Yesterday, I took all three kids to the grocery store. For the first time. Ever.
In the past, I would get my mother-in-law to look after the kids once a week so I could make a quick food run. And this past year, I took J-man in the mornings while the twins were in school.
But this summer? There just hasn't been a good time. Ty-man has made quick after-work runs or one of us will pick up the necessities on the weekend. But to sit down, plan out a menu, and make a thorough weekly trip? Haven't done it. Because I've had all three kids.
So, after two weeks of eating out every night (You want Chili's? AGAIN?!?) and realizing that:
1) That's so very expensive, B) That's so very unhealthy, and iii.) That's so very tiresome, I broke open Recipe Manager, picked out a couple of recipes, loaded up the kids, and headed out to Kroger.
And that's when it happened. Once I herded all three little ones across the parking lot and loaded them into one of those carts that can hold two kids in the rear of the cart (near me) and two more kids in the plastic car (Bacteria! Viruses! PLAGUE!) attached to the front (Bubba's hour-long monologue included Beep! Beep! Look out!), we breezed in and began our plan-of-attack. And then the comments hit me left and right:
Wow! You've got quite the little tribe, there!
Oh, look at you! You're just so brave!
How do you do it with three little ones?
Are they triplets?
Really? The boy and girl are twins?!? I thought the two boys were twins!
What a brave lady!
The twins/triplets stuff didn't bother me. I've been dealing with that from day one with the twins' births and later when J-man got as big as his older brother.
What drove me nuts were the braves and the how do you do its. I mean, seriously? Am I the only person in the northwest metro-Atlanta 'burbs who goes grocery shopping with three toddlers? Really? And I'm not brave. Not at all. My sphincter was on high alert the whole time, waiting for one or more of them to lose their minds (which did happen with J-man when I took him out of the car so Miss-Miss could have a turn - oy).
But it's not bravery, not by any stretch of the imagination. It's no choice. It's either this or buy interest in the local Captain D's franchise. And I'm just not interested in getting fish batter all up in my hair.
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25 April 2008
Questions Round 5
I've just got to thank all you guys for asking me questions last weekend and giving me blog fodder for a whole friggin' week! Woo hoo! I'm pretty sure I'm back in the saddle, ready to come up with my own post ideas (probably lame and lacking in entertainment) for your reading enjoyment (or agony) in the days to come.
And now, on to my final questions, courtesy of Gypsy over at Strange, Dark Gypsy Girl.
What are you reading right now?
If I gave you $5,000 right now to spend on a new wardrobe, where would you shop?
What is in your porn collection?
Oh, paybacks are Hell, aren't they sweetie? So hacking into your site today and changing your banner to include a picture of Oral Roberts. Love, Me.
Anyhoo, on to the answers:
Right now, I'm reading Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Seriously. Not kidding. Did you know that when a man's body is embalmed, his penis becomes greatly enlarged due to the introduction of the embalming fluid? And that when medical schools are finished with their cadavers, they hold a memorial service for them, inviting those medical students who worked on said cadavers to attend as part of their death and dying classes? It's a fascinating book, just don't read it if you're depressed.
Seriously? $5,000? Let me send you my address.... Oh, wait, this is hypothetical. Crap. OK. I would have to say I would first go to my favorite clothing store on the planet, The Cornucopia, a shop in Charleston, West Virginia. They've got really funky clothes. Then? I'd head over to Banana Republic with the cash I have left. Yep, that'd cover it. I'm mainly a khaki pants/white t-shirt kind of gal with some loose/comfortable stuff in between.
Now, on to the question that is going to make smoke pour out of my in-laws ears. Truly, I don't have a porn collection. I did, before I had kids, but in a fit of nesting and "What if they find these someday?!?!?" the meager porn collection I did own (all purchased on-line from Adam & Eve, mind you) went in the garbage. I would have passed it on but those people all up and had kids, too, and porn is just not an appropriate baby shower gift, you know? So, allow me to instead tell you about my readable porn collection. I've become quite enamored of the Aphrodisia collection at Kensington Books. I've got a large gift bag full of these babies that I can go back and read any time I'm in the mood for explicit sex. And the best part? With a leather book cover, I can read it around the kids and they have no idea! Hee hee!
And that's it ladies and gentlebloggers! Thanks again for the fun trip down question lane. Our regularly scheduled programming will resume tomorrow!
And now, on to my final questions, courtesy of Gypsy over at Strange, Dark Gypsy Girl.
