Wednesday, October 29, 2008

We Were The 80's

Welcome to the 80's! It's 80's day! 

In the 80's I carried a Disc Camera at all times
that is why my pictures are all blurry.

In the 80's, you didn't get your hair colored at the Salon, you got a bottle of Sun Inthen you regretted it and went to the Salon

In the 80's I shaved both sides of my head thank goodness I have no photo's of it, and was

also able to hide it under the rest of my hair. But my sister totally rocked the Cyndi

Lauper hair style!

In the 80's, it was scary to eat at Taco Bell if I was working there!
Yes, I think the cheese fell out of my mouth and back into that pan.

In the 80's you could wear your underwear over your clothes as long as you had your Swatch Watch on and Add a Bead necklace.

no I didn't really wear the outfit out like that...........that I can remember.

In the 80's it was a male magnet to wear two swatch watches at the same time, a bonus if one had a swatch guardYes, I found a photo with me wearing two, just look closely, but that shirt is hideous and those glasses.

In the 80's, blue eye shadow was in with green mascara

In the 80's I also went thru ALOT of blue eyeliner
ok, so I thought it looked good then

In the 80's I didn't have a Raspberry Beret
but I had a nice Cherry one

In the 80's it was popular to take photo's with your friends in the bathroomwith that handy dandy disc camera

In the 80's it was also popular for your boyfriends parents to take photo's of you doing your hair in the BATHROOM after you went swimmingand were running late to your Taco Bell job
had to get their in time to drool in the cheese bin again.

Yes I will get on with the story now

In the 80's on Christmas night 1986, just hours after this photo was taken

of me rocking my swatch watch shirt and swatch watch, and 80's hair and earrings

Little did I know that I would be arrested. Why you ask? Well I was at my Taco Bell Christmas Party, which was held on Christmas night right up my street at a supervisors home. My sisters boyfriend asked me to drive him home, which was clear across town. I should of said "no" and drove the 2 blocks to my house. But I drove him home..........well okay, I didn't drive him home. I drove him all around town cause I was stupid and he asked me too. He had me drive him to a hotel which he stole the exit sign from, then he had me drive him around to find those big signs on ground that are lit up and have the letter wordings on them. He was stealing the letters off of them. I was the get away driver. We also ran another errand I will get to later. Well on about our 10th sign, he was juggling light bulbs when a police car drove up. The cop made us go all around town putting the letters back on the signs. BUT then the cop found out that one of the hotel exit signs was broken. So he arrested us.

In the 80's, if you were arrested, you got to drive yourself to jail, okay, maybe not for everyone, but he had me drive to the station to be processed. Weird huh. I should of out ran him;)

You also called your mother and told her to bring $100 that you had just gotten for Christmas, to the jail to bond you out.......hanging up on her when she started screaming.
In the 80's it was best to try and stop your mother from calling the newspaper to keep your name out of the paper. Because that would cause them to make a HUGE article with your name in it, when it normally would of been your name in little print under the arrest part of the paper. Not a WHOLE separate piece. Sadly, I didn't keep the paper. I didn't realize it would make for good blogging over 20 years later ;)

In the 80's, it was probably not a good thing to go by your ex boyfriends

HOME, and leave the sign letters that were stolen in his yard spelling out some bad words with his name in the beginning. Because he NEVER would of known it was you, if it wasn't for that HUGE piece in the paper about you being involved with the theft of letters off of signs.

Monday, October 27, 2008

I was Double Dogged Dared

Lynette to post a lovely photo of my father......right after he got out of

the shower, in only his shorts (but holding his pants) prancing

around. I was
Double Dogged Dared to post this photo for his

71rst birthday today.

BUT..........First I want to say a few things.

Dad, I love you, and I know I always get you the crappiest birthday gifts ( a month or two after your birthday, if I do get you anything). Then there is that problem of me never remembering your birthday. You know how I always get the dates mixed up and think it is the 29th (I called Kristi on Sat to confirm the date), and mom NORMALLY gives me a reminder call (your lucky I remembered mom, your slacking), and I am normally too busy working to come visit you (nothing has changed in that area). But I do love you and you have been the best father a daughter could want. You are always there for me when I need you (with twenty dollar bills...... ok, you know I don't do mushy well), your'll drive three hours to my home to babysit on a three hour notice. You do so much for me and I'll never be able to repay you. Over the years I have learned so much about you that I never suspected. I would of never pictured you as the caretaker you are. I'm choking all up thinking about how you cared for your brother and sister during their last stages of life. How you didn't want to leave their sides because you wanted to be there if they needed you, til the end. You amaze me with your strength father. I'm glad I took after you (with the exception of the quick temper, of course, lol).

