the 15 year plan...

Friday night out the wild blue yonder, The husband hits me with his 15 year plan. My first thought is, who the hell makes a 15 year plan?? My second thought is, this is coming from a man who sometimes forgets to wash his hair in the shower.

Apparently he wants to be a preacher. For those of you who know me, know that I am not preacher wife materiel. I like rock music, I like throwing curse words..( I do try not too, but it is just pure habit), I am about as social as a black widow. I can not pretend to like someone, and I tend to speak my mind. If I think your being a dumb ass, I will say " Hey dumb ass"

I do not think that it would be very approicate for me..the preachers wife to say " shut the fuc* up you bi*ch" Or " I really don't like you, so please stop talking to me"

Now I have no problem persay with preachers or preachers wives. I just know that is not me. I am who I am... I am religious in my own way. I have my own relationship with The big Man upstairs. It may not be the same as yours, but I have one.

I try to curb my language, but habits are hard to break. From the time I was 13, I have had a mouth like a sailor. It does not make me any less religious, just means I am gonna have to do some extra pleading at the pearly gates when I get there. I have not ever broke one of the Ten Commandments. Well not that I can think of....Maybe just one....But who is counting...?

So what is my 15 year plan? Well being a preachers wife was not one of them. I was thinking more along the lines of constant vacations and living nicely off of The husbands retire fund..Maybe travel, go skinny dipping somewhere, maybe run from the cops at least one,let the kids come home once a year for the holiday...I will let them chose which holiday they can come home for!! But it looks like my 15 year plan and his, are going to collolide.

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My mom and I go shopping Saturday and before I leave The Husband says "are you leaving with your hair like that?"

"um, I was thinking about it"

"well it looks like you came straight out of the 80,s"

"is that a bad thing"

really it was not, I had it all pulled back. Try throwing your lady a compliment once in while..So far I know my cooking isn't that great, I cant do my hair,and I do not do a good job keeping the house picked up but it is ok for him to do laundry and throw the clothes in the middle of the basmement floor rather then bring them up to be folded....

I feel so loved:)

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Oh, Kissing spawn knows about * Santa*.....I had made up my mind that if he asked this year that we would tell him..He is going to be 9 in March, and I felt that it was a good age. I did not want his friends telling him, or them to make fun of him for believing...Kind of a sticky situation...I feel kind of sad, but I know it was for the best. He has been warned that if he breathes a word of this to his little sisters he will die!!

I knew about Santa in second grade. I asked, and my mom told me. I remember it very well. She had told me not to tell my sister..No matter how much I hated her, I did not say a word..Over the years, we got older, we got boobs, started our periods...And she still believed in Santa...Finally when my mom told her, she cried and cried....

This is what I deal with people!!


Our hello hottie for the day







yes this is Chef Rocco....I guess I will have to hire him to do my meal time cooking:)


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Rachel Ray.....She can come cook his meals I guess


Have a good Monday


Toodles


editors note**

as I am getting the spawns ready to head out for the bus stop, I looked to see what the tempature is...it is -8 and with the wind feels like -20....reason number 40 gabizillon why I hate,loth, and dispise MN...It never got this cold in MI..but I hate MI too:)