I am now Legal.

K lost my license on New Year's Eve when we went for our swanky outing to the Black Bear Saloon.

I have driven illegally for the past 2 months, and let me tell you that it has weighed very heavy on my psyche. I am a by the rules kinda girl and every time I drove past a cop, I felt the overwhelming need to pull over and turn myself in.

Alas, I didn't get a new picture since they just reprint the old license, so I still have the one where I look like a crack whore. No exaggeration.

But hey-I was in and out in 10 minutes from the DMV- who am I to complain about a bad photo op?

Oh, and today begins my spa weekend extravaganza- just in case I haven't rubbed it in enough.

I am so very bad.

Ok- so the guilt of being flip about Lent is overwhelming me. I did not give up underpants for Lent- I didn't give up anything 'cause I am not Catholic, but I want to emphasize that I hold sacred traditions sacred. I mean really sacred.

Ok- so now I feel better and less heathenish.

And I am thinking about something I could give up. Just for the penance and mental anguish, you know.

How about giving up……….deodorant?

 

I am giving up underpants for Lent

I found out yesterday that we are entering into the season of Lent. Which apparently begins forty days before Easter. Who has time to keep track of all this? I can barely remember my name!

Anyhoo- K told me last night that folks should give up something to mark the event and that it should be something important and special.

So I am giving up underpants. What is more important and special than that?

Geeze- I hope I don't get in a car wreck.

On thinking about last night

Hey Kevie Kev:

What up? Not much here. You were pretty cuddly last night. And you snored a lot. But that is ok cause I was really sleepy so I didn't notice it too much.

I hope that you have a great week and good things happen for you. Like maybe you will win the lottery and we can go on a cruise to a warm destination. Barcelona?? That would be nice.

I would also buy some Christian Leboutin shoes if you won the lottery. And probably a lot of other stuff too.

Did you buy a lottery ticket? No? Oh, well I guess we won't win after all.

Ok, well have a good week anyway……

 

P.S.- my lucky number is 13. Just in case.

 

After Sunday....

Then it is Monday and that really sucks. But today is the last day of the fun week we have had with the kids and family so I really want to enjoy it.
Sher has been asking me a ton of questions about God and I really wonder where she gets them.
We had fun in the City, but after a few sculptures and paintings the boys were moving mighty slow. Too much culture for them I guess.
They did like the "Arms and Armor" exhibit. We did notice that all of the knights were tiny with small feet so I wondered how they carried all of the weight around. Except for a suit of armor that was Henry VIII's.
He was super fat.
And a big ol' meanie.

On the train

So here are the boys on the way to the City. They are looking pretty
spry aren't they? We are heading in for a fun day of museums, Chinese
food, and Max Brenners-the best chocolate shop ever for kids. They
bring flaming pots of chocolate fondue to the table. There is nothing
better than live fire at a table with three kids.
Once Sher's hair caught on fire while we posed for a picture.
That was pretty cool.

Dear Michelle, I found your hat.

You know.. the cute, white one that you couldn't find at Christmas. Well, I found it today while doing a frantic pre-company cleaning. Under the armoire in Ry's room. Snug as a bug waiting on me. I don't think it wanted to go home with you.

I know it's your hat but it looks really cute on me. Can I keep it?

Please????

Um….ask your dad.

Sher came to work with me today.

She asks me if it is lunch time yet.

Unfortunately for her it is only 9:30 am.

Every time I am with her I am reminded how much she is like me and I just want to squeeze her up in the biggest hug ever.

I too am ready for lunch at 9:30 am, she loves pedicures and so do I. Shoes and purses hold a strong attraction for her. Me too! She is kind and thoughtful. I am not that, but I have learned from her how to be.

She has lots of questions about God. Today she asked, "how do we know that Jesus died for us?" I said "cause its in the Bible." She, " Well, who told the Bible?" Me, "Lots of different writers." She, "Well if we can't ask them how do we know its true?" Me, "…………………………."

How was I so lucky to get this amazing, wonderful person?

Reagan had a super bad nose bleed when he woke up. He looked like the bad side of a crime scene and his bed looked worse. He must have lost a pint of blood. So I have a dandy mess waiting for me when I get home.

Yeah me!

Mariachi??

This is Sher at Rio our fave Mexican place in Norwalk. When we go we get lovely renditions of "Who Let The Dogs Out" and "Scooby Doo" and sometimes "Spongebob" if we are lucky. Plus this guy gives the whole table shakers so we can join the festivities in a major way.

Why are Mariachi bands so durn funny?

