tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138594372012-02-16T01:17:17.976-08:00tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.comBlogger5261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-89881976842008503942011-04-14T08:53:00.000-07:002011-04-14T08:58:24.394-07:00

Working in Etsy Land all day can be challenging sometimes. How much of cute and fabulous and beautiful handmade items can you work with on a daily basis?I stumbled upon this from another Etsy seller and almost peed my pants.....Enjoy!

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This is what happens when you said that the children could have a piece of candy an hour before dinner, then forgot and reminded by said children at dinner time...........That is not pepperoni my friends. That is cherry sour candies.

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If you have never gotten naughty with a Priest....I highly suggest it.What to do you think? Lady Gaga or Lady Grandma?

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It's so nice when someone likes your product enough to contact you and put your stuff in a curated-only website. That's what the people did over at www.indieartisans.com. A lovely "Giving Thanks" theme. I certainly am grateful for their kindness. Let me know what you think.....

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My dog Sunny is your typical Chihuahua. She's bitchy and anti-social. She hates you unless you have food or lots of loves for her. Sunny wants to be carried everywhere and shakes all the time. Sunny wants nothing more than to bite anyone who comes through our door.So the other day I found it amusing that she is so fat that she's starting to get a "double neck". Check her out!So as I was

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Teachers that expect huge-ass projects to be done by kids and in turn ends up being a "Parent Project."Look at that thrilled face.Believe me. I'm all for being involved in my kids projects and helping out here and there. Need help with sentence structure? No problem. Need some felt to glue to your art board? You bet. Need to rent a video about World War II history. Done.This project is

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-51312255299535779962010-03-31T07:18:00.000-07:002010-03-31T08:15:44.659-07:00

GAK! I've been so busy making soap lately that I haven't been keeping up on my blogs. Damn if I didn't even notice when my dear blogger friend Candice over at Life According To Candice wrote a sweet little post about my soap. She said it didn't even smell like ass! Isn't that great everyone?My SoapDoesn't Smell LikeAss So please, go check this lovely Texan beauty queen out. She's got brains,

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What is this?Still confused? Let me show you one more time.........Another beautiful thing I found at Walmart the other day.....Pads for thongs.Really? When I'm bleeding like a slaughtered cow, the first thing I do is grab my thong and wish I had a pad to go right up my ass along with my thong.The world is going to hell in a hand basket I tell you.

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-49680001785022848382010-03-16T18:43:00.000-07:002010-03-16T19:13:28.115-07:00

Have you ever bought something at the store and then when you got home and unpacked your groceries, you pull out this something and said....."What the fuck?"Disclaimer:#1 - If you are male and don't want to read, think or discuss lady parts....leave NOW!#2 - If you are a size 14 or larger....I absolutely have no qualms with your size. I love you just the way you are.I have a confession to make.

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Alright, enough already with Creepy Guy. I planned to keep that post up until he left me alone....however I've realized that if that were the case, you would be staring at him until 2015.UPDATE:Detective "Kiss my Ass" has informed me there is nothing they can do about his harassment that has been ongoing for 3 months now.. They don't have the time, resources or money to indulge in out-of-state

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-44337466073796974782010-01-28T10:02:00.000-08:002010-01-28T10:20:10.191-08:00

You are pathetic.I know you think you are so awesome for hanging out in teen chat rooms waiting for someone to post a phone number to a friend. I know that's how you got a cell phone number of ours. Yes, my kids are stupid for doing that but you? You suck balls.After our two brief conversations we had over a month ago, I thought I made it quite clear that:A. I'm not as sexy as I sound.andB.

