nonblogging

OMG! i haven't posted a blog in almost 2 years!! i better get back to it soon!

were losers....but we looked good doing it...

well, we lost, but it has never felt so good! nobody expected us to win, or to even contend for that matter. we were playing the undefeated colts, at home, as a 12 point underdog. but wow did we look good for the first time all season!

honestly, i haven’t been the best titans fan this year. it seems for the last three or four years they have sent my favorite players packing. first went the freak, then dyson, then my ever favorite, derrick mason and then mcnair was the final straw. don’t get me wrong, i understand that football is a business, but mcnair gave us so many great years and we sent him to pasture way to early. not to mention the asshole tactics they used to make the separation that much more bitter. (i am sure he and mason are reveling in their 4-0 record while were 0-5!)

i hadn’t even planned on watching today’s game. as i told my son, i expected us to get stomped. and not just any stomping, but a payton manning stomping! so imagine my surprise as i stood there washing dishes, mouth gaping, as young ran it in for that touchdown! i was ecstatic! and it just kept getting better! by the time we robbed them of that touchdown at the goal line, manning was visually frustrated and we were looking good.

even though we lost it, we played one hell of a game! 214 yards rushing, a touchdown, and two field goals against the colts make’s for a good day indeed. and the fact that we held the colts, who lead the league in points per game and average something like 31 points per game, to a mere 14 hard to come by points is amazing! by the end, i had begun to scare the children with my random outburst’s at the screen! it’s been awhile since i’ve been that into a game.

hopefully, we can keep up the effort. who knows…maybe next week we’ll win!

give me strength....

i hate mornings anyway, but the task of dealing with children in the mornings will surely lead to my mental incapacitation. here is a glimpse into a typical morning around my house.

