I Won't Get Pulled Over Again By The Fashion Police!

I love to shop, it is something I could do every day & never get sick of. That being said, I shop to find something that both fits & looks good. A girl needs to feel good about herself, right? Am I right?

I have to admit though, I am not really a girl that digs all the newest fads or the latest trends. Don't get me wrong, I do love to be in style, but I also don't like to buy trends that I know will be out of style before I have gotten them home & out of the bag.

I am most comfortable in Blue Jeans & a T-shirt! Preferably solid color...preferably black

I love a good fitting pair of jeans. Not Mom Jeans...

but comfortable trendy jeans. My favorite jeans right now are the Curvy Low rise Gap Jeans. Can you say "Style & Comfort?" I know you can, so repeat after me..."Style & Comfort!" Good Job!

While shopping the other day with the girls I about had a heart attack, they are bringing back Neon Colors. It is everywhere. Are you kidding me? That was the worst fashion faux pas this girl has ever made...well except wearing black tights with red dress shoes. No wait that was my friend. *Phew*

Anyways, my oldest daughter was drawn to all the BRIGHT Neon Colors...like a moth to a flame. I kept turning her away & pointing in a different direction. Call me snooty, but all I could think was that I made that mistake once in my life & I would not make it again...even if I wasn't going to be the one wearing the NEON. That was one of those fashion fads I just had to have, but was out of style before I opened the last Neon outfit under the Christmas Tree. *sniff, sniff*

There are some things that should not be relived. Like the fact that I had a Celebrity Crush on Sylvester Stallone.

Yo Adrian...What was I thinking?

So what was your biggest Fashion Faux pas?

Who was your worst Celebrity Crush?

A Slip at the Wheel

Dearly Beloved Bloggers,

Boy, it's good to know I'm not the only goof ball out there. Saturday was confession day here at Five Moms and a Blog and what'D'ya know? Who was missing once again? Of course, that would be me.

Until now that is....

I've had plenty of slip ups. A couple that come to mind involve wheels. But these wheels were NOT the kind that spin in your head during the thinking process, cause I definitely was NOT thinking at the moment.

The first mishap occurred as a young "experienced" teenage diver (or at least that's what I thought I was.) I was taking my mom to do some errands in my sister's little Ford Festiva. It was a tiny little thing. We used to call it THE RED BULLET. Sounds FAST and FURIOUS, huh?!!! Well, that could not have been further from the truth.

SEE? NOT EXACTLY FAST NOR FURIOUS!!

The DANGER really lied behind the wheel.
It was ME!

Things were going great. We made it home safely. Well....close enough, anyways. It had started raining on our way back to the house. As I approached the driveway, I began to gear it down. Everything was just dandy... that is until we noticed something was just a little off. Maybe it was my driving. Maybe it was the DRIVEWAY. I don't know. All I know is that I steered clear of everything except for our telephone box. I ran FAST and hoped that my sister wouldn't be FURIOUS :0| Oddly enough, I wasn't worried about what my mom thought. I just kept thinking about how my sister was going KILL ME! She bought her precious little RED BULLET all on her own. It was her baby! I ran inside the house crying and wondering where would be the perfect place to go into hiding. Apparently, it was in a little corner of my mom's room, cause that's where my sister found me begging for her forgiveness. Thankfully, she did forgive and I lived to tell the story.

But, unfortunately, my slips at the wheel don't end there. Years after THE BULLET incident, another slip up occurred. This time, I couldn't blame it on my inexperience. By now I had been driving for years and driving pretty well for that matter. This time my brother-in-law's Plymouth Breeze was the victim. I had backed my car into a parking spot as I waited for him. He showed up. My sister hopped into his car. We began to set the cars in motion and then BAM! The Plymouth Rocked and Shook. Sometime or another, the wheels in my head stopped turning again and I forgot to put the car back into drive. I sat still for a moment. This time I had no where to hide. I thought I was a goner for sure. It was bad! I crushed the whole side with my Explorer. Luckly for me, I kept it in the family once again. If it would have been someone else, either time, I know they would not have been so understanding.

Hopefully, my days of slipping at the wheel are over. The wheels in my head have been greased up and running smoothly ever since.

Yours (TRUELY!),
MITI

WFW- All Things Potty?

This post will NOT be for the faint of heart...so, if you are not a mother, father or if you have a slightly woozy tummy, then move on to the next blog..(LOL)!

I just never realized all the randomness with Word Verification.
He really is a complex, yet sometime juvenile entity ;)

Dinglypo (Dingly-Poo)
Seriously? I know that I have said this before but where is that 12 year old who is stuck behind the keyboard? If I ever get ahold of him, he better watch out..
You don't tell me I have Dinglypo and live to tell about it!

Glonk
I enlisted the help of Receiver my almost 5 year old and when I said...what do you think that GLONK means?
Him: "A Toot"
Me: "Use that in a sentence."
Him: "Mom, You just GLONKED."
Me: "YIKES!!! I don't do that ;)"

Ishee
Yeah this poo poo talk is kind of ishee, I agree.

Toideegoo
I'm not even sure that my tummy can handle Toideegoo! So, lets just leave that one where it is!!!

