Christmas in July!

That's right. You heard me. We're dragging the fake tree down from the attic and decking the halls. Or our friend's back yard. We've decided that, this year, July 25th will be Christmas in July. 

It's something I've always wanted to do. Ever since I can remember, the novelty of it has made my brain tingle. I actually have friends that find this as amusing as I do, so my silly little idea will come to fruition in less than a week. 

We're grilling and decorating a tree. And there will be obnoxious Christmas music. Ho ho ho!

Dinner... Tomorrow?

I thought ahead, which for me is rare. But I pulled pork chops out of the freezer last night. I put them into the crock pot this morning with apricot preserves, brown sugar, cinnamon, allspice, garlic powder, ginger, and mandarin oranges. Then I get a phone call from Jas. 

We're going to his parents for dinner. Tonight. Family is in town. I can understand that. So we'll eat this tomorrow. With rice and green beans. But I don't have to cook tonight... oh wait. I already did.

Baby Update: Much Ado About the Potty

Beans is now a year and half old. And I'm ready for potty training. But as you know there is always a but...

The toilet in our house is sad. It is sad because Beans won't put her cute little bum on it. At all. It only results in a nude, hovering butt attached to an arched back which is attached to a neck which houses vibrating vocal chords and holds up a darling blonde head and angry red face. Yeah. She just screams.

So I fear that she may just not be ready even though I am. I don't like diapers. Bad for the planet, bad for my wallet, and ever filling my trash can. I'm done.

MISSION: Figure out how to get that powder white booty on the porcelain throne.

I Call Shenanigans!

I got a phone call from a number from area code 423. They knew my name and said I'd won a $1000 shopping spree. I was "offered" magazine subscriptions for the price of shipping and handling only and told my $1000 would arrive in the mail in 3 to 5 business days. All they "needed" was to confirm my credit card number and expiration date. 

What made this one tricky is that they claimed to be from "American Publisher" which is a real BBB registered company with an "A" rating. I called the number the BBB had and asked if they had offices in Tennessee (which is where that number is from) and they said absolutely not. They are based in Illinois (and the two representatives I talked to were very nice). If you get a call DO NOT give them your info! Call the police and report them please!

However I do have to say that if this a legitimate company and I'm wrong, I apologize. The cops won't bug you and I'm just out $1000. So really if you're not trying to steal my credit card information, it's my loss.

But it's like they say, if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and sounds like a duck, it's probably not a moose.

Random Thursday

Yeah, I've missed a couple. 

Random is an adverb.

I'm struggling here.

Laundry to the Left of me, Laundry to the Right...

Here I am, stuck in the middle folding. Yes, it's now Thursday. I forgot to blog yesterday and Tuesday. As a favourite writer of mine once said, my ambition is hadicapped by my laziness. But I have good news. I've done at least two loads (washed, dried, folded, and put away) each day. I'm making progress. My husband can get dressed in the morning without asking where the clean socks are. I still have some work to do. Starting on the piles of sheets today. My sister and her boyfriend are coming for the weekend and I need to get some serious cleaning done along with clean sheets on the bed.

Till then, my peoples, let the washing machine spin.