Many thanks...

To all those who's prayers and thoughts got the kids safely through their holiday time with their dad. They got through it and claim to have had a ehhhh time. I have heard of some fun, but I think they really missed the time they could have spent with their cousins and friends.

Also thanks to the person/s who shoveled my driveway and stairs. ( I was in the bathtub and thought I heard something, but wasn't sure until I heard the stairs getting shoveled, and by then it was too late.)

Guess how many

Time I got stuck today? 3! Almost 4, but I finally got smart, and dug through the 2 snow drifts (1 halfway out into the street and past my knees, 1 up by the garage and just below my knees) to get my car back in to the garage. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! I hope Santa leaves me a higher automobile before the next Christmas this white. Or maybe a man to shovel my and drive me through the snow, as I seem to be a bad judge of the height of a snow drift (if I even pay attention to it at all).

Christmas bonus!

So today at work we had our Christmas lunch and got bonuses! I have never worked for this FABULOUS of employers before! Everyone got a "regular" bonus, as well as a wonderful parting gift! Mine was specially chosen just for me! How awesome is that! I can't wait to use my new mixer to show my wonderful friends how much their generosity means to me!

I don't know if I mentioned that my mixer's engine blew out the night before Thanksgiving. Apparently it couldn't whip eggs with butter and sugar. I tried to call and complain, but supposedly it was out of warranty by a year. You would think a company would stand by it's product, but no. I was kinda frustrated, but then pretty happy cause I realized that I would have an excuse to not do any Christmas baking. When I mentioned this, my friends paid attention.

I am sooo happy to work for wonderful fabulous people who share their wonderful fabulousness friendship with me!!!!

another conversation

Boy: "Thanks for getting under my bed and cleaning out all the toys, sis."

Girl: "You're welcome. Just put your nut cup away next time. I had to get a big lego out to move it."

they go back to the boy's bedroom, as the girl has agreed to help him clean

Girl: "Arrrrgghhhh! There is that nut cup again! Can you PLEASE put it away?"


I guess there are some things that no sister will ever touch!

where did I put it???

So late last January or early Febuary I bought the girl and I matching Christmas shirts and the boy a fabulous ornament. Spending a whole $.75! Now I can't find the bag! I looked in the Christmas stuff- not there, my usual holiday clearance spot-not there either! I have even looked in the tops of closets, hoping to find it there. Nope. I was planning on making the girl match me today for her field trip. I can't help but think that maybe I threw it away in a cleaning fit? If I did, it's a waste of 3 good quarters.

Thank the girl for the new background! She picked it out herself, and would have highlighted and clicked, had it not been for the piggybacking onto a neighbors wireless...

conversation with the girl

girl: "Mommy, remember when I loved cheetos so much I wanted to marry Chester Cheetah?"

me: "Yeah, and Kool-Aid man was going to come..."

girl: "I love these hash browns so much, I wanna marry Mr. Dell when I get big."

me: shaking my head because Mr. Dell is a real person, and continuing to shake because I should have seen this coming with the girl going through a bag of hash-brownie-browns a week by herself! "Sweetheart, you can't marry Mr. Dell because the original Mr. Dell passed away, and the current Mr. Dell is married to sister Johnsen, and is old like your meemaa. Maybe you can just be his friend."

girl: "Really? I know Mr. Dell? Why didn't you tell me that before? I LOOOOOOOOVE his hash browns! You have to show him to me."


She has also taken possession of the boy's Mr. Dell semi and keeps her favorite toys of the moment in them. The girl is just a little bit obsessive about her food, and potato products have been the latest. She has given up her bag of chips a week for a bag of hash browns a week. What a goof!