Tuesday, December 07, 2010

BRRRRRR!!!!

I woke up yesterday to -1 windchill and snow falling. I am still in the "snow is pretty!" phase of winter, so I didn't mind it so much. It's the -1 windchill that I just don't like. This morning was a repeat of yesterday, except it's not quite as cold.

I discovered the worst part of country driving in the winter: drifts. I am a very cautious driver when it comes to snow, driving what Casey calls less than Grandma speeds. It took me 20 minutes to get from our house for the main highway that I take to pick up Lily from school. Luckily, I gave myself an hour to get to her school because I didn't know how long it would take me. Once I got on the main roads, though, I made it to her school in 15 minutes and I had 20 minutes to kill before I had to pick her up. I ended up hanging out in the parking lot, reading.

The biggest news that we have is that last Thursday we had our ultrasound. Turns out our hunch was correct! We are indeed expecting a little girl! Megan Gray Stone will be joining us around abouts April 25th. Casey has been joking that he isn't going to get "fixed" after Megan is born so that way he can at least attempt to balance the scales in the house so we have an equal amount of testosterone to estrogen. I had to laugh at that one. I think I'm going to have to ambush him. Haha!

That's about all I've got to report. I'm going to curl up with the boy for a while. Then, potato soup today!

Monday, November 08, 2010

Tis almost the season?

As I type these first few words I have already sneezed 6 times. The weather is completely wonky here in northern Indiana. It's just like they say "Wait five minutes and it'll change." Over the weekend we had our first snow. It got down to 28 degrees on Friday night. It snowed a little bit on Thursday, but Friday was the day that it really came down. Well, I say really but we only got about an inch, inch and a half. It stuck for just over 24 hours, though, so that made it the first significant snow fall.

Naturally, Jackson wanted to go out and play in the snow. But, without snow boots, I'm not going send him in wet snow. That's just not smart. I didn't let Lily go out either for the same reason. My dad was up visiting when we got the snow. Too bad he didn't stay until today, though, because today it got up to 68 degrees (at least, this is according to my dashboard). Tomorrow it's supposed to be just as warm, if not a little more. I'm going to enjoy it while I can because it's supposed to be rainy and cold (mid 40s) by this weekend.

Belly baby is doing well. This is the second day I haven't taken a nap . I find I sleep better at night when I don't nap, even though I could totally use one and sometimes drag during the day. I've taken to sleeping a pillow between my knees. I'm starting not to be comfortable. Apparently, the baby is now the size of an avocado and my bladder is starting to become more of a trampoline than a bladder. I signed Jackson and myself to go to a mommy and me super siblings class at the hospital. The class is in January, so there's plenty of time, but the class fills up fast, so I wanted to make sure I got him in.

I took Lily to the class when I was preggo with Jackson and I think she learned a lot. Although, when it came right down to it, she recently confessed to me that she thought Jack was going to be a lot cooler when he was born. Much to her disappointment he was little more than a "blob." At least she's honest?

So, that's where we are right now. It snowed. It melted. Kids are good. Belly baby is an avocado and Lily thought Jack was gonna be cool. That's all I got.

Monday, October 18, 2010

I'd like to take a moment between puking...

We are at 12 weeks with bambino number three. On the good days, we call said fetus "Megan" or "Liam" (we don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet, but which ever it is it will either be a Megan or a Liam) and on bad days, we call it "Steve." For that particular reference, I refer you to the song "We like sportz" by Lonely Island. Go listen and then laugh at how insane we are, but I must say that if you had been anywhere near as pukey as I have been, you too would be calling the parasite currently being hosted in my uterus Steve. End of discussion.

In the past few weeks we've also been busy doing that whole movie thing. We've been working on our friend Tara Eary's project, "A Vegan Mess." I'm still not 100% in love with the name, but we don't have much better of a name, so yeah. Day one was awful. We're talking horrible, terrible complete waste of a day. We managed to salvage the office location footage, but the apartment footage was so absolutely horrible that we scrapped it and re-shot it on our last day.

