the RaMbLeR

Oh yea! I have sparked your interest now, haven't I?

I have been a busy little girl, huh? LOL.... this may be the one time that it is NOT all about ME!

February 16th 1966, 43 years ago, a cute little toe-headed baby boy was born the baby of eight. He would grow to be a ornery but cute, long haired (especially back in those days) little boy. Then into a confident fun, popular teen. That's when I snagged him up. While he was young and ignorant....oh wait...he was smart but I could still 'train' him. Ok, so I was younger but I swear I acted ... more mature. ;)

So, anyway, the party was for hubby for his 43rd birthday. And, too bad for him, there were no drugs or alcoholic hookers there. It was a party for just us, in this household. Hubby (the birthday boy), me, BA, Taz and Roo.

I bought the ingredients to make a huge chocolate chip cookie for him but was running out of time since I was still working. When BA came home from school I asked if he would make the cookie and I would add icing once it cooled. So, he did. His first time ever. He did a great job...and then I let it cook too long. :( Those big ole cookies are hard to get the whole thing cooked just right. We still have been eating it, even though it's a little crunchy (hard). It is great if you heat a little up in the microwave and put a little ice cream on top...then it softens up a little. Yum!




On to the drugs! It is NOT what you think...I don't do drugs! Well, not any more.... ;) I'm sure there may be some I need to be checking into for my sanity but....ya know?

Have they found a drug that truly works on your memory? Maybe I really DO need that one. So, every single day that I take Roo to school I take what meds he will need while he is there for the day.

He really doesn't take that many compared to some others I know but still...it takes all I've got to remember everything. I can handle remembering what & when & how much....it's just remembering where I put the stupid bottles.

I know, you will say, always put it in the same place then you won't lose it. Well, I try! It just doesn't always work that way for me.

Tuesday I took Roo to school and put the pill bottle in my jacket pocket. As I came into the house, the hubby comes in, so I was immediately distracted. I knew I felt the bottle while talking to him and thought I set it on the counter so I could call in a refill. There were only 2.5 pills left. I searched everywhere that night and the next morning, called the neurologists office to make sure it wouldn't kill him to miss one dose and ended up calling the pharmacy.

Whew, he will be okay to miss one dose. So, I had to get the refill and was still searching everywhere. I finally found them. Duh, in the little basket that I keep the meds in. Ok, whatever, I'm losing it!! But, at least, I found them.

Now, the whole alcoholic hooker deal! Again, let me say, this is NOT about me! Although, I could never be a hooker and NOT be in a constant state of alcoholic stupor!

One of my twitter buds goes to a local college and tweeted that as she passed another class, they were talking about brothels and different types of prostitutes.

I asked if she went in to listen to the lecture and she let me know she did NOT...but she did wonder what class that really was.

Then another twitter bud said she had been mistaken for a hooker. She explained it was on her phone. At least it was not in person.

Bud #1 had to speak to her boss after a dentist appointment and said she sounded drunk. Therefore, she was the alcoholic hooker! I asked if we needed to come do an intervention!

Last little fragment for this week.........my two older boys need to be just a little more like their baby brother when it comes to letting me take their picture. How am I ever supposed to get this stupid aperture thing figured out if I don't have any test dummies? LOL!

I 'tried' to sneak in a pic of Taz and he hid his head. I was a little more sneaky than he was and clicked just as he lowered his arms to look up. You see the dirty look he is giving me? Good thing he is still handsome with that sour face!



Then, on another night, I was going to practice again on BA. He was laying on the floor playing with Roo but as soon as I turned my camera on, I got this...



I even had to literally sit on his belly/chest, holding his arms down with my knees and still couldn't get a good pic cause he was wiggling me around everywhere. At least he was laughing instead of giving me dirty looks...this time. And V was trying to help me by gnawing on his arm to pull it away. She's a good helper like that!

Then, there is Roo! Sweet Roo! Who generally as soon as he sees the red light from the flash on my camera pointed at him, will let out a single giggle and as soon as I start clicking he gets all cracked up! I just wanna smooch this adorable applesauce face!



Hope to see you Monday.....my baby Roo will turn 2 years old!!