What does this say about my cooking?

I know you are not going to believe I am a pretty good cook when I tell you what happened this week. I put off posting it because even though it is funny, it puts me in a bad light.

So Donnie comes home and sets his computer down and hangs his coat up and then asks me "What's in the bowl?"
I answer him, "Oh, that is hamburger grease, someone drained taco fixings in there, too."
He says "Oh, I thought it looked good. Oops."

Oh, he did. And he was serious. I know it is because he is gross and will eat about anything, but that is just disgusting. But it sounds like my cooking is that bad that drained hamburger grease that has had dishes rinsed over it and then had the water drained out of it and left with a stain of taco seasoning looks good.

I know, you really think I jest. But he was serious. So serious I even took that picture of the grease.
I AM a good cook. I am.

Weird things happen when you are sleeping.

Remember yesterday's post How you know you've been married a LONG time: ?
Go read it, I'll wait.

OK, so today I get a call from Donnie and he asks me if I remember talking to him at 3am. I don't know, what were we talking about?
Apparently he came out of the bathroom and crawled back in bed and I rolled over and said "I don't even know you anymore, I don't know who I'm sleeping with." Apparently he asked me a few questions, and then asked if we could talk about it later.
I have no idea what he is talking about. None.
Ok, so I made reference to being a little peeved with him yesterday, and maybe we did get a bit snippy and didn't make up, just brushed it under the rug, but this? This is funny.
Poor guy, he thinks there must be something subliminal in my thinking, so he wants to take me on a date so we can have time to get to know each other or something.
I may have to try this when I'm awake.

Strange, awesome and a bad decision

Strange, but true: I was up late decorating Sam's birthday cake and doing some last minute tidying up around the house when Sam woke up at 1am. I am trying to stop nursing him at night, because he is a year old and certainly shouldn't be waking up at night or needing to eat 4 times a night. So, we had a screaming match on our hands. We tried the 'ole switcheroo where Donnie takes him and he gets good and mad and then I "save" him from the mean daddy. That worked for 15 seconds. Then we started a video, which works great. After about an hour Donnie, who has been growing his hair out until hunting season is over, says "I think I'm going to cut my hair." OK.
Well, I'm sitting there with Sam and I hear and FEEL the house vibrating. I run to figure out what it is and find Donnie alternately shaving and randomly cutting off chunks of his hair! At 2 AM!!!
Awesome: Trinity is the lucky recipient of the $10 reward for finding my camera that was misplaced mid August! She just reached down the couch cushions and pulled it out. (I have searched and vacuumed the couches over and over since then digging for the camera!) She wants to buy a Barbie with her reward money.
Bad Decision: We are down to one vehicle part of the time. Donnie's car works, the van doesn't, mine needs a new tire and some other MAJOR work, and Kaytlin's car only starts when it feels like it. We borrow my in-law's car sometimes, too, but we had to bring it back this morning. So, right before church starts we figure out that Kaytlin has their keys. Donnie runs off at 10am to bring them the keys. It is youth Sunday and Drew and Kaytlin are playing on the worship team or in the drama and Devon is running the visuals. At 10:45 Kaytlin is looking all over for Donnie who hasn't come back yet. (its a 5 minute drive) Kaytlin has to be at work at 11 and her work clothes are in the car. No idea where the car or Donnie is.
We finally get Grandpa to come and get her, but still don't have the clothes. Well, I'm just freaking out about what could have happened to him. Finally, finally, at 11:10 he shows up. He had managed to beat his dad to the church and bring Kaytlin to her work with 5 minutes to spare. I asked him where he was.
"I mad a bad decision." Did you go to Walmart? "No, I mad a BAD decision. I went to take down my deer stands." This is about 25 miles away! So he got there and looked at the clock and remembered Kaytlin. He had to book it 90 mph to get back in time! And he did not, in fact, get his stands down.

That was just the beginning! We also had Sam's party today. And lets just say "It's his party and he'll cry if he wants to."

If you sprinkle.....

When you tinkle.
Be a sweetie,
Wipe the seatie.



Kaytlin, Hope-Anne and I have been so tired of sitting on wet toilette seats. Someone can't lift the lid when they go, and doesn't bother wiping it off. So, we went to Donnie. "Make it stop or all humans sit while peeing in this house!"
So, Donnie, being the good man that he is, gathered his 3 potty-learned sons together and had a talk with them.
"Sons, if one more girl in this house sits in pee on the seat, I will personally watch each one of you every time you pee until I find out who it is, or it stops. Is that clear?"

We have been sitting on a dry seat ever since!

Well, until I started babysitting 3 boys. That talk might not go over as well with those boys, lol.

Why I shouldn't be allowed to have a cell phone...

