Off With Their Hair!

This weekend was all about hair cuts. Russell arrived Friday evening and announced he needed a hair cut. He just gets a buzz so this is a service Wes usually supplies about once a month. So on Saturday, Russell got buzzed in the garage. Joel saw what was going on and decided he wanted a hair cut just like Russell's. I let him sit on it for a few minutes, make sure he was determined. Well he was, so we said goodbye to his hair.

Doesn't he look excited?
About half way through the buzzing, he decided he was done and wanted to get down.

Don't worry, the red marks aren't blood, he got into the markers...again.
So, we gave him a break. He looked horrible, but he said he was tired and wanted to rest, so he went up and took a nap. After dinner he grudgingly agreed to let us finish cutting his hair. He still wasn't happy about it, but it had to be finished.

I hate it, but it'll grow back. Hopefully he has it out of his system.

Since Joel went for a buzz, I decided the other two and myself could probably use a trim as well, so this afternoon we headed to Great Clips. Nothing too drastic there, just some healthy trimming. Although I do feel sorry for the lady that got Joey because I know what a pain his hair is.





I know, huge difference, right? But atleast I actually took pictures!

I heart the US Post Office

The Post Office delivered a letter to me today. Here's a hint: By this time next month I'll have cable and maybe even my own internet connection!
Why? Because I'll be getting a paycheck!!
I got my confirmation letter from the Department of Disabilities today. It'll be third shift (which kind of sucks) and a rotating schedule (which also kind of sucks) but in the ling run, there is job security. The benefits are good and the pay is decent and I can apply for other positions as they become available. That and this is the kind of thing that I was studying for. Maybe it'll give me the push to get back into school and finish my degree. Who knows, stranger things have happened. For now I'm just glad to know I'll sonn be getting a pay check.

The ? of Y

I haven't had this computer very long. It was a splurge I allowed with last year's tax refund. So just a few months really, but already, my Y is giving me headaches. If i forget to pound on it every time I use it, the Y just doesn't compute. If you've chatted with me online recently, or gotten an email, or even read one of my blogs I forgot to proof before posting one might think I have very poor spelling skills. But really, spelling was the one subject I actually excelled in. As a matter of fact, I think it should be a college course. Mostly because I think with some people it didn't stick during elementary school, and of those some, there are those that forget that spell check does exist. Anyway, my point is that Pat I'd like to buy a sometimes vowel. I realize in the land of Wheel of Fortune you treat Y as a consonant, but in this case, I really need a new Y.

Busy busy busy

This has been a busy few days. I woke up Saturday, before noon I might add determined to clean my house. REALLY clean it. Since I'd attacked the living room earlier in the week, it was onto the dining room. I cleaned the table, legs and all, and the little decorative dirt catcher/groove around the top. I scrubbed the chair seats, shined my spoon collection (yay vinegar again! - awesome stuff), then I dusted everything, put candles in my candle holders, re organized the shelves, and totally cleaned the floor. Since it wasn't even dinner time yet, I moved on to the kitchen and did the same in there. The stove top was rough, but again, yeah vinegar! The kids tackled the breakfast/sun room, which we use as the train/pet room. We solved our crowding problem by leaving only one type of train set out, putting the rest away to be switched out later on. Much less clutter. The dog crate now has a nice view of the back porch and guinea pigs' things aren't strewn all about the floor. I had intended to tackle the master bedroom on Sunday, but after a trip to WalMart, I wasn't up for it.
On Friday I added a new member to our family:

This Sponge Bob Fish (named by Joel). We decided to go with a Betta this time, the tend to last longer than you 20 cent gold fish. And they're prettier.
Also on Friday I had a follow up interview with a company that is considering employing me. And another interview Monday with the SC Department of Disabilities. Both went well, and I'm just waiting on the final call withing the next couple of weeks. I am torn, but that is for another blog.
Also on Monday was the start of the local fire prevention week. Close to all of the area Fire and Rescue departments (including the Navy and Air Force and Coast Guard bases) get all the toys and trucks out and parade sirens, lights and all down the main drag of town, ending up at the Lowes where the all park so everyone can go check it all out. Its pretty cool.
We first took the kids to Wes' mom's house. Her house is parallel to the main drag, only seperated by an iron rail fence. We were able to stand on the fence and wave at the trucks going by. Then we went to Lowes and got a closer look. Afterwards we treated ourselves to dinner out at Ryan's. For those of you unfamiliar with the south its a Golden Coral-ish place, all you can eat buffet and steak house.

