Monday, September 18, 2006

I JUST WANT TODAY AND TOMORROW

to be over with as soon as possible. I am tired and would rather stay home but committed myself to work tonight and tomorrow night. I need to shave my legs and Pun'kin is hungry. What to do, what to do???

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Are you ready for the big day tomorrow?!?!? We have been anxiously awaiting this fateful day since last summer and we can't wait until tomorrow.

Will we stand anxiously in the toy aisle at Wal-Mart at midnight to see what he's going to do?!?!

Will we push down little old grandmas who are only buying him to resell on Ebay for highly inflated prices?!?!?

Will we grab him from the hands of those bigger and faster than Charleigh-Anne (the 2yo's)?!?! You bet we will. . . . anything for C-A's first birthday . . . .

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Charleigh-Anne has figured out how to use her F-P Corn Popper Push/Ride apparatus quite deftly. She can turn it around, get it lined up and cruise on her two little legs quite quickly across the room. She can ever carry her kitty meow or her dying duck, (his batteries are dying and when he quacks to the tune of "Skip to My Lou", it truly sounds like he is dying, not to mention the gunshot at the end of his singing) either of them slung across her right shoulder while pushing her apparatus with her left hand.

I would post pictures but it may be awhile before I am able to catch a shot of her in action. She is also getting better at toddling while holding her bottle to her mouth with one hand, head cocked back and the other arm used for balance. . . . only fallback is she can't see where she is going. LMAO

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Sorry for the lack of football coverage. I worked on my CS assignments all day yesterday and most of today. Anyhow, our local HS team got tromped by a Lancaster, OH team worse than the tromping we took from that team from Cambridge, OH. Maybe we need to stick to playing teams in our own state rather than making asses of ourselves playing teams whose players are RECRUITED from the time they are in middle school . . . .


Anyhow, maybe something entertaining will happen at work for me to blog about tomorrow. . . you never know what will happen when you wait on hillbillies who are out of their natural habitat . . .

6 Comments:

At Monday, September 18, 2006 5:17:00 PM, Blogger BUMBLE!!! said...

What kind of toy grab a thon is going on in this pre Columbus Day world of Christmas buying?

Being with out a kid (the world thanks God), I must say, I'm blissfully unaware.

Good luck at work. Don't sweat at any customers.

 
At Monday, September 18, 2006 7:22:00 PM, Blogger Old Man Crowder said...

In response to your first paragraph, may I suggest you feed the child first and then high-tail it to the bathroom to shave your legs?

As much as I love smooth women, I suppose I can wait until the chilluns is fed. Then you can concentrate and do a perfect job!

Believe me...I know how much of a distraction a hungry ankle-biter can be!

 
At Wednesday, September 20, 2006 6:55:00 PM, Blogger Whimsical Ranter said...

So??? Did you shave your legs? Did C-A get fed? Did you get Elmo?

Come on...Don't leave me hanging!

 
At Thursday, September 21, 2006 12:27:00 AM, Blogger BUMBLE!!! said...

I can't wait till Thursday and Friday are over - this gig I'm doing is getting very old.

COme to think of it, I wish it could be like when I was a kid and I wished I would fall asleep and wake up on Christmas. I could definitely deal with some hibernation time.

 
At Tuesday, September 26, 2006 10:16:00 PM, Blogger BUMBLE!!! said...

At what point do we send out the search party?

 
At Wednesday, September 27, 2006 12:48:00 AM, Blogger Whimsical Ranter said...

I thought when Fredo went to school fulltime that I'd have more time but I don't, in fact I feel like I have less than before.

I thought I commented before to this but maybe I didn't. Did C-A get the Elmo?

 

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