Bullets In The Gun

Disco Duck

noreply@blogger.com (Lenore Webb) — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 19:36:00 +0000

When can the killer treasure a betting knight?

Now if this makes any sense to you then let me know. Because for me it is just as good as Disco Duck and The Streak. You see, even though I adore music, I do not like corn ball music. Actually corn ball humor has never appealed to me.

But, of course these have been one hit wonders. So what is your least favorite type of music?

Let It Be

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 21:27:00 +0000

My life seems to be all about change these days. My children are changing from kids to tweens, and next month a teen. Dan is wanting to change jobs. The house is ever changing, as we try to renovate and improve. The weather is changing from warm to chilly. The friendships in my life are changing as the people around me change. I guess change is part of life.

I am trying to embrace these changes. It's great my kids are growing into healthy, happy, well adjusted little people. A change in Dan's job situation would be excellent and I think take away some of the stress in the house. Getting things done with the house is great as well, I just would love to see one completed project. The weather change is a blessing, bringing in the holidays and hopefully ushering out the mosquitoes. As for the friendships in my life, the evolve as people grow and change.

I just seem to be very out of sorts lately. I guess I am changing, drifting. I suppose that is simply life. All I can do is let it be.

Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:19:00 +0000

Never forget.

WildBlue Yonder

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 05:47:00 +0000

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We lived way out in the country for quite a few years and although I loved it most of the time, there were some things I hated about it. Like the fact that the only internet we could get was dial up. It was so slow, didn't work correctly most of the time, and just drove me crazy! At the time, it was that or nothing because satellite internet was not available. The worst was when people would email us family pics and we could not view them because they were so big that the connection took forever to load them. We were constantly aggravated because even something as simple as checking your email took what seemed like forever!

Now you can get wild blue satellite in even the most remote of locations. It is fast internet, which I would have loved! They offer connection speeds that can be as much as 30 times faster than dial up! Satellite internet is even faster than cable internet! Wild Blue seems to be a reputable company to go with for your satellite internet needs. They can get you hooked up anywhere in the contiguous United States. They are a great alternative for those whose only other option is dial up service. I know I would have been thrilled to have access to faster internet service back then.

You've Got The Touch

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 03:17:00 +0000

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Dan loves it when I give him a massage. Especially when he isn't feeling well, like tonight. He has just not felt good all day and I feel awful for him. He says nothing relaxes him more than me rubbing his back. Isn't he sweet? I gave him a good back massage, but my hands wear out quite quickly. We need a live in masseuse or a massage chair or something.

Massage is so good for you. It stimulates circulation. It reduces stress, helping you relax. I personally think it helps with insomnia, by getting your mind and body into a relaxed state, something that doesn't happen with me very often. They are also great for those who deal with chronic pain, helping to give sweet relief to the normal pain they endure. My mother could really benefit from massage, as her back constantly gives her fits. She says it is some sort of hereditary condition. She better be lying. Anyway, back to what I was talking about. Massage just helps your body do all the things it needs to do. That's the bottom line. And don't we all want our bodies to function at the best they can? I know I sure do! Heck, if Dan had regular massages, maybe he wouldn't feel so icky right now.

So, I think we need something like these Human Touch Massage Chairs. They are much more affordable than a live in massuse, regular massages at a spa, or even weekly treats at the massage chairs at the mall. I really think they would be a great investment for anyone who finds massage beneficial. Or those whose wife's hand tire out quickly. I would love to get one for Dan as a surprise. I best start saving my pennies!

Do you enjoy a good massage? I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Take This Job and Shove It

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 16:59:00 +0000

Image by Legozilla via Flickr

That is how poor Dan is feeling about his job lately. What he thought was going to to be his dream position has turned into his worst nightmare. He hates it so much and is desperately trying to get a position in a different department of the store. Please keep his job situation in you prayers, it is causing stress for the whole family.

His job troubles have got me to thinking about what my dream job is. I think I might really enjoy something like desktop publishing or design. This is something I could do at home and still be here for Dan and the kids. I think more stay at home moms are looking for jobs they can do it home these days to bring in some extra income. There are elearning courses available on Web Design & Publishing that would be of great help. A little more knowledge of basic computers and general software applications would be useful as well. I think after taking some courses on the computer that my dream job could become a reality.

I am just grateful that I am not trapped in a job I can't stand, wishing I could find my dream job. Being a stay at home mom is a great thing, it just doesn't pay very well! What is your dream job or are you lucky enough to already have it?

