The Week That Wouldn't End

This week(and we're only half way into it)has been a real beyotch. Ever since school started, I have had one obligation after the next.

Not being able to catch up makes a certain ETW very grouchy and anxious. Those two things are such a constant in my life, I really just do not need extra.

Currently, I have a load of stuff in the dryer and a load in the washer. The beds are made and I smell of bleach because I'm multitasking and cleaning the bathrooms, too (yes, I DO wash my hands frequently between tasks).

I haven't had time to get a shower. Yet, I have sewing to do and dishes to put away (and then reload).

When I took Sissy to the pediatrician's yesterday, I was asked at the front desk if I was her "guardian". I replied, "No, I'm her mother. I gave birth to her and she's mine." Why do people think I'm her grandmother? I mean, I don't leave the house if I don't have at least a bit of make-up on and my hair looking decent. Talk about a blow the ego....I seriously don't think I look that old. Or - maybe I AM old and have some sort of dementia where my reality is skewed?

I must get back to my chores. They won't do themselves, ya know? And, seeing as how this is the only full day of freedom I have, I want to get as much as possible moved over to the "finished" stack.

I hope all my hooligans have a lovely Wednesday.

Love,

A First Time for Everything

I picked Sissy up from school yesterday and as soon as we walked in the door, she was on the couch, all curled up and she looked a little puny.

Now, this is my child who has one speed and that's "Go, Go, Go" all the time. I asked her if she felt bad and she said "No, but my ear hurts." "Which one?" I ask. She points at the left one.

I call the pediatrician and make an appointment for today. I had already decided to keep her home today. A Sissy asleep on the couch, mid-day, is not a good omen for her.

This morning, she wakes up and says her ear no longer hurts and she feels fine. I keep the appointment anyway, just to be on the safe side.

My children are not the "ear infection" types. In fact, Buddy has had one and that was in preschool. Sissy has never had one. We get to the docs and she's fairly certain that it's just a cold and not an ear infection. She looks in that left ear and YUP, it's red and has fluid in it.

Hopefully this will be the first and last one for her. The last time Buddy was in the hospital, he was about 2 with a nasty stomach virus. The last time Sissy was in the hospital, she had just been born. I really don't want anymore hospital visits. I'm quite sure that is an unrealistic goal, but a girl can hope. And we all know that if the kidlets get multiple ear infections, they're gonna get tubes.

Well, I have a monster zit on my chin (due for some home surgery) and a pretty princess who needs to go to her first Fall dance class this evening, so I will hope that my hooligans had a better Tuesday than yours truly. :-)

Love,

Monday: The Best and Worst Day of the Week (discuss)

When the Evil Twin came to wake me up this morning, I could hear his footsteps in the hall. It was overcast outside, so it seemed darker than usual. I thought he was coming to bed, like it was around midnight or so (we're all night owls around here). When he said, "Honey, it's time to get up." I was sure he was joking. Nope.

I wiggled my tired ass out of bed and woke up Buddy for breakfast. Why do some schools have to start so early?? I guess in Buddy's case, it's okay because the Evil Twin has to pass his school on the way to work, so it helps TET get to work on time. Because we are night owls, we are also procrastinators in the morning. The Evil Twin may be 10 years older than me, but he can out-night owl me on nearly every evening.

Sissy's school starts about an hour later than Buds, but is a different direction, so I take her in the morning. It was tough getting started today.

But, I arrived back home before 9A and have been easing into my day since. I enjoy the quiet that Monday brings. Sure, I have to hit up the Mart in a bit, but it's better to get it out of the way early in the week and not have to worry about it later.

Sissy has her first dance class of the Fall session tomorrow night and I have not had much luck finding her jazz shoes. I know she'll be excited to get back to her dance class - she had so much fun over the summer.

On that note, I bid you farewell, hooligans. Have a happy Monday!