What are you reading right now?
If I gave you $5,000 right now to spend on a new wardrobe, where would you shop?
What is in your porn collection?
Oh, paybacks are Hell, aren't they sweetie? So hacking into your site today and changing your banner to include a picture of Oral Roberts. Love, Me.
Anyhoo, on to the answers:
Right now, I'm reading Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Seriously. Not kidding. Did you know that when a man's body is embalmed, his penis becomes greatly enlarged due to the introduction of the embalming fluid? And that when medical schools are finished with their cadavers, they hold a memorial service for them, inviting those medical students who worked on said cadavers to attend as part of their death and dying classes? It's a fascinating book, just don't read it if you're depressed.
Seriously? $5,000? Let me send you my address.... Oh, wait, this is hypothetical. Crap. OK. I would have to say I would first go to my favorite clothing store on the planet, The Cornucopia, a shop in Charleston, West Virginia. They've got really funky clothes. Then? I'd head over to Banana Republic with the cash I have left. Yep, that'd cover it. I'm mainly a khaki pants/white t-shirt kind of gal with some loose/comfortable stuff in between.
Now, on to the question that is going to make smoke pour out of my in-laws ears. Truly, I don't have a porn collection. I did, before I had kids, but in a fit of nesting and "What if they find these someday?!?!?" the meager porn collection I did own (all purchased on-line from Adam & Eve, mind you) went in the garbage. I would have passed it on but those people all up and had kids, too, and porn is just not an appropriate baby shower gift, you know? So, allow me to instead tell you about my readable porn collection. I've become quite enamored of the Aphrodisia collection at Kensington Books. I've got a large gift bag full of these babies that I can go back and read any time I'm in the mood for explicit sex. And the best part? With a leather book cover, I can read it around the kids and they have no idea! Hee hee!
And that's it ladies and gentlebloggers! Thanks again for the fun trip down question lane. Our regularly scheduled programming will resume tomorrow!
24 April 2008
Questions Round 4
Friggin' Avitable. Askin' me a question that required supreme geekiness and thought.
If you were to make a credible argument for the Empire against the Rebellion, what would it be?
Dang. All this time I've been a dyed-in-the-wool Rebellion girl. Lover of all things Jedi and Han Solo. And now? You're making me a turncoat. A liar. A spy for the Empire and all things Sith.
Cool. Here goes. Think of this as a full-page ad taken out in the Coruscant Daily by Darth Vader, on behalf of his Master.
Fellow citizens of the glorious Empire!
I, Darth Vader, am calling on you to help crush the Rebellion that has caused us much pain and suffering! These so-called protectors of the Old Republic are nothing more than terrorists! They want nothing more than to bring you fear and suffering, bring an old, ineffectual government back to power, and to re-instate a religious cult as your police force. They are nothing more than sugar-coated liars, terrorists, and fear-mongers!
Our fearless and magnanimous Emperor Palpatine has brought safety to your families and your homes by crushing the Separatists. This robot army was determined to conquer every planet in the Empire and destroy your lives with their totalitarian rule and instead our Leader defeated them with his clone army - something the Old Republic couldn't bring themselves to do because they didn't have the courage to make such a decision on their own.
The once noble Jedi had taken it upon themselves to steal your children and brainwash them to their celibate and mysterious cause. I was once one of those children, taken from my mother and taught to treat members of the Old Republic as if they were lower than myself. The Jedi declared themselves your "protectors" without asking your permission. They were a dangerous cult of "The Force" - a mythical and, I have discovered, non-existent entity - and they have been defeated.
Once, we had a Republic with Senators from each planet who were so diametrically opposed to one another because of different cultures, different ideals, different values, that nothing was ever accomplished in the old government. Now, our Glorious Emperor has appointed Senators he knows will get our government work done and will not allow them to leave the Senate without passing the legislation he believes will make our Empire great. And if any Senator introduces laws the Fearless Leader believes to be detrimental to our future? Then he will strike such laws from the books and remove the Senator from his or her position.
Many of you have whispered of a "Death Star" being built to destroy planets that do not bow to the Emperor's will. This is not true. The Emperor has simply constructed for himself a grand moon, his own planet, from which to rule without influence from the Senate, a satellite which can move between worlds so that he might visit his constituents, his people, up close without the isolation of Coruscant.
