I really meant to but I didn't

I really meant to put a post up the other day but I never could find time to sit down and write it.

And when I go to write a post all of my ideas just leave my brain. Or what I type out turns into a ramble of nothingness.

That is where I am right now. So much to say and yet nothing is coming to my brain.

Hang on.....

OK still nothing.

So I will just leave it at this, I hope everyone has a great weekend!

Peace out!

5 things about me

My friend Genny over at MyCup2Yours is doing some great things on Thursdays on her blog.

She is covering a wide variety of topics but today's topic is 5 things about your self.

So here are a few things you might not know about me.

1. My name is Beverly.(shh don't tell) I have never liked being called Bev. Unless it's by family or close friends. I once had a teacher who insisted on calling me Bev. When he called the roll I wouldn't answer. He sent me to the Principal's office where she told him my name on the roll sheet was Beverly and that is what I should be called. SCORE for me and I loved her for it.

2. Hubs is gonna faint when reads this next one. I was born in New York. Queens to be exact. I only lived there for the first 5 yrs of my life and when people as me where I am from I always say Texas or Houston. Because as far as I am concerned this is where I grew up and still live today! I love living in Texas!!

3. I like the game of Hockey. I'm not a violent person but I like it when they fight or push one another into the glass. I know there is more to the game than that but that's what I like the most when I watch.

4. I think I have the best in-laws and sister in law in the world. I love them to pieces. I really miss my in-laws living right behind us. My sister in law is one of my best friends. They have always treated me as if I was born right into the family. They are so good to me. I thank God for them often.

5. I like coffee but I have to be in the mood for it. I am more of and orange juice kinda girl. I guess I got that from my grandmother, she used to say the same thing. And to be honest I still miss her terribly and it's been 7 years. BBBIIIGGG SSSIIIGGGHHH!!!

Well there you go. Now you know a few random things about me.

Now it's your turn. Once you play along please go back to Genny's blog, link back and leave her a sweet comment. I know she would love to hear from you.

Gum+hair=peanutbutter

Yesterday was quite an eventful day at our house. You know with the rat and all.

But that was not the only excitement we had. We are a happenin' bunch. That's how we roll.

While I was putting clothes away, the darn laundry fairy took the weekend off, I walked by the bathroom just in time to see R2 wetting his hair and then he asked me to cut his bangs.

Whoa, stop right there. Did my son just ask me to cut his bangs? RED FLAG! STOP AND LOOK!

So I ask him why he wants me to cut his bangs and then I see it.

GUM!

Yes the dreaded gum in the hair. And no not just a little bit but a wad of it. I asked him if this is why he wanted me to cut his bangs and he said yes. He even took out my hair trimming scissors and comb and had them laid out on the bathroom counter.

As I drug him down the hallway, telling him to never cut his own hair, I had a vision of my youth when I took the scissors and cut my cowlick off. Right down to the scalp. And the beating that soon came afterward when my mother found out.

So instead of the beating, I tortured him peanut butter. Peanut butter in his hair.

For the next 15 minutes I worked the peanut butter into his hair like a hairdresser does with a good deep conditioner.

Oh the cries of pain and torture I heard. He was not a happy camper at all.

The entire time I working the gooey stuff into his hair I am telling him that he is grounded from gum and there better not be a next time when I have to do this again. And he better not go and try to cut his hair to hide it from me.

I finally decided I have gotten out most of it and it's off to the bath. I scrub his head with grape smelling hair wash. I know go figure from peanut butter smell to grape smell. After he is dried off, I take a good look at his hair and I realized I got all of the gum out.

I think it could always be worse. But I will always remember to keep stock in Tylenol, band aids, and peanut butter.

Oh and this time I got the picture!

Get back to where you once belonged

Yesterday R2 and I were out in the garage doing a little cleaning, OK a lot of cleaning.

I was finally putting away Hubs' fryer from Thanksgiving. It's just been sitting off to the side waiting to be put back in it's spot.

