10 Years and Going Strong !!!!!

It is our 10 year anniversary tomorrow.
J and I have traveled the world together. We have been everywhere from all over the US, Switzerland, France, Italy, Barbados, Cancun, New Zealand, Australia and more. (we are lucky to get to the store now)
7 years of it was trying to make babies. I can now look back at those hard years and smile with a sense of accomplishment and peace.

All 10 have been the best years of my life.

We will be together forever...I know it in my heart, oh AND because I've threatened J with her life if she ever leaves me. (my little insurance policy)

I used to think 10 years was a long time to be in a relationship. We have only just begun. (no damn it....the song on my montage is not the Carpenters. I'm too cheap to buy the premium for a larger song selection :) ha ha

I love you J, you are my song !!!

Make an on-line slide show at www.OneTrueMedia.com

We sure do dress up a lot. :)

11 words and this Binky thing is for the birds !

Our weekend in 11 words or less....BBQ, bar, park, scrapbook sell, BBQ, baby shower, BBQ-football party.
The end !
(if I included any more words I would have had to tell you how one of the houses we BBQ'd at looked like it came out of a pottery barn magazine and then I would have to add..that one of my children broke a ceramic ball from the coffee table. OF COURSE it had to be MY baby DAMN IT! )

OH MY HOLY BINKY NIGHTMARES.
I SERIOUSLY don't think I should have taken the binky away. It's been just over a week now and nighttime/nap times are still a nightmare. She just can't seem to comfort herself. I have tried to replace the comfort item with a doll, stuffed animal, blanket.
I have told her stories, taken her potty, sat on her floor, rubbed her back.
It seems that once she's ALL but asleep...tickling her back seems to do the trick.
(this is after SEVERAL trips to put her back to bed, calm her down because she is crying or thrashing around)
She has been waking up in the middle of the night and can't put herself back to sleep. She cries and screams.
Nap time is also being affected. It was fine the first few days. Now she won't sleep.
I cut out her nap two days in a row to see if no sleep and playing hard would knock her out at night. Not so much. Plus I NEED nap time.

She has been caught hiding under the kitchen table the last 2 days with her brothers binky.
IN FACT I just took Spencer's binky from her and now she is in the fetal position crying. The ONLY reason it's cute is because she put on her swimming suit from a year ago, and has a melvin as it's much to small for her. (cute little tushy)

I feel like this is a potty training thing. They will do it when they are ready and forcing them before hand is just going to make life miserable for everyone.

NOW...I'm stuck. I can't give her binky back. fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

I wish I would have taken it from her and ONLY given it to her when she slept. Honestly...if you are reading this and contemplating something similar. mark my words. If they aren't ready, you had better be. cush it aint fun ya shee. (that is my best old time Mafia guy impression)
If you are reading this and think that I'm making a big issue out of a small thing. You have NO IDEA how attached she was to this binky.

Any advice ?

Picture Perfect ??

We went and had pictures taken last week.

I wanted to do some big black and whites.....now seeing the vibrant colors I don't think I could change them.
The photographer was WONDERFUL (Thanks Kori for the recommendation) !

What do you think ? The last 4 are my favorites. I'm thinking of using them as the main, big, canvas prints. Seriously. What do you think ?
It took me a FREAKING LONG time to get these downloaded so give a little love.
Don't just look and leave. This took 3 hours and a little pink pill.
Blogger and your erroring out is starting to PISS ME OFF ! hee heee heee heeee. It's ok blogger. I love you. (little pink pill fully kicking in now....dumb drunk smile)

By the by....did I tell you that my wife brought me home flowers yesterday. (I would download that picture but for hell sakes...I've clearly had enough) She also told me what a great job she thinks that I do. I love you honey. Actions speak as loud as your words sometimes. :)

Baby New Year !

This one because he's cute and poses!

Not today ! Not on my watch !

That son of a bitch came back. He was even bigger this time.
I grabbed the empty Downy bottle from the laundry room and beat him until his legs came off. Syd came running over asking me what I was doing. I wasn't going to spoil the lesson that I had taught her a week ago...so I scooped up his squished body and all of his twitching little legs and put the cap back on the bottle.
"nothing Syd...just getting something off of the floor" (very calm. very smooth)

OH HELL no, am I giving you the chance to come back. Bastard.
I wanted to take his broken body and put it outside where I left him before....to warn all of his little friends. BEWARE SPIDERS. Not at my house. Not any more.

It's nice to be nice to the nice !

AND AM I NICE OR WHAT !!!!!!
Don't answer that. Holly and Lois think that I'm nice. minus the smart ass note at the end(totally willing to forgive that) I'm taking this as the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. Today. well and most of yesterday. Probably since Sunday.



“This award is for those bloggers who are nice people; good blog friends and those who inspire good feelings and inspiration. Also for those who are a positive influence on our blogging world. Once you’ve been awarded please pass it on to others who you feel are deserving of this award.”

I really don't feel like there are very many nice bloggers out there. I'm just going to leave it at....I'm nice. :)


FINE !
2 moms a turtle and a butterfly
Kelly Belly
Mommy Mama and Cubs
Twins and 2 moms
A day in the life

The rest of you really need to work on your people skills ! :) ha ha ha ha
You know I'm kidding and that I would pick ALL of you if I could.

