You’ve been BOO’ed!

My kids are off school for MEA weekend. I am not so lucky and have Chemistry Lab tonight. However, I decided to take advantage of being able to spend time with my kids and do something fun. We boo’ed our neighbors.

We ran to Target (seriously, this store has it all) and purchased a TON of Halloween goodies! It was actually rather difficult to give it all away. My kids kept trying to get us to keep some of it. Mostly the cool glow in the dark fingers they talked me into. I’m not sure if our neighbors will enjoy those as much as my kids do, but it seemed like a good idea to add some fun.

Then I had to make the cards for the Boo bag. I found this on Pinterest:

Mine were not this cute, but it worked.

After we loaded up the bags, stuffed in our cards, it was time to do the delivery. Now, I know that “traditionally” this is done at night, in secret. But I wasn’t going to be here tonight. Plus, I was thinking MOST people wouldn’t be home.


Also, my kids totally didn’t understand the “secret” portion. I told them to drop off the gift, ring the bell and RUN.

They argued about who was going to drop off the gift and who was supposed to ring the bell. They couldn’t figure out which door they were supposed to go to. Our neighborhood offers 2 options. Then they ran back to our driveway and waited to see if someone answered the door. As the person answered, my kids waved, neglecting the “secret” part of the operation.

I did get photos but they didn’t turn out great since I was taking them through my window, which hasn’t been cleaned since 2013.

This was a blast to do! I’ve never Boo’ed my neighbors before, but this might be our new tradition. Although, I may have to get to know more of them, because I can’t keep surprising the same ones over and over again.

Sorry this isn’t much of an update. School has been CRAZY lately. We’re heading into Midterms now and I’m just scraping by. I’ve put in so much study time it’s unreal. I always thought that you get out of something what you put into it. That’s not true in this case.

Hopefully I’ll have more to say in a week or so. Gotta get through midterm and then we get a “TINY” break before finals kick in. BOOOOO!

Homework as an Adult

Homework as an adult seems to suck just as much as it did when I was in High School. However, adding 3 kids, a house to clean, meals to make, life to manage, to the to-do list is really adding to the suck factor.

My husband has been helping out SO MUCH, but there’s honestly more than we can both handle right now. Which means, things have gotten a little out of hand around our house.

For example?

I found a dead fly in the freezer. Why? No clue. How long has it been there? Not sure. Is it still in there, even at this moment as I type this? Why, yes. It is.

The laundry has exploded. I’ve been trying to do loads of laundry in between classes and homework…unfortunately, it just keeps multiplying. There are approximately 9 loads of laundry, right now. 2 are filling the washer and dryer, both on their second round. The rest are spread between the floor of our house, or in a nice clean pile in my bedroom, waiting to be put away. I should probably be doing it now, instead of writing, but it’s not going anywhere.

I’ve been so caught up in the days, that I actually forgot that September in Minnesota= cooler weather. Obviously, I know that despite my drawers still containing shorts, that it would be rather stupid to actually wear them. My kids don’t know that just yet. I haven’t taken out their summer clothes yet. I’ve been picking them up in the afternoons (highs of 60’s right now) wearing shorts and tank tops. Yeah, that’s probably not that bad, but it’s only going to get worse. I feel bad.

I did pull out all their summer clothing and put it in a tote that is sitting in the middle of the living room. One step at a time.

School is going OK. I’m totes bombing Chemistry already. Didn’t take long, did it? I’ll be doing extra tutoring to help with that. I wish there was some way to stay on campus, so I could be there during the random hours that they offer tutoring and study groups. Living in a dorm room was not an option for me. But maybe this would work?:


I’ll just put it on the back of my car and *poof* insta-home! Isn’t it the cutest?! I’ll just live in the parking lot on the days I need to stay there. That’s cool, right?

And on that note, I’ll leave you with some funny things my kids have said lately, because it’s all I have. I’m too tired for actual thinking right now.

Morgan: “Wish I could have a treat too.”

Me: “Wishes are fun, aren’t they?”

Morgan: “Yeah. They never actually come true.”