Day two, which was a Sunday, was a much better day but it was our busiest day. We had our "protest" scene, for which only 6 extras showed up. This would mean we had to do a very very fast rewrite of the scene and ended up saving our extras for later scenes that were filmed at the YMCA in Elkhart.

Day two went smoothly and we were all exhausted by the end of it. But when things go smoothly, you find yourself energized by that fact. I don't think I've ever seen us get the hell off a set quite that fast, though. We were all ready to go home by the end of day 2.

Day three, the following saturday, was hilarious. This was our big "shark bites" scene, complete with Tara's hubby Geoff in a shark costume. The best part was when we invaded an OPEN Mexican Grocery Store. Despite having to work around customers (apparently the meat counter is BIG business on weekends), we had a blast and even garnered a few new fans. Although, I think the owner was ready for us to be out of there. The footage looks amazing, though, and we're all really proud.

After that, we re-filmed all of the apartment stuff not in the apartment, but in our house. I'm still finding feathers, but actually covering Tara in feathers and fake blood? That was soooo worth it. It was almost as fun as making fake bird poo and watching it get dumped on her on our last day of shooting. I'm really glad we got footage of Casey laughing his ass off because I don't think I've heard him laugh that hard in a while.

We are now into week two of post production and I also was just told that "5cm Peter" is in the Wet Your Pants! Comedy Film Festival in Indianapolis next month. I'm wondering if I can talk Casey into taking a vacation just the two of us for that weekend. I gotta find out about whether or not they're gonna give us discounted or free tickets, though. We shall see.

Other than that, it's been a lot of couch surfing and napping. I'm starting to get some energy back but it's in spurts. I'd love to not puke any more, but I'm not holding my breath. Luckily, if things get too bad, I can just take some phenegrin and take a nap. Love the phenegrin.

That's where we are. Yep, I'm dull .

Monday, September 20, 2010

9 Weeks and Counting...

The news: Pregnant. Yep, again. This makes number 3. We think it's a girl and we like the name Megan. If it's a boy, I personally like Liam.

We found out a couple of weeks ago. I had been feeling like crap and we had joked about the fact that I was pregnant but I waited a couple of weeks before I actually took the test. We found out, I had a couple of great days and then I proceeded to puke my guts out for about a week. I finally called my ob/gyn for advice on day 4 of not holding anything down. I was absolutely miserable! The last time I was this sick while pregnant was with Lily. With Jackson I can count the number of times I threw up on one hand. Couple that with a gut feeling in the girlie direction and that's why we think it's a girl.

In other news, preparing for the bambino, which is not due until April, we have purchased a minivan. I never really saw myself as a minivan person, despite actually wanting one. It's quite a cushy ride. That, and I have to admit that the power sliding doors are hella sexy.

So yeah, that's what's going on here. It's going to be an interesting few months. Jackson turns 3 this week. He's such an awesome little person, and Lily.... She is heading full on into "my parents are incredibly embarassing" territory. And naturally, we love to harass her.

The kids are good, the manthing is good, the dog needs some flea stuffs but other than that is fine as is the cat. The house is good. Everything is just good. Knock on invisible cheese fries. Oooh... cheese fries. That sounds tasty. Hmmmm....

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

We interrupt your regularly scheduled day with a blog post.

Day two of school and I'm feeling more awake than I was yesterday. The funny thing is, I think I accomplished slightly more yesterday than I have today. I say that and yet I've done a ton of stuff today already and am just now sitting down for some lunch and am taking a moment to blog.

Jackson threw a tantrum yesterday and today when the bus came for Lily. It doesn't help that he woke up shortly before the bus came and he wakes up on the grumpy side, too. He very much wanted to ride on the school bus with Lily and go to school. Lily, I think, is enjoying getting away from Jack and playing with kids her own age.

