Tuesday. Feels like Monday...

I had a fun time at the farm with Ron and the kids this weekend. The only thing that I am bummed about, is that it went by too fast and now it is Tue-Mon-day. The Tuesday that FEELS like a Monday, but, really isn't.
It throws off the whole week, but it makes for a shorter work week.
I guess that's the upside.

Monday: is considered either the first or second day of the week, between Sunday and Tuesday. It gets its name from the Moon, which in turn gets its name from Mani (Old English Mona), the Germanic Moon god. Similarly, the French name (lundi) and the Spanish name (lunes) come from the Latin name for the moon, Luna.

Teething, sick and Miserable*

Poor little baby Sarah. She is sick again. At first, I thought she was just having a pain-in-the-ass time knocking through those 2 front teeth, and as it turns out, she was, and, she also has a yucky sad virus that is making her absolutely miserable w/ fever up to 103.6... Yiy.
Suffice it to say that the last few nights have been utter hell, mostly for the little lamb that cannot express her amount of pain she is experiencing. And for Mommy and the rest of us that are trying to sleep at night. :( :( :(
She will be ok though... RIghT??? That's what I have been telling her. That she will feel better soon and not to worry, that this too shall PASS!!!

ellen * the musical *

That's right my friends. It's time for ELLEN THE MUSICAL!!!

DON'T MISS IT!
Kristin Chenoweth starring as Ellen's Fairy GodMother and Jack Black starring as the Narrator of the show.

Today on NBC... if you're in Utah, it's on channel 5 @ 10a.m. mountain time.
Dude. So freaken funny.
Check out the clip from the show!



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deep thoughts...

If you're robbing a bank and you're pants fall down, I think it's okay to laugh and to let the hostages laugh too, because, come on, life is funny.


by Jack Handey

I was looking at pics of Willow from last summer...

And I noticed how much she's grown since last June.
OY.
It made me think that I need to put my list I made for today, aside and play with my kids before they grown up more and they don't WANT to play with me anymore!!!


1) Mop floors
2) clean desk off
3) give kidlettes a bath
4) finish my laundry
5) clean kitchen
6) get a stamp and send off Columbia House BILL
7) VACUUM!!!
8) Fold and put away laundry!
9) Call and make Dr. appt for Willow, as I think she has laryngitis (which, I will do this one thing on my list too.)
10) Eat SOMETHING healthy today

So, list. You are on the back-burner for now!
All except give kids a bath. :) of course. -who wants to smell smelly kids all day?

In honor of sacrificing sanity and good roles when they come, which for me has been, well, NEVER.

I say this:
this is my gratitude day.
(And thanks to Luhz who gave me the idea of sharing me gratitude.)


I am grateful.
I must remind myself once in a while or I get really depressed.

Expressing and remembering my gratitude for:

1) My 2 beautiful girls that love me whether or not I have terrible morning breath.
2) Ron, who still thinks that I am pretty damn cool and hot, especially when I have the time to shower for the day!
3) MyMother*
4)My Sisters.
5) Nanny memories and the cool poems that Mom tells of her life.
6) Even though I will not be in the Joseph production with Murray Arts in the Park, I am grateful that they even considered me for Potiphar's wife. It would've been SUCH great fun.
7) Little annoyances that my kids do. "Willow! Please stop putting your leg on my lap and asking me to tickle you!!!" or my favorite- 1a.m., 2a.m.,3a.m, 4a.m.,5a.m.,6.a,m, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I need some sleep, baby Sarah. This is why Mommy is so insane all the time! Teething is sooooo of the DEVIL."
8) Washer and dryer. Life would really suck cleaning up puke and little accidents in the middle of the night w/ out them!
9) The people that listen to all my problems. God bless you all. I would be insane otherwise!!!
10) Willow telling me that I am pretty. Before and after I brush my teeth in the morning!
such a nice little girl to me. :)

So I just got a call from the Director for Joseph...

And I am not going to be able to do the show. :(
He asked me initially to be Potiphar's wife, and Ron and I talked about it for a good while. But, it looks like I won't be able to be in it, as Ron and my schedules are both so conflicting the next month ... ( As he is picking up a big job at the end of this month, which we really need) And someone needs to be home with our chillens. So, I guess it should be me.
whaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hope that little S gets in it though. She'd be so great in zee ensemble!
Wish little Saroo a "breakaleg!"

Maybe next time.

Until then though.
"WORD" my peeps.

I did it!

Oh my peeps. Be so proud of me. I actually auditioned and it wasn't half as scary as I though it would be. I actually KICKED ASS!!! I sang "Le Jazz Hot!" from Victor Victoria..... they never saw me comin'!
Cross yer fingers fer me... I need to be in this show!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I Chickened out for yesterday's "Joseph" AUDITION'S...

So...

I will buck up and pretend that it is karaoke when I go to Taylorsville High tonight a little before 7-ish, and also pretend that I am there with a bunch of drunk peeps that really don't give a rats hairy ass as to what I sound like.
Sarah said that it was a breeze at her audition yesterday, so she thinks that I shouldn't be a scare-dee cat, and just go and kick ass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The only thing different about this vs. karaoke is that when I do karaoke, I make up my own dance moves, and at an audition, they usually like you to learn theirs and not use yours. So, sorry Paula, I can't use "straight up now tell me " choreography. Oh well. I guess it wouldn't really "go" with Joseph music anyway.

"Blogg-a-cane Katrina" vs. "Blog taken by Alien Abduction???"

This morning as I sat down to see what kind of shiz-nezz was on me blog, it wasn't there.
Ouch. I was b-u-m-m-e-d.
Did a hurricane get it??? That was one of the two reasonable answers I could come up with. The other one was this.

My attempt to explain lost blog:




It was abucted by aliens.

Perhaps the guy standing next to the dead alien in the glass box gave the dead alien HIS alien-friends my password and let it loose, before he passed? Or perhaps it was taken by a hurricane... although they haven't really made much of a mark here on the Utah plain.
Please.
SOMEONE
help me understand what part of the Matrix is me blog at???