When it rains....well, you know

So I've been sending out resumes, filling out applications and other useful job hunting activities since before I moved here. That would be July.
The most I'd scored so far was testing and an interview with a temp angency. So today, I'm going about my usual day. Took a nap after the older kids got off to school, and until Joel woke up. Got him his breakfast, popped in a video. Yes, I could do more with my time, but in the morning I just know it isn't going to happen, so why bother? After my video, Joel popped in one of his and I was contemplating getting lunch ready for Joel & Wes when my phone rang.
I've got an interview on Monday. Get off the phone and started heading for the bathroom to put my hair up, and the phone rang.
The temp angency is setting my up with an interview.
Got lunch made, sent Wes back to work, got the laundry started when....the phone rang. I did a phone interview and then got another face to face set up for tomorrow.
What the heck people????

R.I.P. Cute Red Shoes

These were my red shoes. I LOVED these red shoes. They went really well with my striped jeans. I've never been one to have red shoes, but I saw these at Target and had to have them.
My cute red shoes have died. I mourn them greatly. They are survived by the striped jeans they went with so well, and a pair of feet that will miss them very much.
The details of their death are a bit disturbing, so if you have a weak stomach, you may not want to read on. Mike and Sierra are friends of Wes'. He has known them since middle school. They have 3 kids each the same age as my 3. They are very nice people that didn't used to have a dog. They also have a very nice house with wood floors that I didn't want to scuff up with my cute red shoes. So, being a thoughtful guest, I left them by the door when I went in. Looking back I can say there was a lack of other shoes by the door, but I figured they were put away in another place. This was a very neat house. One of those houses that makes you wonder what the kids do all day becuase there is little evidence of them. Not that its one of those cold museum like places. Just very neat and clutter free. Kind of how I wish my house could be.
Anyway, the dog murdered my cute red shoes. No one noticed until it was too late. They were gone.

********Just so everyone knows, they felt REALLY bad and even tried to slip me some cash for my cute red shoes. I wouldn't take it, but apparently they somehow snuck it into Wes' shirt pocket. And because I got them I Target, they are replaceble.

Weekend Hijinks

Here is a picture of my living room area rug:

As you can probably see, its in pretty rough shape. Its been in rough shape for some time now. When I say some time, I'm speaking in years. Its one of those things you don't really notice at first, then when you do notice, its a bit out of control. Then, if you are like me, the thought of attacking it is pretty daunting. If I had a steam cleaner, I may have gone after it, but since I don't, the idea of scrubbing at the thing had me considering dumping it and getting a new one. Aha! But I don't have the $$ for that, so I've just been ignoring it.
So Saturday night, Joey and I are on the rug playing a board game. One of the pieces had something sticky spilled on it, so I got a Lysol wipe to clean it off. Then on a whim I tried it on one of the spots on the rug. It came up pretty easily. Hmmm, maybe this thing won't be so hard to get presentable after all. So after I won the game, I hauled out my bucket and scrub brush, and with a little vinegar and water and elbow grease, and two days here is how it looked Sunday night:

If you can't see a difference, don't tell me, I don't want to know!

On a lighter note....a few weeks ago, the boys (Russell and Joey) thought it would be funny to mess with Joel while he was sleeping. So, they got out markers and drew on his face.

Because isn't it fun to prank a 4 year old??? So, I promised revenge.
I'd kind of forgotten about it. Then Wes and I were at Wal Mart Saturday afternoon, and what do they have on a front display? Silly String! I swear it was his idea, but man we had fun. Waiting until they went to sleep to hatch our revenge.

Russel woke up

Joey didn't

And we made them clean it up in the morning themselves. We're such great role models!