She definitely had a good first day. She came home and ran up to the door wanting to tell me all about her day. She thinks her teacher is fabulous, she said the coach was funny and there are no cute boys in her class. She also made a friend, but she can't remember her name. That was funny. I was also informed that there is another Lily in her class, but it's spelled Lillie.

Jackson kept asking me all day yesterday (and has asked several times today) "Where's Lily?" I tell him where she is and he instantly says "I want to go to school!" He's rather excited because today we're going to go pick Lily up and he thinks he's going to go to school to learn.

In other Jackson news, little man has 3 nursery songs in his repertoire and is learning one more. He sings Twinkle Twinkle, Itsy Bitsy Spider, and London Bridge. He is learning the alphabet song (a two year old that sorta knows his alphabet?! That's awesome!) and he sings along with countless songs on my Ipod and on Gabba Gabba. Little man also has just discovered Thomas the Train and he's very much into cars- both the pixar Cars movie and matchbox cars. He is talking up a storm and loves to bug his sister whenever possible.

Not much else to report. The house is fairly clean, in about ten minutes I'll need to fold more laundry and put it away and the family is doing wonderful. I hope everyone else is enjoying the beginning of the school year as much as I am!

Monday, August 09, 2010

Have I really been gone THAT long?

So, I log onto the blog this afternoon (it's been what I consider a yucky morning/afternoon) and my last post was in March. MARCH! It's August for crying out loud! Not only that, but it's almost the middle of august! Lily starts back to school next Tuesday and I'm about to be left alone with a very rambunctious 2 1/2 year old boy who just discovered that jumping off the top of the cat pole to the couch is a fun albeit unsafe activity.

I keep looking at the calendar and I can't believe that it was March when I last wrote. Since then we have moved to the country, I raced with my dad in the Mini Cooper at the Nashville Super Speedway, attended a film festival where I met Lloyd Kaufman (the president of Troma films) and premiered Big Hat Cowboy Productions short film, Small Change, met a ton of new people, had an awesome summer in which Lily learned how to ride a horse proper and there was massive amounts of swimming.

It's really quite lovely out here. I like everything. I even like the bats that fly around. I don't like the bugs or spiders, but it hasn't been a horrible year for mosquitos and the bats take care of a lot of those little bug thingeys.

We just started pre-production for a new movie. We shoot this one at the beginning of October. I'm looking forward to it because it was written and is being directed by my good friend Tara. So far it has been really been working with her. We've been talking about it for a year but it's taken a good project to actually get me motivated. Casey has also been writing a lot lately. It's fun to watch him write and hear his stories. I remember when we first started dating all those many years ago and he would tell me all of these incredible stories that he wanted to write and then he started writing. And now I'm getting new stories and it's so wonderful! I love hearing new stories. The best part is now that I get to help with the creation of these stories and eventually I get to help these stories come to life.

There are so many things going on. I can't wait to share this adventure with you!

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Tappa-tappa-tappa

My husband has been spending most of his evenings writing. I spend most of my evenings asleep. Our schedules are practically running opposite these days. But that's okay, because it means he's writing again and whenever the boy is feeling creative that means he's in a happy place. The writing has been on and off for the past year and a half, ever since we decided to jump feet first into the whole film thing.

While my job on the film thing is currently at a low stage (not much going on as far as pre-production goes) he has been writing up a storm, filling his corkboard with all sorts of wonderful notes. Then he takes them down, rearranges them and puts them back up. I find notebooks all over the place and have to put them up high so Jackson won't get to them. Sometimes it can get a little harrowing rescuing notebooks just before they get spilled on and/or colored on. We're going to have to get that boy his own notebook so he won't mess with Casey's.

Lily is doing pretty well in school. Honor roll and such is expected yet again during this quarter. I spoke with her teacher on Friday and she said "Lily just GETS math. She excels at math and it really makes sense to her. I teach a new concept and while it may take a day or two to get it, once she gets it she really gets it." On the other hand though, Lily isn't doing so well with the new task or writing essays and papers. Her handwriting is beautiful, it's just what goes into the paper that is forced. She's the complete opposite of me in that respect. I never had trouble writing at all. My problem was with math. While I'm better with numbers and am more studied in algebra, etc. now that I'm older (and actually understand that yes, I use it on a somewhat daily basis), when I was in school math was the bane of my existence and it just didn't make any sense to me. It actually took Casey kind of coaching me to actually be able to figure things in my head and not reach for a calculator.

