Hayden has been listening to audiobooks in the iPad.  And when I say he listens to audio books, I should clarify that he only listens to the same three books over and over again.  Ramona the Pest.  Ralph S. Mouse.  And Winnie the Pooh.   I can barely tolerate the reader for Ralph, but at...
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Last night I realized that if I don’t post something I will not be able to keep claiming”blogger” on our tax returns.  Turns out making thirty-six dollars a year can actually be a good thing. - – - – - – - – - - There has been a lot of talk about poo...
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I swear I am not making this shit up. - – - – - – - – - I just littered it. That doesn’t sound good, Daddy. I decided this can be where he pokes the blood out. I guess the car dealer ship is in charge of all the cars.  Why do they...
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Not mine.  Hee. I am over at Kir’s Corner today, along with some awesome bloggers, helping her celebrate with stories of the best birthday gifts ever.  Check it out.
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One of Hayden’s favorite stories is about the time I found snake poop in one of my kitchen cabinets. I never found the snake. He also loooves it when I tell him about having to take “paragark” (aka paragoric) when I was a kid.  There was no such think as children’s Motrin or even...
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For the record, Monday night’s pulled pork turned out to be less than expected.  Perfectly tender, juicy, “pig meat” (thank you, Hayden) ruined by way too much paprika. And the CROCKPOT.  Once again, I am reminded that crockpot meals taste weird.  If anyone can offer up some good crockpot recipes I might be willing...
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It’s thirty-five degrees and windy. I am wearing gloves with tissues tucked into the cuffs. Wintertime makes me want to eat warm stuff.  Food with lots of flavor- spicy, zesty, or earthy.  Last night I tried to make some Indian food.  I think I tried once before but put the results out of memory,...
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I tend to keep to myself.  I don’t have a mommies group and I don’t do lunch.  I have to make myself call people on the phone.  It’s not that I don’t love them or that I don’t think of them multiple times a day.  They should  know that.  They should feel me reaching...
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I am finally in a deep sleep.  Dreaming in fact, when I hear Arthur barking like crazy. In my half-dead state, I jab Scott awake and tell him to go fix it. He just lies there. Arthur is still barking. I give him a shove and mumble something about being the man of the...
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Well, if this hasn’t been a blogging hiatus then I don’t know what is.  Almost a month since I have written anything?  Wow.  Good thing I never referred to myself as a writer.  In preparation for his approaching the mature age of five, Hayden has really been getting into music.  One of his favorite...
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