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You know, I've been doing a lot of soul searching lately. I've been trying to figure out how to simplify my life so that I can make room for other endeavors (like soap making). I've come up with a few ideas....A. Less goofing around and more working. aka: less bon-bons and Oprah watchingB. Start with one room and organize the shit out of it. If it makes me feel good, do the other rooms too

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Meet Tofu, the Living Zombie. He's not so bad is he? Kinda cute if you ask me. Vegans are sexy right....RIGHT?If you are not familiar with Vegans and what they eat, let me take a moment to share with you what they don't eat:*Meat (or anything that has meat products or broth or is made from a derivative of an animal)*Dairy (this includes any milk coming from an animal, butter, sour cream,

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I'm so out of it. We got this new big-ass computer for Christmas. It's the new Mac with the screen as big as a living room. Very cool, but I am used to a PC. Change my life and I have about a three year learning curve. It took me three days just to find Way Down In Mayberry. Yeh...I'm stoopid.I'll be up and running as soon as I figure out how to post pictures. If you are lucky, maybe I'll

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-13973286284358638042009-12-18T07:46:00.000-08:002009-12-18T08:08:39.072-08:00

When I was young, occasionally during the Christmas holiday we would make a gingerbread house. Back in those days (god, I'm old), they didn't have the gingerbread kits like they do now. You would take the time to bake the cookies and then assemble the house.I wouldn't have considered eating it. I mean, what's the point? If you want to eat the damn thing, just bake a bunch of cookies and

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It's cold Way Down in Mayberry.Freeze my tits (what little there are) off cold.Highs have been around 16 degrees while lows are in the negatives. These kind of temperatures can make people do some weird shit. People tend to be very grumpy and all they talk about is how fucking cold it is outside. I get it. When the kids get home from school after walking the whole block and 1/2, all they want

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The lovely thing about being married to a writer, is the criticism that can occur when you use words incorrectly on your blog. Take for instance an email that I received from Bubby last week....."Thought you might appreciate me mentioning that you keep using then/than wrong on your blog so you can stop. At first, I thought it was a typo or a spellchecker making bad assumptions. But since you keep

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I haven't posted a "Bubbyism" for awhile.Yesterday we were driving past Cabella's and had to stop as all of the people were pouring out of the store and crossing the street."I would be more embarrassed being seen walking out of Cabella's then a pornography store."That's my man!

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There are a couple of really interesting things that come along with Leroy's Asperger's:1. EXTREME sensitivity to smell and food textures. (Put peanut butter near his nose and watch him immediately throw up)2. CAN'T sleep. (Put him to bed at 8pm, watch him fall asleep around 1am)As a result, we had a super skinny kid who didn't sleep. This summer, I was embarrassed to take him to the pool because

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My whole life I've been skinny.My. Whole. Life.Then I hit forty. I have no idea what brick wall I ran in to but the eating whatever the fuck I want and not exercising AT ALL days are over.I started running and cutting back on food consumption. Both are tough because:A. I'm lazy.B. As you all well know, I love food more than my husband.I think I've been doing pretty well. I run 2 miles a day, 5

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-1982635327430015652009-11-29T18:39:00.000-08:002009-11-30T08:38:30.387-08:00

I've been all bah humbuggy already this year. Just a few days after Thanksgiving and I'm dreaming of Easter. I didn't always used to be this way. I think I'm jaded.All of this changed yesterday. All of it......Let me preface this post by cluing you in on "mo-jo". My dear friend Kiki and I are always trying to please the gods for positive mo-jo. We do this by giving money to sweet little children

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-81032870513316899552009-11-24T08:18:00.000-08:002009-11-24T08:49:17.636-08:00

Hell yes!But before you get your knickers in a twist and think that I am going all Big Love/Mormon cult on you, let me give you the top five reasons that I believe in polygamy (and polyandry too!) 1. Freely consenting, adult, non-abusive, marriage committed people should have the right to marry more than one person if they choose to do so. Okay, I admit....the woman pictured above clearly

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I was browsing Google the other day searching for something as innocuous as soap molds and looky what I found!Am I the last person on earth to find out about locking up penis's? Where have I been?Danielle Egan writes:"Now you might be picturing leather-clad dungeon-dwellers with rubbers balls in their mouths, but belters walk among us as boss, accountant and airline pilot. In fact,

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-50584759705351717102009-11-10T08:59:00.000-08:002009-11-11T16:25:35.747-08:00

It's not Sunday....but I thought I would share this dish with you anyway. This is an easy week-night dish because prep is minimal. I am using fresh raviolis that you can buy at your local supermarket or specialty food store.BUTTERNUT SQUASH RAVIOLI WITH BROWN SUGAR PINE NUT SAGE BUTTER2 lbs fresh butternut squash raviolis1 cup pine nuts4 TBS butter, cut in to large pieces1/2 cup brown sugar1 tsp

