I shake just thinking about it

It being, my daughter getting older and starting to help pick out the clothes I buy for her. What is with this trend of making our little girls look like hookers? It seems like Target is the only inexpensive place to buy clothes anymore that are decent looking. Kohls and JcPenney have some pretty raunchy looking things. Especially Kohls.

And what the hell is with using material that I specifically remember being the material that my bar hopping clothes were made of???

The idea of my daughter thinking it is OK to wear things like that at 4, 5, 6 and so on makes me want to puke. When I student taught, there was a 1st grader in the class who regularly wore inappropriate (in my opinion) clothes. Her favorite t-shirt to wear was a “Property of the Boys Locker Room” shirt. WTH? Who buys that for a 6 year old??

I get it. Sex sells…but for a 6 year old? Really? Is that necessary? I one time told my husband that I need to go into designing kids clothes, but then I saw on The Next Top Model how they had to draw their pictures and stuff and well…I doubt a stick figure would make my clothes sell very well!

Wordless Wednesday – 9/3/08

I hate being sick

I’m sure no one likes being sick, well unless you are trying to get out of going to school, work, or something at your in-laws house (though I like mine so you won’t see me doing that)! But what’s worse, is being sick when your husband is about to go out of town for a week. That ALWAYS happens to me. It sucks.

Sinus headache; sore throat; stuffy nose; coughing; the whole shebang. WTF?

Total Kick Butt Baked Beans!!

Normally I am not a big baked bean fan, but my husband loves them and we were having friends over for a BBQ so I made them. They were AWESOME! Absolutely the best baked beans I have ever had (if I don’t say so myself)!

So I figured I would share it with you all. I got the recipe from here.

Southern Baked Beans

1 can baked beans
1/4 cup onions, chopped (I used dried minced onions because I did not have an onion)
1/2 cup brown sugar, firmly packed
1/4 cup Ketchup
2 tsp mustard
2 tsp Worcestershire sauce

I put everything in the crock pot until it was nice and bubbly, then switched it to warm until ready to serve.

Yum Yum!!

What am I going to do with him??

My son that is. That child is a something else. Last year he picked up the word “damn”. At one point he wanted his middle named to be changed to “Dammit” because he thought that was a much better sounding middle name than the one he was given.

My husband and I had tried everything to get him to stop saying that word. But of course, he knew it bothered us, so he said it more often. Finally in a last ditch effort to save my sanity and stop being embarrassed in public, I told him that he can only say that word in his room.

We haven’t really heard it out of him since. The other night, however, I was walking past his room after he had gone to bed and I hear him singing:

“I’m in my damn damn room. My damn damn room. I can say damn in my damn damn room. I like the word damn, but can only say it in my damn damn room…” and so on.

We sat out there listening to him, hands over our mouths and realized one thing. One very important thing. Our child had FINALLY listened to something we told him!

Here’s hoping he doesn’t decide to sing his song at preschool in a couple weeks!