As far as Miss Lily's social life is concerned, she informed me the other day that Dakota is now her boyfriend and that she thinks she's old enough to kiss boys because her friend Madi kissed her boyfriend. I pointed out that Madi kissed a 6th grader and that was just totally not cool and that if Madi didn't want her parents knowing that she kissed this 6th grader, did she think that was right? Lily thought about it and then asked me "So, if I want to kiss a boy I have to tell you first?" I gave her a resounding YES!!! SOOOOOOO not ready for my little girl to have a boyfriend. The thought of it makes me want to ask my dad if I can have his Winchester.

Jackson is talking up a storm. Sometimes he doesn't say the most appropriate things (one of his current favorite phrases is "shut up bitches!" - he heard it on The F Word, not from me, thank you very much Gordon Ramsay) but most of the time he is coming up with stories and telling me what he wants to do and articulating rather well for a 2 year old. He definitely has his likes and dislikes down. Like: cookies and riding the train with Abi. (Abi = abuelita. AKA My mom.) Dislikes: Apparently broccoli which he calls a "big tree." He also likes to pretend he's a cat, a dog or a dinosaur and he is currently drawing a "T-Rex" on a piece of paper.

We've been playing outside a lot since the weather has been nice and warm and he can just about reach the peddles on his Diego tricycle.

I really quite love my family! They're the source of my smile.

Me? I've been putting together a proposal for a possible film gig and playing manager to Casey's extra-curricular activities. Between filming, CPR class for work, and helping his dad out we haven't had much free time together. Hopefully this weekend, though, we may get some time. Woot. We shall see... The next few weeks will be particularly busy, though, so yeah.

That's all from our neck of the woods. Tomorrow: stirring up shit with South Bend schools. How fun!

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Trending topic: The I-Refuse-to-call-it-IPad

Well, there it is. Yesterday Apple unveiled their new IPad. While I was all "Oooh! Shiny!" (I'm still "Oooh! Shiny!" but now with a dose of the giggles and I'm actually contemplating practical applications as well.) at first I now find myself wondering what the hell I'd do with this thing?

I think I'd definitely use it for my email and watching videos. I also think it would make a neat digital photo album. I have been in love with iPhoto for years, though. I also foresee this actually being the one thing that converts me to ebooks. I have, in the past, not really liked ebooks. There's just something about reading lots of text (example: I read the first Sookie Stackhouse novel, Dead Until Dark, on my MacBook pre-screen dying) on a computer. I found it to be annoying as hell and after about half an hour it hurt my eyes. The ebook they were featuring on the demo video actually looked like the pages of a book. That, to me is cool. Granted, falling asleep with an $700 book on your lap is probably not the best idea and I do have a tendency to fall asleep reading. I can't count the number of times Casey has taken a book off my face or off my pillow and put it on the nightstand next to me.

I think the ebook thing will really catch on, especially if they start putting textbooks on it. I remember that in high school I would just carry around all my books because I wouldn't have time (5 minutes for a passing period?! C'mon!) to go to my locker and switch out books. Especially if my locker was on the far end of the first floor and my class was on the opposite end of the third floor. Students could just get their IPad, load their text books onto it at the beginning of the year, and then carry the 1.5 or 1.6 pound (depending on the model it's either 1.5 or 1.6 lbs) IPad to class. Add in a multitasking dealio where you could take notes directly on your IPad about what you're reading and that would completely revolutionize education. Not to mention think about all the trees you'd be saving if you could just write your homework on your IPad and then email it to your teacher!

I would like to use the IPad for presentations, but I have to find out if Numbers or Pages (the Mac equivalent of MSWord and Excel and Power Point) can run on the IPad.