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Halloween was low-key this year. I didn't dress up. I didn't decorate the outside of the house. I for the first time in my life, was not in to Halloween. Maybe this is a sign from the gods that I'm getting old.If I haven't mentioned it before, people come in droves to trick-or-treat Way Down In Mayberry. They bus the kids in for christs sake! But there was a new thing that I witnessed this year

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-59319397417054258072009-10-28T11:37:00.000-07:002009-10-28T12:18:03.330-07:00

The lovely thing about friends is that they always have the perfect gift for you. Your friends know you so well that they could be walking through a store one day and see something and BAM! They HAVE to get it for their friend because it is the most perfect gift in the whole entire universe!If you remember from this post.....I abhor teased hair. I also must remind you that I have no television,

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This recipe is my new best Autumn recipe. It is soooo easy and absolutely delicious (however not so low on calories). PUMPKIN GRATINSmall pumpkin pie pumpkinsCrusty BreadCheeses (like Gruyere, Swiss and Fontina)1/2 and 1/2Chicken stock1. Scoop out seeds of pumpkin.2. Layer crusty bread and cheese inside pumpkin.3. Fill pumpkin with 1/3 chicken stock and the other 2/3rds with 1/2 and 1/2.4. Brush

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I had a birthday this month. I thought I might show you some photos of my very low-key celebration: I have birthday pie every year. I don't like cake. This pie is my favorite. A chocolate silk pie. What could be wrong with whip cream and dark chocolate? Bubby decided to put 41 candles on the pie.....which was fine until all the kids wanted to take turns lighting the candles.In the birthday

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So life has been giving my share of whoop-ass lately. I'm not complaining. But to help you understand how out of it I've been lately, I share with you the following conversation that I had with my mother this weekend.......MeMa: "Do you and Bubby want to go out Tuesday night?"Me: "Huh?"MeMa: "Well, I just thought if the two of you wanted to go out, I'll watch the kids."Me: "Tuesday?"MeMa:

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That's where I've fallen my friends..... It's a deep, dark and dank hole but I'm climbing out. Before I know it....I'll see the light again.

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God. A week has gone by with no posts. I thought I would have more time once the kids were in school.Apparently not.No worries! I have a yummy dish for you to try this week. It is my absolute favorite salad. Enjoy!ASIAN SALAD WITH GRILLED CHICKEN Dressing:1 cup oil1 cup brown sugar1/2 cup wine vinegar1 TBS soy saucesaltfresh cracked pepperBlend. Salad:2 cups pecans, broken in to thirds2 cans

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This recipe is rocks! I got this from a friend. It's healthy and easy and a winner with the kids....SIMPLE SALMON with MANGO SALSA2 large ripe mangoes, peeled and cubed2 red bell peppers, cored, seeded and chopped1/2 cup fresh cilantro, chopped2 limes; one cut in half and the other cut in wedges1/2 tsp ground cumincoarse saltfreshly ground pepper approx. 2 lbs salmon fillets2 tsp olive oilCombine

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-1505162624301574822009-09-02T19:40:00.000-07:002009-09-03T10:51:38.239-07:00

I introduce to you our lovely new kitty, Clarice. Bubby picked her out at the shelter and named her after Jody Foster in "Silence of the Lambs." Yes. We are the freaky morbid kind of family you might like to meet at a party, but also the family that you really thank god every waking moment that you don't have to live next door to them. Isn't she pretty?Clarice is a good little kitten. Clarice

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-33574664578524808172009-08-31T08:56:00.000-07:002009-08-31T09:43:32.562-07:00

Izzy started first grade today. This is what he looked like two years ago on his first day of preschool.You don't have to tell me he looked like that creepy Chucky doll. I know, I know. *shudder* Now he's such a big boy with his spiderman shirt and socks to match. No more lobster shirts for this bad boy!Leroy looked all clean cut and kind of tentative about third grade.Now he's all growing his

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-6646112840759114442009-08-29T07:01:00.000-07:002009-08-29T07:28:46.922-07:00

