Old School...

The boys got a lesson on Old School Rap this afternoon.  While in the office after school, I started singing "I Missed the Bus".  I thought SURELY, someone remembers this song.  But alas, no one remembered it.  Then we we got home, I heard Joey singing, "I missed the bus, I missed the bus" but I realized they had never heard the actual song.  So I played it for them.  Now everyone is singing, "I missed the buss".  It's pretty amazing.  And my favorite part was while the video was playing, Joey says:  "Miss Nina, did they really miss the bus?"  I love these kids.

First Week of School...

Well ladies and gents, we survived the first week of school.  The boys really like their teachers and I really love where I work.  So, I shall celebrate with my best friend and the boys got subway.  And no one lost their life.  Here's to not killing anyone!!

Those. Little. B@stards.

I'm at work doing interesting office things.  And I go to grab a paper clip.  THIS is what I find...

They're all grounded.

Quote of the Day...

Nothing really new to report.  But I will share with you all the quote of the day.  Credit goes to Justin...

Joey:  Ms. Nina, may I sit in the front? *talking about the truck*

Me:  Let me survey the situation first.

Justin:  *pointing to his stomach*  You mean THIS situation?

LMAO!  He sure has a great sense of comedic timing.

Morning Drop Off...

Was it necessary to blare "Baby Got Back" while dropping Justin and Jeremy off at the Junior High this morning?  Probably not.  However comma it WAS completely necessary to shout all the words while blaring it.  Just sayin.

Someone Turned 9 Today!

So today is Joey's 9th Birthday.  As many of you know, my family does not celebrate birthdays.  But I think I was able to balance my families beliefs and Joey's beliefs very nicely.  He got to skype with his dad and open his presents that he and his nana and grandpa sent, while Christian watched. 

Joey talking with Christian

Joey talking with Kathy and Dan

Then he got to do the same with his mom and Dan.  It was really cool.  I really do think that Skype is the coolest thing on the whole damn planet.  I really don't know what all these Military Families would do without it. 

All in all, a good day.  Some funny stuff always goes down.  I think the quote of the day goes to Eric (and sorry to those of you who already read this on Facebook):

Got out of the car this morning and Eric grabs my hand.
Me: I love that you still want to hold my hand.
Eric: it's just so I don't get run over.
Joey: dude. There's no cars.
Eric: you never know.
*then Eric drops my hand when we get to the side walk*
Me: sadface
Eric: *grabs my hand again* OK! But only until we get inside the school.
Lol!

OH!  Two quotes of the Day thanks to Justin:

Justin:  Hey Dad.  Eric invited Ms. Melanie for dinner. But don't worry, it was a mom-approved message.

 

 

First Day of School Follies...

 

 

 

Crazy Kiddos!

So the first day of school was today.  I think it went well for the boys.  I have attached photos and stories that the boys brought home...

Joey's Story:

I had fun in my class, fun in recess and fun in everything.  Mrs. Terry was good. 
(LOL)

Justin's Story:

It was AWESOME.  I had a great time.  My favorite class is going to be Pre-AP Science.  I LOVED it.  My teacher had us pick an animal that we can identify with.  I chose a rabid squirrel, because I'm crazy and like to eat nuts.

Me:  Huh huh you said you like to eat nuts. Huh huh!

Justin:  That's not what I meant!  I meant I like to eat squirrel nuts.

Me:  Huh huh, you like to eat squirrel nuts huh huh!

Justin:  Yeah, you got me on this.  Good.

 Jeremy's Story:

(He went through every class and I started losing track, because this kid can talk LOL but here's what I took away)
So, I think I'm going to like all my classes.  I made four friends today, and I think I'm going to like it there!  All my teachers seem pretty cool, but I'm worried about my History teacher; she seems like she might not take any of my crap.  (LOL)

Eric's Story:

So mom, I walk in, and pick someone and say, "Hey, do you like Lego Ninjago?"  And he said, "YES!"  So then we decided that we should be friends.  And you know what else?  Coy's in my class, and he's only one of my best buds.  This is going to be AWESOME. 






Favorite Quote of the day:

Me:  Hey Jeremy, I have brown paper bags if you want to use those instead of a bag.

Jeremy:  Yeah, I'll take a sack.

Justin:  Huh huh huh Sack. 

T.V.