Love,

School Daze

I always feel like I'm in a fog when school starts up. This year is even harder since Sissy is in Kindergarten. Buddy has to be at school by 7:40. The Evil Twin passes by the school every day to get to work, so he takes Buddy in with him.

Sissy has to be at her school by 8:30, so I get the pleasure PITA of taking her to school. Of course, I park and walk her in everyday since everything is new for her. The Kindergarten classes have three things to do each morning: Put their folder in the basket, move their name magnet to the column that indicates if they're having hot lunch or if they've brought a lunch from home, and finally, place their snack in the pouch on the back of their chair.

So, every morning, I walk in with her and we go over the three things (plus, she has to hang her pack-pack - as she calls it - on the peg under her name). So far, so good.

I'm liking her school a lot. Everyone is friendly. They have an orderly system of drop offs and pick ups. Parents are allowed to walk their child to the classroom, unlike her pre-school nightmare. Last year, she was to line up with the other children, outside the doors and then escorted down the hall to their room. Parents were strongly discouraged from entering the building. That was a shitty and different school, though. Thank the Lord we are NOT in that district or I would fight for a different placement.

And, ya know what? If I can beat down the United States Post Office, I can beat anyone down.

It's a handy skill. No one takes advantage of ETW. I think that may be one reason the Evil Twin loves me. I take a stand for our family. I keep it all in check. I may not be the best housekeeper, but when it comes to my children or our finances, I am a pit bull (with lipstick...and eye liner - can't go anywhere without those 2 things, bare minimum).

Now, I am off to fold clothes, get a shower and get to the store. We are shamefully out of toilet paper. This family is keen on using copious amounts of TP for all they business. Thank goodness the cat only has to get a courtesy flush after her business. LOL.

Have a happy Friday, my sweet hooligans!

Love,

Hotter Than Blue Blazes

I woke up on Saturday morning and the house felt rather warm and stuffy. I checked the thermostat and lowered it in hopes of getting some cooler air inside.

Well, the house kept getting warmer and warmer. We have one of those inside/outside thermometer thingies that track temps inside and then there's a unit outside that relays the info to the inside thing on what's going on out there.

I kept looking over and the inside temp was climbing. The Evil Twin went and checked on our outside AC unit and said it was making a weird noise. So, I called the HVAC guy we have used for years and my parents used this company for years and years before us. We trust them. He told me to call the tech on call for the weekend.

After leaving 2 messages on Saturday, I heard nothing back from him. I called our regular guy back and asked what could we do - because we were sweltering in here. Even with all the windows open and the ceiling fans on.

We just all sat around as still as possible and enjoyed the few really nice breezes that floated in our windows.

Regular guy called me back and was furious that on call guy hadn't answered his phone or returned my call. Our regular guy would have sucked it up and come out himself if he had known we didn't get a call back.

Anypoodle, on call guy called on Sunday morning...I guess he caught wind that Regular Guy was hot and trying to track him down. On call guy and a buddy came out fairly quickly and discovered the motor in the AC unit was deader than a door knob. They went back to their office to retrieve a new motor and installed it.

Ahhhhh, cool air again! I'm not a big fan of AC, but I do like it to be comfortable (not meat locker cold).

Irony: I had just paid the last payment on our van. All the van payment money was going to be redistributed to cover Buddy's braces. The AC motor set us back $300.00, which isn't too bad in the scheme of things and the unit IS really old. It'll all work out somehow! :-)

Have a happy Thursday, hooligans!

Love,

Chugga Chugga Choo Choo

That's the way I feel these days: Like I'm just pushing through. This is the first day since school started that I can actually do some laundry, pick up around here and perhaps take a moment to relax.

Yesterday, I had an appointment with the hooha doctor. My appointment was later in the afternoon, so the Evil Twin picked up Sissy from school. Since I was all by my lonesome, the doc recommended that I go to the imaging center (one floor below his office) and get a mammogram..... I haven't had one since 2005. Ooops.

Sissy was born in 2006 and then I nursed her for a while, then I was just too busy with one in school and one at home and no child care options, so I kept putting it off.