This is the best recipe for ribs that I know of. I like these ribs because they aren't saucy. They are fall off the bone delicious!When you read the recipe, it may seem daunting.....but it is not. The key to these ribs (or any yummy ribs) is preparation and a slow roast. So if you want ribs on Saturday, stick these in the fridge prepared Thursday night. Saturday morning, take them out, pop them

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-18472738247569685302009-08-24T19:08:00.001-07:002009-08-25T07:39:34.035-07:00

Or at least some of us do. We are a family that likes music and we have our own music room to jam naked anytime we want to. See that awesome blue piano in the background? That's mine. All mine. I turn all Tori Amos and shit when I'm playing on it. I know you wish you had my talents.We are the family musicians that may someday end up on The Gong Show spewing our talents.(maybe even naked if Izzy

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This is post #500. Wow! Who knew I would still be writing after all of these years?TALLULAH'S BAKED MANICOTTIA couple of things about this dish:*It's vegetarian*It has two main steps....Making the sauce and assembling the Manicotti. I suggest that you DO NOT use jarred sauce. If you do, it will taste like Chef Boyardee. Ick. SUMMER MARINARA SAUCEThis sauce will keep up to 8 days in the fridge, so

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Yep. That's us. Kiki and I on our next adventure. If you don't remember, we have tried Spotted Dick, made cheese, tamales and raviolis. But I have to tell you....this my friends is da bomb! CANNING TOMATOES! First, you start with lovely black gloves that Kiki is modeling...... Next, you gather tomatoes. (We have 55 pounds of organic lovelies here.)Next, you boil them in water until their skins

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-15444394584010282972009-08-17T20:30:00.000-07:002009-08-18T08:24:30.621-07:00

Why do some guys have to be such pricks sometimes? (Okay, women can be too, so don't think I'm just ragging on the men here but this particular story has to do with jerky men with too much testosterone.)Izzy, MeMa (Izzy's Grandma) and myself did some school shopping this weekend. Izzy and I approached the kids dressing room in Dillard's while MeMa was looking for children's socks.The dressing

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-64227146516124508962009-08-16T16:03:00.000-07:002009-08-16T16:29:48.396-07:00

People are always asking me for recipes, so I thought I would post a recipe that I like every week. If you make it, drop me a line...I would love to know how it turned out!TALLULAH'S SUMMER SALADServes: A shitload of people, or in my case....as a main course for 8 with leftovers. This salad is perfect to make during the summer because it benchmarks off of the lovely produce springing from your

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-43100504390833179472009-08-14T07:34:00.000-07:002009-08-14T08:01:11.167-07:00

I'm all about making fun of Bubby. Sometimes I even blog about it for the world to see.Take for instance, Bubby's obsession with green.....Dirty clothes awaiting laundry. Freshly laundered shirts to hang up (long sleeve).Freshly laundered shirts to hang up (short sleeve). Count 'em. That's twelve shirts that I just washed that are green. Oh! And all of the shirts have cute little nerdy

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Two years ago, I posted this about our dear cat Quasimodo. I would love to share it with you.Quasimodo 1991-2009

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Remember when I shaved my head? (see Lipstick Lesbian post) When I started growing my hair back, it was quite gray. I decided after the nice, lovely woman in the Hallmark store told me I was lucky to be in the store on the right day to get my senior discount that I would either:A. Slash the little lady's neck with a very sharp Hallmark card that would give her a gashing paper cut from hell.orB.

tallulahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13859437.post-50751723342754868082009-08-04T13:11:00.001-07:002009-08-05T06:57:11.564-07:00

How about just swing in Mayberry instead? Rumor has it (for years in fact), that our quaint little town of Mayberry has quite the underground "swinging" scene.Conversations meeting new people outside of Mayberry (in our Metropolis) go something like this:Sarah: "Hi. It's nice to meet you. What part of the city do you live in?"Me: "Oh. I live outside of the city in Mayberry."Sarah: with sudden

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..........about this subject, especially since it is summer. Some things just chap my well-defined ass and this just happens to be one of them. We all know smoking is bad for you right? And let's just say for a moment that you were a smoker.....it doesn't matter if you are a social smoker or a 4-pack a day smoker, you know that you may get cancer (lung, tongue, lip just to name a few) because of

