I was in an odd kind of reminicent mood when I bid for these on ebay.

Odd pleasures

At xmas the girls were given chocolate candy coins in their stockings. I am a sadistic mother who enjoys handing Meila real coins to see her struggle trying to open them. I also get a big kick by meowing and tricking my sister's dog into thinking a cat is nearby. Of course it is even more amusing when I lock the doggy door and the dog tries to run outside to scare the cat and then bounces right off the door that she expects to swing open for her. I can't help but laugh as I remember that one. I have been known to pour ice cold water on my husband while he is in the shower. Another time I put a plastic cockroach in his cereal box. Oh- that was a funny one too. Once when I worked as a "customer care representative" for a certain phone company I copied down a very rude, mean, jerky caller's address. Then I took it upon myself to make sure that he got a dozen or so subscriptions to magazines like High Times, play girl, nudist resorts, Out, and so forth. I put shampoo in a college roommates tooth paste because she had the audacity to kiss my future soulmate. I think that I inherit these devious / practical joker traits from my father. For years he made me think that I layed an egg. I don't know how he slipped it under me but I thought that I was something special for quite a while.

The last post- after about 6 or 7 of these. Please Post comments appopriately. Yes I can not spell.

Publish thought now!

If IT COULD ONLY BE SO EASY! Lets now take the caps off. Hey Lets start off by asking how are e You?? _______ If only you could fill the blank with a word to say exactly how and what you were feeling at that exact moment.
anyhow- don't expect too much from me- ( I highly doubt anybody ever has)).
there was once this boy named Brian. Not my husband as he is a Bryan with a Y. He will let you know it or at least he would when he was trying to make his identity differentiated from everybody else's. But this boy Brian was os sweet and I was so sur that I was going to beable to have him "Saved". Then life would of been swell. But to think that this Brian had a personality and self rootedness of his own he did not go for the the passing by of girl in search of her own identity. Instead he looked towards himself and rejected the falseness that appeared ad genuinely thought was sincere of me. Teaching me a lesson 10 years later. What's the lesson? Not quite sure myself but learning as I get older and supposedly wiser. Did you know that I a highly immoral person that is not fit to care for my 14 year old sister for a few weeks? My step father will let that be known by not letting my lil sis visit this summer. Read my blog and you will understand and take his side too. Did you know that I have kids? DId ou know that I am responsible for them? Beter call Social services...

hmph

9 blissfull years

Obviously a little sarcasm within the title. Never less today also known as the Ides of March was Mr. and Mrs. Loar's 9th anniversary. I am so happy that we decided to spend our lives together. We wined, dined and movied. Pinot Grigioed, Morretied, and Spaglished.

Living vicariously

Isn't the whole point to having kids is so that you can live vicariously through them? I am just starting to find out this method of reasoning does not work so well when you have a stubborn child. You see when I was in high school I had a bit of an addiction. A converse addiction. Those of you who knew me at that age would remember the numerous pairs of Chuck Taylors I adorned. It was a bit silly to have so many but hey I was 15 and trying to find my identity. (Funny side note how I was trying to find my identity by using someone elses brand) Anyhow fast forward 13 years and see me battling it out with an almost 2 year old. I wanted her to wear her incredibly cute pink high tops. Yet after a 10 minute fight of wills I gave up. She will only allow her pink sparkle shoes on her royal footsies.

Friday

Today I was so unproductive it was ridiculous. I didn't even productively take a nap. I was so tired I thought that it was inevitable but silly me tried to lie down with Meila. She picked at my eyelashes and tugged on my hair. The hair tugging usually is a comfort object kind of thing and means she is sleepy but not today.
The day started out fairly well. I took a shower in the morning and got half way dressed. (Meaning the top of me is dressed for the day and the bottom is ready for a pajama party) I fed the kids both breakfast and lunch. Got Anya's school work together and that's about it. To think I had such big plans for today. The floor was going to get vacuumed. The laundry was going to be put away. The floor was most likely never going to get mopped but it would of least not have had cheerios scattered all over it.
Bryan just came home from work so I really should get out of his pajamas and put on my role as the domestic goddess.
Was that beer bottles clinking I heard?

Here's the deal

I don't think the source of extra chump change is working out so well. I have a friend who believes in the power of positive thinking or at least she was going that route the last time I saw her. Anyhow I will be positive about making lots and gobs of money by having google ads on my site. <--------- Enter happy face signal here.

Okay - I spoke to the public defender in Hawaii who is going to help me out with my "situation". Basic idea is that I plead no contest and he takes care of it in court. I pay a $100 fine and then we are done with this "situation". What a relief....<---------Enter sighing face here.

Last night I went to a movie all by my lonesome self. That was a first. It was Tuesday night in which Bryan usually stays home with the girls so I may indulge myself with clay, but I was much more in an entertain me kind of mood. Kinda feeling like I had cabin fever. Anyhow, the movie was Sideways which I thoroughly enjoyed and laughed outloud to. And then this afternoon I watched I Heart Huckabees which was very strange and in my opinion it seemed like they were trying to hard to be wierd funny. (Think Being John Malkevich) But that's just my opinion.