Our Weekend

Nothing like a little bit of frostbite to start your week!! Okay, that might be a slight exaggeration as it IS plus 7 out there right now, with a high expected of 20 (hurry hurry hurry)~~ That is celsius for all you Americans!

Just got home from dropping off my delightful demons (or DD's for short) at their schools. WAIT, now that I see the DD's, I prolly should pick something else to describe the kids instead of making references that could be mistaken for boobs by a peeping tom (or Daphne LMAO)! I am putting off being a domestic goddess so thought I would sit for a bit and blog. HOLY CAACAA DOODIE! Two blogs in one week? My computer could self destruct!

Let's see....what is there to talk about? Did the usual library thing Thursday and Friday night, looking for some dead relatives I might like, since I don't seem to like the live ones! No one left me wanting to kill them, so chalk that up to a good week! Saturday, mini-me was having a buddy spend the night, so thought I would look like a good mommy and make a supper that was easier to eat than the last time she joined us for supper (incase no one has ever had the pleasure, it is highly entertaining watching a 13 year old with new braces try to eat hotdogs in a bun!) so instead made some chicken thighs baked in the oven in szechaun sauce and rice for hubby and the kids and potato for me. Little brat didn't even try the chicken and maybe ate two bites of rice? The kid is pickier than I am and eats barely enough to stay alive! Hubby says "there is more meat in a canary's dink then there is on her". After supper, we took "the boy" out the bookstore to spend some late arriving birthday money on his newest obsession on one of the The 39 Clues books. It's a series of ten books (I think) put out by Scholastic that has stuff you can also do on-line. He talks about them constantly. Very thankful he, and his sister, share my love of reading actual books, and not nudie magazines like their father LMAO! "But honey, they have good articles in them!" Is the type on her nipples sweetie?

Sunday was our second annual apple-picking family day, which we brought the brace-wearing-didn't-eat-my-damn-chicken-mini-me's friend to. Kid about drove me to pelt her with apples, but since I am a cheap ass, and Chaz mighta made me pay for the pelting apples, I refrained! My self-control is rather astounding, even to me. We all went down and had an ice cream at the new store/produce market hubby's boss just built across from his farm then went and pilfered some produce from said farm. For FREE. Wooohooo, my second favorite F word!! Fudge being the first of course! Much to my husband's dismay. Then went up the hill to check out next Spring's T-bone steaks! Cows, in case you don't know, are pretty boring creatures, cute yes, but they don't do to much. 'Cept the occasional turning the ass towards you and have a big giant dump. And let me tell you, the bull has some damn big balls!! If his balls are that big, I'd hate to see what else he is packing! My sincere condolences to the heifers. There was one adventurous buggar who finally approached the truck, and for a second I thought he was gonna climb right up and hump it, but no such luck. We stopped by the "outlaws" on the way home and dropped off the squash we pilfered for them, where once again, my self control was astounding when I passed them to them as opposed to pelting. I am an amazing woman! Of course, the lack of pelting was made up for when they took us behind the shed to show us where they are digging this long friggin trench to guide water run-off, and the monster-in-law is going on about having to remove leaves from said trench, leans down to grab one out in demonstration, loses her balance, steps IN the running water and damn near topples over head first on the other side of the trench.

The shit ya see when ya don't have a video camera!