genious? maby. bored? not usually. quirky? most definatly! my friends have mentioned to me that I have a tendancy to come back to previous conversaitions and comment on them up to a month later. To me this is just taking time to think about things mull the content over and come to a decision on how I feel about the subject, if it still holds my interest, yes I will pick up where we left off. Its alot easier to feel like your friends overseas are right there with you when you can pick up on a conversation with them that you started the last time they were in the states. Now the point here is that my son, (we all know which one this is) decided to throw a cupple things behind our fireplace wall... let me help you understand that its the 2 in space between the fire wall and the regular wall. I tried to retrieve these items with a coat hanger about 5 or 6 months ago to no avail when suddenly today I had a thought. perhaps today was the day. I took a string tied it to a spoon (for weight) dropped it down between the walls, wiggled, laced, and scooted the item untill it was secured, then lifted it out and repeated the process. those two items have bugged me forever and it didnt come to me untill now. the conclusion can be one of two things. I am somone who thinks things over for a long time or i was ment to be a blond.

lately it seems that the ability to obtain the right picture out of my files and post is completely eluding me. perhaps I am not the computer genius that I once thought myself to be. I truly believe that living through the dawn of home computers did not in fact help to progress the common man (or woman) to a complete working knowledge of this vast technology, nope. simply put I can play PAC man and centipede but please don't ask me to tell you how to retrieve information stored on my computer. currently in a state of denial I wholeheartedly state that it just doesn't exist!

some of you out there who have children may at times describe them with words like whiney or tape recorder, little mama ect. thats why having more than one makes life so unpredictable. While one child is maintaining the mature stance on a subject his or her brother might be choosing the goofball option. It has been discovered in the past year that the youngest child is in fact a pack rat. I am not saying that he likes to have his toys in one place, rather he locates a prized object i.e. book, shoe, remote controller, and takes it to a heidy hole. on my parents most recent visit to my house they brought with them a catalog for model trains. All the kids enjoyed the book untill it dissapeared. today a month later it mysteriously was found by the little guy. Here is where I draw my final conclusion... he has a heidy hole somwhere in the house and only He knows the location of it. ( heidy hole- refrenced from spongebob episode SHELL OF A MAN) Aparently my son has more than one of these hiding places as evidanced by the loss of one nana and poppie tv zapper and pot without a lid.

its hard to believe that close to five years ago I started on my life changing journey. I see new moms and have to remind myself to be compassionate and understanding instead of thinking "baby you aint seen nothing yet!" God has tought me so much throughout this crazy ride. I just wish I knew where the breaks were so I could slow it all down. somthing that I like about being a mom?...understanding why my parents did all those things that seemed so smothering. somthing that I hate about being a mom?.. having to be in contact with bodily secreations such as POOP :( I wont lie. I never enjoyed changing diapers but the real heaving point for me has been the extra toy in the bathtub that falls apart when you go to take it out.

I have to admit that whenever the word toothbrush is mentioned my mind instantly flashes back to a sinefeild eppisode where jerry is at his girlfriends appartment and accidentally bumps her toothbrush into the toilet, he then pulls it out and looks at it but before he is able to tell the girlfriend about the incedent or throw it away she walks in, grabbs it out of his hand and begins to brush her teeth..anyhoo the entire eppisode he avoids kissing her because he didnt have the guts to tell her what happened. the point you ask. well lets just say we make sure to look our tooth cleaners over really well before we brush because of a certin young man (not pictured) who likes to dip everything in the toilet!