Do you have a twin???

They say we all have a twin. (and no, I do not who the "they" in "they say" is, but they are really with it so I listen to them. ) So, they say we do, have a twin that is...
I found mine...
Unfortunately my twin is a small rat from the comic section of the paper.
It's okay, I am over it.
I can deal with the rat twin, because Dude, at least I am not the pig...

Here is why. Yes another comic strip, but man, this rat just gets me ya' know... click them to read...


And this is the one that started it all... I have posted it before, but truly, it bears repeat viewing.

I honestly do want that mallet.


I really have no human twin... in fact I am the odd man out in my family. All my sisters resemble each other and another relative. Alot. Me, um no. I seriously asked my mom once if I was the milkman's kid. (and yes, we did have a milkman, but that is another story.) She denied it, so I guess I believe her. :) Although growing up she did always say the gypsies left me on her doorstep. So they all looked alike, but every one of us four girls had their "thing"...
The oldest, Sue was the drama girl, starring in plays and such. Sharon, she was the nice one, all creative and motherly... a Martha Stewart type, only no jail time. Patti, she was the smart one and the pretty one... yes, totally unfair that one gets both of those, but it is what it is... (quick grab the waffle iron! LOL. Oh, you are not laughing??? That is because you did not read the comic.Now I need the mallet.)

And me...
I was the sister who played sports...
Yeah.
That was me.
So you can see how this went down...

Sue: "Mom, I am starring in a play again! Look at my name in the playbill!"
Mom:"So proud! You are so talented!"

Sharon:"Mom, I volunteered at the homeless shelter and made you this wreath from grapevines I picked and dried myself!"
Mom:"So proud. You are so creative!"

Patti:"Mom, look another year of straight A's, oh, and do these size 2 jeans make me look fat?"
Mom;"So proud, you are so smart, and pretty!"

Jude: "So, mom, I mooned someone today on the soccer bus home from the game. I thought you should have a heads up before the coach calls."
Mom:"Oh... so, um, well... aren't you just all muddy and bruised! Yeah for you!!"


Just kidding, I know my mom was proud, well, not of the mooning, but in general... and if she isn't she can take it up my father, the milkman...
Here is my latest LO for Unpubbed...
its Open call time so go and create something brilliant and win some free stuff...

A favor please....

So, I have a favor to ask all of you out there in blogland... This video link is for my nephew Franklin. He is a handsome little boy whom I love dearly. Last year we got the heart breaking news that he is autistic. I know many of you have already gone and viewed this for me, but I thought posting it here would be a good way to get some more folks to see it. The video gets $1 for every view and only 4cents of that is used for administrative fees.. pretty amazing if you know anything about fund raising these days! So, please go HERE view THIS ... and my sincerest thanks to the many who have, and even left such sweet comments to my sister.

Now, I must admit ... I am a sleepy girl. I stayed up way too late with Vee and Ronda last night. And Vee had to let me in on the LOST crucial point I missed...
if you don't watch you may want to skip this cause it will be pretty boring, plus if you're not a LOST nerd like myself and Vee (oh, and you too Adrienne!) you will be thinking...
"Good grief Jude, get a life, it is just a show." Yeah, Yeah I know that, but it is a good show, and everyone has their proverbial "Saved By the Bell" in the closet.
(get it.. haha, skeleton in the closet, saved by the bell in the closet... perhaps that is not so funny as I think since I am having to explain it... oh well, this is blog humor not the Tonight Show so...)

Anyway, I totally missed that Kate called the baby "Aaron" at the end of the show.I thought she said "Eric" so when they played all that suspenseful music I was like, okay... this is because she had a baby on the Island? But then...
Vee and I are IMing, and she says, "Can you believe Kate had Aaron?"
HUH??? What? I thought she said Eric. Where is Claire???
Then I get it... and the music makes sense, and the whole weird Jack meeting after court makes sense.

So, I am a LOST loser, its official.

And I thought Beth and Nicole would appreciate this information... I am refusing to go to the store today because, and I quote my own self talking to Micah,
"It is too cold to drag a just recovered from sickness kid and a baby out in this cold weather. Do you mind if I wait and go tomorrow?"
How cold is it Jude...
it is 31 degrees... yikes, how could I possibly think of leaving my house???
Sorry my Minnesota pals, clearly I would be a hermit if I lived where you do... hard to believe I grew up in Buffalo, I know.

Here is my scrappy I managed to eek out whilst IMchatting last night...
Man I love this guy, endlessly.
The journaling card below is hidden behind the LO in a clear envelope, so that the file tab pulls it out from the top right corner.

And that is all I have... my Em and an aquadoodle await me...

Dude is back in...

DUDE is so back in as my word for the year. I mean, I will keep ENDURE because it is so much more inspirational looking, but DUDE is back, I will have two words. Why you ask???

Because of this cartoon:

Click to enlarge it. I love it.

And here is one more, just for Micah...

Although I always joke that this will be what I would request if I was the dead one. :)

And last night I got a chance to video chat with Ronda, Beth, Jessi, and Karla. So much fun. Delayed Laughter, always a good thing. My delayed sarcasm... probably not. And Beth making us take self portraits during our drop and scrap Saturday... so not good. LOL. She caught me with a towel on my head cause I had just finished... guess what... Coloring my hair. I can't seem to escape getting caught with that color! LOL.