I'll leave you with a couple of really funny photos of toilets...because that is how I roll
(the TP that is)

Till next week...

Did Your Parents Ever Say Things Like This?

When I was little my parents sometimes said stuff that I just didn't get. It went right over my head and I did not have a clue.

You know what I am talking about don't you? The things parents say that don't make sense? I said I would never do that to my children.....oops! Here are some Parentisms:


Pretty is as pretty does - Who is Pretty and what is she doing and why do I care?

Do you want me to stop the car and pull over and get out? - Well, yeah. And can I get out too?

If everybody jumped off a cliff would you? - I'm not talking about a cliff. I'm just asking if I can go to the movie with everybody else tonight. Besides, it depends on how high the cliff was and how deep the water is. There is water, right?

Little pitchers have big ears - Whaaat? Pitchers don't have ears, they have handles!

I told you so - So?

Because I said so - I know, I was here, I heard you. So why can't I go, again?

Don't put all your eggs in one basket - ???????

Don't count your eggs before they hatch - Again with the eggs???? We don't have chickens!

Don't put the cart before the horse - ?????? Does that mean you are going to buy me a horse?

Don't cry over spilled milk - ummmm, o.k........ can we get back to me and my problem now?

Don't burn your bridges behind you - Whaaaaat?

We'll cross that bridge when we come to it - What is it with you and bridges today????

A watched pot never boils - (insert sound of crickets chirping)

So what did your parents used to say?

Don't I Look Great For 56?

NAME: Erica
HEIGHT: 5' 9"
WEIGHT: How dare you!
AGE: 56

Did you know that I'm fifty-six?
Yep..... fifty-six ----- 56!
And don't I look great?

Okay, so I'm really only 36, but hear me out!

Most women I know tend to want to lie about their age. For some reason they want people to think they're younger than they actually are. WHY? I mean if you've got crows feet starting to form, gray hairs starting to sprout out on the top of your head, facial hair that needs a'plucking, and your arm is still waving 5 seconds after your hand stops waving... why would you want people to think you're YOUNGER with these problems? I guess we are supposed to think younger is better? I don't! I worked hard for every one of these gray hairs, and I smiled so much that I got these laugh-lines, and the babies that gave me these stretch-marks were worth every single zebra-striped one of 'em.

When asked my age I tell the truth actually. I'm proud of my age. It's what I am. BUT if I were going to fudge the numbers just a little bit, I would prefer to lie up to 56 rather than down to 26. Think about it. Why would I want to say I'm 26, only to have the "asker" secretly thinking, "Wow, she looks a bit old for 26." Now they'd never say it to my face, but they'd think it. Yes-sir-ee-Bob, they'd think it!

So if they ask my age and I say FIFTY-SIX, then imagine their thought process. "Wow, she looks FABULOUS for 56!" Yea, I like that better! Just think, they'd start asking me what my "secrets" are. And if I'm gonna step the age up a few years, I could also then say things like these:

• "Well, I work out religiously to maintain my girlish figure!"
(That's a total lie unless watching TV counts as working out.)

• "I eat only the healthiest of foods and drink tons of water."
(If they know me at all, they'll know this is a lie.)

• "I make sure to ALWAYS get my beauty sleep - 8 hours EVERY night."
(Ha! I wish!)

• "I never, ever, EVER go out in the sun without my SPF80 sunscreen."
(I hate sunscreen. GREASY, yuck!)

• "I live in a stress-free, zen-filled home with constant aromatherapy with perfect children."
(Puh-leeeze!)

Or my personal favorite...

• I found the fountain of youth!
(*grunt*)

So come on ladies --- what are your TRUE ages. I told y'all mine!

Sunday Prayer

We Bloggers can PLAY together, so why not also PRAY together?!

We Five Moms are spending our Sundays with our families and will not be responding to all of your prayer requests, but just know that we can ALL view them and we can ALL take the time to pray for one another's requests.

Join us if you'd like by leaving your prayer request or praise as a comment!

Saturday Slip-ups

SILLY or SCAREY! We've had our fair share of "Slip-ups".
Do we dare admit them? Hmmm...

Sure why not!
• I was 21 and playing Liesel in the Sound of Music. I was singing and dancing my lil' heart out and suddenly my feet got all tangled up. I looked down and saw my slip.... my skirt had fallen off and was now at my ankles! I pulled it up, ran off stage, fixed it, and it was on with the show! ~ Nan

• I used to 'pad' the top of my swimsuit a little back in my younger days - trust me, it was necessary! So I jumped off the diving board at a pool party only to have the padding fly out of one side. Yea, that was LOVELY! ~ Erica

• I'm not sure that I am fully prepared to share this story. It still wakes me up out of a dead sleep sometimes....but Erica is insisting (LOL) so here I go...Age 14: Location: Novi Mall Michigan: Time of Year, Christmas. Shopping with my mom and we had about 20 bags each on our arms...no joke. I stepped on the escalator and my mom and I started joking around she pushed me a little, I lost my balance and I fell.....BAD. I mean, so bad that my long hair got stuck in the escalator at the bottom. My hair had to be cut off and Yep you guessed it. There are now stop buttons on escalators thanks to me and MANY of my unfortunate escalator falling friends...YIKES..I am NOT coordinated. ~ Tarah
(I had nuthin' to do with this one! ~Erica)