The Emperor saw your suffering under the Old Republic, felt your frustration over an ineffectual government, tasted your fear during the Separatist attacks, and did what any loving, benevolent leader would do. He took control of the situation, wrested power from those too powerless to effect change, and made our galaxy a safer place.
Join with me in praising the Emperor's name and his glorious cause!
Long Live the Emperor! Long Live the Empire! Crush the Rebellion!
OK, now? I just feel all dirty and stuff. I need a bath.
If you were to make a credible argument for the Empire against the Rebellion, what would it be?
Dang. All this time I've been a dyed-in-the-wool Rebellion girl. Lover of all things Jedi and Han Solo. And now? You're making me a turncoat. A liar. A spy for the Empire and all things Sith.
Cool. Here goes. Think of this as a full-page ad taken out in the Coruscant Daily by Darth Vader, on behalf of his Master.
Fellow citizens of the glorious Empire!
I, Darth Vader, am calling on you to help crush the Rebellion that has caused us much pain and suffering! These so-called protectors of the Old Republic are nothing more than terrorists! They want nothing more than to bring you fear and suffering, bring an old, ineffectual government back to power, and to re-instate a religious cult as your police force. They are nothing more than sugar-coated liars, terrorists, and fear-mongers!
Our fearless and magnanimous Emperor Palpatine has brought safety to your families and your homes by crushing the Separatists. This robot army was determined to conquer every planet in the Empire and destroy your lives with their totalitarian rule and instead our Leader defeated them with his clone army - something the Old Republic couldn't bring themselves to do because they didn't have the courage to make such a decision on their own.
The once noble Jedi had taken it upon themselves to steal your children and brainwash them to their celibate and mysterious cause. I was once one of those children, taken from my mother and taught to treat members of the Old Republic as if they were lower than myself. The Jedi declared themselves your "protectors" without asking your permission. They were a dangerous cult of "The Force" - a mythical and, I have discovered, non-existent entity - and they have been defeated.
Once, we had a Republic with Senators from each planet who were so diametrically opposed to one another because of different cultures, different ideals, different values, that nothing was ever accomplished in the old government. Now, our Glorious Emperor has appointed Senators he knows will get our government work done and will not allow them to leave the Senate without passing the legislation he believes will make our Empire great. And if any Senator introduces laws the Fearless Leader believes to be detrimental to our future? Then he will strike such laws from the books and remove the Senator from his or her position.
Many of you have whispered of a "Death Star" being built to destroy planets that do not bow to the Emperor's will. This is not true. The Emperor has simply constructed for himself a grand moon, his own planet, from which to rule without influence from the Senate, a satellite which can move between worlds so that he might visit his constituents, his people, up close without the isolation of Coruscant.
The Emperor saw your suffering under the Old Republic, felt your frustration over an ineffectual government, tasted your fear during the Separatist attacks, and did what any loving, benevolent leader would do. He took control of the situation, wrested power from those too powerless to effect change, and made our galaxy a safer place.
Join with me in praising the Emperor's name and his glorious cause!
Long Live the Emperor! Long Live the Empire! Crush the Rebellion!
OK, now? I just feel all dirty and stuff. I need a bath.
23 April 2008
Questions Round 3
So, here we are, day three of the CofaCMG question/answer session. Thanks for participating everyone! Today's thought-provoking questions come from Momma, author of Poetic License. Her questions are:
1) If you could do any one thing to make the world a better place, what would it be?
2) If you were a superhero, what would your name and power be?
3) What is the other path your life might have taken?
Nah, you guys aren't making this difficult or anything. Not at all. I mean, you're wanting me to think and stuff. Jeez.
OK, here goes:
1) Let our kids be kids. Treat them with respect but also with discipline. Educate them (reading, writing, arithmetic, manners) and don't allow them to be brainwashed by a cult of personality/religion/government. If they have owies, give them hugs and kisses (this includes teachers - this whole "We can't hug or kiss the child because that could be construed as sexual harassment" argument is bullshit). If they have concerns and fears, listen to them. Talk to them and treat them as you would an adult because that is what they will be someday. But also give them order. If there is no order, no consistency, then there is pure chaos and that's when you end up with the holy terror. By following those simple steps for the next few generations, I think we could have a planet filled with a population of well-adjusted human beings. It all comes down to our kids. If they're brought up in an atmosphere of fear, hate, and misinformation, then they will become fearful, hateful, uneducated Michael Bolton listeners.
OK, that last part? About Michael Bolton? Made that up.
