Aww...nuts!

So, Daddy Mc and I are out in the backyard cleaning up. We aren't exactly being silent, but not extremely loud either. As I go to spread a little extra mulch I had in a flower bed, I notice that there is a squirrel lying flat on the stump that I use to put out birdseed. I get fairly close to him, thinking that he will eventually just run off. Nope, he stays there flat as he possibly can, stuffing his little fat mouth with as much seed as he can.


He didn't move until Mike turned on the weed-eater. After he ran off, I went over to take a peak at how much seed he actually made off with. He had left an indentation of a squirrel in the mound of seed. He hadn't eaten much, but he was certainly comfy while he was eating it!

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood...

Today was a wonderful day, and not just because it was my birthday. Well, maybe that had SOMETHING to do with it but not totally. The boys were pleasant, the weather was GORGEOUS, and we got to go to exciting places!

We started the day off going to lunch at Ruby Tuesday. Did you know they have an extreme salad bar? The honking' thing is ice cold. It shoots almost freezing air from the bottom and the top onto these beautiful metal containers that make their salad bar look like a piece of art. Oh, and if you get there about when they open, no one else has touched the stuff so it's especially pretty. Then we went to the local Dairy Queen to pick up the hilarious ice cream cake that Daddy Mc ordered. Of course, this family being the nuts that we are love Daffy Duck and all of his slobbery, lisp-filled expressions. So, Daddy Mc decided he would put Daffy's face on the cake and a big "Thirty Four?!?!" across the top. When he got into the car, he had to do the voice to express how it should actually sound if Daffy were speaking what was on the cake. Such a Mr. Smarty Pants!

Then after a brief pit stop back at home we ventured to the zoo. This happens to be one of Mommy Mc's most favorite places and I always love going to the zoo in any place I visit. (Must be the wanna-be Veterinarian in me.) The boys wanted to show Daddy Mc the Lorikeets and have him feed them. We had been there several times to do it, but never with Daddy Mc along. Then a brief encounter with a carousel, and off to the next destination!

Another brief pit stop at home to pick up Daddy Mc's car, and off to the car wash. Daddy hates his car to look like poo, so we stopped off to get it sparkling clean and off to Dave & Buster's for some video games and dinner. The boys loved playing the games. Tater would start playing one and then run off in the middle to play another one leaving me to finish up all of his games. Luckily Daddy and I were able to tag team them so we didn't have anyone missing ever. Which is always a good thing! We soon discovered the ticket system and put all of our focus on getting more tickets. We had about 3500 by the time we left, which meant we got to buy the BIG stuff. I seem to remember their gift section being much better the last time we went because we only walked out of there with a plush monkey, a large dodgeball type ball, and some candy. We still have about 1500 points to spend, but I'm saving those for something really nice like a BIG plush monkey!

Anywho, after the "shopping spree" we headed home and dug into the Daffy cake. All I gotta say is, thank God that the ice cream is low-fat. I could probably eat the entire cake by myself in a matter of days, it's just THAT good!

Speaking of good, what an excellent way to spend the celebration of another excellent year. I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful family. My cup is full!

The coolest present on earth!

The husband just gave me a bluetooth keyboard for my iPhone. This thing effin' thing rocks!!!!

Rain, Rain, Go Away...or at least come while we are asleep

Don't get me wrong, I love the rain. I love that I don't have to water my flowers or the garden. I love the fresh smell of everything before and after the rain comes. I just would like for Mother Nature to hold off on the wet stuff until after my two crazy boys get a chance to run off all of that excess energy, I get to mow the yard and plant all of my flowers, and I get a chance to sit outside and just listen to the birds chirp. You see, I enjoy being outside. No, I need to be outside...if even for 30 minutes. Gentle breeze on my face, sun shining down, vitamin D flowing through my veins again...it's a necessity. I even bore my kids to death by making them take weekly trips to the local zoo just so we can run around some place other than my backyard.

So, please Mother Nature, hold off on the raining, windy, cold weather until sometime this fall. Or at least become a nocturnal lady...I hear the moonlight does wonders for wrinkles.

Another Fun Filled Day at the Zoo

I'm a little late in posting this...

The beginning of the month we enjoyed a GLORIOUS day at the zoo. It was warm, but still cool enough so that we didn't sweat our butts off walking around.





After a long winter, that still keeps on going, it was wonderful to let the kids run for a while.


Fresh air, exercise, and fun...worth every penny for a year long membership!

The week of crazy

It all began with a sore throat and clogged head. That was the good part...