• I am always opening cupboards to get stuff out, similiar to how you get things out...except I always forget to shut them until I run my forehead smack dab into it while turning around to get something else out of another cupboard...I seriously do this once a week. Thank Goodness Black & Blue are two of my favorite colors to wear. ~Mimi

• I have two little brothers. Both are adopted. When we were still just "fostering" but already in the adoption process with the 2nd/younger one, we had gone grocery shopping. Grant (14 months old) was in the seat part of the shopping cart. We hadn't put a single grocery in the cart yet when I (7 years old) decided to stand up there on the cart... right there with Grant. To my dismay, the whole cart started tipping towards me. I was able to jump off and get back, but poor little Grant held tightly as the cart tipped forward.... his hands gripping the bar that it would land on. The weight of the cart....(brace yourself).... popped all of his little fingertips. He had to get stitches in all of his fingers, and it was all my fault. I can still see it all.... in SLOOOW MOTION in my head. Poor baby. =0( AND they still let us adopt him, DESPITE me. ~Erica

• My hair used to be long enough that I could sit on it. One time I rushed out the door only to be painfully yanked back. Somehow my ponytail had caught in the door hinges and the door was now closed. I was stuck. I tried reaching behind me to unlock the door but I couldn't get close enough to unlock it (I had locked it when I slammed the door shut). The only thing I could do was slowly (and painfully) tug my hair free a little at a time. ~ Nan

• So my thumb has a permanent dent in it from when my dad accidentally shut the car trunk on my hand. Looks like my parents should get the parent of the year award! ~ Tarah

• When I was about 17 & in the Youth Group, we were all at the church having a bon fire & just goofing around. Our church was off of an old dirt road at the time. It was very dark & we were all silly to the point of no return. A car pulls slowly into the church parking lot towards us with the high beams on & I jump in front of it holding my right arm up while singing "Stop in the name of Love" only to realize that it was a police car. My singing career took a sudden halt that night! ~Mimi

• Yeah, I'm an allstar volleyball player who WEEKLY takes a ball to the face...am I ever going to get depth perception???? ~ Tarah

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!
~ ♥ The 5 Moms

I Need A Sick Day!

Why is it that when Moms get sick life must still go on? Isn't there a Substitute Mom line that we can call when we need to take a sick day? I sure wish there was, because this girl would totally be dialing those digits!

I am so sick of being sick. I have had this terrible cough for 3 weeks & 1 day now. I mean really. I rarely get sick & when I do it usually lasts for less than a day. This cough has found my Kryptonite. My healthy cells have surrendered & are waving the white flag!

This is a serious cough...

I wake up hacking so bad & gasping for breath that I throw my hands in the air & wave them like I just don't care...but I do care, because at that very moment I am not able to breathe! I run like a crazy ape down the hall to the bathroom soak a washcloth with scalding hot water & breath in the vapors. I am able to catch a breath. Long enough to tell Agent...I am seriously going to die. He rolls his eyes cause he has been hearing that for 3 weeks & yet I am still around. I was never good at follow through.

When I eat anything I get that tickle in my throat just about the time to swallow & the coughing starts again followed by choking. It turns into a 5 minute ordeal where everyone just stops & stares in amazement that I can hack that long without passing out. Anyone know the Heimlich Maneuver...help me!

I tried to take the inhaler that was prescribed to me to help with my breathing & I almost died puffing that stuff...I think it went down the wrong pipe & then that pipe closed up because I was bordering Smurf complexion.

Good Grief Smurfette!

I had asthma & an inhaler growing up...I should remember how to handle this breathing situation a little better without thinking I should start planning my funeral every time the cough arises...but breathing freely for some 20 years can really cause amnesia as to how to deal with suffocation. I know...now you know where Actress gets it. Right?

Nighttime is actually the best time for me if I can just get to sleep...because once asleep the coughing stops. No wonder my body has been wanting me to nap like 4 times a day, all that coughing can wear you out!

Sleep is good when you are sick...

Sleep is not allowed when you are a Stay At Home Super Mom of 3 busy children

Must keep eyes open & on them at all times...

It is my JOB!

Must kick this cough...

I need my JOB!

Wish I could call in a Substitute Mom...

Anyone have the number?

Anyone wanna SUB for me for a few days while I catch my BREATH...Literally!

A FULL Plate of LIFE!

Dearly Beloved Bloggers,

Do y'all ever feel like y'all have too much on your plate?

Not literally. I mean too much on your mind. Of course y'all do. If we didn't life would be too perfect. Right?!! Well, that's how I'm feeling these days. Sometimes I wish I could just wiggle my nose and just like that, time would sit still for a moment so I could take a breather. My plate has been so full lately that I haven't had enough room for the tiniest side of blog. It's true! It's so bad that I FORGOT today was my day here on the mom blog. I KNOW! I should be ASHAMED of myself! Blogging has taken a back burner for the past couple of weeks. I hope the other 4 moms aren't too mad at me for just now getting a post up. Sorry mamas! It wasn't intentional. Our promise!! If I haven't been blogging lately, you know something's going on. I wrote a post at Pieces of Me last week and I haven't been able to put the finishing touches until just a few minutes ago. I thought I'd better get something out there before everybody forgets about me. Who am I kidding.....? Y'all probably haven't even noticed my absence. But anyways, sadly, I must return to the real world now and leave the wonderful world of blogland behind. Wipe your tears away. I know it's sad. But I really must be on my way.