So I was reaching behind the bumper pool table, which by the way we NEVER use, to put the base of the fryer back and when I looked to the left, I couldn't believe what my eyes saw.

A MOUSE! Thank goodness it was dead and friends you would all be so proud, I didn't even scream, just yelled EEEEWWWWWWW!!!!!

And then I did what any good wife would do, I picked up the phone and called Hubs. He was at baseball practice with R1 and I know he couldn't do anything to help me but I just couldn't help but share this wonderful news with him.

For the next 10 minutes I proceeded to discuss with him this dead mouse that had found it's finally resting place in my garage. And what was I going to use to get it out and where was I going to dispose of it, and I know it came from the empty lot behind the house where they were cutting down a few trees, and so on.

Finally R2 said he wanted to see the rat. I like how it went from a field mouse to a rat in 5.2 seconds.

So I pull out the table and move a few other things around and I try to pry scoop the dead rodent off the floor and onto the shovel. Success,it went right onto the shovel the first time! Then I walk into the back yard and throw the rodent onto a pile of logs in the empty lot behind my house. Thus returning it back to where it once belonged.

And in true bloggy form I didn't take a picture of the rat mouse till it was to late. (I'm really gonna have to start keeping my camera in my pocket or something.)

But here is a picture of where he/she was in garage and where it's remains are still stuck to the slab!


And here is also a picture of the poison that is now out to keep the rest of his/her family from taking out residence.


Sorry mice, there is only enough room in this house for one pet and her name is Cookie!!

Happy 5th Birthday R2

HAPPY 5TH BIRTHDAY MY SWEET BABY!

I really can't believe that five years has flown by so fast. What happened to the day I brought you home and you snuggled your self in my arms and we both slept in the chair for what seemed like hours.

But like I always do, I make a list of some of my favorite things about you according to your age.

So here you are.

1. I love your laugh, it is infectious.
2. I love how you brush your hair until it is just purfect! I also love how you say perfect.
3. I like how you call me to come pick you up out of bed in the morning and when I do you pat my back.
4. I love that you call your daddy and brother your best buddies.
5. I love that you like to sing church songs and sing them at the top of your lungs.

I love you R2!! Hope you have a great birthday!

Cough, Sneeze, Cough, Gasp, Choke

OK yes we are sick in house of RRMAMA.

R2 has an upper respiratory viral infection that the doctor says will run it's course in about 3-4! 3-4 DAYS!!! He told us what meds to give and thank goodness for such a wonderful mother in law who took him to her house to "get better".

Everyone knows you go to Grandma and Grandpa's to get better. I seriously don't know who is having more fun, R2 or them.

R1 is starting to come down with something. There is some stomach bug going around school and last night on our way to Sparq training he kept rolling the window down like he going to puke.

I could just see me cruising down the highway at 60mph, OK really 70mph, with my child's head hanging out the window with a trail of whatever all over the side of my car and the highway.

NASTY, and moving on!

Other things in our house have been happening to that have me stressed out till I feel as if I'm gonna break. And I just know that when mama is stressed, she tends to have a break down in her immune system and it's only a matter of time before the bottom falls out and I get sick.

So I'm pumping myself full of orange juice and maybe just maybe I won't need a trip a to the doctor.

Y'all have a great day!!

When they want to snuggle

Sometime Sunday afternoon when we got home from the Goodnight Moon production R2 started to run fever.

Well he had started to actually run fever on Saturday but it never got any higher than 99 and I gave him some Tylenol and it was fine, matter of fact it never even slowed him down.

But by Sunday it was a different story. Early that evening I checked his temp and it was 101.2. And Monday was no better. 101-102 all day. I never could get the fever to break. Even after alternating between Tylenol and Motrin.

He didn't want to eat and only wanted to play once the medicine had kicked in.

But one thing he did want to do was snuggle. I will take snuggle time any it's offered. I know it's not long from now neither one of my boys will want to snuggle with mama.

R2 and I climbed in my bed and chilled out most of the day. It was nice, even if it was "sick" snuggles.