Donnie was doing a last minute job on the DVD we made (ahem, he made) for my dad's 60th birthday. In other words, he didn't start making it until 1:30am the morning I needed it. Yeah, not happy.
So, he went to burn some copies for the rest of the siblings. He ended up burning 20 copies, and it took forever, meanwhile I am waiting for him to get back because I need to leave. Hours before. I was steaming.
Lets just say the face he saw when I opened the door was pretty scary.
So to suck up he had gone to fill the van with gas and brought me a coffee, he knew it would be bad no matter what, but since I had no coffee in the house it was probably going to physically hurt.
I didn't drink it until I got in the van and was gone. It was so weak. It could barely even be called coffee. But I needed the caffeine, and there was no gas station for another 1/2 hour to get a good one.
Toward the bottom of the cup it started to get stronger, so I opened the lid and took a drink and found something weird. Yep, that huge brown chunk on the bottom. I was really grossed out. I didn't think that the machines spit out a hunk of powder and then the water, so I had no idea what it could be.
I decided to take a picture of it with Kaytlin's camera phone and email the pic to Donnie to show him what a crappy cup of coffee he had gotten me. (because I am nothing if not quick to get over things, you know) (oh, and I'm not sarcastic at all)
I don't know how to even turn the camera on, so Kaytlin walked me through it. And I got it. So, now to email it. I got to a screen, and I was not asking for help through it. I came to a list of phone numbers and I know that is not right, I need to email it, so I hit what is normally the "back" button on my camera, thinking I'm smart. But what actually happened what I got a "sending message" screen. Oh, I tried hitting end a million and one times, but it didn't seem to want to cancel that order to send the picture to everyone in her phone book.
Try doing that to a 16yo girl. Yes, I ruined her life. Her driving instructors cell phone is in there. He's going to think she's a freak. Not to mention all her friends who are going to wonder what she was thinking. Kaytlin told me that I needed to stick to the cell phone that has great big buttons that say "yes" "no" "push here stupid." Stuff like that. (and yes, the phone really does exist!)
But later she went through to see how bad the damage was, and it turned out it did stop, and it only got partially sent to Drew, but cancelled, and not to everyone.
I thought it was great, I managed to fulfill my God-given duty to embarrass my teenagers in front of their friends. Unfortunately, the message did not go to everyone. (although I don't know that I would want to pay for the bill for all those messages.)
I called Donnie to tell him what I had done. And it turns out that he KNEW all along how weak the coffee was and he tried to cover it by dropping a hunk of chocolate in the bottom. That hunk was what was left after 45 minutes in hot coffee.

Wordless Wednesday~ My hero's hero!

Ok, not so wordless, lol. This is my hero's hero! Three dogs were harassing our dog this morning, and they didn't care if Donnie was out there swatting at them, so he went for the big guns. Seriously, they were St. Bernards harassing our dog. We do not have a small dog, I cannot walk him, he can drag me down the alley or pin me to the ground. (luckily he doesn't like squirt guns, hehe) This is my husband in his pajama's and jacket defending our dog from the bullies.

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Update***

All the comments about Donnie being a redneck are so funny! LOL No, he definately was born and raised in Minnesota. But nobody messes with his dog! (he drove the kids to school in his jammies, lol, thats why he was in a hat and coat)

Look what my husband bought me....

It is totally amazing! I love the pictures I've been taking, though they are just silly right now because I got it late tonight while at my ladies craft night.

I'm going to love this! Videos, much better quality and way easier to adjust the settings than I had before. I really like the low light setting because I always have trouble getting good pics in the church and it worked great down in the basement tonight.

All because I wrote a payperpost about digital cameras. OK, not all because, since I actually have been missing my camera for 6 weeks AND I have a baby who is about to start walking. That's right, Sam took his first steps this week at 11 months old. But he has NO, as in ZERO, interest in walking. He does stand and check things out, but then he realizes he is standing and sits down.

Whats up with men?

I have been working so much lately. Not that it is anywhere near the amount that Donnie works, but it is still a ton for me with still having to do the rest of the things I have to do. So yesterday, even though my house looked worse than a tornado had gone through there (tornadoes don't dirty your dishes), I decided that I was not going to do anything on my day off. And I didn't, include getting dressed. Until Donnie called me at 4:30 and told me that his men's group was at our house at 7. I knew it would take a super hero to get my house clean in time! But we worked so hard, and it was a lot of work, but we got the main rooms that they would be in clean, and I though they looked pretty nice. I even ran a mop over the bad spots, sprayed pretty smelling stuff around, took all sorts of computer part boxes and stuff out of the room. I could not get the kitchen decent because I was missing two kids and it took us so long just to do the rest of the rooms. But they don't go in there anyway.
Afterwards I asked Donnie how it was and he said "It was alright." He doesn't get why that made me mad, he said it was "alright." I'm sorry, I worked my butt off on my only day off because you couldn't tell me two weeks ago that it was here, and its only "alright?" How about "Man, you worked hard! I know how bad it was, thanks so much!" Nope, I should have done a better job on the desks and not let our bedroom door be open the 1 inch it was and so on. Am I mad? You bet! Kaytlin totally agreed with me, and Devon even said he agreed, and he hadn't been home to help us. If he were smart, which obviously he isn't when it comes to women, but if he were, he'd bring home chocolate tonight.

