To be fit, or not to be

Yes, my blogging is down. It is because of something sinister!! Something that brings the worst out in me.......


My dang Wii Fit!



There I am, that's me in the light blue, I'm the Mii ready to go. All the others are sleeping except Aysha. Cause we are the only two that are constantly battling with the Wii Fit.


Just a close up of me

Here's a close up of Child Husband. For some reason Wii won't let you put in more than 8 or 9 charactors in for a Mii.

You know Wii Fit is EVIL because it doesn't sweet talk you.


Oh that is 3.1 pounds since yesterday!!!!


Evil Wii Fit then gave me a list of choices of why I'm gaining weight. I skipped the honest answers like "eating too much" and choose "I don't know".

There is no pulling the Wool over the eye's of Evil Wii Fit.

Now I was kicking some Sherrill butt on Wii Fit's Advance Step Aerobics, but then she passed me, which is good, makes me work harder at it. But for some EVIL reason, my Wii Fit is not recording all my side steps on it. Notice the gray area's on the bottom. Gray means I missed those steps. I didn't miss them and now every time I do it, it shows missed steps.
I will NEVER beat Sherrill if it keeps giving me misses and I think it is off on the "perfects" also, cause I'm pretty sure I've done this enought to be "perfect" on each step.

I spent this long doing the Advance Step Arerobics today and Sherrill is still way ahead of me!

One day I almost passed out doing this and had to lay down. I told Child Husband to make sure he dressed me if I stroked out. Oh wait, did I just admit to exercising with nothing on? hee hee
Good thing I can't make my Mii naked ain't it! Actually I do wear a tank and undies.


Evil Wii Fit even keeps track of how often it controls you.


I do like the fact that after working out for over an hour, EWF does make me lose some weight.

No it ain't just water weight, cause I drank water while working out. I swear I saw fat dripping off of me.


And a word out to my beautiful Brazilian Friend Karine. I know you probably tried to translate this post and didn't get far. But all you need to know is this......


Nintendo bad, very, very BAD!

To be fit, or not to be

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FRIDAY FRAGMENTS

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On Monday, Mercede's teacher called me because she wondered why Mercede was saying "I'm going to go home and smoke cigarettes." over and over... Hmmmmmmmm WHY could that be????
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What do you get when you cross some electrical cords, electrical tape, Styrofoam cooler and a thermostat?

I'm not sure, but I will let you know when ,MacGyver Child Husband gets done with it. As long as it doesn't end up like his project with the pvc piping, flashlights and mini cam.
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Cheyenne probably feels negleted that I don't post about her much. But that is cause she is the "good" one. Except for 6 days out of each month.
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The 18th was my son Christopher's 25th Birthday. I haven't seen him in over 2 1/2 years. He lives in Ohio with his birth mom. My girls and I miss him and need to make a road trip to see him.
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Yesterday I stopped by the Pennies in My Pocket blog and bought $150 worth of certificates to some great restaurants for only $12 dollars. That sale ended yesterday and I almost missed it because I stopped by her blog so late. I've got to remember to hit this blog early everyday cause I'm going to be eating good the next two months :)
UPDATE: Sale on gift certificates now ends on Monday.
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I lost three pounds last week, but then Child Husband brought home Krispie Creme donuts and I ate 5 of them in 12 hours.

Please don't tell my peeps at


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Today, Friday, Mercede came home from school with this shirt, I think her teacher is trying to make a point!





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I think tomorrow, I should get rid of my puking pumpkin. I don't think he will be with us by Thanksgiving. What do you think?


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What to do with Child Husband!

Yesterday I headed upstairs for a meeting. If you haven't read my blog long and are confused about the "upstairs" statement. Let me explain. I'm a Home Coordinator for an organization that provides supports to adults with disabilities. I also happen to be the live-in staff, which means I do overnights from Sunday to Thursday (I have Friday and Saturday nights off, as long as my weekend relief staff isn't on vacation). It is a large home, and my family and I live in the bottom and the individuals live upstairs. I have two staff at all times(during the day) that assist with the three people that live upstairs. Anywho, yesterday I was typing up some paperwork and had to run upstairs for a meeting. I told Child Husband not to let the kids near one section of our apartment, because I had the work laptop on the floor. I was in the meeting with my supervisor and a case manager from the regional center, when the phone rang upstairs. One of my staff answered it and handed it to me. Child husband was on the phone and says "I don't know who this lap top belongs to, but I just stepped on it and broke it." I hung up and sat there stunned and with tears brimming in my eye's. How was I going to pay for this lap top. The case manager asked me if I needed time to compose myself "I told her I didn't" But I did. I then ran down stairs, only to find out.......................

That it was a JOKE!

Oh yes.......... I was so mad at Child Husband. He told me he didn't realize I was in a meeting. I said "What part of "I got to run upstairs for a meeting" did you not get?"