Evan’s friend: “Ask your Mom if we can do a lemonade stand.”

Evan: “MOM! Can we do a lemonade stand?”

Me: “Wait until the weekend, you will have better business then.”

Evan’s friend: “What does that even mean? Was that a no?”

Evan: “That’s her nice way of saying no. If we ask her again, we’ll get her mean way.”

First Impression?

School has started.

I’m back. In school. Again. Not sure if I am supposed to be happy or scared out of my mind.

I’ve only been in class (3 out of 4 of them) for 1 day. But here’s my first impression:

  1. I am old as dirt. I don’t know who has been telling me that 35 is the new 25, but that does not hold true in college. These “kids” gasp when they hear my age. “Do you actually have children?” “OMG, You are totally the MOM of our group.” I now tremble in fear whenever we have to introduce ourselves.
  2. Pronouns are the new thing when introducing yourself. Yes, I know the world is changing. I’m actually in support of change. But if you call me a he, rather than she, I will not flog you in front of fellow classmates. I just don’t care. Call me whatever you want. Except Ma’am. I may get violent over that one. I don’t mind being mistaken for a man, but you indicate in ANY WAY my age, I will harm you.
  3. I’m in WAY over my head!!! One of my professors actually told us the classroom is open 24 hours. You could literally sleep there while studying. And people have. “Oh yea, we’ve stayed here studying until 3 a.m.” Crap. I have 3 kids, a husband and a house. I CANNOT DO THAT. “Sorry kids, Mommy is leaving for a year. She’s living on campus so her life is easier. The end.” I never thought I would say this, but I’m so jealous of the people who get to live on campus. Yeah, maybe you can’t drink alcohol in your room, while watching Netflix (which is my big plan for the night), but there are so many benefits! It takes me an hour in the morning to get there, due to traffic. My car alternator died. I barely made it home. If I forget something at home, I’m screwed. If I have a girl emergency, I can just run back to my room and still make it to class on time.
  4. I was so worried about dressing well for class, until I arrived, I realized I was the only one. I know I’m pretty lax when it comes to putting on pants and when it’s appropriate, but to school? Although, I will no longer be concerned about wearing makeup or brushing my hair. I really want to fit in. 80s popular throwback teen witch robyn lively
  5. I remembered how awful it is to work in groups and how much college is REALLY into that. Damn. Can’t I just get through some part of life without being forced to discuss shit with a random stranger? I haven’t been in school in years, I’m pretty sure my life experience isn’t really relevant. I used a cartoon for an example today. Seriously. A cartoon. I will not go into detail because I was ashamed. But damn.

I will say this, I’m actually pretty pumped for my classes. Two of the three have some potential to be awesome. The fourth, I won’t get into until Monday.

Now, time for my homework. I have to finish mine so I can help the kids with theirs.

And yes, I realize I may be showing my age by using the Teen Witch Gif. I don’t care. Still love that movie and that’s the song in my head when I walk through the school.

Here We Go…Again!

It’s time for BACK TO SCHOOL!! Except this time, it will include…ME!!!!

Yes, I get to go back to school, while the kids are in school. I’m so damn nervous. What the hell was I thinking? This seemed like such a good idea months ago and now that the time is here, I DON’T WANNA GO!!!!!

I won’t even be here to take the kids to their first day. How crappy is that? I have orientation first thing in the morning.

Honestly, I’m a little excited. I get to take some AWESOME classes! All that learning, coming at me, I’m gunna be so smart.

However, because I’m going to be at school, doing schoolie-like things, I needed a command center for our family. One place where all the stuff would go. The big calendar. The menu plan for the week. That way when Jalon has to take over, nothing will (yeah, right) go wrong.

Of course, as usual, Pinterest had ALL THE IDEAS in one handy location. Then, as usual, I had NO LUCK finding ANYTHING similar to what I saw online. Crap. And no, I’m not ordering it online and waiting for it to arrive. I came up with this idea and had a week to pull it off. I’d like to say I nailed it. But my husband did most of that for me, since I’m scared of power tools…

I tried several (about 50) different stores. Finally, (thanks to my Mom and her awesome* advice), I found a solution, RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF ME!! Well, the garage anyway. Bonus points were gained pissing off husband by playing in the garage and digging until I found what I wanted and used whatever I found.