I haven't watched TV in forever.  It's not really that important.  I'm one of those that I love to read, so TV is not really that big of a deal.  But sometimes, I like to watch HGTV, or something girly.  Well, apparently, that's never going to happen again.  EVER.

My best friend

I got home from the school this afternoon to watch Thor.  Which, yes, I like it.  But now I get to watch Captain America.  Which I'm sure I'll enjoy.  But then we're watching Iron Man.  Which, I also enjoy.  BUT, and this is a BIG BUT (huh huh big butt huh huh), I'm tired of watching Super heroes.

I want decorating.  And I want Julia Roberts.  And I'm never going to see them ever again.  At least I got Eric to make me some popcorn.  And I have my best friend sitting next to me. *picture shown*

I guess I'll just sit here and play on Pinterest.

UPDATE:  Bruce just stole my popcorn.  He is now dead to me.

UPDATE 2: Bruce just took my wine.  I think it's time to start divorce proceedings. 

The IHOP Experience

Justin and Jeremy

Eric and Joey with an AMAZING server

Bruce and I decided to surprise the boys with IHOP today.  It was quite the experience.  I don't think I've ever seen so much food on one table.  And what impressed me the most was our waitress.  She was amazing.  She memorized every item the boys threw at her; and brought every item correct the first time. 

After IHOP, was a trip to Target.  Have you ever taken four boys to Target?  It actually wasn't that bad.  Maybe it was the treat of beatings in the car before entering the store, but all in all, a good trip.

Favorite part of the day...
Skipping through Target singing "Call Me Maybe" while the boys hold their ears ad attempt to walk through Target with their eyes closed.  I love embarrassing them.  It's the highlight of my day.

Pool Time

Joey

 

Justin and Eric

Just some pictures from today's swimming experience.

Favorite Quote of the evening...

Justin: *climbing on the rope*

Bruce:  Son, be careful.  I'd hate to have to scrape you off the bottom of the pool.

Justin

Justin:  I won't jump from this high.  Last time I did I really hurt my nuts.

Jeremy

Towels...

Yes.  I'm about to blog about towels.  Mother *editing* towels.  I have about 15 towels in my spare/kids bathroom.  And all of them are GONE.  They just disa-*editing*-peared.  I have no idea where these towels are, but I'm about to ago ape sh*t if they aren't found.

Bee Tee Dubs... I know where they are, but why I was all of them on Monday, and they're all gone by Friday is beyond me.  SO, guess what the boys are doing RIGHT NOW as I type this?  Hunting and gathering towels.  Then they are placing them in the washing machine.

Bruce:  Well, what do we do about swim towels now?

Me:  They can air dry.

I'm Done.

I Got the Day Off...

Since I have worked late the last couple of nights, it's been really quiet for me.  BUT BRUCE on the other hand got to experience some boy time tonight.

All I know is, I call home and hear...

Bruce:  These boys have no consideration for other people's feelings!  They have incurred the wrath of Bruce!  And will suffer the consequences!! 

Me:  Well, babe I think you need to calm your bears.

Bruce:  HELL. NO.  They will learn not to *edit* with me.  That's the last *editing* straw.  I can't even take a *editing* nap.  *EDIT*!

Me:  OK babe.  I love you!

Bruce:  I LOVE YOU TOO.  (yes shouty capitals)

And then later...

Bruce:  I've calmed down now.

Me:  I'm glad.  You know they've been cooped up the last few days while we work.  They probably need to get out.

Bruce:  Yeah, that's what I think too.  So tomorrow, I'm gonna wear their @$$es out.


I love my husband.  He makes me giggle.

Meet the Teacher

Joey and Mrs. Terry

So, tonight was Meet the Teacher Night for Joey and Eric.  They have AMAZING teachers.  I'm so excited for them. 

School Supply Cake

As some of you know, I am the ultimate kiss ass.  So of course I made Eric's teacher a little I'm-sorry-in-advance gift.  I.AM. AWESOME.  Look at that craftsmanship.


My favorite part of the evening was when we were walking around the school and Joey saw a parent.  His exact words were:

Joey:  Hey Nina, that guy bore a striking resemblance to an older version of Pedro from Napoleon Dynamite.

Eric:  Oh my GAWD.  He does!  AWESOME!

I. Just. Died.  It was amazing.  I love these kids... most of the time.  ;D

UPDATE:  Taking this in to the school.  People stop and say  "OOO" and "AWE".  I tell them it's my suck up gift.  Eric then proceeds to say.. "Yeah, she's gonna need it. Hahahaha!"

