It looks a little like Christmas...

      I am so not feeling the Christmas spirit this year, not sure if it is because I am flat broke or because my mom's 50th would have been Dec 26th. But I figured I would share a few photos of Christmas 2011 at our new house. The house if far from "done" but I hope to paint these ugly white walls around the new year.

vintage records 

My dads candles and mr. and mrs. clause i found at my grandmothers 

my grandmother ceramics 

kids art work from school

Vintage tree jars my mom kept these filled with kisses

Vintage tree #1 with shiny brites! 

  We have 3 full size trees up, yes 3! But for some reason picasa does not like me this month. Happy Holidays!

It looks a little like Christmas...

      I am so not feeling the Christmas spirit this year, not sure if it is because I am flat broke or because my mom's 50th would have been Dec 26th. But I figured I would share a few photos of Christmas 2011 at our new house. The house if far from "done" but I hope to paint these ugly white walls around the new year.

vintage records 

My dads candles and mr. and mrs. clause i found at my grandmothers 

my grandmother ceramics 

kids art work from school

Vintage tree jars my mom kept these filled with kisses

Vintage tree #1 with shiny brites! 

  We have 3 full size trees up, yes 3! But for some reason picasa does not like me this month. Happy Holidays!

Pssh-Pssh people

        Do you ever have random strangers ask you random questions? I usually answer them back with some random bs  sweet motherly comment or keep walking because I have more things to do than get stuck in a long conversation with a random stranger. 

             Here are a few of the many questions I have been asked.

Did you Have all those kids?.. (eyes wide open)

Nope! I went to the super market store and picked them all out. 

  Yes, I have 4 children and they all come from my body.

Did you plan/choose to have two boys and two girls?..

Why yes when I went to the super market doctor he asked what preference I had. So each time I said Girl, Boy, Girl, Boy lets make it even.

 I am sure You know the real answer to this question.

Where is you husband? (yes people ask this)

Who, what? I told you I bought these kids at the market why would I have a husband!?! 

  He is usually at work during the day and sleeping at night or trying to get ready for work bc he has to leave home at 4:45-5 am everyday.

Are you done?!? I honestly answer this one; Yes! cut tied and burned. 

I could never afford any more kids and am not in the mood to call TLC so I can build a bigger house. 

Where are you from? Umm here...  

For some reason people think I am not from the south? I guess if I don't sport any camo or have Alabama signs on my car so they can't tell.

How old are you? (This is when I have no kids in tow just the baby with me) Old as dirt lets see I have an 11 year old so I can buy this rated R dvd of Halloween but I have no clue of my age. Can you do math?  

Why does she talk so much? (Asked about me from those '"Pssh-Pssh" types to other random people sitting next to them)   SECRETS DON'T MAKE FRIENDS! 

     I don't really mind people asking questions because heck, how are you supposed to learn anything if you never ask anything has to be better than the "Pssh-Pssh" people.

*This post was written for Mama Kat's Writers Workshop prompt.*

 "Create an FAQ page for yourself that answers frequently asked questions if people were to frequently ask you questions. People make those up all the time. YOUR TURN!"

Pssh-Pssh people

        Do you ever have random strangers ask you random questions? I usually answer them back with some random bs  sweet motherly comment or keep walking because I have more things to do than get stuck in a long conversation with a random stranger. 

             Here are a few of the many questions I have been asked.

Did you Have all those kids?.. (eyes wide open)

Nope! I went to the super market store and picked them all out. 

  Yes, I have 4 children and they all come from my body.

Did you plan/choose to have two boys and two girls?..

Why yes when I went to the super market doctor he asked what preference I had. So each time I said Girl, Boy, Girl, Boy lets make it even.

 I am sure You know the real answer to this question.

Where is you husband? (yes people ask this)

Who, what? I told you I bought these kids at the market why would I have a husband!?! 

  He is usually at work during the day and sleeping at night or trying to get ready for work bc he has to leave home at 4:45-5 am everyday.

Are you done?!? I honestly answer this one; Yes! cut tied and burned. 

I could never afford any more kids and am not in the mood to call TLC so I can build a bigger house. 

Where are you from? Umm here...  

For some reason people think I am not from the south? I guess if I don't sport any camo or have Alabama signs on my car so they can't tell.

