Here We Go Again

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Today has been an up and down day. My dumb asthma is acting up again. Those antihistamines, inhalers, and codeine about due me in. Last night I had to leave the studio with an asthma attack, and today I haven't felt myself. Oh well, on to bigger and quieter things.

The rumor mill has finally been confirmed...we are having a wedding....thank goodness! The little girls have been beside themselves waiting for Shyla to get her ring. Cooper told us if they didn't hurry up, she was going to call Russ and see what the problem was...obviously, she doesn't have to do that now. Oh the stress of it all!

I took a trip to Barnes and Nobles to buy a wedding planning book. Do you have any idea how many wedding planning books there are out there....so many I could have spent all day looking at them. I did eliminate the Buddist one though. Don't need to worry about that one. Do you
realize, you could have almost any religion, and combine it with most any tradition and come up with a wedding? For instance, maybe a buddhist wedding with a zoo theme. Can't you just see those elephants walking around. Or an Egyptian themed, Baptist one.

Anyway, I did buy a couple of books, and a Brides magazine. Cymbre is loving looking at the Brides magazine, and I got a couple of good articles to read about things to remember for a wedding.

I have decided that I need about 50,000 little helpers to get this wedding off the ground? Has anyone seen some wedding helpers running around looking for work? I'm sure I have something I need help with, like dresses, or maybe someone to wrangle those crazy straight pins back into their box so I can find them when I need to sew. And, my measuring tape decided to go on strike this week....can you believe it had a fit when I found another measuring tape in a drawer that I didn't even know was there? Talk about drama queen!! You would think that the yard stick was taking control of the entire measuring process, and that there would never be a need for a measuring tape again. AND, the scissors starting cutting up ribbons today in revolt. They don't think the ribbon should get their own drawer, the scissors want the green drawer! Give me a break! Who ever heard of scissors deciding they needed their own drawer? The tangled mess in the thread drawer was too much for me to face today...to much codeine in my system. I could never sort out five colors of orange tangled thread, and then add the black, blue and purple, and I would have to go to a rubber room, so I just closed the drawer. I think I will save that drawer for a rainy day, when I have nothing better to do....and we all know when that will be.

The pattern file is feeling a bit hungry since I got rid of a lot of patterns that I will never sew again. I mean really, who needs bell bottoms, and will I ever make my prom dress again....I think not. Dad is not into going to the prom these days. Can you just see us at the prom? I even parted with my favorite maternity dress pattern...no for your information I am not planning on ever needing it again! And Dad doesn't mind if I get rid of it either!

Cymbre and Cooper are really into making up new big brother rules, and enjoyed talking to their newest big brother on the phone tonight. Russ is a good sport, and wrote them all down, now we will see if they even remember them when he comes to visit in May. They just might, they spent all day thinking them up. All of us, yes even the Texas Mayflies, who are so abundant right now are so excited about Russ and Shyla. We just can't wait to meet him in person. Just like when Caleb brought Holly home! However, Russ does get the benefit of not having to sit through a dance competition like Holly did, but she was such a trooper!

I finally got to see the top of the dining room table today, well, not the whole top, just part of the top. All the goodie boxes and birthday boxes are mailed, so there is just a little bit of Easter stuff for the little ones left on the one end. I sat there looking at that table today, when it dawned on me that I haven't put the liquid gold stuff on it for ages. I might even get a good shine if I did it again. However, when I went to look for the Liquid Gold, I discovered a cleaning rag convention was blocking the door, so I could never get in because I didn't have my cleaner's union card. I didn't know I needed a union card, so I guess I am now on some sort of probation. I don't know, I couldn't really understand rag language. But I did understand they weren't happy when they all starting throwing themselves at me and landing on my foot. I got the definite impression they were not working for someone who was so low on the totem pole as to not have a union card. Maybe I could borrow Dad's...does anyone know if Dad has one? All I can say, you better watch out for angry cleaning rags, who knows what would happen if they get the scrubbing bubbles on their side. Maybe I can hold them back with the bleach in the spray bottle!

And I had a dilemma today, how do you kill a tiny spider who is crawling down the tile grout when your shoe is not curved enough to reach down in the grout to smash it? It might not be a dilemma to some of you, but these type of spiders can jump, and I was not in any mood to have the thing land on any place on my body...had that experience before, and take my word for it, it wasn't pleasant. Do not tell me to just use a tissue, that leaves spider guts on the tile grout, and I don't have time to scrub it. After all I have a wedding to plan. Actually, I think it was the baby of the spider that likes to live above the back door during rainstorms, and then when you open the door when the rain is over, it likes to jump down on you. Scares the grud out of the little girls all the time. So the big part of my dilemma is to get rid of this baby before it grows up and decides to sit up high somewhere and wait to jump on some poor innocent person walking below.

We are having outside pestilence issues also. It seems like the fire ants have decided that they LOVE our yard this year. Dad is now waging chemical warfare against them. I guess just mowing the tops of the hills off wasn't enough of a message to get them to move. Dad already treated the yard once, but today these yellow pellets of stuff have shown up. I don't know the score, but will count the ant hills in the morning while I wait at the bus stop. I am rooting for Dad to win, but he IS fighting about a million gazillion to one! He may have to resort to pure Diazinon like he used to do when we lived in Houston the first time....only problem there is that it kills the grass if you pour it on full strength! Does the ants in too!

Here's the news broadcast for tonight: WE DO NOT NEED ANY MORE COLOR BOOKS AT OUR HOUSE! I must have found a million color books the last few days. We have Little People ones, Barney ones, Blue's Clues, and Wiggles, and those Living Scripture ones. We have circus ones, and princess ones, and animal ones, and dog ones. We have dolly ones, and zoo ones, and ninja turtle ones, and GI joe, and there's even a few pages of Transformers. I bet we have enough coloring pages to let every starving kid in Africa color one! This is really a problem when they are combined with the 10,000,000 crayons that have taken over the ENTIRE FLOOR space under Dad's desk! I had to get a bigger container. It seems that the poor blue one at the bottom was suffering terrible cramps being stuck at the bottom of the heap! Give me a break, how do crayons get cramps, they have no insides! And did you know, we had a whole nudist crayon colony living right here in our house. Just think what would happen if that news got out! Those little troublemakers just shed their clothes whenever and wherever they feel like it. And have you ever tried to dress a color crayon? Those clothes just rip, and there is no sewing them back together! Tape makes them to stiff...and staples make them a funny shape. So you just have to leave them naked!!! I sure hope the neighbors don't get wind of this situation...who knows where they might cart Dad and I off to.

Well, I feel the codeine kicking in, thank goodness, I have been coughing all day. It's enough to make you crazy!! No, I am not crazy, drunk, or passed out in the corner yet. Just give me another hour or so though.

All you kids remember who you represent on this earth, and have a great day. Talk to your Heavenly Father today....and remember that I love you.

Mom