Movies and chaos!

Mr. Bubbles and I decided to take the mini bubbles out to the movies to see the movie Cars. Yes, yes I know that the movie has been out a while but it is now on at the dollar theater here in town and is more in our budget. Moving on. As usual we made a big deal out of how this was something special and a treat for all of us. The youngest mini bubble was particularly excited about this movie. He LOVES motor vehicles. The oldest was excited for different reasons, it has been a while since we've been to the theater.

moving on. We take the boys to an early lunch after the oldest soccer game. Lunch over we head on over to the theater, get the tickets, and wait our turn in line for the popcorn. As we are waiting for the guy to take tickets he comes around the corner on his cell phone. Doesn't acknowledge anyone in line and keeps talking. A small little body in front of us tugs on his pant leg and hands him her ticket. He takes and just points to the door. WHAT IN THE WORLD?!!! Get OFF the phone! How rude! OK OK OK calm down now and just enjoy the movie.

We approach the designated room and people are standing in the back. NO room. Sold out and sold too many tickets! We weren't late and actually early. What happens now? Off we go to find the moron on the phone....did I just call him a moron? He looks at all of us and says " Uhhhhhhh I dunno just go find another movie to watch". URGH! Well we didn't buy tickets to see another movie we bought Cars tickets and besides the other movies have already started like 20 minutes ago.

Mr. Bubbles and I explain it to the boys that the theater messed up and we are going to watch the rest of Over the Hedge and then come back to see Cars. The oldest bubble, ever so astute, asks...."well we aren't going to have to pay again are we?" HA! "No son we aren't. They are letting us watch 2 movies for the price of one."

After most of the day spent in a dark movie theater we finally got to see the movie that was intended. The boys loved it...although the youngest didn't make it all the way through it....he napped towards the end.

An update....I still don't have my SUV...that's right folks....I have been without for a little over a month now. How am I doing it? How AM I doing it? A day at a time I suppose. What else can I do?

YIPEEEE!!

Well the tides have changed for me. I now have 2 jobs. Both are part time at the church that we are members of. I can take the kids if I need to free of charge and I am still making a little money! I am really excited. This little bit of extra income is really going to be helping us out. I also am not losing any family time with the jobs. This was very important to me. I have been praying for help for a long time and I feel as though my prayers have been answered! I will be here still just kinda sketchy as to when....nothing new to you guys though right? ;) Have a fantastic weekend everyone!

i love 4leaf clovers!

Your Luck Quotient: 70%

You have a high luck quotient. More often than not, you've felt very lucky in your life. You may be randomly lucky, but it's probably more than that. Optimistic and open minded, you take advantage of all the luck that comes your way.

How Lucky Are You?

Funny considering my situation of my life right now. See 3 posts down for more info. I think I used to be like this...maybe I still am and am looking for 4 leafs in a thistle patch. Yeah that's it!

C'est moi?

You Are Miss Piggy

A total princess and diva, you're totally in charge - even if people don't know it. You want to be loved, adored, and worshiped. And you won't settle for anything less. You're going to be a total star, and you won't let any of the "little people" get in your way. Just remember, piggy, never eat more than you can lift!

The Muppet Personality Test

Have I mentioned how much I love this Pig??

*tap tap* is this thing on?

I am begining to be concerned that I am talking to no one out there in blog land. I am talking and talking and not getting very many responses. Where is everybody? I do appreciate those of you that are taking the moment to leave a "hey! how are you?". Are my posts too long to read all of it and you aren't getting to the end to comment? Are you asleep by the time you get to the end and just bumble off to bed? Are you looking and seeing that I am long winded and choose to skip over me? Help me out here please. I don't want my few faithful readers to be bored. That is not my goal or intention. I hope all is well and hope to see you here and there soon.

Hello Hello

I know you all came to see Happy Monday....and that is at the end of the post. I wanted to give an update on my life. Been awhile don't you think? And since I am such an interesting specimen of a human being you all have been deprived.

