Pondering the mysteries of body wash
This seems to have become quite a topic for our house over the last month or two. Women have enjoyed the lather and scents of body wash for awhile now. When Chris and I first got married, he wouldn't touch it and cringed at the site of the loofa and "pouf" in the shower. We all know how guys change over the years and eventually Chris tried the body wash. Yep, he was hooked!! :) I'll never forget the way he pranced in the room smelling of citrus. He rubbed his arm and said, "I like that stuff! My skin is so soft!" LOL So as of today, my 6'5" 276lb bear of a man openly proclaims his love for body wash and his assuredness of his masculinity. (But remember, in the stories from years ago he was 376. . .it made it even funnier!)

So here is where the story gets interesting. I went errand running with my dad one Saturday. We had to go to Wally World for food and general items. First, he parked a mile away as to save his car from any free flying carts (didn't work well with the Lexus huh dad?? LOL) So after running in the rain , we start the shop, and one that proved to be memorable. He needed toothpaste. . .that was 10 minutes as he searched for just the RIGHT one. Then deoderant. . .another 10 minutes contemplating Degree vs. whomever makes RedZone, stick, roll-on, etc. And the kicker ~ soap.

He smelled 9 million soaps and had me do the same. He settled on the one that he ALWAYS gets, the old fashioned Dial. I said, "Hey dad, they have your dial in the body wash." To which he replied very casually, "Yeah, I've tried it before. I just can't control it." This is where I fell on the ground of the soap aisle at Wally World laughing hysterically praying to God Almighty that I don't wet myself in public. I need clarification. . .what exactly was there to control with body wash?? (which I'm sure you're also asking yourself!) I tried to get him to explain it during the remaining 1 1/2 hours of our excursion, and all he could tell me was, "It's just --splahg-- everywhere! And that fuzzy thing. . .I wouldn't be caught dead using that stuff."

So apparently some men are old fashioned and enjoy their Dial soap. The thoughts of "fuzzy things" and body wash make them run for cover. Chris and I laughed about it last night as he got in the shower clutching his brand new body wash and smiling proudly. Luckily dad has his old standby Dial, for when he smells like "La poopay" :)

YeeHaw for the greatest show on earth!!
Well cyber friends, we took Cale to his first circus on Saturday night (compliments of his great-grandparents!!) and the child ATE IT UP!!!!!! He absolutely loved it!! We got there early and went down to the rings and he got to see an elephant less than two feet away and his eyes got big and he goes, "OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" LOL Then as the show started some clowns came out and played that song (all I can remember is I've heard it on the net with some dancing hamsters?? If you know where it is or what it is, send it to me please!!) and it had a techno beat and he started clapping and swinging his legs (you can see him doing this in the pictures) and started yelling! He just loved it. Once they turned the lights off he started to get a little clingy, but within 15 minutes he was back in his chair pointing and waving. It was such an awesome experience for us and for him!

Now on the flip side. . .we have a bit of a problem with this child. He tends to be. . .em. . .er. . .stubborn might be the word. He hits/bites/pinches for no reason. He knows he shouldn't do it (he'll tell you it's mean) but he does it regardless. It's that lovely age :) He managed to totally flip lunch upside down after church yesterday. He reached over and slapped the tar out of me and I leaned over and sternly told him, "YOU DO NOT HIT" as I swatted his leg. That just egged him on and daddy took his hiney out of there. He ended up having to leave the restaurant twice and screamed and kicked the entire time. Finally we got our food and ate and Oma took him outside so we could breathe! :) Of course it doesn't help that his Oma and Odie laugh behind their napkins or hands. He's a smart cookie and know that he's entertaining them. In my opinion Oma and Odie need to attend grandparenting school!!

