Okay my Random Tuesday Thoughts are more like random questions that I sit and ponder as I reflect on my day.... you may have asked these questions yourself at one time or another. Then again, maybe not. We'll see.
So, why does my beloved son HAVE to strip naked to take a deuce anyway? Is it a guy thing or a 7 yr. old guy thing? AND...why does he INSIST on hanging out in there FOREVER? I mean really, what's the deal, does he have to marinate in the stench or what? I just don't get it.
By the way, for those of you that do not play a lot of cards a deuce would be a #2.
Why does my 3 yr. old INSIST on wearing her bathing suit STILL? Apparently she didn't get the memo that it is FALL! So she comes bee-bopping downstairs in her blue polka dot bathing suit and has the nerve to be upset with me when I deliver the bad news that she in fact is NOT going out in the below 60 degree weather to play in the water.
WHY, WHY, WHY, do my little cherubs decide that it's the perfect time to be little devils when mom is on the phone?? I swear, it is like a ringing phone triggers a chemical in their brain that turns them into crazed heathens. They can be in a near comatose state watching T.V. or better yet, playing quietly upstairs. BUT. As soon as that phone rings all hell breaks loose. They must think, "Moms on the phone...pantry (not to be confused with panty) raid!!!" OR "Moms on the phone...let's play WWE and hit our heads together to see who can scream the loudest."
It's official, I am a married single mom. Confusing, I know. Let me explain. My husband is a farm manager and he is right smack in the middle of harvest season. So, needless to say I see my husband between the hours of 1 a.m. -6 a.m. Which means I actually DON'T see him because I am asleep. So yes, it's been sometime now. Since about late August until early-mid November I am sort of on my own.
Don't get me wrong about previous random thought. I am not necessarily complaining about being a married single mom. It has it's perks: sole control over the remote, less cooking (funny how kids don't seem to mind eating cereal for dinner most nights), I can "work" on my computer without the sighs and eye rolls, and I eat late night snacks in bed (shh! don't tell, he hates it when I do that, something about crumbs in the sheets I don't know what his problem is).
So, minus the part where I think some crazed psychopath is going to murder me and my children at night while he's gone at work, it's really not that bad.
Speaking of crazed psychopaths, better check and make sure I have my keys, cell phone, and shoes right by my bedside in case the kids and I have to make a break for it!
Yeah and I let my 3 yr. old stay in bed with me rather than take her upstairs because you know SHE is going to protect me in case said crazed murdering psychopath comes in.
So, enough with my little neurotic thoughts. Let's try some err.. normal thoughts. It's supposed to rain tonight. LOTS. I love the rain. I love this time of year. Fall is my favorite.
Okay my mind jumps back and forth, forgive me. I'm still trying to figure out exactly why Obama got the Nobel Peace Prize. This has nothing to do with whether I like or dislike Barrack Obama or if I am a Democrat or Republican. AND, I know that to some its straight blasphemy to say anything against Obama. However, I think of past award winners and reflect on their LIFE work and know that Obama hasn't "payed his dues" to be a member of that club.
I don't like to get all political. So in the words of Forrest Gump, "That's all I have to say about that."
Oh, I almost forgot! Don't forget to Eat Your Peas. I had a request for my beef stew recipe so check it out on our food blog.