Our praise is that we had a friend look at the furnace tonight and it will probably not cost even $50 to get it fixed, if the transformer is the only problem. We expect it to be the only problem, because that makes sense for it to be that part because it died after the power company cut our power off and turned it back on. ("accidentally" of course!) Think they'll pay for it? I don't think so either. But I am thrilled that it isn't going to be a huge expense for us!

Strangely enough, we got a last minute foreign exchange student coming to stay with us. I'm debating on whether we should have him stay the full 3 weeks, or let him stay with a teacher for one week and with us for 2. He flies in on Saturday! The plan is for us to get him after a week, that will give us time to get rooms ready, we need to put a second bed in Drew's room. He's from Germany and Devon is so excited. He loves taking German, and we thought it would be way too difficult for him.

And we're back in business!

My husband, who HATES computers, finally, finally, finally fixed my computer! I'm not in safe mode anymore! I have sound now! My computer runs faster without all the old games and junk we didn't use anymore!
Happy, happy, joy, joy!
I don't know why Donnie hates computers, he's really pretty good with them, he manages to provide for all of us. He doesn't make a ginormous salary, but we live in a nice, big, old house. And we have finally paid off all of our vehicles this month! We are making it, even when things get tight, he's a great provider. I can't imagine going to work every day, but to go to work every day to a job you just hate because it provides all your family needs. We could live in a smaller house where the kids have to share bedrooms, get down to at least two vehicles, never eat out or go play and he could have a job that he at least likes a bit. But he makes sure we are given more than we need and I'm so thankful.
Ok, not the point of my post!
Another awesome amazing thing happened! My dryer just up and decided to work! It hasn't been working for a couple of months. It would "work" but shut off after 3-4 minutes with LOUD screeching noises. I wanted a shirt dried on Sunday morning, and it was a tiny, thin shirt for Trinity, so I thought "maybe" it would stay on long enough to dry it if I ran it a couple of times.... well it just kept going and going and going! Now its working! (Ok, its "working" but its not working, it runs without stopping, but its not actually drying, lol, babysteps!)
And then.........
I've been looking for a job, sort of, for a little while now. I've applied but not gotten even a call back. I'm not even reaching high here, we're talking Dairy Queen, lol. I've gotten applications for the nursing homes right on the next block over, but I didn't really have the heart to fill them out. I just don't want to leave my kids at home, plus I'd need to pay the kids for watching the little ones, or have daycare during the day and be home with them in the evenings. It just didn't feel good to me. So I've been praying for God to provide the right job for me. And out of the blue I ended up talking to a friend and offered to baby sit for her, which works out well for both of us because she needs someone to come to her house in the morning so she can leave at 6:15am without waking her little kids up, and I don't have to wake mine up to go there because my husband is home until 9am, and Cody is going to school at home, so I'll have sitters until I get her boys dressed and fed and over to my house! It works out so well, and its only two days a week, two VERY long days, but it won't interfere with my husband's day off! It's enough extra for me to feel good about it, and no daycare costs for me, so its just perfect!
God is so good! My friend is just so excited because I was an answer to prayer for her, as well, she said she's even been dreaming about me babysitting!
So, sometime around the end of August I'll be working, but still at home!

Isn't he just adorable?

As I was laying in bed this morning watching my Hunter get ready to go off to work, I just fell in love all over again.

He reaches down and opens a drawer in his dresser looking for clean underwear. I know that he knows there are at least 8 pairs in there, but what he doesn't know after 2 years in this house, is which drawer HE picked for an underwear drawer, so he has to close that drawer and open the next one. It just melted my heart!

About 1/2 an hour later he calls me on his cell. "Umm, I was driving and looked down and saw a grocery bag on the floor and wondered if you'd packed me a lunch, because I don't remember you packing me a lunch. But I found 2 packs of macaroni and cheese, some ranch dip and some dry onion soup mix. I don't think thats much of a lunch for me." At this point he's kind of snickering because he thinks I've left some groceries in his car last night. Then the cuteness kicks in. "Hmm, sounds like the bag of groceries I had on the table this morning that had me thinking about supper, which is why I was taking the chicken out of the fridge before you left. Apparently you grabbed the bag on your way out the door. And now you have OUR lunch with you."

(he was sweetly calling because he wanted to know if I needed that stuff that I left in his car)