What would I have liked to see included? Some sort of handwriting recognition where you could use a stylus on notepad and wha-la! It transfers. I would have also have liked to see some sort of blue tooth phone application or VOIP installed. Something where you could combine your IPhone and your IPad, not needing to carry around both. And they say that the IPad has a speaker built in, but does it have a headphone jack? I'll have to look into that.

Another thing that will be cool would be an art type program. Think sketch book. You could even call it iSketch. It would be another stylus-type program where you could draw directly onto the IPad with a stylus, have a palette on the side, you could choose brushes or whatever and then upload your works of art to the internet to either be printed or just viewed by the world. Or if you didn't want to go the uploading route, you could transfer them to IPhoto for your own private viewing pleasure.

Like I said, all my gripes are mainly software based. It's a really cool concept, but I really don't think it's quite there yet. I seriously think I'd spend the extra couple of hundred bucks and replace my MacBook before I bought an IPad. It will take a lot of talking and a few upgrades (the biggest of which the IPad seriously needs flash capabilities) before I actually shell out the cash for it.

Oh, and what's with the name? Apparently there are absolutely no women working in the upper ranks of Apple because IPad? Seriously!? My first thought, much like most of the women I follow on Twitter, was IPad- sounds like a maxi pad. One of the trending topics on twitter was itampon. Mr. Jobs should have gone with iSlate instead. Maybe, before it's released, they'll change the name. Until it does, I refuse to actually say IPad out loud simply because the giggles it garners. I'll be calling either the iSlate or the Apple Tablet. Yes, we live in a pretty immature society. We all love our fart jokes and PMS jokes. Personally, I like fart jokes better, but that's just me. I am pretty sure the next time I get my period one of my friends (if not several) will say something to the effect of "Need to borrow an ipad?" And I'm not even going to post the ipad skit from MadTV that came out a couple of years ago. I know it's been posted all over the place already, so yeah. If you haven't seen it, you can go and google it.

Thems my thunks, take 'em or leave 'em.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Take that, you evil 5 year old!

It's MLK Jr. Day. The big kid is home from school and the little kid is driving her ape shit. So, I decided to take them both to play with a friends' kids at the local Mickey D's. Not a bad plan. While the kids played, I conversed with my friend Michelle and enjoyed sitting back until a little bully pushed my happy-go-lucky, just wanting to run up the slide like the big kids, off the slide.

What?! A BIG KID (probably 5 or 6 years old) bullying my baby?! I don't think so! I left Michelle mid-sentence, stomping over to the sour faced little brat and pulled him away from the slide and in front of all the parents there I said, in an incredibly loud and booming mom voice that I normally only pull out when Jack is trying to kill himself, "You DO NOT push a two year old! He's TWO! You do not behave that way! What the hell is the matter with you?!" Yep, I asked a 5 year old kid (that I suspect had less of a vocabulary than Jack and had probably pissed his pants at this point) what "the hell" was his problem.

What was even worse? The mom that was in charge of this little brat didn't even step up to the plate. I proceeded to help Jack up the slide, the same way the bigger kids were going, and the little brat sulked off to the other end of the play place. He didn't even go crying to his mommy! I suspect that no one has ever talked to him like that simply by his reaction. It looked like a combination of complete and utter brattiness (the kind that says "You can't tell me what to do!") and oh-woe-is-me-I-just-got-yelled-at.

I don't understand parents today, I really don't. If I see my kid hitting someone (which I've seen Jackson hit kids on occasion at the playground), I promptly become mortified by his behavior and make him say he's sorry and I apologize not only to the kid, but the kids mother. This mother at the play place today didn't even bat an eyelash when I yelled at her kid. Not only that, but she didn't bother to stop the situation, despite the fact that she saw her kid pushing Jack. Too many times I've seen parents just say "Now, buddy, that's not nice! Don't do that!" And there are no consequences. Jack, had he been the aggressor, would have been put in a time out (he's too young for anything else) or we would have left immediately. There would be no wishy-washy stuff there. Jack starts being a butthead, I pack up the kids and we go home.

