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AT&T SUCKS!

For those of you who don't know, we do not have a home phone anymore. I called AT&T two weeks ago to have our home phone (land line) disconnected. The first person I spoke with was a VERY pushing lady who insisted that I keep my home phone. I argued with her that I only made 19 calls last month. Is that worth $38 a month? After 20 minutes of arguing, she FINALLY transferred me to the department I needed. I spoke with this very helpful gentleman (or so I thought). We spent a half hour on the phone. He told me that on June 19th between the hours of 8 a.m. & 8 p.m. our phone would be disconnected followed my our Internet. On Friday June 20th the Internet would be turned back on between the hours of 8 a.m. & 8 p.m. He gave me instructions on what to do when it came back up. I thought what a nice guy. He only gave me these instructions because I mentioned that my aunt works for AT&T.

Friday came around, and no Internet. So I called to find our what was up. The first guy I talked to was asking me questions about my modem and what lights where on. I said, "I don't know, I'm upstairs. My kids are in the tub, and the main computer is down stairs. Why do you need to know this?"

"Ma'am, in order to help you, I need to know this information."

"Listen, I can't leave my children alone. I just want to know what is going on with my Internet service. I was told that by 8 p.m. tonight my service would be restored. If I worked at home, this would be a day and a half without service. Who is going to make this time up for me?"

"I'm sorry, let me transfer you."

"Thank you."

So now I'm on hold. And I get this very pleasant young man, Jason. He asks for my 10 digit account number. He enters it and asks me to repeat it. He said he couldn't find this number. I told him the whole story and asked if my old home number might help him. He tried that number and then said, "Ma'am, I see the disconnection notice, but no reconnection order. Unfortunately, the department that handles these requests is closed in your area. Let me give you some numbers to call and resolve this problem."

Great. More numbers.

I got up in the morning and called the number that Jason gave me. I was dropped twice. The last time I was dropped "Madeline" had asked for the number I was calling from in case we lost connection. I'm still waiting for her to call me back! She put me on hold for 10 minutes. All I kept hearing was..."Please continue to hold." After awhile I didn't hear this anymore. I looked at my phone and it said dropped call. WHAT!!??

I was getting so angry. I called on Sunday just to see if someone would be there to help me. After talking with silicone Sam I hear, "I'm sorry. This department is closed. Please call back during regular business hours." I went in by Noah and said, "Their closed." Surprised he said, "It took 10 minutes to find that out?"

I was irate by this time. I finally called Kerry, my hero. She took the information that was given to me. It took 4 or 5 people to discover that the account number given to me did not exist. Thursday morning I received a call from Stacy. She said she was very sorry for this mix up. It was not my fault. There was nothing else to do but put in a new order to reconnect my Internet. She said she would work on it until it was completed. She also gave me a free month! I should be hooked up by July 2nd. Two weeks without Internet service. Noah is going bizzurk!

So you're wondering then how I'm able to post a blog? We're sitting at Lori's house right now and I'm leaching off their wireless Internet. We came for the BLUFF VIEW JAM. Gabe walked up to Lori and asked, "Where's the party?" He's so fun!

Well, with having no Internet, I was able to pull myself away from the computer, and work on the boy's bedroom wall. I have to say...AWESOME!I did paint the "water" in this week. I unfortunately don't have a picture of that yet. I'll for sure take pictures and post them.

Last weekend we went "nude". For those of you who don't know Lisaisms that means we went to the zoo. We had a blast. Enjoy the new pictures on the side of the posts.

Well, dinners almost ready. David is making steaks on the grill.

Tootles.

The largest project I ever took on...

So with all this blasted rain we've been getting, I figured it was a perfect time to start on the boys' bedroom wall. We're all very excited about it.

I started in on Sunday afternoon, and have been working on it since...during my free time. My right hand is quite sore from holding the brushes and doing so much tedious work. It's a very time consuming project.