5:45am - mom wakes up and gets coffee.
5:55am - mom goes in and wakes the older boys up. seeing that their alarm is set for the same time as mom's they should already be up but there is a strange phenomenon that occurs at least three days a week where the alarm magically shuts itself off.
6:00am – oldest son (OC) whines his way out of bed. completely wrapped in a blanket he will make his way to the living room to lie on the couch. if the heat is on he will make himself a tent with his blanket and lay on top of it.
6:05am – begin waking up the middle child (MC). i try to be very cheerful and nice as i know he has trouble with mornings.
6:06 – MC begins ritual whining. this is usually when the first symptoms of whatever rare illness is plaguing him that day surface. mom begins getting his clothes ready. this morning i remind him that there was no school and that he was going to the sitter, foolishly thinking this would make him get up a little easier. he states that he does not want to go; he wants to stay home and play gamecube all day. i inform him that he cannot do that but that he can take his gameboy to the sitter. i am then informed that the gameboy is boring and he hates it. then he asks if he can take the case that contains ALL the gameboy accessories and supplies. because some of the items are not needed at the sitters and everything in there was very expensive, i tell him that i will have to think about it.
6:11 – MC: “can i bring it?” mom: “i said i would think about it”
6:12 – MC: “can i bring it?”
6:12:26 – MC: “can i bring it?” mom: “stop”
6:12:38 – MC: “can i bring it?”
6:12:51 – MC: “can i bring it?” mom: “ask again and i will throw it in the garbage!”
6:13 – MC continues whining. OC has fallen back asleep on the vent. mom informs MC that she has his clothes ready and they will be on the chair in the living room. MC informs mom that he hates those clothes and the he will look stupid. mom reminds him that the spiderman pants were his favorites last week when she wouldn’t let him wear them to school. whining continues. MC asks again if he can bring the case. mom says he can bring most of the stuff if he has a good morning, behaves, and is ready on time.
6:14 – mom goes to living room and tells OC to get up and get dressed. whining continues. mom tells both of them that she is going to take a shower and that they better be up and dressed by the time she gets out. whining continues.
6:15 – all the noise has woke the baby who is always happy in the mornings! mom goes in and says good morning to baby and blue (his teddy bear/blankie that i have to greet every morning) baby plays nicely in crib.
6:25 – mom finishes shower, dries off and dresses.
6:26 – mom gets baby out of crib, changes his diaper, and dresses him.
6:30 – mom and baby make their way to the living room. OC has dressed and resumed his position on top of the vent. MC is nowhere to be seen. mom yells for him and whining resumes.
6:35 – mom threatens MC that if he does not get up right now he will be grounded. whining continues.
6:40 – MC makes his way to the living room whining the entire way. he informs everyone that he doesn’t like us. he sits in the chair on top of his clothes. mom goes into bathroom to finish getting ready.
6:50 – mom comes out of bathroom to find MC still sitting in the same spot. she tells him to get up and get dressed now or they will be late. whining continues. MC yells at mom that he doesn’t know where his clothes are. mom tells him that he’s sitting on them. whining continues.
6:55 – MC states that he is ready. mom tells him that he still needs shoes and socks. whining continues. he yells that he doesn’t know where any are. mom informs him that they are where they always are, in his top drawer. whining continues.
7:00 – MC emerges from bedroom wearing socks and his water shoes which are 2 sizes too small. mom informs him that he cannot wear those. whining continues.
7:05 – sounds that could have come from a construction work site start coming out of the boy’s bedroom. OC goes back there to get something and both begin screaming. mom yells to quit. whining continues. crashing noise continues.
7:10 – mom yells “it’s time to go.” whining continues.
7:15 – mom asks OC to put baby in the car. mom yells for MC to come on. whining continues.
7:16 – mom snaps! baby is still roaming the house. OC has just realized that he doesn’t have anything ready to go and rushes to get everything together. MC starts screaming because he doesn’t have the case ready. mom informs him that he can’t bring the case because he didn’t follow the rules. MC insists that he did behave. whining continues.
7:20 – mom begins screaming for the boys to get in the car. MC begins a full blown temper tantrum, screaming as loud as he can. mom puts baby in the car and returns to the back door. MC is still having a conniption fit in the living room. mom’s face turns evil and she tells him to get in the car or else. whining continues. OC comes running to the door obviously trying to sneak something out. whining continues. mom tells OC to put back whatever it is he is sneaking and goes to get MC. MC gets up and runs from mom, but at least goes out the door. whining continues. mom locks door and informs MC that they are leaving and that he better get his butt in the car before she catches him. whining continues.
7:25 – everyone has finally made it to the car and we are ready to go. we are running 15 minutes late, which is actually better than most days.

who has time to blog?

well, thanks to my good friend laurel, i no longer have time to blog. why, you ask? because i am too busy flickring. that's right, another seemingly useless addiction, that i devote every spare minute to and sometimes minutes that should be spent doing other, more important things. for the flickr newby, it is a site where people come together to share their photos, meet friends, and join fun groups. or at least that's what they'll tell you. my belief is that they must be sending some kind of subliminal messages directly into your brain, which then makes you uncontrollably check your flickr home page before any other site on the web! once there, there is no chance for escape! they have you hooked! and that is just the beginning! pretty soon the "contacts" start! at first it's wonderful, new friends, people to comment on your photos, and you comment on theirs in return, a beautiful happy place filled with peace! then one day, you open your contacts page and - what happened?!? all of the sudden you have a slew of them! you can't remember where they came from or why you added them and you haven't commented on poor chrysanthemum-mom's photos in a month! the guilt overwhelms you! and that's not all, don't forget about the groups! all those contact's will surely invite you to all of there very prestigious and important groups! you know, like the in the fridge group and the for the love of duck and geese group, oh, and don't for get the games! there are scavenger hunts and tag and scattagories! dang, that reminds me i need to go tag my public toilet pic, and check to see if anyone has tagged out my newest pic and oh, look, a new comment!!

see you at flickr!

The land milk and honey...wait make that milk and uhh..bread...