I just don't understand this crap where parents are letting kids run all over them! You're the parent! Your kids should have a healthy amount of not only respect, but fear for you. Lily even knows that when I pull out a certain tone of voice that she better do what I'm saying and if there is even any amount of attitude or complaining there will be severe consequences.

There is a reason my kids say please and thank you and do as I say. It's because I taught them to. Now, if Jack would get a little bit bigger, I can start him on chores...

Oh, and if any one is wondering, I have no qualms about yelling at other peoples kids in public. I have done this frequently. Just ask me about the time I took Lily to Chuck E. Cheese.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Experimentation

I didn't make any resolutions this year. I find that I lack the follow through in that department. BUT I have decided that I'm going to try new things all around. I'm certainly far from my comfort zone on this one, too. Today I am making homemade pulled pork for dinner. It's supposed to take 8 hours in the crock pot (4 if I put it on high, which is probably what I'm going to end up doing). While I'm becoming a pro as far as the crock pot is concerned, I've never made anything more than crock pot stroganoff or crock pop chicken and dumplings and the occasional beef stew (those are my top 3 recipes that I'm really good at as far as crock pot cooking is concerned). Normally, when I work with pork, it's making pork chops and then I buy them pre-cut, ready to be seasoned and thrown onto the frying pan.

Pulled pork... that's a whole different beast. First, you find yourself 3 pounds of pork shoulder. Make sure it's boneless. Then comes the trimming of the pork shoulder. That was an interesting thing to do... not to mention kind of slimy. I took off all but a little bit of fat, because fat adds to the flavor when you're cooking it. (This is according to Miss Abigail, an excellent chef that makes her own barbeque sauce and has a southern cooking restaurant right up the street from my house.) Then, into the crock pot it goes and you poor the sauce all over it and let it sit. If you want the sauce, you'll have to go look up the recipe yourself. I got mine off Allrecipes.com. Go, enjoy.

Also on the menu: homemade cole slaw, corn bread and I can't decide between baked beans and butter beans. Oh, and mac and cheese for the kids. Although, Lily likes butter beans. Heck, I like butter beans. They're tasty.

Yep, I'm being all sorts of domestic today! I'm also going to try and squeeze in a work out if I have time. It looks like I'm going to have to pick up the girls from school today since my neighbor isn't feeling well. She took Lily to school yesterday when my car was stuck in a snow bank so I figured why not? I owe her.

Note: pulled pork is smelling wonderful now that it's cooking. I'll keep you posted on whether or not it's yummy or not.

Monday, January 04, 2010

Well, that was colorful!

Today started off around 2:30 in the morning when I yelled down the stairs at hubby to get his butt to bed. There were sounds of warfare going on. It was the pokey-kind with swords, and the occasional swish of magic. No machine guns this time. There haven't been machine guns in a while, though. It's been all about the swords lately. I suppose 2:30 is better than the 4:30 that it has been the past few days, though.

At 4:15, Jackson started whimpering. I got up and did the whole good mommy thing of picking him up for a minute and then setting him back down and re-tucking him in. He went back to sleep. At 4:30 he started whimpering again. This time he started whimpering/chanting "di-per change!" It was horribly pathetic. So horribly pathetic that both Casey and I got out of bed. Casey headed downstairs for a diaper and wipes and I took on the task of removing the footy pajamas and diaper. And that was when I sent Casey back downstairs for the desitin and a warm washcloth. Jackson had diaper rash from hell. It was so bad, that he was screaming. We let baby air dry for a bit and then I put him back in his pull ups and had him crash in bed with us.

Twenty minutes later the alarm goes off. I get up, proceed to cuss at the downstairs and clean it up, muttering horrible things about how anything I find out of place from here on out is getting pitched out the window with the trash. This would be the perfect example of an empty threat.

