Stretching to New Heights

So, my dear husband helps out once in awhile and puts things away in the kitchen.  Lately, if he doesn't know where something goes, he puts it on a high shelf.  He says he doesn't know where things go in our kitchen.  Its been the same layout for 3 years.  Somehow our children have figured this out.  They know which cabinet/drawer to go to when looking for an item.  Its been pretty amusing.  When the kids can't find something now I tell them that Dad probably put it away so open the cabinets and look at the top shelf.  It adds some adventure to our lives and keeps us looking up.  :)

Bingo

      There was a farmer who had a dog and Bingo was his name - Oh. 

      B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O and Bingo was his name, Oh.

Bella learned a new song and has been singing it all day.  She sings it in class with her teacher and she sings it in music class.  She even started a sing-a-long on the bus ride to school yesterday with her fellow kindergarteners. 

She came home and HAD to sing it for me.  I even sang along with her, as I reminisced about my kindergarten years and how fun it was to sing this song.  Every minute of the rest of the day was filled with little bursts of this song.  After her shower (and several rounds of the song) I wanted to share the tune and had her call Nona to sing it for her.   I was reminded about songs that I sang (over and over again) and how they would drive my mom crazy and my dad would go to work singing the song  all day.  (I'm sure she is thinking this is a payback...)

Well, I don't have any more time to write.  I have some singing to do.

     There was a farmer who had a dog and Bingo was his name - Oh. 

     B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O and Bingo was his name, Oh.
 

It makes you wonder...

So, there I am, cleaning the kids bathroom.  I clean the sinks, and make my way over to the shower/tub area.  I start scrubbing the tub, look up and realize that there is no soap in the little soap dish.  I decide to glance over to the shampoo and conditioner bottles and notice that they are empty.  Then I start to think, how long have these been empty/missing?  And, how many showers have been taken since they have been empty/missing?  What have they been using?  I don't think I want to know the answer to that last question.

I am later told by Nicholas that there was a "tiny" amount of shampoo in the bottle that was being used.  How, I'm not sure and don't think I ever want to know the answer.

This is the same bathroom that we can see as we walk out of our bedroom.  Some times, you glance up that way and notice that the toilet paper dispenser is empty.  And, again, you wonder, how many times the bathroom is being used and how long has it been with out tp?  Thats when I am told that they don't know where to locate the extra rolls (under the counter in their bathroom or in the laundry room).  I swear if something happens to me, they won't be using soap or wiping their butts! 

My next job

The morning started with Bella's soccer game.  This is the 2nd game, and the 2nd time she didn't want to play. (it takes her a little time to warm up)  After ALOT of crying (who knew that girls cry so much!  I didn't cry that much!)  I walk out onto the field with her so she can have her equipment checked by the ref.  With a little more coaxing, she was going to play goalie.  So, there I am, holding her hand and  helping her play goalie.  I really think I need some shin guards and cleats if I'm going to keep this up.   

RT and I decided to clean out the garage.  After getting most of the stuff out in the driveway, he decides that we need to go to Home Depot now and get some shelves.  After lugging most of the stuff back into the garage, we head on over to Home Depot (or, the Orange Store as Nicholas used to call it).  I got lost in the house plant area and found several plants to buy.  I was then asked (by RT) where I was going to put them.  Which led to being told that we aren't starting another project right now and to step away from the plants.  We moved on to the shelving units (the real reason we were there).  We ended up liking a couple that were of course marked down.  They were already assembled, we just had to get them home.  After loading the first one into the van (with much difficulty), I told RT that I would stay there, he can go home, unload and come back to get me.  His response was he would unload, eat dinner, relax and then maybe come back. 

I then became a greeter at the Home Depot.  I greeted customers as they left the store. 

"Hello, thank you for shopping at Home Depot and welcome to the great outside.  Lots of beautiful weather, a splash of sunshine and a slight breeze." 

One guy offered to drive me (and my shelves) home.  Others just smiled and walked by.

Now, if I had a can or container, I thought I could ditch my shoes and purse and panhandle at the door and make some money.  Who knows!  That could be my calling in life.  A panhandler at the Home Depot.  And to think, I missed my chance.

I'm sure there will be others.

My Scary Journey in Life

So, this is my first time blogging.  I thought I would blog about all the inner workings of my brain and all that goes on in my life.  (Hope you have lots of time, this is going to be a long one) 

I really am not sure how or where to start.  I guess I should just keep on typing.

Let me give you a brief background.  I am married  to RT, and we have 3 children, Nick 14, Alex 11 and Bella 5.5,  and a dog named Newton.  We live in Illinois, but, my brain would like to live somewhere like Zihuatanejo, Mexico.  (Excuse me while I sip my margarita) 

Ok, life can get kind of crazy around here (thus the reason why my brain is vacationing in Mexico).  We (RT and I) work out of the house together (we sell Security Cameras).  When we are not selling security cameras we are shuffling kids and trying to lead a somewhat normal life.  Well, we aren't totally sure if its normal.   

Well, you made it this far.  You might want to stick around.  This should be an interesting ride.