Awww.....

It's a yittle itty bitty baby .

This baby praying mantis is on some of my day lilies in the front yard. We actually found 3 egg sacks this past fall and early this spring. We put them in a safe place in the garden...they must be hatching! This is the only one we have spotted so far, tho.
He really was just sitting there taking it all in.

Hair ye, Hair ye!

Over at OMSH, she is contemplating a new hair do. Let it grow, cut it, shave it...that is always the question, right? Different days you will get different answers!

She has stepped up and let us, the viewers/readers decide. We get an update every couple weeks of her hair progress via pics and commentary and then we vote on what we think she should do. So far, she has to sweat it out some more...keep it growing is what we all decided. Sound fun, yes! Am I brave enuf to post my hair in transition every couple weeks. I think not. There are mornings when I don't even want to see it myself, much less show it off to millions!(As if millions will ever read my blog)(I can dream, right?)

I did however tell her I would post a pic of what I am working towards. I am brave enuf to do that! And if you want to you can see a pic of what I have now. (Gotta scroll down a ways)

This is what I am shootin for. Minus the color. I don't do color. As much as my best girlfriend would like me to and tries to talk me into...it's not gonna happen!

What in the sam hill?

My husband's cousin was over here a couple nights ago. Wait. I'm gonna say our cousin. I mean, even tho I am only related to her because of the mere fact that I married her cousin. I love her to death and am I gonna say she is mine, too. She is mine. There, I said it. She is super sweet, comes to visit me(which is asking a lot!), loves to hang out with my kids, and has great big goals in mind for what she wants to do with herself and her life. She has a plan. Gotta love a young adult with a plan. Best of all? She is a great role model and example for my kids to look up to. She has a good head on her shoulders and knows how to use it.

So, when she was here and showed me this package she had gotten in the mail...well, to say the least, we were both appalled. Any ideas on what it is?

Here is another hint.


For all of you that answered a cigarette ad, give yourself a hand. Now this is not just any ol' ad. This is a full service ad. Complete with a user's guide and a gift certificate booklet and everything. I am surprised that there wasn't a pack of smokes right in the box, too. Here, take a look.

Yep, BOGO. Just like at Payless Shoes , but we ain't talking shoes, are we? Now, if you are like us, then by now you are just completely disgusted and shocked and angry and ....look at the nifty little booklet that comes with it.


Now, I am all for supporting the arts. I want my kids to have an appreciation for them one day, just as I do. Not this kind, tho. Not these artists. The ones that are trying to make a cigarette pack look cool and trendy in hope that they will sell more. Especially to kids? Don't think so.


The only folks hosting smoker-friendly events? Is there such a thing? Should smoker and friendly be in the same sentence together? Smoking is not friendly. It does not do friendly things to your body. It does not make you friendly, friendlier, or friendliest.
And the real kicker? I'm one of you now? What in the sam hill? You'll let me know when you are whipping up any new smokes?

Let me just say. What the H E double hockey sticks, ever. I don't want to be one of you. And I don't want you catering your advertising to young adults. My cousin is not even 21, yet. She is not even of the legal drinking age. So, what? Let's catch her now and get her on to smokes before the big gun drinking folks come in and get her first? Because, what? Both of those things are so darn good for you to do in the first place.

Camel people, you should be ashamed of yourself. Down right ashamed.

The good news. My cousin was as equally disgusted as me at the whole idea. So, take that Camel people. You didn't win this one over. One less person you have in your corner. One more for mine!

Already this morning!

It is almost 11 am as I sit(finally) to post this entry. I have done 3 loads of laundry, emptied and refilled the dishwasher, washed all my hand washable dishes, changed a couple diapers, and had my trip to Target.

The Target trip is where things got a little crazy! Loaded the little guy up after he had breakfast and made our way to Target. So far, so good. Got there, got his cart pouch all ready, got him in the cart, got my bag and our cups of water. Made it into the store...looking around in the dollar spot...realize that my cart is leaking water all over and that my son, his clothes, the cart pouch, and my bag are all now pretty well soaked. The culprit...he got a hold of my water cup(which I now wish was spill-proof, like his)and poured it all over himself! He had great fun. He was laughing and carrying on...I was assessing the damage and trying to figure out where to begin!