Tough Little Boys

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 23:14:00 +0000

Have I told you about my Dan? He was my first crush. He was my best friend's annoying older brother during our middle school years. He was my night in shining armor in high school. He is the love of my life. And he is the father of our amazing kids. He is the most beautiful soul I've ever known and I know I am so blessed to have him. Happy Father's Day to my amazing husband! We love you!

Well I never once
Backed down from a punch
Well I'd take it square on the chin
But I found out fast
That bullies just laugh
And we've got to stand up to them

So I didn't cry when I got a black eye
As bad as it hurt, I just grinned
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again.

Scared me to death
When you took your first steps
And I'd fall every time you fell down
Your first day of school, I cried like a fool
And I followed your school bus to town

Well I didn't cry, when Old Yeller died
At least not in front of my friends
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again

Well I'm a grown man
But as strong as I am
Sometimes its hard to believe
How one little girl, with little blonde curls
Could totally terrify me

If you were to ask, my wife would just laugh
She'd say "I know all about men
How tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again"

Well I know one day, I'll give you away
But I'm gonna stand there and smile
But when I get home, and I'm all alone
Well, I'll sit in your room for a while

Well I didn't cry when Old Yeller died
At least not in front of my friends
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again

When tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again

Cottage For Sale

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 03:11:00 +0000

No our home is not for sale. I just love this song because it makes me think of what our house once was and how I hope it will be again. It is a sad song of an idyllic cottage that is now for sale because the marriage is over. I do not see that happening here, but the way the cottage is described is just perfect. The lyrics describe the tidy house, perfect lawn, lovely garden. It makes me imagine our house with all the landscaping done, the house painted, pretty yellow exterior shutters, garage redone, goldfish back in the pond, and so on. I really hope this place will one day be an idyllic cottage once again. Some days it seems like it will never happen, then I remember how much better the place looks than this time a year ago. Slowly but surely we are getting there. But, in my mind I keep seeing our perfect cottage...holding onto the dream.

Behind Closed Doors

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Thu, 28 May 2009 21:28:00 +0000

"No knows what goes on behind closed doors." Ah, I love Charlie Rich, but that is not the point of this post. I was thinking about how the stuff going on behind our bedroom curtains, yep we don't have doors, can use a little kick starting. So, if you are looking to heat things up "behind closed doors", then pop over to Our Chaotic Life, or Simply Stacie, or Barely Domestic Mama , or Busy Mom all blogs that are currently doing Eden Fantasy giveaways. I've seen so many of these all over the blogsphere and am so envious of these ladies for getting to do these great reviews. Eden Fantasy seems to offer something for those who are a little naughty to those who just enjoy romance. A little something fun for everyone. So, go check out some great giveaways & good luck!

The Best Day

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Tue, 12 May 2009 21:08:00 +0000

I am a little late getting this up. Mother's Day was fantastic. My darling hubby and kids fed me, did all the housework, and were in general just wonderful to me all day long. We all just really enjoyed our time together and it was fantastic!

It seems we spend less and less time together today and it makes me sad. Tristen will be a teenager in November. It's like you blink and your babies are half grown. All too soon they will be leaving the nest. Makes me want to hold on tight and never let them go!

There is a beautiful song by Taylor Swift called The Best Day that brings tears to my eyes. It talks about how a daughter feels about her mom. Even when I am at my wits end, I love being a mother. There is no more important job out there. I just hope I am letting my kids know how much they are loved, how amazing they are, and how proud I am of them! I pray that the lyrics of this song will one day express how my kids feel about me. And it sums up my Mother's Day this year, it was The Best Day!

Luckenbach, Texas

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 18:11:00 +0000

Guess where we are planning to go for our anniversary this weekend? I cannot wait! I've only been once as a child, and I a convinced it will be much more fun as an adult! Dan has never been so this will be a first for him. I still dream of renewing our vows at Luckenbach...how country am I? LOL. Anyway, I am really lucky forward to doing something fun for our 13th.

This song is so good and is so true of how most people live these days. Dan and I want so badly to slow down and live a simple kind of life. Take things easy, enjoy our family and each other, not be so materialistic. We are slowly but surely getting there. To me the song talks of getting back to what we really need, love and each other.

Plus, the four men singing it in this video are phenomenal! Does it get much better than these country music legends? I find all of their voices incredibly comforting. On my worst day, any one or all of them can bring me back to a good mood. Oh, and the Hag, he can do it to. I find them incredibly soothing. So, if you enjoy great country music, be sure to check out the video of Waylon, Willie, Kristofferson, and Cash. They were amazing together!

