A busy weekend...

Saturday was a busy day for us. After a late night, and an early morning, we had a little bit of time to relax and spend time with each other. After that time flew by, it was time to get ready for our day.

We started off our day with a little trip to the Wayside, for some lunch. I was dying for wings, and of course it wasn't hard to convince Frank to go out to eat, lol.

After that, we made our way over to Maria and Joe's house, for Octavia's first birthday party. There were lots of people and lots of kids there, so Mady had a great time. She especially enjoyed herself because her future hubby was there...Keegan!

They are in love, can't you tell?!

He even loves her so much, he hung out with me for a while!

This is me with Mady and my future son-in-law :)

Mady had fun playing with all the other kids, and of course with all the toys that weren't hers, lol.

She found a key chain she wouldn't put down.

Even us grown ups got in on the act, blowing bubbles for the kids and letting them blow bubbles on us.

Go Keegie, Go!!

Tavy had a great time with her cake...at first. After about 2 minutes, she was having nothing of it, and she wanted down.

Then, during the present opening, she was out like a light. She made it about half way through.

After we left that party, we headed over to Joe and Shannon's house to finalize our summer vacation plans. Joe and Shannon have 3 kids, and their youngest is 2 months older than Mady. So while we're there, she has someone her age to play with. Plus, the other couples have kids too. And all the older kids are so good around the younger kids. They make sure to include them in everything, and they help them play...it's so cute.

By the time it was time to come home, we were all pretty exhausted. Mady slept the whole way, and it took her about 5 minutes to fall asleep once we were home.

All in all, it was a great day. Very very busy, but still pretty great. Mady is such a popular woman, i hope it doesn't all go to her head...hahaha!

Thursday thirteen...late as usual :)

Scientifically when you speak, or when you read rapidly, repeating letters that should be pronounced differently, your muscles and/or neurons want to repeat the same action...what that really means is, your tongue gets twisted! This happens to me all the time.

So this week's thursday 13 is...

Tongue twisters...13 of 'em in fact:

1- Through three cheese trees three free fleas flew.
While these fleas flew, freezy breeze blew.
Freezy breeze made these three trees freeze.
Freezy trees made these trees' cheese freeze.
That's what made these three free fleas sneeze.

2- A twister of twists once twisted a twist;
A twist that he twisted was a three-twisted twist;
If in twisting a twist one twist should untwist,
The untwisted twist would untwist the twist.

3- Tie twine to three tree twigs.

4- Seven slick slimey snakes slowly sliding southward.

5- I wish to wash my Irish wristwatch.

6- He threw three free throws.

7- How many sheets could a sheet slitter slit if a sheet slitter could slit sheets?

8- Seven sleazy shysters in sharkskin suits sold sheared sealskins to seasick sailors.

9- Shut up the shutters and sit in the shop.

10- Fresh fried fish, fish fresh fried, fried fish fresh, fish fried fresh.

11- She is a thistle-sifter. She has a sieve of unsifted thistles and a sieve of sifted thistles and the sieve of unsifted thistles she sifts into the sieve of sifted thistles because she is a thistle-sifter.

12- Tim, the thin twin tinsmith.

13- Sally sells sea shells by the sea shore. But if Sally sells sea shells by the sea shore then where are the sea shells Sally sells?

Looking for a cure...

My BFF Sara had her gender determination ultrasound yesterday. Everyone was sure it was going to be a girl...it's a boy.

I am so happy for her!! I'm also a bit jealous...eeep!

So now i'm looking for a cure for the disease that i fear isn't far away from me...that darn baby fever

RIP...

Well, it's finally happened. Our fish, Bernardo Sarah child of Jesus, has finally died. It's Frank's wish come true...sad, i know. He/she was alive yesterday, he/she was even alive last night. But sometime overnight, he/she took the big dirt...err, i mean water...nap. It was a good year and a half with Bernie S. He/she lived longer than anyone elses fish from Maria and Joe's wedding!

I'm gonna miss that little guy/girl, lol. Who knows, maybe we'll even get another one someday soon. The coffee table looks empty with no vase fish bowl there.

Thursday thirteen...

This week, my Thursday 13 is, in no particular order....

13 things people from the coal region know or say quite often

13. Babushka : cloth worn on the head of elderly ladies, usually garish colors and horrible patterns

12. Bleenies : potato pancakes. Sometimes called "peyatskis". Example: "Yo, get me some bleenies at da block party"

11. Butt : you, friend. Example: "Yo, butt, hand me dat hammer." Often used as "Ho Butt!" when calling out to someone. "Yo" meaning "you". "Ho" short for "Hello".

10. Chendo : The shortened version of Shenendoah

9. Coal candy : hard chunks of black licorice. Many times sold in a black miniature coal bucket, complete with a little hammer.

