Gotta Chuckle...

So, my little Brynn... The youngest of the family... The one my 17 year-old son predicts will be a Navy Seal because she's the toughest one of them all... Just won a Family SURVIVOR Contest at the County Fair!

And her big brother, Jack? He won a Hawaiian lei for being the only one who knew how to Hula dance. I have no idea where he learned how to do that.

Still laughing...

"Proud" Doesn't Even Come Close...

My daughter just graduated from Army Basic Training at Ft. Leonard Wood, MO.

My son just passed all of his tests and is officially enlisted in the Air Force.

"PROUD" is a word that doesn't even come close to the emotion that is flooding my heart.

Good Day, Picasso!

I need you to close your eyes for a moment. Close your eyes and picture this...

• rainbow striped tights
• purple corduroy skirt with embroidered flower
• pink and green cotton shirt covered with little strawberries
• salmon and turquoise striped sweater
• old tennis shoes

Add these altogether, and put them all on an adorable, little six year-old girl.

Now, had this been my first child, I would never have let her go to school dressed like that. She was, after all, a reflection of my abilities as a mother! What would this say to her teacher? What would people think? They might think she was a poor orphan in the morning with nobody to take care of her! (I know... It's a stretch, but what if?)

This little girl happens to be my fourth child. I have actually acquired some bits of wisdom through the years, thankfully!

My reaction to this colorful concoction?

1. Take her picture before she heads out the door for school.

2. Say with a huge smile on my face, "Have a great day.... Picasso!"

Honestly, she looked like a walking Picasso painting!

Dinner Serenade

So, in the middle of dinner, I belted out, "I am, I said," along with Neil Diamond. I really gave it gusto... Used motions and all.

My kids didn't even flinch.

They just kept on eating and talking.

They didn't even acknowledge that it was a bit awkward.

That's kind of funny.

(I guess they're used to their mom making a fool of herself... That's a good thing.)

Mocking Me...

For those of you who have been following my blog, you are fully aware of my love of bubble baths. The ultimate relaxation... a wonderful indulgence.... a treat for a worn out woman. So, you are also aware that I have been without a tub faucet for more than a couple of years. (And yet, my husband still lives.) So, I am thrilled to announce that I have purchased a beautiful faucet, spectacular faucet! Unfortunately, my husband was unable to install it...

And so it sits....

In the box...

Mocking me.

A Little Lost

Saturday morning errands...

Brynn had a birthday party to go to, and of course we were at the store 15 minutes before the party, buying the present. Nothing like last minute! Rushing to the car, I quickly unlocked it with my handy, dandy remote. "Quick, Get in, get in, get in." We had 5 minutes to get there... Sure, we can make it!

"Jack!, Don't do that! You'll scratch the car!" Why do kids always like to draw in the winter salt that has turned all vehicles white this time of year?! Sigh... "Quick! Hop in!"

As I am getting in the car, my mind ponders... "We have gray interior, don't we?" Although, this interior does look familiar." (Our previous vehicle had tan interior.)

Hanging from the rear view mirror is a picture of a woman... TOPLESS.

"I definitely don't have one of those!!!"

"QUICK, KIDS... GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!!"

And there you have it, folks. Our Suburban was three spots down.

Brynn gets out of the stranger's SUV and says, "I was wondering where my car seat was."

As my friend, Thelma, says, "Who needs T.V. when we have you, Lisa?"

What can I say? Life is never dull!

"Whaaaaaat?????"

American Idol has returned to bring us entertainment, yet again. Gotta love it. While snuggling on the couch with my little Jack, he turns to me and says, "Mom, your skin feels like the cheese that's on our sandwiches at school."

"Whaaaaat?????"

"Your skin.... It feels like the cheese that is on our school-lunch sandwiches. You know... the melted, cheese sandwiches."

I'm going to let your imagination roll at this point.

Are you done laughing yet? No?

I'll give you some time to catch your breath.

So, here's the catch... I was wearing my knee-high leather boots, which his bare feet were resting on, hence, the cheese effect.

WHEW!!!

A Time to Laugh

So, I left my umbrella in the Crystal Ball Room at the Milwaukee Hyatt today, and didn't realize it until my group was leaving the Convention Center. I went off running while they went to the car. The plan was to pick me up at the Hyatt, so I had better hurry. I looked outside, and could not see the Hilton, so I decided to ask directions right away instead of wandering aimlessly. I went up to a policeman, who happened to be standing in the entrance of the Convention Center. "Sir, could you please tell me which one of these buildings is the Hyatt?" He stood there with his arms crossed, and didn't answer. So I got a little closer, and a little louder. "Sir, would you please tell me which one..." "Wait a second... He's not even flinching," I thought to myself.

Yeah... The most realistic mannequin I have ever seen.


Did I mention there were plenty of people witnessing this? If that wasn't bad enough, I laughed all the way down the street... by myself.