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Happy St. Patrick’s Day, friends.  We’re not actually doing anything to celebrate.  In fact, we made a critical error in judgement earlier that was pretty much the opposite of celebrating. We went to Costco.  On a weekend.  Right after lunchtime.  Which means that in addition to people shoving their carts in front of you to […]

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by Kristi Campbell

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  • Janine Huldie - Happy St. Patrick’s Day. I love both Leprechauns. And the kilt cracked me up 🙂March 17, 2013 – 5:30 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Glad the kilt cracked you up!March 17, 2013 – 5:32 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - LOL!!! The kilt might have actually gotten by me.March 17, 2013 – 8:18 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - It got by me for the whole time it took to draw that little dude. Sigh…March 17, 2013 – 10:32 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - Too funny about the kilt on the leprachaun (did I spell that right?)…but of course I would not have caught the Irish/Scottish discrepancy…and yeah, I’ve made that Costco mistake once or twice — NEVER AGAIN!!March 17, 2013 – 8:35 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - I think you did spell it right. I just relied on spell check each time, so it’s not like I actually know how to spell it either. And yeah, Costco? on the weekend? SO. Not. Worth. It.March 17, 2013 – 10:33 pmReplyCancel

  • Rachel - But the more important question is…did you wear green to Costco? Perhaps, a kilt? Thank you for sending luck my way. I feel better already. I like the little dancing lines on the leprechaun that suggest he’s doing a gig. I almost joined in.March 17, 2013 – 9:01 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Ach, Rachel, I was hoping you wouldn’t ask. Because NO. None of us wore green today. I am able to happily report that none of were pinched, either.
      And I knew it! I knew that if I drew a lucky leprechaun that you would get the luck! YAY! Probably, you should buy a power-ball ticket. And if you win, I’ll assume fairly that I get 40percent. 😉March 17, 2013 – 10:35 pmReplyCancel

  • Stephanie @ Mommy, for real. - The leprechaun in a kilt is pure genius. And, yeah, Costco on the weekend totally sucks, but we do it ALL the time. It’s like we think we’re going to a carnival or something. Better samples on the weekend, though…just sayin’.

    I cracked up at the image of the chest-beating.March 17, 2013 – 10:45 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Yeah, the chest beating? Robert has been doing that forever with Tucker – taptaptaptaptaptap on his chest. He thinks it’s fun because it “sounds” (maybe?) like a helicopter. Tucker thinks that the word for helicopter is forever tied with tappppppppppping on his chest. Cute in theory. Until it happens at Costco on a weekend forlikeever and stuff.March 17, 2013 – 11:00 pmReplyCancel

  • Alana Terry - Haha, love the Scottish leprechaun! I also had a Costco weekend and ended up scraping someone’s car and he ended up waiting in the parking lot until we were done shopping to confront me. Yikes!March 17, 2013 – 10:58 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - OMG you scraped somebody’s car at Costco this weekend?? I take every horror that I experienced and say WOWOW mine was not as bad as yours, having the guy wait for you. Ouch.March 17, 2013 – 11:04 pmReplyCancel

      • Alana Terry - Yeah, definitely no fun. But he at least helped me put my fifty pounds of dog food in the trunk!March 18, 2013 – 12:23 amReplyCancel

        • admin - Well that might make it worth it right there!March 18, 2013 – 7:25 amReplyCancel

  • Joy - Thank you so much for the luck-bringing leprechaun! Actually I might not have even noticed the kilt! 😉March 18, 2013 – 6:03 amReplyCancel

    • admin - I hope he (both of them) brings you luck!March 18, 2013 – 7:26 amReplyCancel

  • Jen - Seriously?? You’re a crackpot! AND COSTCO ON THE WEEKEND? WHAT ARE YOU NUTS??? Yes I was yelling, cause someone needed to.
    Isaiah’s newest tic is pulling both fists up to his chest and hitting his chest. Him and Tuck should start a band. Kilt. Goof.March 18, 2013 – 9:49 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - I know! I suck. Thank you for yelling at me. I needed it. Let’s get the kids a band. Maybe they could make money and support us already.March 18, 2013 – 10:43 pmReplyCancel

  • Misty@MeetTheCottons - i’m guessing costco is a lot like sam’s club!March 19, 2013 – 9:02 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Ach, identical really. I think it’s maybe a territory thing? Not sure though. We also have BJ’s here which I suspect is also identical. Hey glad you’re back by the way 🙂March 19, 2013 – 11:39 pmReplyCancel

This week’s sentence to finish is “I did something really stupid once…”  Talk about a perfect topic.  Except, well, “once?”  How am I supposed to tell you about something stupid I did once when the prevailing theme of my life (and therefore Finding Ninee’s) is “I did something stupid AGAIN?” Luckily, I was able to […]

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  • Stephanie @ Mommy, for real. - First of all, know why we’re friends? Because in our FTSF “stupid thing I did post” you use the word “dumbass” and I use the word “A-Hole.” 😀

    Also, does your husband really vote for you every day? Man, he kicks ass.

    Also, the “Laxatives Elefante” made me laugh hysterically. The other pictures were pretty awesome, too. I am all too familiar with the travel-I-haven’t-pooped-for-five-days phenomenon. I would have taken it, too.

    And the Botox? Dude, that totally sucks.

    Look at you- linking up the night before! Love it!March 15, 2013 – 12:13 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Wow, do you win a prize for being first commenter? ‘Cause you SO should. And love that we’re both dumbasses AND a-holes. Takes a special kind of special for that shiza.

