In The Mind of A Thirtysomething Mom

Driving in the Rain

Anyone who really knows me knows that I don't drive well in the rain.

Driving in the rain in the dark?  Forget about it!  You may as well ask a blind person to drive then.

So tonight as we're leaving the dance studio, I'm informed that a storm is heading our way.

We rush to the car and zoom to grab M some food and head home.

As we're merging onto the highway, lightening starts flashing in the sky.

Hoping to outrun the storm, I put the pedel to the metal and drive as fast as I'm willing to go...70.  (Yeah I'm old.  I drive a minivan too, get over it.)

As we're taking our exit, sprinkles start hitting the windshield and M & I start praying.

Me: "Lord, please just hold off for a bit.  Let us get home safely before you send the rain."

M:  "God, please wait.  If it rains mommy can't drive and we're toast."  Bless her heart.  :)

We make it to the house with no rain at all.  We unload the van, K was asleep the whole way home, and the girls start getting ready for bed.

As I finish kissing K good-night, I stand up and hear the sound of rain hitting the roof.  Hard.  I turn to M who is getting her jammies and I say:

"Do you hear that?"

"Yeah."

"It's raining, hard.  God listened and held the rain off until we were safe at home."

"He answered our prayers!"

He sure did baby, He sure did.  :)

Three Words*

This better work!

*Alternate choices:*

Ouch, ouch, ouch

Jillian Michaels sucks

Kill Me Now

Weekly Winners 9/28/08

9/21/08-9/27/08

The week started with the following being learned.  It's short, promise.

Clyde looks about as interested as y'all are.

For some reason Sunday sunsets are always prettier.  Dunno why.

Monday was K's 3rd birthday (ALREADY????). 

Could she cheese for the camera any more?

Evidently, yes.

The best part, and I don't need no stinking fork!

Tuesday we took cupcakes in to share with the dance class.

Yummy, blue icing!

Then we went to Toys R Us to get her birthday present and crown.

Weekly Winners is the brainchild of Sarcastic Mom.

Thanks for visiting and have a great week!

Dear NBC Executives/Writers/Whomever Is In Charge

I'm really pissed at you right now.

Like I'm not having a hard enough time with the emotional roller coaster known as PMS that doesn't happen to me when it normally does for other women, you have to go and do that to me?

I mean really?

I can't even remember the last time I cried for an hour straight but I did tonight.

Watching ER.

(If you haven't seen it yet, STOP READING NOW!!!!  If you choose to continue reading, I will not be held responsible for spoiling your fantasy hour!)

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YOU HAD TO KILL PRATT????

SERIOUSLY????

And then you had to rip my heart out when Morris handed Benitta the ring?!

You guys suck!

Really you do!

What a great way to begin the final season!

Keep killing the characters off/having them move and not only will you have no actors left on the show, but you'll have no more viewers!

Dinks.

I'll still watch though, even though I'm pissed off at you.

ONLY cause I'm holding out hope to see Dr.'s Ross and Carter again (since I know Greene will be back).

Pissed-offedly yours,

Smoochiefrog

3 Down, 1 To Go

Guess I know what someone needs, and will be getting for Christmas.  :)