This pictures shows Step 1. Outlining.

The wall is about 10' x 8'. Quite large. But the larger the wall the better the mural right? I started out by using an overhead projector and tracing the drawings on the wall. Let me tell ya, you can fit a lot of fish on a wall this size! We have a variety of fish. Let's see, we have sharks, whales, angel fish, "kissing" fish, shrimp, dolphins, star fish, jelly fish, manta rays, octopus, squid, and even a sunken ship.

Paula was sick today, so I came home to be with the boys, so we spent loads of time in their room working on the wall. Gabe can't stop saying how awesome it looks and it's so cute and so cool. I told Gabe that I can work on the wall every day this week because I'll be coming home early the rest of the week. Paula called earlier and said that she was still under the weather, and wouldn't be taking the boys tomorrow, and then the rest of the week they will be at Eagle River camping. So I'll be working on the wall all week.

Step 2: Filling in fish...(This is only about 1/8 of the wall!)

There is so much flooding going on. They just showed on the news houses floating down a "river" in Wisconsin Dells. Three houses fell into the water and were swallowed up by the raging waters. What next. If it's not snow, it's too much rain. And there will be more rain on it's way this week.

They are fishing in the streets of Pewaukee! I just heard an interview with a 13-year old boy who was standing in the middle of the road fishing. That is unbelievable.

Some other news. I'm now on the Alter Guild at church. My first month will be in July. Then I was also asked again if I would like to help teach Sunday School. I so would like to, but I need to give my 100% effort to it, and I can't do that. Sunday School runs through tax season. When you work 60 or so hours a week, that doesn't leave much time to prep for the lessons.

Well, I guess I should call her a night. I have to get up early to get to work early. I have to be there an hour earlier because I leave early in the day. I love my job. My bosses are the best! What other job is so flexible? I'm so blessed! And on that note....good night!

Roller Coaster of Emotions...

This week has been a roller coaster of emotions. I've been excited, let down, worried, feeling angry, and hurt. It's amazing how certain things can make a person feel a certain emotion.

To start off, on Wednesday, Grandma K and Mama came down and we did some shopping. We went to the Dress Barn where I found some amazing items. I bought three dresses! One is this pretty brown/pink spaghetti strap dress with an empire waist...which is my style. Makes me look taller and hides what needs to be hidden. The next dress was a very floaty type dress. Kind of reminds me of something from the 60s era. The last one was a dress for Vegas. I think I found my "wedding" dress. Again this one has an empire waist with a very floaty light skirt. Gorgeous! This made me feel happy and very excited.

On got to work on Thursday, and there was a message from Vickie saying she wasn't able to go out this weekend...the weekend we've been planning for the last month. She didn't want to talk about it. This had me feeling worried and a little let down. If she canceled because she was having issues, it must be a big one. I'm giving her the space she wants. I know she'll let me know what's up when she's ready to talk. She knows I'm here for her.

Noah told me too on Wednesday afternoon that he received a call that his cousin's husband had killed himself. My heart just sank. I asked what had happened. He told me they got into a fight, and he went into their back yard, and shot himself. What? Over an argument? There had to be more to this story...and there was. Ofelia had called last night and mentioned that Alan had gone back to drug use. They got into a huge beat down fight. He thought he had killed her, so he went in his back yard and shot himself. He was 31 years young and left behind two young children. I feel really badly for Nicki. I pray for her daily.

Then this morning as I walked into Piggly Wiggly, there was this older gentleman sitting on a bench. When I got closer he smiled at me and said, "Good Morning." So being the nice person I am said good morning back to him. He started ranting and raving about how corrupt the world is and how I contribute to the corruption. This angered me a little. As I walked through the store I was thinking of something to say to him, should he confront me again. Then I thought better of it, and just avoided him altogether.