Life isn't just calling...
IT'S RINGING OFF THE HOOK!!!

Til next time,
Miti

The Goldy Lowdown....

So, if you read my post last week (and thank you if you did!), you might have been let in on a little secret! Our family has been promising a puppy for our two boys since Christmas.

We kept telling them "Oh, maybe for your birthdays".

Well....their birthdays are coming.

One, right after the other and in fact, I would feel sooo bad if I did not get my boys a puppy after I made them sit through Marley & Me. I mean c'mon a 7 & a 4 year old BOTH still want a puppy after seeing that movie. They must REALLY want one bad!!

So, without further ado...I introduce you to......GOLDY!

Top 10 Things you do with a dog that you DON'T do with a baby: (Generally)

10. Catch themgetting into a wrestling match with your bath rug...

man, that thing is shredded!

9. Scoop out tiny nib lets of food and follow them around to make sure there are no accidents.

8. Ring a bell each time you say "outside" so they can learn to ring the bell too!!

(wouldn't that be great if you could do that with kids? LOL)

7. Watch them vomit in the pet carrier in your car

(I mean I guess you do this with a child too...but hopefully NOT in a pet carrier)

6. Buy (4) Shoes (I told you I would buy them)

5. Raise your voice about 2 octaves right off the bat.....

(what is that anyway...you know Good Boy & Your such a sweet puppy.)

4. Call their bedroom a "Puppy Condo"

3. Open up the dishwasher door only to find that you can't shut it because he is in there

...licking out all the water

(has this happened to any ones baby? Mine were mesmerized by the dishwasher too I guess...OK, well I guess one had to be a wash)

2. Have the doctor (vet) check out the anal glands...no thanks

(this is not even remotely cute for dogs or for babies I would imagine)

# 1. Administer more medication than most 90 year olds have.

Heart worm, Front line, Panacur, Ear drops, and an antibiotic because his eyes are crusty...Sheesh.

I have to set my cell phone just to remind me to give him his meds!!! ;)

But he's worth it ...Isn't he?

The Text, The Whole Text, And Nothing But The Text

I am not high tech. Dude, I am so not (I also can't pull off this whole "dude" thing). How about if I say doooood.....is that better? Dudette? Your royal dudeness? Sorry! Movin' on!

I have kind of got this whole blogging thing down, well, not really since I can't do html but what do I need to do that for when I have Erica? I can tweet with the best of them....maybe mine are a bit boring, but still I'm working on it!

Facebook? Well, I haven't ventured into the world of games and sending gifts and such, but I think I have the friending and the status posting down.

Aw, but texting. There's the thing.....texting.

I can't master it. I can't! I have tried. For one thing, my nails get in the way (go here for that story). For another, I am all thumbs........lol! Sorry, couldn't resist. Sometimes I just crack myself up.

My first text was a huge failure. I tried to text my oldest to ask where he was. I texted him "wher dtut" with a cute little smilie face on it (have no idea how I managed to do that).

As I was typing it suddenly a little message popped up that said the message was sent and I was hollering into the phone "Sent? What do you mean sent? I wasn't finished yet!!!!!!"

Amazingly, the phone kept it's cool and never hollered back. I admire that in a phone.

So my son called me on the phone, laughing, and said "Were you trying to say something to me?" He was, however, very impressed with the fact that I somehow managed to send a smilie face.

Last week my son and I were sitting in the doctor's office and he handed me his iPod -iTouch whatever that thing is called - and told me that I could go onto my facebook account if I wanted. He handed it to me but I could not type my information in.

Frankly, I blame my nails. My nails are just to long. They really aren't that long but I haven't got the hang of them yet, I guess. Anyway, I tried and kept messing up. Finally, my son takes his index finger, puts it in front of the iTouch and says "Here, use my finger to do it."

I tried. I really tried. But the thought of grasping onto my son's index finger and using it to type in my account information was so funny to me that we both burst into hysterical laughter. Every time I tried to grab his finger, poised in front of the iTouch, I dissolved into tears of laughter again.

I am sure the entire office wondered what on earth we were laughing about. I am sure they wondered why I was holding onto my son's finger and laughing. I could have given my son my information to type in but I really wanted to do it myself, you know? It was a matter of pride.

My children gaze fondly at me when I attempt anything high tech. Kind of like watching a toddler trying to walk in his daddy's shoes. They're just to big for him.

So I am just so done with high techy stuff. I am over it. Just when I learned how to program the VCR then they came out with DVD players. I take that as a personal attack on my ability to keep up.

Texting, for me, is the final frontier. At least until they come out with something new. Then I will have something else to whine about.

It's How My Brain Works... Sorry.

