I Didn't Mean To Stay Quiet So Long, Though

Hello again, readers!

I have just been so busy. I know that excuse won't hold water with some of you, because you understand the housework part of my job of Homemaker. Sure, I probably could have put something up here. But when I tell you some of the exciting news around here, you will maybe forgive me for a week or two of distance?

On Tuesday last week, Oct. 7, DH and I should have been awake when the phone rang. SIL's babysitter was sick, and SIL needed someone to watch the Niecephews. I sleepily agreed. And then rushed to get out of the house in less than an hour, and over there as soon as possible, so BIL could go to work.

We had a blast! We played so much, I thought Gum Drop was going to fall over where he stopped, and sleep for hours. Thinking back on my own childhood, I realized that the most fun we had playing indoors on cool days was building forts out of couch cushions and blankets and bed sheets. Jelly Bean had already watched an episode of Dora where they had to go through a tunnel. I got smart, and pulled an ottoman away from its over-sized chair, and strew a throw blanket over it, and called it a tunnel.

As you can see, I was blessed with awesome helpers! This was well into the process, they wouldn't let it stay up long enough for me to get a picture.

We learned action verbs. Over....

Under....

....and last, but not least is Through!

There was much tickling and more laughing that day than I have had in a long time. Those kids do me good. They remind me how much fun life can be, and how to use my imagination again.

Gum Drop is learning quickly how to talk, and he is walking and chasing and running now. He said, ever so clearly, "Drink", "Thank You", "No", and I am certain that he tried to say "Pacifier". They tell me now he also says "Hot Dog", but I didn't hear that one. He says "Uh-Oh" and then drops his cup on the floor, which if it weren't so ornery would be funny. He waits for an audience, does something cute, and then yays for himself. He likes very much to test fate, and looks at you with a sneaky grin if he knows he is doing something that he knows not to. Like climbing on the coffee table, for one. SIL says he is Sneaky, FAST, and Persistent. And, boy oh boy, is she right about her boy!

Before the laptop gives me any more funny noises, I am going to take a short intermission.

Cue the Dramatic Music...

So Much For Staying Quiet

So much for keeping politics off the blog.

I watched the VP Debate. I don't want to tell you whom to vote for. I don't want to question YOUR intelligence. The politicians, however, I seriously want to question.

I wanted Sarah Palin to be a lot more forceful against Joe Biden's lies. And they were outright lies, make no mistake. He is wrong on so many issues, and he flipped and flopped all over himself to accept the nomination. It is seriously disgusting. He said he thought that John McCain would make a better President than Barak Obama. Out loud and on tape.

Joe Biden was misquoting someone, and added his own thoughts... and in the process contradicted himself. I wonder how many people caught it? Glenn Beck didn't even write it in his own notes on the debate. First he said the surge didn't work, and then said we needed more troops in the very next sentence. I don't think there was a breath in there. Jerk. The surge DID work, even some Democrats will say so.

Joe Biden acted for a while like he was talking down to everyone. But I noticed that Sarah Palin gained confidence as the debate wore on. She asked him right up front "can I call you Joe?" and then used that against him, "say it ain't so, Joe!". She appeals to the realness of middle America. She is a working mom with all the same issues every other mom in America has... double over some. She kept her composure, didn't mispronounce words (except repeatedly saying "nucyoular" instead of "nuclear", but that is an area dialect issue and made me want to hit mute...), and didn't mince words. I just wish she had used some force.

I don't like that Sarah didn't answer some of the questions in the direct manner that was desired by the moderator (and Joe Biden), but I believe that she proved that she would be careful and would be totally prepared to take over should the worst possible end happen to John McCain. I don't think he is in danger of death in the next four years, any more than I think Dick Cheney is going to keel over tomorrow. The "good old boys" are not in that bad a state of health.

I wrote down a thought, but I can't remember who said what sparked the thought. One of them said we were not perfect... and I thought, no, we can't be perfect. But the Founding Fathers knew that, and made a point of saying that we were trying to form a "more perfect union". We (They) were trying to create the best option on Earth. I thnk they succeeded, and following generations have improved upon the basic start. I don't want to say that we are perfect, because that is too high a standard. We are, however, and will continue to be THE single greatest Nation on planet Earth.

I believe that Obama wants to manipulate that Nation to his own benefit. I don't want him leading my Country. I will, however, stand with him if he wins the election. I will, in the words of Hillary Clinton, express my Patriotic feelings by dissenting every stinking step of the long abusive four years. I hope that my vote, your vote and every vote that comes in prevents Obama/Biden from living in the White House. You can, and should, vote your opinion, heart, and issues. These are just mine.

Cindy McCain may want to redecorate, as many women before her.