You don't need an appointment. You just waltz in with the doctor's orders, fill out some paper work and a few minutes later, the girls are being squished. The thing that I found most interesting is that, since my last visit, they've gone digital, so it's different equipment than before. The tech said, "I need to put these stickers on your nipples." And I said, "Are you serious?"

Well, she was indeed. And they looked more like weird little band-aids with a little bead of bedazzlement right in the center. I was told that was so they could get a better scan and realize the areas they were looking at by navigating with that bead of bedazzlement.

They weren't just plain stickers, either. They were pretty, with flowers and designs, etc. Lefty got one and then Righty got a different one. Let me tell you, peeling those things off was NOT a pleasure. But, they were pretty....And they made me feel all go-go dancer. All I needed was a pole and I'd have been all set.

So! I got that out of the way. Keep your fingers crossed for good results, although when Dr. Hooha did the breast exam at my annual appointment, he said my breast were perfect. Ha! Tell me something I didn't already know! The Evil Twin thinks so, too! I guess he meant he didn't feel anything suspicious. But, I'll take it as a compliment nevertheless.

It's just me and Bella - and those noisy birds - at home now. It's nice. The TV is off (as it has been for days). Don't get any ideas, stalkers. I keep my storm door locked at all times! :-) Plus, you'd be lucky if Bella the vicious watch kitty didn't tear your face off...or just growl at you and run to hide under the bed (<--- most likely scenario).

Tomorrow, I shall regale you with the story of our weekend, spent sweltering in a nearly 90 degree house since the AC unit shit the bed. I know that will be riveting information, so stay tuned. If you have a secret for Friday or a question for Tuesday, feel free to email me at eviltwinswife@gmail.com.

Have a wonderful Wednesday, hooligans!

Love,

Day Two

It's our 2nd day of school here and - fingers crossed - things seem to be going well for both of the chill'uns.

I'm still getting used to my new routine as it relates to housework, grocery and whatever else I need to do. So, the HO™ is back is bidness!

We spent our weekend from Saturday morning to Sunday midday without any air conditioning. Seems the motor in our central air unit decided it had reached the end of the line.

It was so hot in the house, we all about perished from heat stroke. We had all the windows open and two ceiling fans on. It wasn't much fun. Anyhoodle, it's fixed and that's all that matters. I might not be feeling so amicable when the bill comes.

I'm off to the Mart before it gets too late. Have a happy Monday, hooligans! :-)

Have a happy heart
And a good attitude!

Love,

First Day

It's the first day of school here and finally, both of my children are in full day, all week school. Buddy has been for many years, but for Sissy, pre-school was only a few hours. And usually just Monday thru Thursday. It's MY first day of freedom in almost 6 years.

Today got off to a rocky start. Buddy couldn't find his backpack from last year - I've ordered both children new backpacks from Land's End, but in typical ETW fashion, I waited 'til the last minute. They should arrive by Monday, I think.

Meanwhile, I scoured the house for the elusive backpack. I know we didn't throw it away. It's around here somewhere. We told Buddy that he had a binder with pencils and such and that was probably all he would need for today.

It was just piss poor planning on everyone's part that we didn't have it more together this morning.

When the Evil Twin was getting ready for his shower, he said: "You know what you need to do today?" and I braced myself for the five foot long "to do" list, but he continued. "This is your first day off in nearly 6 years. Enjoy it. Do nothing. You never get a break and you deserve it."

How sweet is that? Yeah, he gets on my nerves sometimes - and I know I drive him crazy most of the time, but we try to be mindful of each others needs. Being married is not always a fairy tale story - often, it's a lot of work. But, somehow, you just muddle through. :-)

Have a wonderful Friday, hooligans!

Love,

Kindergarten Orientation

That's what I have to look forward to this afternoon. One kid is going into 8th grade (his last year at Middle School! How did that happen? So fast?) and the other is entering Kindergarten.

I remember how worried I was when Buddy started Kindergarten. He was so ready and very excited, but I cried after I took him to his classroom. Sissy will not be attending the same elementary school as Buddy, so I'm sure I have some new things to learn.

As with Buddy, I'm sure I'll be a regular visitor there. I like being involved. Middle school is really more "stand-offish". They want the kids to take more initiative and do more for themselves. I get that.

Buddy went to a private Catholic school. When there were field trips, parents were enlisted to drive how many ever children their vehicle could carry. Sissy will be in a public school - with access to buses, even though we live too close to both schools to have bus service, I will still insist on driving her to activities myself. I just don't trust random weirdos OR the teachers who "have an eye on them" when they are off school property.

Call me a helicopter parent, whatever. My children are never placed in situations where pervert activity could occur. I've read too many true crime stories to be so naive. If I don't know you or your family well, my child will NOT be attending a birthday party at your house (unless I am present), a sleepover or even just a brief visit. Weirdos and perverts look like normal people. I wish I could smite them all, so my kids have a safe world, but unless I develop a super secret smiting superpower, that won't happen.

So, here I go again. I'll do battle with the school system (Trust me, it doesn't matter if you pay $3000 a year for private school or if it's public school. You get the same bullshit).

On a different note, a few people left comments on yesterdays' post re: leaving the TV on for pets. Rest assured I do the same thing. We have a cat and 2 parakeets. Parakeets are birds who like to hang with a large flock. If things are veeeewy quiet, they get all nervous, because they think predators may be nearby. So, I do leave the TV on, so the birds can hear *something*. We also leave the light in the front room on when we are out. The porch light is on a sensor, so it comes on when it gets dark. See? I'm not a complete electricity nazi. :-)

I hope all my hooligans are having a great Thursday! Catch ya later, tators!

Love,

I'm Not A Hippie

Lord knows that most of you know I am far from it. But, I was born in 1968 - and not ashamed to admit it so, I "grew up" in the 70s.

I lived through the Carter administration - and was even invited to the inauguration. I couldn't go because it was a school day, but I saw bits and pieces on TV.

I liked Ol' Peanut Head. He was from Georgia, I lived in Georgia. Looking back, I now understand why 2nd graders aren't allowed to vote.

My parents were all about Peanut Head. When he introduced the "energy saving" tactic, my dad put index cards above all light switches (with thumbtacks). They said, "When you leave the room,turn the lights off." It was strictly enforced.

This was also the time I learned to tap the gas pump handle at the end of getting gas to get every last drop in the hose. I still do that.

Anyhoodle, I also still get all hinky when lights are on in a room no one is using. I have been known to exit a room and turn the light out when another person is still there. I can't help myself.

I gripe at my family on a regular basis, "Turn the light off if you're not in the room!" I will walk down the hall to flip a switch off myself if some selfish or absent minded person walks away without doing their "lights off" duty. Besides, it extends the life of the piss poor light bulbs I buy from the Mart of Wal. (Just like gas, those aren't getting any cheaper, either).

I don't recycle and I don't believe in global "climate change"...I still think only hippies use water beds, but I'm not concerned that we go through a bag of trash daily.

Just don't leave a light on in my house. I'll have to cut you. (or send you a portion of the electric bill).

Love,

Winding It Down

School starts on Friday (?) August 19th. Why a Friday, I do not know. I was driving by the high school yesterday and on the marquee, it said "Picture Day is August 19th. Wear your best." Soooo, picture day is the FIRST day of school? (at least at the high school). That seems odd.

Won't they have many other things going on, like class schedules and locker assignments, etc.? Of course, I hear nothing from the middle school, so lord only knows if they are also doing picture day on the first day.

Luckily, there is a meeting at the Elementary school - from 2 to 3 pm on August 18th for the new Kindergarten kids to meet their teachers. I don't know about you, but I like to be more prepared than having less than 24 hours to get my child ready for a new school and routine.