I got to work, and told the guys about it. An hour later, Tim said, "Your friend is in a bit of trouble." I thought he was talking about one of our clients. He said, "No, someone just called the police to the Piggly Wiggly at North Gate. There is a drunk elderly gentleman sitting on the bench harassing customers as the walk into the store." We had a laugh over it. I took it as a grain of salt, but he probably offended others. And he thinks I add to the corruption of the world? What about him?

So there you have it. The roller coaster of emotions for the last week.

Please keep Kerry, Kim, Vickie, and Nicki in your prayers. They all need your prayers to help get through their individual "healings".

Love you all!

Conversation with a 4-year old...

"Mama, I'm thinking."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Really cool video games."

"Oh, yeah. Which ones are those?"

"Tanks, Mario Cart, and Star Warses. They're the coolest. I like the other one too, but those are my favoritest. This is the darkest day."

"It sure is. The sun hasn't been out much today, has it? It's been quite dreary all day long, and it's going to be the same way again tomorrow."

"Yeah, it's very nasty out today."

We drove a little bit more when Gabe spoke us again...

"I'm thinking again, Mama."

"Yeah, what are you thinking about now?"

"Games again."

End of conversation.

Isn't it amazing what a little guy can think of? How much he can tell you? Where does this stuff come from? Having conversations like this with my children really makes me feel blessed to be a mom. Just out of the blue he'll say something to me that surprises me, and makes me feel all giddy inside.

Last night I moved Gabriel's bed into Emmanuel's room. Before I had Gabe's bed put together in Manny's room, Manny was sleeping. I'm surprised he slept through all the banging, and hammering Gabe was doing. He was pretending to be Bob the Builder. Such an imagination this kid has.

When I woke up this morning, there they both were snuggled tight in their own beds. How cute. Tonight I need to rearrange it though. It's a little cluttered right now. We're going to move all the toys into Gabe's (now old) room so there is more room both upstairs and downstairs.

Since Gabe is now in the "underwater" themed room, he wants a shark bed. So now I have to look for a bedspread with sharks on it. Great. That should be easy. NOT! I looked for over 2 hours last night to find one, just to price it. No sharks...lots of dolphins, but no sharks.

Last night we had tuna helper for dinner with mushrooms and peas in it. Both boys just love that kind of stuff. I served it with nice warm Pillsbury biscuits with strawberry jelly on. Oh what a fantastic meal. While Gabriel was taking a spoonful of tuna helper he looked at me and said, "This was a sweet idea for supper." Where does he come up with these things.

OK, Brewers are on. Gotta go. Take me out to the ball game!

The most perfect day...

Today was First German's church picnic. The weather was just perfect. The sky was the brightest blue, with no clouds, a slight breeze. PERFECT, along with the church service, the picnic, and the company. I saw people I haven't seen in 16 years! Learned things that made me feel pretty old...and you know what? I loved it all. The PERFECT day.

The boys got to play on the playground after lunch. Fun, fun, fun. Then Gabriel saw they inflated the moon jump thing. For a quarter, the children could jump and jump until they couldn't anymore (or 5 minutes...which ever came first). They both wanted to go in and jump, so I gave up the $.50 and they both went in. I could see Manny was a little nervous and scared. He just sat there and bounced from everyone else jumping. I stood in the entrance of the inflated device and held on the him for a little bit, but he was telling me he was bizzy. In Emmanuel language, this meant he was dizzy. I took him out of the the contraption and held him for awhile, until he wanted down again.

Gabriel on the other hand was really enjoying the "ride". Non-stop until it was time to come out. He said as he was putting his shoes on, "That was really fun." Two completely different children. Just shows how different God made all of us.

After the moon jump, Alayna, Grandma Lynn, Gabe, Manny and I took a walk through the woods to the beach. The boys totally loved it! Manny told me his most favorite part of the picnic as throwing rocks into the lake. They made big splashing noises.

We spent a majority of the day outside today. When we got home, we sat outside and enjoyed the sun. Manny had to get out his chair, and sit with me on our patio. We looked around our yard, and commented on the beauty of it. We really are blessed.

