A little something I thought up while eating lunch, dreading my chore of the afternoon:
Sing the following to the tune of "My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean"
Will someone come shovel my driveway?
Won't someone come shovel for me?
I don't want to get out my snow boots
and my jeans will get wet, don't you see?
Sho-vel, sho-vel,
someone please shovel for me, for me?
Sho-vel, sho-vel,
oh, won't you come shovel for me?
I wish that the sun would just melt it
or the white stuff would just disappear.
For it was my new resolution
to not shovel snow this whole year!
Sho-vel, sho-vel,
someone please shovel for me, for me?
Sho-vel, sho-vel,
oh won't you come shovel for me?
I did not forsee this snow coming.
12 inches is no tiny thing
I think if I shovel for too long
my arm will be broke in a sling.
Sho-vel, sho-vel,
someone please shovel for me, for me?
Sho-vel, sho-vel,
oh, won't you come shovel for me?
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
want some cheese with that whine?
It has been exactly one month since I last blogged. Mostly, I think, I have nothing to say. Life just goes on and sometimes I don't feel creative enough to make it exciting. In order to blog, I have to think of something fun that has happened, or take cute pictures, or say something in a creative way. My creativity has been lazy lately.
I will attempt to get my groove back.

"Please, mom? I'm asking nicely..."

I guess we never should have shown her pictures on the camera. Oh well. At least I got a blog post out of it!
I will attempt to get my groove back.
In reference to my excuses for not blogging, I mentioned that I haven't taken cute pictures. That is not entirely the case. The problem is that as soon as I bring out the camera, Megan begins to whine. She starts whining because she wants to look at all the pictures on the camera. I can't even take a picture before she starts wanting to look at them. So, in lieu of taking pictures of Megan doing cute stuff, I get pictures of Megan whining to see the camera, as evidenced below.
You can't see her hands in this picture, but she's signing "help!"
"Mom, we're at the church, and if you don't give me that camera, I'm going to throw a fit right here on the floor and make a scene!"
"Please, mom? I'm asking nicely..."
"Now I'm NOT asking nicely: give me that camera!!"
I guess we never should have shown her pictures on the camera. Oh well. At least I got a blog post out of it!
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Monday, January 24, 2011
Little Lady Lickit Licks Again
People far and wide have been asking about Little Lady Lickit. Does she retain the truth of her title? Has she proven herself worthy of her royalty?


Upon investigation, it has been certified that Little Lady Lickit has lived up to her name. Furthermore, once crowned Queen Lickit (at least seventeen years hence), she will demand a new title. She requests her subjects not refer to her as "Your Highness", but, instead, "Your Lickness." Please take note of this future change.
Little Lady Lickit licks again in all her licking glory, as proven below:
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Upon investigation, it has been certified that Little Lady Lickit has lived up to her name. Furthermore, once crowned Queen Lickit (at least seventeen years hence), she will demand a new title. She requests her subjects not refer to her as "Your Highness", but, instead, "Your Lickness." Please take note of this future change.
Little Lady Lickit licks again in all her licking glory, as proven below:
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Monday, January 17, 2011
Bucky & Sienna
In 1993 a beautiful baby was made. This beautiful baby had a name and it was Buick Park Avenue Ultra... "Bucky" for short. ( I just came up with that name, bytheway. We have never named our cars.)
Okay. So, "Bucky" had a few different parents before he came to us. We were told that his parents took good care of him- changed his oil, bought him new tires, and maintained his innocence as much as possible. Here's Bucky:

