Back Story. I went out last night, Hubster and I have a long standing joke where who ever is staying home is watching porn the whole time the other one is out.
Me: did you enjoy your porn?
Him: No, I didnt get to go to the peeler bar – had the kids.
Me: There is a cucumber in the fridge, you coulda peeled that.
Him: Nah, Naked vegitables just don’t do it for me.
∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 09.30.2006
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Oh wow, Its been an interesting day. And by interesting I mean stressful. Lets start with the new laundry soap I am trying. Tide vanilla lavender. Do not buy this CRAP. You know that smell when clothes have been left too long in the washer? The icky smell. THATS what the new Tide makes the clothes smell like. I spent hours sniffing ALL the clothes in the house to figure out which ones needed to be re-washed. Wheeeee. Laundry. Fun.
After laundry, the day was awesome, Rainbow man got 14/15 on his spelling test, plus seven bonus words right. (out of seven), the toddlers were cute and I was looking forward to Baby Tubby coming for the night. Then I found this under the living room couch :
Blue boy has been hiding his food there. I have no idea for how long, because this is only a portion of what I cleaned out. The first time he “hid” food was cute. He told me his plate was in the sink and he was done, and I think he honestly did not think I would see it on the floor under the table. I punished him for lying and told him when he is full, he should just tell me! Inside I was amused because I remember countless “bathroom” trips where I snuck off and spit mouthfull after mouthful of food in the toilet. I can remember stuffing wads of meat and pea’s in the crease of my chair. Hell sometimes I go to the MIL’s and I am still tempted to do that. But this has to stop. We are going to get bugs or start stinking or something. Grooooosssssssss
On to a lighter note. Baby tubby did come to stay the night, and this was taken during bathtime. Ignore the baby bum. Bums this chubby only belong on a baby, and only then are they cute.
Now here are the bathroom painting pics I promised. As for painting with cats, Shadow decided to play in paint. It wasnt very messy, one paw and a nose. He was pretty ticked off about the bath. I have no pictures of this, I figured I should bathe him before he ate it, and I stand by my decision.
Before:
After:
That orange tub in the tub? Thats what Stuperman filled with Pee water and swam in.
Boy that was fun.
Here is Picture Proof that Baby Tubby’s Abduckted Ducky is back in her arms.
And just for the Hell of it, here is Stuperman Blue Boy and H playing with Play-doh
Im going to go upstairs and watch a scary movie with the hubster now. I like scary movies because they are a great excuse to cuddle and *stuff*. Im pretty tired, so this isn’t the best written post I will ever do, but its here and you obviously read it, so Lets Deal With It, shall we?
Y’all have a great weekend.
∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 09.29.2006
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1. I slept throught BFF Kiss’s visit to my house. She drove all the way out and I slept thru it
2. I also slept thru Stuperman finding a cup, the toilet and a toy box. Slept thru him swimming in his new “pool” too. No the toilets had not been flushed prior to him finding them. Thank you for asking. Yes he did get a bath immedialty. No I havent scrubbed out the toy box yet, its still sitting in the bath tub waiting for me. I will do it tonight. Then I will take photos of the bathroom.
3. In my effort to overtake Lorrain on Mr. Fabs list of who loves him most I monopolised his comment section and wasted valuable space Michele could have been using. Don’t understand this? Go check out Fabs blog.
4. Arent those three things enough?
My fabulous sister, whom I have been estranged from for about three months… long story… seems to have given my phone number out as a contact number. I understand givig it to hospital people. I understand why her one friend calls it when she is in town (mine is always the same and Sis has a different one everytime you turn around), but TELEMARKETERS? Who the hell gives out a nimber to be reached at later to a telemarketer? I checked my phone . Eight calls for my sister in the last three days. Eight. And every single one is a telemarketer. I have had Visa, The blood Bank, some community survey place, all sorts of weird freaks wanting to talk to my sister.
So I called her up. I thought she had no phone. I guess I got that idea from the fact that when my two year old son was peeing blood and I was freaking out she didn’t bother to call and say OHMIGOD whats wrong with my nephew, but I could be wrong, anyways I called her and asked her if she could give me a list of the people she gave the number too, so I could call them and tell them not to call me. But she hung up on me. One minute I was talking then next minute Click.
Hey cool its actually Thursday and I have a semi sorta FOAD post… YESsss
Ok, I am not heading up to scrub the toy box and tub, do the dishes and have a nice hot bath. Then I will head to Fabs place to make sure Lorrain hasn’t commented again…
Also, new studies find tarantulas make silk with their feet. Interesting fact everyone should know.
∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 09.28.2006
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So I have No right to say this. None at all. But its my blog and as rude and improper as the following is, I will do it anyway. Oh and YES I know I am being COMPLETELY irrational.
ok then
My brother and his bride to be and their adorable baby May be moving to the same town as my father. May. Might. Not for certain. Just talking about it. But the point is. The Same Town As My Dad. So dad will see the Tubster more then my boys. And I’m jealous. Good, now that that’s out in the open. Here is why this is a complete bullshit irrational post. Yea. I live three houses from my In-laws who see my kids every day. So uh, basically im complaining about what my dad is already going through. Im a bitch. Now I think that if Bro and Sponge bob want to move to DL, that’s perfect for them. Bro works two weeks away and one week home, and Sponge bob will really really benefit from having adults to talk to, a small town where she can walk everywhere she needs to go, and tubster will benefit from having grandpa close too. Just don’t tell me too many stories about how cute she was doing this or that at your hose, mkay dad? I might be irrational with this, but its how I feel. Oh, Bro? Sponge Bob? I am NOT going to be mad if you decide to move. Im not going to get all bitchy to you, I am NOT going to suddenly lose the Tubster craving I get for your daughter. If moving to DL is what you think is right for you DO IT. ( personally, with a wedding coming up and 395 verses 700 rent? if it was me, Id do it too)
Who thinks my family will have me committed now?
Who noticed today was wednesday? ME ME ME ME. Wednesday means cofffeeeeee, and once more, for some reason, RoxDar is operating under the misinformation that her family is more important then me. ME!
Some people are just like that. Its annoying. wonder if she will realise this is a joke before or after reading this line? Wonder if she is laughing right now?
HA
I had a great freaking time, of course, tonight, Im sitting on top of the world, OH! and do I ever need to take some pictures to show you what My MIL did to my bathroom. Honest I will take them tommorrow and post them. Its awesome. Who even remembered I wnted to re do my bathroom? Beuller? Beuller?
oh shut up.
mkaythanxigotnuthin Buhbye!
∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 09.27.2006
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1. Blue Boy - Even at four you should know that if the roll is empty, either get up and get a new one, you helped me put them away, or call me, I will happily get it. I know you are out there on you’re little bike happily smooshing poo into your underwear. The toilet was full, but no paper in sight! Sigh
2. MIL - When I wake up at 5 am for no apparent reason, and end up cleaning the house.. spotlessly ~ Including washing floors and cupboards and taking an old tooth brush to the window sills. Don’t Fucking complain that when I swept the freaking garage, which is OUTSIDE MY HOUSE, I left a pile of dirt by the garage door. If you feel you Must complain, first complement me on a very clean kitchen floor, or the fact that the light fixtures were washed, then complain. It takes the sting out. Oh and don’t suggest that it must be “her time” to you’re husband when I respond with a snappy comeback. Also. My sex life with your son is none of your business, hickeys do not give people cancer, you do NOT need to have a “talk” with him about it. Do I ask about your sex life? Didn’t think so.
3. Rainbow Man - Spelling IS important. I am not being mean when I realise you left your spelling words at school on purpose and pick 20 , not 15, but 20 random words for you to spell. Yes I realise the teacher only gives you 15. You should have brought your work home. Oh, and as for how I know you did it on purpose? I can hear you talking in your room from my room quite clearly. This is perhaps soemhting you should remember when you get a girlfriend.
4. Kiss(BFF) – You need to seriously consider working two days and taking five days off, instead of five on, two off as you do now. Each week, Wednesday seems further and further away. This is a very valid point and I already know you will counter with “But I like the paycheck”. Thats fine, I have a solution. Win the freaking lottery.
5. Husband type person who sleeps in my bed - Either get a second job and buy me my laptop now, or let me have some computer time in the evening. I cannot leave the babies upstairs unsupervised for more then five minutes at a time. This is not enough time to blog. I know I am addicted, But it’s somethingI enjoy. We need to work something out. I refuse to wait till midnight, when you go to bed, to blog.
6. People who built my house - Im super happy you got a great deal on the DISCONTINUED line of toilets. I am not so happy, however, that My FIL had to go to over 20 different stores to find a part for said discontinued toilet. Use half a brain. If a toilet is no longer being manufactured, neither are its guts. Should this part not work, and I have to install a whole new toilet just so I can flush, I will be forced to start slinging shit in all directions.
7. Blogroll Maker People- You lured me in with your fast talking pitch. You had me dependent on the little *~* that showed up. I knew whenever my favorite bloggers updated. And besides that I had a comprehensive list of who to read and more importantly, where. Then you went down. Now of all times. When I finally have the time to sit and Stalk read up on what everyone has been doing. Why? Why would you choose today? Just three days since I cleaned up my computes bookmarked pages. Why would you leave me sitting here with no back up? You had better return my list to me, unharmed, or there will be HELL to pay!
EDIT : OK blogroll, I forgive you. Don’t let it happen again!
EDIT2: FUCK YOU. Give it back. Dont freaking tease me with it until I close the window “just to make sure” and then hocus pocus it away again. GIVE ME BACK MY LINKS
*Coming Soon* How to paint with cats… a heart warming story of a cat, a gallon of paint and lots of cat shapoo.
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