*by awesome, I mean I totally didn’t like it at the time. But, as usual, we always end up taking Mom’s advice. Because that’s just how life works.

This was the area “before”. I had this corner kitchen table we never use anymore. We actually have a bigger dining room table we have been using more often, now that the kids are bigger and less likely to spill. We sold the small corner table. And on the right, you can see where the kids were putting backpacks and coats. And eventually snow pants, winter coats and everything else they lug home. It gets so crowded in the winter that we can hardly open the door.


This is what I found in the garage. Old windows! I actually have two, but only one was used in this project. I sprayed it a beautiful charcoal gray. You can see my chalk outline design on the driveway. That’s how I plan. By drawing on the driveway in chalk. Elegant.


And *POOF* just like that, it’s done! Just kidding. I painted it all. The left side is bulletin board material, covered with fabric. The middle is chalkboard paint. The right side is for dry erase markers. The baskets are for the kids hats and mittens. Jalon used magic to put it all together. I’m pretty sure that’s what it was.


And I had to fix the wall. Because I’m the one that made it all holey before. Oops. I cannot be trusted with a hammer and nails. Ever.

Jalon, lovingly, volunteered to put it up for me. He sweat all over. ALL OVER. But it’s so pretty!!!!


The FINISHED PRODUCT!!! Isn’t it pretty?! The file holders are for the kids paperwork. They bring home folders each day, so they have to empty them in the holder. The container on the left is for the dry erase markers, chalk and tacks needed. The calendar is our family calendar. And the clock is useless since no one can tell time. But it was on sale and matched the kitchen.


Just a closer picture in case you want to come over for dinner one night this week. Feel free to pick your day. You will be making your choice, just so you know.

I thought that when this was all done, I would be feeling SUPER ready for the upcoming year. But I find that I’m even more anxious now that I have nothing to do. Shoot.

Top Ten Things I Should Be Ashamed Of

This summer has been a fun one. However, I have done a few things/or a few things have happened to me that I should be ashamed/embarrassed to admit.

But I’m not.

It’s life. I’ve come to terms with it. It’s just who I am.

1. I found a hair. On my face.

A big, thick, white, curly hair coming out of my cheek. What the hell?

I’m 35 years old. I get it. Hair starts popping up in random places. I’ve expected it to happen…around my upper lip area, my nose or ears.

But a real whisker? Seriously? Am I a cat?!

No. Not happening. I pulled it out immediately, but don’t think I don’t check every single day for new ones. My husband and I don’t want our “whiskers” mating when we kiss.

2. How many Lemon bars can you eat in one day? So far, I’ve had 6. I started with nibbles off the edges of the pan. Then I caved and sliced off a bar. But I will still hungry. So I shaved off a half a bar. But I couldn’t just leave the half a bar all alone…so I ate it. Then the kids each wanted one, so I took one so they wouldn’t be eating alone. But the “one” I took may have been two combined due to its size. I have a problem. Send help. I can’t stop eating ALL the sugar!

3. I Pokémon hunt daily. Yes, I have the app. I downloaded it for my kids, initially. Then I became addicted. Now we have my husband take us around to Pokestops. My kids and I take Pokewalks every day. I’m learning more about Pokémon than I ever thought I wanted. However, I have completed my 10,000 steps each day, due to this app. Hatching those eggs takes a LOT of patience and movement. But I totally scored a Lapras out of it! Whoo-hoo!

4. At the beginning of summer, I had this rule for my kids: One hour of tech time per day. However, it’s August. Momma would just about do ANYTHING for some quiet time. I may have given them some “extra” tech time so I could nap. Like 4 hours extra…it was worth it.

5. There are days…full days, where I don’t actually get dressed for the day. At all. I will straight up wear the same pj pants all week. Takes the pressure off. No looking through the closet, wondering what I should wear. Plus, the laundry pile has been shrinking, which is really awesome. I may not smell that great, but my kids don’t care.