      No. he doesn’t vote for me every day. He sucks.

      I know! I’ve been working on a FITL post for like DAYS and I hate it. This one? 15 minutes. Weird.March 15, 2013 – 12:20 amReplyCancel

  • Kate Hall - I can’t believe you didn’t tell your husband you got Botox. LOL! What’d he say when you finally told him? And you poor thing on the Mexico trip – the pictures are awesome! It’s amazing how good you are at coming up with a picture to match/enhance the story.March 15, 2013 – 1:12 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Kate, I didn’t tell him for so long that I’m not sure he’s ever made the connection. We’ll see if he says anything after reading this. 😀March 15, 2013 – 7:20 amReplyCancel

  • Considerer - Hehehehe your poor husband! Love your pictures.March 15, 2013 – 5:25 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Thanks, Considerer!March 15, 2013 – 7:21 amReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - LOL to ALL. You did good to SQUASH the centipede. I would have had to sleep somewhere else. Not quite the same thing but I took a motion sickness pill boarding a flight from Hawaii to Japan. I thought I’d sleep the whole time. The flight was delayed and I was in the airport dragging my feet and the luggage. It was awful.March 15, 2013 – 6:37 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Ugh I hate bugs. I’m glad I’m not alone there. And you poor thing about the motion sickness pill – what an awful flight that must have been. I took a Tylenol PM pill on a flight from US to Greece and then never slept…so I can relate a little bit.March 15, 2013 – 7:22 amReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - I so would have never let my husband live that trip down. For my 30th, it was supposed to be a surprise party, but half the family got deathly ill (his side) and that was oh so fun. Yeah, not going to venture what my 40th will bring. Oh and the botox good to know and will keep that in mind if I ever get adventurous!! Thanks as always for linking up and god how I love your drawings!! 🙂March 15, 2013 – 7:32 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Thanks so much, Janine! That sucks that half the family got so ill at the time of your 30th! Boo 🙁March 15, 2013 – 8:08 amReplyCancel

  • Julie DeNeen - Wow. The pictures are priceless. I can’t believe you did Botox. I would be scared shitless to try that. LOLMarch 15, 2013 – 8:13 amReplyCancel

    • admin - My wrinkles made me desperate. 😀March 15, 2013 – 8:17 amReplyCancel

  • Joy - Hahaha, your drawings kill me!! And don’t get me started on the elephant laxative!!

    And girl, who told you that you needed BOTOX?? You don’t!! I am sorry you had those side effects so hopefully you will stay away from it. You are beautiful without Botox, sister! xoMarch 15, 2013 – 9:18 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Aw, Joy! You are so sweet. If you saw my eyes up close you’d see why I wanted to try Botox. A mistake, but worth a shot. Blah. And thank you! <3
      So glad you are BACK!March 15, 2013 – 6:04 pmReplyCancel

  • Chris at Hye Thyme Cafe - Both of those stories sound like the makings of a terrible trip! I was expecting you to say that the rash was from one of the creepy-crawlers. My Mom got stung by some sort of caterpillar once and had problems with that site for a few YEARS!! Loved your drawings. 🙂March 15, 2013 – 11:35 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Oh wow, maybe the rash was from a creepy crawler! If that were the case, maybe I’m NOT allergic to Botox! Whee! Er, probably not. It traveled over my body sporadically for the three months it’s supposed to last. Sigh.
      Thanks for the comment!March 15, 2013 – 6:06 pmReplyCancel

  • christine - Your husband couldn’t tell that you had tried Botox? I’m thinking that would have annoyed me the most. Maybe?
    I’ve never been to Mexico, but if you aren’t supposed to drink the water, I would venture to guess you shouldn’t try their medication, either. 🙂
    Very funny!March 15, 2013 – 11:45 amReplyCancel

    • admin - NO! He didn’t notice at ALL. I like to think it’s because he doesn’t see my wrinkles. 😉
      And yeah, lesson learned on the Mexican Meds.March 15, 2013 – 6:06 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - I don’t know why but even though I’m not participating in this week’s link-up, I just knew I couldn’t miss yours! 🙂 Anyway, the closer I inch towards 50, the more tempted I am to try Botox…I still haven’t, but I feel like the minority amongst my less-wrinkled friends. Your story has convinced me to hold out, until I can’t stand looking like a perpetually angry mom anymore. Oh and as always, your pictures were just fantastically funny!!March 15, 2013 – 12:47 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Emily,
      Botox works for a lot of people. I think the key is to get a small amount only or else you’ll have those funky looking eyebrows that go all the way to your hairline on the outsides.
      And I’m SO HAPPY that you wanted to come visit my FTSF. You’re awesome. Totally.March 15, 2013 – 6:08 pmReplyCancel

  • Meredith - Oh gosh, I am dying over the Botox situation, but I was rolling already when I read about the laxative. I have so many poop incidents, far TOO many for a gal of my age–you are a lady after my heart, and you are hysterical!March 15, 2013 – 4:17 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Thanks so much Meredith! Yeah, pooping and travel don’t always love one another. Glad to hear I’m not the only poop-incident person out there 🙂March 15, 2013 – 6:09 pmReplyCancel

  • Alexa (katbiggie) - I am starting to understand why this group of people has all found each other online!!! Oh my gosh. Too freakin funny!March 15, 2013 – 6:26 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - So glad that you joined us! 🙂March 15, 2013 – 9:42 pmReplyCancel

