Wednesday, September 27
The Magical BellyButton!

So we are at my BIL birthday gathering, mainly family and we bring the
kids of course.
Well during Glen's display of where he hangs his light saber off the
belt loop of his pants, he lifts his shirt to his chin to hold it there
while he finagles hooking his saber.
In doin that I see a piece of white material under his shirt and I
wonder what the heck that is. I go and grab it and it's a little square
cloth that I ended up pulling off his shirt. I look under the shirt
again and there is another on the other side still attached.
Apparently, it's a piece of cloth to stabilize the patch that is sewn
onto his shirt and I tore it from one of the underside of the patches.
Glen wants to see it so I give it to him and he says, " I make it
disappear." I said, "ok." not to sure what he means.
Glen proceeds to lift his shirt to his chin, he takes the little 3 x 3
piece of material (that's almost like gauze) and starts to push it into
his belly button and says, make it disappear. It almost does disappear
before I realize what he's doing, when I stop him and say,
"nonoperative! don't put that in your belly button." Poor thing looks
at me confused and everyone else is having a good belly laugh. The
hubby has his head in his hands and you can see his shoulders shaking
with laughter. I smiled to Glen and told him it's ok, but don't put it
in your belly button ok. He sees that everyone is laughing so he's ok,
and proceeds to conjure up his light saber again to play.
*sigh*
The Great Magical Bellybutton can make it disappear !!


Monday, September 25
The boys got their hair cut

Yesterday. Of course I did it and you can tell, but they look decent enough.


Wednesday, September 20
Venting
Why do people feel the need to present themselves as someone better than another person? 
Why do they always make comments that put others down or make them feel like they are stupid when they don't even know the person they are putting down?
Why don't they grab a set of balls and say it directly to a person instead of hiding and making a generic comment in a group of people?
What the hell makes you so much better than anyone else that you think it's ok to make other people you don't even know, feel like shit just because they make a comment that is different than yours?
Do you know me?  Have you tried to know me?  Do you have such a high and mighty life that is all so perfect without flaw that you think you can judge others and believe that you're so superior that any comment you make is right and another person is wrong or ignorant?
Maybe you should consider other peoples feelings before you speak or type something that might be offensive to another person, then maybe you can be the superior being you THINK you are.
Why isn't YOUR profile filled out??  What do You have to hide oh perfect ones??!!
Who the fuck are you anyway??!!




Tuesday, September 12
Calling Clairol!!
Feeling a little awkward, but knowing it's the truth about my hair, here's what happened...
I'm in Fabricland last night getting material for my sewing class and I'm needing assistance from the teach of the class in regards to discussing the pattern. (Pattern only goes to a 18, I'm a 28). So the one woman working on the floor says she'll get the teach, tells me she'll be down shortly.  A little later....
I am getting my material measured out and I hear, "She's got a young face, with graying hair.."
I turn around to look at the woman that said this and it's the helper describing me to the teacher.  She sees me looking and tells the teach, "there she is."  And I talk to the teacher. I'm adjusting the pattern the original pattern.
 
Well, guess it's time for a dye job.  My Rogue (from the X-Men) looking gray streak, turned into Lily Munster, and is now spread it's self to the rest of my head. Ack!
Clairol #615 Dark Brown to the rescue!!
 


Monday, September 11
09-11-2001




Thank you to BB7dish blog for this graphic.


Saturday, September 9
Cool Phonics for my 3 year old
After having a brief friendly debate with a good friend about home schooling, which wasn't really a debate but more like a discussion of the pro's and con's and the answers to questions that we gave each other, I decided to look some stuff up on the net in regards to homeschooling.
I went to a blog that I read frequently and found that she had links to homeschooling info, "I am always the Odd woman out..."
I clicked on her homeschooling link which brought me to "Choosing Home" which is a website with more resources and full of info as well.
Through clicking various links on that site I came upon STARFALL!

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Starfall Learn to Read


"The Starfall learn-to-read website is offered free as a public service. We also provide writing journals and books at a very low cost that can be used with the website or separately. Teachers around the country are using Starfall materials as an inexpensive way to make the classroom more fun and to inspire a love of reading and writing.

