Sunday Funday ~ And Celebrating Dad's

First things first.  Happy Father's Day to all the real dad's out there.
The ones who are there for you and love you.

Happy day to my Daddie (his spelling not mine) who I believe is one of the most intelligent people in the world.

And Happy day to my baby Daddy.   I love you Wally.

And now, linking up on this (hopefully) wonderful Sunday, with that little social link-up going on.

1. What is your biggest driving pet peeve?
I don't speed.   I just can't afford a ticket.   So if you are riding my ass and I'm going the speed limit, back off.

Also.   Blinkers.  They do make them for a reason.   So we know what the heck you are doing!  Are you turning?  Switching lanes?  Being an idiot?

2. Biggest Blogging pet peeve?

Bloggers who only write.  They never tweet, return emails, visit other's blogs, interact in general.  That is what it is all about.  (And of the course "I follow you, follow me back!)

3. Biggest general pet peeve?

If I'm behind you, please hold the door for me.  I will say thank you. -  If I hold the door for you, please don't ignore me.  That is rude.   Why are people so darn rude?

4. What is your most irrational fear?

Hands down Car Washes.

5. 3 celebrities you’d want to have dinner with?

I think I answered this last week with who would I want to read my blog :) (but you can throw in Tina Fey as well!)


Have a great Sunday lovies!   Catch you on the flip side.  

Of Sunday, that is.

To The Mom .......

I saw this first on Ruthie's Blog and I just loved it.   So true.

To the mom who's breastfeeding: Way to go! It really

 is an amazing gift to give your baby, for any amount

 of time that you can manage! You're a good mom. 

To the mom who's formula feeding: Isn't science

 amazing? To think there was a time when a baby with

 a mother who couldn't produce enough would suffer,

 but now? Better living through chemistry! You're a 

good mom.

To the cloth diapering mom: Fluffy bums are the

 cutest, and so friendly on the bank account. You're a

 good mom.

To the disposable diapering mom: Damn those things

 hold a lot, and it's excellent to not worry about 

leakage and laundry! You're a good mom.

To the mom who stays home: I can imagine it isn't 

easy doing what you do, but to spend those precious 

years with your babies must be amazing. You're a 

good mom.

To the mom who works: It's wonderful that you're

 sticking to your career, you're a positive role model 

for your children in so many ways, it's fantastic. 

You're a good mom.

To the mom who had to feed her kids from the drive

 thru all week because you're too worn out to cook or

 go grocery shopping: You're feeding your kids, and 

hey, I bet they aren't complaining! Sometimes sanity

 can indeed be found in a red box with a big yellow M 

on it. You're a good mom.

To the mom who gave her kids a homecooked

 breakfast lunch and dinner for the past week:

 Excellent! Good nutrition is important, and they're

 learning to enjoy healthy foods at an early age, a 

boon for the rest of their lives. You're a good mom.

To the mom with the kids who are sitting quietly and

 using their manners in the fancy restaurant: Kudos, it

 takes a lot to maintain order with children in a place

 where they can't run around. You're a good mom.

To the mom with the toddler having a meltdown in the

 cereal aisle: they always seem to pick the most

 embarrassing places to lose their minds don't they?

 We've all been through it. You're a good mom.

To the moms who judge other moms for ANY of

 the

 above? Glass houses, friend. Glass houses.

Tree Porn - Second Edition

Yes. It's quite the title.   If you want to hear about my tree obsession check out Part I , winter style.

We have this awesome tree in our yard that every spring just blooms amazingly.  Unfortunately, it only lasts a few weeks.  Here is the beginning, middle, and end.

What did they DO to you? Men Edition

* this originally appeared as a guest post on Suze's blog.  *

So awhile ago I started a series (that I am about to pick up again) called "What did they DO to you?"  It's pretty much the horror that is Hollywood today.  Here are my first posts (here and here) which are all female singers, actresses, etc.  

*note:  I do feel bad for these people.   I'm sure they have a lot of pressure to look good or young, but in the end they are just making it worse*

Wayne Newton

Bruce Jenner.   Or as people know him today, Kardashian's step dad

 Mickey Rourke .   Why did you have to do this to your face?

 Carrot Top.  I mean this actually terrifies me. 

And probably the most famous in plastic surgery history.  Michael Jackson.  

He used to so pretty good looking.

 So which one do you think is the worst?  Did I miss anyone?  

Tune in soon for the next installment! 

He's Still Talking --- Part II

Alrighty.  I'm sure you are all just dying waiting for the second part of Guss talking about me.   :)  

If you missed it last week, here is part I.   Here is Part II.  Where he shares the things about me that drive him crazy.  Don't worry...I still love him.

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Not all of these things are "good", some are just annoying. You know stuff that you might bring up in a room with a marriage counselor or something. But that's OK not everything is perfect. As my grandpappy once said, "life isn't all lollipops and gumdrops son!". Okay he never said that in fact I'm confident he has never used the word lolly pop or gumdrop. 

* My wife has a condition that I call iPod ADD. Can we please here the end of a song or hey here is a thought how about the middle. Always changing the song half a verse in. I don't know how she knows if she like the song or not she never listens to it.  Next song..next...next, I would say it's the most annoying thing.

* But if she doesn't hear something on the TV she has to rewind it. It's never something important to the plot that she misses either. "What was the dogs name?". Who cares, it doesn't matter, lets finish this show I need to go to bed! Even the commercial will get rewound. I thought that was the purpose for the DVR so we don't have to watch bad commercials for Big Al's Carpet City. I don't know why she cant do what I do, just assume its unimportant and move on and if it was try and piece it together later. 

* Have you ever had someone ask you a question that you are pretty sure they didn't care what the answer was. The best example is two different shoes, one on each foot. What shoe looks better. "I like the one on the left foot!".  Next thing I know the pair that was on the right foot is being worn. I really do assume it's because that's the one I didn't pick. This is done purposely just to be annoying and frustrating. But what can you do right?

* The thing that starts an argument the fastest in this house happens right away in the morning. 

Miranda is not what anyone would refer to as a morning person. I would even call her a noon person. I on the other hand am a morning person, well a 7 or 8 o'clock person, my employer seems to think that 4am is the morning,  I disagree. 

So every morning that I am home starts with the first wake up call... "uuuugggggghhhhhh just a half an hour more".  This wish is granted and met with..... "come back in ten minutes". OK.. ten minutes pass and I let my impatience be known. Another few minutes pass and I'm proclaiming loudly "get up",  "I'm awake", "but you're not up". 

* Hey! I guess I got one more in me. So as my dad's friends used to say, "Here's one for the road!". They really did say that...what it was a different simpler time...don't judge. You know what just take the Pabst Blue Ribbon OK!?

 I don't not believe that as of the 11th grade she has written a research paper. Except for maybe an art or German paper. I have written all her papers in 11th 12th and 4 (or more) years in college. Boy did she do good on them too. ( I deny this vehemently    do you think I want to lose my Bachelor's degree?!?!?! )

Well that's all I have. I don't really know how to end this.........that's what she said

---------- He's so classy.