Freeby Friday : Our Name is Mud

Are you for REAL ~d?

Yep I am.

Show me some love.

This Friday has an impossibly unique offering by a tremendously fun and kitchy little BIG company that I am in LOVE WITH.

Offered to my MOMMY buddies... Because mommying: deserves some lovin.

Here you go mommies. Show this company some love. Ek- spesh-i - lee chosen for you: for

VALENTINE'S DAY

A collection of hand painted earthenware for you: the best mommy friends in alllllll the land ( echo voice). Valentine's theme. Why not treat yourself?

Offered by my insanely funny and witty bloggy land friend Lorrie of

Our Name is Mud...is a Cinderella ceramics story. Owner Lorrie Veasey started the company by selling her unique pottery designs at small venues and street fairs held in New York CitY What began as a card table on a city sidewalk evolved over the course of ten years to a multi million dollar company, and has made a leader in the ceramic giftware industry.

Seriously. You. Will. Die. Lauging. At. Her. Creative. Genius.

Starbucks mugs: be gone with you.
Pfaltzgraft? What's that?

Check this stuff out.

Click me baby.

Either one.

Our Name Is Mud.
This is the one I chose to review for you all. It's on it's WAY to my little hands as we speak.

It is my prize, my Oscar if you will: for my excellent and totally borderline call CPS"mommying'

breakdown during the GREAT I 70 " I ACTUALLY STOPPED THE CAR INCIDENT" of 2008.

E now knows... I mean business when I say:

" Don't make me stop this car."

THE DETAILS:


Contest Ends February 7th at 12AM EST. WInner will be announced at the bottom of this POST and will be contacted via email or blog by me. YOu have 72 hours to claim your prize or another winner is chosen. No boo hoos about it.




TO ENTER: READ CAREFULLY. :0)

***YOU MUST HAVE A U.S. RESIDENCE AND P.O. BOXES ARE NOT ELIGIBLE

1 . You must visit the Our Name is Mud site. Browse, come back and comment her up and tell me what pieces etc you love. You must do this. Worth one entry. If you don't visit or comment about her site, I won't count any entries.



2. http://www.mommydaze.webs.com/ members are eligible for 15 extra entries. Remind me in your comment. Join now if you are not.


3. Put my blog button on your blog; located on my sidebar. Let me know in the comment and - 20 extra entries.


4. Post the link / and contest information in a post on your blog: 30 Entries. Tell me in the comment. I will check.

5. No blog??? Email your friends and family the link for the contest : CC me supahmommy@comcast.net and it's worth 5 entries PER PERSON you email forward.

6. Follow my blog by clicking above with the rest of the koolaid followers. 15 entries additonal for any follower. Tell me in your comment. Already a follower: just remind me.

Make sure you tell me what you opted for if you chose additonal entries.

Your comment might look like this:

I Love the Dont' make me stop this car mug!

I'm a follower.

I have your button.

I posted on my own blog: check it out.

I am a mommydaze member.

I emailed and CC'd you.

ENJOY FRIENDS! Show her some love. :) Wait.. show ME some love too!!

Happy Early Valentines. My kiddo is sick still. I cursed the Doctors in my non sleep last night. Really... I wished evil upon her for prescribing a THIRD medicine that is not helping my baby sleep through the night. The things our sleep deprived minds will do.

Lorrie, I need a mug like that. "Don't make me wish evil on you... I will."

Also, I curse Handy Manny for making me think my FRIGGIN PHONE IS RINGING ever single stinking friggin time HIS SHOP PHONE RINGS. I kid you NOT.

xoxooxo

d

All items are hand painted earthenware, and are dishwasher & microwave safe. They are designed by me, Lorrie Veasey, for OUR NAME IS MUD and can be found at http://www.ournameismud.com/ or fine retailers across the USA.

SimaG: Giveaway ends tonight

For those of you who didnt' realize it... go back a few posts to see the SimaG contest! Here's her site link to look at ... but the simaG contest post... has all the info. Ends tonight!

simaG

Click the links for more info.

:)

d

Seriously.... SimaG people... buy some.

So I delighted in the arrival of my "oh so perfect" SimaG custom made "My Kids" piece today. Can I gush enough about this little piece of lovely? Nope.

Ladies. If you don't win. That totally sucks. But she is ultra affordable and such a nice soul that I am ordering, demanding that you either

a. treat yourself to one of these beauties

b. make your hubby ... pamper you with one of these for : (insert your choice.)
birthing your children,
valentines day,
putting up with his BS, baloney bull ca ca
keeping the house from never escaping the laundry..
balancing the checkbook...

cleaning up dog poop

working your tail off

listening to him when he actually whines.. that watching the kiddos was 'hard' today.

you name it.


If a COUPON CODE worth 10 percent off YOUR NEXT PURCHASE WITH SIMAG isn't enough

( mention supahmommy for 10 percent reimburse after final sale) then I must make you look at how lovely mine turned out.


This is me gloating. :) At you. This is you... saying.. AW MAN. I have to buy one now.

I will add Madelynn's when she makes it into the world and I'm thinking of adding DBD. I'm feeling nice today. :)

SimaG... hats off to you.

I love mine.

It is my very favorite piece of jewlery.

