It's Friday!

I am really happy that it is Friday! We get 48 hours with Daddy~but we are PAINTING all weekend. That's right the dreaded painting weekend. But the kids have been so patient with us in deciding what to do with their rooms. So I went this morning and got the four gallons of paint needed. I have cleaned out their rooms-HOLY moly- they have aLOT of stuff. So Nathan and I will spend the next two days tell thing the kids to move and making mean faces behind one an other's backs.

Well I went and had my eyes checked today and they were more healthy than they were last year. I went to another doctor namely because I wanted to get fitted AGAIN for contacts with a Dr. that was patient and not afraid to try many times to get my eyes correct. And I have found her and hopefully this set of lenses will work.

Then I had my final laser hair removal session today. So I am done and I am so happy! if you have unwanted hair-DO IT. I just cannot say enough!

Happy day I have had. I have to go to baseball with the kids at 530 and then again tomorrow at 330P. And then I think that I will watch the opening ceremonies of the Olympics.

Looky Looky!

As you can see, I have upgraded things around here. I was tired of the polka dots that I had before. So I upgraded to this..... Hope you like.

I had a fairly busy day. I started out at hobby Lobby to get some art framed-we are "supposed" to do the kids rooms this weekend. I detest painting. Anyway back to Hobby Lobby, they had frames on sale so I have some art framed. Then I kicked the back of my shopping cart, I hurt! Then I let it go well whenIwas checking out I thought that something was dripping on me well it was - MY OWN BLOOD from my little toe! I had soaked my sandle with blood so I threw the art in the car and went to mom's for some comfort and care.

Well if it is comfort that you are looking for: don't go to Sally's! She just passed me a Band-Aid and said yep I bet that hurt.

So that put a damper on the whole going to pick okra and tomatos. I was going to can again because my Father In Law asked me to go pick some Vaggies. I just came home and worked around that house until time to get the three amigos. I kicked them outside today. Too nice not to play outside.

The kids are staying the night at Nathan's parents. But I cannot lay around and eat bon bon's. No I am headed to the gym. I have realized I pay a trainer because there is NO way that I would ever do these things to myself. I came out on Tuesday and thought that I was going to DIE! But today is OK because I have a hurt toe. HA HA. Kevin does not care about my toe.

Any who. I am off to the gym. and here is a pic of my babies. I am sure that you will notice looking back my bunnies have really grown up. Everyday I wake up and check them thinking that they will be gone and WOW they are still there! Love them!

An Open Letter

Dear you know who you are:

I have taken my irritations with you to the internet now-a whole new level. You take up MOST of the closet-and I keep my mouth shut. You come home late and I (mostly) keep my mouth shut. You work far too much and I share you with your boss Larry! I allow you to work in the bed, the lake and in the car-but my latest and most current rant with you has to do with your clothing.

And while I realize that you are "busy" so am I! I have to clean the house, raise Bunnies, carry the kids from here to there, go to first grade two days a week ( I am learning alot-thanks and my favorite class is music, thanks for asking) clearly you need to understand that I have NO time to walk around the house gathering your suits! including but not limited to: shirts, ties, and shoes, shocks and ties suspenders, and whatever else you can put on your body.

I did not get your suits out, I do not have to put them up. We learned this last year in Kindergarten-i loved kindergarten, I had wonderful teachers and I learned to add-thanks! You may think that it is OK to undress (part of the way) in the living room, I detest your shirts being left in the Hearth Room! And before I send you back to your mom, whom I am sure does not want you back-learn how to PROPERLY hang up a suit. You have been doing this for 5 years and still do not know how to hang up suit pants. Then you go to work with wrinkles and this is a direct reflection on your stay at home mom of a wife. And moreover, you have so much money tied up in your clothes that unless you want me to visit Louis Vuitton or shop on line for some new Manolos you WILL hang up and put up your stuff!

Now, I have made my point. and do not think that hanging your yesterday suit on the back of the closet door is properly hung up.

And one more thing- you....

Katie Holmes! I saw that you recently again cut your hair. And while I think that it is really cute. And in keeping in mind that YOU were the reason for my current do. I will not mess with my hair at this point. I am still trying to get used to my prison yard mullet that you inspired me to do. Thanks!

Ever so sincerely,
Shannon

PS- pray for rain, we have Baseball tonight-if it rains, no baseball.

Baseball, Rabbits, and organizing

Ok so baseball was an adventure. My kids have played 3 seasons on a christian based soccer club. In other words parents are told to shut up and just let the kids HAVE FUN. But this season they told me that they wanted to play baseball. OK, well I asked my brother who to sign up with for baseball. He tells me the only way to go is M'boro Baseball Assoc. OK so I pay my 55.00 each. The coach calls me over the weekend tells me what to buy, where they practice and asks if the kids have ever played Coach Pitch. No-I explain this is their first real experience with baseball as a whole. I am used to having one-one hour practice a week with one game on the weekend.