  • clark - very funny post… not dumb that I can see (that may be saying as much about me as you)… but OTC remedies should sorta be the same. In fact, as you imply that it is a given that drinking water in certain countries can result in certain unpleasantries,… it is only logical to assume their laxatives would be weaker *not* stronger than those found in countries where the water has fewer activie ingredients!.March 15, 2013 – 9:14 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Clark! Thank you for the logic factor! Duh that laxatives should be weaker rather than stronger in Mexico than in the US. With that said, I’ve NEVER (knock on wood) had a problem with water in Mexico. Or lettuce or the other stuff they wash with water. Go figure.March 15, 2013 – 9:45 pmReplyCancel

  • Jean Heff - I don’t know if I should be ashamed of this or not but I think the smeared centipede is hilarious. I want to hang it up at work to make me laugh when I get stressed. OK, that might be weird.March 15, 2013 – 9:23 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Hehehe! Yeah, maybe a little weird, but life is short. Do what makes you happy and as stress-free as possible. 🙂March 16, 2013 – 10:19 amReplyCancel

  • Mama Meerkat - Ugh, those centipedes are the worst! I basically live in the woods, so I have them in my house. (Lest anyone think I am a creepy bug lady, around here there are called “house centipedes” because they are jerks and live in everyone’s houses.) Giant, fast moving, feathery centipedes just should not be allowed. My solution? Cats. Now I just occasionally find small piles or legs or piles of puke filled with legs, which I find preferable to the live version.March 15, 2013 – 10:27 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - I heard somebody call one a “house caterpillar” once and was like WTF? This shit will NEVER turn into a butterfly! DUH. I’d have cats except I’m totally allergic 🙁
      Don’t blame you that you prefer to find their body parts laying around. I would too!March 15, 2013 – 10:56 pmReplyCancel

  • Dawn - LOVE IT! I have not had the bathroom issue while on vacation, mostly because I don’t actually GO on vacations, but I will make a note to NOT use elephant laxatives if I should ever run into the problem. Thanks for linking up this week!March 16, 2013 – 4:59 pmReplyCancel

  • Maggie Amada - LOVE THIS! I was laughing pretty hard at the bangs. That happened to me a couple of times and your husband is a definite keeper. It’s pretty hard to remember to vote every day. Thanks for another great post. 🙂March 16, 2013 – 6:54 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Why is it we don’t learn when it comes to our bangs?? Thanks for the awesome comment. And the supercool tweet! 🙂March 16, 2013 – 6:59 pmReplyCancel

  • Rachel - Confession: I took a PRESCRIPTION strength laxative in Equador. I was really that desperate (I can’t believe I just wrote that here, but misery loves company). I’ve cut my bangs before too — with a similar result. So you’re not alone, dumbass! But, seriously, every week you roll with these prompts. It’s great.March 17, 2013 – 2:26 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - OMG a prescription laxative? In Equador? You are brave. Funny that you had similar results when cutting your bangs. Glad I’m not alone 🙂
      And thank you!March 17, 2013 – 2:42 pmReplyCancel

  • Misty@MeetTheCottons - lol. so glad to find someone who has strange allergic reactions, too! wonder if you can take medications on planes these days? if we ever make a trip out of the country i’m going to need to take a first aid kit with me! don’t want to share in your laxative experience!March 19, 2013 – 9:07 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - OMG me too! So glad I’m not alone! Do you carry epi-pens? I have them for my 3yo too which SUCKS 🙁
      And yeah, just wait ’til you get home to poop. Much better, I promise…March 19, 2013 – 11:41 pmReplyCancel

  • Jen - he he he. you so pretty just the way you are. no more rat poison for you!March 21, 2013 – 11:59 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - BAH. I need the rat poison. Ugly, here. Weep.March 22, 2013 – 12:04 amReplyCancel

  • Emily - Loved this post the first time around and loved it again…it’s funny because just today I was discussing Botox with an old high school friend. We got together for lunch because our 30-year high school reunion is coming up in a few weeks and we wanted to see each other before hand. We both have never tried Botox and yet most of our friends have and we wondered if we should try it for our 30th…after reading your post, I’m going to give it another Pass! Thanks for the laughs – again!June 3, 2013 – 10:36 pmReplyCancel

  • Rachel G - Oh man, that is not fun at all! Husbands do need to listen to key facts like that….June 4, 2013 – 7:13 amReplyCancel

  • Kelly Louise - That’s it, as soon as I get back from my work trip I have to scour your site. Too funny and I loved the illustrations.June 4, 2013 – 7:42 amReplyCancel

  • Julie Chenell DeNeen - Ohhhh dearrrr. I’m trying not to laugh, but I’m laughing!!!June 4, 2013 – 8:26 amReplyCancel

  • Dana - I’ve contemplated Botox, but I never even considered that I might have an allergic reaction. I guess I’ll just stick with the wrinkles. And the fact that you do stupid things makes me love you even more.June 4, 2013 – 11:27 amReplyCancel

  • Terrye - LMAO! My last trip to Mexico, it was 105 degrees. After the ‘class’ we had to take from the Navy before we traveled across the border, I was afraid to put anything in my mouth. I almost died of dehydration before we got back to San Diego. 🙂

    Hubby learned a LONG time ago, if I wanna go somewhere, he damn well better be happy about it (or pretend to be) or I’ll make his life a living hell on earth until *I’M* happy. 😉

