Say WHAT?

Umm, might want to rethink this one...

Table Talk...

Dinner last night...
Garrett: "Mommmmeeeeeee, I farted." (huge smile)

Mommy: "Garrett, you should say excuse me when that happens." (in my "mommy voice")

Garrett: "It's not for butts"

Mommy: "What's not for butts?"

Garrett: "Excuse me is not for butts...only for mouffs."

Mommy: "Well, if your butt makes a noise...you need to say excuse me."

Garrett: "But it's only for mouffs not butts."

Okie dokie then.....

Over 40 years of experience...

Yes, it's true OVER, MORE....whatever you wanna say, however you wanna say it....I have that much experience. Poor OLD me! Yes, Hormones + fatness+ birthday = PITY PARTY!!!! Before I turned the big 4-0 last year, I swore I was gonna lose this weight...ummmm, didn't happen. Then last year I said, okay, this is it - you can do it. And I gave myself another year...welp, here we are again and right back to the same pep talk..."I can do it - I can lose the weight - I'll start walking (or streakin' which is now the popular thing among some fitness buffs). And somehow, when I go home tonight, I'll be sooooooo dang tired that I'll do well to get dinner on the table, kids bathed and in bed before 8:30 and by then...EXERCISE?! What?! Ain't happenin! Then I say, okay, go to bed and get up in the morning and exercise...so I try, but I end up going to sleep around midnight or so then try to get up at 4:45 or so to exercise. Guess what?! Yep, ain't happenin'. So I feel like a big rotten slug of a loser which makes me wanna eat the thing I LURVE most....chocolate. Feel like a bigger loser...eat more chocolate...loser...chocolate...loser...chocolate....you see the cycle here....right?

Okay, I guess that's enough pity partying....I don't think even I can stand much more! ACK!

Nuvi 660 - AWESOME

My DH bought me the Garman Nuvi 660 for my birthday! It is totally awesome...it's a bluetooth (very cool hands free gabbing), Mp3 player, photo album, FM radio...I mean, the list goes on and on. He was so worried I wouldn't like....puh-lease! That's going to provide me with hours of techno-fiddlin'! NOW, I can locate all of YOU with the touch of a button....ARE YOU SCARED?!!!
mou-wah-ha-ha-ha (that's sinister laughter in case you didn't know)