Feetie in my Bedie

These are Sheridan's feet. I don't know why she took a picture of
them. But they are super cute.

Cup of Tea or Listerine?

So this is what happens when you run out of Dixie cups in the bathroom. After getting ready for bed, Sher comes in and asks, "Mom, when are you going to the store?" So I ask her why and she says "Cause Dad makes me use Listerine and we are out of cups so he just pours it in like this." Her comments are followed by much pantomime of mouthwash being poured straight from the bottle into her mouth.

She then looks at me very disgruntled. "So, when are you going to the store?"

"Um tomorrow, now go to bed sweetie."

That's how we roll here at the Mullins Casa. We don't need no stinkin' cups.

A Serious Thought From My Little Brain

....... and yes I do have one. It controls my gross motor skills, like belly dancing and helps me decide which shoes to wear with my outfits.

Thoughts:

1. This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it. Really I will, even if I see you-know-who.
   
2. The phrase came into my head this week "God of Disappointments" it sounds bad, but God has been God to me through good things, bad things, when I was excited or when I was disappointed. He has been there through everything. God of Disappointments sounds good to me.
   
3. Why do I always feel that I am required to listen to Christian music in the car on Sunday when I am on the way to church?
   

And that's it for thoughts…. All that's left up there are some old AC/DC lyrics and a recipe for easy bake cookies.

Urk

Well, I am pretty much as sick as a dog. We just had the big Mullins Valentine's shindig at our lovely casa and I ate A LOT!!

I got some sweet little cards from Sher and Kev and I made cupcakes since talking about them yesterday made me really hungry for one. They were amazing if I do say so myself, and I should know cause I ate two, plus some frosting, plus some delish chocolate covered strawberries that K got me, plus my dinner. Not to mention the package of Twizzlers I ate while I lolled in bed this afternoon reading a superb werewolf novel. That means celery and carrots for every meal next week- or at least thru lunch on Monday.

I hope that you all enjoyed as much sugar as I did and got cool flowers from your sweetie as well.

Happy Day of Love……urk.

If Daddy electrocutes himself we are all going to Florida

2 thoughts-

One- K is not a handy man

Two- he took out a huge life insurance policy in January

Now the scenario- broken light fixture dangling from the ceiling, wires disconnected, breaker still active, Kevin, and a lovely metal screwdriver.

Florida here we come.

Alas Poor Garbage Can I Knew Thee Well

A terrible windy night. That was last night when our old, faithful garbage can who gave its all, including its wheels, to the service of the Mullins family disappeared. I think that maybe it blew away on a particularly nasty gust of wind. Or perhaps a neighbor coveting its slimy greenness took it under the cover of night to make it their own.

K drove around forlornly this morning looking for it, but to no avail. The old faithful can is gone. I will of course notify the proper authorities.

Ry has a big school dance tonight and Sher and Reagan both have Valentine's parties at school. I remember Valentine's parties in my school days and one word pops into my head. CUPCAKES.

I don't think that there is anything better than a big, fat cupcake with some sprinkles on the frosting. I crave one even now.

Smarty Pants

Ry had an awards assembly today. He took home about 5- for grades, effort, high honors and surprise- a cooking award. This is slightly funny to me because I've never seen him in the kitchen- except to drink out of the milk carton. I love him so much and I think he is so smart and handsome. I am glad he is my son and I am his mother.

I had a fun night out with the girls at Dunkin Donuts. I was able to wow them with stories of my belly dancing class and also share about Monday night when I drank a pretty large quantity of wine with dinner and I fell out of bed. That was a real hoot. K didn't say much, but he did get me 2 Tylenol and a cool cloth for my aching head. What a sweetie!

He also put the kids to bed while I had my coffee which was nice. Then all I had to do was come home to the dark, quietness of a sleepy house and peek in at the little angels whilst they slept.

Looking at angels is a great way to end the night.

Kev got me this at the gas station when filled up. Nice huh?
The rest is all the crap I eat while at work. Shameful ain't it?

Loverly

It is close to the magical day of day called Valentines. I spent most of yestereve designing cards for Sheridan and Reagan's class mates. Refer to post one and remember that I am not a crafty momma, but I was still pleased with the results. Only about ten more to go tonight so I have to think of some good ideas quick. I have already done the "Bee Mine" with a small cute bee and also a killer lady bug. The others were some heart variations with lots of glitter thrown in for good measure. I also did a kick butt heart with an arrow right through it. Ah, the pangs of love.