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Snoop dog Saddle & Sunny w/HoneyLL Cool Christian and Lady ToriIce Ice BooBoo and June Bug LeroyDizzy Izzy and Busta Cap KikiD'Man (left) and Ms. D'DeeMs. LL RappaMs. B'dcrousMs. Bee Be B Lil' E Ms. C SparxMs. K Notorious (left)andMs. Run DMDD'Man IIAnd of course..... 59 cent TEveryone is totally transformed when they try on my glasses. Can't you tell? (Okay. Maybe not June Bug Leroy.)I know you

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May I preface this blog post by saying that I really need to reveal just a teensy bit about me so that you may understand my situation.....I have a disease. One that keeps me from not being 2.3 minutes away from any restroom facility. Really, enough said. No gory details here. Just a heads-up that this is my life and I have every bathroom scoped out from Mayberry to every square block of our

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Bubby and I got two of our dogs from a rescue. Some woman had something like 120 Chihuahuas. When we first brought Saddle and Sunny home as puppies, they had some nasty eating habits. They would eat anything that moved or crawled (luckily we didn't have a toddler in the house or they would have eaten him too). Saddle and Sunny would spend hours finding grubs and worms in the backyard to eat

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Going somewhere with Izzy is tricky. You see, Izzy is still attached to my hip at six years of age. I'm not complaining. Really. I'm just saying that when I get ready to go to a party and the children are coming with me, I have to keep Izzy's state of mind in MY mind. Let me explain....Izzy (and all of our children) have not been schooled in the absurdity of "stupid gender stuff". As a

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Not only will having a smooth hoo-hoo help your sex life, it can possibly help you grow bigger, tastier vegetables as well. Who knew?You can imagine my surprise when Bubby ordered "Smart Grow" hair mats for my garden. 120,00 pounds of human hair from India & China are boiled to 120 degrees and then woven in to mats (Smart Grow won't accept American hair because it's too damaged and processed).

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10. Your body decides to wake you out of a dead sleep in a tent in your backyard at 4:30 in the morning to tell you life is not like you think it is.9. Just in case, your body teaches you a new lesson in retching. It explains to you that there may be something residual left in your stomach since 1983. This is a tutorial in "Patience through Torture."8. Everything from your scalp to the tips of

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I get kind of obsessed when I see something in a magazine that I love. Okay, I can't have him....at least not yet.....but I'm working on it.Actor Stephen Moyer(Bill Compton) from "True Blood". About three months ago, I saw a picture in a magazine of this woman: She kicks ass! Her name is Iris Barrel Apfel. Apparently she is this style icon and jewelry/clothing designer. If I am still alive at 86

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Dear women,I feel I must inform you of a huge mistake that you are making. Maybe you don't know. Maybe you just don't care....but I feel compelled to tell you: This bouffant-ponytail shit has got to go. The freshly f*cked look is really getting on my nerves. I spend half my morning to make sure I don't look freshly f*cked before I walk out the door and you women spend half the morning with

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Living in a state that clearly has four seasons, I love, Love LOVE Summer! I most likely would not say the same thing if I lived in say, Texas... like my friends Barb, Jenn & Candice do. Candice has a certain way of describing heat in Texas, and I must say....it makes me cringe when she writes about it.That said, here are a few reasons why Summer kicks ass.....It's all about food right? Good god!

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I'm a Dr. Laura fan. That may surprise you since I seem to be on the crazy-ass end of liberal. I don't agree with everything Dr. Laura has to say, but I do agree with her on two specific things:Stay at home and raise your children.Men are simple creatures. Keep your man happy by feeding him good food and having sex with him.Yes, I know....I'm so 1950's.Sometimes, when I am bored, I like to play

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Need I say more?

