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The person who keeps it all together (mostly) with the aide of coffee!

ATTEMPTING TO AVOID THE HONEY DO LIST-WITH UPDATE

Dave, oh how I love him even if he’s attempting to avoid the ‘honey do list’, lol.  Today’s effort of avoidance was slightly successful for about the 5 minutes.  Oh yes David Scott Ghantt that medicine cabinet will be hung today [evil laugh]

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Christy: Oh and now my lovely cabinet is up!

cabinet
I’d show you the cabinet on the wall but my tablet has a dead battery so here’s just a pic of what was put up as a placeholder 😀
😉

Dave: Life Lesson for the day? Don’t think you’re wife will forget what you have been putting off even with this and the other 3 distractions you attempted 

Christy: Why’s he home from work though you wonder?

Dave: Well, they moved me to the night shift starting today.

Christy: No more sunburn or roasting in the 100℉ or more Jacksonville weather!

Dave: There is that, it’ll be nice for a change. Still want to move somewhere cooler though.

Christy: I’m with you I’m over the weather here to be honest.

Dave: Florida Seasons- Hot, Cold, Hurricane, Tourist

Christy: [laughing] Isn’t there something else on the list you promised you’d help with today?

Dave: Drat.

Christy: [batting eyelashes]

Dave: Now who’s trying to distract whom?

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Update 8:25PM

Christy: I find that I need to update the blog post for today and change the category from Miscellaneous Ramblings to One of Those Days, lol.

So far I have managed to:

  1. Break a glass filled with soda when trying to crack my back (do you really wanna know? [grin] it involved a desk chair, a slippery shirt, and some wild flailing that resembled someone trout fishing that ended with me on the ground and broken glass all over the place.
  2. Soak my outfit courtesy of a new hole in the garden hose after painting a wall and going out to clean the supplies off.
  3. Spill chocolate sauce all over the clean outfit I’d put on after the hose incident when the chocolate decided to spill over the side of the little bowl I’d gotten because it tilted while I was slapping at my ankle where a mosquito had managed to attack me indoors…..

Yeah, I might as well just brush my teeth and go to bed now and save myself from any other weird stuff, lol.

THE PENCIL, THE TEST, AND THE CHOCOLATE BAR

Christy: Time for your spelling test! Woohoo!
Bellatrix: [not looking impressed at all] I need a place to take my test
Christy: Well, lets clear your desk off again and put the last papers away
[clearing of desk from math]
Bellatrix: [growl] Mom! I don’t need another pencil
Christy: It rolled man, it wanted to help
Bellatrix: Sorry Mom, I’m a bit cray cray
Christy: I feel ya hon, it’s a dreary day
Bellatrix: [mumbling under breath] I wish I had some chocolate
Christy: [yoda impression] Ah yes, chocolate, learning quickly the secrets of womanhood you are.

(photo of spelling test)

Bellatrix: [facepalm] You’re so weird Mom

Christy: [grinning] “Unrepentantly” (said in test giving voice)

Bellatrix: [snort] I’m not trying to spell that

ODD SNIPPETS

Dave: We’ve decided to start another category Christy: We’re  calling it “Kid Bits”

Dave: Because our youngest tosses out some interesting observations and zingers sometimes, lol.

Here’s the most recent…

Christy: So Bella is reading The Number Devil (great book btw)

and she sees an illustration of a whole line of numbers and is like, “Wow, look at that long number” and I was like, “Yeah you could start counting now and not stop til the day you die and you still wouldn’t be done counting because numbers go on forever”

She was pretty impressed of course and threw out some of the higher numbers she’s heard and asked if it was more than that which I confirmed. So she nods and goes back to reading. A couple minutes later I heard…. ‘You know Mom, dying happens when you relax too hard’

Dave: [facepalm]

Christy: I really don’t know where she comes up with this stuff

Dave: [shaking head and laughing] But she might be right

MY KIDS ARE TOO LITERAL FOR THEIR OWN GOOD

I am just completely flabergasted, yet again, by one of my children.  Bellatrix wrote a poem for her class the other day and today was her turn to read it.  We of course couldn’t find it in the pile of work we didn’t file away the other day so I wrote it down from memory for her to read (it wasn’t that long) Well, she read it all right but stumbled over a couple words because I had chicken scratch going on today and then when the teacher asked if she wrote it or if Mom did my kid was like “Mom did” and well,

yes, I literally wrote it…out. for. her. 

:roll:

Of course we did in fact find her (paper she had herself written on) poem after her last class when we were shuffling papers before doing Study Island 

OMGS, this isn’t the first time something like this has happened, you’ll recall that she didn’t elaborate on what she comprehended during an exam because the teacher “should have been paying attention to what the story when it was being read” [faceplam]

Oh she’s not the only one though, her brother is like that too.  I’ll never forget Stephan when he was little and he’d gotten in trouble for something and his dad was giving him a talking to and was waiting for Steph to reply but the poor kid was so nervous because he knew he’d messed up that nothing was coming out, lol.  That’s when his father looks at him and says, “Well spit it out already”

And Steph literally spit on the floor at his dad’s feet.

It took a supreme amount of effort for us to hold in the laughter that was attempting to erupt let me tell you.

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So two of my kids don’t get jokes or figurative speech sometimes, and it’s my fault, they get it from me. I’m not going to lie I bust out laughing one day in the middle of walking into the mall a few years ago when I finally “got” the commercial “Every Kiss Begins with Kay” Oh yeah, I for years thought to myself of course it begins with the letter K.  

So, in honor of all the other literal thinkers out there, those of us who sometimes make our families crazy I wanted to share with you more Future geniuses! – Kids who are too literal for their own good.

IT’S DIRTY WORK

Literally.

I needed to fix a part of my garden that just wasn’t growing veg properly.

The issue? Too much peat moss

The solution? 2 bags of topsoil and a bag of cow manure compost.

Bellatrix: Why is it cow manure?

Christy: Because it didn’t come from a horse.

Bellatrix: What is it?

Christy: Poop

Bellatrix: [puts hands on hips] Seriously? That horse that was here left some and that was free, why did you buy ours?

Christy: The horse didn’t leave enough to do any good except for the grass it landed on and we live in a world where you literally pay for sh……errrr…poop.

DAVE BUTT DIALED ME

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So the phone just rang and the ID said Dave so I answered it… and he wasn’t there. He butt dialed me somehow. I’m not sure how he keeps doing it he’s got a frickin Moto G for the love of Pete but this happens at least once a month, lol.

So what’s a wife to do when faced with this?

Well,  here’s how it went…

Audio Player00:0000:0000:31Use Up/Down Arrow keys to increase or decrease volume.
Me: hello
(listening to an echo)
Hellllloooooo
(better echo to hear)
Daaaaaavvvveeee
(grinning)
Oh Daaaaaaavvvvveeee
(giggle)
You butt dialed me again!
(longer impressive echo)
[in a deeper voice]
David
(laughsnort)
David this is God
(thinking wow that’s pretty dang impressive)
[still in the deeper voice]
David Scott, this is God and you have butt dialed me, please state the reason for your call….

So I’m about rolling on the floor now and he still didn’t answer no matter how many times I called his name so I hung up, but that was funny and the last bit echoed about as good as being in a canyon. Thank you honey for brightening my day with your buttocks

COLLIN

Had to take Dave into work this morning so I’d have the car to take kiddo to the dentist today. What an adventure at 6 am! The funniest part though was just before we got to his work site we heard the telling “I have to use the bathroom” from the backseat

(maybe grabbing that drink for kiddo wasn’t such a good idea when we stopped for gas)

At any rate there was no holding it according to Bella and we were in the middle of nowhere of course. We hear a little “Am I going to have to use the river to tinkle?” from the backseat that just has us shaking our heads. Maybe we shouldn’t let her watch Survivor Man?

After we assured her that she wouldn’t have to do that and wondering about the logistics for a tick because she’s fully geared out in cold weather clothes at the moment (yes even Florida gets cold in the winter) and wondering once again where she gets these ideas, Dave suggests she hold it until after he’s dropped off and we can swing by the Roo we’d passed because all they have at his work site is the porta potty.

There was no holding it according to kiddo so when we got to the site kiddo was directed to where she needed to go.

A few minutes later a much happier child comes running back to the car hollering, “I got to use the Collin!” And then we were off on our return trip. I again hear a little voice from the backseat, “Hey Mom, that Collin was pretty cool, surprisingly they just had a big hole cut out and of course there was a seat but I wonder how they empty it.”

“Collin?” I say. “What are you talking about?” To which she replied. “Mom, they named their toilet Collin, how cool is that?”

ONLY OUR KID WOULD DO THIS

Only our kid! So the youngest (and only one under 18) she had a test with the teacher today for reading speed and comprehension and all that, she whizzes through it with no problems at all until the teacher asks her what the story she just read was about and Bellatrix was like, “Handprints” (the story was about some clay handprints some kids made in class for their mom). So the teacher asked if there was anything else and Bellatrix was like “I do not recall” [facepalm] and so the the teacher was like, “ooooookkkaaayyyy”

So then we’re done and I looked at Bella and asked why she didn’t tell her the rest of what she’d read and kiddo answered…

“She heard me read the story she should have been paying attention”

HAPPY & SWEET NEW YEAR

Dave: Why not?

Christy: [rolling eyes] Seriously?

Dave: Yeah

Christy: Fine but I’m not driving to the store.

Dave: [pouting]

Christy: Don’t give me the eyes you know it only works for Bella, the traffic sucks today.

Dave: [hollering] Bellaaaaaaa!

Bella: [pitter pattering out] Yeah?

Dave: Give Mom the face.

Bella: [pouting and puppy eyes]

Christy: Daddy wants you to go to the store with him [grinning]

Bella: Ice Cream!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dave: [sigh] Fine, I’ll go.

Christy: [grin] I thought so.

Dave & Christy: May your New Year be as sweet as an ice cream sundae!