*Stepping down off the soap box.*
2) This one is easy. My nickname among my friends is Super Geek. So, I would be Super Geek, bringing sci-fi and comics to the masses! Plus? I would be able to fly and make myself invisible. Yep, that's me! And? Solve all world problems with the quadratic equation.
3) If I had followed my education rather than my heart, I would probably have a Ph.D. in physics, specifically plasma physics and aeronomic research. I would be teaching/researching right now and/or trying my damnedest to get a spot in a NASA astronaut class. I did a summer of undergraduate research in the above field and my advisor wanted me to return for my masters and Ph.D. studies. Instead, I followed my heart (a.k.a. Ty-man) and became a wife, technical writer, and mother. I can't imagine my life any other way!
1) If you could do any one thing to make the world a better place, what would it be?
2) If you were a superhero, what would your name and power be?
3) What is the other path your life might have taken?
Nah, you guys aren't making this difficult or anything. Not at all. I mean, you're wanting me to think and stuff. Jeez.
OK, here goes:
1) Let our kids be kids. Treat them with respect but also with discipline. Educate them (reading, writing, arithmetic, manners) and don't allow them to be brainwashed by a cult of personality/religion/government. If they have owies, give them hugs and kisses (this includes teachers - this whole "We can't hug or kiss the child because that could be construed as sexual harassment" argument is bullshit). If they have concerns and fears, listen to them. Talk to them and treat them as you would an adult because that is what they will be someday. But also give them order. If there is no order, no consistency, then there is pure chaos and that's when you end up with the holy terror. By following those simple steps for the next few generations, I think we could have a planet filled with a population of well-adjusted human beings. It all comes down to our kids. If they're brought up in an atmosphere of fear, hate, and misinformation, then they will become fearful, hateful, uneducated Michael Bolton listeners.
OK, that last part? About Michael Bolton? Made that up.
*Stepping down off the soap box.*
2) This one is easy. My nickname among my friends is Super Geek. So, I would be Super Geek, bringing sci-fi and comics to the masses! Plus? I would be able to fly and make myself invisible. Yep, that's me! And? Solve all world problems with the quadratic equation.
3) If I had followed my education rather than my heart, I would probably have a Ph.D. in physics, specifically plasma physics and aeronomic research. I would be teaching/researching right now and/or trying my damnedest to get a spot in a NASA astronaut class. I did a summer of undergraduate research in the above field and my advisor wanted me to return for my masters and Ph.D. studies. Instead, I followed my heart (a.k.a. Ty-man) and became a wife, technical writer, and mother. I can't imagine my life any other way!
22 April 2008
Questions Round 2
Wow, I like this whole question/answer thing. Allows me to post without coming up with a plan! This helps when the creative juices just ain't flowin'. Thanks for playing along guys!
OK, question number two. My sista from another mista, Teri, has asked me the following:
If you had three wishes, what would they be? If you could do anything you want, no penalties, no reprisals, and the cost is unimportant, what are you going to do?
Wow, no really. Don't hit me with a tough one or anything. Don't give me a question that could either give me the Mrs. America crown or make me look like a shallow dumb-ass. Seriously. Not at all. Your birthday? Next month? You're gettin' jack, darlin'. Love, Me.
My three wishes. OK. Here goes.
Wish #1: The first wish would be to go back to January 28, 1998, to the phone call my father made the day before his heart catherization, two days before his death, the last time I ever spoke to him. He was expressing his fears regarding the procedure and I completely brushed him off. I would like to go back to that last conversation and change it. I would like to be supportive and loving and to make him laugh.
Wish #2: I would wish away my mother's restless leg syndrome. This is an affliction that really bothers her and makes day-to-day life a bit more difficult for her. I would definitely get rid of that.
Wish #3: I would wish guaranteed happy lives for my children. If nothing else, I want to make sure they grow up happy, no matter what they do.
Your other question was regarding why you keep waking up at 6:30AM every morning. Because you're special, sweetie. Very special! :-)
And there you have it. Where's my damned crown?
Keep 'em comin'! If you didn't get to ask a question, just go back to this Sunday's post and leave a comment with your question there. I'll be happy to answer!
OK, question number two. My sista from another mista, Teri, has asked me the following:
If you had three wishes, what would they be? If you could do anything you want, no penalties, no reprisals, and the cost is unimportant, what are you going to do?
Wow, no really. Don't hit me with a tough one or anything. Don't give me a question that could either give me the Mrs. America crown or make me look like a shallow dumb-ass. Seriously. Not at all. Your birthday? Next month? You're gettin' jack, darlin'. Love, Me.