Last year, just when things were getting really lovey between K and I, our ten year old son knocked on the door and told me he "didn't feel very good." This was followed by a quick run to the bathroom and where he threw up spaghetti in the sink. So I spent a good part of Valentines night cleaning up warm, puke noodles out of the bathroom sink. Good times!

K was lingering around in our bed waiting for me –on a bed of rose petals I might add- (idea by me) when Reagan, looking for some post-throw up comfort walked in on him. Reagan responded with a startled and indignant "Oh, Dad!" and slammed the door.

Let that be a lesson to you Reagan- closed doors are for knocking.

Happy three days before Valentine's Day to all.

Bright, Bright Sun Shiny Day

I awoke this morning a little pensive and a little afraid. Did you ever have one of those days that was so perfect that you wanted to just die? Well, this was not one of those.

At the gym I did get some ready entertainment with crazy karate guy doing his routine in the corner. He does lots of hops and jumping. It looked pretty fun and I thought I might join him and maybe whip out some snake arms to impress him with, but I wasn't quite awake so I settled for some quite crunches on my corner of the mat.

I was feeling a little crabby- even after my morning coffee when out of the blue Sher with her blackberry jelly face came up to me, grabbed my hand and kissed it.

Well what can I say to that but, oh what a lovely, lovely day.

Art Work by Sher

Clumpy- As in oatmeal.

This morning as I was getting ready Sheridan told me that I needed to buy the mascara spin brush. I think that this is a purchase that is made through one of those "as seen in tv" stores.
She said "Mom, I look at your eyelashes a lot. They are very clumpy, the spin brush would fix that."
I have clumpy lashes. I never knew.
See my red cheeks? Thank God for the beauty advice from my 6 year old.

Sent from Jacinta's magic iphone

One Other Thing

I realized that I mentioned Sher on numerous occasions, but hardly ever Ryley and Reagan. In case you don't know they are my two favorite sons.

I mention how cute Sher is very often. Ryley- is himself a very handsome lad and smart as heck. He is also in that awkward phase (12) years where all answers are grunts and he remains immobile for long periods of time playing video games.

This means that he plays for hours on end staring at the screen oblivious to the world until I come through the house screaming clever things like "Turn off that crap right now before you fry your brain cells."

He especially loves it when I do that.

Reagan is 10 and a handsome devil in his own right. He is a writer and lover of words. He also designs animation. Super, smarty pants. He likes to have the last word and so do I, so you can see the problem.

My fave thing to tell him is "Because I said so."

He loves it too. For reals.

They are the best boys ever……… Because I said so!

Just A Quick Note

Sher loves to color. If anyone in the house has a project, then she has to have one as well. Reag was working on a book report so I gave her a project to design Valentine's Day cards.

I found one this morning. In large letters on the outside it reads "Hello My Dear Friends."

I didn't know that Sher had dear friends. Who are they? I thought it was a little funny, but I am mostly impressed that she has dear friends and wants to send them a card.

So, Hello To You-All My Dear Friends. Happy Friday.

Graphs

BTW-This is Sher's chart of how many times she sneezes everyday. I guess she is not sneezing much. How funny is this?

Snake Arms

So tonite was my first belly dancing class. The first move that we learned was snake arms which should be graceful and sinuous like a snake- hence the name. Arms waved gracefully around the room. Like snakes.

Now imagine a large pelican stuck in a tar pit flapping frantically to free itself. I like to perform the move in the place of snake arms called freaking out pelican. It is a distant cousin to snake arms- very distantly related and not quite as graceful.

I flapped my way through class with small doses of hip thrusts thrown in for good measure. Those were awesome too. I felt like a cheap, imitation Shakira. I am sure that if someone had a hidden camera……. Well I don't even like to think about that.

I must make sure to practice lots this week. Otherwise I might be kicked out of the harem.

Everybody Needs What I'm Selling

I revisted an old Calvin and Hobbes cartoon today. Calvin has his stand set up and tells Hobbes, "Everybody needs what I'm selling."
His offering? A swift kick in the pants. I needed one today. How about you?
I lost my temper with the kids cause we were late for the dentist -no cavities though, but we will be adding a new wing onto their orthodontists house.
The kids did have a lovely snow ball fight outside. It snowed all day today. I am over winter.

All My Rowdy Friends

I am listening to Pandora Radio. If you don't know what that is you should. It is a cool new iPhone app that you can also listen to online. You just type in your favorite type of music and "Presto" there you go. George Jones all day long with a little Hank Williams Jr. thrown in for good measure.

I am as happy as a clam.