I'll watch bits and pieces of the movie.  I somtimes watch them when we are driving long distances.

Of course I'm not going to tell you what three are on there.  I'm going to make you guess.  No hints this time.  If you know me, you probably have a pretty good idea of what the movies are.

Let's have fun with it.  The first person to guess all three movies will win a gift card to Starbucks.  In each comment (and you can comment as much as you want) you must list three movies.  If even one is wrong, keep going.  And you won't even know if you are close because I'm not speaking of it again until there is a winner.  For the sake of simplicity, please keep your guesses on this entry only.

Have fun.  And think extra hard!!!  You know me, so this *should* be easy.

Goodbye, dear friend.

Today, I was forced to bid farewell to a companion of twenty-two years. 

My Salon Selectives hair dryer.

*sniffle*

I got out of the shower, combed my hair, put gel in it, plugged the dryer in, flipped it on and - - nothing.  I pressed the little reset button on the ground fault circuit of the dryer.  Nothing.  I pressed the ground fault circuit on the wall.  Nothing.  I checked the other plug in the bathroom.  Nothing.  Mr. B's toothbrush was charging.  Then it hit me.  It was over.  We were done. 

*more sniffling*

Now - - I have short hair.  Very short hair.  So to say that I used that thing nearly every day of our twenty-two years together is probably spot on.

And now.   Nothing.

And - - flat hair for the day.

The last left of the few things I brought into this marriage - - gone.  I called Mr. B and told him of my plight.  He said that, given the longevity of my previous dryer, I was more than welcome to go buy another one.  My new dryer is pink (imagine that) and it has a retractable cord.  I'm about to take a shower and wash my hair.  Then, my new dryer and I shall begin to cultivate our new relationship.  I'm a little nervous.  It's like a first date.

Good-bye old dryer.  Thanks for the good styles.

I did it!

It was only twenty minutes, but it is a start!  At ten minutes, I thought I must have been smoking crack when I decided to get healthy.   I can't believe I am *that* out of shape.  I wanted to quit so bad.  I let the music inspire me.  Here is my playlist from today:

O Fortuna - Carmina Burana (Traci will appreciate this one.)
Forever - Chris Brown (stupid youtube viral wedding video - - total earworm)
Flashing Lights - Kanye West (I know, I know.)
Another One Bites the Dust - Queen (symbolism for my fat)
Centerfold - J Geils Band (just trying to envision a skinny me that the mister would be all over!)
Rockin' the Beer Gut - Trailer Choir (funny song and quite unseemly)
Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off - Joe Nichols (tee hee hee)

Short list.  But it was inspiring.  I climbed 39 floors.

Yay me.

Climbing on board.

I'm about to hit the stair climber.  I don't expect it will be a marathon session or anything.  But it's a start.  I'll let you know what my playlist was later.

Wish me luck.

Fatty McButterpants

That's me.  I'm bigger than I ever have been before.  I feel that tug inside me to *really* do something about it again.  I need to show Mr. B that I am consistent in sticking with it so that he'll pay for the personal trainer we talked about.  For now - - healthy eating, no sweets, lots of water, walking and the stair climber in the bedroom.  I. Can. Do. This.

I can't believe that I used to be a leader at Weight Watchers.  And now.  Now I'm just down right fat and unhappy.  I'm pissed off that I let myself get to this place.  I know better.  It's going to take A LOT of work to fix it. 

I am declaring war on sugar and late night snacking.  Those are my two biggest enemies. 

*sigh*

No time like the present.  No more procrastinating.    No more "being uncomfortable in my own skin."  I am ashamed of myself.  Time to fix that.

I hear this a lot.

Mr. B *hates* it when I borrow his razor.  HATES it.  I learned a new trick.  I buy the women's version of the razor he uses.  They use the *same* blade refills.  That's right.  I'm pretty dang smart.

Speaking of razors - - I'm about to get reacquainted with mine.  My legs are just nasty.  They are grossing me out.

Parenting 101

Just for the record - - I do NOT believe in humiliating any child in a public format (ie: Facebook).  I'm not talking about "my kids are making me crazy" kind of thing.  I'm talking about specific details about their bad behavior.  I swear - - I'll never understand her.  I know children need correction.  It's our job to do this.  I just think there is a time and a place for everything.  And airing your grievances about your child for all of your friends (and some of their friends) to see is just plain crappy.

That is all.

Halloween Night at the AT&T Center

This is *just* how cool Manu is.  Watch this quick clip from what happened when a bat got into the AT&T Center and disrupted the game.