August 24 was Mr. Bubbles birthday. I may have mentioned that but I am pretty sure I haven't mentioned that was also the day my transmission on my SUV decided to quit working. Oh yes! It was great fun. I was making a dreaded Walmart run to pick up a few things for the Bubbles' family to celebrate the birthday and then BLAMMO! Stopped changing gears. No warning, no missing gears, no difficulty changing gears, no warning light, just stopped changing gears as I am driving down a major 4 lane road to Walmart. Did I mention BOTH mini bubbles were buckled up in the back? Did I mention that it was a MAJOR road at a BUSY time of day(start of rush hour)? Did I mention how fun it was? Well the last part wasn't so much. I slammed on my emergency lights and coasted into a gas station after changing lanes. It was kinda neat to see everyone behind me swerve to the opposite lane to get around me and then swerve to the original lane when they saw I was trying to get off the road and warning them by my blinker. Did anyone stop to help? NO! Once I was parked safely in the lot I got out and popped the hood....pretending I knew what I was looking for. I know an elementary way around the engine. I don't know why I know this....It just kinda comes easy for me. I do not know, however, where to look for the gear changer...other than I know you have to pull out the engine to do so. There was a man to come up and ask if I need help. To save him embarrassment I feigned ignorance and let him look and tell me his opinion. I knew what was wrong but maybe I missed something. No help there....after I called Mr. Bubbles to tell him the great news, he came and got us and I have been with out a mode of transportation ever since. HOPEFULLY we get it back tonight, but I am not holding my breath. They have told me 3 different dates that I would get it. The transmission is rebuilt and back in but when the guy test drove it something was wrong with the bans....or bands...or something like that. I don't know what those are or why the are important but I trust this man....he is retired from the dealership that makes my SUV. I am not posting what it is because I don't' like to hear car jokes....one brand is no better than the other to me and "That's all I have to say about that" to quote Forrest Gump.

I am going to do 2 separate posts on 2 Saturdays back. They were big events. The first was my oldest mini bubble's 1st soccer game! It was fun to watch. The second post is going to be about my second mini bubbles' 2nd birthday party! More fun. Yes there are going to be pics on both. One other post that is bumping around in my head is of this past weekend. What fun!

Okay without further ado, here is Happy Monday! Have a great rest of the week and live each day to the fullest!


One day Mickey Mouse woke up and Minnie wasn't there. He went to look for her and, as he stepped outside, he saw “Mickey sucks” written in a yellow liquid in the snow. He investigated and realized there was good news and bad news: it was Goofy's urine, but Minnie's handwriting.

Happy Monday....delayed

Happy Monday, well Tuesday. I hope you survived the start of another work week and the anniversary of 9-11. As promised to you yesterday here is the next Happy Monday installment.


Abe and Esther are flying to Australia for a two-week vacation to celebrate their 40th anniversary. Suddenly, over the public address system, the Captain announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am afraid I have some very bad news. Our engines have ceased functioning and we will attempt an emergency landing. Luckily, I see an uncharted island below us and we should be able to land on the beach. However, the odds are that we may never be rescued and will have to live on the island for the rest of our lives!" Thanks to the skill of the flight crew, the plane lands safely on the island. An hour later Abe turns to his wife and asks, "Esther, did we pay our $5,000 PBS pledge check yet?" "No, sweetheart," she responds. Abe, still shaken from the crash landing, then asks, "Esther, did we pay our American Express card yet?" "Oh, no! I'm sorry. I forgot to send the check," she says. "One last thing, Esther. Did you remember to send checks for the Visa and MasterCard this month?" he asks. "Oy, forgive me, Abie," begged Esther. "I didn't send that one, either." Abe grabs her and gives her the biggest kiss in 40 years. Esther pulls away and asks him, "What was that for?" Abe answers, "They'll never find us!"

Sept. 11

I will continue the Happy Monday theme tomorrow. I wanted to share with you my 9-11 story. I did not lose anyone in the attack. I did however lose the secure feeling. I have never felt so insecure in all of my life. I am not sure that I ever regained the safe feeling that the nation once had. Maybe we, as a nation, were never as safe as we thought we were. Maybe we are safer than we think now. I don't know and it angers me that I don't. Angers me not at our political leaders, but at those that felt it necessary to attack. I am not a believer that the public needs to know everything that goes on in the government. There are too many ignorant people out there for that to be a good plan, however I am glad that there are men and women that don't know everything and still sign up to fight for this countries freedom. A word that I am not sure I ever appreciated to the extent that I do now, post 9-11.

I never actually thought that I would exist during a history changing event. Sure things happen all the time that change history but something of this magnitude was never in my thought. Post 9-11..... I can actually talk to my kids about what it was like PRE 9-11. I don't feel old enough to have a story like that.

If you would prefer to skip this part I guess I will never know. I still feel the need to tell my part. So, here is my story...