You are entering another dimension.

A dimension not only of sight and of sound... but of scarey things.

This hollow place is known as none other than...
ERICA'S BRAIN.

Hello?
(((((( echo )))))))
(((((((((((((( echo )))))))))))))))))

Ahem. Okay, enough of that.

Let's just pretend for a moment that Adam (you know "THE" Adam) had switched things up a bit. What if he'd named dogs "trees" and trees "dogs".

Would we then roast hot-trees on a stick? Would sticks still be called sticks, or might they be called legs? Would trees have legs or sticks? Hmmm.

Would there be such a thing as wienie-trees? You know, those long skinny 'trees' with short legs?

I guess trees would be covered with fur, and dogs would be covered with leaves.

And trees would no longer 'have' bark, but they WOULD actually bark! (Or should I have said "wood" bark.) - ha ha ha, crackin' myself up over here!

Cats would climb dogs as fast as they could to get away from those pesky barking trees!

To keep your trees in the yard, you just might tie them to a dog.

At Christmas time, you're family would sing carols as they set up the Christmas Dog.

(((((( silence )))))))

{{crickets chirping}}

(chirps seem to echo in here)

Yea. I was blank. This is how my mind wanders. It's Monday, I had a long weekend (see here), and I'm sleepy. What do you expect?

*sigh*

Happy Monday Everyone!

Sunday Prayer

We Bloggers can PLAY together, so why not also PRAY together?!

We Five Moms are spending our Sundays with our families and will not be responding to all of your prayer requests, but just know that we can ALL view them and we can ALL take the time to pray for one another's requests.

Join us if you'd like by leaving your prayer request or praise as a comment!

Commercial Chatter

♪ ♫ What Would ya Do-ooo-ooo ♫ ♪
...for a Klondike Bar?

• Well, seeing as I've NEVER in my life had a Klondike bar, I probably wouldn't do much for one. ~ Erica

• I'm tellin ya, the latest commercial where the guy is rubbing the old lady's feet...Yeah NO, I am not doing that for a little ice cream bar...~ Tarah

♪ ♫ I'm A Pepper, He's a Pepper, ♫ ♪
She's a Pepper, We're a Pepper.
Wouldn't ya like to be a Pepper, too?

• I totally LOVE Dr. Pepper. It's one of my two favorite drinks. Mmmmm! I'm definitely a Pepper! ~Erica

• So let me get this straight....just because they named the drink Dr. Pepper, they think they can just assume we are all peppers? Yes, occasionally I will partake in a Dr. Pepper and enjoy my Pepper beverage..but being classified as a Pepper? I'm gonna have to get back to you on that one! ~Tarah

♪ ♫ Red Lobster for the Seafood Lover in you! ♪ ♫

• Too bad I hate Seafood & always order the Chicken Fingers! YUM!~Mimi

• I absolutely LOVE their biscuits though! I never have room for the dinner cuz of those FABULOUS-O BISCUITES!!! {{mouth watering now}} ~ Erica

•Do I drag my kids there for a Caesar salad, chicken fingers and biscuits....oh, and a really really long stare at the creepy lobsters who are about to be cooked? NOPE Not Me! ;) ~ Tarah

♪ ♫ Rice-A-Roni the San Fransisco Treat ♫ ♪

•Why is it a side dish in my house & a treat in San Fransisco? Just Sayin...my kids don't find it a treat.~ Mimi

• Eh, it's one of those "It'll do" kinda meals here. Nothin' to write home about, fer shur! ~ Erica

• I mean really? Since when is San Francisco known for rice? I think San Francisco might be known for insanely annoying jingles! ~ Tarah

♪ ♫ See it Jiggle, Watch it Wiggle ♫ ♪

•I sure hope we are talking about Jello & not my booty! ~ Mimi

• Your booty can't shake, Mimi! You work out! I'm sure you have a Tight End. No wait, that's Tarah. ~ Erica

•Since when did we start talking about my Tight End? He's Mine. LOL

I'm sure he would be flattered, although secretly...it DOES jiggle and wiggle a little! (and mine doesn't)! He He He~ Tarah

♪ ♫ Maybe she's born with it, maybe it's Maybeline ♫ ♪

•Yea, I'm born with it...so Erica, you can let Cam know for me! Thanks~Mimi

• Clairol or Loreal - I'm just sayin! ~ Erica

• Good gravy, if I was born with it..I need a refund, unless Maybeline is in the Face Lift business...and then I was born with it! ~ Tarah

We hope y'all are having a GREAT weekend!

~♥ The 5 Moms

The Mom Mobile!

A vehicle similiar to the Batmobile, but driven by a Mom with messy hair, sunglasses & PJ bottoms on...ok maybe the messy hair, sunglasses & PJ's only applies to me. Whatever, you get the point.
Maybe you drive one & maybe you don’t, but we have ALL seen one.

That vehicle you get into that screams…I’m driven by a Mom with young children!!!

You know what I am talking about…

Car seats & Booster seats are the first giveaway that you have just entered a Mom Mobile.

At this point you should either exit the car before she puts it in B for Boogie or Buckle up for the ride of your life. While cruising down the road you may observe the following features of the Mom Mobile.