With all the sun I received in the last two days, Mama's hurtin'. I have sore shoulders and back. I'm pretty toasted. I took a nice warm oatmeal powder bath to try and sooth the burning. Noah took this picture of my back. My front looks the same! OWWEEE!

I had a very nice chat with my good friends Mike and Jodi Laurin today. They sound really happy where they are right now. It was just over a year since they moved to Florida. I'm so happy they are doing well, but really wish they would come back. I miss them dearly. Even Gabriel missed his Uncle Jodi.

I saw my girlfriend Erin at the picnic today. She has three little girls, and another child on the way. How she does it, I will never know. She asked if it was noisy at our house. I explained that yeah, it's noisy, but I don't have all the drama so has at her house. We both shared a chuckle.

As Kerry would say, "My eyes are slamming shut." I should probably try and get some sleep. It's going to be along night; trying to find a comfortable position with my nice burn.

Good night y'all.

Summer's here...at least for today

What a glorious day. The temp was just right for tanks, shorts and flip-flops. Pretty white clouds brushed the sky. It was gorgeous.

Noah and I did more yard work. We got ready to get our supplies, but had to stop for our weekly breakfast (with) at Harry's. Today I decided to try something different. I had a cherry and walnut filled crepe with whipped cream on top. I know all of you are drooling and lusting over it. It was WONDERFUL! I'll definitely get it again. Anyway...back to my story. Manny noticed a walnut sitting on my plate, and pointed it out to me. "What's that?" I told him it was a walnut. He looked at me with a goofy grin and said, "You eat Walmarts." Even our waitress laughed. Very funny.

After breakfast we headed out to Menards for our supplies. We looked at stone borders for this project. We were in luck. On sale for $.89 each. All we needed was 21 or 23 (I can't remember). This was Gabe's and Noah's job. Manny and I picked out more flowers, and a birdbath. I fell in love with one! Loved it! And it was in our price range! It was wrought iron looking with a pixie on it. Gotta love the pixie. Manny said, "There's one for you." and he was so right. Into the cart it went.

It didn't take us too long to finish. It looks amazing. The picture doesn't do it justice. I can't wait to see it at night. I bought solar-powered garden lights. By the time the sun goes down, our house will be lit up like Chevy Chase's house in Christmas Vacation! Every one of our flower beds have lights in them. Looks pretty cool though.

After we finished the project, I went to the pizza store (Papa Murphy's) and got us a Taco pizza and a sweet pizza (cinnamon wheel). We ate outside and had a nicnic (aka picnic). Lots of fun.

We just finished up with our baths. We all needed them. We were barefoot and kept stepping on those sticky things from our chestnut tree...man, I hate those things. We had to scrub and scrub and scrub. The boys discovered if you rub your feet on the bath mat, it cleans them right up for you. I tried it, and it really works!

I suppose, I better go and get the boys settled down for bed time. We are going to go to Manitowoc to First German's church picnic. Another nicnic. Things couldn't get any better for Gabriel!

Enjoy some more pictures of what we did last week and today!

Oh the pain...

So Wednesday morning I woke up with this awful pain in my right arm. What on earth was that about. I couldn't even move it without having this tingly pain shoot down to my fingers. Driving to work was a challenge. I didn't even bother backing into my spot. I pulled straight in. I had to use my left hand to put the van into park, and to turn off the van! What is going on?

I got situated at my desk, but couldn't even get comfortable. I could hardly move my mouse. I could type just fine because my arm was right next to my body. As soon as I lifted or moved it the pain was unbearable. I went to the front and grabbed Dr. Renee Ascher's pen with her phone number on it. I couldn't work like this. Not much would be getting done without the use of my right arm.