That.  Little. Shiitake Mushroom.

Slap Happy Disappointments

So today was a long day.  Not a bad day, just a long day.  And I'm so punch drunk and slap happy from lack of sleep and work, that God forbid anyone trip in front of me right now, because I would totally bust out laughing.  But ANYWAY!  I had plans on getting home and taking the boys to Subway.  Well, I just got home like five minutes ago.  And needless to say, that's not happening.  Bruce got home before me and told them to just junk out.  Do what you want.  (wow.)

I walk in from work, sure that I was going to get a WTF from all the boys.  But the first thing that happens is, Justin grabs me and says,  "Mom, I'm sorry you had a long day."  And he just hugged me.  I about started crying.  I really do have human beings for children.  And they're really sweet ones!  And then he made a fart sound and broke that happy moment.  (yeah I totally laughed out loud too)

The moral of this story is, no one was upset and no one made a big deal.  They all were agreeable and understanding.  Which is the complete opposite reaction I was ready to walk into.  So, to all you mothers, and mothers mothers, they aren't always like this, but when they are, those moments are so sweet.  Cherish them.

I So Love...

... that Jeremy calls Joey Josephine.  It really tickles me pink.  Now, poor Joe is called Josephine by everyone in the house.  I should really feel bad, but I don't...LOL. 

Also, all the boys are into saying, "That's what she said".  So after everything I get to hear the phrase I once coined as "my catch phrase".  I guess this is my karma. 

Sunday Funday

Today started out pretty normal for Sunday.  Me being all lazy and junk.  Bruce had to work, so I really procrastinated.  But I eventually awoke and readied for the busy day.  Shopping.  Haircuts.  Cleaning.  All sorts of fun stuff. 

So, what I did instead?  Woke the boys of to the tunings of Carley Rea Jepsen.  Yes ladies ad gents.  I blared "Call Me Maybe" on my surround sound.  It. Was. Amazeballs.  They all woke up screaming and running around.  They even ran out side in order to seek asylum.  Then I moved o to the musical stylings of Justin Beeber and Jessie McCartney.  It was pretty amazing.  I now know what I have to do to clear the house of boys.  Play nothing but "girly" music. 

We then moved on to dancing to other music and getting nothing done.  But it was a BLAST.  We danced around the house and the boys had fun, I think.  They really got into "I'm On a Boat" (edited version).  I'm talking on the couches and everything.  Normally, I would be all "GET OFF THE FRENCHING COUCH!!!"  But I couldn't help but laugh.  They were too funny.  I will be getting this on video.  Soon.  So stay tuned for video proof of this.

Other than that, I eventually got the kitchen cleaned and laundry done.  The only thing left to do is mop.  My arch nemesis. I  HATE mopping.  I would rather cut off two of Bruce's favorite things about me instead of mopping.  I LOATH IT.  Yes, I could get one of the childrens to do it.  But I'm so OCD about it, that I would end up redoing it anyway.  But oh well. 

So, this week will be interesting.  We are going to try and get everyone o schedule for school.  I should get some great stories out of this adventure.  Until next time... Good time and good luck.

This evening...

In honor of cooking dinner at 8:30 in the evening.  And Justin losing his LAST baby tooth, I decided that I will have two glasses of wine.  No more.  No less.  (I am not mentioning how much this glass holds in order to keep the judgment to a minimum.)

Half-Bottle Glass

Dinner really was good though.  And I'm still not used to the fact that I never have left overs anymore.  Eric also asked me to inform "the world on your blog" that I made his favorite kind of chicken tonight.  He calls it "Italian Chicken".  I don't know why he calls it Italian Chicken.  There is nothing Italian about it.  In fact, it only has three spices in it.  But you guys know better than to assume I would put any recipe on here, knowing full well what a recipe hog I am.

Well universe, good night.  And may you all have a pleasant Saturday night.  I know mine will include trying to scrub the smell of SH*T out of my couch. 

What. Is. That. Smell?!

This was a story I meant to post yesterday.  But time got away from me, and I felt it more important to get some much needed girly firend time with Kim.

I come home from work.  And I walk in the house.  Then it hits me.  SMELL.  W.T.F. is that smell???  I express these stetiments verbally?

Me:  What is that smell???

Collective:  What smell?

Me:  You don't smell that???

Jeremy:  Smells fine in here to me.

