It’s seems like a while since I’ve done Friday Fragments, Mrs. 4444 has even changed the button to go with it- I’m so out of the loop! But my mind is running rampant today… so lucky you… just be glad that I didn’t divulge stories of the dream I had last night… it involved nether regions and a hair pick.. I plan to bring it up in my therapy session next week.
*** I’m still overwhelmed by Christmas. However, my Christmas stuff is up! It took a lot longer than normal (3 days) with a few technical difficulties and did NOT go smoothly, but it’s done. I give it about a week before the clutter of it all starts driving me to drink (more).
*** I enjoy train wrecks. I guess it makes me feel better about my own life in a very sadistic way. The Tiger Wood’s story? I’m eating it up! Intervention? My favorite show (if you haven’t caught the “Linda” episode, it’s worth watching!). And Hoarders? Dude! Just when you don’t think it can get worse- they find someone that’s worse!
*** My son will be 15 in January. I almost swallow my own tongue just typing that. He’s my oldest, my firstborn. He’s always been small- he only weighs 90 lbs now. Despite his small stature, he played football last season and is now wrestling. I have been warned and heard rumors of teenage boy’s eating habits forever, but since he’s such a picky eater, I never noticed a change… till now. HO LEE HELL. This little man is eating me out of house and home- an entire box of cereal in the morning, a gallon of milk a day, 18- yes 18- pieces of french toast on Sunday! Oh my grocery bills- hold me.
*** My husband LOVES our dog, but he would have preferred a hairy, destructive, small horse (German Shepherd), so it’s like a little game he plays. He complains about the dog and costs of grooming and feeding him and being annoyed by his barking, but when no one’s looking (but I really AM looking), he’s playing catch with him and cuddling with him on the bed. He’s always worried about the dog when we leave the house for more than an hour “We need to get home, what about Murphy?”- it’s kind of cute. One of his complaints has been when we drop dog food on the garage floor. He was afraid of attracting bugs and mice. I rolled my eyes and ignored him. THEN… I found mice droppings on the garage floor the other day and proceeded to scrub the garage floor (I never told him). We had mice at our last house and I swear we almost moved because of them- we are THAT big of pussies! I’m too busy to move- I can’t get mice. And I hate being wrong.
*** My 9 yr old was got a scratch under her nose last night and I sent her to school this morning with a clump of Neosporin under her nose- she looked like a snotty mess- that poor kid!
*** My name is Tena and I am a control freak. That is why I am planning my 20 year class reunion. It’s going swimmingly, actually. I have sent out over 160 invitations and questionnaires, have the hall and DJ booked, and by looking at my desk, you would think I have a real job that I get paid for. I am also planning 2 kid’s Christmas parties and just volunteered for another one.
***By looking at my basement floor- you would think I’m the poor white trash version of Martha Stewart… 114 toilet paper rolls, painted and glittered, brown paper bags, googly eyeballs – everywhere-and red cotton reindeer noses and brown pipe cleaners as antlers. My kitchen has 31 school milk containers all over the counters in preparation for our Gingerbread house- makin’ extravaganza.
*** My 4 year old has been going through tissue like crazy. I had to buy some more. I bought the anti-bacterial kind- stupid me. They have blue dots on them. My daughter insists that it is POISON!
I have a reunion coming up too… I am planning it also… My husband bitches about my dog all the time but he snuggles him too… and my oldest daughter just turned 15 last week and I feel OLD!
Mice are my demise! When you live in the fucking woods, there’s nothing to do to keep the vermin away. Now about that snake we found in our bedroom? THAT’S another story. So suck it up you pussy, you ain’t got snakes in the house or skunks in the yard. Yall’s city folk.
I am so glad I stumbled across your blog! Finally, someone who enjoys Intervention and Hoarders for the same reason I do. Holy moly that Hoarders this week made me a nervous wreck. I thought something was going to crawl out of that house, through my TV screen and into my house.
Glad I found you! I’ll be back.
Now that your Christmas stuff is up, you wanna come over and help me finish mine?
I’ve caught a couple of episodes of Hoarders – makes me not feel so bad because while I’m a packrat and save everything, at least it hasn’t gotten out of control…yet!
Sounds like your son is going through a similar growth spurt my brother went through at that age – he was always ’small’ and we’d tease him about his ‘bird cage’ chest…then he grew and filled out and didn’t have a bird cage anymore. But I’m sure my parents were lamenting about the grocery bills at the time.
Too funny that your hubby plays and cuddles with the dog even though it’s not a horse.
LOL on your 4 year old thinking the blue dots are POISON. Gotta love the way they think!
Happy FF!
Putting up my Christmas stuff today … I put it off and have been living with rubbermaid boxes of decos in my hallway and an undecorated tree for a week… I think its time.
I love trainwrecks too.. I guess it makes me feel better about my own craziness “haha- see Im not as bad as that one on TV” lol
And I am a control freak as well… and you should see my Martha Stewart Den in my basement.. Martha would be scared.
LOVE Intervention and Hoarders! I showed my mom Hoarders when she was in town (they don’t have A&E) and she is now convinced that my dad is a Hoarder. He’s not even close to as bad as some of those houses but it was hilarious to watch her give him the “eye” that said “that’s you Steve!!”
Holy crap! I though boys eating that much was a myth (I only have sisters). EIGHTEEN pieces of french toast, wow! That’s impressive.
I lol-ed at your four year old thinking the tissues were poison, hilarious.
It cracks me up that you scrubbed your garage floor, though I can see why.
I loved your “driving me to drink (more)” fragment–very funny
Our tree has been up, with lights only, for ten days now. I just don’t care much about decorating, but I do it for the kids, so I promise to get on it tomorrow–we have NO SCHOOL, due to a Blizzard Warning!! How’s that for our first real snow of the year?!
Honestly, I think everyone enjoys watching train wrecks. Hopefully, I’ll never be asked to be one on TV!
I can relate to having a teenage son that will most certainly eat you out of house and home oh how I can relate!