Bucky came to our family in 2003. We treated him well, even when he started to show signs of old age. We gave him baths and tended his every wound. Though his body started to fall apart, we still gave him all the love and care we could. He had given us many memories, and for that we were grateful. We were so good to Bucky.
Until we sold him. You see, we're not as nice as the story sounds.
We needed a bigger, more reliable vechicle. So, we went shopping for a new Bucky to grow old with. We narrowed down our search to a few makes & models, and I searched websites that sell used cars. I called at least 50 different dealerships to get details. We looked at and test-drove several vans until we settled on this gorgeous beauty right here:
This baby's name? Toyota Sienna. This one's a girl. We'll just call her Sienna.
Sienna is nothing fancy; she's just perfect for our family. There are seriously so many things we love about her. But most importantly? Megan loves her. Plus, Sienna will be able to carry all those Foster Kids we hope to have in the near future. I'm pretty much in love with this van... I mean, Sienna. She's just full of tricks everywhere and fits us like a charm. Plus, I'm totally convinced that we got her for a steal of a deal. I'm one happy momma.
Oh, and now we're apparently cool, too. Have you seen these videos? People with Siennas pretty much rock. And now we've got our own Swagger Wagon. Go us.
Ride on, Sienna. Ride on.
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Okay. So, "Bucky" had a few different parents before he came to us. We were told that his parents took good care of him- changed his oil, bought him new tires, and maintained his innocence as much as possible. Here's Bucky:
Bucky came to our family in 2003. We treated him well, even when he started to show signs of old age. We gave him baths and tended his every wound. Though his body started to fall apart, we still gave him all the love and care we could. He had given us many memories, and for that we were grateful. We were so good to Bucky.
Until we sold him. You see, we're not as nice as the story sounds.
We needed a bigger, more reliable vechicle. So, we went shopping for a new Bucky to grow old with. We narrowed down our search to a few makes & models, and I searched websites that sell used cars. I called at least 50 different dealerships to get details. We looked at and test-drove several vans until we settled on this gorgeous beauty right here:
This baby's name? Toyota Sienna. This one's a girl. We'll just call her Sienna.
Sienna is nothing fancy; she's just perfect for our family. There are seriously so many things we love about her. But most importantly? Megan loves her. Plus, Sienna will be able to carry all those Foster Kids we hope to have in the near future. I'm pretty much in love with this van... I mean, Sienna. She's just full of tricks everywhere and fits us like a charm. Plus, I'm totally convinced that we got her for a steal of a deal. I'm one happy momma.
Oh, and now we're apparently cool, too. Have you seen these videos? People with Siennas pretty much rock. And now we've got our own Swagger Wagon. Go us.
Ride on, Sienna. Ride on.
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Sunday, January 16, 2011
HAPPY!
So, I was complaining to my awesome sis-in-law, Jenny, about how Megan never smiles for the camera. Jenny told me that when she had that problem, she just said "HAPPY!!" as enthusiastically as she could, and then the smiles would come a-flowing.




Well, I put it to the test. And thanks to genius Jenny, Here is Megan HAPPY! (and so silly, too)
It's easy to catch her happy while she's eating. Duh... who's not happy while they're eating?
This one really cracks me up because she looks like a little alien (she pulled out her little hair do thingies) and she doesn't actually look happy, but she's laughing like crazy.
We love our silly, happy baby. Love her so much.
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Friday, January 14, 2011
New 'Do
Today while I was doing Megan's hair for the coming week, I decided to get a bit brave. I've done little puffs in every way I can think of, and I'm getting kind of bored with it.
I got Megan's new 'do from something I saw on another baby's head. The mom kinda told me how to do it, but Megan's didn't turn out as well. But, that's okay. I'm just learning, and Megan doesn't know if her hair looks great or looks horrible.
So, this 'do is growing on me, but I still look at it and think it's kinda weird. It took me more than twice as long as usual, and I'm curious to see if Megan pulls it out before the week's through.
Here are a few pictures:
What do you think?
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011
boycott
During Girl Scout cookie season I treat my family to a yummy carton of Samoas Dreyer's Ice Cream (Edy's Ice Cream to those of you in the East). In one word: YUM.


A couple years ago I noticed that Dreyer's changed their ice cream sizes. Where you used to receive 2 quarts, they packaged 1.75 quarts for the same price. Then, tonight at the grocery store when I picked up my long-awaited-for ice cream flavor, I noticed that the cylinder was now smaller and only contained 1.5 quarts. And, again, for the same price. Needless to say, I slapped that puppy right back into the store freezer and bought something else.
Now is when I say "WHAT THE HECK" for two different reasons which infuriate me.
#1: Do they think we (their customers) are stupid? Honestly, do they think we won't notice that the ice cream container keeps getting smaller and smaller? Do they think that we don't read the volume printed on the foods we buy? Do they think we will still buy it? I know that I won't. I'm done with Dreyer's. Not only is this offensive to me, but also it makes me lose all respect for the company. Yes, I know we are in a recession, and I know that all companies need to cut costs. But, Dreyer's/Edy's... why must you insult me? I would respect you much more if you just hiked up your prices like everyone else. It makes me upset that, instead of being honest about it, you insist on trying to trick us all. Shame on you, and "WHAT THE HECK!"
#2: I looked the situation up on Wikipedia and apparently these ice cream changes were not so recently made. In fact, the change from 2 quarts down to 1.75 quarts was done back in 2002! Why, then, did I only notice the downsize a couple years ago? (and, no, it's not because I'm stupid... I noticed right away and it aggrivated me). I have to wonder if the ice cream I received in 2008 was really made before 2002???? Does ice cream sit around for 7 years before it makes it to the store shelf? And, then again, I just noticed tonight the change from 1.75 quarts down to 1.5 quarts, and that change happened 2 1/2 years ago! "WHAT THE HECK!"
If you can't tell, I'm a little worked up about this. From now on I'm buying other ice cream.
Dreyer's/Edy's: you no longer have my loyalty. Yes, I do think you have a good product, and I especially like your lower-fat options, but you have betrayed me! I do not like products who betray me. Our relationship is over. Too bad for you, because I like ice cream.
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