( I consider the rock on my finger, a permanent scar. LOL.. I'm JUST KIDDING FRIENDS.. LORD.. don't tell him I said that. ..lol ))

Thank you and good luck ladies and one gent!! Contest ends tomorrow!!

Living the dream...

Have you ever felt like simply the worst person evah? Insert gloom.

Like ... you effed up so bad today at your " jobs" ...(the ones' God chose for you to do, trusted that you would do a good job at)....the job you dreamt of all your life.


..that if there were no tomorrow... it would haunt you forever and ever and ever that you fucked up today? DOOM INSERTED.

Do you evah struggle with all that's on your plate? Not quite balancing it all...actually faking the whole balance thing: only to knock some of it off in the whole process of faking it?

Some of the shit that's priceless? Probably irreparable? Little minds... little egos, little self esteems... that just .. just... feel the wrath of a tired mommy. An overworked , underpaid, stretched too thin, most times lost... mommy.


Praying that they have short term memory... but knowing they do not. Watching your child flinch when you raise your voice.. knowing ... you're just too loud...


Fast forward to the future and hey guess what...the child that you struggle with in adolescence.. you molded years ago when you decided to yell at her cause you simply lost it. Lost it under all of the pressure.


Will she loathe me as I loathed my mother as an adolescent? Feel unloved and unwanted... because of my screw ups???

Not be able to talk to me? Am I already creating the pattern that will weave my relationship with her? When the time comes that she needs to make a choice in her life, will she come to me? Or will the thought make her flinch...



The pressure to do ... the most inane and redundant things. Living the "dream."

Let the dogs out, feed the kids, wipe their mouths, change diapers, potty train, wash some of the laundry.. clean up dog shit, let the dogs out, let the dogs in, clean the kitchen, chase the cat that got in, clean up the toys, console the crying toddler, put her down for a nap, do the bills, clean up the toys, clean up the kitchen, wipe up dog pee. Make lunch, clean up lunch, wipe faces, get dressed, referee the fight...clean up the toys, get the dog off the couch, again. Clean up the shoes, unload the laundry, never fold it, empty the trash, clean up the trash the dogs ate...field phone calls about the van you wrecked, ask your child to stop POKING YOU ...and on and on and on and on and on and on and on... till you're so far beyond sanity... that when you're daughter continues not to listen... continues to potty talk.. ( because fart sounds are so funny) when your other daughter is taking cues.. and no body is listening.... you lose it.


Do good moms every think this?

I wish I wasn't a mom today.

Only to instantly regret thinking it outloud.. putting it on a blog: maybe God heard.

So instantly regret it that you want to scrub it out with a big black permanent marker... cause the mere thought of it... makes you feel like you should be crucified ... but black marker or not... you still thought it.


Is it enough to go to bed, deflated ... praying that tomorrow is the day that you will get it right? That .. you will be able to go to bed that next night... proud of the job you did. Is it enough.. to just wish that nightly? Does it erase all the flubs? Do good moms.. really wish that?



Having a rough weekend peoples. :)

I wonder if DBD will Obama me.

So I faithfully and most excitedly watched the inauguration not only because I am a huge fan, because it is amazing history in the making but because I support our country through thick and thin. Kinda of like a marriage. I would have watched regardless of the outcome because it's what my citizenship allows me to do. Sickness and in health, through almost divorce and beyond. I still support. That's the way I roll. Country first. Marriage First.


It's my duty to be involved even when the odds weigh heavily. By God, are there days that weigh heavily. We all feel it. My job is to support and do what I can to promote our great country. To ride the waves of my marriage like some Shaka lovin surfer. This I know, I would live no where else. This I know, I would marry no one else.

So if it means sitting on my couch in my jammies with my girls watching all of the inaugural press. I'm there. If it means lobbing my husband the bird behind his back because he totally watched me drink out of a dirty glass from the dishwasher. Knowing full well that I thought it was clean. Hey, I'm there. MY duty. Consider it done.

I watched the little girls and First Lady Obama become pieces of history as well and I wondered how their lives would change. I watched a nervous First Lady, following First Lady Bush through the hallways looking for guidance. Looking like many of us in new situations, a little lost. Kinda like when I said "I do. " I had no clue what life would be like. What tsunami's lie ahead.

Got a little weepy thinking how interesting it would be for my girls to watch children close in age experience this ... experience. Something I have never really myself seen in my 33 years. Was Chelsea Clinton even remotely relatable to me? Um.. not. LOL...

I get weepy these days of course. aT UM.. just about everything. Sing me, friggin I've been workin on the railroad: I'll bawl for you. I'm a circus side show. NOt to mention my girth.


I weeped this morning at my CPR class. Why? Cause there were infants I had to pretend to revive. I weeped when the CPR teacher preacher spoke of his wife in loving ways I can't describe. WTF I THOUGHT??/ Do you giVE lessons???

I weeped AGAIN when he spoke so eloquently about women: that God granted us with the gift of intuition. A gift not possessed by men. A gift that saves lives...and takes care of our children in ways that no man can touch. WHO IS THIS MAN I THOUGHT??? Why are you making me weep???

Yes I weeped at all of those things this week. I am weepy.