Happy 71rst Birthday Dad.

And because I was dared, here is that half naked picture of you...


Whew, now that wasn't so bad was it??????

Just a reminder to everyone else...

Don't forget about
We Were the 80's Day on this Thursday (Mr. Linky is up)

Monday, October 13, 2008

Welcome to my Ativan induced Blogstophere!

Welcome all my SITSTA's! You came at the perfect time. While you are visiting, I'm might be at the hospital getting fixed, refer to this post for more information on that lovely topic. October is Breast Cancer Awareness month and it is also Down Syndrome Awareness month. Something I know alot about, since my two oldest brats teen daughter's have down syndrome. Mercede is 18 and Cheyenne is 16. They have a rarer form of down syndrome called Translocation Trisomy 21. It is the only form of down syndrome that can be inherited. And you guessed it, I am a carrier. It's all good. God knew I would love one of them so much, he gifted me with two. I'm married to Child Husband, so called because he is 11 years younger than me, and also cause he acts like a baby child. I've got two other children Chris and Aysha and a pet fish that I hate, cause it ate 75 dollars worth of snails, crabs and fish

I started this blog after a friend of mine Meredith adopted two children with down syndrome from the Ukraine. She went thru Reece's Rainbows International Adoption Ministry. I started stalking adoption blogs from Reece's. They are saving children with down syndrome (and other disabilities) from being put in a institution where they may die early from starvation and neglect. I fir
st heard about SITS on a site where a woman had adopted three children with down syndrome. I'm so glad I did. I've made many new bloggy friends but I'll post about that tomorrow on the BIG SITS DAY!!

In honor of it being Down Syndrome Awareness month, I'll direct you to my friend Renee's Blog She has a beautiful daughter Kennedy with down syndrome whom has braved cancer and neck surgery this last year. She is blogging 31 days for T21 and has a contest going on where you can win a gift basket. You can also learn alot about down syndrome over there. Over here your just going to learn how crazy my family is and why I carry a script for Ativan in my purse!!

Oh and I'm going to host a We Were the 80's day on October 30th. It will be a day to show off your stylist 80's photo's (if your were born before then). Just email (email is listed in my profile) me a link to your blog and I'll post it up on the 30th.

Thanks for stopping by. If I make it out of the hospital, you should hear from me by Tuedays night, if you don't, then send money to my family;) Do say some prayers for Tiffany today as she is going into the hospital today for a more serious surgery than I.

Yikes, they posted early today!! I'm not done with my post, oh no!! I'd better get this thing up!

Update: I had no idea they were putting me out and putting a breathing tube in for this procedure. I almost walked out. All is good though. I just slept my SITS day away!! lol

Saturday, October 11, 2008

The Pumpkin Festival from H...................................

Saturday, my only day partially off. I say partially because I am still on pager, and I get at least six calls from my staff on Saturdays. Today I slept in and then while I was still in my undies (I knew you would want that information) I emailed Rhea a few times about the trip my family were going to take to the Hartsburg Pumpkin Festival. We finally got on the road and were two miles outside Hartsburg at 1pm. AT 2pm, we were still two miles outside Hartsburg. Mercede was throwing a fit in the back of the car. I had Cheyenne and Aysha spraying her with their squirt water bottles, as I couldn't reach her myself. We finally hit Hartsburg right before 3pm. Then I saw the population sign, I was scared. This town puts on a festival that has thousands of people that attend and THIS is their population.....


I did find out why it took two hours to move 2 miles, look at the detour they had us go thru..


We finally hit the festival and I spot a pumpkin snow man. So cute..


Then we have to drive thru, yes thru the festival!! Do you know how long it takes to move thru all these people walking in front of you?


Then I finally find a parking place next to the corn field and Children of the Corn scenes race thru my mind. I wait a few minutes in my car, to make sure Malachai doesn't pop out at us.


We have only two hours to spend at the festival because it ends at 5pm. It was two hours too long!lol Mercede was on a roll, and I had to call my husband to tell him I might have to sacrifice Mercede to "He Who Walks Behind the Rows". Mercede got lucky as I never ran into Isaac. We did find some pumpkins. Mercede had some choice words when she found out I wasn't going to carry one of them back to the car.


Their were some interesting sights to see like this dog, his name is Cajun (bet you couldn't figure that out)


Oh and they had funnel cakes, wait it gets better they had funnel cakes with lots of bavarian creme on top. I wanted to snap a picture, I really did, but we ate it too quick but I did snap this photo of Aysha with some traces of it on her.


