This and That

Just some random thoughts of our daily life....

Is it strange that the kids need to wear boots to play in the backyard in order to combat chicken poop. I laugh to myself each and every time I pull into the driveway and chickens meet me at the gate.  We did fix the chicken poop problem by locking the girls in their run, much to the kid's relief.  Apparently it isn't easy to run in boots and they can also be problematic when going down the sliding board.  There has been a time or two where someone goes ass over head from the friction against the board.

Homework....apparently pen is not appreciated in the workbook.  If only they would send home a pencil since finding one in this house is like looking for a needle in a haystack. 

I think the ghost from Halloween past lives in our house as our decorations have mysteriously disappeared. 

Puppy and a screaming little girl does not mix well.  She screams, he thinks she is playing, she screams more, he plays more, scream, play, scream, play.  And it always ends in someone crying.  Which reminds me, we need tissues.  

I saved a ton of money at Acme, in case anyone has one close. 

It must be almost winter....the bitch of a van is acting up just in time to leave me stranded on the side of a very cold, dark at 5pm road.  And for sure my cell will be on the red.

Played the daily number yesterday evening.  Had a few singles so threw in 3 scratch offs.  Each one was a winner, although the daily number was a dud.  Just when I thought I was out, they pulled me right back in. 

It's kinda strange to look out into the living room to find the grown adult male sleeping sitting up and the little wee male still playing the video game.  Just another ass backwards moment. 

It's almost mid-October, and I haven't gotten the kid's Halloween costumes yet.  Although if I ask them what they want to be, they both say ghosts.  First thought?  Oh, $6.00 sheets and a pair of scissors.  But my Mommy guilt sets in and I begin to search online for the most elaborate costumes I can find.  Am I crazy?  Sheets and scissors?   I can just picture Chachi at her school parade tripping on her sheet and falling down all wrapped up in the thing.  Then I jump to American's Funniest Videos and the possibility of winning 100G's, and the guilt goes away.  

I have found myself covering up for the puppy's accidents in the house.  Although I don't think Dave believed me when he walked in and I told him it was me who pooped on the floor.

And finally, a household tip....don't BBQ in the dark.  You don't notice the chicken burning until you get into the house and charred legs are staring you in the face.  I told Dave to put his helmet light on, but something about the neighbors and are you f'in serious.  Not sure exactly.  I shut the door and couldn't hear the rest. 

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[lora]

I was a ghost last year and it was near impossible to find a white sheet. I ended up getting one at Kmart, but it was like $25 because I had to buy a whole set.

Then I thought it would be cute, but it was ultra creepy.

And kind of KKKy now that I think of it...