I had class that morning. I got up a little earlier than normal due to morning sickness, that's tight I was pregnant with mini bubble #1. That was a good morning. The sun was shining, the air was beginning to become fall like, and there was minimal sickness. I arrived to class early only to find a note that the class was canceled for the day due to teacher family crisis. Well....That would have been nice to know an hour ago so I wouldn't have had to get out of bed that early. I guess I will go to the grocery store now and get it over with. I trek back to my car and turn it on. The radio announcer mentioned between songs that some reports had come in about a plane hitting one of the World Trade center towers a few moments ago but no further information was available. Man, those buildings can't catch a break. I get the few items I needed at the store: milk, bread, Coke, cereal, cheese, deli meat, and chips. That was fast. Nice getting here before the other moms and after the old people. I reach the cash register and the lady is talking about how she heard that there was a second plane that hit the other tower. An older gentleman said he thought he heard the same thing but was hoping he had misunderstood. Something's not right. Two planes, two towers, too soon. Go home Bubbles, NOW! I race home calling Mr. Bubbles the whole time. We didn't live too far from the airport and heard planes go over head all the time. Wake up! Wake up! Answer the phone. I was almost home and both reports had been confirmed. Controlled chaos was being broadcast on every station. I got home about the time Mr. Bubbles answered the phone. " We are under attack! Get up and turn the t.v. on. Call the neighbor and see if need be we can go with them. WAKE UP! Are you listening to me???! Two planes have hit the Trade Center towers in New York and an unconfirmed report just went out about one in D.C." I then burst through the door to see Mr. Bubbles standing there with sleep and confusion all over his face. I grab the remote from him and and turn on the t.v. there it was in all the madness. The flames, the replay,the announcers getting the nation up to date, the panic. All of it, every station. It seemed like an Orson Wells story. Mr. Bubbles hops in the shower to get ready for his class..... clear across town...near, too near a nuclear power plant, Oak Ridge. I beg him to stay with me and not go to class, but he had to. By the time he was ready and fixing to leave plans had been made for me to go with the neighbor and his wife to the military base and shelter for protection, and Mr. Bubbles would join us there, if.... That one little word seemed to carry the weight of the world. Then they fell. We watched in disbelief. (By the way, the neighbor was in the Army.) I spent the next hours alone in our little starter home alone with my thoughts and the telephone. Calling my parents and brother. Inlaws...need to call them and assure them we are ok...for now and have safety plans if... That word there it was again. I was going to tell my co workers about the pregnancy today. Should I still? Should I wait? It is a positive to the day. So much negative has happened maybe it will help. What have I done? I am bringing an innocent child into this, this, this what? What if... That word was starting to grind on my already raw nerves.

The only other thing I care to add to my 9-11 story is the following: I ran an after school daycare. The children knew something was wrong but didn't know what. There were a few older kids that heard. I had instructed the counselors to keep the age groups separate and keep it as normal as possible. No talk of the horrible events of the day amongst themselves because kids have an uncanny way of hearing things they shouldn't. It was not up to us to explain what transpired. Leave it to the parents. The counselors of the older group were instructed to listen to the concerns of the 4th and 5th graders if it was brought up and to defer, defer, defer to the parents. Attendance was low, many checking out during school hours. The slow motion button had been pressed early that day and it hadn't been returned to normal speed yet. My boss was there working on finances and support if needed. My salutation to the parents had always been " Have a great day. See you tomorrow!" Today was no different. Then my boss said maybe I shouldn't say that today and come up with something more appropriate. More appropriate??!! Like what? Hope we all survive the night? or how about ... I hope to see you tomorrow? Appropriate?? Is ANYTHING APPROPRIATE??!!!!!!!!! I didn't change my salutation. I didn't know if I would regret it later. I didn't know if...

As a side note I was later thanked by multiple people that I hadn't changed my demeanor that day. And that they appreciated the normalcy I depicted. Normalcy! Can you believe it?

And the rest is history, as they say. Whoever they are. I know you all remember where you were and what you were doing. This is just my story. Still fresh on my mind and still scary to me. I thought it was appropriate for today and probably won't be brought up again. Have a great rest of the week and please come back tomorrow for the Happy Monday segment.

Happy Monday!

Yes I do realize that it is Tuesday but I thought with the holiday weekend that I would post the Happy Monday today. Have a great short week everyone!


According to a news report, a certain private school in Victoria, BC recently was faced with a unique problem.A number of grade 12 girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the bathroom. That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick they would press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints.Every night, the maintenance man would remove them and the next day, the girls would put them back. Finally the principal decided that something had to be done.She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the maintenance man. She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem for the custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night. To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, she asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was required. He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and cleaned the mirror with it. Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirror.