Reason I won't win any Mother of the Year Awards #987

Okay, perhaps I shouldn't be sharing this little story....but I will. Because, that's what I do.

Backstory: Darling hubby Ricardo LOVES 2 1/2 Men. I've bought him the DVD's as gifts in the past because he loves them so much. We lay in bed most nights watching them before we go to sleep. We quote lines back and forth to each other from this show almost as much as we do from "Friends." We often watch this show together as a family. Our boys have even started grabbing the DVD's to watch on their own sometimes too. We didn't think it was much of a problem.....until now.

Have any of you seen the episode "Weekend in Bangkok with 2 Olympic Gymnists" where Charlie reluctantly takes Jake out to grab some Uncle Klucky's Fire Roasted Chicken? Well, my boys have. Repeatedly.

The other day Ricardo was working late. The boys and I had dinner without him. While dining on Chicken Quesadillas, I was conversing with Ol' Blue Eyes. After finishing the conversation, little Brown Eyes starts a conversation of his own. It went a little something like this:

Little Brown Eyes: Hey Mom?

Me: Yes?

Him: Just eat the fricken chicken!

Me:......What?!


At first I was totally flustered. Not because I was angry with him-not at all. Didn't have time. I'm too busy thinking "Oh Shit!!! When did I say Fricken in front of him? And what will his Dad have to say about this?!"

Cause as you all know, it was me who dropped the "F Bomb" in front of my kiddos a few years back, only to have my eldest innocently repeat the word in front of his Dad at a later date. Then throw me under the bus when his Dad asked where he heard the word..... :)

Anyhow, my mind is going a million miles an instant. "Shit, shit, shit!!!" While I'm simultaneously looking from one son to the other with an expression much like a deer caught in the headlights. Then, Ol Blue Eyes laughs and says:

"He's repeating that line he heard on 2 1/2 Men."

Then, I started laughing. Hysterically. I was saved. Oh, it's not in any way, shape or form proper....but it's pretty fricken funny! Even his Dad thought so when I later told him the story.

We will be having a talk with him about that not really being an acceptable word to use.....just as soon as we can do it without laughing. ;)

I'm the Bob Uecker of Favorites

Okay, so I got to be honest. Yesterday's post was mostly about making my sweet sis laugh when she got to the bottom of my goofy poem. Truth be told, I'm really the Bob Uecker of favorites. You know the old joke "I'm sitting in the front row. That's right! If they turn this place around- I'd be sitting in the front row!"











So in full disclosure, (cause you know I'm all about keeping it real. ;) Here's the ACTUAL list of Dad's Favs'. It goes a little something like this :











1. Wormie/ Tam





2. Tam/ Wormie





3. Wormie's best friend





4. ALL the Melcher girls





5. Any and All of the girls who have ever worked at the store with my Dad (for the past 50+ years....)





6. Evelyn the coonskin cap wearing, bicycling hunter-trapper.





7. The Dentist





8. The Proctologist





9. The Tax Auditor





10..... Good Ol' Stac









Yep, that's me, sitting pretty in the 10 spot! Course, if you turn this list around... I'm still the undisputed#1! But all joking aside, we all know Dad would NEVER play favorites. And truth be told, everybody knows I'm really Dear Ol' Mom's Fav.............. Once again, sweet sis is howling with laughter! ;)

Birthday Thoughts...

Being 43, not as I thought it would be.
Looks-gone. Brain-mush.
And I pee when I sneeze.

Sagging where there once was firm skin.
Aches and pains...
Oy! Where should I begin?!

Just a matter of time til Hubby wants someone new.
Something younger and hotter.
Perhaps, age range 22.

Sand in the hour glass,
It's almost gone.
Someday too soon...
buried under some lawn.

Yet, I cherish each day.
Watching my boys blossom.
And knowing I'm Dad's favorite...
Yep, it's still friggin' AWESOME!!! ;)

A Chilling Experience

Been an interesting week around here. You know how they say, "You never know what you have until it's gone?" Well, they are correct. Guess what decided to up and leave us this week:







That's right. Our refrigerator. Oh, it didn't get up and leave. But, the compressor quit working. So, it might as well have just walked right out the door. I was so disgusted, I didn't even clean the front or the inside off after I unloaded all the spoiled food out of it. So there! Something about unloading gross smelling meat and melted ice cream- it just puts you in a foul mood. Go figure.



So we've been "camping" all week long. This statement makes Ricardo laugh.

Me: This is like camping huh?

Ricardo: HOW is this like camping?!

Me: Cause we are having to rough it.

Ricardo: What?!!

Me: You know-No ice. No cold beverages. No cooking. Just living out of an igloo cooler.

Ricardo: THAT is nothing like camping you dork!

Me: Well, it's as close to camping as I want to get!!! Having my comfy bed, bathroom, air conditioning and of course cable are the ONLY things making this week tolerable. Well, that AND the take out food.

Ricardo: You're funny.

Me: I'm being serious!

Ricardo: THAT is what MAKES it so funny!!!

Me: I'm thinking I wouldn't do so well on "Survivor" huh?

Ricardo: Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!

As disgusted as I am about a 5 year old refrigerator breaking, I've decided to look on the bright side of things. Like exhibit A:

5 years ago, to get a refrigerator with an icemaker/water dispenser, you had to get a side by side. Which really makes you lose a lot of space in a frig.

But NOW they make these babies:

The whole top is the frig:

And the bottom is the freezer:

Which is also great, because NOW with any luck- I won't be dropping frozen food on my feet all the time. Or at least if I do, it might hurt a lot less since it doesn't have so far to drop. (?)

The new frig has a lot of cool features. But, one of my favorites is the LCD light. Kind of looks like aliens have landed huh?