How old are you? (This is when I have no kids in tow just the baby with me) Old as dirt lets see I have an 11 year old so I can buy this rated R dvd of Halloween but I have no clue of my age. Can you do math?  

Why does she talk so much? (Asked about me from those '"Pssh-Pssh" types to other random people sitting next to them)   SECRETS DON'T MAKE FRIENDS! 

     I don't really mind people asking questions because heck, how are you supposed to learn anything if you never ask anything has to be better than the "Pssh-Pssh" people.

*This post was written for Mama Kat's Writers Workshop prompt.*

 "Create an FAQ page for yourself that answers frequently asked questions if people were to frequently ask you questions. People make those up all the time. YOUR TURN!"

I need to get off my A$$ (Word-full Wednesday)

             I really don't know what to say or do here anymore... So much has happened in the past four months and I feel like I have gotten nothing done. I have paint cans sitting on the front porch and boxes stacked to the ceiling in various corners of my "new" home. I am overwhelmed by the painting, fixing and the unpacking that needs to be done. I made the comment the other day that when we moved I left all of my domestication at the old house. H agreeing said that I don't do shit anymore. I know haven't washed a dish unless I needed it. I have had to buy 1,000 paper plates I am currently twitching my nose (it's not working) at that pile of clean laundry on the couch no one ever uses. It is all pretty sad. I want to unpack but as soon as I do I run across a photo or t-shirt and break down into tears over my mom. It really doesn't help that my Grandmother came by and unloaded all of my mothers things under my carport. I made H put everything but the photos in the shed. I don't know whats wrong with me. This move was supposed to make me happy and it has in a way but it has also made me as mad as a hornet. I hate the new school, both of my honor roll students are bring home test grades that are D's and I don't know what to do about it. I like the fact I know where I am going when I need to go somewhere. My aunt has moved closer to us which is pretty nice seeing how the girls love to spend time with her. But something just feels off. At least at the old house I didn't know anyone so I didn't mind being home all day or not seeing grown-ups but now we are close to everyone and we still don't see them or talk to out friends who live 15 minutes from us now. It also might be the fact that I hate at least one half of all the couples that we know or the fact that I am not a day time drinker (if any) that some people tend to be. It just feels like I am living in a big mess of drama and junk. So I guess I better go fake clean the kitchen and stop bitching about everything and just do it! 

I need to get off my A$$ (Word-full Wednesday)

             I really don't know what to say or do here anymore... So much has happened in the past four months and I feel like I have gotten nothing done. I have paint cans sitting on the front porch and boxes stacked to the ceiling in various corners of my "new" home. I am overwhelmed by the painting, fixing and the unpacking that needs to be done. I made the comment the other day that when we moved I left all of my domestication at the old house. H agreeing said that I don't do shit anymore. I know haven't washed a dish unless I needed it. I have had to buy 1,000 paper plates I am currently twitching my nose (it's not working) at that pile of clean laundry on the couch no one ever uses. It is all pretty sad. I want to unpack but as soon as I do I run across a photo or t-shirt and break down into tears over my mom. It really doesn't help that my Grandmother came by and unloaded all of my mothers things under my carport. I made H put everything but the photos in the shed. I don't know whats wrong with me. This move was supposed to make me happy and it has in a way but it has also made me as mad as a hornet. I hate the new school, both of my honor roll students are bring home test grades that are D's and I don't know what to do about it. I like the fact I know where I am going when I need to go somewhere. My aunt has moved closer to us which is pretty nice seeing how the girls love to spend time with her. But something just feels off. At least at the old house I didn't know anyone so I didn't mind being home all day or not seeing grown-ups but now we are close to everyone and we still don't see them or talk to out friends who live 15 minutes from us now. It also might be the fact that I hate at least one half of all the couples that we know or the fact that I am not a day time drinker (if any) that some people tend to be. It just feels like I am living in a big mess of drama and junk. So I guess I better go fake clean the kitchen and stop bitching about everything and just do it! 

Out with the old in with the new!!!

I have said this 1,000 times! But this is it, new house, new town, new birth year and school year! I am going to start over and change a few things up over here. But first I have 1,000 boxes to unpack. I will NEVER move again!