A Girl Can Dream...

for lots and lots of snow.



This kind of snow will vindicate the local news who cruelly got my hopes up last Saturday.

MySpace Ain't So Bad.

Yes, I used the word 'ain't.' No one is grading this. (I hope.)

Several old friends have found me via Myspace. Not that I was trying to hide, but I love running into my past. Good times, good times.

The Meeting.

"I called this meeting to discuss our mothers and their obvious internet addiction. I know for a fact, they are blogging about us. It is getting out of hand. We need to revolt. Ask for more playtime! Demand more snacks! This has got to stop. More nuggets anyone?"

Why Too Quiet Is Never A Good Thing.

WHat diaper rash cream?!

It was also all over her bed, covers, and Dora tent.

Because Random Mommy Told Me To

Why do you blog? Everyone else is doing it. I am a sucker for peer pressure.

What was the first blog you ever read? Several years ago, my X's new fling's blog. She was all about her new found love. I thought it was hilarious...and I was a tad bit interested. Just a tad tho...

What was the first blog that had you hooked? The X's chick's. SHe was - might still be - a NUT! It made for a good read.

Which blogger friend would you most like to meet in real person? Hmmm... SouthernBell or Cos Family Mama. =)

Which blog do you admire the most, why? I don't have a favorite. Each one is so unique and I love them equally. Too PC??? Seriously tho, I love them all or I wouldn't read'em.

How different are you in real life than in your blog? Sadly, not at all.

How many blogs do you keep up with on a daily basis? All of the blogs I have linked to my page.

Link to your 123rd post. Or your 3rd, if you don't have 123. http://stacymitch.blogspot.com/2007/05/book-club-whore.html

Go GIANTS!!!

The Superbowl is going to be kick a$$ this year. Finally, after 17 years, I can watch the game and the commercials.

Go Giants!!!

Side humor note. Of course I planned on wearing my Giants sweatshirt during the game. Good luck right?. Hubby gets home from work, and I am sporting a blue hooded NY Rangers sweatshirt. My Giants garb is at my folks' house...(it has been 17 years.) At least I was representing the state... He failed to see the correlation. No sport compares to football.

It Gets Better...

It finally 'dust' snowed. There was so much snow...that I went to the mall. On my way to eat lunch, I passed some kids carrying a sled to the park. Um...you need snow to use one of those. When you can still see green spots in the grass, a sled is useless.

Good Grief!

Snow was in our forecast last night for the great state of Alabama. This means, there is no bread, milk, or can goods left on a store shelf anywhere.

I think the news intentionally hypes up the weather for lack of anything else to report. Last night, hubby and I watched snow segments on "How to Drive In the Snow", "How to Dress Warmly", and yadda yadda. Although I laughed through most of it because sheer common sense should tell you to wear a hat and gloves, he seemed to be listening intently. More proof he is a southern boy and myself still a yankee.

Meteorologists were predicting an INCH of snow. Yes, an inch. Emergency crews have been ready for a week. It is 34 degrees right now. Don't even get me started on any of these factors. I know what a true snow storm is... Try BLIZZARD - 20 degree temps and a foot of snow.

I woke up this morning, like a child on Christmas morning. Heartbroken. Not a spec of white to be seen.

I am buying a snow machine.

My Ballerina Baby...I Mean Little Girl

Photos of Home

I think my childhood friends are secretly trying to emotionally break me down with old pictures of home.


Winter Wonderland


77 Street - the block I grew up on.

Thanks Chris for truly fabulous pictures. xoxo

A Haunting

Have you ever noticed that odd noises and creaking sounds occur behind you but never in front of you within sight? Did I mention I have been watching the Discovery Channel's "A Haunting" all week.

I find myself chanting at the end of the show "Not in my house. Not in my house." I then proceed to tell the non-existent ghosts they would not win. However, should one ever respond or challenge me, the house would be vacant within minutes and all 'its'.

It Hit The Floor, Not the Fan.

lil B has decided it is time for her to wear big girl panties minus the diaper underneath. Woo woo! My lil B is showing the necessary interest in potty training. So today, she tells me " Momma - I need to poo poo on the potty." Like a bat out of hell I run, snatch her up, and think to myself "SUCCESS! My kid is going to be a whiz at this potty training thing!!!"

