Oh yeah.

Trey started preschool. He likes it. I love it. It is at the Messiah Lutheran Church down the street from us. I attended the Lutheran church growing up, so thought it would be good to introduce Trey to other faiths. They do Bible study, pray, and have preschool church a few times a month. It seems okay. The books in their library titled "How to Talk to Your Mormon Neighbor with Love" kind of creep me out. I guess they must just want to shout obscenities at us. Damn Lutherans.

Dogs?

Does anyone know of a good poison for dogs? Our neighbors two dogs bark constantly, every night. I hate them. I want to kill them.

Stupid fish.

About a year and a half ago I bought three little goldfish from walmart to put in our pond. We saw them for a few days and then they disappeared. We thought they must have been sucked up in the filter. No big lose. Since then I have drained the pond a few times for cleaning and two weeks ago let it pretty much dry up because it really needed cleaning, and all the rocks the kids throw in needed taken out. Well I never got around to cleaning it, and I go out one day to Tyson filling it up looking all proud so whatever it can be gross, I am fat and pregnant and don't really give a crap. Then Tyson's parents come down for the weekend and his parents are disgusted by the moss and gunk and I say "clean it yourself then" because I am so nice. So Ty's dad grabs the clorox dumps a 1/4 of a cup. In real measurements like half a bottle. That thing reeked for days. I was so scared to get near it for fear it would burn my nostrils and stain my clothes. Anyway. Minutes later a fish appears. Seriously like what the?? Where did this thing come from? We retrieved it because it was fading fast. Lonnie (Ty's dad) swore he saw two. After poking around awhile we couldn't find anymore fish and figured he was just senile. We let the pond dry up and put more water in about a week later. We put Duck (who knows? the kids named him) back in the pond. Felt so proud for saving the life of one of our fishy friends and went on with the day. Half hour later go back outside and holy crap there are three fish in the pond now! How freaking psycho. How they survived the toxic waste I will never know. All three frolicked for a few and have not been seen since. I hope next summer they reproduce and have crazy mutated babies thanks to the clorox. The end.

Bye Bye summer...

Tyson decided after a year and half to redo our dilapidated swing set. The kids and I set the slide up down the hill in the back yard, and put the sprinkler on to enjoy one of the last nice days of the summer. Too bad I am a fat butt, or I would have joined in.

It's a ???

BOY! We found out a long time ago. Due date is January 22. We have no clue on what to name this lil guy, help us please with some name suggestions!