Buy my Previously Pooply Shoes!

Thanks to Ebay the shoes previously mentioned are now up for bid!

Warning: Yuck Factor

Some of you get to take a trip to the public restroom with no major incident. This never happens to me.

Two Sundays ago my family of five visited a local pizza place for the yummy buffet. After finishing her pizza Charleigh asked to use the restroom. As I rose to take her Joshua yelled out that he too needed to go potty.

Now while Joshua is on the potty train track he has not yet pulled into the station. When we go to public places he still wears either a diaper/training pants. This was true on this occasion as well.

Upon entering the restroom and assigning Charleigh to her stall I proceeded in taking Joshua into the neighboring handicap stall. I checked the front of Joshua's diaper. Still dry! Yeah! We made it in time. Under the assumption the diaper was clean I took it off and put Joshua on the towering toilet. Unbeknownst to me he had already relieved himself in the diaper. As I mastered the art of taking off the diaper and lifting him to the toilet I was unaware of the renegade p**p ball that silently rolled to the floor. In fact I was totally unaware of the pile of yuck until my open toed sandals fell nicely upon it.

At the sound of my displeasure Joshua jumped down off the toilet, I put him back on without realizing that his jumping off had wiped crud down the front of his throne and my putting him back up would apply it to the back of his jeans. With him safely back on the commode I focused my attention on my shoe. The pressing issues at hand were: How to clean my shoe? How to clean the floor? And How to get out of there as fast as possible. During the dethroning incident I had unintentionally spread "#2" all over the tile floor. I tried to go ahead and wipe as much off my shoe onto the already soiled floor with the plan being to hop out of the stall and retrieve numerous wet paper towels. As I approached the sink I noticed No paper towels! All the esteemed establishment had made available was a powerful hand drier. UGGG. I hopped back to the stall resigned to the fact that I would have to use toilet paper to clean the mess. I reach to the paper dispenser and pulled on the tissue. One square only. I try again and yet again I receive only one square. I focus all my
attention (while keeping my skirt off the floor) on the toilet paper dispenser. No matter how hard I try, how gently I pull, even when using both hands the paper tears after each square. At this point Charleigh has finally finished her own business nextdoor and is asking numerous questions through the door as to what is going on. As I forcefully instruct her to stay outside the stall where it is safe. I manage 8 squares to clean my shoe.

Now for the floor. Where to begin? WHERE TO BEGIN! I again plead with the toilet paper dispenser to give me more, just a little more. I considered ripping the dispenser off the wall and freeing the whole role but it looks as if I had already sufficiently desecrated the stall. One meager square at a time I get enough paper to clean up the majority of the mess. Kinda. After multiple washing of the hands, not nearly satisfied with the still lingering film of excrement spread on the floor and my sons pants, I gather my children and leave the bathroom disgusted at the pitiful situation. I arrive frumpled and discouraged to the table and announce to my husband that it is now time to go. Forget the chocolate chip desert pizza or the buttery cinnamon sticks we must leave this place! Never to return! Not until they realize the value of a paper towel dispenser.


Look Dad, A Fresca Makeover!

Fresca's got a new look and two new flavors!

Why am I telling you this? Cause my Dad loves Fresca! Not sure why but he does.


I love it when that happens. . .

I woke up this morning and all the food in the freezer was frozen. . . .I LOVE it when that happens!


How well do you know me?

Take the quiz.

The NeverEnding Story

Any one remember The NeverEnding Story?
I was reminded today when visiting The Springfieldian

I had a friend in highschool who was going to name her first son Atreyu. She is due at the end of the month. Maybe I should call and remind her. . .


Who needs a fancy waterpark when you've got ingenuity and imagination?

No Blog Time

Piles of Laundry and Dishes have mysteriously overtaken my house. Until I Conquer these mountains, until I am Queen of the Hill you will see me no more. While I'm off to battle I encourage you to visit GentleWhisper.


For Nae

Look Janae, I switched sides for you, while this seems as if it should be a quick fix taking only 2 minues. I actually spent an hour on it. UGG :) I've still got a few bugs to work out but I've got to do dishes first. I'd rather have bugs on my blog than in my kitchen.


Kurt, My Man


Me, kinda-----------------------My Sis Amy

Nae and Brian with Tator Tot



Oh Happy Day! A quick note:

Wow! My back yard looks great! Thanks Mom and Dad for bringing the mower and for doing the mowing! We sat out there with the kids enjoying our swing and dreaming of planting a garden. Of course then we got cold so we came in and decided to make chili dogs. Sounds like a perfect meal to eat while sitting and watching Survivor. (Yes folks, I watch Survivor)

Fabulous day! Fabulous morning, I taught the preschool and kindergarten Sunday School classes and you know how I love my little people!

The church voted with over a 90% approval to ask John Hunter to come as our Pastor. WooHoo! Very excited about that!

After church while Dad, Mom, and Kurt worked on the yard. Kaleb, Charleigh, and I went to Annie and Gracie Cover's dance recital. I'm sure Charleigh will have more to say on this topic tomorrow on her blog.


Stay tune

Sorry for the infrequent posts. I will probably not have time to "blog" till next week. Meanwhile Charleigh will still have daily posts so check in on her till then.


I love Mother's Day

I absolutely love L-O-V-E Mother's Day. It is my favorite "pretend" holiday. It's better than a birthday cause your not getting any older. It is also my only guaranteed acknowledged holiday from my hubby. Kurt never forgets Mother's Day. Well he did forget to call his own mom but he never forgets me on Mother's day.

Now while this day is all happy cheery flowery homemade card day for me it's not as pleasant for every one. For many women Mother's day is a reminder of children lost and children never had. To some this day brings memories of a lost mother's love. To others of a mother's love never given. So on this day I thank my Father for the blessings he's poured out on my life. First for my own Mother, whose love I've never doubted. Second for the chance to share that same love with my own three children. I also say a prayer for the women who are hurting on this day, that God will heal the painful hole in their hearts and fill it with a divine love that can not be matched by even that of a mother or a child.

It's Mommy Day!

I love you Mom!


Hannah Christine Scales

5:55 PM
9 pounds 2 ounces 20 inches

Congrats to Matt and Sarah! We love you!
Hannah has her own site! http://hannahchristine.blogspot.com



Charleigh's Chat

Sweet girl.

My Prayer Today

Lord, let me hear your song that I may sing along.

Precious Father let me carry your heart in mine, that I may see your children with your eyes. Let me be a true reflection of your love and grace. Give me a bold yet gentle spirit that I may touch lives for you. Choose me and use me today to bring someone closer to you. Show me who you are and who you want me to be.