Things quickly declined from there. I am officially tired of being sick. After a week of battling to breathe and stay conscious for more than an hour at a time, I started to feel better. Then the sinus headaches and coughing began. I decided that infection had probably set in and decided to go to the doctor. Sinus, ear, and bronchial infections all rolled into one lovely package! During my brief moments of being awake, I took Tater to school. Only, for some reason, this week he decided he didn't like school at all. The same child that practically weeps when it's time to leave regressed to hanging onto my pant leg so that I wouldn't leave the room. I thought it was a one time fluke. Maybe he didn't get enough sleep or something. Then yesterday the same thing happened. He got very angry at me when I told him I had to leave. It was actually kinda flattering. So much so that I yanked out my phone and snapped a picture of his "angry" face.


Moments later, the most awesome teacher in the universe is helping me make my escape by distracting him with playdough. I find out later that the playdough was not as effective as she had hoped but he soon calmed down anyways.

The house is a mess. So much so that I am at a loss where to start. I'm still feeling the effects of the numerous infections and not feeling so hot. However, the house, laundry, and of course Tater need some major attention and since it's Friday, Daddy Mc is unable to assist this time. There's only so much entertaining of a 3 year old that you can do in bed. The books aren't holding his interest. Of course it could be that Mommy's constant nose blowing is dampering the story just a hair.

Time to make a list and start checking it off. This is going to be a huge list.

The case of the missing keys...

On a normal Tuesday, Daddy would take Booga to school and I would take Tater. However, yesterday Daddy Mc and I had to switch which kids we take to school because I had to attend an assembly at Booga's school. I was blessed enough to be able to take the Charger that day. Daddy Mc, being the nice guy he is, went out to start the Charger with my keys. In order to do this he needed to remove my Durango keys from the box by the front door, grab the Charger keys and then put Durango keys back in the box. I know that he put the Durango keys back in the box because I had to use them to unlock it to get some gloves out and since I can just push the unlock button in the house, I kept them in the box.

Still with me? Good! Try to keep up.

So, I go about my merry way and take Booga to school and am preparing for the assembly. Then, I get a text message from my dear husband that says his Durango keys are in the Charger and he can't take Tater to school. I remind him of my keys being there and continue on to my assembly.

I get home and ask if he got Tater to school okay. Then the story begins...

It seems that while I was away, Daddy Mc was getting Tater ready and was going to go out to start the Durango. He then reached into his coat pocket and soon realized that his keys were with me at the school. So, he went to our home office to get some work done while he waited for me to get home. Tater came in the office and demanded that Daddy Mc take him to school now. Daddy explained that he couldn't because he had no keys. Tater told him to use Mommy's keys. Daddy explained that Mommy had her keys, but this answer was unexceptable to Tater. He wanted Daddy to get more keys. Daddy again tried to explain that he couldn't get any more keys. Exasperated, Tater leaves the room. About a minute later, Daddy Mc hears Tater running down the hallway with a familiar jingling sound. Tater enters the room with Mommy Mc's Durango keys in hands and nonchalantly exclaims, "Use these keys!" At that moment, Mommy Mc's text message telling Daddy Mc to use her keys reaches Daddy Mc's phone. Daddy Mc asks Tater where he found the keys and Tater tells him, "In the box by the door!" Upon investigation, Daddy Mc discovers that Tater has taken his stool from the bathroom and put it by the door to reach the ledge where the infamous "key box" is located. The scramble begins and Daddy Mc is on his way to deliver Tater to school.

Just gotta chuckle at the intelligence of small children!

Must start sleeping

Day 12 of late night bedtime ritual...

Must figure out a way to turn off my body clock sooner. Why is my body stuck in vampire mode? I have two small children! I can't be staying up into the wee hours of the morning! I firmly believe it's my husband's fault. I start to head for the bedroom and he heads to the bathroom. What's the appeal of reading in a stink filled room while your legs go numb? Why? It's gotta be a male thing. I mean they do call it a "throne", but who the hell would want it? I'll take something a little more comfy and less smelly, thank you. How someone can spend upwards of 30 minutes sitting on the toilet is beyond me. Then he comes strolling into the bedroom being about as quiet as a Mack truck. So, I have to wait until "his lordship" decides to de-throne or be abruptly stirred in my sweet slumber.

I think I'll keep him up with my snoring tonight.

Not fair

So, I go to check out how my iPhone entries look and what does Windows 7 put as my background? Some beautiful island waterfall where I'm sure it's not sub-freezing and the children are off at school. Calgon, take me away!!!!