My three wishes. OK. Here goes.
Wish #1: The first wish would be to go back to January 28, 1998, to the phone call my father made the day before his heart catherization, two days before his death, the last time I ever spoke to him. He was expressing his fears regarding the procedure and I completely brushed him off. I would like to go back to that last conversation and change it. I would like to be supportive and loving and to make him laugh.
Wish #2: I would wish away my mother's restless leg syndrome. This is an affliction that really bothers her and makes day-to-day life a bit more difficult for her. I would definitely get rid of that.
Wish #3: I would wish guaranteed happy lives for my children. If nothing else, I want to make sure they grow up happy, no matter what they do.
Your other question was regarding why you keep waking up at 6:30AM every morning. Because you're special, sweetie. Very special! :-)
And there you have it. Where's my damned crown?
Keep 'em comin'! If you didn't get to ask a question, just go back to this Sunday's post and leave a comment with your question there. I'll be happy to answer!
21 April 2008
Questions Round 1
First off, thanks Fab for the fun show! Had a great 60 minutes and can't wait for the next one! For those of you who missed it, you can check it out here.
Now...
It, seems I pissed off a couple of people yesterday with my lack of a spoiler alert when speaking of Friday's Battlestar Gallactica episode. First, allow me to apologize. It won't happen again. Second, I'm not Ain't It Cool and my thoughts? Don't include the words Spoiler Alert. Those two words were furthest from my mind when writing that post. There were lots of disturbing thoughts running through my head and worrying about spoilers didn't even cross my mind.
Whew. That felt better. Been stewin' on that one for a good 24 hours.
The first question comes from our dear Lori over at Serendipity and Rain. She asked this:
"O.K. I have a (probably lame) question.
The hubby and kids are gone for the night. You have the t.v. to yourself.
What's the first movie you go for?
The one only you can stand to watch 10,000 times?
(Besides Contact)
Hee Hee"
No question is ever lame! Contact is a fabulous movie and I do enjoy watching it, just not a lot. I like that movie to remain special, so I don't pop it in the 'ole DVD player all that much. The movie I could watch over and over again and never get tired of? Kill. Bill. Specifically, Kill Bill Vol. 1. I could watch the "Showdown at the House of Blue Leaves" scene over and over again. Another movie, so completely different from that one, that I can watch many times over is Return to Me. I know, I know, sappy love story, Fox Mulder, Minnie Driver, yadda, yadda.
But.
Carroll O'Connor, in this movie, reminds me of my father. His stooped walk, his facial expressions, the way he sings Sinatra songs, it's like having my dad back for a couple of hours. It's a comfort movie and makes me happy.
There you have it! Thanks for asking Lori! I'll continue with more answers to your questions tomorrow!
Now...
It, seems I pissed off a couple of people yesterday with my lack of a spoiler alert when speaking of Friday's Battlestar Gallactica episode. First, allow me to apologize. It won't happen again. Second, I'm not Ain't It Cool and my thoughts? Don't include the words Spoiler Alert. Those two words were furthest from my mind when writing that post. There were lots of disturbing thoughts running through my head and worrying about spoilers didn't even cross my mind.
Whew. That felt better. Been stewin' on that one for a good 24 hours.
The first question comes from our dear Lori over at Serendipity and Rain. She asked this:
"O.K. I have a (probably lame) question.
The hubby and kids are gone for the night. You have the t.v. to yourself.
What's the first movie you go for?
The one only you can stand to watch 10,000 times?
(Besides Contact)
Hee Hee"
No question is ever lame! Contact is a fabulous movie and I do enjoy watching it, just not a lot. I like that movie to remain special, so I don't pop it in the 'ole DVD player all that much. The movie I could watch over and over again and never get tired of? Kill. Bill. Specifically, Kill Bill Vol. 1. I could watch the "Showdown at the House of Blue Leaves" scene over and over again. Another movie, so completely different from that one, that I can watch many times over is Return to Me. I know, I know, sappy love story, Fox Mulder, Minnie Driver, yadda, yadda.
But.
Carroll O'Connor, in this movie, reminds me of my father. His stooped walk, his facial expressions, the way he sings Sinatra songs, it's like having my dad back for a couple of hours. It's a comfort movie and makes me happy.
There you have it! Thanks for asking Lori! I'll continue with more answers to your questions tomorrow!
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