Ain't To Proud Too Beg ~ Musical Monday

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:55:00 +0000

I just happened upon Musical Monday and it seems like a fun idea! The theme for today is Best Song From A Movie. This one is hard for me, as I have a serious thing for movie soundtracks and there are so many great ones! After much deliberation, I chose Ain't To Proud To Beg from The Big Chill. It's one of my favorite movies ever, and the song is during one of my favorite scenes. Enjoy!

Simple Man

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Sat, 25 Apr 2009 14:37:00 +0000

My sister in law Abby recently posted about the poem If by Rudyard Kipling and how it said all the things she wanted to say to her son Milo. I agree it is a wonderful poem and does make me think of what we all want our children to be when they grow up.

But, when it comes to my own sweet little boy, that poem is not the first thing that pops into my mind. Tristen makes me think of Simple Man. I realize that it's a huge leap from Kipling to Lynyrd Skynyrd, but just roll with me on this one. It's a beautiful song with a mother telling her son what she wants for him. There are no fancy words, frills, or anything like that. It's simple, straight forward, and brings me to tears every time I hear it.

I want Tristen to realize there is more to life than money and things. To know the love of Our Father. That it is the ones you love that are important. To be true to himself. To be a man he can be proud of!

So, Tristen my love, this is my song for you.
Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say.
And if you do this
It will help you some sunny day.
Take your time... don't live too fast,
Troubles will come and they will pass.
Go find a woman and you'll find love,
And don't forget son,
There is someone up above.

(chorus)
And be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
Be a simple kind of man.
Wont you do this for me son,
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich mans gold
All that you need is in your soul,
And you can do this if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(chorus)

Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself.
Follow you heart and nothing else.
And you can do this if you try.
All I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(chorus)

Forever & Ever Amen

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Tue, 21 Apr 2009 02:15:00 +0000

We had a wild weekend! We took a trip up to Lubbock to visit the in laws. The whole family met up at Garcia's Mexican restaurant for a family dinner. Dan and I split beef fajitas; they were yummy. But, suddenly while chewing a piece of steak, the steak sorta fell down my throat without too much chewing. And the craziness ensued!

I couldn't cough it up, believe me I tried. Apparently coughing requires inhaling, which was not possible. So, I stood up, wrapped my hands around my throat, and preceded to give crazy desperate looks to those around me. Dan says I hit him repeatedly in the arm, but I don't remember this. He didn't know the Heimlich maneuver so he started beating my on the back. Not the thing to do, but it was all he knew to do. I didn't feel it at all and during the whole ordeal I didn't look over at him. I'm not sure why. I do remember thinking that I didn't want the other half of the table to see me, as that is where my kiddos were at. I worried about scaring them. At some point my wonderful sister in law Abby yelled out something about me turning blue. This came about the time I had decided that this was the end. I was blacking out and heading towards the floor when my other wonderful sister in law Tammy pushed Dan off me, wrapped her arms around me, and Heimliched me. She did it twice and that beef flew out of my windpipe. My sisters in law rock!

Folks, I 'll tell you I have never been so freaked out in my life! I am told that he whole incident lasted about a minute, but from where I was out it seemed like hours. I kept thinking that my kids were going to sit there and watch me die in front of them. Panic is not the word. Neither is fear, they just don't seem adequate to cover the range of thoughts and emotions going through my brain.

The next morning I felt terrible. I have a wicked bruise between my shoulder blades where my loving husband desperately tried to save me. He told me he was very afraid that he was going to lose me. The only good thing that came of it is he is being so much more affectionate and considerate than normal. I hope that behavior sticks around :-) He sang me to sleep Friday night to the tune of Forever & Ever Amen. I am a truly blessed gal!

So, now I am going to make the whole family take a CPR/first aid class. I am certified in CPR/first aid, but when it's happening to you, it is very hard to remember what to do. I think that the Heimlich at minimum is something everyone should know.

Tight Fittin' Jeans

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Tue, 14 Apr 2009 15:57:00 +0000

It seems all my jeans are tight fitting these days. I really hate it. I've always been a large gal, but it is getting ridiculous. I am starting to have trouble keeping up with my kids and that is unacceptable in my mind. For the first time in a long time, I am putting a lot of effort into losing some weight. And so far it's getting me nowhere!

