Randomness March 31, 2008

We have a birds nest in our attic. There may possibly be 852 birds nest up there. It sounds like thousands of little chirpers up there at random times throughout the day! It’s making Duke, the poo-Flingin’ Yorkie, go more insane!

Funny too that we just moved from 2 acres on the outskirts of town and didn’t really deal much with wildlife. Now we have tweets in our attic and occasionally wake up to Ducks swimming in our pool. IN THE CITY PEOPLE!!!

I cut the crust off all my sandwiches. I really don’t like crust. Life is too short to eat something I don’t enjoy AND it saves me extra calories and carbs. I encourage all you all to ax the crust…Guilt Free!

Last week when I was sick I got a burst of energy one night and decided to wash my bed linens. So I stripped the sheets, put them in the wash, got totally wiped out by that, went back to my bed to rest. 10 minutes into rest child #1 enters, “Mom? You really should rest for at least an hour, k?” Sure honey, I’ll start over…starting now! 15 minutes later child #2 enters…”Mom! Did you know that (insert random sports fact here)” No dear, I’ll be sure to dream about that when I get BACK to sleep. Shortly after, child #3 (hubs) enters, “TAM!!! You’re suppose to be resting!” Uuuhhhhh… “You took the sheets off the bed! - REST!” Uuuhhhh,Okay???

I LOVE my man! You all KNOW that! But sometimes. Sometimes. Sometimes, he is SO embarrassing! Our family went out yesterday afternoon, it was my first outing all week, and Vinny morphed into the public nuisance we’ve all grown to tolerate. Actually it started out fairly normal. Minimal disturbances. A few bodily noises and funny faces. Then he got a package in his hands. A bag with a shoe box in it. Shoe box was his Ammo and his son was his Target! All the way out of the Mall he swung that package around like a lasso aiming for Kota as Kota ran, ducked and rolled and screamed like a 2 yr old girl! My pace sped up rapidly as I high tailed for the Exit….Kass closely behind. Enter, Parking Lot. Open range. Lord help us all! In between Nike Box Assaults on his only son, Vinny thinks now would be a good time to sashe to our car like a woman! Making sure to use the entire aisle in between parked cars, he worked his imaginary runway! Still swinging his bag and box around being sure NOT to draw any attention to himself! You all have NO idea what it’s like!

When I think of “Pygmy Goats” it just doesn’t sound or seem right. Oxymoron perhaps? Kinda like “Almost Suddenly” and “Adult Male”.

That’s all I’ve got for now. Brain is still a bit numb from being sick. Thanks for all you well wishes and prayers friends. you rock!

One more thing…A good friend of mine asked me not too long ago if I would be interested in being a co-contributing author on a new blog she has created. Totally shocked and humbled, I accept! I will be sharing this adventure with two amazing women and am looking forward to seeing what unfolds in this new journey. You wanta know more go here. The official kick off is tomorrow, April 1st. Would love to see you there!