Justin:  No idea what you're talking about mom.

Me:  *walking around the house sniffing* (Trash can is fine.  My bathroom is fine.  Believe it or not the boys bathroom is ... ok)  Where is this smell coming from???

Justin:  Probably the couch.  We had a farting contest earlier.

Me: (I'm going to vomit) I'm going to Kim's.  Call me if you need me.

My house is going to smell permanently of feet and ass by the end of all of this.  I can feel it.

18,000...

...Is the number of cups that are sitting on my dining room table when I come home from work today.  It seems as if every time they get something to drink, they get a new cup.  This needs to be remedied.  Seriously. 

Guess what Jeremy and Justin's chores are now... Dishes.  Done.

DPS

SO!  This morning I'm on my way to the hospital for some testing (nothing serious, just lab work).  And along I'm driving down the back roads, and thinking to myself, "MAN!  I love this car.  There is no way I'm trading it for something bigger.  Look how awesome it takes this curve at 70.  GEESH! I'm in love."  When what do I see when I come over the hill?  MoFo Popo.  DAMMIT! When I pull over, I see him get out and instantly think, "He's young, and cute.  I got this, no problem.  Ticket talked out of being issued NO PROBLEM."  Here's how it all went down:

Officer:  Good morning ma'am.

Me: Good morning Sir.  How are you this morning? *whilst batting my eyelashes*  (Bruce I love and I was just flirting to get out of this ticket, I swear!!!)

Officer:  I'm fantastic thank you for asking.  Ma'am, do you know while I pulled over?

Me:  Yes sir, I was going just a little fast *gesturing a teeny bit with my fingers*

Officer:  Yes ma'am, 71 in a 55.

Me:  Well that's what I get for rushing to the hospital.

Officer:  Ma'am, is this an emergency?

Me: (No at this point, I know I don't need to lie.  Karma is a bitch.) *sucking in air through my teeth and then closing my  eyes and looking down*  No Sir, it's not.  (dammit)

Officer:  Well then ma'am, I'm going to need to see your license and proof of insurance. (DAMMIT!  It's not a current card!!!)

Me:  Well Sir, this card is expired, but my insurance is current, I swear!  *as I lean in exposing my cleavage*  (isn't working)

Officer:  It's ok, I can look it up for you. *He winks* (WTF!)

SO it's at this point that I realize that I am indeed getting a ticket.  And then I see why.  He's on a ride along.  There's no way I'm not getting out of this ticket.  So now I'm sure you're thinking,  "OH get over it Nina!  You did the crime... blah blah blah."  But here's where it gets bad.  I get a phone call from Bruce while I'm pulled over, and here's how that goes:

Bruce:  Hey babe, whatcha doin?

Me:  Oh nothing.  Just driving to the hospital.

Bruce:  You wouldn't happen to be pulled over by a State Trooper would you?

Me:  I may or may not be having a conversation with Officer Worley.

Bruce:  Yeah, look behind you.  (DAMMIT!!!!)

Me:  *watching Bruce pass me* Yeah, I was speeding. 

Bruce:  Nina, how many times have I told you that you never go over 60 on 775???

Me:  (blah blah blah)  I know!  I gotta go.

Yeah, busted.  Twice.  In five minutes.  OH well.  I'm over it.  And at least I 5 different compliments on my BAD A$$ watch while at the hospital.

And I swear to GOD!  If I hear one more complaint about food/boredom/fighting when I get home, I will get medieval.   

Tonight...

Was very uneventful. I made an Amazeballs dinner.

Eric hates everything I make (unless it's a potato). So he's been sitting at the table for almost an hour. I'm not playing reindeer games with this kid. So he'll sit there until he eats. And if he doesn't eat it tonight, looks like he will be eating baked spaghetti for breakfast.

I'm done for the night. This chick is tired.

Peace. Out.

Swimming

Took the boys swimming over the weekend. Fairly little drama. But they all had a good time which is all that matters.

This post isn't one about comedy. Just a little fun. :D

I'm bored...

We here the words "I'm bored!" all the time.  But today was not the day to say those words to me.

I get home from work.  Say my hellos, change into comfy clothes and prepare to make dinner.  When what do I hear?  "I'm bored".  I have no idea which child said these infamous words.  But they ALL got something to do.

I walked into Eric and Joey's room.  Looked around.  And said to myself, "Let the games begin".