So anyways.. I had a funny point before I went all patriotic / philosophic /weepy siv on you. I watched the oath of office flubs and now am hearing about the fallout that ensued thereafter.

"Huh..." ( lisha will get that about me, it's this sound i make she made me aware of once)

In- TER- esting.. THINKS ~d

I sat and wondered if perhaps I had by chance, flubbed my marriage vows to good ol DBD 7 plus some odd years ago.


Didn't I say " I , ~d - take you Steve. "


When really, it should have been Death Bed Dan rather than STeve.

Preeetty certain I flubbed that.

I'm going for it people. NOT VALID.


This I pondered patriotically as my morning text message from DBD himself arrived in my inbox. He must've had a moment away from the Bones Thugs.

"sry I cld u an ahole ths mrng"

tO WHICH I answered:

"asshole u cll me that agn and im pttng clrox in ur undrwera so u itch all day ur lucky i lv u mta

MTA= ( more than anything - our family saying )

And THAT is how my marriage rolls. SOME of it is THICK and some of it is wayyy thin.

I wonder if First Lady will ever send him a text like that on his blackberry. I think I'd fall in love with this couple if I found that out. Seriously in love.

It makes me feel better to imagine this scenario:

From First Lady to the Prez.

" U STUPD mthr bleep: did u drnk the last of the mIlk???"

aND YOU KNOW WHAT... I'm not kidding. I hope it is that way sometimes. WHAT I have learned in my few years of marriage is that I'm not alone. No marriage ... is without problems. Without waves. Waves that at times threaten to crush you . Erase who you were and re-birth someone new. I get that. I wonder if they've been through that together. Odds are ... yes. I suppose we're going through one of those waves as a country right now. We too struggle as a family in this time. Things aren't as easy as they once were. They won't be for quite a while. But I'll stand by and do my part in the meantime. Maybe send President Obama a text or two. LOL

It's my duty right?

So my final thought for the night relays my phone call to my DBD that I made this evening. The weeping theme continued for the day. Why stop now??

I was praying DBD was feeling patriotic about our marriage as I dialed the numbers with dread. Mentally willing him to grab his surf board and shake his shaka.... cause this is the wave I crashed into him tonight.

ME:

"Honey. ( snort, weep)

DON'T BE MAD. " "

Please ( weeep) don't be ( weeeeping) mad ( snort snuff) at me." "

I hit gram and pap's railroad ( snooooooooooort, weeeeeeeeeeeeeep, boogers, snortttttttttttt) tie drivway wall with the van.

I knooooocked their wall down....... WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPING...

AND DENTED THE VAN......"

( wwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeep uncontrollably.)

i DRIVE A WHITE TRASH VAN NOW"

I think he's checking the validity of his oath 7 years and some score ago. Pretty certain.

I'm off to hide in bed and pretend I have weeped myself to sleep as he is due home soon. Wish me good weeping. :)

Freeby Friday with SIMA Jewlery!

Can you say fantastic FREEBY Friday? This great giveaway is sure to hit all of my fans as it is universal in appeal! What woman doesn't LOVE CUSTOM JEWLERY! What feller doesn' t love to buy it for their "lady."
Meet:


I fell in love, LOVE, LURVE with this handstamped jewelry just as soon as I ran across it and I am so very anxiously awaiting the arrival of my custom family piece!!

FREEBY FRIDAY

The seller, SimaG offers to you : two beautiful necklaces to showcase her unique talents. Two lucky winners will recieve one or the other necklace. My discretion. One necklace PER winner.

SHOW OFF YOUR FAMILY in the most unique way possible!!

First offering:

MY KID'S...

HANDSTAMPED ONE-OF-A-KIND NECKLACE

DESCRIPTION:

Handstamped with my kids names on 1/2" hammered starling silver circles. WInner will be contacted by SimaG to customize this beauty with your own children's names.

SECOND OFFERING:

MY FAMILY NAMES NECKLACE

DESCRIPTION: I hammered & handstamped this 1 1/2 inches round circle sterling silver on a 16" 0R 18" sterling silver chain(IF YOU WANT A BALL CHAIN,PLEASE LET ME KNOW). Looks great... I wear this necklace all the time, I get so many compliments. I hand stamped each letter , one letter at the time. beacuse, I write each letter at the time... expect some variations in the spacing between each letter.


Winner will be contacted by SimaG via email to customize the piece with your own family name.

More About Sima: Her Bio from the Etsy page.

My goal is to reach the handmade lovers and one-of-a-kind fans from all over the world.If you are looking for uniqueness and originality, fashion, style and creativity , you came to the right place.The online of Sima's Fine Art Jewelry is done by me, Sima Gilady from Boulder ,Colorado.

I have had a passion for Art and jewelry for most of my life. I'm mostly self-taught and I'm very proud of my self.I make my jewelry in my home, while my four kid's at school.Thank you for looking through my shop I hope you will find the perfect luxury to cherish !

*******SIMAG TAKES CUSTOM ORDERS LADIES.. just because it say out of stock does not mean that she will not make it for you or your hubby.;) If you order from her be sure to tell her where you saw the info. I get no kickbacks, but I want her to know that our little bloggy contest drew her some business. :)

THE DETAILS:

Contest Ends January 31st at 12AM EST. WInner will be announced at the bottom of this POST and will be contacted via email or blog by me. YOu have 72 hours to claim your prize or another winner is chosen.