    Great share and thank you for linking up!June 4, 2013 – 12:04 pmReplyCancel

  • Kristi Campbell - Emily,
    Botox works for a lot of people – just not me. It can look really bad sometimes, too. Scary crazy permanently raised eyebrows and stuff.
    —-
    Rachel,
    They do indeed need to listen to us more!
    —-
    Julie,
    It’s okay to laugh at me. I’m pretty dumb and laughable.
    —-
    Dana,
    Thanks for loving stupid old me!
    —-
    Terrye,
    Yes to US being happy. The hubs rarely choose the right vacation. Ha to not eating anything on your trip to Mexico!June 4, 2013 – 1:22 pmReplyCancel

  • Mary-andering Creatively - Funny. LOL I am laughing off my Kindle. I hate my auto correct.June 4, 2013 – 4:27 pmReplyCancel

  • Sandra - Well, you’ve had your fill of stuff. Never thought that yoy could be alleric to botox. Does locking your car keys in the car with your toddler and the air conditioning on count as dumb-ass? Cuz, I’m right there.June 4, 2013 – 9:48 pmReplyCancel

Last week, Tucker’s school was closed for the slush-mess that often passes for snow here in Northern Virginia.  Same goes for Robert’s and my work places.  Which meant that the three of us were home, hanging out, trying to find ways other than the TV to engage little dude.  Perhaps you’re thinking that a snow-day […]

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  • Stephanie @ Mommy, for real. - Oh my God, I am giggling my ass off. You know I feel your pain on the whole chase thing. Your comment about being the asshole who tells a delayed 3 year old that his game is boring and the pictures that followed totally cracked me up. Yeah, your post was funny, whereas mine was only marginally helpful. 😉

    And that snow looks like crap. Sucky.March 13, 2013 – 10:15 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Stephanie, your post was totally helpful! Mine? Not even trying to be helpful. And yeah, the snow really sucked. I had such great hopes for sledding. Didn’t happen.March 13, 2013 – 10:18 amReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - I want to share that Tiara, because I do this constantly all day long times two with both my girls who do many of the same things over and over again Kristy. Seriously could so relate and this is so my life, too!!! 🙂March 13, 2013 – 10:20 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Janine, I’ll have to draw you your own tiara! 😀March 13, 2013 – 10:36 amReplyCancel

  • Emily - You so make me laugh…who knew that part of our parenting role would also include being good actors? Those thought bubbles cracked me up. On the days when I remember to nag the boys to take showers and feed everyone dinner before 8pm, I deserve that tiara too!!March 13, 2013 – 12:13 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - OMG with three of them, you totally deserve that tiara every day!March 13, 2013 – 1:36 pmReplyCancel

  • Shay - I love this!! I completely understand it, too–and I think it’s the sweetest thing that you spent all day “playing chase,” as I like to call it. (We do a lot of that around here, too 🙂 ) You’re a wonderful mom!March 13, 2013 – 1:20 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Thanks so much, Shay! 😀 We actually call it playing chase as well, but I thought that might sound weird to my readers. I should have known.March 13, 2013 – 1:37 pmReplyCancel

  • Kerri - Ha! That sounds like our house. Luckily I have Allie to chase Boo, but even that gets old in about 3.4 seconds!March 13, 2013 – 1:42 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Ugh, can you PLEASE send Allie right over, red rover? Please?March 13, 2013 – 10:02 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - I love how you can tell the mommy drawing is jogging in place. Or is it because mom’s just KNOW the mommy is jogging in place? LOL!!! I have to tell Christopher over and over that I just don’t get videos games. That’s him and dad. I don’t like them, I can’t do them and I think there boring. What does he say, “Awww c’mon mom just try it.” What do I do? I try it, and I make myself worse than I know I am.March 13, 2013 – 4:37 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - I think mom radar just knows. Too funny that you make yourself worse in video games than you actually are. Hey! Wanna trade? ‘Cause I actually sort of like (some) video games. Ones Christopher’s never heard of and that I haven’t played in 20 years. Okay. Maybe not.March 13, 2013 – 10:03 pmReplyCancel

  • Mama Meerkat - Yeah, that is definitely not snow. But on the bright side, at least you don’t have much to shovel.

    We play chase too!March 13, 2013 – 6:08 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - True! We didn’t have to shovel at all this time. A broom on the cars and we were done.

      Is chase universal? 🙂March 13, 2013 – 10:04 pmReplyCancel

  • Jen - That was totally Isaiah’s favorite game FOREVER, seriously, my knees were about to blow out when he finally stopped. Phew. Why am I here? I could be putting him to sleep and then I could come back and stalk you for real!March 13, 2013 – 8:43 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Hahahah. Put him to sleep. Come stalk me but in the nicest way.March 13, 2013 – 10:05 pmReplyCancel

  • Courtney - Ha! So true! I used to HATE snow days with the kids because of the repetition. It’s so much easier now, and lots of fun, especially since they love to read. It will get easier, someday. Glad you found your inner actress. You are a rockstar mom!March 13, 2013 – 10:28 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Ugh, Courtney, I actually used to love them but now that Tucker’s old enough to be, well, hard to entertain? They’re SO HARD. Ugh.
      Thanks for the awesome comment.March 13, 2013 – 10:57 pmReplyCancel

  • Rachel - You deserve an Academy Award! As long as you remember to thank me for reading this post. Warning: bad mom alert…I, on the other hand, deserve nothing. I tell Claire, “No. Mama is too old”.March 14, 2013 – 5:09 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Rachel! Thank you for reading this post! HAHAH that you tell Claire that you’re too old. I might have to try that. 😀March 14, 2013 – 6:03 pmReplyCancel

  • Joy - I am so glad I am not the only mom being fed up with playing games like chase…. sometimes I feel bad about that but not today, thanks to you! 🙂March 15, 2013 – 9:40 amReplyCancel