Even better the laundry fairy came over and did all the clothes. She knew I was needed else where in the house. And Hubs made the most awesome dinner and cleaned the kitchen spotless! Thanks guys it was much appreciated!!

Runaway Bunny and Good Night Moon

Right now R1 is knee deep in baseball practices. He has practice three times a week. He's been great about keeping his commitment to playing and going to practices. He has only complained once and he was sick so he had a valid reason.

But in all of this practicing, R2 has been doing one of two things staying home with Hubs or myself or being drug out to the ball field or batting cages.

So yesterday I decided it was time for a treat for him. I took him and my niece to see a production of "The Runaway Bunny" and "Goodnight Moon".

It was only an hour long as was completely kid friendly. The company from Canada has being this traveling production for over a year and it did not disappoint.

I enjoyed both but my favorite was Goodnight Moon. They did such a wonderful job of bring the great green room to life. I'm sure it had something to do with the florescent lights and reflective paint they used on the set that just made it so awesome.

the kittens and mittens danced, the little red house had a party going on. The cow really did jump over the moon and the one of the three little bears sitting in chairs danced his way around the room.

But the best part was the little mouse. He climbed all over the fireplace, the walls, the bed, and anything else that his little mouse heart desired.

Hats off to the Mermaid Theater Company of Novia Scotia! Awesome job!!

Last night Hubs had a basketball game so it was just the boys and myself.

I came home, cooked dinner, did a fast clean up and started some laundry.

After that I decided I wanted to try and "pass" at this parenting thing so I turned on the computer and put on some music.

The boys and I danced around the living room to Paramore, Weezer, Train (of course), and few other artists.

It felt wonderful to be silly and laugh and just be in the moment with them. Their smiles and giggles melted my heart and did my wounded spirit some good.

So much so I think we are going to do it again tonight!

Failing

Everyone does it! At some point everyone feels as if they are failing at something.

Lately I have been failing at a lot of things, well at least I feel as if I am.

I failed at cleaning R1's favorite tennis shoes that he wanted to wear.
I failed at doing something with Hubs over the Christmas break that he asked me to do.
I failed at making sure the family had CLEAN socks to wear.
I failed at reading books with R2.
I failed at making sure all phone calls at work were returned.
I failed to start my diet.
I failed to visit my bloggy friends everyday.
I failed at providing healthy snacks for the boys because snack size chips were easier to give.
I failed at having family game time.
I feel as if I am failing this motherhood thing and letting the ones I love the most down.

So many things are pulling me in 9,000 different directions I don't know which one to pick first. And if I tried to do something specific over the past few weeks, I feel as if I failed at it.

Oh, I did finally manage to clean R1's favorite shoes and make sure the laundry was done so everyone has clean socks!

New favorite song

Right now this is my new favorite song. I love it! It's so catchy and up beat.

Toe tappin' and finger snappy. It makes me happy just to listen.

Facebook meme

A few days a ago on Facebook meme came out. Post your bra color as your status to bring awareness to breast cancer.

And I played along. It seemed harmless to me.

Then I read this post which Shannon linked to on her blog today. And it made me stop, hold my breath, and then exhale so slow.

While I have had family members touched by breast cancer along with other cancers, I never thought of this side.

Go read it, IT IS time for action! And don't forget to breathe.

Still Reflecting

Over the past week I have still been reflecting. But this time I have been thinking of my youth.

Thinking of all the things I used to do as a kid. Such as...

Riding my bike with my friends all around our neighborhood without a care in the world.
Spending the night with my grandparents and then going to eat McDonald's in the morning.
Playing at the playground until the lights came on at the apartment complex across the field.
Going to the swimming pool, staying all day and only going home to eat lunch.
Riding mopeds to the 7-11 to get candy.
Coming home after school and then going to Debbie's to babysit.
Going roller skating on Friday nights, Saturday's and Saturday nights.

All that doesn't even put a dent into what else I have been remembering.

But I have been thinking would I let R1 or R2 do these things in today's world. Sadly probably not. And those were some great times for me.