6. I’ve given up taking the kids out on summer expeditions. I’m so over it. We would prep for it, drive all the way out there, it would eventually get too hot, someone would complain, they would all argue and fight, I would yell, then we would come home super crabby and gross. No. Thank. You. Summer’s almost over. I quit.

7. I literally have nothing but time, yet I still can’t seem to get the housework done, make dinner and entertain the kids in the same day. Apparently, I have important things to do. Like, puzzles, reading my HUGE stack of library books, Pokewalks, sleeping in the afternoon and watching Secret Circle on Netflix (and being pissed all over again, once you realize it was only on for 1 season).

8. I’ve been letting things slide because it’s “summer” and “no one cares”. My kids rarely get bathed. It’s like once a week right now. Pretty sad, huh? There’s no actual bedtime. It’s just “when you start to annoy us, go to bed”. Declan actually complained that his toenails were getting too long the other day, (honestly, it wasn’t THAT bad) and brought me the clippers to fix them. Oops.

9. I just spent $60 at Goodwill. On what? Babysitters Club Books. Someone was getting rid of their collection, just when I happen to be building mine up! SCORE! I totally should be embarrassed about this but I’m SO NOT! I LOVE THESE BOOKS! Although, I’m really going to need another book shelf soon, just to store them all. I had no idea how many there really were.

I also have a list so I can cross out the ones I find. I happen to have a second list in my purse so I know what ones I still need. I just rewrote this list because my last one was too messy. I may have issues.

10. While were at it, I seem to have some sort of mental issue that makes me collect and hoard items. I have no other reason to want to collect each one, really. It just fills me with such joy. It’s not just the Babysitters Club books I’ve been collecting. I also have Garfield.


Which, by the way, has its own list.

Yes, I do actually read these books. My husband accepts me for who I am. So it’s all good.

Top Ten Things I Hate About Summer

I enjoy summer. I really do. However, this past week has been BLAZING hot. I think we hit 116 heat index the other day. I started thinking about how much I’ll miss this heat when it’s in the negatives this winter, but I’m not sure this is the type of heat I’ll miss.

I decided that this was a good moment to share my top 10 reasons to hate summer:

  1. June Bugs, Japanese Beetles, and Cicadas. June Bugs slap against your face during quiet bonfire nights. Japanese Beetles COVER all the plants and eat them all and Cicadas leave their giant shell carcasses stuck to the outdoor furniture only so I can freak out when I accidentally touch one.
  2. Swoob and Swamp-ass. There’s just not enough spray deodorant to go around. Seriously, I hate the feeling of sweat dripping down between my boobs, filling my padded bra (which I have because I appreciate all the help I can get), and having to walk around with what feels like a water bra. I could wring that thing out after a walk outside. It was so hot the other day, after walking to the store, I realized I had a sweat-stache’ beaded up on my upper-lip area. Good God. Someone help me.
  3. Shaving my legs. Don’t get me wrong. I love having soft, smooth legs. But, I don’t really need it every day. Really. I just don’t care. However, forget a few days, then go outside wearing shorts because it’s so damn hot and *POOF* everyone comments on how they could braid your leg hair. (Ok, I promise it wasn’t *that* bad, but it was noticeable).
  4. Summer Vacation at home with 3 kids. Send. Help. Please.
  5. My leather seats. Who’s dumb idea was it to buy a black car with black leather interior? Nothing like forgetting about having bare legs and feeling that searing heat cook naked skin.
  6. Cooking or Baking, Anything. I love to cook. And when I’m craving something, I love to bake. But when the sun becomes a fiery ball of death in the sky that sends licks of flames down to my house, considering even turning on the oven is a death sentence. Although, raw brownie batter, here I come!
  7. Sun set at 9p.m. Yes, it’s nice when this happens and you feel like you get to enjoy longer days. But when you want your day to be shorter, and decide to go to bed early one night, I don’t need the sun telling me what I already know. “Yes, I get it, Sun. It’s 8p.m. I should be out doing something productive or enjoying the evening, but I’m tired. Give up already.” The winter doesn’t try to embarrass me. It just shuts the world down at 5p.m. whether you want to go to bed early or not.
  8. Mosquitos. I almost put them with the rest of the bugs in #1, but they deserve their own #. Seriously. I decide to stay up later to enjoy the outdoors in the evening and all I get for it is 40 mosquito bites that make me look like I have Chicken Pox.
  9. Sand. Where does it come from? I don’t even have a sandbox, and yet, I sweep up a ton of it weekly. It’s everywhere.
  10. Wet clothing and laundry. Every day, my kids find a way to get wet. Then they have to change. Then they get wet, again. Then they have to change. This is a cycle that needs to end. Either stop getting wet or live with being wet. Or I need to make clothing out of plastic wrap instead. I miss the days of them running around in diapers…sometimes.

