Scribbles 'n Scraps

I was going to post a picture of my boyfriend, and then I decided he probably wouldn’t like that. He is really sweet though. I’m truly blessed.

So, I kept thinking about the ways that he is sweet. And the more I thought, the more “romantic” I realized he actually is. Which led me to a search for chocolate and roses. This is my picture for sweet.

The SHE I am referring to, would be Mike’s ex. I don’t understand why she never answers when either of us call.

Now, background info: Usually, she will call me back – even when Mike calls her. It was amusing for awhile, but now it’s just plain annoying. She isn’t my ex.

I called her this morning to find out if she was taking the girls the entire weekend. Before about a month ago, she was taking them every other Friday to Saturday evening, and Monday’s and Tuesday’s from 6-9pm. Then she moved pretty far away.

So, she dropped her Monday. Takes them Tuesday’s but they usually come home after an hour because there is nothing to do except eat dinner and she doesn’t have a place nearby to take them “home” to. So two weekends ago, she asked if she could change to the entire weekend for that weekend. We agreed, because she had dropped Monday’s and technically, per divorce decree and child custody agreement, she should be having them the entire weekend. She just wasn’t excercising that. Whatever works.

So my oldest STBSD (soon-to-be-step-daughter) asks if mom is taking them the entire weekend. So I thought, wow I hadn’t even considered that she wasn’t, to be honest. So I called her to verify. As usual, got the voicemail. Left message and waited. Well, now she has already picked them up, and never called me back. She was indeed keeping them the whole weekend, but it’s still annoying that somewhere in the past seven hours since I called her, she couldn’t find 60 seconds to call me back and just say yes, so we could be sure to pack accordingly. *sigh*

Anyone else have problems like this?

Interestingly, this is not a problem I have with my ex. When we talk, we deal with each other. I don’t go through his current wife, nor does he go through Mike. And, when I call him, he calls me back if he doesn’t answer, which isn’t often. And when he calls me, I either answer or I call him back. Either way, it’s just not an issue for us.  Not that we don’t have issues – we have TONS. Just not that one. LOL

So while I’m browsing around looking at blogs, I’m kinda cracking up, because I find laundry mentioned a lot (wish I had saved a few of the posts – they were really funny). As a family of seven, we go through a lot of loads of laundry a week. Add a few extra loads for bath towels, beach or swim towels and swim suits in the summer and hats, mittens, scarves and coats in the winter, sheets, blankets and pillowcases, and you can sort of see where I am going with this. 

So I sometimes laugh at these people who only have one or two kids who let the laundry pile up, not because I think it’s actually funny, but because yes, I can even relate to that. Even as a single mom when it was just the three of us, it often piled up. But this – this is insane.

I had ALL of the laundry done on Friday before our trip – that would be Friday morning at precisely 11am when I removed the last article of clothing we were taking on our trip with us. When we arrived home and I got everyone’s stuff downstairs finally on Monday night, and I spent an hour separating everything, I ended up with a grand total of 11 loads. Uhm. Hello. That was from THREE freakin’ days. What’s the matter with the people in my house?

So, I thought, if you find laundry mishaps and stories at all entertaining, you can visit the following blog entries that made me smile today.  Because I can SO relate.

 

You can read the explanation for the blog titled Rocks in My Dryer. So been there, and done that, it’s not even funny anymore, but her blog is.

10 Things I Hate About Laundry - yep. I think I could have written this list!

Able to Ignore Loads of Laundry in a Single Glance – haha. Yup! Until a child is screaming about only having underwear to where to school/friends/camp. LOL

Tackle It Tuesday – Yeah well, I rarely tackle it all at once, so that might just be my problem. Kudo’s go out to her for making it a priority that day. LOL

Cold Coffee Friday – Really cute blog and really funny post.

Topic Tuesday: Laundry Day – You poor poor woman. I can so relate too.

Endless Mounds – She has a potty mouth, but darn it she tells it how it is, and I love it!

Laundry is the Devil – I SO had this happen to me, more than once!

Give Us Dirty Laundry – LOL No maid for me either. I think she ran out on us a long time ago.

How to do Laundry The Shauna-Way Or If My Mother-In-Law Knew, She Would Never Have Given Her Blessing – Oh Shauna, Sweet Shauna, I can so relate. This post totally cracked me up! My method seems to be #2 also!

Why Laundry Never Gets Folded – This is so my life.

 

I love spending time reading and finding new blogs. Today I was just surfing around and found this over at Full Plate (great blog). Too funny, but oh so very true! Out of the mouths of babes.

A CHILD’S PERSPECTIVE on:

 

1) NUDITY

I was driving with my three young children one warm summer evening when a woman in the convertible ahead of us stood up and waved. She was stark naked! As I was reeling from the shock, I heard my 5-year-old shout from the back seat, “Mom, that lady isn’t wearing a seat belt!”

 

2) OPINIONS

On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his teacher a note from his mother. The note read, “The opinions expressed by this child are not necessarily those of his parents.”

3) KETCHUP

A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup out of the jar. During her struggle the phone rang so she asked her 4-year-old daughter to answer the phone. “Mommy can’t come to the phone to talk to you right now. She’s hitting the bottle.”

4) MORE NUDITY

A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women’s locker room. When he was spotted, the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover. The little boy watched in amazement and then asked, “What’s the matter, haven’t you ever seen a little boy before?”

5) POLICE #1

 While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl about 6 years old. Looking up and down at my uniform, she asked, “Are you a cop?” “Yes,” I answered and continued writing the report. “My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?” “Yes, that’s right,” I told her. “Well, then,” she said as she extended her foot toward me, “would you please tie my shoe?”

6) POLICE #2

It was the end of the day when I parked my police van in front of the station. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and I saw a little boy staring in at me “Is that a dog you got back there?” he asked. “It sure is,” I replied. Puzzled, the boy looked at me and then towards the back of the van. Finally he said, “What’d he do?”

7) ELDERLY

While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. She was unfailingly intrigued by the various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, “The tooth fairy will never believe this!”

DRESS-UP

A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, “Daddy, you shouldn’t wear that suit.” “And why not, darling?” “You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning. “

9) DEATH

While walking along the sidewalk in front of his church, our minister heard the intoning of a prayer that nearly made his collar wilt. Apparently, his 5-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead robin. Feeling that proper burial should be performed, they had secured a small box and cotton batting, then dug a hole and made ready for the disposal of the deceased. The minister’s son was chosen to say the appropriate prayers and with sonorous dignity intoned his Version of what he thought his father always said: “Glory be unto the Faaather, and unto the Sonnn, and into the hole he goooes.”

10) SCHOOL

A little girl had just finished her first week of school. “I’m just wasting my time,” she said to her mother. “I can’t read, I can’t write and they won’t let me talk!”

11) BIBLE

 A little boy opened the big family Bible. He was fascinated as he fingered through the old pages. Suddenly, something fell out of the Bible. He picked up the object and looked at it. What he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages. “Mama, look what I found,” the boy called out. “What have you got there, dear?” With astonishment in the young boy’s voice, he answered, “I think it’s Adam’s underwear!”

What’s a mom to do when all three of her step-kids go to their mom’s for the evening, and I am left, the way it was.

Just me, and my two kiddo’s.

Hardly a week goes by where one doesn’t stay home, but this time, they all went. It’s actually quiet around here. Nobody knows what to do.

It won’t last long.

So what the heck do we do first? What did we do when this used to be the way it was?