I got these pages done while we chatted: They are for the "This is You" Journal. Um, yeah, that first one is Micah as a baby... do ya' think his kids look like him a bit???

Speaking of kiddos, my poor boys were stricken with high fevers Saturday night. They were pitiful all day yesterday. I let them watch TV all day, literally. I NEVER let them do that and at about 4pm, Lincoln started saying his head hurt.

Lincoln: "Dad, my head hurts."

Micah: "Oh no, bud, where?"

Lincoln: (rubbing head) "Well, its actually my brain that hurts."

Micah: (getting worried because of the fever) "Where?!?"

Lincoln: "I think my brain is hurting from watching too much TV."

We were laughing at that one, and yes, he says that because from an early age I would tell him that if he watched too much TV it would rot his brains. I am so glad he has the concept down! :)

Happy Monday

Trust your instincts...

So, I learned two things yesterday....
1.Valentine's Day and Cupid still do not recognize motherhood as an obstacle to romance.
2.Cupid should get in the know.

Why you ask???
Well... here is why...
No one's Valentine's Day can possibly recover when the morning starts with the words...
and I quote...
"Juicy Poops"

Man, it was all downhill from there. It reminded me of this Valentine's Day... click the link to read. Apparently I cannot escape it.

The title? "Trust your instincts" well...
Let me put this gently...
okay there is no way to put it gently, let me just say it...
When one has a young son, who starts his day with the term "Juicy poops" and then uses the bathroom twice, once involving the need to wipe the JP from his bum and his foot... yeah foot, don't ask. ( JP is the new abbreviation there for Juicy Poops, stay with me k?)

So, once one has been through these things, once should KNOW, just KNOW that when the cute little romantic Valentine meal she has prepared for her men is interrupted with many loud and disturbing gaseous sounds...

One should trust her instincts...

ME: "Em, was that a juicy fart, like your juicy poop?"
(yes, I actually spoke those words. Sad that I used to converse about current events and such isn't it?)
EM: "No Ma, that just a tooty."
ME: "Are you sure????"
EM: "Yep, I sure. "

I knew. I knew I should have checked. I mean, why did I trust a three year old? He lies. It's like asking a dog if he's licked his butt today. You know the answer...
I did ask Micah to check, but come on... Dad's just don't realize how low the JF z0ne is in those undies, you gotta really pull back and look... you know what I mean Moms... you have to pull back just so and get a peek...
But be careful... you pull too far and you know what you end up with a finger full of...
(and the JF is for Juicy fart, cause really, if I write those words again, I will be forced to turn in my femininity.)

So, this morning it all comes back to haunt me...
the sounds
the denial
the false positive father peek

I should have trusted my instincts and went in for the check...
Cause what I found, well... it is not fit for discussion. Suffice to say, there is one very cute pair of undies in the trash because there are just some things that are beneath me, and yes, washing the JPs and the JFs out of the BVDs is one of them...

Happy Valentines's Day to one and all...

And the scrappy stuff...
The LO is for Unpubbed and that great red paper... from Memorable Seasons, a new online store. Jill is the owner and that order was here FAST and even had some Primas in it as an extra! Go check her out! :)


And... my picture for the first challenge on the We SPy You Spy blog. Beth and Nicole are doing this one and it looks like a great way to get your photography ideas flowing... The first spy was something beautiful...
I took this picture at my friend Heather's shower and I loved it! Plus, I haven't touched it with editing software at all, so I am a little proud. :)


If you have read all this you are to be commended... or is that committed?

A Happy Birthday to...

I want to wish a very Happy Birthday to this woman...

I am so thankful to call her a friend and love her dearly. Isn't she beautiful too? She is amazing, and has a heart I truly feel a kinship with. Happy Birthday Ronda, I love you! :)

Normalcy...

Okay, I am getting back to a feeling of normalcy. I was puking like a pledging sorority girl this weekend but thankfully that is gone. I was also in dire pain due to the ceasing of the milkage. Tapering was a joke (20 oz in 8 min) and I grew impatient.
Note to self: impatience is a bad thing, do not be led by it. So I went cold turkey. Bad idea. I was hopelessy sick and in pain. Lots of pain... crying myself to sleep in pain. Thanks to massive amounts of ibuprofen and cabbage leaves I am on the mend, although I was literally not fit for public viewing. And that is all I have to say about that.

Here is a new scrappy endeavor...


It is called the "Just For You" and it yes, another weekly challenge blog. I got the link from Corey and it is cool. You use the prompts they give and make a page about someone else, spouse, child, etc. I am doing mine in 6x6 format, because I am making them for each of the men. Here are their pages... as you can see, I will do each the same, just with their different story or journaling. That way the pages will come together quickly and easily. I know you are all SHOCKED by the color combination I chose...
Here is the first week, the idea was to journal about the person's name...



I will be making the rounds this weekend to try and catch up on all of your blogs and such... I only have like 78 new feeds in my bloglines... LOL. :)

Sickness

I am sick.
I am on the mend, but my head is still all fuzzy feeling and I cannot be responsible for anything I say or type. Forgive me if I have not been by your blog or responded to an e-mail. I cannot imagine the phone conversations I have had, but cannot recall.
Hoping to be all normal soon...