I finally saw it!

Harry Potter.

DH and I got up this morning at 5 am so that we could be up and ready to leave by the time the kids bus came to pick them up.

After they were all safely on the bus...whooo hooo~!~!~!~!

We went to IHOP for breakfast because we had a couple of hours to kill.

We still had a lot of time after breakfast and the theater is located in the mall so we walked the mall, stopping at Build a Bear and the Disney Store.

If you haven't been to Build A Bear-- OMG...they are so cute. I'm trying to figure out a way to have a b-day party there with the kids and cousins. It looks like soooo much fun. I love the Disney Store. I was telling DH if the kids were smart they would behave because even though I have some problems with Disney stereotypes I believe that every one should feel special and I know there are some things in there for everyone.

We stopped at these messager recliners where I paid $1 for it to kick my butt for three minutes. Seriously, this chair hurt.

We then went on to the movie where we watched an obscene amount of equally obscene and offensive previews for the feature being Harry Potter and all. Finally, it started. I'm not sure how I feel about it. I still haven't decided.

One thing that was ticking me off was that I kept DOZING off! It wasn't a reflection of the movie just my exhaustion. I was a popsicle in there too. But I still want to go back and see Ratatouille and Underdog.

Gonna try anyway...

For some reason this blog isn't working. It's not updating as it should be and it appears with blogger Beta they took off the option to republish or re-whatever the entire blog.

I slept!!! I did NOOOOTHING and slept. It was good. I still have a ton to do but I let it go.

I'm cooking dinner right now. I gotta tell you, I'm pretty proud of this aquisition. I've had it for a month or so.

Clearanced for $15 or something like that from $30. It does it ALL for me. I don't have to fire up the grill or anything and it comes apart in the right places and makes cleaning soooo easy. The heat that rises from the dogs warms the buns.

Love it. Love it. Love it.

Wait...what's that sound???

*not even a cricket chirping* (just an occasional snore from DH)

Yet...why do I have this fantastic lump in my throat and why did I fight back tears as I walked back from the bus stop? The lump is almost gone and my eyes have almost dried ( My house is the second house from the bus stop). But I feel a bit sad. They ALL got on the bus. I could see them walking down the aisle. As I scanned from seat to seat and found each of my kids. Their faces lit up with smiles and they waved frantically to me. Even the eldest. I could feel the lump getting bigger.

Of course some stupid mom at the stop had to point out that I had half the bus stop with my kids so I should be the designated parent for the bus... tsk...whateva.

Ya know, I'm going to chalk up these emotions to simply not enough sleep. Since I've only had two hours. Yeah...maybe that's it. Or maybe it's inhalation from the fumes of the sharpie I was using to label everything for hours. Yeah...THAT'S IT!

*Looking around blankly*

I've been waiting for this day all summer and I don't even know where to start now.

Pathetic, eh?

Happiness is...

My sweet lil Betta boys. They are so beautiful. These pictures don't even do them justice. I'll start with the camera shy one. This is Venom. He would not pose for the camera at all. He's the shyest of the bettas...very reserved.
This is Betta Red. He is my gardener. He is the only one to successfully grow a plant in his vase. He's not so shy...most of my pictures of him that he posed for are too close for you to actually see his face.
This is Blue Eyes. He has beautiful bright blue eyes. Right here is Cheetah Betta. I used to call him Cheeto Betta, but he wasn't having it.

Here's Rainbow Betta. Named after Rainbow fish. See he's fierce! lol
King Betta--flaring for the camera. Almost was called Prince Betta but just couldn't do that to him.
Betta Blue. He's the second of my older Bettas. He's very reserved and laid back.
This is Alpha Betta. My very first and oldest betta. He was named after the grocery store chain but as my Betta family grew bigger, it took on another meaning.

Here's Opal Betta. This one cracks me up. He's afraid of water. Running water. Freaks.him.out.

These are my "handsomes". They all come towards me when I call out "Betta, Betta, Betta!" You should see their little fins go crazy when I tell them how handsome they are. They also get really excited when I yell "Breakfast Bettas" or "Who wants snack?"

They are really so smart and have very distinctive personalities. Who knew? They all picked me out at the store. When all the other Bettas were being lazy and not paying attention, these guys made sure to get my attention and the way their eyes just stared holes in me. I couldn't leave them there.

Anyway, They just make me so happy. I thought I would share them with you.

She has such a beautiful voice...

Yesterday when I was at the grocery store they were playing Janis Joplin's "Son of A Preacher Man". I went across to pick up a prescription and they were playing Janis Joplin's "Me and Bobby McGee".

All this Janis got me to thinking about Amy Winehouse. From the moment I heard her voice, I just thought it was amazing.

Although, I wanted to cry for her because sadly...in the state that she's in and the lyrics to her songs. She has no desire to change...well let me rephrase that... she doesn't realize that she needs to make the change and she seems to be waiting not really to change but to die.

They can keep putting all these girls in rehab but all they are doing is buying time. If they don't want to change it ain't gonna happen.

What's really sad is just how much Amy hates herself.

It scares me...because a song like this could easily become my little sister's anthem. I think they might even be the same age or very close to it.

Is that shame I see?

This is Dellyne... Dellyne doesn't look very happy. You see, yesterday when I went out to water the trees outside, I thought maybe it would be nice to let the dogs out to stretch their legs. Dellyne has a problem with getting over excited and jumping. So what typically happens is Ava demonstrates how to sit and gets let out before Dellyne and then Dellyne gets the idea.

But yesterday went horribly wrong. Dellyne forgot that she is to bow down and let me unhook her from her lead. Because her behavior is sporadic we keep her on a lead just in case she ever gets that fence open.

So, yesterday...she decides to run for it when I open the door to let her out after she has sat down. So I say "Dellyne...is that what you are supposed to do?" She stops in her tracks and proceeds to turn around and walk back towards the dog area. Except at the last minute she decides to walk behind me instead of in front of me.

I see this is not going to be good... I panic. I yell "Dellyne NO!"

She runs full speed into the dog area dragging her metal lead across BOTH my ankles.

I wanted to KILL her. It burnt for hours. I put cold water on it and it just felt like I was slowly being seared. I could feel the burn going deeper and deeper. I couldn't find any comfort for hours and they are in such odd positions that the ice packs wouldn't sit properly while they were still frozen solid.

Poor Ava, when it happened...she knew she wasn't going to get any stretching time. She bowed her head and escorted herself back into the dog area. I thought I heard her mumble something that sounded like "rumrass" when she walked passed Dellyne, but then that could of been me...in agony...

Adventures in Laundry

The other night I was up late doing laundry when I noticed a basket of laundry that I had done the night before sitting by the front door.

You see, the kids idea of helping me is to take the clothes out of the dryer, take what they need out of it leaving half of it strewn across the floor and the other half to become wrinkled in the basket.

I trudged over to the basket picking up the discarded items and pulling it over to my "laundry station" (translate: piles of folded clean clothes on the living room floor.) It's important that I note at this time I was braless and wearing a tank top as it was hot...why is that important? Let me tell you why...

As I grabbed the first beach towel and shook the wrinkles out a huge pregnant spider sailed in the air directly towards my chest where it landed somewhere in there with "the girls".

I.freaked.out.

I flipped my tank top inside out at the top and leaned forward where I preceded to beat the hell out of the girls who were flailing about from the pounding until I saw the spider land on the towel in front of me.

It was quite the scene let me tell you.

I am so glad I was the only one who was still awake. I laughed my ass off all by myself...

Am I a nut or what?