squiddles

here is a super gross and yummy treat for your children.
surprisingly, my kids gobbled it right up and even asked for seconds.















so when you have a good 45 minutes to stick spaghetti through hot dogs one afternoon, you should try it.

five things i am thankful for this thursday

Again, don't look for a commitment from me, that every thursday i will have this list refreshed and ready to go... just happens to be flowing today.

i am thankful i have a job that feeds and keeps my household comfortable. (that even with a silly dem in office, my lifestyle hasn't been terribly affected thus far)

i am thankful i have 5 other amazing people sharing my home with me. 5 other people to eat the food i cook, listen to stories i read and watch my tv shows with me at night. i am never alone, and that is a great blessing to this girl.

i am thankful for my friends. they keep me sane, keep me laughing, keep me in check. they are good people who i would be a mess without.

i am thankful my body is healthy, disease and pain free most of the time. i am able to go run, play, garden, dance all without a second thought.

i am thankful to live in a nice neighborhood with good neighbors, a nice park, pool and walking trail and plenty of great friends for my children. (even if i work every weekend and miss out on all the fun)

so there you have it... when you hear me whining remind me of these things and most importantly, remind me that "whiners are weiners"
(classic quote from a friend)

party with your shirts off

when it is nasty and rainy outside, one thing can always brighten your day. bust out guitar hero and party with your shirts off. ok, well one of us does anyway.

at the wal-mart

here is a funny story that happened to me at "the wal-mart". we ran in to get some things that i forgot when i was there two days ago, and forgot when i was at target the day before that.
i was trying to keep them happy and calm at checkout when maggie noticed a whole end cap full of goldfish crackers. molly and carson were begging for gum and ashton was asking for some sort of sour spray. i compromised on two packs of trident that they could share and started hauling off the cart to the exit.
there was some nice old man that kindly let me walk in front of him while he waited for me to get my ducklings in a row. when we were right outside the door maggie starts screaming in my ear "HEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYY" what baby, what on earth is wrong? "HEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY"
she screams. but she is looking at that old man. he turns and kind of sheepishly looks at her, and she proceeds to scream for all of the patrons at the wal-mart to hear, "HEY DOZE ARE MY GOWD FISH, MINE" oh my, maggie there aren't any goldfish around here honey, please stop screaming. "HEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYY STOP!!!"
"RIGHT DARE, DAT MAN HAS MY GOWD FISH. HEEEEEEEEYYYYYYY! MINE!!!!"
and yes, sure enough the man has a bag of gold fish in his sack. he just sort of stares at us and goes on his way. that really set her off and she is wriggling to get out of my one arm that is holding her and not the cart. i race to the van and strap the screaming child in while everyone else is just happily chewing their trident.
i mean, seriously, what one year old has enough gall to go chase down a stranger and steal his goldfish? maggie juliette i guess.