It's not that I'm too busy to blog...

It's just that I'm spending all of my free time trying to make lemonade from this bucket of lemons I just got handed.

Be back in the saddle soon.

Aim high

TK asked me yesterday if Kiss could play at his 6th birthday party.

I had to sadly tell him that they are no longer doing the 6th birthday party circuit.

Oh and that even if they said yes, we couldn't afford that. Forgot that small detail.

7 years ago today...

Chinese fire drill when we got stuck on the drawbridge. Lucky for us our photographer was it the car behind us.


Unexpected intro...

He's in the 4th grade!!!!

TK has a friend at school named Elizabeth. She's the cutest thing ever. She picks apart her ponytail holders and gives TK the beads. She also has a brother in 4th grade...yeah, uh oh.

So, TK comes home for the third time and says "Elizabeth's brother told me he was going to punch me in the stomach and the nuts if I don't leave Elizabeth alone." I was like, "REALLY? He said that to you?" and TK said "Yes and he balled up his fists at me. I was so scared my teeth were chattering." (I almost laughed at that one).

So after a lengthy discussion with the teacher and Tiki, Todd asks him if it's all square in his head - if he can go to school Monday and not have chattering teeth.

TK says "I guess, but HE'S IN THE 4TH GRADE!"

Todd said "Yeah, but there are people bigger than him"

TK was skeptical to say the least when he said "Yeah, but who?

Sad that I'm so old I can't remember when a 4th grader seemed scary...

5 going on retiree

"So, TK, is this the park where you saw your buddy on Friday? What was his name? Cooper?"

"Yeah, Cooper. He was from my old school, HLC"

"That's cool"

"Yeah, daddy. And it felt really good to reconnect with an old friend"

Bu-wha?

Snazzy boots for a snazzy kid

TK's annual boot pick. So cute with his little jeans and his big glasses...

Revenge of the grandparent

Today in line at Cavender's I heard my dad trying to get Bitty to say "socks". Which, you know, from previous posts is pronounced **** (removed by TAW). I was all "Daaaaddddd".

Luckily the little one did not cooperate, but I knew from my dad's laugh that he wanted to try again. :-)

How can this be?

There is nothing blogworthy in my life right now. Is that possible?

Actually there's quite a bit, but I'm holding out for the National Enquirer to pick up the story...

No. Not really.

You want a what?

TK asked me this morning after seeing a dead mouse if he could have one. I said no, so he countered with a "rasupial rat" or a "thornkill".

Just to be on the safe side, I said "No".

And for the record, TK, it's mar-supial rat. But I love you for trying.

What's it like?

Living in Stepford. That's probably what you are asking yourself when you read my blog.

Well, here's an example.

Brrrriiinnnngggg.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Tracy. Next door neighbor just called me. Is there a ticket on my car?"

"What? I don't know. I left the house several times today and didn't notice. Let me go check."

"You won't believe it. Yes, there was a non-moving violation on your windshield. A freakin' ticket on your car parked in FRONT OF OUR HOUSE."

"What for?"

"Parking against the flow of traffic."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

P.S. It was left at 2:36 pm. I was home. How about instead of stopping to unethically collect your $60, knock on my door and ask me to turn the car around. No?

"Y'all be careful!!!!"

I bet I say this 10-20 times per day when Frick and Frack are home at the same time.

And every time I say "Y'all be careful!!!!", the next sound I hear is "WAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!".