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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Wordless Wednesday: Holiday Horror


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Mrs. C.

Mrs. C.
Person who fancies herself in charge around here. Teller of wild tales and family secrets.

S.P.

S.P.
Super Pharmacist, my husband. Some days Super Parent. Super Partner. Super Plumber. Super Painter. Super Pharter. He's all of it and more.

Pony Girl

Pony Girl
The firstborn. Loves books and horses. And sometimes her brother.

Jones

Jones
Heir to the throne. Good thing, he's always on it. Loves Legos and Indiana Jones. And following Pony Girl around.

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      • Wordless Wednesday: Holiday Horror
      • I Don't Think He Wants The Usual Crap For Christma...
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      • Will The Flatiron Work On This Curly Tail?
      • Wait, What Happened to September?
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      • Wordless Wednesday: I Bet It's Service With A Smil...
      • Wordless Wednesday
      • As Seen on T.V.
      • RTT: ABC, 123, PB&J...
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      • Work In Progress....
      • The Last Circle of Hell
      • RTT: DIY PITA
      • The 30-Day Plan
      • If There Is No Fishing In Heaven, Do I Really Want...
      • Wordless Wednesday
      • RTT: Mom's On Vacation!
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      • It's Confession Time
      • Wordless Wednesday
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      • Wordless Wednesday
      • Lazy, Crazy, Days of Summer?
      • She Cleans Up Good, Don't She?
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      • Random Tuesday Thoughts: ...Oh Look, a Chicken!
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      • Wordless Wednesday
      • Randomness, Take Me Away....
      • If You Bake It, They Will Come...
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      • It Feels Like Monday
      • What's This Thing Called Again?
      • Totally Random Tuesday: This Message Brought to Yo...
      • Wordless Wednesday
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      • Requiem 3/30/09
      • It's Almost Done!
      • A Little Love Song
      • Wordless Wednesday
    • ►  February (7)
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It's All About Me

Welcome to my place. It's much neater here than where we actually live. Our family lives on a cranberry bog on the far West Coast, in a well-built house we've been slowly remodeling for the past 7 years.

I have just celebrated my 39th birthday for the first time. Liked it so much I may just celebrate the anniversary of said birthday from here on out. Then I will always be younger than my partner in crime, S.P., my husband of almost 15 years. In the beginning his initials stood for "Super Pharmacist", but now through the remodeling and renovations I have found his talents require more initials. He can paint, he can plaster, he can paper, he can pound nails. And of course, lest I forget, the man can PARENT!
Enter the kids, sometimes called "Thing one and Thing two". Pony Girl, age nine, still loves books, horses, and us. I know someday the pre-teen angst will appear but so far, not yet. She has been tall, slim and blonde forever and no matter how much I feed her all that seems to grow is her feet. And my baby, who I guess is officially no longer that now that he's seven, is Jones. He has always been Jones, since our days in the nursery rocker. I can't explain why; guess it's just a mom-thing.
We also have a fabulous Lab named Lilly, who chases balls, birds and kids and steals carrots from the horse. She no longer makes messes in the bathroom, however.
My job, outside of wrangling this crew of colorful characters and keeping a passable household, is teaching. Right now I do guest stints (subbing) at the school my kids attend. I like to refer to myself and the other subs as "guest teachers" ever since a sixth-grade boy at one job told me a sub was just a massive vessel full of seamen. Since then, "guest teacher" just sounds better...
There's lots of other stuff that goes on around our zoo and you'll probably hear and see about some of it sooner or later. I like to cook so there will probably be some recipes. I love to read so there will be some stuff about books. Sometimes I am opinionated and in a small town that can get a person in trouble so there may be some pissing and moaning. You just never know. I always try to be tactful and not offend, but it's a big wide world out there and somebody may not like me. O' well..
 

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