Things are different today than they were 30 or some odd years ago. How my parents did it, I will never know.

So since I'm reflecting, what are some of your best memories as a child? What as the most fun you had?

What to buy

R2 is getting ready to have a birthday. He will be the BIG 5 years old!

The good thing about him turning 5 is no more daycare!! Can I get a woo hoo!!!

And the bad thing is that it is right after Christmas and I always struggle with what to buyhim.

I feel sorry for people who's birthdays fall either right before Christmas or right after. I think they get a raw deal.

Anyway, I am on my game this year I have already booked R2's party and it's weeks away. Hubs and I decided to have his party at this place that indoor inflatables. We been to a few parties at this particular place and the kids love it.

My only problem now is what to get him? Any suggestions???

A list

My mother in makes a list for everything. Normally she has two or three lists going at once.

Hubs always says when she dies on her headstone we are going to put something like this.

Here lies mom with out her list
Now she's in heaven and she's pissed.

Not really but it was to good not to post it.

Right now my "to buy" list is kinda short. And I guess that's a good thing since this is only January 6th.

My list includes the following:

Peanut M&M's
Milk
Lunchables
Toilet Paper
Cascade
Light Bulbs
Oversized Light weight blanket.

The oversized light weight blanket is my solution to the Snuggie. With the events from the other night I decided I didn't want to wear my robe at the ballpark. I figured I would draw less attention to myself if I had a blanket.

OK what's on your list?

Baby it's cold outside!

Ooooooh burr I wish I had fur, I wish I was a bear with furry furry hair, cause it's cold!

Well not a bear with furry hair but maybe a bear with nice sleek styled hair.

Mr Winter has officially paid us a visit. And while we aren't scheduled for snow, we are scheduled for some pretty chilly weather.

Don't get me wrong I love the cold the weather. It's better than the 127 degrees we get in June that lasts until Thanksgiving!

And down here in Southeast Texas cold is 60. And it's going to be hovering around 25-35 for most of the week. I'm almost tempted to go to Walgreen's and purchase myself a Snuggie!

But last night the boys and I had hot chocolate loaded down with marshmallows and we snuggled under the covers and watched TV.

That was until the hot flashes came back that have been bothering for almost a year now, and I threw the covers off as fast as I could.

And it was at the moment I decided the Snuggie was a bad idea. Maybe I'll just put my robe on backwards that way if the flashes continue I can just let my robe slip off my arms. And no one would get mad because I took their covers off and made them spill their hot chocolate and waste all the marshmallows.

Reflecting

So the new year is here. 2010. And I am excited to see what all is in store for me this year. But I have also been reflecting on the past year over the last few days.

Today Pam-Maw has been gone one year. The hurt is still deep but not as raw as it was. And I still miss her deeply.

I turned 40 in March. 40! Still can't believe that. What in the heck happened to 20 and 30. Life is really like a roll of toilet paper, the closer to the end the faster it goes!

I lost my job in June. But on the positive side, I got to spend all summer with my boys and in July I got a new job with the most awesome benefits I could have ever imagined. When God closes one door He truly opens a much better one.

We didn't have to evacuate for a hurricane. That was a blessing right there. I don't know if I could have stomached another hurrication.

The next thing I knew I was picking out Halloween costumes and planning Thanksgiving dinner.

Christmas came and with it a frenzy of flying wrapping paper. R1 grew up a little bit, he no longer believes in Santa Claus. He believes there is a Santa but he knows that Hubs and I buy his gifts, wrap them, and put them out for him. But it was still a great Christmas. Spent a lot of time with family and friends. We didn't rush or hurry, we made it as relaxed as we wanted and I think it helped us to really enjoy our time off.

And with this new year comes the new years resolution. And I have made one. I have resolved not to have any resolutions. I just want to spend time with my family and friends.

I hope each of you have a wonderful year! And like I have said before...Life is like a roller coaster with all of it's ups and downs...we just have to hang on for the ride!