Anywho, since this is my 100th post, really was my 101 post but I deleted one so it could be my 100th and I told you I was going to give away Child Husband.

Instead of having you comment to see who wins him. I have already done the honors of picking out someone whom I think he will be perfect for.

I have called this woman a "skank" and I was a little worried about the word, since I wasn't for sure about the meaning. I didn't want to be using a very fowl word, so I had to look "Skank" up.

I found this definition for it that fits her to a T.

Skank is a term for a person who may be repugnant for reasons of hygiene.

Yesterday on her blog she posted this post about her odor, she also must of guessed I was going to refer to this post, since she made it easier for you to access the descriptive events that lead up to her needing to carry Lysol in her purse

Today Skank Heather won George Clooney. Now, I know that NikkiCrumpet was afraid that if she didn't rig her contest by rubbing raw meat on the Skank Heather dog biscuit (confused? Then go here), that Skank Heather would stalk her and leave her "repugnant" imprints upon the lovely home of Mrs. Crumpet.

I do want to thank those of you who backed me up against the Evil Skank. Kari and Heathersister, you gave it your all and I thank you. Sometimes it may seem that evil prevails, but in the end The Good triump!

So Odorous, Skanky Heather, winner of my George Clooney photo, here is your prize from my 100th post giveaway.





Care Instruction: He likes to sleep til noon, eat only fried meat that comes out of a window, and perfers to sit or sleep on sofa at all times while in a home invironment. He likes to be watered frequently with Kool-ade, Gatorade and Pepsi. He perfers to spend all his wake hours playing War Of Warcraft and communicating with other tecno nerds. If he seems aggitated or bored, a broken TV, video camera or computor may be placed in front of him for short periods. If you are needing to distract him for longer periods, you may put an XBox, Playstation or Smart phone in from of him to modify. Please be sure to leave him a meat strainer, duct tape and a soder iron for these larger projects. Important to remember: He gets sick easily and you must have ready at all times a vocabulary of "Poor baby, what can I do to for you?" phrases available to assist him thru his "I'm so sick and can't take care of the kids" days:)

What to do with Child Husband!

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FRIDAY FRAGMENTS

My new bumper magnet must be working. It says "Sorry Officer, I thought you wanted to race" Because so far all the cops behind me haven't pulled me over. Even though I was speeding and also my tailight was out. I tried sticking my hand out the window and making handsigns, even though I can't remember which driving siganl means I am turning right. So I just tried to finger spell it in ASL.

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My father finally worked up the courage to post a comment on my blog. His ID was Skifeet (don't ask). Now after all these months of lurkdom, I wonder if I can persuade him to open his own blog he can post his own naked pictures
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I got into my only pair of jeans again. Yes, I had a HUGE muffin top, but that is beside the point. Tomorrow I start a one week adventure of going vegetarian. Child Husband is fixing my favorite meat dish as we speak, the jerk!
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I've had no calls about Mercede's bad behavior at school this week. But maybe that is cause they are sending it home on notes now.
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NikkiCrumpet is giving away a Fab signed George Clooney photo, unfortunately skank Heather is trying to undermind me by paying or threatning others to comment on her behalf. Feel free to go over and tell Nikki how I deserve George each comment on my behalf, will earn 100 dollars
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Tomorrow, I'm going to have to put on the gloves and do those dishes :(
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thoughts

Mercede, Mercede, Mercede (said to the tune of Marsha, Marsha, Marsha)

Why do you feel the need to put on your coat and back pack over your pajama's, while watching TV?

And why do you insist on wearing shoes that are over three years old?

Aysha, why won't you wear clothes in the house? And why are you laying under the cushion of that NASTY, UGLY sofa, your father picked up off the curb of a neighbors home ?

Child husband, please do the dishes! I decided I will not do them. I did fill the water for you (added half beach since I know your allergic to it). I'm going to add more bleach everyday til you do them!

thoughts

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Deep thoughts

Ok, I'm lying to you. No deep thoughts at all. Heck, not even sure I have a thought process anymore, it is gone, in a black hole.

I worked 101 hours this week, yes in one week, yes it is possible. Not possible to keep your sanity though. I haven't read but maybe two post this week, all I had time for. I only checked my email every 3 days and then didn't check much of it.

I had staffing issues and health issues come up at work, which affected how much I had to work. I slept very little. I'm getting ready to do a shift that starts at 1030pm and will end sometime tomorrow evening.

My kids are with my parents (I love my parents) and my husband is NOW at work, though he was home ALL week and didn't do one dish. I worked my butt off and he couldn't do a lousy dish. Cause he didn't feel like it. I'm almost at a 100 post, should I have a giveaway involving Child Husband?? Would any of you comment if I did? Or would you be afraid to win him.

