spiders, spiders

Michael has several plastic toy bugs, all of which on any given day are his "favorite" toy. Today it was a big, green spider. I heard him talking with his friend today (I was watching another little boy today while his parents packed for their move to India) but just kind of blew it off as his mispronunciation.

After supper, he came up to me with the spider in his hand and said "mommy, do you like my itchy, bitchy spider?". I said "do you mean itsy bitsy spider?". He said, "no, NOT itsy bitsy. ITCHY BITCHY" I said "oh....why?" him: "because it makes my hand itchy when i hold it and bitchy rhymes with itchy".

Perhaps he'll remember to bring that spider this Sunday for church...and then perhaps he'll remember a favorite phrase from a year or so ago (learned in the van, most likely at a red light): "friggin' go already sister"!

Oh, kids say the darndest things.

one piece or two?

bathing suit, that is. I have not owned a bathing suit in the last 5 years and have probably not even had occasion to wear one since, oh I don't know, 2001/2002. That is ending today. I am taking the boys to the waterpark with a friend, thus a bathing suit is required. So, once I get off this computer and shower, we will be heading to Kohl's for said purchase. Now, not only am I not into the way the I am looking right now (although my husband says I'm "HOTT"....but then again, he probably has a motive :-) ) I am WHITE. I mean, white on rice white. A cracker. A honky. Whitey. At least I won't be hard to spot at the waterpark amongst the bronzed bodies that will be there (I will liken them to pieces of bacon, and I will be the fat on the bacon, prior to it being cooked!).

I am so thankful for the advent of clothes!

phew...I'm glad THAT'S over

Bryn had his court date today. Our paperwork said 9am, but when we got to the courthouse (at 8:30) the docket had him down for 10:30; I guess if Bryn had given the arresting officer the correct address, we would have gotten the change! Anyway, we are finally called at 10:25, along with about 15 other delinquents (and Bryn's partner in crime was also there!) only to be told by the bailiff that no cases are going to be heard/tried today. This is an arraignment only and we are stating whether or not we want a court appointed attorney, provide our own or waive one. We talked to the bailiff, told him we were waiving the right to have an attorney. Kenny (Bryn's cohort)'s mother had the chance to speak with the prosecutor, who told her that if he was pleading guilty, they would hear his case today; we told the bailiff we were there for the same charges & had a guilty plea as well and would take whatever punishment Kenny was getting. So we got to see the judge, who only charged them for public drunkeness and somehow dropped the charge of possession of alcohol (although I'm not sure why because he stated that they were being charged with that but the only paperwork they gave us was drunk in public). They each have 20 hours of community service (Bryn's will be with Habitat for Humanity, which he was excited about....not sure if that's good or not!), one year probation, 8 months suspended license (and since neither one has a permit much less a license, then 8 months until they are eligible for one), a substance abuse assessement (SASSI, I think) by a drug & alcohol counselor & at least one random drug test.

I was really hoping that the judge or the arresting officer or the prosecutor, or SOMEONE would have yelled at them, made them squirm or whatever, but none of that happened. He has another court date July 13, 2009, for possible dismissal of charges as long as he does not get into any POLICE related trouble between now and then. OY

FOOD

I love it. Unfortunately, it loves me right back. So much so in fact that it never wants to leave me. Once digested, it immediately turns to poundage and attaches itself to my thighs, my but, my stomach, my waist and my arms. I am like a big walking, talking jello mold. Michael is constantly poking me in the butt. Why you might wonder? Well, I did, too, so I asked. His reply was simple: Because when I poke your butt, it keeps moving. NICE!

So, the 18 or so pounds that I lost evidently had GPS tracking devices installed on my body because about 10 or so (+/-) have found their way back to me.

It is now, with great disdain, a rumbling stomach and an ever weakening will power, that I must dig out my Weight Watchers notebook, which has laid dormant since June 22nd (my last entry) and begin checking off points for everything that goes in my mouth (22 to be exact PLUS my 35 flex points....CANNOT forget the flex points!).

Ahhhh, food. It brings me such joy yet such pain at the same time. My nemesis. One day I will beat you (and then eat you!).

Jesus on the 4th of July

We gather ‘round to celebrate

On Independence Day

Pay homage to our country

As the children run and play.

With barbecues and picnics

And fireworks in the air

The flag we own is proudly flown

To show how much we care.

The stars and stripes spell freedom

She waves upon the breeze

While bursts of colors can be seen

Above the towering trees.

This is all quite wonderful

We revel in delight

But God above in divine love

Has brought this day to light.

With just a stroke of liberty

A touch of His great hand

He gave democracy to us

And helped this country stand.

The stripes upon our stately flag

Were touched by His sweet grace

Each star of white that shines so bright

Reflects His loving face.

So as you turn to face the flag

For battles that were fought

Be filled with pride for those who died

And freedoms that were bought.

But don’t forget to thank the One

That gives the bright display

The reason why we paint the sky

On Independence Day!

Gorgeous

That's how I would describe the weather today. No humidity, sunny, big fluffy clouds and a light breeze. And best of all, my dear friend (whom I haven't seen in three whole weeks) was there with her kids. They were occupied with each other, which gave us plenty of time to catch up.

All in all, it was a lovely day!