If you stand for nothing, you will fall for anything.

I have been swamped at work, I know I keep saying that but it is beyond true. Trying to get adequate health insurance for employees is HARD, and very difficult. The process has sent my office into overdrive. Not to mention I think 'broker's are heartless, liers and scam artist. (am I bitter, yeah - just a little bit). Here is a glimpse into my day- it started at 5am with Pyper in my bed, trying to find a strand of my hair so she could play ( torture me) with it. She tried to find the side of my neck, which was nuzzled by my arm and her little finger made it's way into my ever so pleasant arm-pit. She dug her little finger around in my arm pit, for oh - 3 seconds and proclaimed - ' ICK '. I shouted back at her, ' you think that is bad, you should feel my legs. Now get away from me'. We got out of bed and i made my way to the shower; where I located a razor ;) I was schedule to see my OB today - it has been two years, I thought it might be time. Alias , I ...

Okay so I bought this pretty green dress for Pyper - she turns 2 in about a week. To say she hated the dress is putting lightly, the moment I put the dress on her, she began to cry. I tried to bribe her with fruit snacks, a lolly pop, candy - ANYTHING. Just wear the damn dress. During the far right photo, she got her thumb stuck in the bow of the dress. This sent her into a FIT . Long story short, I took alot of photo's of her crying in the dress - you would think it was on fire burning her butt the way she acted. We took the dress off burned it in the front yard and decided to finger paint as a reward (distraction), for just putting the damn thing on. *I am trying to imagine what she would have done if I had pulled out the tights. So here she is 5 minutes later 1/2 naked and finger painting. Notice how HAPPY she is. She can find her fit emotion in a second, and turn it on in no time flat. *Damn, she's good at being a drama queen. I should probably take notes. After fi...

Dear god, if you can hear me please send me a vacation - a drink and a cabana boy. I am trying REALLY hard crawl back in bed and pull the covers over my head. Hurdle 1 and counting: Around 4pm yesterday I get a phone call from Lance, which is not unusual. He usually calls to say he is on his way to pick up the kids and start dinner. Only this phone call was not typical, it started out with ' Michelle, I think I am broke down on the side of the road.' Me - you think? What the hell does that mean, either you or you are not. Lance 'Let me check things out and I will call you back, by the way I am at the Page extension. ' *(mind you we live by Fenton and it is 4pm, I work at 141 and Manchester - not Page extension). I sit by my phone trying not to take work phone calls for fear I will miss Lance's update. *sidebarr - prior to his call I was 'dealing' with the broker from work, about to lose my mind. Lance calls back, I think I need a tow truck, the belt is off a...

So we go out Saturday night, and prior to going out I am getting ready, trying on this backless shirt. Lance is excited, it thinks it is 'sexy', however my poor boobs look terrible in it. So I pull out these adhesive bras that you can buy at Target/Walmart etc. I put these things on that look like a band-aid on striods, Lance decides he likes the shirt better without anything underneth it. Me 'Of course you do, but I will not be comfortable'. Lance ' well, those BIG band-aids look funny'. As we are walking to the car, I sprint back in to my room and put on a normal shirt. I don't want to have boob drama all night long, so I opt for a v-neck shirt and a bra. And it is a good thing I did . We arrive at the Steak House around 6:30, I didn't eat all day, because I was going to chow at dinner. We don't have a reservation, so we wait until a table has two available seats. A BIG group walks in, a group with three couples and all of their kids, these kids ra...

http://www.glumbert.com/media/pants Would you play this game?? Perhaps if I won....ha! Note: I would be leery of watching this at work. There is no profanity, no nudity, but my work may consider it borderline. Here is another laugh... 2008 IRS pencil sharpener... So this weekend we are having 'date' night on Saturday night. My sister is keeping our kids and we are going to Tokyo Steak House - has anyone ever been? http://stlouis.citysearch.com/profile/5707688/manchester_mo/tokyo_steak_house.html I plan to unwind, and spend some quality time with hubby. Keeping my fingers crossed the weather allows us to make it to my sisters. Keep safe.

Last night I asked Rylan to get in the shower.... I hear the water running and running and running. Seeping out from under the doorway is this cloud of white, as you get closer it sticks to the back of your throat. I bang of the door ' Hey, what are you doing?' Rylan ' aw nothing' You can hear him scramble from behind the door. I roll my eyes thinking who knows what in the hell he is doing. I ask once again, now in my mom voice 'what are you doing?' Rylan 'look..open the door and look.' I try the door it is locked (we have a rule around my house NO locked doors), I bang on the door and shout ' it is LOCKED.' I can hear him scramble to get to the door (mind you my bathroom is not that big). He swings the door open and proclaims 'Ta-da' He must have seen the suprise on my face as I spat out ' what?' The bathroom is covered with babypowder, along with every part of his body. It is a mess. He interjects ' I am a ghost'. All ...

Okay, so even I cannot stand to read my blog....how damn depressing do I sound. Today I am taking a new approach....if you read this I hope you smile. My grandma, who sends me alot of email sent these to me - it made me smile and provided a light note to my day. *I will be an ugly wretch tomorrow. PS - if you have kids and like the Cardinals they have a kids club. here is the link http://stlouis.cardinals.mlb.com/stl/fan_forum/kidsclub.jsp Over the weekend Rylan and I went to the Hockey Kids Club game, and he had a blast. Plus he got a ton of stuff from the club (a blues duffel bag, a blues hat, a squirt bottle, an art set) etc. I suspect the Cardinals to a great job with their kids club as well. It does cost $20.00 per kid - so don't be shocked.

I have been swamped at work dealing with urgent issues; therefore everything else in my life has suffered. This includes but is not limited to my thoughts, family, desk and emotions. I know enough about myself to know when I am not good, and right now I am not in a good place. I am short tempered, stressed and testy - basically I suck. I should wear a disclaimer across my forehead - speak at your own risk, cannot be held accountable for the words that fly out of my mouth. I am sorry, before I even begin. On the flip side I ask that those close to me should give me a damn break. HELLO - I am testy and give me a damn break! Since I have recognized that I have an issue, I am also setting up an appt to speak with my doctor. I know I am off kilter.... Perhaps if we slowed down it might help..........here is a brief history of our weekend. Work all day Friday - get home at 4:30 to pack up kids and head to the country (2hrs away). Arrive in the country with two cranky kids at 7:30pm. We ...

The weekend was rather productive.....I say rather because in true Lance form he started another project he cannot finish. His two steps forward - he did help me move the rooms. Rylan is upstairs in his 'own' room. He is very excited to have his bed, dresser, desk and stuff in his own space. A space where he can close the door and do 7 yr old boy stuff. (scratch his butt, fart, burp, draw cars etc.) Then we had to move the desk down stairs into the man lair. Now this room contains the desk, computer, a mini-fridge, a recliner a big screen TV, PS2, and a couch. It smells like feet and beer. Hence the man room. We moved on to the guest bed, where we set up the bed, made the bed, only to have it covered with the clothes that needed to be put away. The clothes cannot be put away until we move the closets. It is Tuesday and the closets are still not organized. But the rooms are set up and more organized. Lance's 5 steps BACK - while I packed up the kids and headed to church, Lan...

In honor of Kirkwood, the city I work for has placed their flag at half staff. This shooting hits really close to home. I was glued to the TV last night, and I have been fielding phone calls from family and loved ones. I do not work for Kirkwood, I work for a city in West County. But the paramaters are the same. Every month I have to attend two nightly meetings, it is an open meeting with very few security safe-guards. This very easily could have been our city hall. Given my position I work very closely with each department that helps support the a city - public works, park & recreation, police, administrative etc. I know alot of officers and their spouses. I go to happy hour with officers from surrounding cities, we have become friends. I know their wifes and children. I am heart wrenched over what happened last night......my thoughts and prayers go out to the community, the staff, and the loved ones affected by the chain of events. Our City is currently in a state of tran...

Here is the headline in my house - Happily Married Man, found with a swimsuit mag. crammed down his throat. :) For the last 3 years I have had swimsuit issues. Year 1, I was pregnant, Year 2 - just had a baby, Year 3 - this is year 3 and still carrying and extra 10lbs. Don't get me wrong I had swimsuit issues prior to having kids, but my issues have gotten worse with each passing year. This year has been no different. I ordered 3 suits and they arrived in the mail. I tried them on last week and allowed Lance to voice his opinion. Mind you, all 3 suits are now are their way back to the respective vendors. We are back at square one. So last night, while Pyper is in the bathtub, I continue my search for the 'perfect' suit. I am flipping thru the pages, torn over whether or not to attempt a 2 piece. Whatever suit is chosen must contain padding - these boobs are sad these days. So sad that Lance has asked me 3 times now if I want a boob job. The answer is no. I don...

Good Morning self - Nice to see you made it to work. Even though your head is pounding a slight fever seems to be creeping up, and you are feeling groggy. Someone's sickness is taking over your body. Your choices are really limited, since you don't venture out much these days. Work, Starbucks or home. Everyone at home, seems to be feeling fine. We would like to keep it that way. Work, well they are dropping like flies. 15% of the work-force is out sick. There is not enough Lysol in the world to stop this place from being infested. Starbucks, um- you did touch the counter. But think, think - did you touch your face, eyes or mouth after that? You could be the culprit. Dear Husband, if you don't find a better way to communicate with me I am going to cut your tongue out. Teasing me and making fun of the way I do things is not considered a productive conversation. Dear Rylan - if you keep whining over Webkins I will throw them all away, and delete your account. And 'no' ...

*My grandmother send me this cartoon above. Enjoy!! I was at the polls at 7:30 am voting. I am disappointed to report that the polls were less than busy. I walked right in and right out......I was not late to work, I did not get to chit-chat with other voters. Where is everybody? Hello out there- we are allowed the opportunity to encourage CHANGE. It is time for a CHANGE. Democrate, Republican - I don't care. Where are you? Let your voice be heard. I took Rylan with me to vote today. The process was painless, and in Jeff Co, it was a fill in the little circle process. Sort of like taking a test, only this one easy. No wrong answer. People in other countries struggle to get the chance to make a change. I stood next to my car, after voting, and thanked god I got the chance to be a part of the process. I thanked god that I get the chance to stand next to my car, as a women without having to cover up my face & body. Smell the air, do you smell that - that is CHANGE! Go be a part of...

I am dragging today. Apparently I got dressed and it was either a) dark b) I was blind c) I just didn't give a damn. It is actually all three, which would explain why I am wearing mostly black my shoes are navy. go me. Secondly, it would explain why my black plants needed to be ironed, but are NOT, and they have several spots of fuzz. Apparently, somone (me) thru these particular pants in the wash with a towel or two. *So if you see me walking down the street or the hall-way, save your pointing and laughing until I 'round the corner. Feel free to snicker, because the reality is I would laugh at you. My lack of attention today is a clear indication of my weekend. Friday was a snow day, well sort of. My children went to our care-giver and I drove my butt to work. My children had a blast playing in the snow, and for that I am grateful. Normally, we all play in the snow together. Technically, Lance plays in the snow, I watch thru the window switching out hats/gloves and offering u...