OK so now we show up for one of the FOUR practices this week. The practice in 1 1/2 hours long and practice was at 7PM. Furthermore these kids all knew one another because they apparently have all stuck to the same team for MANY seasons. I do not mind my kids being the new kids-heck I spent half of my life being the new kid. But the parents! OMG! I cannot tell you how they spoke to their kids! One dad told his son to "Get under the ball, if it hits you it will not hurt long." These kids are six and they are having fun. NOT training for the Majors. But Ethan and John were having fun and that is all that matters. But honestly, if your kids play sports-just remember unless they are playing for the Mets-it is just FUN! Especially at this age.

OK That is my rant for the day.

Other than that I am adding a pic of my bunny. I am showing you all how cute a bunny tail is especially since it is soooo tiny.

And finally,

I aspire to be organized. I own a labler, I have file folders and I got a new computer to keep all the photos stored on. (This computer don't think that I own two of these.) And in my effort to clean out my wardrobe-I HAVE ORGANIZED!!! This wardrobe is what I put everything in. You know, the kids bring something home and it is cute and you have NO idea what to do with it so you put it in the Wardrobe. it was my catch all. Only my catch all was HUGE. And secretly I was scared that if something happened to me Nathan would REALLY find out that I am a "closet" slob-with aspirations of being more Martha Stewart than George Jefferson.

Man Does it starts young..

This is the newest pic of my baby. I have three others that look like this one. And while you are NOT supposed to handle wildlife, they are not wild. They are my bunnies and Bonnie and I have an understanding. I look after the cones and she feed them..I check and make sure that they are safe while she is gone and haul butt thru my house to turn off the irrigation system (at 630AM) and she does not mind that I pick up the babies for pictures only. I love them

On another front-I was talking to Nathan on the phone and it went something like this. Yes, Ok, Ok, yes, 7 tonight at Barfield-(we were talking about meeting at the baseball field.) and then I got a beep. I got rid of Nathan and this little voice asks for John Summar. I think that it is Noah (my nephew) because they had been talking earlier in the day. But I thought that it was weird that he did not say-something "aunt Shannon" but I pass the phone to John without question. And since it was a beep I could not check the caller ID. A couple of minutes later, and no eavesdropping, John comes in to the room where I am organizing my wardrobe (not my clothes, my furniture -I try not to wear "art" )with all my pictures. And he says mom, guess who that was. Noah, I say. and he says no. it was MaZaria! This is a little girl in his class. She was in his class last year. While she is a nice little girl, I feel that First Grade is FAR too young to be calling. especially a girl calling a boy. And while I am accepting-I can say that I am not all for the inter-racial relationship until they can understand the complete repercussions.

I was not allowed to call a boy until I was in college! At least not with my mom knowing. Man having parents that grew up in the 50's and 6o's was the BEST!

My new ring

Look What I got!

I drug Nathan to West Nashville to a nice little boutique. He was nice enough to purchase me some diamonds-lots of diamonds. I got an eternity band, a diamond bangle and a saphire band like the eternity band. The little rings are stacking bands so that he always knows what to get me-you just add on and stack them up.

My won't I be a pretty one! I have the nicest hubby! Once the other two items come in I will show everyone.

Little Nuggets of Heaven

My car is home safe (for now) and sound. I am so happy to have my car home.

But far more important than any car-my babies. These are my little nuggets of heaven. They are the cutest, smallest and most precious things that I have ever seen. I think that my campaign to keep them is breaking Nathan down. I have now involved the kids who remind him of our plans to keep the babies. Ok so you see how tiny these babies are- can you imagine how tiny and cute their little bunny tails are? I have never seen anything so cute. I had a Bonnie sighting yesterday. I think that she smiled at me and my smiling I mean that she said thank you for watching out for the interests of her babies. Anyway. My mom says that I have to be careful because once they open their eyes-OH BOY! they may run from me. er Hop from me. And I know that if they run from me I will cry.

Anyway do I have any people that enjoy info-mercials? I have a child that gets up at lord knows what time and comes into the hearth room to watch infomercials. He watches them, studies them and is sure to ask for and tell us about the various items. The first time that this happened, he told me about the magic jack, he knows how to use it, what it does and how much it costs 2 easy payments of whatever. He was also game for calling mom, Me Mommy and whomever else I told him to tell the Magic Jack about. Sarah was up one night feeding Elizabeth and was able to catch the Magic Jack-and lo and behold-John knew the whole commercial as Sarah found out.

This morning at 6AM, I heard about the Oven Pro. Lordy- I was not up enough to understand what he was saying. But I have a feeling that if John finds QVC or HSN we will no longer be watching cartoons. Furthermore, a couple of nights ago we had the TV on during dinner- the ShamWOW came on- he cranked his head around and did not move for 2 minutes (quite an accomplishment for a 6 year old) then he promptly asked if I could buy one. This kid! He could turn into a hoarder!