Primarily designed for first grade, Starfall.com is also useful for pre-kindergarten, kindergarten and second grade. Starfall is perfect for Home Schooling."

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I am so glad I found this site, that I had to blog about it.
They have some really excellent and easy learning tools here. For free! It's set up so that I could set my 3 year old up at the computer and give him brief instructions and he's able to do almost everything on his own. There are times he needs help with the Match games or the kitten going through a miny obstacle course, but other than that, he does great on his own.
Learning his letters and the sound they make. All he's got to do is remember to click on the Sparkles when he sees them and the Green arrow when it sparkles, the rest he just listens and follows the directions which are simple and he's good to go.
Not to mention the 'ABC' sheets they have available to work with your child when it's time for learning to write.

I'm sooo glad I found this site so that Glen and I can learn our letters and how they sound together. Eventually we'll be good enough to move to the next game/tool on the site and he'll be able to read to ME!


(yes he's got his own childrens keyboard Spongebob (missing many keys that a child doesn't need) and his own childs size mouse that is Sesame Street themed. Ernie is on the main part of it and he has to click on button with the rubber ducky in order to click around on the screen. The right button has a ball on it.)





Friday, September 8
CIA Test

CIA Test

The CIA had an opening for an assassin. After all of the background checks, interviews, and testing were done there were three finalists, two men and a woman. For the final test, the CIA agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that you will follow your instructions, no matter what the circumstances. Inside of this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill her!!!" The man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife." The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job." The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. Then the man came out with tears in his eyes. "I tried, but I can't kill my wife." The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home." Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one shot after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "You guys didn't tell me the gun was loaded with blanks. I had to beat him to death with the chair."
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The Hubby sent this to me in an email.  He's a good egg!



What's the deal with people??
Ya know I join a place to interact with other adults, so I don't have to go nuts only interacting with a 3 year old and a 19 month old the majority of my waking hours.  And instead of giving the newbie a break, I get rudeness.
I make one amusing comment about something that happened with my kid, that doesn't or shouldn't offend anyone, and I get a rude comment back.
Why?  Because they are PMSing? Aren't doing the work they should be doin and instead are yapping, (as if that's my fault)?
Or maybe they are just plain miserable in their lives and can only be how they know how to be, and that's just a mean person?
Maybe the comment wasn't meant for me,  maybe I'm taking it out of context, maybe it was meant to be a joke (hmm. don't think so).
More than likely, just a rude and mean person with nothing better to do than to attempt to displace a new person so they can be the center of attention again.  Was only one person with the comment, the rest probably could relate and smirked.
But What's the deal with people and being mean for no reason??? 
:-(



Monday, September 4
Thanks Steve Irwin ~

*Stingray Kills 'Crocodile Hunter' Irwin*
Sep 4, 9:34 AM (ET)

By BRIAN CASSEY

CAIRNS, Australia (AP) - Steve Irwin, the hugely popular Australian
television personality and conservationist known as the "Crocodile
Hunter," was killed Monday by a stingray while filming off the Great
Barrier Reef. He was 44.

Irwin was at Batt Reef, off the remote coast of northeastern Queensland
state, shooting a segment for a series called "Ocean's Deadliest" when
he swam too close to one of the animals, which have a poisonous barb on
their tails, his friend and colleague John Stainton said.

"He came on top of the stingray and the stingray's barb went up and into
his chest and put a hole into his heart," said Stainton, who was on
board Irwin's boat at the time.

Crew members aboard the boat, Croc One, called emergency services in the
nearest city, Cairns, and administered CPR as they rushed the boat to
nearby Low Isle to meet a rescue helicopter. Medical staff pronounced
Irwin dead when they arrived a short time later, Stainton said.


Irwin was famous for his enthusiasm for wildlife and his catchword "Crikey!" in his television program "Crocodile Hunter." First broadcast in Australia in 1992, the program was picked up by the Discovery network, catapulting Irwin to international celebrity.

