2011 Snow

Let me start by saying I do love the snow, but enough is enough! We had a ball playing in the snow and sledding with friends and family. I am so ready for reality to set back in. We have been cooped up all week and are ready to break out and stretch our legs and lighten our pocketbooks. Not much left to eat in the house with these boys being home all week. Shawn is taking us out to supper tonight and I just can not wait!!!

OK, there is a give away on Jennifer's blog at the Trendy Spot. She is giving away the cutest doll (oh if I only had a girl Jennifer) and a really cute ID wallet. I saw in a picture on her blog that you can put your cell phone in the wallet. You are very talented Jennifer and I love all your stuff even if I don't have girls.

Make sure you all check out her blog. You may click on the left hand side on my list to her blog. Go and enter and you might win.

It Has Been A While...

Ok, so I have not had a post in a while and I am very sorry for that, but I have been on Facebook. I just thought it would be a passing thing. Boy, was I wrong. I find myself on it several time a day. Here is a shot of me and my boys. They love it when I take random pictures now. I was not allowed to last year it was not cool.

My big boy Clint got braces on Monday and his mouth has been sore, but he has done really well until last night. He and Curtis were messing around and Curtis hit him in the mouth with a pillow and broke a brace loose. I took him this afternoon and they fixed him right up. We just love all the girls in Dr. Jones' office they are the best..

This shot is me and Kami. She is one of my Westwood girls. She was in the Snow Princess this past weekend and did a wonderful job. I can not believe how much these kids grow. Don't you just love all those curls. The three winner at the Snow Princess were girls who attended Westwood. All the girls did a wonderful job and I think they all had a good time.

A big shout out goes to Susan Burks for doing the Snow Princess this year. All the money went to the Ronald McDonald House, which is a wonderful cause. Thanks Susan for asking me to be a part of a wonderful thing.

Football

Well I think these pictures speak for themselves. The boys finished up this years season and I am glad and sad it is over. I don't miss the two a night practices on the same night and running from practice field to practice field, but I do miss the boys playing what they love so much.

I also made some really great BFF that will be around forever. It is amazing how wonderful it is to find parents who stay invovled in their childrens lives because in today's time so many are not. To all our football mom's it has been great.

Its almost Friday and we need to laugh.

OK here are a couple to laugh at. Although I know a couple of people who might think this first one is not to funny. This could be me in a few years without my glasses.

And this one is me for sure. I find I am looking for things that was just in my hand. I hope everyone has a great weekend and go PIONEERS..

Just a quick shout out for the Middle School Pioneers on Tuesday. Way to Go boys......

Waxing

OK, so in a few hours it will be Friday and what a better way to start it off. My sister-in-law sent this to me via email and I laughed so hard my sides hurt. Hope everyone has a great weekend and for my Football boys Go Big Blue and White in Smithville on Saturday.



For those of you who wax, you will understand fully. Those who don't, let this be a lesson to you! Hair Removal... (I don't have a clue as to who wrote this, but.....WHAT A RIOT!) All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on......... My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.' So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it *was* a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip. There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter 'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!' There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?' She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!! It works!!' I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.


Next week I'm going to try hair color...

My Door

We have a wonderful aide (Ashley) at school and she did a great job with our doors for open house. She is so very talented and creative. Here are a few pictures of my door from open house.

She took yellow tissue paper and made it look like popcorn coming out of the bag. At the bottom of the door there was a pile of popcorn, but I did not get it in the picture. We fixed microwave popcorn with a label that said "Thanks for popping into our class this year". I am so excited about my class and can't wait until Monday.