  • Misty@MeetTheCottons - since patty had her second sick day today, she, jt and i were all home. jt wanted me to help with build with the marble run thing we, i mean santa, gave them for christmas. never ever buy one of those things! think i worked on it for over an hour and still couldn’t get the marbles to race all over the place in an entertaining way. but, at least i didn’t have to chase anyone!March 19, 2013 – 9:12 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - I remember reading that post of yours and feeling like “OMG we’re doing the same here!” Trying to build crap and failing. At least (you’re right) that you don’t have to play chase 😉March 19, 2013 – 11:42 pmReplyCancel

  • Rich Rumple - You deserve the tiara, for sure! I can remember endless hours of different games that made absolutely no sense, yet brought hours of enjoyment. Alas, the sacrifices are only temporary. Kids grow up and want their “personal” time. Enjoy it while you can!March 19, 2013 – 9:20 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - So true, Rich…thanks for the reminder. I will be super sad when Tucker wants “personal time.” Sometimes, he already does and it’s a bummer. Luckily, it doesn’t last long.March 19, 2013 – 11:44 pmReplyCancel

If you visit Finding Ninee on a regular basis, you know that I don’t usually do wrap-ups.  While it’s true that many of the cool kids do them weekly, for some reason, they historically have left a bad taste in my mouth.  I had to wonder why and explore this.  Maybe the bad taste is […]

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  • Emily - Clicked, voted, and loved your wrap-up…I too have wondered if people like wrap-ups. I, of course, am too lazy to do one. 🙂March 10, 2013 – 7:18 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Aw, thanks, Emily! I’m usually too lazy, too. Which is mostly why I never do one. Plus, you guys read every post anyway, right? Errr, right?? 😉March 10, 2013 – 7:52 pmReplyCancel

      • admin - Oh and thanks for the vote!March 10, 2013 – 7:52 pmReplyCancel

  • @facethesun - Your idea to move the spring forward time to 11 am on Monday is awesome. I’d vote for it!March 10, 2013 – 8:10 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Ok, so I guess we should get ourselves together for next year, right? Because this 2AM or whatever is BS. You take away an hour of my sleep? Take away an hour of work. For all of us. It’s simply the right thing to do…March 10, 2013 – 10:53 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - I also voted and am in love with your wrap-up (pictures and all!!). I hope you do these more often now!! 🙂March 10, 2013 – 8:25 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Aw, Janine, you have to be the best commenter ever. How do you find the time? And thank you HUGE for the vote! Not sure about the wrap-up…I still feel funny about it….March 10, 2013 – 10:54 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - Yeah I don’t want the wrap up commitment. I’ve done a few post that I called Breadcrumbs to a category of different post. It’s a good thing though for people who don’t subscribe to you. But I’m a subscriber now. HOWEVER, this hasn’t come in my e-mail yet. What’s up with that? I saw this on Google. Thanks for reminding me about DST. I was wondering why I was so sleepy.March 10, 2013 – 8:43 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Kenya,
      You are wise. Oh and have I ever said how much I love your name? Seriously cool. If I’d have had a daughter, I’d planned on naming her Chloe but Kenya? Trumps. Huge.
      I think I screwed up the subscriber thing. Ugh. I suck at the actual stuff.March 10, 2013 – 10:55 pmReplyCancel

  • Jen - You called me pal. She likes me, she really likes me!!!! And you are my top mommy blog chica, I will vote for you forever. Also too (as my sister-in-law from Minnesnowta likes to say) I liked your re-cap. You have my permission to carry on. Even if I did read all your posts already because I stalk you, the reminders gave me a little inner chuckle too.March 10, 2013 – 9:21 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - I like like like you…LOVES.
      Thanks mucho for the vote. Guess I’m supposed to do this all the time but I think it’s annoying when people do. So I don’t. Bah.
      You get HUGE GD points if you’d actually read the appliances story before. Did you??March 10, 2013 – 10:57 pmReplyCancel

  • Josie Bisett - My kind of wrap-up!! I too am not a fan of the weekly wrap-up, but shhhhh don’t tell anyone I said that;)March 10, 2013 – 9:46 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Shhhh. Your secret is safe with me. And WTF that you’re still holding out on this no bloggie thing??? Power to YOU.March 10, 2013 – 10:57 pmReplyCancel

  • Stephanie @ Mommy, for real. - When I did my first wrap-up a few weeks ago, I felt kind of dumb. Like it is some kind of self-absorbed bullshit post, but I actually think it’s kind of helpful. Plus, you can put a few funny things people probably missed into the post- pretty handy! I loved your wrap up, and even though I may or may not do one every weekend, I think they’re pretty cool. So are you. Duh.March 10, 2013 – 10:41 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - They feel weird, right? Like “oh my gentle followers, if you missed some of my very precious words, here they are!” Blah. But, you know, I have to keep up with you cool kids. Plus, my snow post wasn’t ready and this one was easier. Word up. Dude.March 10, 2013 – 10:59 pmReplyCancel

