Not only am I feeling better....
So summer is here and all of my shows are on hiatus until fall. Time for the B team to make its debut. They aren't necessarily the best shows out there, but I have been pleasantly surprised at the number of new episodes showing this summer.
My DVD timers:
We actually have 42 timers, but I don't want to bore you
even more so I'll leave the non-new episodes for another time.
I know this was a lame excuse for a post, but I was feeling bloggy, but not very imaginative!
Are you with me on thinking a man wrote most of these definitions?
In closing, a photo of the tattoo I know you all want:
I pretty much talk about toddlers, potty training, pain in the butt hubby - just every day boring stuff which is pretty much common to most everyone at some point in their lives.
This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:
Not a f word in the bunch, nor a GD, nor a MFr. I think I've showed incredible restraint (especially considering DH is mentioned quite often)and still I am rated R. Maybe I'm not such a boring old grandma after all....
Now that would be relaxing. Instead, I will be inside dealing with poop and piss while hubby is outside grilling and drinking Sam Adams.
He is soooo considerate.
Note to self: Learn how to put parental controls on the pay-per-view channels
The flowers were soft and began to melt into the buttercream and I had no roses as I've
skipped missed the night in both Class 1 and Class 2 where we learned how to make roses (how can you decorate cakes and not know how to make roses?), but I did like the purple daisys.
Now I need to order a sheet cake pan for my Punkin's birthday cake and start practicing. He wants this for his cake and hopefully it won't be too difficult and will turn out ok.
I'm attending a make up class, aka Roses for Slackers, and then I will be kicking the Wilton rose's ass!! Maybe Punkin's jungle cake will have nice spray of roses near the wildlife........
So what was the secret I just couldn't tell?
I was pregnant! Again! We weren't really spreading the news because that really bit us in the ass last time as I miscarried and we had told everyone we knew and a few people we didn't know.
Well, I'm not pregnant anymore. I have miscarried again. Second time in the last eight months. I started having problems on Sunday so - to try to find the positive side of things - at least this time I had some warning and was able to prepare myself. Not that that makes it much better, but it does help to prepare you for the inevitable a tiny bit.
I so want to have another baby before I am too old to bend over to change it's diaper! My doctor says it shouldn't be a problem, that at this point statistics are on my side, blah, blah, blah. We'll see.
I remember when I was younger hearing people talk about "biological clocks". What a joke I thought it was.
Now if someone could just get mine to quit ticking........
Tick tock tick tock tick tock