Friday, July 31, 2009

Sniagrab!

The first time I heard of a sniagrab it was when I was living at home in Denver and my family went shopping for ski gear. I thought that sniagrab was another way to convey the message "ski and snowboard grab" because everything there was at a fraction of the price and it was all winter sporting goods! Much to my astonishment, it was not meant that way at all.
Sniagrab, for those of you who don't know, is 'bargains' spelled backward. And boy did I find some bargains today.
You all know how I feel about shopping at VoldeMart. Well, I found myself there this morning to grab some diapers for Thor and bread. As I was walking towards the diapers, I found myself drawn to the clearance section of the childrens clothes. Clearance signs were everywhere!!! I hate WalMart's clothes for the most part, but when you are on a tight budget, you tend to find yourself buying cheap products - especially when waiting is not an option. As I was looking at a cute little outfit for Grand Duchess, a store associate told me that all the racks with balloons tied to them were 50% off the already reduced price.
"So, you're telling me that this outfit that should've cost $10 originally and is now marked at $3 is really $1.50?"
"Yep!"
"SWEEEEET!"
Princess Monkey Eyes and I got giddy and started shopping, given it's payday today!
Here's the rundown on what I spent and should've spent:

Grand Duchess: should be $13. Spent $4.50
Thor: should be $6. Spent $2.50
Princess Monkey Eyes: should be $90. Spent $22.50
Optimus Prime: should be $26.50. Spent $9.50
Mr. Fantastic: should be $28. Spent $9
Popeye: should be $5. Spent $1.50
Myself: should be $24. Spent $8.50

With a grand total of should've spent $192.50 and only spent $58.00!!!! A grand total savings of $134.50!!!!

Princess Monkey Eyes is all done with school shopping and the boys just need pants now!
Oh, I loves me a good deal!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The Dickens You Are!

Popeye got sunburned on Saturday. We went to see the Blue Angels perform in South Dakota and he forgot to put sunscreen on, thus resulting in a severe sunburn. Not only did his face get rather toasty, but so did the top of his head because he couldn't find his hat before we left and didn't want to buy a new one.

His skin started peeling off today. That really sucks for him because I have an unusual disorder of needing to pick at things and this just gives me one more thing to pick at. Perhaps it's a nice break from my picking at his facial hair, I don't know. But what I do know is this: when his skin gets peeled off or a hair gets tweezed the wrong way, his exclamation is, "It hurts like the dickens!"

Who says that anyway? Who are the dickens? What do they do to make it hurt so bad? I'm sure Charles Dickens is in no way associated with the phrase other than the same name. So I 'bing'ed the phrase origin and found out something new today.

Dickens is another name for Devil. Huh.

I feel smarter now.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

The dog gone truth

On our way to the park yesterday, Cap'n told me that she took a quiz on facebook. It's the "What kind of dog are you?" quiz. She was given the result of a dachshund. Funny, because that's what Princess Polka Dot is. I told her that I took the quiz as well and came out with a basset hound. I find that kind of interesting because I view basset hounds as a dog that an old person would have. They're mellow - the complete personality opposite of a doxie and myself.

Cap'n told me that she saw me as a Chihuahua because they're energetic and... what was it you said Cap'n? I don't remember her EXACT words. But I know I heard her say "yappy and breeding". (You can be honest with me, Cap'n - it doesn't hurt my feelings.) :D

Hmmm. I hate chihuahuas BECAUSE they're yappy and breeding.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The heat is on.

Not only is the temperature rising outside, but it's on the rise inside, too.

Here is what someone would hear in my home if they were to spend the day here.
"SHUT THE DOOR!!!"
"Get OFF my daughter!"
"Dot's coming!"
"Dot got out!"
"NOOO!"
"Go get her!"
"Mom, Dot is at that house again. The one with the big dogs."
"Mom, Dot won't come."
"I got her!"
"Sorry, Dot, back into your kennel you go."

Princess Polka Dot is in heat. She has found two rather large dogs who are more than willing to oblige her horniness. Part of me wants to let them, if only they weren't so large and I didn't want any more dogs around here.
I'm sick and tired of Dot trying to hump Grand Duchess. I'll put Duchess in her jumperoo and her fun is interrupted by this dog wrapping her paws around her legs, thus inhibiting her from jumping. It was funny the first time it happened. It's gotten old now.
I'm tired of monitoring where she is at all times.
I don't want to keep her penned up in her kennel for the next week and a half while we wait this out. But unfortunately for her, that's where she's going to be.
Yesterday I had to go get her from that one house with the big dogs & was a little scared because I had inturrupted their good time. Luckily they were wearing shock collars so I knew if I got far enough away they wouldn't follow.
Oh boy - she's getting fixed before this happens again. Luckily it only happens every 6 to 8 months.

I am NEVER having another female dog. Ever.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

One word

I got this over at table for seven and thought it would be fun. I changed it just a little - but still... Enjoy!

1. Where is your cell phone? pocket
2. Your significant other? Popeye
3. Your hair? Styled
4. Your mother? comforting
5. Your father? funny
6. Your favorite thing? peace
7. Your dream last night? disturbing
8. Your dream/goal? unattainable
9. The room you're in? dungeon
10. Your fear? lonliness
11. Where do you want to be in 6 years? home
12. Where were you last night? bed
13. What you're not? satisfied
14. Muffins? blueberry
15. One of your wish list items? independence
16.. Where did you grow up? California
17. The last thing you did? crochet
18. What are you wearing? Clothes
19. Your TV? loud
20. Your pet? sleeping
21. Your computer? broken
22. Your life? busy
23. Your mood? fine
24. Missing someone? always
25. Your car? minivan
26. Something you're not wearing? rings
27. Favorite Store? Target
28.. Your summer? long
29. Your favorite color? Green
30. When is the last time you laughed? Today
31. Last time you cried? unknown
32. Who will/would re-post this? whoever
33. Place I go over and over: kitchen
34. Person who emails me: Popeye
35. A favorite food: Sweets
36. Place I'd rather be right now: spa

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Tuesday Tip!

I got a fun new tool today! Granted, I haven't tried it out yet. But I thought that it would be worth blogging about for Tuesday Tip.

Doesn't it look cool? It's this high-powered, toothbrush-looking scrubber that comes with different size and style attachments. I've got a big cleaning job coming up next week and I was planning on spending a lot of time on my hands and knees scrubbing grout. This should cut down on the time IMMENSELY! I'm so excited to try it out! I'll probably go clean something once the kids go down to bed.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

yesterday...

We drove to a neighboring town to check out a house that's for sale. I've had my eye on it for awhile & wanted to see the inside.
It was beautiful and EXACTLY what we are looking for. And I mean EXACTLY. Many big rooms, much storage, a huge yard, 3 car garage, hiding places, built in double oven, etc...
So on our way out of town we stopped at Dairy Queen and let the munchkins play at the playground so that Popeye & I could talk quietly.
After we left the playground, Grand Duchess started crying. And then Thor started in. And then I heard from the back seat, "Eeew! Mom, Optimus Prime just puked!" And Optimus Prime started crying. Princess Monkey Eyes and Mr. Fantastic started freaking out about the smell in the back seat and Mr. Fantastic moved himself to sit on the floor by the door. And then, amidst all the crying and yelling, I heard, "Eew. Is that cheese?"
And then I stuck my head out the window for a breath of fresh air (because it really WAS nasty) and I heard, "Mom, are you sick, too? Or are you spitting booger-spit?" I was laughing hysterically the whole way home.
Oh yeah. Poor Optimus Prime.
The van still stinks.