  • Rachel - LOVE your part of the babble piece! That’s awesome. I read Kerri’s piece over at Undiagnosed and I commented similar to this there: Mental retardation is STILL a classification for students on IEP’s, and many teachers wish it weren’t because of it’s derogatory connotation. Whenever I was at a meeting, and we needed to discuss a classification we would NEVER say, “oh, so and so is retarded”, or even “He/she is mentally retarded”. We would say “he/she has MR”. It may seem like a slight distinction, but it was important for us. Labels can be helpful when trying to figure out how to work with a child. But they do NOT define a child. Every child is so much more!!March 10, 2013 – 11:38 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Aw, Rachel.
      It is crazy that it’s still a classification. What’s crazier (maybe) is that I still wonder if that will be Tucker’s diagnosis. He still doesn’t have one.
      And you’re very wise that labels do NOT define a child. Ever. <3
      Tucker is my favorite person in the world. No matter what.March 10, 2013 – 11:59 pmReplyCancel

  • Courtney - Hi! This is a lovely way to wrap up. It’s short and simple with nice links. I love your quote from Babble and glad you could be a part of end the word.March 10, 2013 – 11:45 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Courtney!
      Thank you <3
      I hope I am a part of being the end of the word. And not the world. Because, you know...March 11, 2013 – 12:00 amReplyCancel

  • Kerri - First, you know my feelings on the “R” Word 🙂 and total congrats to you on the Ellen nod (kind of like getting an Oscar, uh?).

    Oh, and your idea on moving to 11 am on a Monday? I came into work this morning and put the clock forward. My coworker came in and moved the clock forward. Then another person came in. We all thought it was noon and were freaking disappointed to realize it was still only 9am.March 11, 2013 – 9:37 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Kerri!
      Probably a lot of folks don’t realize how awesome it is that I got the Ellen nod. She’s like famous and stuff. And she commented on my blog. Me. Crazy giddy, I tell ya.
      That’s really funny that three of you moved the clock forward at work. I’d have left it and played dumb. 😀March 11, 2013 – 10:10 amReplyCancel

  • Mama Meerkat - DST makes me sad. I just wish we could keep the time where it is.

    I like this style of blog wrap up! Rock on.March 11, 2013 – 4:56 pmReplyCancel

  • Kim Pugliano @the G is silent - I’m totally going to start incorporating fucktard without the ** into my everyday conversation. I’ll let you know how that works.March 12, 2013 – 5:02 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Dude, trust me. I incorporate every version of fuck**** into every conversation, every day. Except the ones I have with Tucker. I love saying fuckwad, fucktwit, fuckshit, shitfuck, fuckbrains, assfuck, etc etc etc. So more power to you. But maybe leave the “tard” part out. Because people are offended by that shit. For real.March 12, 2013 – 10:02 pmReplyCancel

  • Deb (Urban Moo Cow) - I agree with you. Weekly wrap-ups are kinda meta and self-involved. But, hey, the cool kids are cool for a reason, which is probably why my blog is so lonely. 😉

    Perhaps I will follow your lead and do some kind of wrap-up. No, I probably won’t. I’m nothing if not honest. 😀

    Thanks for reading my Messy post. I feel like the photo didn’t really capture the disaster-area splendor of my desk.March 15, 2013 – 10:21 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Right? The wrap ups are self involved so yeah, weird. I mean I guess I don’t get it because I’d never call any of the cool kids self involved because they’re way smarter than I am. I – personally – just feel self involved doing one. (er yeah thanks for clarifying Kristi) and
      You’re totally welcome for reading the Messy post! I will be BACK 🙂March 15, 2013 – 10:51 pmReplyCancel

I tried to cook up the perfect recipe for an ideal life.  I was nine years old.  This is about how it went. First, I was convinced I was going to be a lawyer. Not just any lawyer. I was going to be like Clarence Darrow, Attorney for the Damned, defending the wrongfully accused!  I […]

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by Kristi Campbell

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  • Emily - I liked hearing what you had cooked up as far as your life was concerned…I had told my mom and dad I wanted to be a veterinarian. I clung to that goal for a long time, until I entered college, totally bombed in my first pre-med class, and when I volunteered in an animal hospital to watch spay and neuter surgeries, not pretty. Let’s just say I had to leave the O.R. because I almost fainted. And THAT’s why I had a career in marketing too! Notice I said “had.” I was supposed to become CEO or President or something way up there…I made it to Product Manager and then eventually quit to become this, although I’m still trying to figure out what “this” is….March 8, 2013 – 8:37 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - First, “this” is awesome – you. Oh Boy Mom. Funny awesome chick. Friend. Super-cool and soon-to-be-famous blogger.
      Second, I didn’t realize you were in marketing, too. And there is NO WAY I’d have made it though watching surgeries, either. I was pre-law my freshman year in college and all it took was one court visit to see what defense attorney REALLY meant. I switched my major to business.March 8, 2013 – 8:56 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - I know about picking just one thing for next week is totally going to be a chore for me, too. I loved your life plan and I think we all had grand ideas of how life would be when we were older. And I am with you that I wouldn’t change the way things turned out for the world either!! And as loved the pictures you seriously never cease to amaze with them. Thanks for linking up again!!! 🙂March 8, 2013 – 8:50 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Thanks so much, Janine! And yeah, it’s going to be REALLY hard to just pick one thing next week. But funny, because right now, nothing comes to mind. I must need more sleep…
      Thanks for hosting!March 8, 2013 – 8:57 pmReplyCancel

  • clark - love that art and story thing… very cool effect.
    As to the cooking thing, now that I am making my way through the others Posts, it would appear that I got the sentence (that is to be finished) a little wrong… oh well maybe next
    I enjoy your PostsMarch 8, 2013 – 9:07 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Clark,
      You got it right enough, especially with your line “some type of noodle thing.” FUNNY.March 8, 2013 – 9:21 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - Love that you quit 4 minutes after Tucker was born! AND Robert’s face. I had the cheeky grin all the way through.March 8, 2013 – 9:10 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Kenya, you’re awesome. And I really did quit right away. It was a no-brainer! 🙂March 8, 2013 – 9:21 pmReplyCancel