I'm trying to be more careful about what I eat and am making an effort to move more. The Wii Fit has helped me to get more active, which is great. I do not like to exercise, so anything that can make it more fun is great in my book! I think my main problem is when it come to eating. If I eat at all during the day it's at breakfast, but normally I only eat breakfast a few times a week. The norm is for me to eat nothing until dinner. So, at around 3 in the afternoon I am starving. Thank goodness we don't keep much junk food in the house or I'd be binging on whole boxes of it! My eating habits, and basically making myself eat healthy meals during the day I know would make a difference. I'm just truly usually not hungry in the mornings. Maybe I'll make my self do Slim Fast in the mornings or something. I've got to take control of my eating habits, my weight, and my overall health.

Do any of y'all struggle with weight issues? I'd love to hear from y'all any good diet and/or exercise tips you may have.

Take The Money And Run

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Mon, 13 Apr 2009 16:10:00 +0000

Take the Money and Run, one of my favorite Steve Miller songs. Heck, I like most Steve Miller songs. But, this post is not about Steve Miller.

In January, I rescued a full blood dachshund from the local pound. She had all her shots, was spayed, and absolutely adorable. Was I looking to adopt a daschund? No. But, we were looking for a small dog to join our family. Lucy came home with us because she'd been in the pound here since November. The pound here is awful...the worst one I've ever seen. The conditions are repulsive and our "animal control officer" does not allow volunteers to work out there. He says he can handle it all himself. It's shameful! The place is dirty, smelly, and the poor animals get no socialization or human interaction at all. I paid for Lucy's city tag and got her out of there. My plan was not so much to keep her, but to find a daschund rescue to take her. I knew there had to be a no kill shelter or rescue somewhere and I just could not leave her there.

So, last week I realize that she is just not a good fit for our family. She hats the kids. She hates the cats. She hates the other dogs. She needs a family that can be an only dog household. I'm think a retired person or couple looking for a lap dog. She is yipping at me now because my computer chair does not let me have a good lap for her to sit on. Anyway, we call a few rescues and the closest no kill shelter and no one will take her. I decided to put an ad in the paper in an effort to find her a proper family. I prepared a whole bunch of questions, expect references, the who nine yards. She is a special girl and deserves a forever home.

The first call I get is a relay call, from a hearing impaired person. I'd never received a call like this before and getting through it was a challenge because it's very different from just talking on the phone. I finally get an email address and we start communicating that way. The man says he lives in Ohio and wants to have Lucy shipped to him. I replied back that there was no way she was going to a family that had never even seen her. At the time I was thinking "Aren't there daschunds in Ohio?" He replies back that he will pay me $100, double my asked for adoption fee, if I'd reserve her for him, plus he'd pay shipping costs. Via CHECK, written for over the amount of the adoption fee. Then I was to WESTERN UNION the difference to the "shipping company". I bet you could hear the alarm bells going of in my head. I did an IP check on his email. He was on the third floor of an office building in Nigeria. Lovely.

So, I started doing some research. It seems using the relay phone system for the hearing impaired is the new way these scammers operate. They can call you and you have no clue they are from another country. The poor relay operators have to take the calls and do their job because they have no way of knowing who is legit and who isn't. It seems the puppy scam is one of many similar scams. I am so thankful I realized what was going on really quickly, but I wonder how many hundreds of folks fall for this. I would have been sent a check for say $500, taken to the bank & cashed it, them wired the $400 to the "shipping company". Then the check would bounce because it's a fake, I'm out a lot of money, and the crooks have taken the money and run! Apparently, these types of scams take a lot of people everyday. Worse yet, it doesn't seem that US law enforcement can do anything about it! All sorts of scams, especially work at home ones are on the rise it seems. I guess so many people are looking for extra income during this economic down turn, that they are sadly easy prey for crooks.

So, be on your toys y'all! I cannot believe how low these guys will stoop!

As for Lucy, the scam phone call is the only one we've received. I do not know what we are going to do, but we just cannot keep her. She's such a sweetie, but she needs a new family. Keep your fingers crossed that I can place her soon!

Make Her Fall In Love With Me Song

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Tue, 07 Apr 2009 17:02:00 +0000

Gruene Hall,

the oldest dance hall in Texas.

Photo by Lodigs.

I want to take you back 14 years. Fourteen years ago, I was a cutie! Rockies, Wranglers, boots, belts, if it said country/western, I loved it! And I looked good in my tight jeans and boots. I so wish I could still say that. Anyway, I loved country boys. My idea of a great time was scootin' across a sawdust floor in the arms of a hottie in Wranglers, a hat, and smelling of Stetson cologne. I danced blisters onto my feet more weekends than I can count! I loved it so much! Cowboys were my guy of choice and I seldom ever strayed.