Sound the alarms, man the markets, call the Red Cross! We have an emergency here! The weather man called for 2-4 inches of snow! Aahhhh...we must stock up, we must prepare! What will we do without bread and milk!

What is the deal with the milk and bread?!? I went to the store and every gallon and loaf was gone! I understand that the weather man called for up to 4 inches of snow, but we all know that means there will be 1 inch or less! Even if by some odd chance he was right, why bread and milk? I mean, you can’t even make anything with milk and bread alone! Logically, wouldn't you stock up on can goods and such, but nooo...lets go for two of the things that rot the fastest!

From now on I am going to prepare for the snow also. However, if for some reason, I am unable to make it through the blizzard to get to the store I am making sure that I stock up on the necessities...like Mt. Dew and Moose Tracks ice cream!

this misunderestimation of the pitbill!

MAKE THE PIE HIGHER
by George W. Bush
I think we all agree, the past is over.
This is still a dangerous world.
It's a world of madmen and uncertainty and potential mental losses.

Rarely is the question asked
Is our children learning?
Will the highways of the Internet become more few?
How many hands have I shaked?

They misunderestimate me.
I am a pitbull on the pantleg of opportunity.
I know that the human being and the fish can coexist.
Families is where our nation finds hope, where our wings take dream.

Put food on your family!
Knock down the tollbooth!
Vulcanize society!
Make the pie higher! Make the pie higher!

I have a new favorite thing…Bushisms! In case you have never heard of them, Wikipedia defines Bushism as “a word, phrase, or other grammatical configurations unique to the style of President George W. Bush while speaking publicly and usually extemporaneously. Quite often the meaning is different from the intended message and creates a humorous phrase. These phrases have crept into popular folklore and there have been entire websites dedicated to this.”

I feel that regardless of your political preference you can’t help but laugh at some of the dismembered dialog that our 43rd president declares.

Just a few of my favorite Bushisms:
"I can only speak to myself." —George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., April 28, 2005

"I'm going to spend a lot of time on Social Security. I enjoy it. I enjoy taking on the issue. I guess, it's the Mother in me." —Washington D.C., April 14, 2005

"Too many good docs are getting out of the business. Too many OB/GYN's aren't able to practice their love with women all across the country."—Sept. 6, 2004, Poplar Bluff, Mo.

"Those who enter the country illegally violate the law."-Tucson, Ariz., Nov. 28, 2005

"I'm honored to shake the hand of a brave Iraqi citizen who had his hand cut off by Saddam Hussein."—Washington, D.C., May 25, 2004

And this is just the tip of the iceberg! To see more funny Bushisms Slate.com’s "The Complete Bushisms" Page has a slew of them.

I hate for my long awaited blog to be about something stupid, but I just got to! The last few weeks I have been watching a lot of T.V. and while I usually love the crime shows I have to admit it is getting out of hand. What is there, about 4 Law and Orders now? And there are 3 CSI’s. I figure in a couple of years we can make a CSI channel and each town in the US can have their own show. Now, don’t get me wrong, I am an original CSI nut! I have not been as crazy about Miami or NY, but I am loyal to Grissom and his band of phenolphthalein ferrying friends. Anyway, there is a new show on CBS called Criminal Minds. I am not sure what night it comes on as I think I have seen it on several times in one week. The show itself is not bad, however, I cannot stand to watch it because of the simple fact that they use the term “unsub” entirely too much! I am sure in the FBI the term unsub is used, but do they really use it that much?!? What ever happened to suspect? I don’t know why it aggravates me so much, but I swear it is like nails down a chalkboard when I hear it! Last night I started counting. I was quite humorous. Just as my boyfriend was getting into the plot and I start yelling numbers. By the middle of the show, my boyfriend even said “maybe we should email them”! I am wondering if anyone else notices these things, or am I just weird?

My sweetie can crawl!