Half an hour after that, neighbor kids show up. Calm ensues until 6:40 at which time I go upstairs and yell at Casey to get his ass out of bed, end of discussion. This was hilarious. Lily gets up and heads downstairs. She's in a good mood! Huzzah!

Kids have breakfast, everything is going smoothly, I get Jackson up and dressed, head outside to clear a path to the car (we got something like 2 inches overnight in addition to the crap we already had on the ground) and clear off the car. Takes 15 minutes, just the exact amount of time that I needed before we had to leave for school.

... And then one of the neighbor girls proceeds to puke on the floor. She had fruit loops for breakfast.

And then she does it again.

I start calling the grandma. Grandma not answering cell. "Hey girls, what's your dad's cell phone number?" "We don't know." Okay... call grandma's work place. Got the grandma. Grandma says take pukey mcpuke in the car while you drop the kids off and I'll find something. Um, no. Not taking pukey in the car. Don't want fruit loops on the floorboard of my clean car, thank you very much. I make arrangements for Lily to go to school with a friend, call the girls' uncle and says "I'm bringing her to you." And then, call the girls' school saying one is sick and the other is gonna be late.

On top of it all, the kitchen sink won't drain which lead me to some plumbing adventures leaving me smelling like draino. Um, yeah... I think I need that nap now? I'll do productive stuff after that nap. Yessss....

Goodnight moon!

Sunday, January 03, 2010

Whaddaya mean it's supposed to snow like 2 inches every single day this week?

I ventured forth today. I didn't really want to, but the dog needed food that was not the cat and the husband (despite the fact that he's supposed to quit tomorrow) desperately wanted a pack of smokes. I say desperately because he actually agreed to do the dirty work of clearing the 5-6 inches of snow off my car, defrosting and scraping the ice off the windshield of the car and starting the car so it would be all warm and toasty when I finally got out of my pajamas and into my Emus and jeans (and the other three layers that were on as well).

So, off to the store I went. The main roads weren't horrible but they weren't good either. There is a definite coating of slush on the street that leads me to the closest Walmart but I am happy to report that I didn't slide until I got to the parking lot and that was only because I had to break hard because a stupid idiot in a Ford SUV (Bronco?) decided to cut rather rapidly through the parking lot and came close to fishtailing into my newly repaired car. Insert me laying on the horn here and shouting massive amounts of cuss words at the rolled up windows. I'm hoping I at least looked rather impressively pissed off. I was wearing Casey's mad bomber hat, after all. That's always an intimidating hat. Haha!

Tomorrow Lily goes back to school and Casey goes back to work. This means Jack and I will be on our own for the first time in a couple of weeks. I must call Mariah and find out if I have to pick the kids up tomorrow from school or if we go back to our Monday through Thursday she brings Lily home and then I pick the kids up on Friday. I'm hoping that's the case and I only have to take the kids to school because that means I get to come home and Jack and I get to have a tickle fight on the bed and then have a lovely nap until about noon. Sorry, honey, nothing's going to get done around the house tomorrow. Look at it this way: At least I'm being honest?

I lie. I will get something done tomorrow. My husband is in desperate need of clean socks, so at least a load of whites will get done. Haha.

They are predicting snow every day for the next 5 days. I'm not happy about this. I know that this is what winter is supposed to be like up here, but honestly? I think I prefer cold to snow. Snow is just annoying and slows everything down. At least with cold you can be like "Run run run! It's cold! Let's go!" Get your stuff done and then come back inside and hibernate. Snow requires shoveling and getting it in your boots and thus changing of the socks and possibly pants depending on how high your boots are and well yeah... I have decided that I'm not a snow person. Snow used to be this wonderfully magic thing that meant I got to go out and play and maybe, if I was lucky enough, miss school. But now it is just this total annoyance. Ah, to have the wonderment of a child. Jackson looked at my car before Casey cleaned it off and proclaimed it to be a snowman. It was hella cute.

I will now proceed to go make manwich for dinner and bug my husband for more TV time (he's playing XBox).