There you go. My Top Ten for this week.

Top Ten for Summer- Part 2

This is my second installment of the Top Ten for Summer. It’s almost August! Summer is almost over!!

My list this week is: Top Ten Things I’m Sick of Saying.

  1. “No. It’s NOT time to eat! It’s 9:30 a.m. At least wait until 11 for lunch.” Why does this happen EVERY DAY. The rules NEVER change. Yet, I get asked this question constantly. Apparently, I’m starving my children. Just as I wrote this, my son came up and said, “I see lunchtime on the screen, can we eat now?” Never should have taught them how to read.
  2. “STOP FIGHTING!” I’m going to set up a ring in my backyard and let them “solve” their issues the old-fashioned way.
  3. “Shut the DOOR!” This actually isn’t me. I’m just really tired of hearing my husband say this over and over again. “We’re not paying to air condition the outside!” and “You’re letting all the flies in!”, go along with this as well. For some reason, this is a difficult concept for my children to remember.
  4. “You HAVE to take a bath! The top of your feet are a different color than the bottoms. It’s time to see what’s under the dirt.” Bleh. My poor bath. They leave a brown ring every time.
  5. “Put your shoes on!” I get it. Summer= shoes optional. However, this does not mean you can go barefoot into Target. They frown on that. Especially when your feet resemble what I described in #4.
  6. “Please get dressed. At least put on PANTS!” Morgan will wander this house in her underwear for WEEKS if we don’t tell her to get dressed. I guess this summer schedule is too relaxed.
  7. “Stop grossing me out!” The other day, this was a conversation I overheard in the back of my car while I was driving the twins to the store: Morgan: “Hey Declan! Guess what I’m eating?” Declan: “Is it candy?” Morgan: “Nope! It’s a booger!” They both laugh, then 2 minutes later I hear: Declan: “Morgan, guess what I’m eating?” Morgan: “Is it a booger?” Declan: “Nope! I’m chewing on a toenail!” They both start laughing again. If you ever thought having twins was a cute adventure, think again.
  8. “No. A tornado isn’t going to come and blow you away.” Thanks to my son Evan, and his desire to be a storm chaser, all my kids are a little obsessed with Tornadoes. However, to them, every single thunderstorm we get here, holds a tornado just waiting to take them away. We get a LOT of storms here. That’s a LOT of opportunities for them to fly away. I used to love storms. Now I dread the sound of thunder, because it means I have to dig out my prepared speech about how they will not be sucked up by a tornado.
  9. “CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELVES!” No, there is no magical fairy that cleans up when you go to school. Now that it’s summer, you can see how you contribute to the disaster we call home.
  10. “Please, leave me alone for 5 minutes!” Yes, I know I’m here with you ALL summer. Every single minute of every single day. It’s pretty neat that I get this opportunity. However, sometimes I need just 5 minutes to breath. Or pee in peace. In those 5 minutes, I don’t want to play with you, I don’t want to “just watch this one thing” or even listen to who touched who first. I just want 5 minutes of PURE PEACE and QUIET. In this house, you would think I was asking for World Peace. At least my bathrooms have locks.