  • Kate Hall - ROFL! Hilarious! You said this was getting boring, this wasn’t boring at all, I loved it. I love your pictures – they make me laugh out loud every time. And I loved you at nine and your dad’s thoughts. So funny! And I’m sure I would have (probably have) done the same thing with the house seasoning mix.March 8, 2013 – 9:13 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Kate, I’m so relieved! You know when you just aren’t feeling it? That’s where I was…I almost just started over. The times I am feeling it, well, I accidentally delete or something. Oops. Sorry. Sore subject. 😉March 8, 2013 – 9:22 pmReplyCancel

  • Jean Heff - There are so many recipes that tell you to make a ton of something only to put like a tablespoon into the dish! I have dumped it all into the recipe before too. Very funny post- don’t be afraid to make the dish again, I’m sure your husband has gotten over his PTSD 😉March 8, 2013 – 9:50 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Jean,
      I’m so glad I’m not alone in dumping the whole thing in! Who makes that stuff for later?!!?
      Thanks for the comment and I should make it again, just to prove to my husband that I’m not completely inept.March 9, 2013 – 9:06 amReplyCancel

  • Jen - yer a real purty artist. I had a plan a lot like yours, not married until 30 2 kids, one boy one girl. AND I was going to be a truck-driver or a cowboy. Every time I said that my mom would cringe, and say cowGIRL. No mom, I want to be a cowBOY. You can’t be a cowBOY you are a GIRL. This might be where all of our problems started. Well probably not. Girl growing up with the well to do white collar crowd winds up as truck driver, bet my mom would have loved telling that story at the country club! Meanwhile I married a truck driver instead of a lawyer! WHAT? I DID WHAT?
    your friend crazy eyeMarch 8, 2013 – 10:14 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Yo! Crazy eye! You’re even more crazy than I realized because of (sensitive tweet messages here that are not seen by anybody who has a desire but if your — doesn’t babysit, sorry). I’m still drawing you that da## picture. And dude! You did exactly (!) what you were supposed to do. The heart knows. Moms, not always (except us who will for our sons).March 8, 2013 – 11:14 pmReplyCancel

  • Rich Rumple - This reminds me of the first time I ever made chili. My mother had always served it with elbow macaroni in it. So, having spent my last dime to make it (I was in college) I decided to add the elbow macaroni to it, too. No, no one told me you were supposed to cook the elbow macaroni first. And yes, it was some chili that truly stuck to your ribs as it went down. “Mexican Paste” anybody? Love the way you planned out your life. I was going to be an FBI guy. Thank God my days of “freakdom” changed that!March 8, 2013 – 10:51 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Bwahahaha. I love that you put dried macaroni in the chili. Sounds amazing without that step by the way but LOVE it ’cause I sort of maybe kind of once might have done the same thing. It was a crock-pot recipe and it said it wanted uncooked…but I didn’t believe it could work. So, yeah…PASTE would be a good descriptor.March 8, 2013 – 11:16 pmReplyCancel

  • Maggie Amada - I always enjoy your posts. I liked reading about how you wanted to be a lawyer but ended up in marketing. It sounds like you’re pretty good at that and you enjoy it. A girl can’t ask for more than that. How is your work going? I know you were concerned about going back to work for a few hours a week.

    Regardless, I’m glad you found the balance you sought. From the little I know of you, you’re a dedicated loving mom and you take the job seriously. That’s pretty cool.March 8, 2013 – 11:30 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Aw right back at you, Maggie Amanda!
      Work is pretty good..great actually, for work. The problem is ME and my time management…because I LOVE this blog…so I’ve stayed up until 1am for the past 2 nights…
      Stil, obviously, have to find some balance. And you know what??? THANK YOU HUGE so much HUGE for asking. <3 YOU, awesome chick.March 9, 2013 – 12:20 amReplyCancel

  • Joy - Oh, I cooked up my life, too, when I was younger. Turns out nothing happened like I planned. But this is life, right? And I am more than fine with it!
    Loved your post and your drawings! 🙂
    I wonder how I will ever catch up on all my favourite blogs! *sigh* It took me so much time after I returned from the carnival and now I have to start again… ugh.March 9, 2013 – 3:35 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Joy,
      It is, indeed, life. Thanks for the comment. And yeah, I completely understand feeling like you’ll never catch up…
      hugs!March 9, 2013 – 9:07 amReplyCancel

  • Kim@the G is silent - I can’t make oatmeal without Hot Joe looking over my shoulder because HE’S THE COOK IN OUR FAMILY. I don’t know how I ever lived to 26, married and fattened a man for 7 years (minus 1 day) and also kept my child from being malnourished. Apparently I’m the baker (I can bake the crap out of anything seriously) and HE’S the cook. Whatever Hot Joe.March 9, 2013 – 2:07 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Kim,
      That’s hilarious. How DID you ever live so long while keeping a child from being malnourished? It’s a mystery.
      Oh, and I can’t bake worth a damn. Seriously.March 9, 2013 – 4:34 pmReplyCancel

  • Mama Meerkat - Ha, when I was a kid I wanted to a) have a farm with my best friend and lots of dogs and cows or b) go live with wolves. No kids, ever, ever, ever, never. Just lots and lots of pets. Now my kid likes to howl, so it kind of worked out in the end? 😉March 9, 2013 – 7:51 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - I’d say that having a kid that likes to howl means the best of both worlds. Just think, a simple investment in a wolf costume and everybody wins even bigger.March 9, 2013 – 8:15 pmReplyCancel