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I grew up Catholic. As an adult, I tried my go at religion but with no success. Religion should fit like I glove. I felt that I kept trying on pantyhose that were 3 x too small. The more I went to church, the more I felt like someone was telling me how to think, what to say and what to believe. I bagged it.I've been a lot happier since I bagged the God gig. If there is a God, he/she is much

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I remember seeing a documentary a while back about children in India learning how to take pictures with cameras that an instructor gave them. It was called Born Into Brothels. If you haven't seen it, you should take the time to rent it. Children with cameras can be amazing. They shoot photos of things you would never think were art, but that's what they end up being....incredible, beautiful

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Just as this relationship is fucked up and wrong....I had a similar experience at our local Swim and Run shop today. I'm already in a pissy mood. I have to pick out a swimming suit. Nobody who is blindingl-white, veiny and a little soft around the middle wants to shop for a swimming suit. Then the employees that are "really helpful" want to know your exact size bra cup, ass cup and everything in

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I have a new little widget on my blog. Can you see it? It says "Followers". Say it with me... FOLL - O- WERZ. Good Job!It's in the right hand corner at the top. See my beautiful vampire face? I am my own follower!Now it is your job to be a follower too. I need to know what kind of audience I have. It will also encourage others to read my blog if they see that more than two people read my

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We live in a very safe community. Parents let their kids roam at will. They go to the pool, they hang out at our local Mercantile, they bike and scooter all over our community. It is great to see children grow up the way I grew up....a small, safe town that you roamed around and played with your friends until it got dark. But times have changed and so have the parents raising their children. I

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So far.....Izzy has tried cheesy, dried larvae and crunchy crickets. We even got Christian's grossed-out friends to try them by promising them a coca-cola after eating one.But he did surprise me the other day when he asked if he could have his Valentine's candy that he was saving for a special occasion. The kid saved this for four months until the right opportunity presented itself.....You see,

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Dear readers,Please excuse my absence. You see, I got my computer re-configured and it took a long-ass time to get it up and functioning again. Speaking of fat-ass, um...I mean long-ass.....Izzy got a hold of the camera again and wants me to share this with you.In the process, I lost my photoshop capabilities and really, what's a blog without a bunch of photos? I apologize profusely for you

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I preface this blog by informing you that Christian cannot properly pronounce the word, "discs".At the dinner table:Izzy: "Well I want to watch blah blah movie."Christian: "We can't watch blah blah movie. It's scratched."Izzy: "How did it get scratched?"Christian: "Leroy keeps licking the dicks."Silence......................L o n g P a u s e......................Me: "Leroy keeps licking the dicks

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The beauty of my dogs lies in the fact they have no idea that they are taking a snooze on my Italian leather couch...... Making a dog bed out of my expensive feather down throw pillows................ Or if they are cold and shivering, there's always a human to wrap them up in a furry brown throw.Damn! My dogs hit the lottery!

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that's me on the left...if you took a bicycle pump to my breastsLeroy: "Mom? What's it called when girls are gay? Me: "Lesbian." Leroy: "You're a lesbian." Me: "What makes you think so?" Leroy: "Coz you are always kissing and hugging girls and telling them you love them." Me: "Girls often show their emotions differently than boys Leroy. I often kiss and hug my friends because it shows

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This probably comes as no shock to you. I mean, I do sound a little crazy don't I?Okay....so here are the different therapies/appointments that I have to drive one or another kid around to every week:*Physical Therapy*Brain Therapy (talking doctor)*Eye Therapy (no shit....I have one kid that has to go twice a week, every week for a year)*IBI Therapy (nah, I don't even want to explain this one)*

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As you may remember, Kiki and I are trying out something new every month. *January - Spotted Dick *February - February sucked the mighty one. Nothing new. No nothing.*March - Making Cheese I haven't shown you pictures of us making cheese. That's because making cheese is boring. Anyone who tells you making cheese is fascinating is full of shit.Cheese KitHeat milk and watch. Add stuff. Watch some

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After Leroy and I returned home from the Almighty Golden Corral on Sunday afternoon, Leroy went down for a nap. He woke up briefly, wouldn't eat or drink and then went back to sleep at 5pm. He then slept ANOTHER 16 hours to greet me at 9 am the next morning. I decided to keep Leroy home from school. He wasn't acting quite right. It was hard to put my finger on his behavior. Leroy has Asperger's,

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It started off like any other weekend...........................Saturday night I went out with some friends and arrived home in the wee hours of the morning. Bubby thought he would be the good husband that he is and let me sleep in. He set the kids up with a movie, fed them breakfast and dispensed their meds for the day.That is when the terror started. The unthinkable happened. Bubby fed Leroy