We'll be going out today for back to school clothing and whatever. Around here, we have so many families who live below the poverty level, the schools in this county are not allowed to assign a list of needed items (some kids families' can't afford it, yadda, yadda, yadda.) But, I like to send Buddy with a decent backpack, a binder, paper, pencils and a few other things.

For Sissy, she'll need a backpack and probably not much else - pencils, perhaps.

I'll also pick up supplies I know all teachers need, like tissues, hand sanitizer, and an assortment of pencils and erasers.

I'm looking forward to the new school year - especially for Sissy. She'll be in class for a full day, 5 days a week. I hope she enjoys it. She's excited to start, but that attitude may change when she realizes Mommy will be away for 7 or so hours.

Oh, well. They gotta grow up sometime.

I have so many things to do, maybe I'll catch up (at least somewhat)next week. This will be the first time since Buddy was half way through 2nd grade that I will be alone most of the day. That's fine with me. You all know I enjoy solitude and I get SO much more accomplished if I don't have distractions.

Shoot! I'm already working on my "To Do" list! This OCD person enjoys a structured routine with a little downtime mixed in for good measure. Plus, I like to meet up with friends for lunch every now and then for kid-free meals! It's been more than 5 years since I've had more than a handful of actual hot meals.

It's time to wake Buddy up - his days of sleeping late are closing in on him - and get myself ready for a busy day.

Hope all my hooligans have a wonderful Tuesday! If you're not on my Facebook, I have a new motto in life: Have a happy heart and a good attitude. I'm trying to live that, and I hope you will, too.

We could all use a bit more happiness in life, right?

Love,

I Wish I Never Had to Leave My House

Of course, I do...and some outings are fun and welcome. Others - well, not so much - you know, like going to the doctor or having to shop for groceries.

Jeff, over at the WVSR asked about things that get under your skin yesterday, and I left a comment that briefly touched on a recent incident that had me fuming.

It all starts like an average rant of mine...."I was at the Mart when....". All manner of crazy can happen. I go into the ordeal knowing I will encounter "The Wall of Family" - usually 4 or more people with one cart, but they walk side by side, thusly making any attempt at getting around them impossible. Then you have "The Campers" - The campers will station themselves in front of something and proceed to read every label of every product from the top shelf to the bottom. Most of the time, the product in question is the same as everything one might find there. Either know what ya want or throw something in your cart and move on. My daughter wants those Dora band-aids you are blocking from me. They may as well pitch a tent and get real comfy, because I know they'll be there when I make my 2nd or even 3rd pass by that aisle.

However, last week, was the kicker. The store, as per usual, had a limited number of check out lines open. I queued up and was 3rd in one of the shorter lines I spied. Patron #1 had 2 carts of clothing and was using a clothing voucher.

That's fine, I don't have any problems with that. If you need help to provide your children with school clothes, then that's what those programs are for. Children shouldn't have to go without essential clothing items for school. OK, fine, whatever.

When the last item rung up, the mom still had $20 left on the voucher. $20 is $20 and that can purchase quite a bit at the Mart. I get that.

But, the woman left her children and 2 carts at the register while she ran back to the kids' clothing department to WHAT? Do more shopping! Yep-a-roo.

Thanks to my MS, my back gets very "cranky" when I have to stand for too long. 45 minutes of standing, my back aching and feeling like I might pass out at any moment, we finally moved up a notch.

It took us nearly an hour to get checked out. I had 2 whiny children and my Ativan was wearing off.

For the love of Pete, people, do not go back out shopping while you are in the check out. I don't care if there are 2 adults and one runs to get an item while the other handles the transaction, but 1 person? Plan better next time. Thanks!

Happy Friday, hooligans! I'm looking forward to my lunch date with fellow bloggers, who are also friends. I've met all of them but one and I feel very confident she is not an axe murderer or weirdo. :-)

Me and weirdos seem to click. Axe murderers? Probably not so much. Plus, I have to drag Sissy along. The Sullen Teenager does not want to join us. Imagine my best Valley Girl voice, "Whaaaaateeeever".

