Friday, March 14, 2008

What's your leprechaun name??

Your Leprechaun Name Is:

Sneaky Bottlesipper

DUDE! It's like they KNOW me!!

Thursday, March 13, 2008

I'm the mommy, THAT'S why!

I'm a yeller. Not proud of it, but I am. I yell for the kids to get dressed for school. I yell because we are running late for school. I yell up the stairs at the kids to come down for dinner. I yell when I am mad, happy, whatever. Just call me a big, fat loud mouth. I am a yeller.

Zac (hubby) is a lecturer. He lectures. All. The. Time. When the kids get a bad grade, they can expect to sit down and listen to dad discuss it for an eternity. When they do what they aren't supposed to do, dad will "talk" to them about it. You get the drift.

Personally, having lived with the latter growing up (of course, mine was a drunk lecturer. Zac just lectures), I would much prefer to be yelled at.

So, when Nolan told me this afternoon, "I don't have to listen to YOU; YOU aren't the boss. DAD IS!!", did I yell at him?? Nope. I told on him.

Who's the Boss Now, Punk?

Thursday 13 #23 - Irish Toasts

13 Irish Toasts

In Celebration of St. Patty's Day, I thought I'd pay a little tribute to all the fellow Irish!! (I am not actually Irish, my name just sounds like I am. My husband and children, however...are.)

1. May you live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live.
2. May you live to be a hundred years, with one extra year to repent.
3. As you slide down the banisters of life may the splinters never point the wrong way.
4. May your troubles be as few and as far apart as my Grandmothers teeth.
5. May the Lord keep you in His hand and never close His fist too tight.
6. May your neighbors respect you, Trouble neglect you, The angels protect you, And heaven accept you.
7. May you die in bed at ninety-five years, shot by a jealous husband(or wife).
8. May your doctor never earn a dollar out of you and may your heart never give out. May the ten toes of your feet steer you clear of all misfortune, and before you're much older, may you hear much better toasts than this.
9. Beautiful young people are acts of nature, But beautiful old people are works of art.
10. May I see you grey and combing your children's hair.
11. May you have the hindsight to know where you've been, the foresight to know where you're going and the insight to know when you're going too far.
12. May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.
13. May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings, slow to make enemies, quick to make friends. But rich or poor, quick or slow, may you know nothing but happiness from this day forward.

And, one more, just because it's hilarious!!

Here's to our wives and girlfriends:
May they never meet!

Monday, March 10, 2008

Little Girls

Before I moved to where I am living now, I went to church with a family who had 6 girls. Six. Every time I saw this family, the mom was pregnant. I KNOW they were trying for that boy, but that never happened. The kids names were Rachel, Leslie, Who knows, Who knows, Rebekah and Danielle (The middle children are always ignored anyway, right??). Anyway, I always imagined the mom stumbling around the house drinking vodka from the flower vase singing, "Little Girls" like Miss Hannigan on Annie. I wonder if she ever did that. I SO would if I had six girls.