•Fingerprints all over the back windows…sporting everything from grease to dried milk.
•Trash wedged in between the wall & the seats...straw wrappers, food containers, crayons, & hair ties, because that is a better place than the trash...right?

•Stains on the carpets & seats…from all the drink pass backs while driving.
•A DVD player…with several kid DVD’s shoved in the back pockets of the front seats.
•Kids CD’s…that we end up jamming to even after we have dropped the kids off at their destinations.

•Baby Wipes…for messes & quick clean ups.
•Kleenexes…for the messy sneezes & the occasional nose treasures.
•Snacks…to quiet cries & to avoid McDonalds…which never works, because we end up needing an iced coffee for the caffeine just to make it through the drive.
•Spare clothes…for the occasional accident or just in case the kids are asked on a whim to spend the night with friends or the grandparents.
•Happy Meal Toys…for their brief entertainment.
•Some type of sports equipment from the kids events…my favorite is the soccer ball the rolls continuously back & forth when I turn the corners. I keep telling myself to take it out when we get home, because the season ended 3 months ago…But...I have to keep up the Mom Mobile Status Quo.
Come on…be honest…how many of these apply to your sweet rides?

Is there any I missed?
Drive Safely & Buckle Up...It's the LAW!
Mimi

A Gigglerific Thursday!

Dearly Beloved Bloggers,

ARE YOU FEELING LIKE
TODAY?

Well don't you fret! I found something that will turn that frown upside down.
I guarantee it!

You can't deny it! This little Whitney Houston is too cute! I came across her on Gigglerific and was immediately giggling from the very start. So click play and let the giggles roll.

HAPPY THURSDAY,

MITI

Barking Wording Verifications

Its Dog Gone time to get started..

Of course, I am talking about word verifications.

I write it down, or it is sent to me, or someone leaves me a comment with one...whichever way, I have a list as long as my 5'3 body of strange word verifications...

AND I LOVE IT!

So onward fellow blog readers...to this weeks pet homage;)

(isn't it ironic that my boys are begging me for a pet and this just happens to pop up)?

Fetcha

I can't decide between a really cool Dog name or

if this is something that I would BARK out to my dog

(I know I already BARK this to my kids...go Fetcha backpack)

So, you be the kennel show judge on this one!

Fleas

Yep, I know...this is another WV that could be interpreted 2 ways.

Should I *Fleas* from purchasing a dog?? Or will the dog that we purchase get *Fleas*???

No BONES about it, I'll be getting Front line ;)
Snaaz

I just love this word. Snaaz! Makes me this of Snausages for some reason..remember those commercials? The dog was roaming the house with his Snaaz, and smelling Snausages...

Now go say that 5 times fast to your Pooch!

Bootsee
Will I do it?

Will I become a Paris Hilton who carries her little pup in her Bootsees in my purse?

I guess only time will tell...

(let me just say yes, if I find them on sale in our pups size)

Touchdown

One might think that this has NOTHING to do with a pet post...but Alas, my personal blog Eyeglasses & Endzones may have just found the name for our soon coming pup.....

Sounds kinda cute doesn't it?

Is this all just a coincidence? Or are we ready to take buy the kennel???

With a face like this....It seems like we might FETCHA ourselves one rather quickly.

What's Love Got To Do With It?

Not to long ago Mimi did a post about exercise. I have a love/hate relationship with exercise. Mostly hate. After all, to quote a wise woman, what's love got to do with it?

Don't get me wrong, I love that it's good for me. I love that it's healthy, makes my clothes fit better, and makes me feel good that I did it. I don't even usually mind exercising once I start. But I hate having to make myself do it, and I have a hard time making myself start.

Exercising, losing weight, eating healthy.....that takes work! I just want someone to come up with something that doesn't involve work or saying "no" to eating out or eating sweets. I know, good luck with that.

Billy Blanks' dvds and I are old friends. Jillian Michaels and I have even been on speaking terms from time to time.

But today I am having a little trouble motivating myself to exercise. Man, I used to be an exercise fanatic. Well, that or at least very, very dedicated to it. I seem to have fallen off the exercise bike wagon lately.

I mean, why wouldn't I want to work up a sweat? Why wouldn't I want to tire myself out until my legs feel like a rubbery noodle? Why wouldn't I want to lift weights until my arms are so sore that I can't even reach for a bag of chips? Why wouldn't I? Doesn't it sound like fun?

Sometimes I just want to reach through the t.v. and grab that little instructor gal by the neck and slap her silly and ask her to please get lost slow down! Where do they get these exercise instructors from? The Marines? Are they ex-drill sergeants? Do they think I am training for the Olympics?


I am just a mom, for goodness sake. A mom!!!!! I am not expecting to have to run at lightening speed for five miles while being chased by a rabid dog or a hungry teenager. I am not expecting to have to carry my own weight over a fence while chasing a wayward toddler, a stray dog, or the ice cream truck.

Then they have the nerve to tell me "you're doing great!" O.k., now I may not be the sharpest pencil in the pencil box, but I do know that they can't see me. Every time they tell me I'm "doing great" I just want to growl and yell and tell them "go away, and never come back!" just smile sweetly and say "thank you!"

