Musings

I just overheard Gwen saying

When I grow up I want to be a kid, then a teacher, then a mommy, then a Grandma, then a HOME TEACHER and then I want to be a great-grandma and then I don't know.

I hope she gets to be a home teacher. That would be awesome.

Finders Fee

So this morning I was reading this article on MSNBC.com about how there is so much unclaimed property in the world and all you have to do is search a free database to find if your state is holding some of your unclaimed $. So I took the liberty of searching and found that Blaine has an unclaimed property! I took some more liberties and found that his cousin, three of his uncles, my Grandpa and a business that his extended family once owned also had unclaimed money. I feel kind of like I should get a finders fee. Seriously.

So go do your search!

http://www.unclaimed.org/

(be sure you go to .org not .com )

It's totally free and they will let you know how to claim the property and you can send my finders fee by cash, check, money order or paypal. Not kidding.

And for kicks after you do your search post on here if you found anything! It was super easy to search and you can just search by last names to see if your relatives have anything. Then you can charge your very own finders fee and we can all rejoice.

Utah's site didn't say how much Blaine's thing is for, but the Texas one did and his Uncle has 108 bones just waiting for him. I bet ours is like two dollars or something, but hey...two bucks!

1968

My parents are visiting and my Dad was filling out some information about me online to see if he could get me a good rate on my auto insurance.

He was filling out my birthday and said, "December 9th....1968, right?

I scoffed and said, "yeah Dad NINETEEN SIXTY-EIGHT"

then a few minutes later he was like "so Blaine was born in 1968 too, right?"

and that is when I realized that he hadn't been kidding.

I rubbed the patch of gray hair that is sprouting on the crown of my head and walked away as a solitary tear trickled down my cheek.

EIGHTY ONE folks, that's when I was born (very nearly eighty two). My Dad thought his twenty seven year old daughter was forty one.

It's dispicable.

Babies don't keep...

I've always loved this poem. Whenever I am up with one of my kids in the middle of the night rocking them I think of the last two lines of this poem and it makes the tiredness go away, it makes me want to keep rocking forever! I have to say it was particularly true for little Bentley (who, incidentally got stung by a bee ON HIS EYE today...well, near his eye, so sad!). Bentley only got to be the baby for a little while, and one day soon he will be taller than I am, but I will remember the nights right before Ivy was born where I would sneak into his room and pick up his tired body and rock him. I was rocking my baby, cuz babies don't keep.

Anyway for those of you tired mothers out there, I hope you enjoy this poem!

Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo

The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

- Ruth Hulbert Hamilton

MTM

My apologies for the lack of blogging, I have family in town and I am too busy having fun!

I made it to the gym all three times last week, but unfortunately my weigh in this morning was 134.5. So I gained a half a pound. That may be due to the eclair cake I ate last night, and also Janssen's Lemon Cake, and also all of the popcorn, ice cream, and so on that comes with having family in town. (PS, for those of you who never order a strawberry shake at chick-fil-a because you are watching your weight...you should order one, because there is nothing better. Or better yet, have your mom and dad order one to share but then you eat most of it).

Let's just consider me off of the bandwagon for the treat thing until they leave town. Life's too short.

In more embarrassing news....at the gym today my leg started spasming or cramping or something while I was going hog wild on the elliptical and so, being the genius I am, I lifted up my leg to shake it out. My other leg was still going 150mph on the other side of the elliptical (I guess I thought it would magically stop or something). So I totally flew off of the elliptical all off of balance and crazy like. Much to the amusement of my fellow gym goers.

Nothing like falling off the elliptical to start your day ; )

Blogging to resume next monday!

So I married a genius!

AND HE GOT MY PICTURES BACK FOR FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Top o' the Muffin to you

Thanks Ang for the witty blog post title : )

Okay. Well. I said that I would get back on the bandwagon and I did. Kind of.

Good news:

I worked out three times this week! Woo hoo!

Bad news:

I ate about ten thousand treats. It's Easter time and being the loving mother I am I had to eat some of Gwen's candy, so the sugar bugs wouldn't get her teeth. Had to take one for the team there.

Good news:

I bought an MP3 player! I decided on the Sansa Clip. It was on sale! Woohoo. So now I can elliptical to the tunes of Mika and the Scissor Sisters, and High School Musical. Gotta get my head in the game, you know?


Somewhat good news:

My weigh in? 135.

Better news?

On the other scale at the gym, the one I usually weigh in on, my weigh in was 134.

So I guess you could say I lost three pounds. Or you could also say I lost two, but then you would be a pessimist. Not to mention a big fat jerk.

See you next week!