Now off to do a WEEKS worth of dishes and will also be leaving a note for my child husband to tell him that Santa ain't leaving him any gifts this year!

Deep thoughts

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This is freaking me out!

Yesterday, I made the big appointment to take place on Oct 13th. To see about having no more babies, a sterilization. And they want to put these nickle coils/springs in my tubes.This is the Essure method that most OBGYN's recommend now instead of Tubal Ligation (Tubal can be reversable, Essure procedure can't be). Ok, no big deal..... til I see the picture. Okay, I was picturing something the size of a tack. Oh and the skin grows thru the coils blocking up the tubes. I'm freaking out and think Child Husband needs to go get neutered. He cringes at the thought of it and says he can't do it. But I'm wondering if Bob Barker can talk him into it ;)

This is freaking me out!

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Whining, Wii Fit, and OMGOSH Mercede NO!

Poor Cheyenne didn't get her special birthday post up :( But I took her out to eat, ate a spice I am allergic too and spent the rest of the evening curled up on the sofa, crying and whining for over 6 hours (not to mention the endless trips to the bathroom).

Child husband bought Cheyenne (and me) a Wii Fit. Wii Fit told Child Husband that his fitness level is that of a 40 year old, and he is only 28. That cracked me up. Wii Fit told cougar me that my fitness level is that of a 28 year old(and I turn 40 next week). Okay, I know that Wii Fit is a Liar. But let me bast in the glow for a bit.

Wii Fit did tell 4 of us that we were overweight (Wii Fit flew into the trash for a nap), only Mercede my not even 4'6, 76 pound girl girl was in "normal" range.

The really cool thing is that my 4 year old daughter did so well on one of the balance games. She got an Amateur scoring her first try (normally you just get Beginner).

I was able to crawl off the sofa long enough to get dirty foot prints on the Wii Fit pad, then I went back to whining.

I wonder if it will ever get used again?

In other news, school has only been in session for less than a week and Mercede just started High School. In that time, she has done so many things that I really want to beat discipline her for. I'm not going to go into them because they are so bad(even though ever one I tell about it laughs their butts off). But I knew the girl would be trying to see how much she can get away with. Last year on her bus, she mooned some kids and told them to "kiss her butt" (you know if I am tell you this story that the other ones must be really bad). How she did not get a bus ticket for that is beyond me. But her sister got a bus ticket for kissing her boyfriend on the bus. Course, Mercede has countless bus tickets, so guess she didn't need more. I could paper her wall with them. Her teacher and para's of past, thought the bus drivers were lying about her. I knew that if she can get away with something, she will. The teachers she had in the pass didn't let anything get by, but I'm afraid this year the teacher has no idea what she is in for. If I sign a note that the teacher can use duct tape, will that be legal?

Whining, Wii Fit, and OMGOSH Mercede NO!

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Something that went thru my mind today

Child Husband, Child Husband,
How does your garden grow?
With little care, and rotting plants,
And terra cotta pots all in a row.

Something that went thru my mind today

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Vacation Part II: Picture Overload

Child Husband and Aysha Brat on the Poudre River



Mercede doing her "Twentyone" hand thing, to remind us that she will be drinking this beer when she turns 21.



Don't worry, it wasn't Mercede's Beer but my sister Kristi's.



My Child Husband messed up alot of my pictures because he set the lens to manual mode and didn't tell me. He told me I should of read the directions, ummmmm like that would help! Geeze. so I got alot of pictures like this. Which would of been a good picture if not for a blur. The second house is the one we stayed in. The boy is my nephew Cole.



My sister says that I never post good pictures of her. Here you go Kristi.



Now a I think a really good picture of Kristi is one that we can drool over her husband in it. she thought I was just taking a picture of her ;)



I always tell Aysha I'm going to find her a new Daddy, one that will take her more places. So here is her new Daddy, Krisit's husband!! lol (Course Kristi, thinks she should be her new mommy too)



Aysha's says "This is why I'm getting a new daddy!" "Wake up Daddy, we are in the mountains, lets go for a walk, we can't spend all day playing your PS3 on the Big screen. Even though I know you really want a big TV now and am begging mom to put one in our 5x5 front room"




Aysha "Course maybe I will take Kristi as my new mom, cause my mom is weird, sittin up on that bar with the coffee drink. My daddy also takes really bad pictures doesn't he?"



Grandpa Orval says "I had that 9 foot trout right up to the rock, before he slipped away"



But my mom loves her story telling man anyway!! lol




"Look Mommie, daddy took a picture and got everyone in it, wow. Maybe I'll keep him as my daddy."





Why do my girls have to do be weird posers for pictures?



Well that is all for now folks, I've still got a few more vacation post. I will leave you with these last pictures of Cheyenne's triumph to get to the ROCK!