Huge Weekend, Big, BIG WEEKEND !

I can't WAIT to tell you the big news. (no I'm not pregnant) wouldn't that be cool though ! :) hints of sarcasm seeping through from a lot of you.


I COULD tell you how J bought a new truck. Just a small little Dodge Dakota. older. good shape. good miles.












I COULD tell you what a WONDERFUL time we had with some friends up at the lake Saturday. And how we played on the biggest, gayest, floating island you've ever seen. with a babysitter in the middle. The babysitter would be the mesh middle. It was like a built in swimming pool. AWESOME !
How we talked and visited. how the rain kept a bunch of people away. and how the clouds and the sky opened up to a stunning, calid day.

Merr, Syd, Camden, Alyssa, Ky, Jack

My wife

Syd and Imani











NO. What I have to tell you is BIGGER than even the BIGGEST of all the GAYEST floating rafts EVER !



TA DA !!!!!














Sydney gave her last binky to the binky fairy. (screams and cheers from a live audience)
It was tough. I've been putting holes in it for a week now. It didn't seem to deter her in the least. I cut the tip off yesterday morning before we left for the lake. She asked for it just before we got there and immediately threw it on the floor of the truck shouting, "UUUH ! my binky is bothering me !"
(notice how she fell asleep with her thumb stuck in the hole in her binky :) ha ha













At bed time she wanted it again. I gave it to her, to which the reaction was the same. (this time it flew much harder and faster though)
I tickled her back, told her a story about where her binky was going. (with it's family of course) and how the binky fairy was leaving her a bike.
I then instructed J to go put her bike together lickity split. J bought one last week just in case, when I started putting holes in it. Saved us a midnight trip to Wal-mart.
She woke up sad in the middle of the night, but soon fell back to sleep.

She got us up at the butt crack of dawn. That is a little earlier than the crack of dawn, a little after the sun, just before the roosters.
Syd LOVES her new bike. She's crashed a few times around corners...she gets back up and climbs back on.














AND I thought she was going to go straight from a binky to a ten speed. cha !
Who knows how many set backs we will have. Hopefully none. Time will tell.
THUS FAR she has not taken one of her brothers binkys.

Feelings of anxiety keep rushing over me. I don't know if I'm FORCING her to do this....if I shouldn't have even worried about it. If she's going to have issues later in life comforting herself :) ok...that's going to the extreme. Either way...I don't know if forcing her to grow up is harder on me or her.

Just because I like to get my hands dirty sometimes.

Who's that......who's there......what are you talking about ????

These are just funny. I ESPECIALLY like the damned to hell one.

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	High
Schizoid:	Low
Schizotypal:	Low
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Moderate
Histrionic:	Moderate
Narcissistic:	Moderate
Avoidant:	Low
Dependent:	Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Moderate
-- Personality Disorder Test -- -- Personality Disorder Information --

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test


APPARENTLY I'm the 7th level of Hell. 7 out of 9 aint bad :) I knew I would make it in to the deepest pits of hell with my sexuality. BLASTED GAYNESS !


Seventh Level of Hell

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Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.

Who writes this shit. YET I am the freaking weirdo going to hell....Minotaur snarls with fury, and boiling blood....thanks.I'll be weird and in hell.

School days, School days Dear old golden rule days...

Today was the first day of preschool for my little girl at her new preschool.
What does this mean. 2 days a week for 2 hours. aaaaaaaaaahhhhh.
Almost a Calgon moment.

The breakfast of champions.
Eggs, french toast, sausage.


























I had another dream about yet ANOTHER foreign woman. This time my wife and I were trying to get somewhere in a foreign country (maybe we were members of the amazing race)
We were someplace resembling Venice and there was a woman who was supposed to be telling us the directions but refused. It was URGENT that we get where we were supposed to be going. Life or death. J told me to go schmooze her up, because I was good at that.
I went up to her only seconds after her denying us and told her she was beautiful. That she had the most beautiful, full lips...like Angel.ina J.olie. AND THEN...I laid one on her. Yip, wife on the look out within arms distance and I'm mackin' on some woman with big ol lips. It was a nice kiss and I remember she pulled away in disgust. I apparently didn't like that ending so I replayed it and had her react differently the 2nd time.

Have you ever done that ? Rewound a dream ?

ANY HOO...she gave us directions. J wasn't mad at all.
What does this mean ? That my wife thinks that I am the queen manipulator ? (must be said with a french accent.....for no other reason but that everything sounds better with a french accent)
And what is this always having dreams of other women on foreign territory ?

Oh well. As Cinderella says. "A dream is a wish your heart makes...when you're fast asleep"
Honey. when you read this. what I mean is. My heart wishes that you would tell me to make out with women ONLY resembling Ange.lina J.olie.
It's all good !

WhY dO BiRDs.....

Syd was singing in her brothers room so I grabbed the camera. :)
She is having a hard time focusing with the camera on her and her brothers playing right by me so she doesn't get all of the words and both of the chorus's in.
But I promised next time I was able to catch her singing "her" song, I would post it.
I think I also figured out how to download it without making it blurry. Let me know if it looks clear to you.

GoT MilK ?

.....a levi Jacket and some moves !