Here's hoping THIS frig lasts longer than 5 years. And to being able to pay this puppy off in the next 12 months before the interest free period expires on the Home Depot card. Ugh! That pressure turns my stomach more than the smell of the sour food!!!

Saturday's Project Reveal...

What in the world were we doing outside all day Saturday you ask?

Why, installing a basketball goal of course.
Any parent who has ever had to read the words "some assembly required" will understand why this little project took the better part of the day. :) And why all of these pictures were taken in the dark. Because, even though night had fallen, the boys couldn't wait to shoot some hoops.

Being Novices, we expected to be good at this with a little practice :

But some of us had uncanny natural ability. Wanna guess who?

That's right! This little 1/2 pint right here. Nothing but net Baby!!! 3,4, 5 times in a row.

We were all a little surprised-no one more so than Brown Eyes himself. He was air-born most of the evening jumping for joy!

It may have taken hours to install,

But I bet there will be even more hours spent having a blast together. :)

Saturday-A Dog's Eye Perspective...

You know it's been a busy weekend, when you are still writing about it halfway thru the week. Two days to talk about Friday and now two days to talk about Saturday. (Yes, it's going to be another 2 part blog...sorry, I got a lot of pics. :)

So Saturday, we were busy in the front yard. I won't tell you what we were doing until tomorrow. But I'll give you a little sneak peek preview.....

Whatever we were doing had some of us wishing (more than anything else in the world) to just be out front with us:





While others sensed whatever we were doing might involve danger....so it would be prudent to observe with caution:




While still others, had an added degree of difficulty. They couldn't see what the f*#@ was going on- they could only go by sound:

It took all day; but, it turned out really cool! Tune in tomorrow for the reveal.

THE END.

The Lake Part Deux: Speed Racer

Now it is little man's turn to drive the boat. The gratuitous before driving shot:


Brown Eye's driving technique- Starts off slow....

Now see if you can guess exactly when he picks up speed. Ready. 5....4......3.....2.....1....

Driving like Speed Racer and he can't even see over the dash! Oh, this just cracks me up!!

All too soon, Dad decides it's time for some supervision and slower speeds.

"Oh Man!!! Buzz Kill!"

Spring Fever? I prescribe water. Lots and lots of water...

Friday I got a case of Spring Fever. Got it bad. Real Bad I tell ya. Should've been doing schoolwork all day. But by afternoon, it was just too nice to be held hostage by the educational system any longer. Wait! Aren't I the educational system???....YES. I. AM....Hmmmm. Don't I have final say in what the boys are learning? Why,... YES. I. DO. So without further adieu, I motioned that they should be learning about the great outdoors on this fine Friday. The motion was passed. ;) Ahhhh, victory. I was feeling pretty powerful.



Then, I thought I would see if my powers could supersede the career sector as well as the educational. I texted hubby Ricardo at work....



" Sunny skies. Winds 12mph. Boat just BEGGING to be taken out....."



Got reply back: "Give me 20 minutes."



Wow! My powers of persuasion amaze me sometimes! I'm like the almighty OZ!!! I must remember to only use my powers for good, not evil. HA!



But seriously, check out this PERFECT day on the water....



It was absolutely perfect. GORGEOUS I tell ya! A not to be missed kind of day. Don't you concur?! I was feeling like Miss New Jersey (from "Miss Congeniality")



Pagent Host: "Stacy name your idea of the perfect date."



Me: "April 9th. Not too hot. Not too cold. Maybe, just a light sweater" Ha! ( Sorry. Ahem.)
Continuing on....

Our boat is nothing fancy. But she sure is fun. She's reliable. Safe. And pretty if I do say so myself. And when she tops out she can go 50mph. Which doesn't sound that fast....but on the water- Woohooo! Feels like you are flying!

Course only this guy is allowed to take her this fast. Why, just look how manly he is. So in control. So capable of handling any situation.

Hey Captain....How you doin' ?! ;)

Course, being Captain is great. But you know what else is fun. When your boys get old enough to drive and you can just kick back and relax.....

That's right. I said boys. As in plural. Check out driver number uno....

Being a teenager, he looks down and adjusts the stereo first before anything else. Because as any teenager knows, good tunes are crucial when driving. LOL!

Then, once some cool tunes are in place, it's cruisin' time buddy!

Hard to believe in a few short years this one will be behind the wheel of something other than a boat. But as Scarlett would say, "I'll worry about that tomorrow."

As for today, I'm just relaxing and enjoy the sunshine, the waves, and my awesome family.

Tune in tomorrow for the pics of Driver Number Two....Hysterical!!!

Random Thoughts...

Been quite busy with school work, house work, yard work, etc. But here's some thoughts that are sticking in my mind....

Did ya'll see this story- "Airline lifts 70 year ban on pilots flying while on anti-depressants." Now, perhaps it's just me...but if my pilot wants/needs antidepressants-LOAD HIM UP!!! Because while taking antidepressants MAY cause a slight chance of thoughts of suicide....a depressed pilot flying while NOT on antidepressants almost certainly insures the probability of the plane going down. Don't you think???!!!

Why is it that the mere thought of not buying landscaping almost causes me as much pain as the actual act of installing it???!!

Why does it take an effortless nano second to gain a pound....and hours on the eliptical to work it off???!!!

Why is it that if you are an average person who has an affair, you're a "cheater." Yet, if you're a celebrity, you're a "sex addict?" Does a couple of million entitle you to a fancier title as well as all the other numerous perks?!

Am I the last person on earth that hasn't joined Facebook? (Surely, there must be someone else.) I miss the old days of just having lunch with someone. Picking up the phone and calling. WHY is it that "communicating" can only be done online?! I'll have to blog about that someday......Haaaaaaaaaa!!!