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The VANITY GODS have been watching over me lately. They have been up on their little golden, prissy thrones waiting for just the right moment to play a cruel joke on me. With time on the VANITY GODS sides, it wasn't long before they could choose the right moment to strike.Scroll down for Exibit A....... My hair is the same color as the Peeps. I have Peep hair....and it is really quite

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If you like naughty things. Cmon, ya'll LOVE naughty things! Check out my girlfriend at www.candiceandco.blogspot.com. (the Ding Dongs post) She's having an awesome give-away! You could win a new toy for all of those Costco batteries lying around.Oh, and Candice has a real potty mouth... so if you don't like that sort of stuff, then say a prayer for her in your church of choice next week coz

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People keep asking me when I am going to write a new post. "Enough of the damn dog picture already", they say. Well here's your effing post...because, you know, so much is going on in my life.........Against our children's wishes, and in a desperate attempt to save money.....we did the unthinkable. We rid ourselves of cable.That means that we don't even have the basics. No three channels

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Every time I look in the mirror and think I am having a bad hair day, I am reminded of this: Poor BooBoo!

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Two recent reasons why I will keep Bubby around:I mentioned yesterday how much I hated the looks of my hair. Bubby replied, "I like it. It looks very European." This morning Bubby said, "Your butt feels so much firmer than it used to be."And really, even if both of his comments are big, fat lies.......I totally am up for some ego stroking.

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Some people in our family are just more practical than others.I'm practical about some things. For instance, if one of the cats puke on the floor, I know if I wait a little bit, one of the dogs will go over and lick up the puke. This is practical in the sense that I have less clean up.However, it never occurred to me that when Bubby said, "Hey everyone! Let's go outside and make s'mores!", that

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This kid has it all. Christian is a magnet for all of our family animals. He's also a chick magnet. What other 11 year old do you know that has a moustache?

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She died less than two hours after I arrived at her home.My sister. My friend.K-Kay was also a wife and a mother to two children. She was a Grandma of a sweet, little one with another one on the way. Breast cancer has a way of tricking you. It's a cancer that is treatable. For every breast cancer story, there is a one of survival. We all hear about the courageous battles that are fought and we

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Here at our house, every Friday is "Family Night." It's basically like the Mormon version of "Family Home Evening." We usually watch a movie or play games.Bubby has most recently been enjoying imposing NEW RULES on the rest of us. He obviously gets a kick out of his ability to boss people around.Last Friday he came up with a NEW RULE. I think it stemmed from people shoving popcorn down their

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Shortly after we purchased our first home, we wanted to fill it with children. We couldn't afford for me to stay home at the time so we waited to start our family. Instead, we filled it with our animal children.I quickly picked out a dog from the shelter. A 9 month old big, brindled Australian Shepherd/Pit Bull mix with a brain the size of a peanut. I named him Ben.Bubby took his time. He

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Leroy thinks our cat Pooh adores him. Maybe Pooh does, but I highly doubt it. Pooh is a fairly aloof cat. We found him in a very busy parking lot during the Christmas season when he was a kitten. After an examination with the Veterinarian, the Vet claimed that Pooh has brain damage. Pooh stares at walls for very long periods of time (hours), and barks like a dog.....really! Pooh's one

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When Bubby was cutting Izzy's hair...he cut in a variety of stages. I think this look is especially lovely. That is, if you are expecially fond of mullets (missing teeth and all). I think Izzy could totally be poster boy for a hillbilly don't you think?

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Leroy's way.......After years of leg casting and botox injections in his legs, our last resort for toe-walking was surgery. Leroy has a long road to recovery....but he's a strong and brave boy.

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We rarely have beef (maybe twice a year) and that's also how often I prepare a"meat & potatoes" type dinner. Last night I surprised the gang with meat loaf, mashed potatoes, gravy and salad. At dinner Christian was remarking at how good the "Truck Stop Food" was. Bubby: "Yum. This is really good. What kind of meat did you use?" Me: "99% fat-free ground turkey & a little bit of ground pork for

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Every year you hear me complain about my aversion to winter. I really do need to move to Arizona or Florida.But in the meantime, I have someone that embraces her winter misery as much as I do. Even my little Sunny girl.....wrapped in a colorful scarf & shivering, can't hide the sadness in her face.