Me:  Since someone is bored, here's what going to happen. *I pick up all the baskets of toys and dump them all on the floor*

Me:  All legos on in this one.  All bionicle pieces go in this one.  All cars go in this one.  All super heroes go in this one.  And everything else goes in this one.  And if I find one lego in the bionicle basket or the other way around, I will dump them all out and you all will start over.  Will that suffice for something to do?

Collective:  Yes ma'am.

The Evil One Reigns Supreme!

OMG...

The following just happened...

Justin:  I like Turtles.  (mocking the little boy from the video)

Eric:  I like butts... The conjunction version... And I cannot lie.

Collective:  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Bruce:  That's blog worthy right there.

Me:  Done. 


Then...

Joey and Eric are running in circles around the living.

Joey:  Dude this is a great workout.  *stopping to take a breath*

Eric:  High five to the back!

Joey:  AHHHH!!!!  *running and chasing Eric again*

Then they stop and flop on the couch.

Eric:  We should high five to the back more often.

Truth.

HDF...

I have a new protection team.  They are called House Defense Force (HDF).  And yes, they are as loud as they look.

From Left to Right: Tommy Gun Guy, Light Saber Guy,  Rifle Guy, and Gatling Gun Guy.

Nervous w/update

I just wanted to share with the universe this morning that I'm a little nervous today.  Bruce has today off.  This means that this will the first time Bruce is alone with the boys.  Why am I nervous, you ask?  Well, I am nervous about the state in which I will find the house when I get home.  I'm. Just. Sayin.

UPDATE: One Word... Bad.

Burgers, Fries and "Manning Up"

Tonight we had Melanie and Sammy over for dinner.  Bruce finally got his long awaited burgers (Kim you would be very proud).  And I made my DELISH fries (and for those who have never experienced the awesomeness that is my fries, I'm feel really bad for you).  The food part went well of course.  I mean what boy doesn't love a burger and fries.  (Bee Tee Dubs, Eric is on his forth serving of fries; you guys really don't know what you're missing)

The part I would like to share for all of you is the part where Jeremy and Joey met Sammy for the first time.

Me:  Boys this is Sammy.

Jeremy and Joey:  Hey little Sammy!  (  Yeah, they did that in a very high pitched voice;  you can't help it when it comes to this baby)

Me: * I'm holding Sammy and Justin comes to sit next to me*

Justin:  Hey Sammy, how's it going?  How's my little boy doing?  (all high pitched, like I said you can't help it)

Sammy:  *laughing and then starts his little pout (which is the cutest thing you've ever seen)*

Justin:  Awe Sammy, are you upset?  You know what you need to do?  You need to Man up, yes you do.  Man up little guy. (high pitched again)

Jeremy:  You mean like when Joey stepped on your foot and you cried like a little girl?

Justin:  Shut. The. Front. Door, Jeremy. (all of a sudden his voice has taken on a deep vibrato)

Me:  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!

The only thing I can say to this is.... Uh-May-Zing.

Today...

Just so everyone knows... Today is talk mideval day in my house.  They all seem to be adding -ith to the end of everything.

So, I hope allith youith haveith a greatith dayith.

PS
Eric just said... That's what she saidith.

Poop Talk...

I have noticed that the amount of Poop talk has tripled as well as the volume.  Here's a questions for the universe...

What is it about poop that makes boys bring it up in every topic of conversation???

SERIOUSLY.  Every conversation now includes poop.  Even if it's just to say "Awe Poop".  OH!  And explosions.  Explosions seem to make their way in too.  I'm now waiting on Poop explosions to happen.  

Room Drama...

I had to be the mega-bitch this morning.  I had to lay down the law with regards to rooms this morning.  I hate being the bad guy.  It sucks.  But it had to be done.  The basic premise for this is, Justin had Jeremy and Joey in his room and wanted privacy, but they didn't want to leave because they were watching TV.  So he went to Eric and Joey's room after asking Joey if he could chill on his side of the room.  Of course Eric was all "GET OUT!"  Well then I have to get involved. 

Me:  EVERYONE ON THE COUCH!  NOW!

Needless to say, there was a bunch of back and forth about respecting each others privacy, blah blah blah...

I hated being lectured as a kid.  And all I can think whilst lecturing is, "Man!  I sound like a bitch!  I bet they're thinking, MAN!  She's a bitch!"  Poor Justin was crying, Eric and Joey were big-eyed-scared-little-deers-in-head-lights, and Jeremy was pointing out more problems that needed to be solved.  LOL.  Ugh.  At this point I'm just rambling, but it boils down to this... I hate being a mega bitch.  But for now... The evil one reigns supreme!

