Join Me in Snarkville

Today, today is the day of my husband’s birth.  I could wax poetic about all the great things about him, but I won’t.  First, that’s not my style (not the least bit snarky) and second, Prince wouldn’t appreciate it.  Really that is one of the better things about him is sappy sweet things are lost on him (ok, in the effort to be completely honest — that lack of sappy sweet isn’t the greatest things when I’m all emotional and such — but this isn’t about me, it is about our Prince).  So, this birthday message is as I think Prince would most appreciate it.

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Today, my fair reader, is my EIGHTH anniversary. Yep, Prince and I have endured living under the same roof for 8 full years now.

So, I buy him this VERY sweet card. It was cavity inducing.

Then this conversation ensues:

Me: Happy 8th. I’m SO happy that we are past our 7th year.

Him: Why?

Me: 7 was a hard year. It was the closest I’ve ever gotten to feeding you rat poison.

Him: Oh how sweet, you were thinking of poisoning me?

Me: Well, only a little and only for short periods of time.  It isn’t like I planned it and purchased rat poison or anything.  YET. (I say with that warning face.)

Him: Could you get me a cup of coffee, without the rat poison, please.

In case you were wondering, there is no amount of explaining that you were NOT planning on poisoning your husband — but making a joke.

(And in case anyone was curious, we don’t OWN any rat poison. Nope, none.  Yes, I checked.)

Oh my — things have been a whirl for the last 24 hours and I slept (in a house with heat and the windows closed) for 7 of those 24.  I seriously have no idea where the time goes some days, but yesterday found me eating lunch at 3pm (though I thought it was 2pm because I hadn’t — still haven’t — changed the clocks in my car).  So, since my to do list is longer than yesterday, I fear I must bring you snippets of the last 24 hours. (more…)

Today begins the new year — just in case you live in a cave without a calendar or Carson Daily screaming at you from the TV. Now, normal people are making resolutions to diet, be nicer, or you know, stuff. Normal people are recovering from hangovers because they actually went out last night and celebrated. But you see, the Royals are NOT normal people. Oh no. (more…)

It began just three little months ago — when *I*, the last of the royals took my turn at turning “3.”  However, when the clock flipped over to midnight o’one, Prince has now ruined it.  Yup — can you guess?  Today, Prince turned 34.  Seriously, I don’t think he was as thrilled to be a part of the “all of us are three” thing as me.  But alas, he has gotten his wish — he is no longer 3.

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Duke is sick. He came home from school with a low grade fever and a cough yesterday. We did what every normal set of parents do in this situation:

1. Blame the school. After all they have kids with actual GERMS — how dare they?
2. Feel sorry for ourselves that one of us (read: ME) will spend the day watching over a child who will be sick for all of 5 more minutes, yet the rules of school say: Fever = 24 break from YOUR kid.
3. Re-arrange my whole day, with much complaining, and try on my tiarra from the Martyr of the Year Award.

What? Oh, you know you would do the EXACT same thing.

Anyway, Prince and I were taking Duke to the bathroom in prep for bed and heard the most horrible coughing sound come from my child. It wasn’t HUMAN, I tell you. Horrible.

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There’s this little thing running through blogland about celebrating love.  Now, when I first looked at the photos and read some of the stories, I thought — Can we control the sap, please?  But I think that was just my tiny little heart screaming for attention.  I’m late to the game, but I’m finally throwing my hat into the ring of Love Thursday.  To find out what it is all about go here.

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Kindly disregard the whole pity party post.  Look over there, there’s nothing to see here.  Lest you think that nearly exactly 24 hours after being told my birthday was CANCELED, I gained perspective and found joy in my heart.  Basically that I grew up, I did not. Stop worrying that I found some deep maturity regarding my birthday.

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I have no idea what is going on with my days of the week this week. I woke up this morning thinking today was Friday — only it isn’t. I think I’m thrown by the whole end of the month today, end of the week tomorrow — or, I’m just losing my mind.

So, I have a photo packed post planned for later (check back LATE tonight), I thought I’d share a little scene in our house LAST night.

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I often joke that my sweet husband doesn’t know why we put kitchens in houses.  For awhile I’d say that he thinks we only store Cokes in the kitchen and dinner is done by magic.  However, once he got his very own Soda Machine; he has no real reason for walking into the kitchen. EVER.

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