After I called Renee for an appointment, my ring finger started the throb. What? I looked down at my hand and my figures were swelling. I couldn't get my ring off. What is going on, I kept thinking. I ran to the bathroom and ran cold water over my hand to try and get my ring off. Ah relief. It was a wonderful feeling to get the piece of metal off my finger. I got really scared. I could hardly hold a pen in my sausage like fingers.

At 2 p.m. I ran over to see Renee. She did a spinal scan to see were the pain was coming from. Ah-ha! Just as she suspected. My neck. My muscles weren't very relaxed either. She asked me if I had pain anywhere else. Um, no, not right now. She did adjust my whole entire body. At one point I said to her, "Right now I have a love/hate relationship with my chiropractor." She was killin' me.

She moved me from the fall-out table into the procedure room, where I was hoping she would hook me up the the stim machine. It's a machine that shoots pulses of electricity thru your body to help relax the muscle that is causing the pain. Nope, instead I had to lay on my belly on this long table with a hole for my face to fit it. I laid there for 20 minutes with a very large ice pack on my upper right side of my back. She diagnosed me with a pinched nerve. After the icing was done, and I collected myself up off the table. She helped me get my belongings together and told me just relax. I looked at her and said, "Yeah right. I have to go back to work." We both laughed at that. "Oh yeah that's right."

I got back to the office and showed the guys my scan. Tim said that it looked like a rainbow. Lots of red on it. Not good. Red is bad. White is good. Not much in white on that there scan! Gene said, "Why do you think there is so many red spots on your scan?" I cleared my throat and said sarcastically, "It's from stress and tension." He looked at me with a devilish grin and asked, "Is that coming from home." I looked at him and just pointed in his direction. Everyone laughed.

Today I feel 99% better. My mobility of my arm is pretty much back. I do have problems washing my hair yet, but I'm at least able to use the mouse with out pain. The day after seeing Renee, I woke up with a sore throat and runny nose, so now I'm dealing with that. If it's not one thing, it's another.

This weekend sounds like it's going to be pretty nice, so Noah and I are looking at getting more wood chips to put under the trees where we can't seem to get any sort of grass to grow. Yay! More decorating with pretty stuff.

Well, gotta get back to the job of mine. Thank God It's Friday! Look out weekend here I come!

What is a TOPPING?

Hello to all of you. It was a regular Monday at work even though it was a Tuesday. Lots of calls and questions. The guys even had scheduled appointments today. Doesn't happen too often outside of tax season. We all caught up on our weekend adventures and told all of our "funny" stories.

Towards the end of the day, I walked into Gene's office, and tugged on his shirt sleeve and said, "This is a topping." He looked at me like I was a freak...I am at times, but this time I was being serious. He said, "A what?" I said, "A topping." Again, a little more confused he said, "What is a topping?" So I told him this story...

Last night I gave the boys a bath. They played outside barefoot, and smelled really bad of "boy sweat", so they both agreed to a nice, relaxing bubble bath. Before we got them into the tub, I gave Gabriel his jammies to put on my bed so they were ready to put on when he got out of the bathtub. He got undressed and went potties...must always make water before getting into the tub, or "Mama will be disappointed in me if I made water in the water." Before he got in, I asked him where his jammies were. He didn't know. He retraced his steps, and couldn't find them. I told him to get into the tub, and I would look for them. I looked all over and couldn't find them. Then decided to ripped the blankets down off his bed...there they were! Why he put them there I will never understand. I put them on the bed and went into the bathroom to scrub the boys. As I was getting Gabriel out, he asked me, "Mom, did you find my topping?" Not understanding him I asked him to repeat himself. Again he asked, "Did you find my topping?" I picked up his jammies off my bed to get them ready for him to put on while I got Manny out of the bathtub, and he said with great joy, "You found it!" So now I know what a topping is...it's a shirt! Dah!

Gene found this to be quite a comical story. So now he's calling his shirt a topping too.