Vacation Part II: Picture Overload

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Vacation Part I: Tickets and Crickets

We left Sunday night after my Child Husband got off work at 10:30 pm. I had to drive cause Child Husband made me. So as I am speeding thru Kansas City at 1am, I get pulled over for speeding. Yes, I just know I posted about getting a speeding ticket like a month ago. NO I did not follow my own advice and poke at my eye's to start the crying, cause that only works on the city police, this was a Trooper and that kind of stuff never works on them. They are too busy making diamonds up their bums (Ain't that right E "who never reads my blog", your Sarge probably has a whole mine by now). Anywho I took my ticket, and was on my merry way. Around 4am we stopped in Lincoln, NE to get a hotel. We stopped at a Days Inn and there was BLOOD all around the front door. My husband told me that the clerk said some woman had cut herself and needed to use the phone. So we drive all the way around the building and get out and there is Blood everywhere going in a LONG trail back to the front door. I'm thinking the woman must of slit her wrist cause you don't spurt like that over a reg cut. I'm kicking myself for not getting pictures to post!! lol You know you want to see them. Anywho, we wake up the next day to finish our journey to Poudre Canyon. We need to get there before dark. Child Husband gets obsessed with things and decided he had to have crickets to fish with, even though I told him you use Salmon eggs to catch the trout. So he pulls off in this town in the middle of No Where Nebraska to find a bait shop. He finds out there is a lake nearby and he is sure we are going to find crickets there. TWO HOURS later, we are still in No Where, Nebraska, but found no crickets. But we did find this lovely Soda machine...



WAIT, That ain't a Diet Dew but Leeches... OMGosh




This sign was also in the same town, can anyone explain what pickles got to do with bingo???




Needless to say after our two hour cricket stop, we got to our destination after dark.

Vacation Part I: Tickets and Crickets

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My Child Husband

Well Mr. "I'm 11 years younger than you" child husband, shaved off his facial hair so he can look 12 again and make me look like his grandmother (since with facial hair, people already think I am his mother). He best grow back some man hair before our vacation to Colorado this summer. Otherwise I might trade him in for some rugged mountain man that is old enough to be my father. That would teach him!!

My Child Husband

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Okay, so is it okay to beat your husband??

You didn't think it was okay to beat my children, but surely a husband is different. Mercede and Cheyenne are away at Camp Wonderland. I have been working alot and I promised Aysha I would take her swimming at the recreation center we have a membership at (had one for three months and have only been 2 times). I got off work around 5:30pm and Mike went fishing with the boys. Aysha and I had some pizza (thanks to my horrid husband for leaving it in the fridge to wreck my diet, on purpose I am sure), and we drove over to the ARC (that is what it is called and no I don't know what it stands for, but yes, I know it has the same initials as another organization). Well, I didn't have my drivers license and couldn't get a locker so we had to drive back home. I find it and we drive back. It is almost 8pm. I have to have a pager on me at all times for work and I bought a water tight container to put it in. So I get a page at 8:10, it has 4 numbers, I know it is my dh cause it is part of his numbers and even though he works for the same place I do, and has for 7 years, he isn't a master of it yet. So pager goes off again with his proper number. I'm ignoring it cause it IS MY HUSBAND and my phone is out in the car. Well at 8:30pm he pages me with his number and a 911 after it. I want to ignore it, cause I know he just gets upset when he can't get ahold of me (thinks I'm laying dead in a ditch, lol) but Aysha and I want to swim. But I think my phone is out in the car, if the camp calls me they can't get thru so maybe they called Mike. So we had to leave the pool and get dressed. I get to my car and call him and tell him that it better be a life and death manner. Nope, he just wondered what we were doing! Grrrrrrrr Aysha told me she will find us a new daddy that will let her swim longer! She is so smart!

Okay, so is it okay to beat your husband??

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When you rob the cradle, this is what you get.....

"Was that your son that brought the girls in the other day" ask the dental receptionist.

"Ummmmmmmmmm, nooooooooo that was my husband"


The best one was when we were at the laundry mat years ago and Mike looked years younger than he was (then he married me and started looking his age, ha ha). He was getting on my nerves joking around and I was being smart with him. The lady besides us says "My son acts that way too sometimes". I say " Oh he isn't my son, he is my boyfriend." Lady looks disgusted and walks away and says not another word.

Man, I'm dreading the day I turn 50 and he will still be in his 30's and I might hear "What would your grandmother like to order?"

When you rob the cradle, this is what you get.....

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Men will be boys! UGH!

My husband and my husbands brother always joke about the time my husbands brother was playing with a knife and ran it thru his leg, when they were boys. They laugh and talk about how funny it is. Guess my husband thought he needs a story to talk about. Tonight he was playing with my miniature stapler and stapled himself! Do they ever grow up?

Men will be boys! UGH!

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