Why is it that they can sit in our living room for two hours and we struggle to come up with something to stay, but 15 minutes before they have to leave, they are full of conversation, things to say, etc.

Why?

It’s homecoming this week in Gotham City – and in our small town, that means all the high school kids run around and try to out do the ones before in decorating each others and teachers homes with toilet paper.

Unfortunately I can see both sides of this “tradition”. As a teenager I did my fair share of Tp’ing, I’m not going to sit here and say “I never did that, I was a perfect angel – because I wasn’t”.

Now as a neighbor of the high school principal, Kids these days are taking this just a tad too far. The Toilet Paper in the trees while a pain, doesn’t cause any real harm – the shredded paper while a little difficult to pick up – isn’t that bad either – sorta looked like they got a foot or two of snow(have to give some props as this did take some planning).

BUT the flour, the eggs, the shaving cream, Vaseline, and actual bags of trash (read GROSS!!) are taking things a bit too far. Those cause property damage, and HELLO – it’s disgusting.

I know you think you are oh so cool for what you have done, but they reported it to the cops…stop laughing, they could actually solve the case, cause one of you is going to be stupid enough to start bragging about it come monday in class…and one of your little buddies is going to turn you in for the $250 reward.

I say that one of the HS groups (Spanish club, FHA, FFA or something) should sell insurance at the beginning of the week – $25 they show up on Saturday and clean your yard – or $15 per night… something along those lines… bet it would change what is dumped in the yards, or maybe perhaps next year, we need sit in the backyard with our hoses and spray them down with water for running through our yard while trying to escape being caught. Do you suppose shooting them with paint balls would be wrong?

Two years ago, one of them fell off our retaining wall, and then ran into our crank out windows…. I was worried the idiot was hurt… Mr Incredible was worried the parents would sue.

I feel like someone has driven over me with a Mac truck.

I can’t decide if the pain meds are making it better or worse, so I’m going to switch to Advil. Or if it’s the antibiotics. I eat and feel sick to my stomach, I don’t eat and feel light headed because I haven’t eaten.

or maybe it’s just my body saying – look woman, you’ve put too many different medicines in your body, and it just doesn’t know what it wants.

If I don’t feel better in the morning, there is no way in hell I can do garage sale…. I have to feel better by morning.

When you own a home, and have a mortgage – you have to have home_insurance. If you own a car, and want to drive it in our state you have to have insurance, and everyone wants cheap car insurance.

So in my most recent search for insurance, I have found that sometimes going on-line can save you a ton of money, and sometimes staying local is the best option. I kinda like having the agent come over to your home, and show how the policy will work for you. Also when you live in a small town like we do, and you see your agent in the grocery store, or shopping downtown, you would like to believe that they are going to be there when you need them.

I’ve been lucky – every time I’ve had a claim, my insurance agent has made the process easy. In fact after we called in to report hail damage to our vehicles, he asked when the adjuster should come by and look at the roof of the house. We didn’t think about the roof having damage – and they fixed it, actually they replaced it. If we could afford their premiums we would still be with that company, but even with the multiple policy discount, our current premium is about $600 per year cheaper. And sometimes you have to give up the local agent because of budgets.
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I’m still very loopy.

I think we got home around 2:30 – according to Mr. Incredible, I am very talkative, not to mention goofy while on Termadol (I’m not sure how to spell and frankly I don’t really care right now) .

I can’t remember a thing. He says I said all kinds of crap… I have no clue.

I’m a little uncomfortable, but pain meds are a wonderful thing.

I went to bed when I got home, and got up at 6:00 for more pain meds.

I have to wait until 9 pm before I can take another one… is it 9 yet?

Look at what Mr. Incredible made for me.

He loves me….

Tomorrow I will have my “procedure” done.

I’ll be pretty loopy, I’m sure.

So I probably won’t be around for a day or two.

Tonight when I picked up Tink and Pan from daycare, Pan was playing checkers with his little buddy. Pan was having fun – and not quite done with the game – and the Dad of the little buddy was waiting for him to finish so I let them continue.

Tink was looking at slides in a viewfinder – they have the ones with the decades… I can’t decided if the Dad of ‘little buddy’ seriously thought I would remember the 70’s – He implied that I might had too much fun in the 70’s – until I told him – I was born in the late 70’s – so remember current events? uh…No….. then I remember – Little buddy – is the surprise… his parents are in their 50’s. His Dad – doesn’t look it AT ALL. Just saying…

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Tink: Momma when do I get to be a boyscout?

FG: You can be a girlscout when you are in kindergarten, but you can’t be a boyscout.

Tink: Girlscouts are boring. If I cut my hair can I be a boyscout?

FG: It doesn’t work that way. besides if you were a boyscout, you wouldn’t be able to dress up in all your princess outfits.

Tink: I like to be a princess…

Updated at 7:08 PM in RED

Do you ever know that going into work what the day is going to bring for you? I know the following is going to happen.

• Tink will cry about having to go to preschool – and before I can leave the building she will be playing with her friends and be fine. - TRUE
• Pan will run into school – he can’t wait to see his friends and be back at school – he loves it. TRUE
• The drawers from the weekend are not going to balance. They never do – the morning drawer will be $5 over and the evening drawer will be $5 short. Happens. every. single. time. It’s getting old people…. getting old. TRUE
• Co-worker #3 will complain about her foster son, the one that steals, and how he has taken something again from her or her sister who was visiting for the weekend – but will not turn him into the cops, will not tell his social workers, because she doesn’t want him to go to jail. The kid needs to go to jail. In 3 years he will be 18. He will end up in jail then. TRUE – only this time he ended up breaking her fridge – I have no idea how, but he did.
• Co-worker #4 will tell us about her weekend and we will all wish were 20 again…TRUE
• Boss #1 will tell me how he had two gigs this weekend, and he is going home early because he has night meetings and is tired…he will forget about his afternoon meeting at 2:00 and I’ll have to cover and say that he got called into a meeting at another office, if I tell the truth, he will find out and MY job will be on the line. – TRUE – He left at 10:00 to go home and go to bed, and then ended up coming back at 3:30 because his boss called, and when she asked which office his meeting was in, I said that I couldn’t remember for sure. She called his cell phone, and can we say BUSTED…
• Boss #2 will tell me that he has a meeting at 8:30, one at 10:00 and one at 3:00 and will need reports x1, y3, and z1 for those meetings. He will ask me to create a new powerpoint presentation for his meeting on Wednesday. He will ask where boss #1 is, and I’ll tell him the truth, and he will shake his head. TRUE – except for: The meeting at 3:00 was cancelled…. created the presentation – and he loves it.
• Mr. Incredible will go to work, planning on being at his site all day and end up going up north – and won’t be home until late. FALSE – he was home on time and didn’t have to leave….first time in forever….

I’ll post later tonight to let you know which ones come true and which ones were wrong.

Hey, our friend Blue from Bluepaintred is having a contest on her *other* blog – Where was I? You’ll have to go check it out, it’s quick, it’s easy, and well – if I figured out how to enter – you can too. Don’t look at the template – she working on that. Look at the content, tell her I sent you. and Enter her contest…or enter her contest and say – if I win give my prize to Fantastagirl – I’m good with that.

Blue – since I don’t have a Playstation I’d take the cash okay?