I pull off her brand new aqua blues, and what to my dismay hits the floor?...a load of crap. (No pun intended.) True I am thrilled she let me know, but starring at a large pile of crap on my floor is nauseating.

ANd I really don't know how to wipe a toddler's a$$ that is not on a changing table. It was very awkward to say the least.

I think lil B will go to college in diapers.

2 Going On 32

I am in the midst of a good IM conversation. lil B is sitting on my lap trying to type. I tell her to stop and put her down. She groans and says:

"You're pissing me off."

My Opinion (Via Andy Rooney)

Andy Rooney said on '60 Minutes' a few weeks back:

"I don't think being a minority makes you a victim of anything except numbers. The only things I can think of that are truly discriminatory are things like the United Negro College Fund, Jet Magazine, Black Entertainment Television, and Miss Black America. Try to have things like the United Caucasian College Fund, Cloud Magazine, White Entertainment Television, or Miss White America; and see what happens...Jesse Jackson will be knocking down your door.

Guns do not make you a killer. I think killing makes you a killer. You can kill someone with a baseball bat or a car, but no one is trying to ban you from driving to the ball game.

I believe they are called the Boy Scouts for a reason, which is why there are no girls allowed. Girls belong in the Girl Scouts.

I think that if you feel homosexuality is wrong, it is not a phobia, it is an opinion.

I have the right 'NOT' to be tolerant of others because they are different, weird, or tick me off.

When 70% of the people who get arrested are black, in cities where 70% of the population is black, that is not racial profiling; it is the Law of Probability.

I believe that if you are selling me a milkshake, a pack of cigarettes, a newspaper or a hotel room, you must do it in English. As a matter of fact, if you want to be an American citizen, you should have to speak English.

My father and grandfather didn't die in vain so you can leave the countries you were born in to come over and disrespect ours.

I think the police should have every right to shoot you if you threate n them after they tell you to stop. If you can't understand the word 'freeze' or 'stop' in English, see the above lines.

I don't think just because you were not born in this country, you are qualified for any special loan programs, government sponsored bank loans or tax breaks, etc., so you can open a hotel, coffee shop, trinket store, or any other business.

We did not go to the aid of certain foreign countries and risk our lives in wars to defend their freedoms, so that decades later they could come over here and tell us our constitution is a living document; and open to their interpretations.

I don't hate the rich I don't pity the poor

I think Bill Gates has every right to keep every penny he made and continue to make more. If it ticks you off, go and invent the next operating system that's better, and put your name on the building.

It doesn't take a whole village to raise a child right, but it does take a parent to stand up to the kid; and smack their little behinds when necessary, and say 'NO!'

I am sick of 'Political Correctness.' I know a lot of black people, and not a single one of them was born in Africa ; so how can they be 'African-Americans'? Besides, Africa is a continent. I don't go around saying I am a European-American because my FATHER is from Europe. I am proud to be from America and nowhere else.

And if you don't like my point of view, tough."

I -Yankee Belle- could not agree more.

Time Changes Nothing.

Is it possible that how you act/behave/are with someone is how you will always interact with him/her? Like for instance, if you and a friend bickered regularly when you were younger, it is possible to continue that behavioral pattern into adulthood - despite your maturity and better self awareness. No matter how much time passes, can the manner in which you communicate truly remain the same?

"Things that make you go hmmm..."

Hater Blockers On.

I am hoping mine are the better looking pair of glasses.

Blah.

This describes my house when Christmas is over and the decorations come down. I LOVE LOVE LOVE a decorated home for the holidays. Then January rolls around and it is just...blah.

Hmmm...is it considered uncouth or redneck to keep holiday lights up inside the house???



Side note: I have kept snowmen stuff out well into February...in hopes of snow. It is like doing an Indian rain dance - I guess.

Too Much Fun, Too Little Time.

Why is the babysitter only available for a few short hours the nights you are having a great time? Yet nights when there is diddly to do, you have a grand parent spending the night and all the time in the world.

Although it was only for a few short hours, we had great conversation, some yummy Miller Lite, and I got to slow dance with a hottie.

Oddly, I needed an aspirin in the middle of the night. Dang...my alcohol tolerance is nil.