TO ENTER: READ CAREFULLY. :0)

1 . You must visit SimaG's site. Browse, come back and comment her up and tell me what pieces etc you love. You must do this. Worth one entry. If you don't visit or comment about her site, I won't count any entries.

2. mommydaze.webs.com members are eligible for 15 extra entries. Remind me in your comment.

3. Put my blog button on your blog; located on my sidebar. Let me know in the comment and - 20 extra entries.

4. Post the link / and contest information in a post on your blog: 30 Entries. Tell me in the comment.

5. No blog??? Email your friends and family the link for the contest : CC me supahmommy@comcast.net and it's worth 5 entries PER PERSON you email forward.

6. Follow my blog by clicking above with the rest of the koolaid followers. 15 entries additonal for any follower. Already a follower: just remind me.

Make sure you tell me what you opted for if you chose additonal entries. Do so in your comment about SimaG's site.

Good luck and Enjoy browsing!! SHe's SUPER NICE and such an artiste. :)

xoxoxo

d

Whore are you?

Thanks to my double oh friend , (007) whom I refer to as double oh.. as you can plainly see... I have a blog title FOR THIS POST.

Whore are you ?

Of COURSE she didn't' actually call me a whore to my grill. PULEASE... She don't want none of this.

She meant , Where are you?" But is, like me, gifted in Typo. We are soul sistahs it seems!

So double oh.. thanks for Providing the funny topic-let that I needed to begin my post about pretty much... altogether ... not one darn good thing. aNNNNNNNNND.. some of you are still reading. It just amazes me.

sooooo.......Whore are you Debby?

Well thanks so much for asking. I didn't realize that you cared. ( southern accent)

I am hiding under two sick kidlets. Colds turned "call the CDC" nightmares.

Okay.. so I'm a bit over zealously exaggerative.. ( did I just make that up? GO ME!) about their diagnosis...

diagnosis: Bacterial infections that USED to be colds. Better yet. COLDS that have spiraled out of control and veered off into the infection lane.

SUPAH- Amoxicillin to the rescue. Ten days. Yahhhh medical bills and prescriptions.

E failed her drivers exam at the tender age of 5. Wait.. no.. that was.. failed her 5 year old
CAN YOU SEE THIS BIG ASS LETTER ; with your glasses on, EXAM. And fail she did.

She's been wearing glasses for a year now. (When I remember to hound her to put them on.) I'm sure it's all my fault that her astigmatism , has also veered off into some RANDOM lane. SHIT SHIT SHIT. I'll add that to my ever growing list of EFF UPS.

So.. new glasses it is. DBD was left there to pick them out with her AS P decided to have a major tantrumation during E's exam time. WOuld she go with DADDY?

pshhht ca.
yeah right...


As I got into my car with a screaming uncooperative P, leaving DBD and E behind to fashion Emma up with some new specs... I thought to myself. DO NOT BE A PSYCHO blog worthy CONTROL FREAK. GET INTO THE CAR AND WALK AWAY. LET HIM HELP HER PICK THEM OUT. HE CAN DO IT. WALK YOUR SHIT AWAY RIGHT THIS MINUTE. GET YOUR HAND OFF THAT DOOR HANDLE. back AWAY FROM THE OPTHAMOLOGIST. NOW.

Somehow... I followed instructions.


I shall weep when she appears with coke bottles for glasses. You all will weep with me.

Regardless I suppose. ....Perhaps my child will now be able to actually SEE the world. Coke bOTTLES or not.


Um .. what else.

P has taken to hitting.
Perhaps she'll be a thug. Hey.. we can always dream.

We'll play Bone Thugs in Harmony at her Third birthday. ( I think I got that right. I'll need to defer to Chi-town or Mommybrain on that one as my gangsta rap memory is failing me... sadly.. like so many things.)



At least DBD will be able to communicate with her as his THUG education continues every weekend. Working from 8 am to 11 pm both days.

I lolly gag the days away at birthday parties and at my mothers, mooching babysitting services, food, naps as much as I can.

I once had some shame.
Pregnant, tired ass D no longer has shame. I take what I can get.

In other news, we watched the movie STEPBROTHERS... thank you MONDAY FREE TEXT RED BOX RENTAL : sign up people it's awesome.

Quick Verdict: FUNNY AS SHIT if you like those kinds of mindless comedies. :)

ON the baby front.
I'm still pregnant.

I'm still fat.
I hit objects several items a day with my overly insanely large belly: without realizing it. Usually it's a coworker who thinks I just felt them up as I passed, most days it's the WORD WHAMMER that's attached to my front door. I innocently look out the front window: for what.. I'm not sure. and before I know it... it's singing some song about the word E left spelled in it's belly.


Last: I fan angled myself a semi- new position at work. Perhaps a position where I mights be in charges of one WT herself. I took my dilemma and worked it to my advantage.

Don't I just incredible you sometimes? I incredible myself even.

Have a good night! I have an awesome handmade jewelry giveaway coming on Friday. Thaks to SIMA....Listen up my one manly viewer or two ... it would make a nifty valentine treat for your ol lady and behoove you to enter) Don't' leave me hanging with these giveaways ladeis and gents.

I'll hunt you all down.

And sic P on you: true dat.

Peace.
D- out.

Freeby Friday with L'il Darlins Bib- A - Roo

CONTEST IS CLOSED

WIINNER: MISSmeL

cOURTESY OF RANDOM.ORG

RANDOM LIST GENERATOR

Freeby Friday '09 has begun.

Today's Freeby Friday

Comes to you directly from

L'il Darlins, LLC
Unique is only a word until combined with Creations by L'il Darlins!

A very cool company, if I must say so myself that offers some great products!! One of my favorites and today's Freeby Friday Giveaway:

Meet the Bib- A- Roo!

Bib-A-Roo
A handcrafted full body bib made with adorable juvenile prints and quilted backing. The bib has Velcro at neck and ribbon at legs to assure it will fit securely. 100% washable fabric. We have 3 unisex, 7 female, and 7 male prints available at all times. Available in Infant & Toddler. Reversible. Infant=5mos-18mos (up to 32" tall) Toddler=18mos and up (33" to 40" tall)

Is it not THE cutest most ADO-ROO-BLE thing evah?

He so looks like he's flying!!

I can't wait to get one on Peyton,

No more stained knees during spaghetti days!!

Would you like one? Or maybe you 'd like to win it for a friend???

I thought sooooo!!

For one lucky winner, one bib-a -roo of their in stock choice!!
CONTEST ends Next Thursday: January 23rd at 12 am EST. I will select a ( one winner using random.org.) I will post the winner on my blog, contact you via your own blog and you will need to privately email me your address so that I can stalk you... I'm sorry.. I meant.. get the item sent to you. :) Only one winner will be chosen. All entrants must have completed the following requirements listed below.

Here's whatchoo need to do to enter.

1. You MUST be a follower, subscriber to my blog.

2. You must mention the contest on your own blog and link it up.

If you are not blogtastic, OR DO NOT have a follow option, do not fret. Email 2 people about the contest and link: and cc me: debbyperry@comcast.net
If you spam me or porno me or email forward me: I will cyber hunt you down like the dog you are and block your butt FOR-EVAH.

3. You MUST click on the Lil Darlins Link and visit their site. Snoop around, come back and tell me what you love in a comment. YOU MUST MUST GO THERE! Let's drive some traffic there!!

4. All mommydaze.webs.com registered, posting members: get double entries .. just because I'm the queen. :)

That's it. Get moving.



Also, as if the product weren't cool enough, I'll show you the following evidence.

FAMOUS PEOPLE ROCKIN SOME L'IL DARLINS PRODUCTS.. including OUR BIBAROO!!

You can bid on and try to win , autographed products by some of the following .. oh so cool and totally famous famous people.

*** So far L'il Darlins has Brooke Shields, Ali Landry, Ryan Seacrest, Jenny McCarthy, Tim Allen, Chyler Leigh, Marissa Jaret Winokur, Elizabeth Rohm, Joely Fisher, Evan Handler, Chris Noth, Neal McDonohugh, Josie Bissett, Rob Estes, Pauly Shore, Michael McGlone, Eric Roberts, E Daily 10 show crew, All my Children crew including Susan Lucci, Finola Hughes, Christie Lynn Smith and her husband John Fortson, and Tori Spellings is on her way!!



























So support a good cause and go bid!

Happy Freeby Friday:
xoxoxo
d

Why do I do this? Cause I'm hot on Oprah's tail. I'm cool like that and... anways... Why should she be the only one to find, get and give away free stuff? She never shares with me anyways. PSHHHT ca! Seriously, I love to find entrepeneurs who were once in my shoes. And find them I did. :)

So today it begins. And thus every Friday here after. A giveaway contest pour vous. Cause I loves ya.


I have dates lined up until April so far! People are very generous. Many are mommy products, kiddo stuff.. and just plain cool stuff. I'm trying to get a good amount of variety but my mommy tendencies bias me a bit. So bite me. :)

CONTEST IS CLOSED: THANK YOU to the handful that entered. Random.org assigned you numbers and then chose the winner.

WINNER IS miSSmEL #1

Congrats. I'll have them send it off to you.

xoxo

d

Who don't?

So my husband is working full ass time on the weekends at some JUVY prison with some totally effed up kids. Sad. Yah yah. Sadder is our mound of debt to be paid to da man.



Juvy's... I don't have time to figure out WHY THE EFF they have all gone down their chosen roads and whose fault it is... I can't even find the other little mermaid shoe. That's a crisis people.

So anyways.. this is such a stupid blog but .. stupid is as stupid does. Box o chocolates or some shit like that.

I called him at work the other day.. and , for real, if he didn't go all another language on me.



I was like... WdHH.



( what da holy hell.)

He used the word "yo" an astonishingly annoying ass amount of times. Enough to seriously piss me off. I mean.. I'm all cute and stuff with my seriously misused " fo sho's" and stuff.. but he's REALLY FO SHO using those words... as if he's in Rome.

When in Rome?..
K.. just making sure you're following the yellow brick road.

So anyways.
I yo'd him back and called him stupid or something. Put my fist through the phone and yanked him by his ear threatening to wash his mouth out with soap if he ever took 13 seconds of my life again, and purely wasted it on "YO's."



Anyways...

WHAT I REALLY sat down and wanted to say to you all today was this;

Who don't love them some Bismarque?

Remember him????

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOuuuuuuuuuuu.. you got what I neeee-eeeed... but you say.. he's just a ....

I heard it today. Jammed as much as one tweedledum looking character can jam in a Grand Cherokee with two kiddos waiting in the pharmacy drive thru.





Ok. Forget I asked..





yo.


;)

Hey guess what. Friday hosts my coronation as queen giver-awayer of cool products. Check back.. yo.

WT tales.

SO you know that stroller in your garage or car? The one reserved for outings of desperation because your other " good " stroller is in your "other" car? YOu know.. the really gross and dirty one. The one that apalls you to look at each and every single stinkin time you haul the sucker out? The one that you used on the Tball field made of clay? The one that should've been surrendered to the sanitation department .. or worse.. CDC.


Yah that one.

WT stroller outed me today.

I totally had to friggin use it today.
Sick Peyton, fell asleep - t minus 3 seconds into the parking lot.


Had to use it....
In a POSH doctors office. HAD TO BE A DOCTORS OFFICE with nice clean little new mommies holding their clean new little cherubs.. holding them FAR FAR AWAY from me and my kids..


My kids.. my beautiful kiddos... who somehow.. despite my attempts.. appeared at work today ( we work together) looking like total WT descendents. Okay then.

CAN'T WE KEEP IT A SECRET A bit LONGER ??
DBD is in charge of morning dress, hair , teeth etc. I have a feeling a few were skipped today.

I was so embarassed. My stroller along with my kiddos, thanks DBD, were a ' flaming today.

NO offense to any WT's out there. You are welcome here.

I already know that I'm WT...deep down inside somewheres.. but I keep that shit hidden. NO need to advertise with el gross stroller. Hey look at me, says the stroller. I'm ALL DIRTY AND EWWWWWWWW and yahhh go ahead.. RUN.. I'm infested with diseases probably. IT's alright.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! kill me.

SO we slept .. um.. NONE last night. NO joke.

Miss Coughy Cough...our reason for the next day's WT outing.... well. COUGHED ALL NIGHT LONG. And WE. Listened helplessly.

Isnt' that the worst. When you can't do a darn thing. And isn't it the worst when it's 3:45 a.m and you still haven't slept. Knowing full well that at 4:45 a.m. It's time to get your arse out of bed. You just want to hang yourself off your bedpost... with your .. robe belt or something.. like that. After.. checking for the 56th time to see if your kid is still breathing... in case you accidentally overdosed her on COUGH syrup.. that didn't really even WORK ONE BIT.


So I wasn't looking to prime today either.
Add me to the pile of evidence.

My co workers were like.. what's that ? Is that new scarf?

Oops..forgot to remove the robe belt thingy.

SIgh.

Note to self.
Get rid of that darn stroller before someone else realizes my secret.

=

I just wanted to tell you:

Seriously. I live this life.

Attempted the Children's museum on Sunday: 10 am opening. Was feeling a bit "high" on life... My brain and I conversed the night before about the opening time and decided in our collective team huddle , that 10 Am sounded fair. Annnnnnnnnnnd..... 1- 2-3 BREAK! GO TEAM retarded!

Met my mom down there. Gathered the girls up at an ungodly time to herd them into the Benz stupid mini van and put the pedal to the medal down through town. Just to beat the insane Stillers black and gold fans who might be thinking of tailgaiting at the freaking hour of 9:30 am. There were several bead wearing, scarf toting, pierogi eatin fans already set up on the sidelines of Pittsburgh's Northside. GOOOO STEELERS!

I ROAD past the front door entrance of the museum and noticed some darkness inside the ever lit up museum. HMmm...? Clue 1 knocks on my brain. But as we all know...No ones home.

Roudned the bend into the parking lot annnnnnnnnnnnd... KNOCK KNOCK.... whose there? CLUE NUMBER 2.

"sorry, I'm not interested" she says in her "tella" marketing solicitation voice.

NOticed she ( MAMA SUE) was the SINGLE ONLY SOLITAIRE person parked in the desolate lot that has the "open /close" thingy that serves as the "bouncer." Letting people in with ease, but not out, unless you have the golden ticket. Ahem... um.. she was IN.


Willy Wonka be damned if my mom wasn't stuck in that parking lot for over ( let's make it dramatic 3 hours) when I put CLUE 1 AND CLUE 2 together and realized that the sum of that equation meant.... hmmmm... the museum must NOT BE FUCKING OPEN YET.

GO TEAM.


Thank you Paul Blart for letting us know our mistake and for running into the factory to retrieve a Wonka ticket for my mom so that she might exit. (pAUL bLART = parking lot rental security on day 1 of his job of keeping out all those eager Stiller fans LEECHING for free parking spots)


I'm a retard and that's that.

My mom was mortified I'm sure.



Hey Guess what?