Morning Time...

...Is now my favorite time.  It used to be evening after I put my kids to bed.  But as we all know, as children get older, the later they stay up.  So, this morning, this girl got to sleep in until 9am (which is sleeping in for me), and I had a hour and a half of uninterrupted quiet.  It. Was. AMAZEBALLS. And I didn't spend it doing stuff I needed to do, like laundry and mopping (the chore I abhor the most in life);  NO.  I spent the morning reading, in silence, with a nice cup of coffee.  

Pretty much how it went. 

I now owe "Morning Time"  a HUGE apology.  In my youth, I always cussed it under my breath.  I know say to "Morning Time"... I love you.  And I will never denounce you ever again. 

Adjustment

So, a HUGE adjustment for me is the volume in the house.  It has tripled.  And I don't know quite how to handle it.  It's. So. Loud.

So, Justin feels the need to walk into the bathroom while Joey is in there.  And when he walks in there, he screams.   Here is how it all goes down...

Justin:  AHHH!!!  Joey's sitting on the toilet!  Withe no pants on!!!  *all of this at the top of his lungs*

Jeremy:  Dude, he's taking a dump. Leave him alone!  *all of this at the top of his lungs*

Joey:  GET OUT!!!

Me:  Justin, come here please.  *very calmly*

Justin:  Yes ma'am?  *trembling because of how calm I am*

Me:  I'm about to punch you in the face, but I'm not going to.  #1.  Please, please, please stop screaming.  #2.  I said number 2.  #3.  If you walk into the bathroom while someone else is in there again, you won't wake up until the next day.  Understand? 

Justin:  Yes ma'am.

Me:  EVERYONE GET IN HERE!

Collective:  Yes ma'am?

Me:  Everyone needs to calm their bears.  No more man hunt.  Everyone sit on the couch.  You may watch TV for a while.

Collective:  *there's fighting over what to watch; There's mention of Hell Boy (oh hell no)*

Me:  Give ME the remote.  *scans channels*  There, you're all watching "How It's Made".  Done.

*it isnow quiet in my house*  

Man Hunt

Here I sit.  At my dining room table.  Watching four boys play man hunt.  It's loud.  It's obnoxious.  And I LOVE that they are having fun.  Yeah.  They may be making hiding spots out of my couch and curtains.  And they may pull down the curtain rods or punch a hole in the bottom of my couch.  But they aren't bugging me.  SO I'm cool with it!  I also may be drinking wine already. 

Dear Eric...

Whiskey... Tango... Foxtrot...

So, I'm sure you guys will feel me when I tell the following story...

I come home after a long day at work.  And all I want to do is eat my feelings.  I'm thinking, Oh. Em. Gee.  There is a huge bag of Doritos in the pantry.  Done.  So I walk into the kitchen, look in the pantry, and say to the boys...

Me:  Hey!  Where are the Doritos?

Collective:  We at them all today.

Me:  WTF!  It was a Sam's bag full of Doritos???

Justin:  Well, Woody and Wyatt ate some too!!

Jeremy:  At least they were really good.

Me:  You're all grounded.

Newcomers' Fair

So, Eric and Joey went with me to the Newcomers' Fair for school.

Eric even got to model what ISN'T appropriate for school dress code.

Yes.  Eric's shirt says "Grab a straw cause you suck".

Good Morning Drama

Jeremy:  I feel like I'm going to vomit.

Bruce:  Then get in the bathroom.

Jeremy:  I'm not going to, I just FEEL like I'm going to.

Nina:  Just go if you need to.  GEESH!


20 minutes later...


Jeremy: I think your roast last night made me sick.

Nina: Did you vomit? 

Jeremy:  No.

Nina:  Well good.  I'm glad you're not sick. But if it was the roast, you would have been sick last night. 

Jeremy: *pours a HUGE overflowing bowl of frosted mini wheats and proceeds to eat said bowl*

Nina:  I'm glad to see you're feeling better.

Jeremy:  Oh, I'm not feeling better. 

Nina:  *under my breath* whatever.

Justin:  Hey Jeremy, I think the roast made me sick too.  My stomach isn't feeling well either.  (Bee tee dubs... my food is GOOD!)