Here's a look into my mind :)
So I am taking Cale to Gymboree today. I get out of the car and immediately suck my gut in (you ladies know what I'm talking about!). Why do I do that? Well, in my mind I'm thinking, I want to look good for him. Him who?? *blushing* Well just in case at that exact moment at that exact place I need to look thin in case someone like, say. . .Timothy Olyphant should pass by. But seriously, is he going to say, man, look at that "thick" chick with a flat stomach getting a baby out of a car. Let's stop! Even though I am a movie star, it doesn't matter. We'll live happily ever after! Then reality slaps me, HELLO!!?? Piper??!! Are you FREAKING SERIOUS??!! Oh well, a girl can hope right?? LOL When I tell Chris this stuff he just laughs and gives me "the eye roll". I'm still waiting to hear back from Andy Garcia!! :)

Getting fat for a cause
Nice way for me to justify eating brownie mix huh?? Why was I making brownies you ask?? Well I'll tell ya why. Chris has a cousin, Andy, that was deployed to Iraq in March. He voluntarily went. We just read a letter that Bubba's aunt received and he is doing well, but craves home cooked stuff. So, Chris decided that I needed to bake him a bunch of brownies that he can share with the other guys too. So I had to sacrifice my weight (and the integrity of my now chocolate dribbled shirt) and I made them. Three batches!! :) YUMMY!!!!!!! This will be the first of probably many "shipments" that we send overseas. He says that protein bars, m&ms and chips are like gold over there. Okie dokie then! That's what we'll send ;)

We hadn't spoken to Andy much before. He lives in another town and unfortunately we don't get together often. But, it's time to come together and support him and that's what we plan on doing. As a mother I cannot imagine having my son clear across the earth. We are praying for Andy and all of the other troops that aren't home in the safety and comfort of their families. In Andy's words, "it means alot to me for you to show an interest in what I do and support my cause." I hope that they all know how thankful we are. God's speed to them all. . .and enjoy those brownies!

Momma's Lover
As I sit here typing, I am hearing the laughter of the child I created with Chris. It makes me smile!! He's running around saying his new favorite, "Doy doy doy Momma!!!!!! Doy doy doy. . ." Now, for the 80's children, doy means something totally different than what he means. Of course, therein lies the problem, I don't exactly know what he means! LOL But regardless, I love listening to him make himself laugh and learning to talk. I still look at him on a daily basis and think, "My gosh!! I just love him with every fiber of my being!" Now, if every child in the world was loved like that, what a great place we would live in. My heart breaks for those that have no family or are tossed throughout the system. I was lucky enough to be adopted by a great family and they taught me many things. I would honestly take every baby that needed a home, but then I would also need a home because Chris would kick me out! ;)

Whoa. . .it's quiet. Mothers know that quiet does not equal good! LOL Ok, so he was playing peek-a-boo by himself. So cute in one way but so sad that he doesn't have a sibling *nudging Chris* Did I say that I just love that kid???? ;) It's amazing to me how my heart aches with love. Chris took him to Gymboree last night and I had some quiet work time and when he got back it was like we hadn't seen each other for days!!

He's trying to talk more and I love when he sees someone or when we walk in his room after he's been asleep and he peeks out and says, "HIIIIIIII!" He's just too much!! Or when he's singing songs or mumbling to himself and we just say, "Say OH" and he stops talking and says, "OH" :)

And I know that our family enjoys hearing him talk as much as we do! He says Ma, Pa, Tata, shsh (for Stacey), Momma, Daddy, Ahlee (for Carly), Ssssskkk (for Skye our dog), he's changed Grammy to Oma (which we found out is German for Grandma!! Maybe there is such a thing as past lives!) and we've been working on Grandy. That's the clencher. . .when asked to say Grandy he says deedee. When he sees a car like my dads he says, "No no na!" (which is "what grandy says") So one day I came up with the name Odie. Cale has started putting it with Grandy and he now pronounces it "Ah dee". So now we have Oma and Odie. Weird and different but they LOVE it and have approved it ;) Anything for their Witty boy.

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Property of Cale. . .one day shy of 2 years and 1 month

I'm Worthless!!
I've done nothing today. . .well, we got up, went to church and had a WONDERFUL lunch and then Cale went down for his daily nap and I've done nothing! I've made a signature or two for people, checked my email, checked out ebay and my auctions and then that's it! Shoot! Chris mowed the lawn and I sat out there sweating and didn't do a thing. Oh well, I'm resting up for the week. It doesn't help that my back has hurt constantly for 2 weeks either.