This morning. My ONLY day off. I woke up at the ass crackage of dawn to force my ever growing body into the teeny tiny shower that continues to be the source of SEETHING FIRE HELL ISSUE between DBD and I. The shower is an angled shower. Thus... if you reeeeeeally think about it. You will realize that a normal "angulation " of the shower head... sprays it directly FORWARD... totally cool for most shower heads.

Totally UNCOOL for my shower.

Guess where all that water goes?

OUT THE FUCKING DOOR WHEN I TURN IT ON TO READY IT .

3 years almost and he still doesn't

"ANGLE IT IN"

Any suggestions for asswipe?

He seems to be even more mind-tarded than me.

OTher than the above mentioned instance and oh yeah.. the one today where I got in that shower after cussing his stupid ass out and then proceeded to hurdle the girls into the car. All in their jammies, whip some ziploc baggies of applejacks at them... all in the name of getting "Ferny Fern" our rat terrier of 6 months to the Vet by 8 am for her "little lady surgery."

Got there at 8.

GO TEAM ON THE BALL!

It opened at 8:30.

FUCKING A.

Waited with two kids, a dog and applejack confetti for a half an hour.

W'ere cool. It's all good.

FINALLY.. they open.
Ferny is taking in.. shaking like a leaf I might add.

My appointment isn't until NEXT FUCKING TUESDAY.

Just rip the shower head out and hit me with it.

xoxoxo
d

MIrror Mirror

the Belly shot.. done alone. 23 WEEKS .. I think. Who knows. ANd what is that stain on the side of my shirt? Boogers? Grease? Soup? Cleaning fluid? Poop. COuld be all of the above.



x TOp view.
I seriously lost one of my toddlers where I work, Under my belly. I was like.. where'd she go?

So as I was finishing up the endless nightime kidlet routine, I looked up and caught site of my wonderous-ness ness in the big,big, big amplified ridiculous slash should be outlawed, mirror of time.

Can you say 7th Grade Homeroom?

My naturally wavy hair, well quite simply, waves when it has not been coerced by a flat iron or unaturally large round brush into an acceptable "do." Add to that, BANGS, which for some reason in 08 and 09 I've felt akin to. The bangs , also do not lye straight when allowed to be au naturel. They are by far, and you may not agree after seeing the evidence, the worst part.

Light blue maternity pants that I SWORE I threw away two pregnancies ago due to their ultra stupid looking-ness. Guess NOT. They were alive and breathing in my closet this morning.

What else?

No, not the Dorothy Dinosaur skivvie roos. Amoeba roos I mean. Talking about my underwear once on the internet is about as close to porn talk as I get , and I do it once. You're out of luck if you think I"ll give you some more info on my "sails."

Plastered onto my ever growing body.

Why a NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK TSHIRT.

Must I mention my meeting with them this past OCtober , yet again? Make me.

Ok.

I met ALL OF THEM this past October and had Joey and Danny sign my baby bump. No skin. Only t-shirt. I also hugged my true love Jon. And slinked away from his weirdo brother Jordan. :)

Throw in a RED squinchee.

***BEGIN STUPID INANE TANGENT

Yes, I DID say squinchee.

That's what we called them.

SQUIN- CHEE.

Not really a SCRUNCHEE hair tie, a SQUINCHEE...(don't be jealous that you weren't as creative as us in coming up with a slightly unique name for ridiculously stupid looking and fluffy hair bow bows CIRCA 1985. )

***END STUPID INANE TANGENT

Throw in a red squinchee found on the bedroom floor, I'm certain it's made of terry cloth.

And Wa- LA.

debby s. a'la 7th grade homeroom, Mr. Frieds to be exact. pre-marriage, pre kids, pre life altering experiences for the most part.

What the holy hell?

How does a 33 year old revert on weekends to her awkward 7th grade self?

So odd to see that 7th grader in the mirror.

I look different, but I'm the same person.

A bit more wrinkled, big honking baby belly stretching out from beneath NKOTB.

Weathered I guess in so many ways that only few know.

The things you think will never touch you again, the roads you swore you'd never come in contact with again, somehow re-appear in your life, manifested in some way regardless of all of your roadblocks and stop signs. Soon enough, you realize you're really still that that 7th grader, NKOTB shirt and all.

So I share with you all. Me , a 33 year old knocked up 7th grader. :)

xoxoo

d

p.s if you didnt' enter the drawing for the 8 book giveaway... go back one post.

For all the Whiners and Weiners: CLOSED: winners announced

CONTEST IS CLOSED; CHECK BACK IN FEB!

Thank you to Random.org for it's integer sequencer. The following commenters were chosen as winners. :) Congrats. You have 72 hours to claim your prize by emailing me @

supahmommy@comcast.net

with your mailing address and name. All names/ addresses will be kept private and deleted as soon as I pass them to Hachette. A new winner will be chosen if you forfeit your prize. Check back every Friday for new Freebies and February's Hachette GIveaway!!
xoxoo
d

WINNERS:

ASHAFFER

JWISLEY@AOL.COM

MARYINHB

POSH PIGGY COUTURE

GWENDOLYNB

Okay folks.