Ok, so it wasn't all bad, I found these crafts, and I took the lady's card, so now my family will know what they are getting for Christmas (the lady's card, ha ha).


After Mercede and I wrestled near the Baptist Church (I was just trying to baptist her), we decided it was time to head home, well that and the fact it was 5pm. I noticed that we must of missed Malachai, as he had left some marks of his sickle in this pumpkin next to the corn field.


As we are pulling out of the corn field, we are made to detour to a country road. Then it ends and their are two ways to take, no directions on either way. Cars in front of me turn both ways, so I choose right. A car going the opposite way flags me down and ask if I know how to get to the highway. I was going to ask them the same. So after I go that way awhile, I turned around and went the other way, and then I turned around again and headed back the way I started.... and then I turned again, cause I stopped someone whom knew where to go. I traveled on this back road to "no where" forever. I can't see anything from the dust.


Then there was this bridge, yikes, are their words..


I really thought that this was going to be like those movies of them small towns that lure tourist to their deaths. But we did make it home. I stopped at Wal-Mart to buy Mercede a pumpkin to stuff her in, I also got a picture of the crafts the girls picked out. I had to take the photo by my favorite spider Bert. Bert is only one of the few hundred spiders that have taken over our home.


This post is dedicated to Insane Momma and her Halloween contest. Go check it out here.

Friday, October 10, 2008

My Favorite Antique: Pee Boy

Ever since I was a child I always loved looking at
a curio shelf at my grandmothers house. She had this little figuring that was so interesting. My mother said they have had it since she was a little girl, they bought it at a fair (or maybe won it). Pee boy is now over 50 years old !! He has a little container of pee that has stayed intact for over 50 years. As a child ( and an adult,lol) I loved making the pee go back and forth in it's little container. I always told my grandmother that after she passed, I was going to take Pee Boy. And Pee Boy is now unfortunately mine. He still fascinates me. He is dirty, he looks the same as the day I brought him home.


I store him in another antique I love, that was my grandmothers. The bowl matched a piggy bank I had. I later found out that same person made them. I don't have good pictures of them, they have lovely color swirls going thru them (you can kinda see it on the pig).
The sad thing is, with my kids, I doubt Pee Boy, the Pee Boy Bowl or my Piggy bank will survive the next 5 years.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Out of the mouth of babes..

Today I sneezed, yelled something and then ran to the bathroom.

Aysha comes into the bathroom and says "Mommy, did you pee your pants?"

Me: "No, No, no I didn't. What makes you think that?"

Aysha: "Cause when you sneezed you said a bad word."

Well that is nice to know that it wasn't my action of running to the bathroom pulling my pants down!

Monday, October 6, 2008

Mercede takes on Richard Simmon's

Mercede was a huge Barney fan while growing up. Needless to say, a mom can only take so much. So I banned her from Barney. Mercede was so upset that she went thru all my video's looking for something she liked. Then in the corner cabinet, under five inches of dust, she found Dancing to the Oldies. For the next few years Mercede worked out with Richard every single day. During the summer she worked out 3 hours a day, while I laid on the sofa eating chocolate and cheese curls shouting "Go Mercede! Go Mercede!" She was his biggest fan........well okay, probably his smallest (wink, wink).

To cut a long story short. I pulled Mercede from school so she could attend a Woman's Conference in our home town that Richard Simmon's was going to be at. Surrounded by hundreds of large women (me being one of them), little, tiny, skinny Mercede worked out with them/us. She was near the front of the stage and Richard called her up on stage. Mercede is so happy to meet him! Oh Look at her face. When she does that mouth open, eye's rolled up toward heaven look, you know that she is on super excitement mode.

He pulls her to the front of the stage, and then Mercede lost it. She slapped him away. While we didn't get THAT photo, we did get the priceless look on his face after it happened.


If you ever meet Mercede, she will tell you her version of the story. It goes something like this......

"I slapped Richard Simmon's and made him cry."

While she did slap Richard, and while he did cry. It isn't a whole truth, since he was crying on stage about 15 minutes before she slapped him. But hey, her version makes for a better story.

Friday, October 3, 2008


October is National Down Syndrome Awareness Month. I thought I would post some pictures of my girls when they were younger,as I don't have time to do anything else! lol

I also want to say that this is also National Breast Cancer Awareness month. I'm very fortunate to not know very many people affected by this. I do have one bloggy friend whom is a survivor. Give Kris a shout out, she deserves it!