When I picked the boys up tonight at Paula's house, she wasn't feeling very well, and she said that Manny arrived feeling a little under the weather, too. I decided to make some Cars Chicken Noodle Soup. Manny ate really well. Ate all his soup, a piece of garlic bread and all his jello. He asked for more milk, and then went into the living room, grabbed a blanket, and fell asleep on the couch.

Poor little fella. I felt so bad for him. I picked him up and took him up to bed. Changed his diaper and put nice warm footed pjs on him and he fell right back to sleep. I hope he feels better in the morning. Gabe wasn't feeling too well this morning either. I think it has to do with the weather. It was in the lower 80s yesterday, and today we reached 50! As Gabe would say...WHAT THE?

Before I left work Tim said we were under a frost advisory. Mom is under a freeze warning. I had to bring all my beautiful flowers inside, so they wouldn't die on me. WHERE OH WHERE IS SPRING?

One more story before I go. On Sunday morning I was getting Gabriel ready for church, when I looked at his door and saw this little thing he made at school. I asked him if Mrs. Porter let him pick out the stickers to put on it or if she just gave him the stickers to put on the paper. "Oh no. Mrs. Porter let us pick out the stickers we liked." I asked him if he knew which one was my favorite. He didn't know. I said, "My favorite is the Jesus sticker." He looked at me with this big brown eyes and replied, "Mine too. He lives in my heart." Oh how very true! Then this morning when I got to work, I received this e-mail from both Kim and Mama. How perfect. Enjoy!**********************************************************************************
A nurse on the pediatric ward, before listening to the little ones chests, would plug the stethoscope into their ears and let them listen to their own hearts. Their eyes would always light up with awe, but she never got a response equal to four-year old David's comment. Gently she tucked the stethoscope into his ears and placed the disk over his heart. "Listen", she said......."What do you suppose that is?" He drew his eyebrows together in a puzzled line and looked up as if lost in the mystery of the strange tap - tap - tapping deep in his chest. Then his face broke out in a wondrous grin and he asked, "Is that Jesus knocking?" **********************************************************************************
Time for bed. Good night, I love you, sweet dreams, and a BIG squeeze. (We say this every night before we go to sleep.)

Happy Memorial Day!

Happy Memorial Day to all of you. This is a picture of my front stairs. We had fun decorating today. The marigold pots are the boys. We had gone to Hartman's in Manitowoc, and when I checked out the lady behind the counter handed each boy one marigold. But one just wouldn't do. We went to Walmart and bought the pots and one 6-pack for each of them. They're both really excited now about the watering part. That's good, because I hate it!

Our get together on Sunday afternoon was wonderful. We have so much leftover meat, we'll be eating brats and hamburgers for the rest of the week I think. The weather could have been a little warmer in the beginning, but by the end of the day, it was beautiful. We were outside for a while after everyone left just putsin' around. We had gone out later when the storm was passing over us. The boys thought that was fun.

Today when I woke up it was already 64 degrees. When I came down to get my clothes, the window were still open, and you could just feel the humidity in the air. I had to get the boys up early because we were going to the Manitowoc Memorial Day Parade. It was so nice this year for the parade. I can feel a little bit of a bite on my face. I think a got a little sun. Yay!

Anyway, we got to Manitowoc, parked and unpacked everything to take to the "sight". Grandma Lynn and Grandma K saved us a spot front and center. As the boys and I reach the corner, I realize I parked on a block without stop lights. Shucks. So here I am with three chairs, a backpack, a box of donuts, and the two boys. I managed to put everything in one hand, and take Gabe's hand and made Manny grab Gabe's other hand. Away we were across the street where Grandma Lynn was standing waiting for us! Everything was A-OK!

The parade started when I looked behind me and there was Vickie and the girlies and Ryan with Baby Mason. Yay...she made it. She has been sick the last few days with some sort of virus that made her lose her voice, and gave her a stinging sore throat. I'm so glad she could make it. A little while later, along comes her psycho ex-mother-in-law, Granny (a.k.a Brandi). OMG! Vickie's girls act more mature than Brandi.

