974 and 195

974 is the number of text messages my husband had on his cell phone for last month's billing cycle. More were received than sent, and all of them were from and to my SIL. 195 is the dollar amount that said text messages are costing us on our bill. Pissed doesn't even begin to describe me over this. Like we can afford an extra $200 charge on our cell phone bill right now. I think I'm going to have to break down and buy the $30/month unlimited texting plan because the stupid bitch doesn't listen when she's told not to text anymore. What is so wrong with dialing the number and actually talking? Get an IM program if you want to type out your conversation! JHC!

What is so fascinating about the shampoo?

What is it about shampoo that is so fascinating to a three year old? Maggie has this thing with pouring out entire bottles of shampoo and/or conditioner. In the past week, she has dumped out two family size bottles of shampoo and one of conditioner! It's driving me insane! I try to keep the bottles put up out of her reach, but sometimes I forget after I give baths. That's what happened with the first bottle of shampoo and the conditioner. The other shampoo was Hunter's, and he didn't get it and put it out of reach when I warned him to.

We have tried time-outs, talking, reasoning, explaining, taking away treats, and even spanking for this and she still does it. Why do kids think bathrooms in general are such fun places to play? Maggie and Shelby's bedroom is right outside of a bathroom, so Maggie is able to sneak in there when I think she's playing quietly in her bedroom. I'm thinking seriously about having them switch rooms with Hunter. His room is right outside of the laundry room, but I could put some childproof lock on the cabinet in there.

I hope she grows out of this soon!

Movies to blubber at

I am so chatty lately. I just keep thinking of things to blog about. I think it's my boredom showing.

Anyhoo. Tonight Darrell and I watched The Bucket List. It has Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. They meet in a hospital where they both have cancer, and they create a list of things to do before they die, and then go and do them. It started out great, Morgan Freeman does some narration and I could just listen to his voice for days. It was funny, and the two played off of each other so well.

Then something happened. It turned sad. Horribly sad. I admit, I cried like a little baby. I don't think I've cried at a movie like that since Steel Magnolias. The grave scene does it to me everytime. Darrell was looking like he was getting a little worried about me there for a minute.

If you've seen the movie, the part where he marks 'kiss the most beautiful woman in the world' off the list is where I officially lost it. Now I must buy this movie. If you haven't seen it, you must go get it now!

*Ring, ring* It's Avon NOT calling

I had requested some information about selling Avon recently. I thought it might be a good way to earn a few extra bucks, and I wouldn't have to do anything like home parties. I get a call from a lady wanting to meet with me to well, let's be honest, get me to sign up. She's not from here, but she had a meeting today in a nearby town, so I agreed to meet her at McDonald's in my town. We were supposed to meet at 3:30 this afternoon.

At a quarter to 3, she calls me, telling me she's leaving said nearby town and I gave her a little assistance with directions. She gets part of the way here, and calls back to make sure she's heading the right way. I assure her she is, and she is only about 20-30 minutes out -- tops. This was around 10 after 3. We get off the phone, and I wait until 25 after 3 and head to McDonald's.

The kids and I get there, I buy them an ice cream, and we sit down to wait. They eat their ice cream, we rent a movie from the RedBox, and she still hasn't shown up. I take the kids out to the play area to wait a little while longer. Finally, at 10 after 4, we have to leave to go pick Darrell up, and she's had plenty of time to get there. Even if she had to stop for directions to McDonald's once she got into town, she's still had plenty of time.

So, we left. I get home and she hasn't called me back at all. I realized I should have taken her cell phone number with me, but I forgot. Oh wait, now that I think about it, she gave it to me last night and I put it in my purse. I had it with me the whole time! D'oh! Oh well, too late now. I don't know what's going to happen at this point, I'm kind of turned off from the whole thing. I don't really see why someone that sells in this area couldn't have contacted me, since they would know their way around, and wouldn't be asking me to drive 40 miles to come to them.

I think, at this point, I'm not going to worry about it anymore. I'm still looking for an evening job out of the house. I'd really like to get out of the house by myself some. I'm bored, remember?

Shelby: Gymnast Extraordinare

I had a cute idea for a post. I took pictures of Shelby doing her gymnastics stuff and was going to put them in a post. But, alas! ;p For some reason, PSP is missing from my computer, and we can't find the disk anywhere, so I have no way to resize. So, I can only link from my DropShots account

Anyway, Shelby loves doing gymnastics. She's taught herself how to do cartwheels, one and two handed; head stands, and back bends. I snapped some pictures of her doing her stuff the other day to put in a post. You can still click the link and see the pictures. Just a couple of things before you do.
1. I don't know what is on Shelby's butt in the head stand pictures. I think she got something on her pants from lunch, which she had just recently eaten when we took the pictures.
2. I had to get a head shot, so you guys could see her teeth, or lack thereof. And as of a couple of days ago, she has lost yet another. Right now, she has absolutely no front teeth; all four of them are missing. She's had three of them missing for almost 3 months now! We can finally see one permanent tooth poking through the gums a little, so I imagine she'll have them all in soon. I think she looks adorable with the no teeth look, though. :)
3. Maggie had to get in on the action, so there are a few pics of her rolling around on the floor. After we did those pictures, they decided they wanted to do some posing, so those are there, too. Feel free to look through the other dates as well, I put some newer pictures up there a month ago or so. I really need to get better about taking pictures more often.

Summer vacation has ceased to rock

Yeah, that lasted long, didn't it? I am so freaking bored! I guess the past two semesters at school got me used to being busy and now I have nothing to do but clean the house. It's too hot to hang around outside for very long, gas is too high, and we are too broke to go and do many things.

Mackenzie finished her softball season last night. I got some pictures of her when she was batting, but she never got a good ball to swing at, so they really didn't turn out too great. Of course, the time she actually hit the ball, I wasn't down there with the camera.

Something funny happened at the game last night, too. This year, the girls can steal bases. So, we had a girl running bases and she was at third, running towards home. The catcher got the ball and was coming towards her, so our girl started running back toward third base. The catcher threw the ball and the third base girl caught it, so our runner started running back to home. The third base girl threw the ball back to the catcher, and she caught it, so our runner started running back to third base again. The catcher threw the ball back to the third base girl again, but this time she didn't catch it, so our girl ran for home again and made a run. It was so funny, though, it might have been one of those things you had to have been there for. All the parents for our team were yelling, too: "Go back! Go back! No, run to home! No, go back! Go back! No, home! Home!" Etc.

It's official! Maggie's in preschool!

I got a call yesterday telling me that Maggie had definitely been secured a spot in the Pre-K program for next school year, and asking me if I wanted to go ahead and come in today to get her enrollment papers and have her testing done (They do some academic tests on them at the beginning, and then at the end of the school year. Of course, testing so early may skew Maggie's results, since she won't be four until September. They'd usually do the testing in August. But, anyway).

So, we went in this morning and got everything. The teacher that Shelby had was the one that did Maggie's tests, so Maggie was somewhat familiar with her. They finished the tests before I had finished going over everything with the director, and Maggie actually went off with Mrs. K again to play and wait for me in another room. I was pretty surprised, considering Maggie will generally not look at, talk to, or allow anyone she doesn't know well to touch her. Which does concern me for her starting school, but I can't keep her home forever.

Anyway, all I have to do now is return the enrollment packet after we get her physical done, and a copy of her shot record. My baby is going to school! Hold me.