This is a resurrected post I decided to share again in light of  Kampsplete's sweet and kind words in her post today. 

Here's a funny spider story from when me and my hubbie were first married……..

my husband is definitely scared of spiders.  he had a room mate when he lived in california that collected black widows.  i remember him telling me stories about John throwing wads of black string over the shower onto him saying, “say hello to blackie!”  at which my husband would promptly FREAK OUT.

when we were first married and living in TN he came running into the bathroom one evening while i was showering.  he was yelling something like, “come here, come here!  it's an emergency”  (i had visions of this being my life after children, not with my newly aquired and very handsome husband)

quickly drying off i enter the kitchen with towel wrapped around my body to find my husband standing across the kitchen from a giant wolf spider shooting rubber bands at the thing.  okay, it may be a female thing but what if you hit it and it goes running instead of dying.  YIKES.

 

what do i do?  i promptly jump over the spider, grab the can of RAID and position myself for the death spray.  Ready.  Aim.  Fire.  What???  What's that?  As momma spider is promptly curling to her death a million zillion quadrillion baby spiders who where inconspicuously perched on her back run for dear life.  needless to say my spraying radius got bigger and bigger.

i think the entire breakfast area got a dose of RAID.

now that they are ALL dead….
who gets to clean them all up?

I'll let you guess!!!

now don't get me wrong…my hubbie will slay the fiercest of dragons for me, but spiders?  no way!

Do you ever have those “What was I thinking?” moments?

I had one last night as I replayed the day in my head as I tried to sleep. 
Yesterday consisted of:
1.  weekly visit to chiropractor for the entire family 10am
2.  have tires rotated and balanced while visiting chiropractor at tire shop next door
3.  feed kids semi-healthy meal at Zaxby's
4.  make bank deposit
5.  drop off cranky 2 year old with pink eye at home for a nap because dad is at home and see dog looking sad.  allow dog to come with us for intended nature walk.
6.  continue on to take 4 year old to 1/2 day K4 program by 12:30pm
7.  continue on for a nature hike with 6 and 7 year old along with 2 other home school families
7a.  finally tell two older boys where we are going so that 4 year old wasn't upset before going to school.  happy yelling and hooping!
8.  arrive at park and hike into woods.  find scorpion, centipede, slugs, roaches and various other critters under rotting bark on dead tree.  discuss mushrooms, decaying trees and bag worms.
9.  make it almost to our destination, the creek, without any mishaps EXCEPT for said dog rolling in very fresh horse manure.
10.  bathe said dog in creek
11.  find salamander
12.  7 year old gets stung by yellow jacket
13.  hike back to car on dirt road instead of nature trail to get to K4 in time to pick up 4 year old at 4pm
14.  listen to 7 year old talk about how bad his leg is hurting as i watch it swell.
15.  rush back by the house to drop off son so dad can administer Benedryl.
16.  while at home take 2 year old with me to pick up 4 year old so dad can get back to work
17.  7 year old calls me on the cell phone while dad is actually AT HOME to cry about his eyes hurting.
18.  pick up 4 year old and rush back home only to find…
19.  7 year old's lips and tongue are swelling.
19a.  discover child is VERY allergic to yellow jacket sting.
20.  call pharmacist at CVS because i'm convinced doctors really are from another planet.
21.  give 7 year old second tsp. of Benedryl and administer daughters Epi-pen Jr. 
22.  have NO IDEA needle on Epi-pen is three feet long and don't warn 7 year old. 
23.  tear big hole in 7 year old's leg.
24.  more screaming
25.  ice on hole
26.  try to decide ER or no ER (I hate emergency rooms)
27.  decide to watch him 30 more minutes before going to ER
28.  swelling subsides some
28a.  wrestle 2 year old to the floor twice to administer pink eye drops after 2 days of breast milk drops in her eyes are not helping the problem.
29.  decide made right decision about ER
30.  call back friendly CVS pharmacist to tell how 7 year old is doing.
31.  more Benedryl in 4 hours, watch closely…….
feed kids, hubbie off to football, walk around like a zombie, fall into bed at 11:30 and can't sleep.
32.  and wonder………
 WHAT WAS I THINKING?????????????????

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This morning I arose to the rising sun….
       went out for some exercise with my friends…..

then off to my bountiful garden as the sun is rising over the meadow and begin the initial preparation for the homecooked meals I prepare everyday…..

This is my table outside that's never dirty on the back porch after I'd washed the homegrown vegetables.  Nothing's prettier then the rising sun on homegrown veggies from your own garden!!

Now….off to wake my perfect children……

(This IS supposed to be a joke guys!)
Have a great day
JULIE

After reading Amada's post about the giant monster in her closet I remembered a funny story from when we were first married.

my husband is definitely scared of spiders.  he had a room mate when he lived in california that collected black widows.  i remember him telling me stories about John throwing wads of black string over the shower onto him saying, “say hello to blackie!”  at which my husband would promptly FREAK OUT.

when we were first married and living in TN he came running into the bathroom one evening while i was showering.  he was yelling something like, “come here, come here!  it's an emergency”  (i had visions of this being my life after children, not with my newly aquired and very handsome husband)

quickly drying off i enter the kitchen with towel wrapped around my body to find my husband standing across the kitchen from a giant wolf spider shooting rubber bands at the thing.  okay, it may be a female thing but what if you hit it and it goes running instead of dying.  YIKES.

 

what do i do?  i promptly jump over the spider, grab the can of RAID and position myself for the death spray.  Ready.  Aim.  Fire.  What???  What's that?  As momma spider is promptly curling to her death a million zillion quadrillion baby spiders who where inconspicuously perched on her back run for dear life.  needless to say my spraying radius got bigger and bigger.

i think the entire breakfast area got a dose of RAID.

now that they are ALL dead….
who gets to clean them all up?

I'll let you guess!!!

now don't get me wrong…my hubbie will slay the fiercest of dragons for me, but spiders?  no way!

hoping you run into NO spiders today Amada!!!
julie

Recently I purchased a cute little 6 pot cactus kit complete with dirt and a small plastic greenhouse.  Having 3 boys I thought it'd be cool to have them see who's cactus would grow the fastest.  They would each have 2 pots and I put their names on each one.  We were all set for the cactus growing contest.

Until someone knocked over the pots/greenhouse and the dirt spilled.  As best I could I got the dirt back into the pots with no idea where the seeds were.  The directions had said to place them just below the surface of the soil. 

Like any good homeschool mom I say, “Oh well!” and ended up putting all the soil and whatever seeds were left into two larger pots we already owned.  One pot had been used for planting acorns this past fall but they'd been watered to the point of rotting.  So I dumped out most of the soil and added the cactus seed/soil mixture that was left.

About 3 days after I noticed something breaking through the soil and I thought “Wow!  I'm the cactus growing queen of the world. (insert soundtrack from The Titanic) Check me out.”

On the fourth day I began to suspect something was a little unusual but was still holding onto my “queen” concept.

By day five I knew something had to be going on.  I mean, these things were huge!  Either I'd bought gi-normous cactus plants (and they'd all gotten into one pot) or something else was happening.

Well, here's the pictures of Pot #1 and Pot #2

Don't you think there's something a little unusual going on?

Me too!!  It took me a while to figure it out but when I saw this rather large light brown seed attached to one of the leaves I figured it out.  The brown pot has pumpkin seeds in it… thanks to my 6 year old!!  Pumpkin seeds!!!  And I thought they were cactuses (is that a word?)

Pot with pumpkin seeds

Pot with cactus seeds (hopefully) and fertilizer.

So I guess I don't win the Cactus growing contest but I think I might be in the running for the World's Largest Pumpkin!!!

IN HIM
Julie

Okay, I give up.  I've tried to blog four times tonight and I've managed to erase my blog every time!  I give up!!!

So here are the pictures I wanted to tell you about but can't.  It must be the almost full moon.

The dollar store hat purchased tonight…..and the robe worn to dinner last night (in public) and out tonight….

Baby girl wouldn't cooperate with the hat but managed to empty the chair of all it's pillows and pose for a shot…….
“Here's my foot mommy!!!”

My children have a talent for finding pumpkins in the woods. 
Whether thrown out by neighbors or found in a magical pumpkin patch
only kids know about, I am unsure.  Nevertheless we painted
pumpkins on December 12th.  My thirdborn wants me to carve
it.  I refuse to do so but once a year!!!

So after 3 failed attempts at blogging tonight…
Happy Halloween, oh I mean, Merry Christmas!!!

Julie

This morning my second son was
complaining about not having enough money (for what I have no
idea!).  So I told him if he'd make up all the beds I'd give him a
dollar.  He stands there for a few minutes and then says, “How
about a dollar and a quarter?”
To which I laugh loving his already sharp business skills.  Who can argue with that?  He takes after his mama!!!

Then yesterday as I was finishing some Christmas shopping ALONE my
husband calls to tell me all three boys have come into the house from
playing outside.  They got three Stuffmart bags, put bananas and
peanuts in the bags and said they were going on a mission.  All
three leave the house with bags on their backs like backpacks.  My
husband laughs as he watches them march across the yard having no idea
what they are up to.  About half an hour later they show back up
having been on a fire ant mission. 

We have a drainage
area behind a neighbors house with lots of good SC red mud.  The
fire ants love the area.  And my sons love to go stomp on their
mounds and watch them swarm.  I mean what's a few bites compared
to the instant reward of thousands upon thousands of swarming fire
ants????

Boys!  They never cease to amaze me!!!!!
Meanwhile our baby girl is content to sit on her daddy's lap and watch
football doting sweet 18 month kisses on him every so often.  As
you know this only causes her to further wrap him around her ever
precious little girl finger!