Nina:  Justin, eat breakfast and go take a shit and you'll feel better.

Justin:  Yes ma'am.


Two Hours Later...

Justin:  *calls*  Mom you were right.  I needed to take a wicked dump. 

Nina:  Thank you for the insight. *ao;eifdnarctnjar;fmarmf;lekfj* (me vomiting)

Just sayin...

Lunch Time Sneak Attack

At lunch today, I creeped home to check on the kiddos.  I walk in and hear nothing but screaming.  Of course I'm thinking... WTF.  But I loudly say... HEY GUYS!   What happens next made me laugh all the way to the doctor...

All of them turn around with an "Oh. Shit." look and  (get this)  all of them start cleaning.  It's almost like they're thinking, "If we start cleaning, maybe she'll forget we were acting out of control."  It was AMAZEBALLS.

Bee Tee Dubs... I have a feeling Jeremy and I are going to come to blows over my recipes.  He wants to know what's in EVERYTHING! 

Jeremy:  Mrs. Nina, two questions, 1.  What's in your pot roast?  And 2. What's in your broth for your pot roast?

Me:  1.  Meat, potatoes, carrots, celery and onion.  2.  I never give out a recipe.

Jeremy:  What if there's something in it I don't like?  Or what if I LOVE it and I want to recreate it? 

Me:  I don't even give recipes to your mom; not even to my own husband. 

Jeremy:  What if my mom gave you one of her top secret recipes?

Me:  Oh well.

I love this kid.  I love that he wants to learn to cook.  And cook he shall.  It will just take me some time to relinquish control.   And by time I mean 10 months.  ;)

I have a feeling this may happen.  SOON.

FINE!

Talking to Justin and Joey...

Me:  Hey guys, I'm going to put a roast in the crock pot for tomorrow since I'm going to dinner with Mrs. Kelley (see cast list).

Justin:  OOOOOO Yeah!

Joey:  You mean like pot roast?

Me:  Yes.  Just like pot roast. DO you like pot roast?

Joey:  Not really.

Justin:  Dude.  Don't worry, you'll like it.

Me:  You'll like it, OR STARVE!

Enchiladas...

So, tonight I made enchiladas.  I know my kids like them (case in point, Eric is on his third), but I was unsure of Jeremy and Joey.  I didn't have much hope as Jeremy walked up and said, "I really don't like Mexican food".  CRAP.  But I received the following comments...

Jeremy:  Mrs. Nina, Congratulations!  You have successfully prepared one of the few Mexican dishes I actually like.
Justin:  It was just ok for me.  (Thank you Randy Jackson)
Eric:  *eating thirds no need for comment*
Joey: *eating thirds no need for comment*
Bruce:  eh. (He was just pissed because I used the grounded beef for Enchiladas instead of Hamburgers; he'll live)

SO!  Overall, I give this one two thumbs up.  I know that not all dinner adventures will be this successful, but here's hoping!!

My New Best Friends...

I have a feeling I will be VERY close with these two things over the next ten months.  

Cooking and Dinner Conversation...

Eric:  What's for dinner, Mom?
Me:  Food. (while dumping out egg noodles into a strainer)
Eric:  Well I see at least egg noodles.  What will our protein be?
Me:  Beef Stroganoff. 
**side note:  Why do I feel the need to make obscene hip gestures while saying stroganoff???**
Eric:  Is that some sort of Chicken?
Me:  No.  It's beef.
Eric: Alrighty.


And During Dinner...

Jeremy:  I never thought about making corn with beef stroganoff.  What's in the corn? 
Me: Butter and salt and pepper.
Jeremy: Hmmm... that's how I do it too.  It must be different salt that makes it taste different.
 ( Jeremy is quite the little chef himself.  I'm sure there will be many posts about me TRYING to relinquish control of my kitchen.  For those of you who know me, know this will be a battle)

The collective:  This dinner was pretty good!
Me:  Thank you.  I appreciate the complement.
Justin:  Well, I've had seconds.  So I'm going to go empty the tank and then proceed with thirds.
Me: *Thinking: I really wish he had wanted until he was AWAY from the table before he said that.*

Work, work and more work...

So, today, Monday the 6th, I started work at the school.  For those of you who don't know, I am a Principal's Secretary.  Not what I started out doing, but for the good of the family, I took a HUGE pay cut and now work only two miles from home.  This will enable me to keep close tabs on the kiddos.