Here are the things that I need to be able to do in my life:

• get dressed


• open a can of diet pepsi


• lift a piece of chocolate to my mouth


• sit down at the keyboard and be able to lift my fingers enough to type

Do I really need to exercise all that much to be able to do that? How much does a can of diet pepsi weigh anyway????

He Had An Epiphany

EPIPHANY - [i-pif-uh-nee] - noun.

1. a moment of self-realization or discovery that enlightens or reveals the person’s character.

Epiphany is rooted in the Greek word epiphania which translates to manifestation. As used in modern fiction, philosophy and psychology, an epiphany is the manifestation of self-truths.

Why am I talking about epiphanies? WELL, let me tell ya. I mean... since you asked?!

Last week the kids and I were sitting on the couch watching TV; "So You Think You Can Dance" to be specific. One of the girls did a routine in which she wore absolutely NO Make-up and it was perfect for the 'role' that she was in. Then in her next routine, she had her normal make-up back on. She went from pale to rosie.

Cameron (my 12-year-old son) noticed this dancer's suddenly rosie, pink cheeks. He announced to his sister and I that "She put COLOR on her cheeks!" like this was some amazing discovery he'd JUST made.

I stared at him in disbelief for a moment with a look of "And?" thinking he must be kidding.

He just stared back. It was then that I knew he really had no clue!

I said, "Cam, you do realize that we ALLLL put color on our cheeks, right?" He looked at me like I was so foolish and as if to say "You can't fool ME, Mom." I stared blankly... waiting for his thought process to catch up and realize I was serious.

He stared. I stared. {{Crickets chirped}} And then it went something like this:

Cam: "You don't put color on YOUR cheeks though."

Me: "YES, I dooooooooooo!"

Riley: "Yes, she does!"

Cam: "WHY?" (said in a tone that showed me how stupid such behaviour is)

Me: "So I look like I have more color?"

Cam: "Granny doesn't!"

Me: "Yes. She DOES!"

Cam: "Mrs. Rosenbalm doesn't?"

Me. "Yes. She does."

Cam: {{crickets chirping}} {{blank stare}}

And then he shook his head in disbelief.

You see, Cameron just had an epiphany. The sudden realization that (1.) girls are WEIRD, (2.) he'll never understand women, and (3.) what ya see isn't always what ya get!

Ahhhh, too bad I didn't have a camera at that very moment when he realized his mother was so foolish. And to think he just thought all of us had pretty rosie cheeks. Has he not seen me first thing in the morning? Has he not noticed the difference after swimming?

I'll take that as a compliment! He doesn't see my flaws, he just sees me as rosie all the time. Course now he knows I'm a fool who paints fake color on her cheeks. {"pop"} I just burst HIS little bubble! Oh well, it had to happen sometime!

Sunday Prayer

We Bloggers can PLAY together, so why not also PRAY together?!

We Five Moms are spending our Sundays with our families and will not be responding to all of your prayer requests, but just know that we can ALL view them and we can ALL take the time to pray for one another's requests.

Join us if you'd like by leaving your prayer request or praise as a comment!

Saturday Crunch & Munch

We know your chomping (on the chips) to get this post dippin!

Muncha buncha Muncha buncha....Fritos go with lunch!

We are in a jam (with crackers) and we need to know what your families like to munch on!
Help us get on a roll (with butter) to get some new "Munchin" menus for our families!

Here are a couple of the MOMS favorites..Hope you Enjoy!

We are a Wavy Lays & Deans French Onion Dip family all the way ~ Tarah

Q :How many pounds of potato chips are consumed by Americans each year?
A: 2 BILLION pounds

That is alot of chips my friends! Wow!
My husband consumes about half that himself in Doritos each calendar year. Yikes! ~Mimi

Tortillas, in a little bit of oil in a pan, cut a tortilla into 4, fry a little bit until golden, and then stick in a paper bag with cinnamon and sugar and they taste like Taco Bell cinnamon chips ~ Tarah

We like to munch on some sun.....Sun Chips that is..... ~ Miti

Just plain ole' nachos. Grab some chips, slap some cheddar on them and nuke 'em! ~ Nan

We love fresh homemade salsa (Roma Tomatoes, Yellow Hungarian Peppers, Jalepenos, Onions, Garlic Salt, Pepper, Vinegar, & Cilantro) Tortilla Chips from the health food store. YUM! ~Mimi

I'm boring. I'm perfectly happy with a fresh bag of DORITOS and a glass of BIG RED! Now you ladies don't all have BIG RED in your area, but we Texan gals do and it's GOOOOOOD! ~Erica

Actress makes apples cut into small pieces topped with cinnamon sugar! Yum Yum Yum Deliciouso! Is that how you spell it Miti? ~Mimi

LOL! Close enough Mimi. ~Miti

We love just plain ole' buttered popcorn that hubby makes from scratch!!!! ~ Nan

A box of Rosemary & Olive Oil Triscuits with a little munster cheese melted on top..so good! ~ Tarah

Slice of swiss cheese w/ salt on top...Y-U-M-M-Y!!! ~ Mimi

Now let me tell y'all how the Latinos do it. One munch that we love isn't crunchy at all. It's called ceviche. Have y'all heard of it? It's fish marinated in lime juice, salt, ground black pepper, minced onions & red bell peppers, and cilantro. DELICIOSO!!! ~Miti

We also LOVE LOVE LOVE homemade pico de gallo with lime tortilla chips! Que Rico!! ~Miti

Do TELL...what are your families Munchin on?
~The 5 Moms~

Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn?