Enjoy your weekend!
Love,

Busier Than a One Legged Man in a Butt Kicking Contest

Lordy loo, I need to get the children out for back to school shopping. Buddy is as tall as I am now, and it doesn't take a genius to know that none of his jeans fit this coming year.

I think he also needs a new back pack (or pack pack as Sissy calls it) and I know FOR SURE he needs a new binder. The one from last year....It's just sad. Sis will need a new pack pack too. These little crotch rockets and all their assorted needs (that cost $$$). It's offset by the fact they will both be in school ALL day and out of my hair. Perhaps my house will be clean?

I went to visit a friend from high school yesterday. It was nice catching up with him - he was a grade behind me, so he knows much about that class year that I do not. It was fun. He's going thru a rough patch right now, so any good thoughts or prayers you can send his way are appreciated.

In the same vein, I went to Kroger yesterday evening and ran into a friend of mine. Both of her boys went to the same Catholic school that Buddy attended and now the youngest one is a grade behind Buddy at the local Middle School.

Anyhoot, she was diagnosed with breast cancer a few months ago and has had one mastectomy. She told me that today was her first chemo appointment. She has been a real friend over the years and has been very instrumental in Buddy's education - she ran the library program at their school (FOR FREE) and I can't thank her enough for encouraging children that reading is not only fun, it's magical. Again, if you could send some good thoughts her way, I would be so grateful.

Luckily, she lives less than half a mile from us, so I know I can be there anytime she needs me in a flash. The good news is when I saw her yesterday evening, she looked great! :-)

Un-Dear Cancer: you piss me off. Keep your filthy cancer cells to yourself, or send them to Hell. I think Satan could use them. Leave MY friends and family out of your nefarious plans. I would say "Thanks", but I'd really like to just beat you to death with a bat.
Love, ETW

And with that, I'm outta here. Have a happy Thursday hooligans. I love you all!

Love,

I'm A Slacker, Wouldn't You Like to be A Slacker, too?

As Summer break comes to an end, I find myself procrastinating more than usual. I don't know...

With Sissy entering Kindergarten this year for full days, maybe I feel like I'll have more time alone to get things in order. I don't mind cleaning or doing laundry or whatever, but I prefer to do it with no interruptions. When the Evil Twin is at work, and the kids are in school, that gives me a good opportunity to take care of things.

Last year, Sissy was in preschool, which was only 3 hours for a maximum of four days a week - and often less than four days.

Plus, I'm trying to enjoy the last bit of time I'll have NOT shuttling kids hither and yon. I get tired just thinking about it!

I'll be meeting up with 10 or so fellow bloggers this Friday for lunch. 3 of them will be flying in from another state (*someone* just got their pilot's license - how cool is that?)The Evil Twin and I can now claim to know TWO licensed pilot's in the circle of our friends. And, one of those two better be thinking about taking us to Orlando, because Disney World is offering an amazing deal right now. LOL.

I mean, once you land at MCO, the Magic Express will transport you and your bags to the resort of your booking for free. When we went in May '09, we parked our van (after a grueling 14 hour trip) outside the resort and didn't use it even once in 5 days. That's how cool Disney is - they provide transportation everywhere (well, everywhere within the confines of "The World"...The Magical World, that is. :-)

I slacked on yesterday's duties, so now I have to make up for it. Time for a shower and getting my errands underway.

I hope all my hooligans have a happy Hump Day - and maybe even a decent Wednesday, too! ;-)

Love,

Quite A Summer

I honestly thought once school was out, we might have a little down time, but alas, that has not happened.

And, since we are now 10 days away from the next new school year, the down time I envisioned is like an elusive sighting of Bigfoot.

Although this weekend, I did go to the salon and had my hair re-purpled. It is VERY purple. Now maybe people won't say, "I like your pink hair."

So, I did do something this summer. I'll add a pic later, after I get myself showered, coiffed and do my kabuki face. I can't be seen looking like a hot mess.