Lucky for me I have my brand new bag! It is equipped with all the bells and whistles(only a little damp). I take him out of the cart pouch and into the restroom to strip him down and change his diaper and his clothes. Now that he is all dry again I use his wet clothes to finish drying off his place in the cart. The cart pouch is so wet it is dripping water. I roll all the wet stuff into a bundle and stuff it on the bottom part of the cart and set off to begin anew!

Dry and still happy. Who could ask for more? Now onto my shopping and to look for cool and groovy things for my green and pink swap!

Halllaaa!

Over here! Frugalmom is in the house!

Can you give a quick shout out to a new blogger?!

The idea came up awhile ago, but we had to have the perfect name, ya know?

In case you have young kids as well, here is another kidlet one.

Enjoy!

Note to self

Using the food dehydrator when it is close to 90 degrees outside...not such a good idea. Not only does it take much longer to dry out the food...it acts as a little heater in the kitchen.

And when it is 90 degrees outside a little heater inside is not what I am going for.

It's here, It Is Here!!!!!

Hooray, hooray.

Okay, Okay. I have to tell you all about this fantastic person. Well, I don't really know her. Not in real life anyway. But I do know her in cyberspace and if I am lucky one day I WILL get to meet her in real life. She is one of my most favorite bloggers in the whole, wide world. Why, you ask? Even if you don't ask. She is real and funny and loves her kids all the way t0 the core(and her husband!) and she has great values and great advice and I just plain like her.

And no, I am not brown-nosing just because she had this fabulously, fantastic contest. I don't have to. I already won! Ha.

So, my story goes something like this: She had the contest and I entered and I won.

Don't worry, it gets better. I never win anything. I entered anyway. Just because, how could I not. I see this great prize and my adrenaline starts going and I see myself with the prize and how happy I would be to have it. It's like one of those dream sequences in the movies...where it gets all soft and fuzzy and the music is real nice and good things happen to you. Yep, just like that.

So. I get a note in my mailbox from the postal carrier saying that he attempted to deliver my package but could not. No, he did not. I was home all day. Nobody ever came to my door. Hmpph. Now I have to wait till tomorrow. And go to the post office. Okay, I don't have to go to the post office. It says I could have it redelivered, but then I would have to wait even longer. So, off to the post office we go. I actually tried to take a picture of my picking up the package at the post office, but you try to juggle the package, your wallet and keys, a plump 1 yr old and your camera. Not gonna happen. So this is what we did.

We are so excited. Even about the box itself.

And then we get to open it! Okay, so some of us are more excited with the bubble wrap.

Drum roll, please.


Isn't it the most beauteous thing you have ever seen in your whole life? I know you are jealous. And just because it is a baby tote, does not mean the only way you can carry it is if you have a baby. Nope, not at all. It is so stylish it can stand all on its own.

This is my old diaper bag. Which I have to say is also very near and dear to my heart. It was given to me by a priest who lives here in the states, but comes from Uganda. He bought it for me when he went home last time, He said I was sposed to carry it to the market, but I get so much food it wouldn't have worked well for me that way.


And because I know you are just totally wanting to know what I put in my new baby tote. I will show you.


Let's see. I have some bibs and and a burp cloth, and some cloth wipes, and my new cloth diapers(that I just switched to--another entry all together on that), and a diaper cover, and a clean outfit, and some medicine and some band-aids and some anti-bacterial hand gel...and I must say. I have tons of room left in this bag. What else do I need to take that would fill up more space? I hate empty space. I may have to just put all my purse stuff in there when I go out. That would take up some space. Oh, and I need a diaper tote for dirty diapers that I can use when I have to change him when I am out...thinking out loud helps me sometimes. Thanks. That was helpful.

Oh, and here I am holding my new bag.

Umm...wait. This was the part where I asked my 8 yr old son to take a picture of my new bag. Can you see it? That tiny little bit of pink in the corner. Yeah, he needs a little work on focus. He tried again.

I love my new bag. Thank you so much OMSH. You rock!