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Saturday, August 27, 2011

Let's watch Hoarders! No wait, nosing out the window is more fun!

Well, first things first... and that would be the first day of first grade for Willow/Chocolate/The Whoa last Monday! Hubby got this picture for me, so nice of him to think of it since I didn't. I think I overslept that morning.

Isn't she a doll? Don't tell her that though, dolls creep her out. : /

As I've probably mentioned on Facebook or on some other form of social media I am obsessed with the shows Hoarding: Buried Alive and Hoarders. I only discovered them this year and never miss an episode. I'm a clean freak (even though our ramshackle Burrow is in constant chaos and may never look especially tidy because I can't keep up with the Tornadoes trust me when I say I spend every moment my eyes are open cleaning). So I just can't understand hoarding. Everytime I watch these shows I just think to myself that a can of gasoline and a match would solve the whole problem. Or I think of a Simpson line from when Homer Simpson had to attend a parenting class: "Garbage in garbage can? Hmm... makes sense!" But then its not a mental disorder that I suffer from.

Now usually in powers of general observation I have, well, next to none. I am the epitome of "been living under a rock." No, I didn't notice your $400 shoes. No, I couldn't care less what the neighbors are driving. But after we sent The Whoa/Chocolate off to school my husband got distracted by noises outside of our windows. And lo and behold look what he found to the recently abandoned house on the left side of us:

The workmen were just throwing the junk out of the windows. Then when they came out all wearing air masks (just like you'd see on Hoarders) I have to say I was a little surprised. But we'd heard rumors about the condition that house had been kept in. They were animal hoarders. I know at one time they had somewhere around 10 indoor cats.

(Our one cat was so kind to model in this picture for me to make my point in the story).

As the workmen worked the next several days on it some of the smells drifted into our yard... the smell of pure cat waste closed up in an unairconditioned house at 150 degress for a month or so. Yum. And by the way, here's a scene from inside the house of horrors:

And yes, its exactly what you think it is. Wishing much luck to those in charge of the project of restoring that home.

OK... so... two random pics of the boys this week, Meatball:

And the Loaf:

And last but not least, I had a teeny tiny bit of spending money this week. And I found T shirt that is so totally me:

I think I will be in my 50s and still shopping in the juniors section. Meh.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

On the Right Track, Baby!

It's that bi-monthly time of the month (that I'm not much fond of) again... the time when "Chocolate" (the oldest, our six year old) goes off for a 24 hour visit to her biological father.

Well, to get going... first things first:

Ah, much better! Now a little mood music while we shuffle around trying to get her stuff together. Her personal request:

Now it's off to half ass-edly get her an overnight bag together. "Hey Chocolate!" I call, "Where's your dinosaur bag?" "Um... in my mess of a closet?" she answers.

You don't say? Of course, it's NOT.

So good ol' Wal Mart bag to the rescue. See? They are recyclable! Now to just find some pjs...

Of course... nothing there except her brother, Meatball. Oh well, her granny will find her some when she's there (in case you are curious Chocolate's biological dad is 35, eternally unemployed, and lives in a dark room within his parents' home). Before leaving Chocolate's room I remember her latest obsession, her "Krusty Krab Playset":

A gift from her Auntie: a real pink starfish and yellow sponge from Padre Island. And the bug-catcher next to it just happens to be shaped like the Krusty Krab. This little treasure will not be leaving The Burrow to go to see Biological Dad though. Ah... and now we wait. How to pass the time? Oh, right... Chocolate's Lady Gaga playlist:

I mean come on... how can you NOT dance to Lady Gaga? Oh... here comes her other brother, Loafie, to join in:

Loafie's favorite song in the world is "Born This Way." He's not going to appreciate it when I bring this up to him in about 10 years. Well... onward with the day as Chocolate has now been shipped off... "I'm on the right track, baby!"

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About "The Burrow":
The Weasleys are a low income magical family in the Harry Potter world and their home is called "The Burrow". They have seven kids and while their home isn't anyone's dream home the love and loyalty inside is most everyone's dream. Our home is much like that, but without the 7 kids. 3 is quite enough. ;-)

Stay At Home Mom/Domestic Goddess (although I do work outside the home at night for supplemental income) · Dec 2008 to present · Fort Worth, Texas

Creating harmony and magic among: 3 little tornadoes... uh... I mean, children, endless Spongebob reruns, an unusually out there but awesome business partner/husband, maintaining "company" records and bookkeeping since 2008.