One of the major parenting issues I have is suppressing my laughter at the naughty yet freakin hilarious children when they come out with some crazy comment, or repeat something they heard you say. Lily has an obsession with the words "butt" and "poop." She loves the shocked gasps that using either word gets from old and young alike. And when you combine them- oh! the horror. "Poopy butt" is like the top one I think. What she actually does is just randomly substitute them for regular words in a conversation to see what will happen, then sits back and enjoys the results.

Me: What would you like from McDonald's Lily, nuggets or burger?
L: French fries and POOPY BUTT NUGGETS!!!!
Me: "_________________" Fill in this blank with 2 answers- what I should have said/done and what I actually said/did.

Lawd, sometimes I honestly wonder if this what they're asking me now, what are they going to be asking me 10 years from now? No, perish the thought.

Went to the annual Memorial Day picnic thing for our church. Pictures of the cutest poohbears here.

And then here are some other pics of em I took the other day. Sorry I am too lazy to edit them tonight. Can you find the bunny?

I am working up the nerve to tell you about the disastrous experience I have had with match.com. B/c it's over now- I cancelled my membership. yikes.

xok8

ps if you havent yet, check out the movie i made right below this post and turn your volume up for full effect.

heavy hot humid day- then about 5- BOOM!

no, i have never smoked in front of the girls or inside. yes i know it's bad. shut UP.

dude i am so bummed. i was going to lynryd skynyrd on Sunday and it got cancelled. i have seen em a couple of times before and i'm sorry people, but there ain't nuttin like the first few lines of sweet home alabama live. don't make a free bird joke or i'll hurtcha boss. variety- the spice of life - remember that.

does anybody know anybody that met their hot mate meat on the internet? do tell i need to know.

So have you ever heard of THE FIRM?
It's this Southern militant aerobics thing my sister bullied me into, I mean convinced me to try bc she has done so awesome with it. She has a freakin six pack people, do you hear me? How could I deny her the 10 workout trial period?

You get the Transfirmer and the DVDs together. I did my first workout yesterday and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I think the treadmill thing has built up my cardio endurance. What I really need are the arm exercises. And you rest every other day, which can't be a bad thing. I probably will do the treadmill in between even though it says not to.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Enough of boring you with that- can I rant for a sec? Celebrity mothers have it so daggone easy. Everyone is saying how wonderful it is that all these famous people are popping out the puppies, but no wonder- they don't have to take care of them. And if they do childcare stuff themselves they have someone there available at any second if they get sick of it. I just saw a picture of Denise Richards at the zoo with her 2 kids and a nanny. What does she think normal people do when they have to take their 2 or 3 kids to the store or something? I mean, don't get me wrong, it must be nice and I will take a nanny anyday but puh-leeze. Julia Roberts has 2 people with her all the time. 2 I say. Can you imagine it? Me neither.

Being trapped in a windowless iceberg like environment is sheer torture on a day when the sun is blasting outside. I am soooo cold right now my teeth are almost chattering.I am babysitting the kids who aren't taking standardized tests with the rest of the school today. We're here together, in the cafetorium- cafeteria/ auditorium area, having a lovely day. The juvenile delinquents and I and some others. Rescue me please.

we had a blast! baby~~ a blast indeed at the beach today then mexican food. yummers. we then proceeded to lay around like slugs and watch trash tv- those shows about proms and stuff on mtv.

i'm referring to my sister, the baby starlet ava e., and i, who was on a mini vacation.
ava e.

me

Many of you lovely blogosphere buds have emailed me or left comments here asking, "Where you at, dog?" It's been quite some time since I gave you guys a figurative earful of my personal bid-ness.

k8, my dears, has been suffering a severe case of writer's block induced by what we call deep self reflection, and no, I'm not talking about my big greasy forehead in the mirror. Many words could be used to describe this extended period of mental wandering.
Funk.
Blahs.
I would not go so far as to use the term blues, though there have been a few of those thrown in sporadically for good measure.

Honestly though, I had enough Psychology courses in college to know what my problem is. (I almost had enough credits for a Psych minor, btw) The exact diagnosis is a combination of side effects of :

a. my grandmother dying last year
b. people in my church pissing me off
c. my uphill effort to lose a large quantity of weight whilst fighting my PCOS
d. my internal struggle between the roles of working mommy of 3 year old twins and human woman of 33 years with no male counterpart

A-C are semi-self explanatory so you can go ahead and fill in the mental blanks there.

D. is what we will be addressing in this series of posts. Yes, I said series. Because if you really want to know what's happening in k8's world, it will take more explaining than I can do at one time, especially since I'm just beginning to get back in the groove of writing here.

Your feedback, of course, is enjoyed and highly desirable. All I ask is that you try to refrain from scolding or judgment.

Having said that, let me drop the first big bombarooni on ya.

k8 started back smoking ciggies about 2.5 months ago.

(insert dramatic gasp here)

...to be continued

ps please refrain from frying and eating these plump sausage toes.

Proof that Uncle Bob and Aunt Sue spoil the monkeys rotten...

you need it.

I do still know how to make a new post, see?

My life is completely submerged in work, kids, exercise, and laundry. When I have a chance to come up for air, I just haven't felt like writing here. Why?

I have tried to figure that out. I definitely plan on starting back, but only when the mood strikes me. I want this to be something enjoyable, not something that feels obligatory.

Lately my mind is full of so much analysis of myself and my life that it's just way too complicated to put into words.

But as you can see, my kids just keep getting cuter and cuter, so some things are stable.

xok8