8. Dippy egg : an egg, such as a soft-boiled or sunnyside-up egg, into which you can dip your toast

7. Halupkies or galumpkies : stuffed cabbage. Also known as "blind pigeons". Halupkies is the Ukrainian term; galumpkies the Polish term. In Ukranian, the word is "holubtsi", which means (guess what?) pigeons!

6. My-un : belonging to me. Example: "That's not yours, that's my-un."

5. Out da mountain : Refers to an isolated place in the mountains or near the strip mines. Usually used to refer to a party spot. "Where the elite meet to eat and drink" (well, drink mostly). Example: "We was out da mountain Friday night til tree a.m."

4. Prolly : probably. Example: "We'll prolly stop up Tony's later fer a screamer."

3. Soupies : short for "Soppressatta", which in Southern Italian dialect is pronounced SOO-BRA-SAHD. It's a sausage similar to salami, usually made with pork, lemon peel and spices. Soppressatta means "compressed". Soupies are pig intestines stuffed with meat and spices (like sausage), then tossed into a vat of olive oil and cured. Very popular in Kulpmont. They are called "soupresat" in South Philadelphia. Can also be made with venison

2. Warsh, worsh : wash, usually the laundry. Example: "Look at that pile of dirty clothes! I gotta do a load a' warsh."

1. Youze, yuz, yooz, AND yiz : plural of you; equivalent to "y'all" in the Southern U.S. The Pittsburgh form of this term is "you-ins" or "yunz"; y'all or yunz are never used in the Coal Region. Example: "Hey, whad'r youze doin' over dere??" "Do yooz wanna go for some kortz?" "How're yiz doin, yo?" "What're youz guys up to?"

Enough already...

If you get easily offended, you needent read any further.

Attention everyone. Please stop petitioning for money for Haiti. I'm so sick and tired of it already! Don't get me wrong, i feel so sad for those people. It really sucks what is happening over them. I will gladly send you 1,000,000 prayers, more if you would like! But i will not....NOT...send you money.
Seriously.
Where were you when we had Katrina here? Nobody wanted to help us out here. We didn't have countries flocking to us offering to help the poor people on their roofs, and the poor animals that couldn't help themselves.
And all you famous people are even worse. You probably walk past hundreds of homeless people on the streets of Hollywood everyday. Do you give them a dollar, or a sandwich, or a shower?! NO!! Not even the simplest things for the people of your OWN country. But you'll jump at the drop of the hat to do a telethon, or donate tens of thousands to people you've never even seen or probably heard of before!
Why can't we help the people in our own country before we go to the aid of everyone else. There are millions of people unemployed in the US, looking for work. There are millions of people in the US who can't afford to eat after they've fed their 3 kids what we barely consider a snack. There are millions of people in the US that can't afford health insurance, and are getting sicker and sicker by the day. Thousands are dying from the flu because they can't afford to go to the doctor.
Why will people send $10 over the phone to the Red Cross for the people of Haiti, but they won't donate a penny to them any other time, when it will help americans. Why won't people drop their spare change in the Salvation Army pots at WalMart to help the less fortune in their own towns...their neighbors! Why won't people help someone who falls down in front of them? Why won't people stop when they see a broken down car, or an accident? But they are willing to donate money to foreign countries for whatever some famous person says is a worth while cause. Angelina Jolie can go to hell as far as i'm concerned. Help someone in the US out before you go all righteous on us about the foreign babies and parents. Please!!!!!
So don't ask me to phone in $10 to help Haiti, or Somalia, or any other country that lets their people have 20 kids each, and expects us to ship them food and supplies so they can just keep on doing it. How about we snip the balls of all of your men for a decade or so. Then, maybe you'll be able to feed yourselves when we send you millions of dollars worth of supplies and seeds to plant.
And president Obama...you horrible waste of a presidential election...you poor representation of my country...you young, inexperienced senator that was only elected because of your skin color...why don't you focus on America for a while. On the health care, on the unemployment, on that trillion dollar debt we have! I think there are enough problems here in the US to last you until we are finally smart enough to elect someone that belongs in office!

Tea party...

Today, Mady and i had a tea party. It was very cute. She brought 2 cups, a creamer she used as a cup, a few bowls, some saucers and utensils over to the table to "set them up" so to speak. It was kind of a jumbled mess, but it was organized in a way that she knew where everything was and she liked it that way...oh, how she is her mothers daughter. Anyway, she proceeded to invite other "people" to our tea party. To my left was Mr. Frog, and to my right was Mr. Learning Dog. She also invited her doll with the backpack, but she must have been tired because she layed on the floor face down the whole time. We proceeded to have a tea party. We ate our tea with spoons and forks, and we used those same spoons and forks to eat our imaginary sandwichs. It was seriously funny. Quite enjoyable, and seriously funny. It's so much fun having a daughter!