Another snow day

It's another snow day here in the land of The Mcs. Somehow Mother Nature got it her her head that it was important for the kids to be out of school even longer than the school district did. What she doesn't realize is that my poor, defenseless children will be stuck in school when it is nice outside.

Wait, this could actually be a GOOD thing. No kids when the weather gets nice. More time for Mommy Mc to plant pretty flowers and tend to her humble garden without the pitter patter of little (okay, not so little anymore) feet! Oh Mother Nature, thank you for this wonderous gift! Now, if I can just figure out how to get through the next few days without pulling my hair out and being bald for my wonderful adventure. It's a bad thing to throw your kids outside in the snow when there's a pretty good chance they can get frostbite in 30 minutes, right?

I digress. Damn you Mother Nature! These kids are going to make me into an old woman before I'm ready! Time to pull out the Wii! Yes, video games will turn their minds to mush and then I will be able to mold their mushy brains into good little boys. Mwa ha ha ha!!!

A Thanks to Half Pint

Once again a big Thank You to Half Pint for giving me new ways to spruce up our blog! I always enjoy stealing your best ideas for myself!!

A new way to blog!

Found a new app for the ol' iPhone.


Hopefully this will help me to keep up! Now to find the right app for the job!

Nothing since April 2009

Yeah, that about sums it up. Nothing has happened in our life since April of 2009. Of course there was that whole Daddy Mc changing jobs. Nah, not a big deal. What about us buying a new car that we've affectionately call Barricade? Nah, nothing to report there. I'm sure there's nothing to write about when you're dealing with a son going into the 2nd grade! Nope, I can't see why ANYBODY would write ANYTHING then! Okay, so I've been slacking. Well, not really, but I've been busy as all get out! Let's see, since April of 2009....

Well, in May Daddy Mc got a phone call from Papa John's and they begged and pleaded with him long enough to where we just had to jump ship. Yep, that's right! No more pan pizza in this house! Better Benefits, Better Pay. Papa John's. Of course, this lead to Daddy Mc losing his company car which means we had to search...NAY, scour the area looking for a replacement that would suit his exquisite taste. Not to mention one that would get reasonable gas mileage and make my dear hubby feel like a stud at the same time. Thus entered the black 2009 Dodge Charger (known as Barricade) into our family. That's right guys...let the drooling start. Yes, it has a hemi...why purchase a Charger without one? Sure it is a bit extreme of a purchase! Daddy Mc has definitely earned it though. His pour little behind has worked himself almost to death providing for his loving and adoring family. He absolutely deserved it. Now, what you DON'T know is that Mommy Mc did all of the finagling to purchase Barricade. That's right ladies! Mommy Mc shopped online from the comfort of her home and out dealt the dealer! Yep, had two dealers on the phone and had them bidding each other down until we found a price that (according to a very well known website) was the kick butt deal of the decade! So, Mommy Mc called Daddy Mc at his work and told him we were buying his car. Of course Daddy Mc was thrilled until we hit the dealer's lot. They were still detailing it and it wasn't on the lot yet. So he was sad. Then, the beast arrived and he got to sit in it's black leather plushness. I had to tell him he needed to get out of the car to sign the papers or they wouldn't let us off the lot. I've only seen that look in his eyes three times. Once on our wedding day, the next on Booga's birthday, and then again on Tater's. What a wonderful feeling to be able to put that smile on his face...priceless.

So, really not much happened except for getting used to the new position and working and helping Daddy Mc work until school started up again. Then the boy became a bigger boy. He discovered that he was hot for teacher. Of course with a twenty-something hotty for a teacher, who wouldn't be? Distractions aside, Booga continues to do well in school. As with any boy, his imagination is getting the better of him at times. I can just see him now, sitting in class, day dreaming of fighting alien robots. Then the teacher interrupts him. What in the world is she thinking? My son's going to be a great writer some day, or an astronaut, or PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES! Why does he need to learn this stuff called math?!?! Why does he need to pay attention in class? Well, like I tell him....because I said so! No, I don't just tell him that, but it sounded good. If only that really worked!

Then the mighty Tater went back to Pre-K. Same teacher, but different class. Now there's a switch! I have never seen such a talkative young man turn into such an angelic mute! I swear his teacher has voodoo dolls or something. She's got to put a hex on them as they walk through the door because he's still behaving like a little angel to this day! Just as quiet and reserved and well-behaved until we get off hallowed ground. Then the demon spawn emerges yet again. Does he act like that at mass? Oh, good gracious, NO! Gotta be the teacher. Note to self...find her coven and join it. Damn good witchcraft that is!

Speaking of "witch", I must attend to the nighttime ritual. Ohm...Ohm