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Have you ever had some? My dear friend Kiki and I haven't been able to make a new food every month. But we did get the chance to try a new food.Who knew that Heinz was in the business of dick?Let me tell you......suet pudding studded with raisins is disgusting. But I'm glad I had the chance to try it. Who knows what Kiki and I will make/try next?

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I have no idea who this kid is. But if he's good, I'll let him stay.

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Bubby is all into introducing the kids to every childhood T.V. memory he has ever had. We have watched the Original Star Trek series, The Munsters and all the Kung-Fu movies. We are currently viewing all of The Beverly Hillbillies. Whether the kids are into the shows or not, Bubby sits them down and we watch them as a family. We are so cruel with our nostalgia.Now Bubby wants to start purchasing

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My brother is.He plays bingo with balls.VCee has been playing Bingo with my Mom (MeMa) every Thursday night for a couple of years now. I've never really been into the game. I've played a few times but quickly lost interest. Maybe because when I played the game it was with one or two wooden cards that you pushed over the little windows when your number was called. Straight bingo. Four corners

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The year of 2008 has been one of the worst years on record for my family, extended family and friends. Most details I can't publish for all, but it has been a generally sucky year. It makes me want to partake in many a martini. Bubby bought these new martini glasses to help us along on our drinking binge. (chocolate milk for the kids in two of them) This year basically translates in to a huge

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Have you ever been driving and arrived somewhere and have no idea how you got there? That's me. Once I slip behind the wheel, I zone out. I ignore children fighting in the back seat, I can't hear the radio and oh.....I can't see anything that may be in the road. Especially those exceptionally large brown, furry animals with horns on their heads. What are they called?Oh yes........deer.Living Way

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Izzy is a big five year old now. Can't you tell with the temporary tattoo, black, chipped fingernail polish and hulk underwear on his head? He looks like he's ready for a Lollapalooza concert. Izzy thinks he is such a big boy now because he can read and spell. Last week he came down from upstairs and exclaimed,"MOM!!! Leroy called me dumb."Me: "Really?"Izzy: "Yes! I can spell dumb. D-U-M-B!Me: "

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We have the "Bubbyism's" now on my blog.....but I've realized there are also some very astute quotes from Izzy as well.I welcome "Izzyism's"! And of course, it couldn't be complete without a picture of something on the head, right? Doesn't he look so intelligent? That's my boy. Maybe this image will assist you in remembering just how high this kids IQ is.Most recently, Izzy is into tasting the

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Dear Mema,You have always been generous with your gifts, however, this gift will not be seen on my head again after I post it for the world to see.Your loving daughter,-tallulah

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Bubby is always trying to rent things from Netflix that the kids are not familiar with. Most recently it has been EVERY.SINGLE.STAR TREK.EPISODE., Jackie Chan flicks, The Munsters, and Michael Johnson videos.Who's Michael Johnson? Well according to Izzy, this guy of course.... Izzy has danced his way through the weekend. "Beat It" and "Thriller" are two of his favorites. In fact, Izzy is

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Anyone with a large family knows that when it comes time to take family portraits, it's a nightmare. So what Bubby and I have decided to do is to wait until we are all dressed up and looking half-way decent for another event (in this case, a wedding), and then sneak some family pictures in.Our problem is one child. One child only that may not live to see adulthood. One child that has the will and

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Christian: "Dad? Why do you always see bad guys in the movies driving really nice cars?"Long pause..........Bubby: "Because sometimes crime pays." The man is genius.

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Bubby's dog Mistie turned 16 years old on Halloween. This age is practically unheard of for a German Shepherd. Since the day we chose Mistie at the animal shelter, Mistie has dedicated her life to Bubby. Bubby started running with her almost immediately. He would take her up into the foothills and run with her every day. She was still running with Bubby as of last year. Now her bones are

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I can rest my head easy tonight....... My children have a future.

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The two older ones did come up with costumes after much whining....... Look familiar? This was Christian's costume from last year. He's so creative. Of course Tori is a Goth chick again. Looking a little surly don't you think?Leroy as Optimus Prime and Izzy as Batman. Everyone needs a super-hero or two around.But of course, my passions turn to food........... Yes. I took "Over-achiever class"

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