My husband said it best, "If you had asked me 2 years ago if I would ever go to a Wiggles concert, I would have said no and heck no." (Well, that's not exactly what he said but this is a G-rated blog.) Yes, we did it. We took BigM (and LM) to see the Wiggles yesterday. All I have to say is, "Wow."
Some highlights from the show:
1. Anthony (the blue Wiggle) got stuck in an accidental split.
2. Jeff fell asleep (anyone surprised?)
3. LM fell asleep (again, anyone surprised?)
4. Captain Feathersword sang an impromptu song about "biscuits, gravy and grits" with Little Miss Muppet that made him laugh so hard he barely sang the song.
5. Greg (the yellow Wiggle) is now Sam (the new? yellow Wiggle)
6. "J.T.," who sat three rows behind us made a sign that Murray (the red Wiggle) could not read from the stage (and I'm not surprised, our seats were so high up that I was getting lightheaded) so he made his way up to our seats so he could read it. Women, men and children practically stampeded each other just to get near him, touch him or take a picture of him. I kept waiting for some mom to take off her bra and throw it to him. Our BigM was not exactly impressed by his close proximity. I was proud. He's just a guy, he puts on his red striped pants on one leg at a time just like the rest of us, and according to BigM, "He sweating a wot, Mama." (She considered Dorothy the Dinosaur and the "big red car" much more impressive.)
All in all, we had a great time and I can now say I've eaten "Fruit Salad" and "Hot Potatoed" with the Wiggles- and not just in my living room in my pjs.
11.16.2008
11.11.2008
Little Einstein
BigM is so funny. I've enjoyed sending her to school because she learns so many cool things that I wouldn't have thought to teach her. Like drinking from a cup, I have to admit I am SO glad she learned that on someone else's floor. And she surprises me with lots of new phrases- which is also fun and entertaining. Well today is DM's 30th birthday, so I picked her up from school early so we could go have lunch with him. As we were driving there, she said something clever, so I told her she was smart.
I get back, "No Mama, I smarty pants."
"Well, BigM, you're right, you are a smarty pants." (Actually she was wearing a cute striped dress and some fashionable red tights.)
She responds, "No Mama, today I not smarty pants, I smarty tights!"
I get back, "No Mama, I smarty pants."
"Well, BigM, you're right, you are a smarty pants." (Actually she was wearing a cute striped dress and some fashionable red tights.)
She responds, "No Mama, today I not smarty pants, I smarty tights!"
Bug Off!
I'm not really an outside person. (Did my love for animals clue you in on that one?) Anyway, it's a wonder I agreed to honeymoon in St. Lucia at a place called Ladera Resort. It's located on a mountain and each "room" only has 3 walls. The fourth wall is open to the sky or the mountain or what have you, so needless to say, not only do you and your honey sleep in there, so does an assortment of wildlife. There was a lizard in our shower, a bird in our living room and bugs everywhere. We slept under a mosquito net every night.
So anyway, we met a few other couples staying there, and by the end of the week we had gotten to be "friends." Just to give you a little background, we had all been discussing the different wildlife we had found in our rooms. (One couple found a tarantula. No lie, and had it not been our last night, we would have high-tailed it to the Holiday Inn.) Imagine a tall skinny blonde girl with a squeaky voice, like a little mouse (I knew I could relate it somehow!) with a personality to match that voice. Really nice, very funny but not exactly all there. Don't forget to read the next part in the squeaky voice or it won't have the right effect. You may have to read it out loud. Just trust me.
"So my new husband and I really like to play cards in bed, and a couple of nights ago, we had just turned out the light and I felt his hand brush up against my leg, so I pushed it away and said, 'Oh honey, Stop it!' but he didn't stop and then I heard him snore so I turned the light back on real quick and threw off the covers and there was a centipede crawling up my leg!"
Ladera Resort offers its honeymooners a discount if you go back for your 10 year anniversary. I have to admit, should we take a trip to celebrate, I may just want to head to one where it's just the two of us, no bugs allowed.
So anyway, we met a few other couples staying there, and by the end of the week we had gotten to be "friends." Just to give you a little background, we had all been discussing the different wildlife we had found in our rooms. (One couple found a tarantula. No lie, and had it not been our last night, we would have high-tailed it to the Holiday Inn.) Imagine a tall skinny blonde girl with a squeaky voice, like a little mouse (I knew I could relate it somehow!) with a personality to match that voice. Really nice, very funny but not exactly all there. Don't forget to read the next part in the squeaky voice or it won't have the right effect. You may have to read it out loud. Just trust me.