Today is gonna be a busy one. At least I can get many things accomplished and perhaps - just MAYBE - have a day to do whatever I want to do tomorrow! :-) I hate having chores and/or errands hanging over my head.

I hope all my hooligans have a great Tuesday!

Love,

Metal Mouth

Buddy got his top braces on Tuesday. Then, they wait about 3 months for the top bite to get aligned, then they put on the bottom ones.

He's not real happy at this point & time. We've been discussing what kinds of softer foods (besides soup) he might like and wouldn't be too painful for him to get down.

I did tell him getting used to them was weird and they would hurt for a couple o' days, but after that, he'd be eating like normal.

Besides, I had to wear mine for three - count 'em - 3 years. He'll have to wear his 15 to 18 months. Cake walk!!

Poor Bud. First, he is tortured with the new braces. Then, today, he has a haircut scheduled. I would take him to the barber shop (and sometimes, I do), but I hate having to wait around for our turn - especially when I have to drag Sissy around with me. She gets into *everything*. And, let me tell you, those "toys" at barbershops are typically filthy, broken and covered in tiny hair clippings.

Of course, she wants to touch them all. It skeeves me out every time. Soooo, I end up taking him to the hairdresser I use. Where the shop is full of dirty, broken and hair covered toys, too, but at least we can have a set appointment to minimize our time hanging around.

After that, it's a trip to the Mart, which I should have done on Monday, but have procrastinated enough already.

Tomorrow is Friday!! Yippee. I hope all my hooligans enjoy your Thursday with anticipation of the weekend.

If anyone has any kid friendly soft foods to suggest, we're open to all ideas.

Love,

It's Gonna Be A Day

Today, Buddy gets braces on his teef. He has the same bite that I did as a child - only I was 16 when I got my braces on and 19 (and in college) when they were removed. These days, the time frame is 15 to 18 months! I wish mine had been finished that quickly.

Anyway, I know the pain involved. I feel bad for him because the Evil Twin had mentioned having lunch at Olive Garden for his birthday lunch, then changed his mind and wanted Domino's sammiches and wings. He decided we'd go out for dinner at some point this week. The sad thing? Olive Garden has calamari on the menu and that is Buddy's favorite. I hope his mouth won't be too sore to enjoy the calamari.

When I had braces, my mom would drive thru Wendy's after every appointment to get me a Frosty. It was one of the few things I could tolerate. I have texture issues and pudding, jello and soup don't always cut the mustard with me. He is so much like me, I think I've got my work cut out for the next year and a half.

But, his teef will be pretty and straight when it's all said and done. We'll be several thousand $$$$ lighter, but it's worth it. Plus, I think I mentioned before we get a discount for me being a former client! Yay!

Wish us luck!

Happy Tuesday, hooligans!

Love,

On The Downhill Slide

The Evil Twin turned 52 yesterday. Of course, I jest about the downhill slide. He is still very active, has a great sense of humor, doesn't look his age at all, and has a filthy mind (pervert!).

We had a nice, relaxing day. I asked if he wanted to go out for lunch or dinner, but he said he was feeling lazy and wanted a sandwich from Domino's, so that's what we ordered. His day = his wishes.

He's not really a cake person, so I'll pick up a small one at the Mart today for the kids. They never pass up an opportunity for birthday cake.

Anyway, another year older - maybe not better, but definitely the same insanely funny man I married almost ....oh, hell, I'm terrible at math. 18 years ago? 1993?

We plan on a "nice" dinner out at Olive Garden or something along those lines later in the week. Olive Garden has a calamari appetizer and NO ONE loves calamari more than Buddy. He's a seafood lover, for sure. And, at nearly 14 years old, he can put the food away.

Well, I'm off for shower time and getting ready for the store. I need to get there today, as Buddy will be getting his braces on tomorrow! (I might be getting mine replaced in the future, as well..... we'll see). :-)

Love,