He rode his image into a feature film, 2002's "The Crocodile Hunters: Collision Course" and developed the wildlife park that his parents opened, Australia Zoo, into a major tourist attraction.

"The world has lost a great wildlife icon, a passionate conservationist and one of the proudest dads on the planet," Stainton told reporters in Cairns. "He died doing what he loved best and left this world in a happy
and peaceful state of mind. He would have said, 'Crocs Rule!'"

Prime Minister John Howard, who hand-picked Irwin to attend a gala
barbecue to honor President Bush when he visited in 2003, said he was
"shocked and distressed at Steve Irwin's sudden, untimely and freakish
death."

"It's a huge loss to Australia," Howard told reporters. "He was a
wonderful character. He was a passionate environmentalist. He brought
joy and entertainment and excitement to millions of people."


Irwin, who made a trademark of hovering dangerously close to untethered
crocodiles and leaping on their backs, spoke in rapid-fire bursts with a
thick Australian accent and was almost never seen without his uniform of
khaki shorts and shirt and heavy boots.

Wild animal expert Jack Hanna, who frequently appears on TV with his
subjects, offered praise for Irwin.

"Steve was one of these guys, we thought of him as invincible," Hanna,
director emeritus of the Columbus (Ohio) Zoo and Aquarium, told ABC's
"Good Morning America" Monday.

"The guy was incredible. His knowledge was incredible," Hanna said.
"Some people that are doing this stuff are actors and that type of
thing, but Steve was truly a zoologist, so to speak, a person who knew
what he was doing. Yes, he did things a lot of people wouldn't do. I
think he knew what he was doing."

Irwin's ebullience was infectious and Australian officials sought him
out for photo opportunities and to promote Australia internationally.

His public image was dented, however, in 2004 when he caused an uproar
by holding his infant son in one arm while feeding large crocodiles
inside a zoo pen. Irwin claimed at the time there was no danger to the
child, and authorities declined to charge Irwin with violating safety
regulations.

Later that year, he was accused of getting too close to penguins, a seal
and humpback whales in Antarctica while making a documentary. Irwin
denied any wrongdoing, and an Australian Environment Department
investigation recommended no action be taken against him.

Stingrays have a serrated, toxin-loaded barb, or spine, on the top of
their tail. The barb, which can be up to 10 inches long, flexes if a ray
is frightened. Stings usually occur to people when they step on or swim
too close to a ray and can be excruciatingly painful but are rarely
fatal, said University of Queensland marine neuroscientist Shaun Collin.

Collin said he suspected Irwin died because the barb pierced under his
ribcage and directly into his heart.

"It was extraordinarily bad luck. It's not easy to get spined by a
stingray and to be killed by one is very rare," Collin said.

News of Irwin's death spread quickly, and tributes flowed from all
quarters of society.

At Australia Zoo at Beerwah, south Queensland, floral tributes were
dropped at the entrance, where a huge fake crocodile gapes. Drivers
honked their horns as they passed.

"Steve, from all God's creatures, thank you. Rest in peace," was written
on a card with a bouquet of native flowers.

"We're all very shocked. I don't know what the zoo will do without him.
He's done so much for us, the environment and it's a big loss," said
Paula Kelly, a local resident and volunteer at the zoo, after dropping
off a wreath at the gate.

Stainton said Irwin's American-born wife Terri, from Eugene, Ore., had
been informed of his death, and had told their daughter Bindi Sue, 8,
and son Bob, who will turn 3 in December.

The couple met when she went on vacation in Australia in 1991 and
visited Irwin's Australia Zoo; they were married six months later.
Sometimes referred to as the "Crocodile Huntress," she costarred on her
husband's television show and in his 2002 movie.

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My first thoughts were of his kids and his wife. Although they will
know of their father through family and friends, his presence will be
missed in their lives and I pray for them to be ok.
My next thought was that this man is part of the reason why we were able
to make it through my oldest sons colic times as an infant. Glen would
cry for hours on end and no matter what you tried, nothing seemed to
work. Until we put in the "Wiggles Safari" vhs tape.
Glen in the middle of a cry, stopped and stared at The Wiggles and Steve
Irwin as they talked and sang to him. We played and continue to play
the Wiggles Safari on a regular basis.
Heck, Glen now figures most big birds are Kookaburra before any other
type. Cuz they feature that bird in the movie.
Thank you to the Wiggles and Thank you to Steve Irwin for saving my
sanity and giving my son happiness in a time of pain we cannot know cuz
he was too little to speak it.