Yep, it's the truth, Aidan is making his way all over the house! I think crawling has had an effect on his hearing though. It is the oddest thing, he can hear a bottle being shaken three rooms away, but when he is crawling to eat the Gamecube I can say "Aidan", "Pumpkin", "no", "stop" and he doesn't hear a word of it!

I told him to quit growing up so fast, but he doesn't listen to that either!

Charlie has come home!!

I can’t believe it, but my boyfriend found Charlie in the sink Saturday morning! We are so glad he is safe! We have made his cage a little more kitty-proof, and hopefully will not be lunch anytime soon!

As for Bocephis, as I said he is a great mouser, moler, squirreler, etc. Now he has added skunker! Actually, we are not so sure he got the skunk, but we are definite that the skunk got him!! He came in this evening, and WHEW! Within seconds my house reeked! I quickly shooed him back out. I then realized that while shooing, I touched him and now I stink! I tried soap, but no luck. I have heard that tomato paste will take the stink away, but of course, I don’t have any. Hey, I do have a can of Ro-tel, I wonder if that’ll work. Maybe I will try it, what’s the worst that can happen? If I do, I am sure I will smell “zesty” for work tomorrow!

An enemy among us…

There is an enemy in my home. He walks among us as one of the family, watching us with those piercing green eyes. Unquestionably he is wondering if we know the truth. The extents of his sins are unknown, but we know he has sinned.

It all happened Saturday afternoon. I came home and immediately noticed the signs of a struggle. There had been a break-in. I began looking everywhere for our beloved family member, Charles, but he was no where to be found. Had he been kidnapped? Had he run for his life and was still in hiding? Was he murdered? This last thought was too much for me to bear. Then all of the sudden, I saw the perpetrator! I was sure it was him, although he wouldn’t admit it. In fact, he would not speak a word. But those evil, piercing eyes exposed him for what he was!

It has been five days now, and no sign of Charlie. I fear the worse, but still I hope that he managed to escape his attacker. I imagine him free, roaming in the wild, like he always dreamed. Maybe I will see him again one day. Perhaps he will come out of hiding, and dare to climb across my walls. For now, I will have to live with the uncertainty. Every time I look at Bocephis, I will wonder if he is truly evil enough to eat his own “brother”, I sure hope he is not!

This blog is in honor of Charles, our beloved Gecko. We hope that you escaped, and look forward to seeing you again! As for you Bocephis, your a BAD KITTY!!

The greatest feeling in the world!

For the past month my boyfriend and I have argued about if the alignment was off on the front end of my car. Every time the subject would come up I would insist that the car drove fine and he would swear that it needed an alignment. It always ended with me saying "Fine...Whatever!" Which, by the way, is code for "shut-up!"

Saturday afternoon, I took the car to get 2 new front tires. Of course, my boyfriend said to make sure I got it aligned. However, since I knew I was RIGHT and he was WRONG, I asked them just to check the alignment. Oh...how good it felt when they came out and showed us the results. The front-end of my car was perfectly aligned! Now, being the wonderful person that I am, I made sure not to rub it in. I simply said "hum, and we were sure it needed an alignment." What I really wanted to do was chant "I was right and you were wrong", but I figured it best not to. I am sure his ego hurt a bit anyway, because deep deep down inside, He knew that I was right.

WOW! I swear this has been the longest week ever! The whole thing sucked! Everyday was filled with suckiness! (I know that it's not a word!) I am so glad it is Friday! I am doing a Friday dance! It kinda resembles the pee-pee dance, but with more enthusiasm! Only 27 minutes to go!! I can't wait!

Here is what I am doing this weekend. First, I am going to my own deserted island (deserted in a good way!), where I will sit and sip strawberry daiquiris all day under the shade of large coconut trees. Then when I am tired of strawberry, I will switch to banana. After a few rounds of drinks I will get sleepy, so I will relax in my large hammock while gorgeous men fan me with palm branches and feed me grapes. I will nap for a while before getting ready for a night on the town. (Yeah, there are clubs and stuff on my island!) My personal assistants will tend to my every need, such as fixing my hair and choosing my clothes. A gorgeous man arrives right on time to take me out for dinner and dancing. After a romantic evening, we go for a long romantic walk on the beach.