Enter Dan. Dan, who I developed a crush on at age 9. Dan, who played golf of all things! Dan who has my heart and has for years. Did you see those things I listed above? He does wear Wranglers, just not the tight, creased, starched variety. And he does wear Stetson, which makes me oh so happy. But, he does not now and never has, danced.

Our 13th wedding anniversary is next month and in all those years the man has never scooted me across a floor. I've never swayed in his arms to a slow song. There is no fox trotting, jitter bugging, or twisting going on around here. Dan does not dance! It makes me insane!

I love to dance and miss it so much! I heard this song by King George today and was two steppin' with a mop. The song sure brought back some great memories! I don't so much miss the cowboys, just the fun & dancin'! I'm afraid my only dance partners for the rest of my days will be cleaning implements. What a bummer!

Does your significant other not do something you really enjoy? Surely I'm not the only one in this boat?

If you haven't heard this song, go check out my playlist. It's wrongly labeled Troubador for some strange reason!

Forever & For Always

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Mon, 06 Apr 2009 21:47:00 +0000

My DH turned 32 yesterday. I spent the day with him, so am just now getting around to posting. I am incredibly blessed to be loved by this amazing man! There are so many songs that make me think of him, but this one says what I want to say him today. I love you so much Dan!

I Love NASCAR!

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 19:22:00 +0000

Image by wishymom

The headline read: Obama NASCAR Policy: GM & Chrysler OUT!

I swear there was probably smoke coming out of my ears awhile ago. I read that President Obama was going to mess with my NASCAR. You have no idea how many articles I went through before I found this! Boy was I glad to read it! I love my NASCAR!

I'm sure that NASCAR does costs the auto makers a lot of money, but I'm pretty sure it generates a ton of money as well. I've read a ton of comments saying us "dumb rednecks" would just have to wise up and realize that these are tough economic times, which made me mad as heck! I know how bad the times are! All you have to do is go to the gas pumps or grocery stores to figure it out! But, why pick on NASCAR when big companies are spending millions on sports arenas for everything from football to basketball. I feel that there is way too much money spent on professional sports, but I still enjoy watching them.

Anyway this was one heck of an April Fool's Day joke. Good one, Car & Driver...you had me going there for awhile!

She Couldn't Change Me

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 01:22:00 +0000

Have you ever heard this song? It's a fun little tune, scroll down to the bottom of the blog to check it out!

Anyway, it makes me think of me & Dan. We've been together for 14 years and will celebrate our 13th wedding anniversary in May. We were high school sweet hearts and I love him more now than I did then. It was interesting at first, both of us kids suddenly thrown into new adult roles. We both spent a lot of time trying to change each other. As you can imagine, it didn't work out too well.

I suppose we have both changed over the years, but then you do as you grow up. We've changed each other too I guess. For instance, he did not like my "old country" music back in the day, and now he's playing Merle Haggard, George Jones, and Johnny Cash on the guitar. There was a time that I wanted to break all his Eagles vinyl over his head because I was so sick of it, yet I'm the one who bought concert tickets & ended up crying over how exciting it was! I put up with his Skoal ring, he's finally decided I can "feminize" our bedroom. It's all about give and take. And now, I wouldn't change my man for the world!

"I guess when you love someone you just gotta let it be"

Don't Touch My Willie

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 15:53:00 +0000

No, not like that! Shame on you for thinking that. But, I must admit that is the first song that came to mind when I saw the 60 foot phallus 18 year old Rory McInnes had painted on the roof of his parents home on the news today. The really interesting part is that it had been there over a year before his folks found out about it! And I thought Little Man was mischievous!

As for the song, I LOVE Kevin Fowler. His songs remind me of Texas and I can relate to most of them. I'm betting you'll see more of his songs here on my blog, as many are favorites. This song about Willie is a favorite, Willie is awesome! If I need to chill out, Willie is what gets put on the stereo. Although, I'm not ad free with my Haggard and Jones as Mr. Fowler is.

So, here you have a bit of strange news and a silly song to start your weekend off right! Happy Friday y'all!