But what if Michelle Obama paints the house black?

Discount Spelling Causes Business Laughs Galore

Word of the Post
Today's word is: palindrome
/pal"in*drome/ noun
The word literally means to run back again. This is the term for a word or phrase that is the same both forward and backward. Examples: Hannah, lol, madam. Go check out Weird Al Yankovic's song called BOB. The whole of the lyrics are palindromes.
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I just want to say that I have not forgotten my blog. I have not forgotten any of my diligent readers. I have taken pictures, so this should make up for the lack of words, right?

This is a local Discount Tire store that recently opened. They need a new sign painter, can you tell me why?

This is the first Cat Scan of the cool box we got from Flea. Marvel is soft and sweet, and curious to know what was in the box. I think the package passed the scan.

This was the Second Opinion. Mystic is very good at knowing when something is not for her, and getting into it anyway. By now, the box has been opened, emptied, and still passed the thorough scan.

The mug came! DH was so excited! He is the one who won the contest for her picture, and he chose to get a mug (the other choice was a t-shirt) with his own caption. Would this qualify Fred and Bessie as LOLCows? (As opposed to LOLCats with their own website.)

The caption that won the day and the mug! I still have yet to see DH use his mug, but it has been washed and is now waiting for his hot cocoa. We need cooler weather so he can be happy to drink hot cocoa.

Not to gross you out or anything, but this was my work today. We had a wooden seat that was old, and cracked and needed to be changed. This job took me almost an hour and a half. The removal of the old took FOREVER! The cleaning up and attachment of the new (pictured here) took less than ten minutes. Yeah, I took a shower after this, because... eew.

There are these pretty flowers that grow in the summer at my house. There were once daffodil bulbs in the little flower patch by the porch. I don't even know what this stuff is, but it is brilliantly pink, and there is just one localized patch of them. I have several pictures of them. I also had the mosquito bites to prove that I was outside in the cool, cool, cool of the evening for more that two seconds.

THIS is the oddest picture I think I shall ever see. This is a marching band, in the shape of the State of Oklahoma (it is upside down from his nosebleed seat).

This was taken by MY DH, at the Oklahoma State vs. Troy football game this past Saturday. Now, anyone who knows my DH knows that he is an OU (University of Oklahoma) fan, and that naturally means he is not an OSU fan. But when you get free tickets handed to you, you take them, no matter what team you watch.

DH's friend from his Friday Night Finals job had an extra ticket, and offered to take DH to the game. DH was a good boy, and didn't wear OU stuff to an OSU game. He went because I said he could, and because he loves college football. He had a blast, and both Oklahoma teams won against past troubles. All in all, it was a good night. I was surprised he wanted to go.

This is my friend Pam and her daughter Tulle, playing the "Beating Nemo" game at a gathering after a church service. The tail gave way long before the rest of the fish gave up its candy. Tulla is a cutie, and when everyone had gotten their fill of destroying the pinata, DH was standing nearby while Pam and Tulle and I were cleaning candy off the ground. She didn't say anything to him, but she went and got his hand, and brought him over to "help" pick up the candy. We all got a good laugh out of it. Pam said that DH had been told, and that he was expected to help. He stopped helping when Tulle went back inside... the ground is a long way down from 6 ft up.

"He touched the butt!" This is the punishment for being Nemo. He pooped Tootsie Rolls. It was way more violent than a church group should have had so much fun with.

This is my MIL petting the biggest dog I have seen in a long time. A few weeks ago, we went to DH's Great Uncle's funeral in TX. This was Great Uncle's dog, Klondike. Gentle Giant of a dog, sweet and friendly, and just looking for someone to scritch his ears.

He was as big as half the couch. He is getting old, too. It took a lot to get up from the floor when he laid down... and he laid down right in the middle of the room several times. There were so many of us in the house, poor Klondike was always in the way. What would you do for a Klondike dog? I did a lot of ear scritching. And I nearly lost a leg when he sat on me! I was originally in that seat he is blocking, and my circulation was cut off. DH said once that he could eat our two cats, and nobody would notice. (Of course the cats would notice, and I would notice them missing!)

Tomorrow, if not before, one of my friends is having her third baby. She is scheduled for a C-section tomorrow morning, really early. I am going to help her dad with babysitting her twins while she is early in the hospital. Yep, you read that right. She has twin boys, and is having another boy with this delivery. Did I mention that the twins are barely over a year old? No? Oh, well that seemed important. The boys are so cute, and another will only be more cuteness in the world. Her husband works so hard, and at last news to me, was looking for another job.

I need to go shopping. If it were only for shoes and hair bands, it would be fun, but this is for staples. Not the kind that go into paper, the kind that are required shopping list items.

Enjoy your adventures this week!