Hey everyone! I just wanted to draw your attention to the new additions to my Blogger page... (please direct your attention to the right) this is from a website called SocialVibe (socialvibe.com) and it is an application that you can add to your blog, Facebook, MySpace, and many other social sites. What does it do? Well, it's actually pretty cool, once you've signed up, for every person that visits your site, SocialVibe will donate to a cause/charity of your choice. That's it, your visitors won't have to click anything, answer any questions or any of those other pesky little things, they just have to visit your site! Also, it doesn't cost you anything to sign up either, in fact as far as I was able to see, it doesn't cost you anything ever!
So, I encourage anyone that has a blog, Facebook, MySpace or any other social site to please think about signing up for this program! Why not give a little something back to others, especially when all it involves is visiting your friends web-page?! Thanks for considering it friends! And if anyone does add the application, let me know and I'll be sure to stop by your page to help get the donations flowing! :D
Okay, so today has been rather uneventful. I was up all night, thanks to my stupid brain not wanting to shut up so I could get some sleep, trust me it was almost stabbed with a Q-tip! So needless to say I was in bed most of the day. When I finally did drag myself out from beneath the covers it was to forge for food, grab my laptop and troop back upstairs. What can I say, it was a lounge in bed and do nothing day.
Well, fast forward a few hours later to when Hubby arrives home from work. He climbs the stairs and sits with me for a little while and tells me about his day and how he encountered a woman that truly did not deserve the family she was blessed with. For she was horrible to my Hubby (who has a job as a cashier) and just really not nice to her children. The whole situation was difficult on my Hubby for the simple reasons that 1.) he shouldn't have had to deal with her and her crazy attitude problems. And 2.) he doesn't feel it's right for these kind of people to be given children, if they treat them like that. I have to say I agree with him.
Okay, sorry about the rant, but fast-forward again and my husband is wanting to play a video game to relieve some of his tension and I agree to head downstairs with him while he plays. Well, here is where we get to the highlight of our day and the end to my rambling. Hubby is already sitting on the couch when I get downstairs, I plop down next to him and work on getting in a comfy spot when the boys, (remember them? My crazy cats? Yeah they come into the picture here...) walk into the room. (For sake of helping keep them seprate we shall call them C.C. and Snap.) My first thought is "Hey, guys" and my second thought is that Snap is wanting to play fetch and he is bringing me one of his toys. Yes, Snap has taught himself how to play fetch and will often bring me a toy so we can play. Well, both of those thoughts go out of my head in a instant when I realize that the toy he has doesn't look like our usual fetch toy, and I'm thinking perhaps he dug up one of their old gray mousies from the depth of who knows where. Well, as I'm about to voice this thought I also see that this mousey has legs.... Okay, so I've rambled and rambled trying for a fancy buildup but the truth be told I realize in a instant that Snap has a real mouse in his mouth and that he is growling because C.C. keeps trying to get it! I'm telling my husband that I think it's a real mouse and he gets up and tries to get a look at it but says that he thinks it's one of their toys. I proceed to show him it is real by grabbing Snap around the scruff to make him release his prize and sure enough out plops a little gray mouse, that is not moving at all.
What do you do in a situation like this? You want to get rid of the little thing of course, but how? And how do you do it quickly without having to fight tooth and claw of your cats for it? Well, we settled on me holding the cats back by the scruff and my Hubby grabbing paper towels, wrapping it up and taking it out to the dumpster. The boys of course proceeded to search the house from top to bottom trying to figure out where Daddy hid their new toy. Yeah...lets just say they didn't find it. I for one am really shocked by all this, because in the year plus that we've lived here, this is the first mouse we've ever seen. Gotta say I didn't see it coming.
Discovered that my cats are natural mousers, and yep, today life's the cats' ball!
So life has been going semi-okay for us for a little while now. I'm playing the unemployed stay at home wife card right now, and yes, it's getting a bit old. My "children", aka my twin hellions, aka my cats, have made things interesting all day, everyday. If they're not getting into something, I start to worry and wonder what they're planning, and some of their schemes really take the cake, let me tell you!
Although, today has been really laid back for the three of us, (the boys and I) while hubby has been at work. So how has life made me it's ball today you may ask if things are pretty laid back? Well, I'll tell you. It's close to about a "normal" person's dinner time, (I say normal person's because my husband and my eating schedule is really really strange due to work schedules and such) so anyways, I decide that there's a nice looking chicken pot-pie in the freezer that would make a nice lite dinner to hold me over until tonight. So I go, heat him up in the microwave, sit down in the living room so I can have some entertainment with my "dinner", I crack into the shell of the pie and a chunk tries to escape. So I do what any other person would do to catch a steaming hot piece of pot-pie from falling and burning their leg while sitting on the edge of the couch, I try to catch it. Well, if you haven't figured out what I'm going to say happened next, you've only been skimming through my monologue! Well, while one hand is balancing the pot-pie, the other dives to catch the chunk, and the fork protruding from the pie over-balances the pie, and both fall to the carpeted floor! Although life did spare me enough to allow the pie to land on it's bottom, it did not spare me the spray of contents that shot out of the hole I made in the top, splashing onto the coffee table, floor and my bare feet.
Saved 75% of my dinner, but yep, today I'm life's ball!
Welcome to the craziness that I'm calling my blog. After seeing my sister, best friend, and husband all having blogs, I have finally decided to give in and start one of my own. There will be times during this blog that I will talk about the things going on in my life, and there may be times that I just talk about some of the crazy things that I see going on the world around me. You really never know what will happen or what to expect, heck, I don't even know what to expect is going to fall from my mind and into this blog. But thank you for reading, and if you find it interesting enough, thanks for sticking around! :D I hope you'll come visiting often!
**Rino from Disney's Bolt: yep life's his ball!**