Friday, September 1
Juice
he was screaming cuz he wanted some juice.
Lazy boy didn't want to get up off the couch where he was playing to come tell me he wanted some juice, so instead he sits there throwing a fit.
Guess he ain't so grown up after all.




Serious Face ~
I went to pick up Glen from day care.  He came running and gave me a good hug.
I cleared out his paper cubby where they have his work from the day and any notices to the parents. 
There was a paper apple cut out thanking Glen for being in Ms. M's class, etc.
And I asked what this was about and she and the other helper there said how it's been up on the walls for a while now.
Glen and the others in his class are moving into the "3 year old" classroom.  They were waiting for September to move the kids that were ready to move into the new class.  This would start them out in the new class like a school year might start out. 
Ms. M looks to Glen and says in her English that is thick with Latin undertones, "you go to 3 year old classroom next week with Ms. Allison right?"
Glen stood in front of her looking up at her face and nodded his head yes with a very serious expression.
"and you no watch tv for an hour you watch only for 30 minutes, Right?"
Serious nod.
"You vacation over, now you have to work, right?"
Serious nod.
"And you work hard and you learn more and new things right?"
Serious nod.
Ms. M and Miss C busted out laughing at his serious face.  Ms Marlena grabs him into a hug and wishes us a good weekend.

The 3 year old classroom already.  Then next year he's in the 4 year old and then he's in Kindergarten.
His birthday is in April, but because of the time frame we put him in the day care and with potty training, it's worked out with his age and the classes he's in. So he'll start the 3 year old classroom next week and in April he turns 4 years old.  So he's basically in good timing with the classes.
Time sure does fly doesn't it.
Next will be Connor heading to day care when he's 2 in February 2007.  He'll stay in that class until it's time to move to the next class in September of 2008, he'll be 3 then and I pray potty trained, cuz they won't take the kids in the 3 year old class unless they are trained first.
Otherwise they do help train them while in the 2's class, so that's cool.  They have the child size toilets and sinks there, it's the wildest thing.  Never seen toilets that small before.  I'll have to take a picture one day.
My little baby is growing up.  And he's got his mothers attitude, which is why he's yelling right now about something, so I gotta go and find out what, before the neighbors call the police.



Ehhhh
So basically they've finished the torture in regards to the floors.. for now.
This morning they finished putting the molding around the base of the walls to finish off the floors.  it's ok.. could look better if they actually fixed the paint, but that would take them another 2 weeks just for that.  so we said to hell with it.  We're only putting things in front of the walls anyways so it doesn't matter.
Besides we are renting and with any luck may move next year.  So why bother.
So let's see, today is Friday and they started last week Monday.  If you take away Saturday and Sunday, that means it took the building manager in all his infinite wisdom and all knowing ways to get our floors done in only 10 days.  A job that would have taken only 4 at the most with a profession that had all the right tools and materials.  But of course he's too cheap for that.  And yet, he had to get the pro guys in to finish the job and waste the maintenance guys time and pay them extra.  I mean.. does he really think he saved money??

Hubby complained about the bathroom walls in the shower, doesn't sound good to me.  When you put your hand on the wall and lean a little bit while in the shower, the wall kinda starts to bend in.  the Sheetrock seems to be peeling away from the wall at the tile/wall border in the shower.
Another project that they will take their time repairing.  And might put us out of our apartment, yet again for a longer period.  Should be fun to see what happens. More than likely, the manager will just have the maintenance guy do patch work around the walls and that will be it.

GOD I WISH WE HAD OUR OWN HOME.  We would be able to do our own work or hire someone to do it right.  This is so restricting and I hate having to rely on the manager when he's a dumbass!

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