Rewind to last night. We went and had bbq downtown and you talk about me putting it away!! I ate so much and didn't hardly flinch! I'm sure I've gained 20lbs the past week. And then today at lunch I ate a ton again! Where is it going??? It's all just lounging in my momma pooch :)

Wanna hear about lunch?? Don't read if you're hungry!! We went to Redrock (a place that Chris dearly loves). It is situated right on the lake and if you go at night they ring bells and yell and such when the sun sets on the lake. We'd never been there for lunch so it was interesting. It's one of those places that costs you an arm and a leg but the food and service are so worth the price. We always start with their jalapeno cornbread skillet. YUMMY!!! They have these bbq ribs that when you pick up the bone, the meat falls off! Chris always ends up eating it with a fork!! I always get their rotisserie chicken. It's just mouthwatering GOOD!! They use these spices that I haven't been able to duplicate. For sides they bring out their house potatoes. They are mashed red skin and have garlic and chives and other stuff but I can't get enough of them! The other side is a vegetable, today it was glazed carrots. Now I don't particularly care for their veggies, but Chris does (which is highly ironic considering he won't touch them outside of the restaurant). He LOVES their green beans b/c they are sauted (How do you spell that word?) in a butter sauce. Ok so then you do dessert. Oh baby yeah!!!!! Homemade vanilla bean icecream sandwiched between two homemade cinnamon brownies topped with fudge, caramel, homemade whipped cream and chocolate shavings. I swear to you this dessert is a good 5" high and just as wide. Holy Moly!!! Great. . .now I'm hungry. See what you made me do???? ;)

Happy Birthday Bubba!
Well, Chris is now 27. He says he doesn't feel older, but that Cale sometimes makes him feel older. LOL

Let me tell you about my evening. After physical therapy my arm was HURTING!! I took a pill (b/c of my endo and now my arm I'm a freaking pharmacy!) and went to bed. Chris comes in at some time. . . .and blames me for him watching tv. Like I control who he is! I'm already half way out of it and drift back off. Then the weirdness starts ~ I start waking up, the fact that the closet door is open is bothering me, I sling the covers off, I sling the covers back on, oh, my legs are itching, I can't seem to read the clock, I'm dizzy, is that thunder? Yep, thunder. . .why is it thundering? The storms aren't supposed to be here until 5am! Is it 5am?? Nope, it's 12:07am and oh, hey, Chris is awake. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. He mumbles, already? I said yep! And back I go into my foggy haze again. Now there's lightning. . .whoa that was a close one. Sometime during the night I think about how I love these pills and how much I have to write in my blog today (snicker) and then Matt Damon and I are shopping or something. I don't know. But it was just a very weird night!! (Can you tell I don't handle medication very well?? Needless to say there was no experimenting when I was younger LOL) I slept until 9:30 this morning, got up, did my thing and Cale & Chris finally got up at 10! 10 O'CLOCK!!

Then the birthday calls start: Ma & Pa call and talk to Cale and Chris and me, my mom calls and talks to all three of us and my dad calls from "around the curve" at the golf course and doesn't seem to have time to speak with his Witty man. However, it's a gorgeous but humid day in the Great State of Oklahoma and Jake's ribs are calling to Bubba loud and clear!! It's another trip down to eat bbq and enjoy being out.

Happy Birthday Bubba!!!

What am I thinking?
I mean seriously. . .it's not like I have time to keep a blog! I've got my advertising job, my coding job and taking care of Lover. What am I doing?? I guess it started because of Gretchen's blog. (Way to go Gretchen!!) I like to ramble. . .I could ramble away for days. And about what?? About nothing!! Maybe this is better. I can bore the life out of Chris, Cale's not old enough to listen, the ladies on my boards have lives to tend to, even the dogs go to sleep. Therapeutic, that's what I'll call this. :) Two minutes to set up and a lot cheaper than a psychiatrist! (I can justify selling ice to an eskimo! LOL) Hey, whatever makes me feel good right? ;)

Ok. . .so tomorrow is Bubba's 27th birthday. He's not excited, but I sure am! I love birthdays, don't know why. Wait til it's my birthday! People will be begging me to shut up. I did have a bit of a panic the other night when I thought, "Holy moly! I'm going to be 26! 26!! That's old!!" (please no flaming me here! LOL) Then I calmed down and thought, "You'll be fine. You can do 26!!" So now I'm pumped. I've done well for almost 26 and I'm proud of all I've accomplished.

See! I told you I could ramble!! LOL Time to go to physical therapy.

Ode to my birthday
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Bubba, you were right
Topic: Bubba
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