Kevin Fowler - Don't Touch My Willie lyrics

She showed up at my house at half past nine
In a low-cut dress with a bottle of wine
She said this will be a night you won't forget

She poured us some drinks to get us into the mood
I reached for the lights, she reached for my tunes
She pulled out that Red Headed Stranger, I stood up and said

Don't touch my Willie
I don't know you that well
Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones
Hell, or anybody else
I don't know what you heard
I ain't that kind of guy
Yeah so don't touch my Willie,
We'll get a long just fine

She said she never met a man like me in her life
Who wouldn't share his Willie on the very first night
I said it's nothing personal, don't take it so hard

I don't pull out my Willie for just anyone
There's a lot of other records that you can choose from
So let me make myself clear before you go too far

Don't touch my Willie
I don't know you that well
Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones
Hell, or anybody else
I don't know what you heard
I ain't that kind of guy
Yeah so don't touch my Willie,
We'll get a long just fine

Keep your hands off my Willie,
We'll get along just fine



Lyrics  Kevin Fowler lyrics - Don't Touch My Willie lyrics

I Ain't Drunk

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 15:29:00 +0000

photo by mseasons

Mary Ellen Hause was a teaching aid at Springboro High School in Ohio. She ended up in hot water after a photo of her posing with three teenage cheerleaders was found on one of the girl's Facebook pages. While it is not a crime to have your pic taken with your son's teenage friends, it is a crime to be hanging out with teenagers while they are drinking...the photo shows the girls holding Smirnoff bottles. Hause claims she did not know the kids were drinking when they gathered around her to take the picture. She ended up being sentenced to 30 days incarceration, a $500 fine, 3 years of probation, and 10 days of community service.

The whole incident upsets me on so many levels! How do you not notice liquor bottles in these girl' hands? I think her pleas of innocence are completely bogus and she just doesn't like that she got caught. When I was a teenager, everyone knew whose parents let them drink and would let friends drink at their house as well. Some parents are all about "if you are going to drink, do it here so you won't be out driving". As a teenager, these were the "cool" parents. As a parent myself now, the idea of another child's parent letting my kids drink, hanging out with them drinking, or even knowing that my kids were out drinking and not alerting me to it makes my blood boil. Add in the fact that this was a teaching aid, an authority figure over these kids, and in my mind it makes it worse. She set quite an example for these young people! So, I am quite pleased that she got more than just a slap on the wrist for this. Of course, this is just my opinion. Feel free to disagree with me.

You Can't Always Get What You Want

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 00:34:00 +0000

photo by rizkapb

This is the lesson Little Man is learning tonight.

He was a terror this morning and it took all the self control I had not just to snap! He kept saying no to me, got in my face, and was incredibly disrespectful. When DH came home and we decided on a punishment for him, Little Man threw yet another fit. Parenting is such a challenge at times!

He was sent to his room for the rest of the evening after stealing half of his sister's dinner off her plate. He's in there pouting and telling us we are the meanest parents in the world, while we are making banana splits. Life is so unfair!

Here for the Party!

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Sat, 21 Mar 2009 19:15:00 +0000

I cannot believe I didn't find this until today! 5 Minutes for Mom is hosting the Ultimate Blog Party 2009! I love blog parties! You always find so many new blogs that become must reads and meet so many great new folks! I am going to visit as many of them as I can. The house will run itself while I spend a week attached to my computer, right?
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There are awesome prizes as well. My top three favorites are:

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Hey Jude

noreply@blogger.com (Nessa) — Tue, 17 Mar 2009 14:21:00 +0000

Melanie has been my best friend for about 18 years. She lives in Oregon with her hubby and four kiddos. I miss her terribly. Not a day passes that I do not think of her and wish we lived closer. Anyway, we were talking on the phone yesterday while she was getting her younger little ones ready to go pick up the oldest from school. In the middle of talking to me, she pauses and I overhear the following:

"Jude! If that's a booger on your finger do not put it in your mouth, on the couch, or on me!"

For some reason this strikes me as absolutely hilarious. Maybe it because my little kid days or over, I don't know. What really got to me is it was one of those, I can't believe we actually have to say these things sometimes. Back in the day, we would've sworn we'd never utter such a phrase.

Rewind to sixth grade. The two of us were part of a group of four. We were the cool kids. The in crowd. The "it" girls. A clique although we never would've admitted it back then. Everyone loved us, from the other kids to the teachers. I remember that time as us doing whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted. I once looked back on that time in my life fondly, then i started reading Queen Bees & Wanna Bes and suddenly became rather ashamed. I don't remember us being mean, but we probably weren't as kind as we could have been. But, I've stumbled off the subject here. Back in the day we were super cool and it was a lot of fun!

Now I'm 30 and Melly will be in May. In November, I'll be the mom of a teenager. I currently say things like "No, you may not watch a rated R movie!" And Melly says "Hey Jude!". It sure seems like a long fall from "it girl" to here.