I know I have not blogged for a while. I was away far off in some wonderful foreign country called Jamaica, got home and am trying hard to get back into the groove of things.

Vacation was wonderful, everything I ever expected and more. The Butler I got upgraded to ROCKED MY SOCKS OFF with nothing but treating me like a queen for a week, it was GREAT.

However, I do have a confession. I think…I’m just bored with blogging. I’m bored with my blog, but on the flip side, I’m not bored with everyone else’s blog.

I can sit here and rant and rave or B R A G if you will about how wonderful my life is going, how great LM is and how fast he’s growing. I can tell you that he scored his first ever soccer goal in a “real” game. I can rant about how I signed him up for flag football and I’m just a little wee bit nervous about that – especially since he likes to tackle and is not going to grab for the flag.

I can tell you that I’m working my ass off with two jobs and tired. I can tell you how I pay my mom to clean my house because I’m either to busy or to lazy, BUT I PAY HER so it is all good, right?

But to be honest, I just do not feel like it.

Maybe I’m just in a funk and need to snap out of it, I will I am sure but who knows when.

For right now, I’m just going to thrive off of my favorite blogs listed over here on the left and who knows maybe in few weeks I’ll have a great story to tell.

Add it up...

So the boy toy and I cashed in our change for the trip to add to the spending money pot and guess what – we need no spending money - the bank called –

You’re change added up to $525.00 –

I said WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

She repeated $525.00.

I then pooped my pants…

Bathroom Talk

Last night as I was helping LM make sure his bottom was clean the conversation went like this...

"Mommy, can you help me?"

"Sure, let me make sure you're all cleaned up."

"Mommy, your toes are pretty."

At that moment, I fell in love with him all over again!!

UGH Monday

The alarm went off this morning and I wanted to cry.

It's Monday - come on weekend.

Vacation starts Saturday.

It's Offical

Today I received in my hot hot hot little hands -

My Property and Casualty License and Agent Number.

WHOO HOOO

I TOLD YOU SO!!

I'm not one to brag, however, to the local Mitsubishi Dealership..."I TOLD YOU SO!! "


Recalls Summary

Make / Models : Model/Build Years:
MITSUBISHI / ENDEAVOR 2004-2008

Recall Number: 08V139000

Summary:
MITSUBISHI IS RECALLING 120,000 MY 2004-2006 ENDEAVOR PASSENGER VEHICLES. DURING VEHICLE USE, THE IGNITION KEY INTERLOCK CABLE (WHICH IS A COMPONENT OF THE INTERLOCK SYSTEM) MAY ALLOW THE INTERLOCKING CAM TO FALL FORWARD AND ALLOW THE IGNITION KEY TO BE REMOVED FROM THE IGNITION SWITCH WHEN THE GEARSHIFT MECHANISM IS NOT IN THE PARK POSITION.

Consequence:
IF THE DRIVER DOES NOT SHIFT TO PARK BEFORE REMOVING THE KEY AND FAILS TO ENGAGE THE PARKING BRAKE, THE VEHICLE COULD ROLL AND A CRASH COULD OCCUR.

Remedy:
DEALERS WILL INSPECT AND CORRECT THESE VEHICLES FOR THE REPORTED CONDITION. THE MANUFACTURER HAS NOT YET PROVIDED A REMEDY OR OWNER NOTIFICATION SCHEDULE. OWNERS MAY CONTACT MITSUBISHI AT 1-800-222-0037.
Notes:
CUSTOMERS MAY ALSO CONTACT THE NATIONAL HIGHWAY TRAFFIC SAFETY ADMINISTRATION'S VEHICLE SAFETY HOTLINE AT 1-888-327-4236 (TTY 1-800-424-9153), OR GO TO HTTP://WWW.SAFERCAR.GOV.

Raising a Pimp Daddy Toddler

I have learned over the weekend I have my hands full – full of a pimp daddy toddler. It all began at a birthday party for a little girl in LM’s class at the local Chuck E Cheese. Of course, being the great mommy that I am took LM to have pizza and cake with the mouse. It was lovely and loud at the same time.

Imagine a bazillion kids all running around screaming at the same time while game noise is going wild. “Toddlers Gone Wild” film at 11. That place is nuts – a gold mine, I tell you.

Now, the party is over and it’s time to go, I begin to gather the treat bag and jacket, when I swing around I see LM smooching with “J” and several other girls. There is a line, no lie either, a line of girls all waiting to kiss LM.

J’s mother and I made it into a joke thankfully. I told her he’s just practicing for his high school days and she laughing saying well her dear daughter is a hussy at the age of 5 and kisses all the boys.

After the entourage of girls followed LM to the door and we got out alive I asked him who they all were he calmly looked at me and said, Mom, my girlfriends. As if, I should have known all that.

Later that evening, I invited over friends of ours for a play date when “H” no sooner walked in the door and LM asked, “Hey H, you wanna see my room?” - This was asked before she even had her shoes off. I froze as did H’s mom and both asked, “did we hear that right?”

I am raising a pick up artist and he is in his prime at the age of four.

20 days and counting

So it is about time that I am down below the 20 day mark for my trip. Now the fun begins of what do I take, what do I wear, o hell who cares? I’m going to be sitting on a beach with friends all I need is tip money and a swimsuit.

Glad that is over with.

I can now think about the meals of the day and the pool festivities I’ll be taking in. Again, you are right, I will not be participating in anything but sun bathing and making a deal with the local folk selling their jewelry on the beach.

Come on 20 days.