"So my new husband and I really like to play cards in bed, and a couple of nights ago, we had just turned out the light and I felt his hand brush up against my leg, so I pushed it away and said, 'Oh honey, Stop it!' but he didn't stop and then I heard him snore so I turned the light back on real quick and threw off the covers and there was a centipede crawling up my leg!"
Ladera Resort offers its honeymooners a discount if you go back for your 10 year anniversary. I have to admit, should we take a trip to celebrate, I may just want to head to one where it's just the two of us, no bugs allowed.
11.10.2008
I licked a ninja...
because I'm sexy and I do what I want.
I got this off one of my favorite websites. Leave yours as a comment. There is no prize, this is not a contest, there is no compensation... but you will laugh when you are done.
Pick the month you were born:
January-------I kicked
February------I loved
March--------I karate chopped
April----------I licked
May----------I jumped on
June----------I smelled
July-----------I did the Macarena with
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over
Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1-------a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5----- --a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
22-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an ipod
29-------a surfer
30-------a llama
31-------A homeless guy
Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink----------- because I'm crazy.
Red-----------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want
Green ---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray ----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange --------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None----------because I can't control myself!
I got this off one of my favorite websites. Leave yours as a comment. There is no prize, this is not a contest, there is no compensation... but you will laugh when you are done.
Pick the month you were born:
January-------I kicked
February------I loved
March--------I karate chopped
April----------I licked
May----------I jumped on
June----------I smelled
July-----------I did the Macarena with
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over
Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1-------a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5----- --a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
22-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an ipod
29-------a surfer
30-------a llama
31-------A homeless guy
Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink----------- because I'm crazy.
Red-----------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want
Green ---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray ----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange --------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None----------because I can't control myself!
11.03.2008
Roots
I just found out from my friend, Fish, that November is National Adoption Awareness Month. One would think being adopted myself, that I would know that... but in all honesty, I don't feel adopted so it's not something I really focus on too much. My birth mother was only 15 years old when she had me and that is the only thing I know about her. That, and she is one of the most selfless people in the world.
Big Mouse was due one day before my birthday. So my pregnancy with her was special in so many ways- not only was she was my first baby- she was my first known relative and I got to experience a pregnancy almost exactly like my birth mother did (I now know my birth mother probably experienced horrible morning sickness and did have stretch marks. I'll not tell you where.) Through both of my children, I've received insight into my ancestors, if through appearances only.
BigM looks exactly like DM. As if I weren't any part of the equation- and he can be certain without a doubt that the milkman didn't stop by... And LM has blue eyes. I have dark brown eyes. So it's safe to say someone (one of my birth parents, even) also had blue eyes. People keep asking me "who she looks like," and in all reality, I have to remind them there is an entire family out there who knows nothing about me or my mice and she probably looks just like them.
DM can trace his family tree back to the Mayflower. I can look in the mirror and see exactly where my family tree starts.
As I used to tell BigM at bedtime when she was a little mouse, "No one loves you more than your mommy." I know that in three ways - my birth mother who gave me up to give me a better life, my mother who provided me the best possible life and myself as a mother whose children make her life complete.
Big Mouse was due one day before my birthday. So my pregnancy with her was special in so many ways- not only was she was my first baby- she was my first known relative and I got to experience a pregnancy almost exactly like my birth mother did (I now know my birth mother probably experienced horrible morning sickness and did have stretch marks. I'll not tell you where.) Through both of my children, I've received insight into my ancestors, if through appearances only.
BigM looks exactly like DM. As if I weren't any part of the equation- and he can be certain without a doubt that the milkman didn't stop by... And LM has blue eyes. I have dark brown eyes. So it's safe to say someone (one of my birth parents, even) also had blue eyes. People keep asking me "who she looks like," and in all reality, I have to remind them there is an entire family out there who knows nothing about me or my mice and she probably looks just like them.
DM can trace his family tree back to the Mayflower. I can look in the mirror and see exactly where my family tree starts.
As I used to tell BigM at bedtime when she was a little mouse, "No one loves you more than your mommy." I know that in three ways - my birth mother who gave me up to give me a better life, my mother who provided me the best possible life and myself as a mother whose children make her life complete.
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