For all the whiners and weiners out there who have complained that I spend too much time on my mommysite ( http://www.mommydaze.webs.com/) ahem... doing oh so important and talented things rather than here blogging my heart out for laughs and grins: this is for you. A consolation prize, door number 3, plinko and such, COME ON DOWN.. YOU'RE THE NEXT CONTESTANT ...


A contest with giveaways for my AVID literature readers : because I loves ya all so much I don't want to leave you in the dust and because my sponsor is so awesome they offered me the opportunity to OFFER YOU, my non mommydaze members THE CONTEST AS WELL !!

Courtesy of my sponsor Hachette Book Group, (a publishing company of some of the finest and most popular authors out there) comes a GIVEAWAY FOR YOU to try and weiner.. .I mean win.


FIVE LUCKY COMMENTERS/ FAITHFUL READERS/ STALKERS

will win AN ENTIRE SET of Hachettes' January "NEW YEAR NEW YOU" selection of 8 Books.


All you need to do is COMMENT about how wonderful I am... JUST KIDDING.. about whatever you want.. the books, your life, your own new year.... and you're entered. You must comment to be entered.

One entry per person, *****mommydaze.com entrants can only win one time total regardless of which site they enter on. Contest runs for 2 weeks ( Hachette's Guidelines) and will end at 12am EST on Saturday January 24 2009. Winners will be selected by random generator.com and entrants will not whine or complain if they are not chosen. You will have to give up your true name and mailing address ( via email ) for me to release to Hachette so that they may send you your selections via snail mail.


Here are the 8 titles up for grabs: Enjoy and HAPPY NEW YEAR to anyone and everyone who spends even a second reading about the stuck pig mommy in the Walmart parking spot. :) I'm pretty sure I've been blogging for about a year on this site, but then again I have no idea how many weeks along I really am so how can I be expected to know such details people???!

xoxo
d









The New Year is a time to reflect and resolve, rebuild and renew from the inside out. HBG is pleased to offer a fantastic New Year, New You Book Giveaway featuring a selection of titles for all tastes and opportunities to grow in areas important to you.

New Year, New You Book Giveaway









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4. God Is My Coach By Larry Julian ISBN: 1599950480
5. Do-It-Yourself Hedge Funds By Wayne Weddington ISBN: 0446503894
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That's right folks.. DOOR NUMBER 3 gets you ALL OF THEM. :)


CONTEST IS CLOSED

Thank you to Random.org for it's integer sequencer. The following commenters were chosen as winners. :) Congrats. You have 72 hours to claim your prize by emailing me @ supahmommy@comcast.net with your mailing address and name. All names/ addresses will be kept private and deleted as soon as I pass them to Hachette. A new winner will be chosen if you forfeit your prize. Check back every Friday for new Freebies and February's Hachette GIveaway!! xoxoo d


WINNERS:
ASHAFFER
JWISLEY@AOL.COM
MARYINHB
POSH PIGGY COUTURE
GWENDOLYNB

Top 3 Reasons I am way friggin pregnant.

1. I happily put on a pair of green and white polka dot underwear yesterday. While my back was turned to Peyton and I was searching through a fresh pile of dried laundry for my daily "wears." Peyton gave a little giggle. Why was she giggling?

Peyton was thrilled to equate my skivvies to none other than ...Dorothy the Dinosaur.


2. When I relayed the story to DBD ( Death Bed Dan for newbies) , HE CHUCKLED A BIT, then literally split a gut when I actually revealed my underwear. Seems my " polka DOTS" aren't so DOTTY.. more like morbidly stretched ovals. Amoebas maybe even.



3. I pulled into the "expectant mothers " slot at Wal-kill me now for going there - mart. Happily opened the door. ONly to be totally blocked in by the cart coral rail. Did Debby attempt to squeeze out?

Yep.

Was she successful?

Nope.

Did she try to DIP IT LOW?

Yep.

Was her dippage triumphant?

Not for one second.


I had to yell for someone to go and get me a damn tub of Blue Bonnet to grease me out of there.


Fuck me if I didn't' have to get BACK INTO THE CAR , start it. Peyton yelling at me that the ENTIRE SIDE VAN DOOR WAS OPEN... reverse and try again.


FUCK ME TWICE IF I DIDN'T HAVE TO ACTUALLY REPEAT THE PROCESS.. again WHEN I STILL COULDN'T get OUT OF THE DOOR SLOT I HAD ALLOTTED FOR MYSELF.

It's a cruel cruel pregnancy. You see, that's the actual reason I have not been a bloggin fool... I was friggin trapped in an expectant mother's parking spot all this time. And none of you asses came with Blue Bonnet either. Just whined that I wasn't bloggin. NICE. REAL NICE.

I'll remember that. :)


4. Just for kicks.
Emmas skinny minny oh so beautiful and lovely teacher, decked out in her oh so cool and trendy , zebra frock ( which I'm positive Emma coveted all class long) says to me. " When are you due? "

May 8th, I try to say very "daintily." Hoping my daintiness will shed some serious belly-age.

WHAT??? SHE CRIES... Are you HAVING TWINS??????????


I said, No Zebra girl, no twins. But I was once on Safari in Africa and I shot a Zebra just for kicks.

:)

Just kidding. I didn't really say that. In out loud words at least.
:)

Working hard, trying to keep up oh dear internetty friends. Bare with me.