  • Kerri - Only you could get being a lawyer,pooh and stuffed mushrooms in the same creative writing process!March 9, 2013 – 10:04 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Hehe! Is my ADD showing? Wait. Do you think I might have ADD? Uh oh.March 10, 2013 – 9:35 amReplyCancel

  • Stephanie @ Mommy, for real. - Don’t hate me for being so slow to read this! We had another GD snow storm in Denver, and I was stuck inside with both kids all day while the good husband was at work doing snow removal for the City. Bleh. I’ve had people attached to me all day. I *love* your idea for this post- way to mix it up. I think about that a lot- how different my life is than what I may have planned. All’s well that ends well, but it’s not what i would have expected, you know? Anyway, that picture of your husband’s face was my favorite. I love that you gave us the recipe, too. 🙂March 9, 2013 – 10:25 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Stephanie,
      I could NEVER hate you. Thanks for the comment. And the recipe is actually super easy. Just read ahead and don’t make a whole cup of that house seasoning stuff!
      UGH to another snowstorm and being stuck inside all day. Gah.March 10, 2013 – 9:35 amReplyCancel

  • Alana Terry - Haha, when I was nine I wrote this poem about why all moms should stay home and sew clothes and make muffins for their kids. My school-teacher mom wasn’t actually all that impressed by it for some reason or other!!

    BTW, I had no idea you had Tucker when you were 40. I guess I haven’t seen many pictures of you, but you at least WRITE like you’re as as young and enthusiastic and perky and youthful as any other mom out there.Hoping this wasn’t a horrifically rude thing to say… Ok, I’m signing off before I do more damage..March 10, 2013 – 7:58 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Alana,
      Your poem sounds really funny. I wonder why your mom didn’t appreciate it more 😉
      Yeah, I’m super-immature in pretty much every way except my looks and how my body feels on the inside some days. So I’ll just take it as a compliment that you thought I was younger. 😀March 10, 2013 – 8:05 pmReplyCancel

  • christine - I have never heard of a recipe in which you make extra to save for later. I probably would have done the same thing, despite the fact that as a teacher I would do activities which made sure the kids read all of the directions before starting something.
    I always dreamt of having lots of adopted children. Never, ever was I going to actually give birth. Way too much pain and immodesty. I’ve had six kids naturally, and would love to do it again and again. Couldn’t have predicted that!
    Great drawings. I always do better with illustrations.March 11, 2013 – 9:49 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Christine,
      Right? A recipe where you make something for later. Bah. Dumb. Funny how things work out. I found that having a baby made modesty fly out the window pretty quickly…
      Thanks for the comment!March 11, 2013 – 10:02 amReplyCancel

I had a very different post planned for tonight.  So different, in fact, that I’m not even sure I’ll finish the crappy drawings by tomorrow.  Here’s the thing. The word “retard” is bad.  For a lot of reasons.  I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve used its funnier brothers “fucktard” and “fuckwit.”  Because, well, they seemed […]

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  • Jen - First of all you used that word in a reply to my blog and got permanently censored. Now I have to check my spam constantly to see if it’s you. AND there was an awesome post about that in yeahwrite this week. It made me cry, fer real. http://purplepatch.org/retardation-loneliness-isolation/ Dude. We’re bad. Can’t wait for the crappy drawings though!March 7, 2013 – 11:59 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - OUCH. I suck. I so suck.March 8, 2013 – 12:22 amReplyCancel

  • Stephanie @ Mommy, for real. - So, my mom was a special ed teacher and was rabid about my brother and I not using the R word. With my work as a music therapist, I obviously have more sensitivity and awareness of people with special needs than the average person. And yet, I am still sometimes guilty of blurting it out. Thanks for the reminder that it is NOT cool.March 8, 2013 – 9:53 amReplyCancel

    • admin - Aw, thanks, Stephanie. I need reminders, too…March 8, 2013 – 6:24 pmReplyCancel

  • Joy - This is a really good campaign. It is shocking how loosely this term is thrown around on the media in the US, even by politicians. I am glad this is not the case here with our respective word for it, although it is annoying that a lot of teens or young adults use it, too.March 8, 2013 – 12:42 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Joy, so true. It is thrown around much too often. I’m glad that it’s not the same there!March 8, 2013 – 6:25 pmReplyCancel

  • Ellen S. - Thanks for the props, flattered to be included in the company of kick-ass moms like you and Jill! And glad to have your voice in that roundup. OK, off to kick more ass. This time, my own.March 8, 2013 – 5:40 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Ellen! I’m so psyched you commented here! You ROCK!March 8, 2013 – 6:25 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - Well, as you already know, I couldn’t agree more. Loved your quote (and photo!). Also, I think my neighbor (also a blogger at The Culture Mom) is a friend of Ellen’s. She told me to follow her blog a while back….It’s a small, bloggy world.March 8, 2013 – 8:45 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Wow, really? Ellen’s awesome. She’s like sort of famous and stuff. That is a really small world! Wow…March 8, 2013 – 8:54 pmReplyCancel

  • Mama Meerkat - I never really liked when people used that word but did use it occasionally as a teenager, but now it makes me really uncomfortable. The post you linked are excellent.March 9, 2013 – 8:10 pmReplyCancel

    • admin - Thanks, Mama! They are excellent.March 9, 2013 – 8:14 pmReplyCancel

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