Okay, so that’s all BS! I will really spend the weekend cleaning my house and yelling at the kids, but it is all great! You want to know why? Because I will not be at work!!! Oh yeah!

WooHoo only 7 minutes to go!!

Yep, just making sure I could do it again if needed!

I am currently taking a html course in college and I just created this post by typing my own HTML! I am so excited! I know somebody is reading this and thinking I am an idiot, but to me, it is a great victory!!

I found this link to google maps on another blog. It shows satellite views of New Orleans Before and after Hurricane Katrina.

http://maps.google.com/maps?q=new+orleans&ll=29.973115,-90.023689&spn=0.018153,0.029273&t=e&hl=en

A friend emailed me this picture of a sign on a storefront in New Orleans.

I just thought it was blogworthy.

***BREAKING NEWS***

This just in...Aidan has a tooth!! WOOHOO! Go Aidan!

I love living in a small town. A really small town. I was born and raised in Florida. The last town that I lived in had a population of 51,364. When I was 18 I moved to Tennessee. The population of the town I currently live in is 1,702. When I moved here from Florida, I was a little "culture shocked"! In Florida, the daily newspaper was very thick and filled with horrible stories of crime. In Tennessee, my local paper is published weekly, and is still very small! I got quite a kick reading it the other night. The paper was set up so that each community in the county had a small area where it could update it's members with local happenings. Well, obviously, not a lot happens. Most of them contained who was getting married, and whose birthday was coming soon. Then, they ran out of steam! The writers would then put who had visitors! And I am not talking about out of town visitors, I mean "Sara and Jim went by to visit with Mary and Bob on Saturday"! I was in shock! I could not believe that something that small, made a spot in the paper! Sadly, in Florida it would never even be considered. There, you would have to come up missing to get in the paper! And if that didn't tickle me enough, when I got to the next section, the writer started telling the readers about her pet goats! I was loving it!

"The Boys"

Here are my other little sweeties. John is my oldest he is on the far right, and Dylan is my second oldest (i am not a big fan of the term "middle child" as i was one myself, and HATED it!) he is on the left in front.

This picture was taken at their baseball award ceremony. Both of their teams were #1 in their division! WOOHOO!! The boy in the middle is their cousin Jesse, and the little boy in back is one of Dylan's team-mates who just snuck in!

Dr. Jamie, Medicine Woman

today at work, i diagnosed my co-worker with a rare disorder. it was quite fun! i am happy to say that she is doing very well now and is expected to make a full recovery! LOL!! in all reality, i realized that i may be a bit of a hypochondriac. when i think about all of the times that i have searched online and found rare and serious diseases that i was SURE that i had, it makes me laugh! and it is not only me, but my children also. i have come to the conclusion that all of the health websites out there should have huge disclaimers that read "HEY! YOU PROBABLY DON'T HAVE THIS! GO TO THE DOCTOR!" in big big letters, just for people like me!

however, in my own defense...I did accurately guess that my son has scarlet fever years ago and the doctor was quite impressed! GO ME!

Aidan

(the happiest baby, ever)

it took me awhile, but i am back! just wanted to add a picture of aidan. he is almost 4 months old, and last night he rolled over all by himself!! he is so smart! i will add pictures of the other boys soon.

Well, Here it is, My first blog.

I guess I will start with a little about me. My name is Jamie and I am 28 years old. I am the mother to three wonderful boys (I refer to them as wonderful when they are sleeping or away. When then are driving me nuts they have a different name, but I will keep that to myself for now ;) I have a wonderful boyfriend who I have been with for 6 years. I work for a Head Start program as a Family Service Worker and I attend college full time. As you may have guessed, I stay pretty busy! My boys are nine, six, and 3 months.