The Mean Mom

Just ask my 7 year old, he'll tell you. Don't believe him? Ask my 14 year old, if she still leaves you in doubt, my 17 year old can confirm it too.

February 28, 2007

Say What?!?!

It's always amusing to see in my email, that I can have a bigger pen1s-guaranteed! I'd like to see that one happen!

Or to see that there are swinging singles in my area looking for me. Well, it's a good thing they haven't found me yet... guess I'm hidden very well.

Then there are these... These are some of the subject lines on emails that show up in my box...

"I mathematic on mallow" Do you really now? Hmm... and just exactly what is the answer you get?

"Whatever likes still" I have absolutely no idea... it almost sounds like talking to my 13 year old. I'm sure you like know what I mean.

"With diligent he camino" And just exactly how does he camino? Why with diligent, of course!

"So on preserve" What preserve? What's being preserved? Why don't they tell us these things!

"Is thirteen" I don't know... is thirteen?

Yep, these are just a small sampling of the oddities I find in my email... I do not open these emails, I just hit that "Empty" button on the SPAM box and they go away... Just like they should. I'm not quite sure the thought processes there... I mean are thinking that I'll be so intrigued by the subject line that I'll just have to open the email to see what they are talking about? It must be something mind blowing, they aren't even making sense, right?

Not likely.


February 23, 2007

Clickety, Click, Click

My very good friend Kim is still fighting.

She is still battling the beast that is breast cancer.

She has 3 beautiful children, and a wonderful husband.

Click that button over there >>>>

Tell everyone you know to click that button.

Visit the Komen website and make a donation or see how to help.

Please think a good thought, say a prayer, whatever you feel comfortable with, please do it.

Kim, I love you! Stay strong, these are little bumps on your journey, and when you get better, you will look back and see that.


February 22, 2007

Ok... the moment of truth...

Here's my answers...

1. I was born in Illinois. Joliet to be exact. Home of the Blues Brothers.

2. I have 3 siblings... all brothers. Trust me on this, 3 is too many.

3. The only one of those pets we don't have is fish. We currently share space with 2 hermit crabs, 2 cats, 1 dog, 1 snake and possibly a mouse... if the cats haven't found him yet.

4. I have been at my job 12 years. Yes I know... that's way too long. You find me someplace that will allow me to change my hours to accomodate the morning school drop offs and I'll leave.

5. Yes, I really did get married in a front yard. It was a great day. I was surrounded by my closest friends, the family that mattered most, and I was barefoot. I'm sure I can find a digital picture somewhere if you want proof.

6. I lost my virginity in my grandmom's garage... I suppose those of you that said at the beach could get partial credit because she lived at the beach... I had this crush on this guy, and I snuck out of the house and met him... we wandered around, then ended up in the garage on the cement floor. He was a really nice guy, but after that, he never spoke to me again... bastard.

7. I was 18. It was the summer after graduation... you'd think I would have been smarter than that, huh?

8. The thing that I am most afraid of is that Bloody Mary thing that kids do. I have never ever done it... but it scares the CRAP out of me. There is an episode of Supernatural that was about that and my daughter teased me mercilessly. I can not look in a mirror if it's dark in the room. I would prefer to turn the light on, but in the middle of the night, I just avoid the mirror.

9. Spelling. Please use correct spelling... I don't care if you use IM speak, or dancing emoticons, just spell correctly, please.

10. Ok... how pathetic am I that I would rather read than have Hanky Panky with Hubby? Actually, Hubby and I have recently started planning for the HP. It actually builds the excitement a bit cause we both think about it on the appointed day. And that is way more than I needed to share, but I don't care.

So, where's your test?


February 20, 2007

Yeah, cause I never post...

Now you get 2 in one day... but this fun!

Create your own Friend Quiz here

Go ahead... take it, then make one and link here so I can go play on your blog too... :)


You know your kids watch too much tv when...

Your 7 year old wants to "fast forward skip" when you're watching a tv show.

Your 13 year old can name all the characters and tell you pretty much every plot line on the teen shows on the Disney Channel.

Your 17 year old has not 1, not 2, but 3 different tv shows dvd sets... but actually, I think it might even be 4... she has 4 seasons of Charmed, 3 seasons of Gilmore Girls, 1 season of OC and 1 season of Prison Break. (Yeah, and I'm guilty of having Grey's Anatomy... and I gave Hubby The Muppet Show, but we won't count that one...)

And the #1 reason I know my kids watch too much tv?... Last night at the dinner table while talking about a book that Kyle has from the school library, the girls asked what book, so I said "The Magician's Nephew" and Kyle said "It's the first season of Narnia".

Guess it's time to limit the access to the tv.


February 12, 2007

Reelin' in the East...

Stowin' away the time...

You know, there are somethings that I think I am 100% positive about, and then I find out I'm so wrong it isn't funny...

In the car, the radio has this thing that shows the title of the song and the artist... So on the classic rock station yesterday, Steely Dan came on... and I was happily singing along, on my way to get Kay from work. I glanced down to see what time it was, and I noticed that the song was Reelin' in the Years. I kept glancing down... I must have read that wrong, cause that is NOT what he's singing... He says Reelin' in the East, Stowing away the time, are you gatering up for keeps, do you have enough of mine.

Hey, I don't care that it doesn't make sense... It's what I've always thought they were singing. It's the way I've always sung it... Of course I'm right... All those other people don't know what they're talking about...

Next time it comes on the radio in the car, maybe I'll sing it the way they think it should be, but only because that way makes more sense. Not because it's right, because it's not... I am.


February 05, 2007


Ok, they are conspiring against me.

The dog thinks that everything in the house is hers, and should be chewed... well, not really everything, but clothing... yeah.

The cat has decided that all plastic must be peed on. Lovely.

The latest to join in the conspiracy fun is the mouse... Yeah, the little white mouse we bought for Cleo... It was living in the corner of the dining room, minding it's own business, just being a mouse. Today? It's a mouse on the loose. The cat decided to somehow knock down the container it was living in, and the lid popped off, and the mouse is gone. I have no idea where it is. I have sat in the dark quietly to try to hear it, but I haven't yet. Hubby thinks that the cat had a snack.

Ugh... At least I know it's a boy so it's not of having millions of babies... I just hope it does send out housewarming invites to all the mice outside...

Kyle's suggestion was to let the snake out. She would find it. I'm not so sure about that since she hasn't shown an interest in it up to this point.


February 02, 2007

I didn't know this...

I saw it here... and then here... and when I clicked the link there, I saw the whole thing. I had to add my favorite. It's not long... or by anyone I know personally... but it brings back wonderful memories...

Growing up, and for most of my early childhood years, my paternal grandparents lived right across the street. My grandmom was the one that instilled my love of reading. She was kind and generous, and loving. I remember sitting on her lap while she read to me... or spending the night at her house, and reading Raggedy Ann stories.

I also remember this poem. She would tell it to me from memory. For the longest time I thought it was hers. Then one year she gave me a book that had been my dad's when he was a young boy. This had been one of his favorites, and one of hers.

The Land of Nod by Robert Louis Stevenson

From breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.

All by myself I have to go,
With none to tell me what to do--
All alone beside the streams
And up the mountain-sides of dreams.

The strangest things are these for me,
Both things to eat and things to see,
And many frightening sights abroad
Till morning in the land of Nod.

Try as I like to find the way,
I never can get back by day,
Nor can remember plain and clear
The curious music that I hear.
There are many more from A Child's Garden of Verses that I love, but this was the one she would tell me at bed time, while rubbing my back before I went to sleep.

I love you, Grandmom...

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