Brandi reminds me a lot of a Barbie doll on crack. That is no exaggeration. She's very overwhelming. Picture Barbie at the age of 50. Very high maintenance. Give Barbie a few high energy pills and you've got Brandi...loud, obnoxious, and always having to have all the attention on her. It's really quite embarrassing.

Anyway, the parade was wonderful, even with Brandi there. It was fun to see Vickie again. I can't remember the last time I saw her. I know it was before Mason was born. And Ryan. Oh, it's been about a year! It's always nice to see old friends back at our old stompin' grounds.

After the parade, Mom and I went to the Penguin for lunch, and then went flower shopping. Oh the fun in that. The boys helped me pick out stuff to put in the flower beds. The both found this sand castle. Well, that wasn't in my theme, but they both wanted it so bad, I put the turtles back and picked up the sand castle along with a sand crab. Very cute.

Well, it's getting to be that time. The boys really need a bath. It was very warm and muggy today, and the smell like boys! Eeewww! Need to make them smell sweet again.

Oh yeah, one more thing before I go. We were outside after supper and the wind switched. Wow! What a change. I bet it dropped fifteen degrees while we stood there. It got cold!

Good night y'all.

Tootles.

Projectile Pepsi

It's been a very bizzarre month here at work. We first of all have days/weeks were one of us, I won't say who is in a really really bad crabby mood, to complete change of being giddy and just down right obnoxious. He tells me he even annoys himself sometimes. What on earth does that mean? How do you think the rest of us feel then?

Anyway yesterday the phone rang, and the man on the other end asked to speak with Dr. Renee Ascher's husband. Oh, ok, so it's a referal. (Dr. Renee Ascher is my chiropractor, and Tim's wife.) So I put the gentleman on hold, and turned towards Tim's office where Gene is standing talking to him. Gene stepped out of the way and I said, "Tim, it's so-and-so wanting to talk to Dr. Renee Ascher's husband." After the announcement, I picked up my can of Pepsi, and took a big swallow. Before it was down, Gene said, "Oh, I can take that call. I was the Best Man!" His comment made me laugh so hard, the Pepsi came flying out of my nose! Somehow all of it landed on both of my shoulders and in my eyes. Don't ask me how, it just did. I was wearing a spring green smock top with white embroidery on it and a pair of white pants. Yes, white pants. Not a drop of the booger infested soda landed on my nice white pants. Thank the Lord! That would not have been fun getting brown soda out of bright white pants. That was my laugh of the day. Gene laughed at me because of my predicament. So he had a good laugh too.

Last night I spent a majority of the night doing laundry. I had 5 baskets full, and I figured if we were doing the gardens tomorrow, I wouldn't be doing the laundry at all. So at 10 p.m. I was standing by our bed folding the 3 large baskets of wash, mostly towels, sheets and kid's clothes. I finished about 10:30 and was dead tired. I tried staying up to talk with Noah awhile, but everytime I blinked my eyes stayed closed longer and longer until finally when I opened them it was sunny out!

I went to Walmart this morning at 7:30. That is the best time to shop. There are no people in the store. I went for two reasons. First Manny needed some diapers. We were down to about 20 or so, and that wasn't going to last me the weekend. And I've been looking for a digital photo key ring. I found something better. It's a digital photobook. It's about the size of an mp3 player, and about as thick as 8 credit cards. It fits perfectly in my purse. I wanted to have photos of the boys when we go for GIRLS NIGHT OUT on June 7th. Everyone always asks if I have pictures of the boys, and I feel so bad when I can't show them any. What a wonderful idea. Now I don't have to worry about it falling off my key ring. I can tuck it in my purse.

Time's up. Gotta get back to work. And oh yeah, almost forgot...eat lunch. We'll see most of you on Sunday.


Tootles.