I love my job, and love the people I work with.  SO I'm a lucky gal.  :)

So...
I get home, and the boys have played video games all day.  I'm not judging them.  I mean, what else is there to do when you're home alone (don't answer that).  The house is actually still in tact and I'm proud.  Then Bruce arrives home.  And here is your comedy relief for the day...
Bruce:  Boys!  Someone turn off the fan in the bathroom! 
Justin:  We can't!!!  Someone took a wicked dump in there and it stinks!!!
Bruce:  I know you guys are going to drop bombs in there, but close the door so it will draw out the stank!

Fat Princess

Yes ladies, I live in a house of men.  I only have the company of my "Fat Princess" to keep me company.  And even she prefers to sit on Bruce's lap.  *sigh*

I have a feeling that my house is going to permanently smell of feet and ass by the time this is all said and done.

I have to go cook dinner now.  Which is another new experience for me.  Cooking for FIVE men.  LAWD JEYZUS!

Saturday, Day 1

Day one was Saturday, August 4th. 

I want everyone to know that Kathy. Is. My. Hero.  I don't think that people on the outside of the military understand the sacrifices that these men and women go through for the Country.  Watching Kathy say goodbye to her children was the hardest thing I have ever watched.  And saying goodbye to one of my best friends was just awful.  I hate it.  But they are the only ones sacrificing.  These boys, they have watched both of their parents leave.  Can you truly grasp that?  Really.  Truly.  Grasp.  All I can say is that I have so much respect for both Kathy and Christian, and these boys. 

I tried very hard to keep them busy this day.  I needed to go to Sam's.  I thought it would be a good idea to take all of them to there.  Well, needless to say I learned a very valuable lesson.  NEVER. TAKE. FOUR. BOYS. TO. SAMS.  EVER.  Yeah, that's not happening ever again.  I about lost my mind.  

After Sam's, I took them swimming.  I think they had a blast.  We live in a great community, and have such supportive friends and neighbors.  My family is very lucky. 

So, this started out as a long day, but I think they had fun and hopefully I can keep them busy until school starts the 27th. 

Back Fill

So...
Let me fill you in on why I am starting this blog.  Let me caveat this whole thing with the following... I am not a Pulitzer Winning author, nor do I strive to be.  SO, with that being said, I do not write well, I write like I talk, and I LOVE to punctuate to emphasize.

So... where was I; oh yes, Back fill.  My story begins when I very dear Friend Kathy asked me to be her Family Care Plan.  For those of you who do not know what that means, google it.  So, Kathy and Christian are both deploying to a location I will not divulge.  I will post a list of players in the story later.  And starting August 4th, I am now the mother of four boys for the next 10 months.

I wanted to start this blog so that Kathy and Christian are able to read about the hijinx I'm sure is going to ensue during these months.  Hopefully it will bring them a piece of home and a few laughs.  So... it begins.

LIST OF PLAYERS
Nina- Me (Duh)
Bruce- my husband; my ambassador of quan
Justin- My oldest son, 12 going into 6th grade
Eric- my youngest son. 9 going into 4th grade
Kathy- mom to Jeremy and Joey
Christian- dad to Jeremy and Joey
Dan- Married to Kathy
Jeremy- Oldest child to Kathy and Christian, 13 going into 8th grade
Joey- Youngest child to Kathy and Christian, 9 going into 4th grade

Kelley- Family Friend and Procurer of Awesomeness; Also married to Greg (AKA Mr. Gru)
Kim- Family Friend married to Woodrow; mother to Woody and Wyatt and Kinsey
Kary- Family Friend; Married to John; mother to Savannah, Griffin and Gracie
Eileen- Family Friend; not enough room to list :D
Darrah- Family Friend; Married to Ryan
Regina- Family Friend; Married to the crypt keeper and mother to Regi and Nathan
Michelle- Neighbor and Family Friend married to Rich
Bonnie- Neighbor and Family Friend married to Steven; mother to Riley and Grace (Nina's other BFF)
Melanie- Neighbor and Family Friend married to Rich (different Rich) and mother to Sammy (see more)
Sammy- Son to Melanie and Rich; Nina's BFF/ Baby fix
Marguerite- Neighbor and Family Friend married to Tim
Anzlie- daughter to Marguerite and Time
Kailey- daughter to Marguerite and Time





I'm sure I will add people as time goes by.  So PAY ATTENTION.