What is the difference between a Hotel & Motel?
Some people cringe at the word Motel & can’t believe that someone could get the two confused. Good grief it is like the unwritten cardinal sin in the overnight stay world to get the two mixed up. Who knew? In case you were wondering...the difference is simple-A Hotel has rooms that open to the interior of the building, along a hallway, and is multi-storied while a Motel is a hotel designed for motorist. They are usually found off interstate exits and the rooms often have external doors that you can drive up to and park outside.

Personally, I don’t care whether I stay in a Hotel or a Motel as long as it clean. I have just had so many bad experiences with unclean stays. I think some of them where horror movie Motels. Very scary for this germaphobic. I would have to admit too that most of them fit the description of Motel.

So maybe I do prefer a Hotel...Seriously, though…I am not that hard to please

I just WANT

~A vacuumed floor

~A scrubbed bathroom

~Clean white linens & fluffy pillows…I don’t even need chocolate on the pillow. (but if they want me back they will leave a little Dove love)

~Fresh smelling &

~Free of dust

Really, not too much to ask of the cleaning staff since they are getting paid to keep it clean.

Even if the Motel/Hotel has everything I am looking for & more in my stay…it is really hard to hand over so much cash for just a place to lay my head for the night. So the more amenities it has the better for my cash conscience...

~Like an indoor pool for the kiddos

~Wireless Internet for Me!

~Breakfast for the family

~Pepsi machine for the hubs

Again, the amenities only soften the blow for the cost of the room. The hotel we stayed in on the way back from Virginia was nice, but almost 15% of my monthly house payment. YIKES!

Dave Ramsey would be so sad. I hope he can forgive me.
What Hotel or Motel chain do you like to stay in when you travel?

We stay at a Hampton Inn!
Happy Vacationing & We’ll leave the light on for you!

Just Say No....to Starbucks

Dearly Beloved Bloggers,

I know it will be hard to just say no to Starbucks. In fact, it seems merely impossible, doesn't it, but I know we can do it.

I'm sure I'm not alone when I say I LOVE COFFEE. As a matter of fact, I think I love it so much that I may actually be IN LOVE with it. When I think of comfort foods, coffee is at the very top of my list. It doesn't even have to be in liquid form for me to love it. I'll eat chocolate covered coffee beans and coffee-flavored ice cream without thinking twice.

And check this out!

This my friends is tiramisu, my absolute favorite dessert in the whole world!

My relationship with coffee isn't based on addiction. Honestly, I don't even drink it EVERYDAY, but boy when I do get a scrumptious sip of it, it makes me just wanna say AHHHHHHH........that hit the spot!

I like it hot or cold, but very sweet and very STRONG. If I could have a cup of Starbucks everyday, then my life would be complete. Ok, that might be stretching it a bit but you get the picture. Anyways, a cup of Starbucks everyday isn't exactly budget friendly for this stay-at-home mom. But that doesn't mean I have to do without completely. My remedy for beating the hot summer heat is to make homemade frapps. It's a trick that my budget (AND MY STOMACH) seem to welcome with open arms.

The secret is to....

1) Freeze coffee cubes.



2) In a blender, combine one pack of this

3) One glass of this


4) A little (OR A LOT) of this


5) And as many of these as you want

AND VIOLA!!!
A very yummy but OH SO CHEAP glass of deliciousness.

ENJOY!
MITI

P.S. - Who am I kidding? I'm off to the nearest Starbucks. Hey, I didn't say I wasn't EVER going back.

Oh Say Can You See?

In a patriotic tribute..Word Verification does not fail me! Mind you, I am on a family road trip vacation for 11 days so my creativity is a little on the flat side this week!!!


bOredum

perhaps wOrd verificatiOn knew what he was talking about when he realized that my family would be spending 2 plus days in a strange town in Virginia while the car was has 2 cracked rims and flat tires. We are scheduled to be in DC and it seems like nothing is going right for us...so yes, bOredum is on the list of tO-dO's that we can crOss Off!

spendige

Oh Yes!!! There is spendige when we are on vacation....even if we try not to have spendige. Way more then we ever plan on spendige!

LOAD

If only our trunk could speak! The LOAD that poor poor baby has been carrying for 1200 miles and only 1200 more on the way back!!

and here is the winner for the week...

TRIBUTE

ah yes, as we take our children on a vacation to Washington DC we are paying TRIBUTE to our nation, the people who serve us every day and the amazing monuments here in DC.

So, I would personally love to say an enormous THANK YOU to all of our troops, the wives, and husbands and even children who serve our country to make it better.

We could not BE without you!!!

(in the funny words of Receiver "Fanks Soldier Mans")

Hope everyone is having a great week!!! ;)