Just so you don’t think I’ve lost my mind. I was trying to win a veto by posting an entire blog post in Valley Girl speak. I got home too late and lost so I’m up for eviction. If you can spare two seconds please go and vote for someone besides me over at momdot.

To summarize the gibberish below, went we shopping, Georgie called a box of diapers a box of butts, she said her version of funky in front of some horrid woman, some jerk cut me off, I called him names, Georgie repeated them we got french fries and came home.

Gag me with a spoon! Like today’s trip to the grocery store was like way totally grotesque. My daughter was being like so bogus and my son was like totally tubular. A box of diapers is now called a box butts and a some old woman like just about had a cow when she said funky (how would a toddler say funky, think about it). I thought it was way cool that she made this grotesque woman like totally freak way out. It was like so classic.

I was like totally barfed out by my coffee from Starbucks but this was made up by the like way gnarly guy behind the counter being like totally rad. Will I go back to that Starbucks; like fer sure!! We made a quick trip by Macca’s and the kids like thought that was totally gnarlly.

A like total hoser cut me off on the way home (insert long line of four letter words) and my like totally rad daughter repeated like half of them. Like gag me with a spoon, how will I explain that to the grandparents. The like totally awesome kiddos are now eating some like totally awesome french fries and not buggin way out because I’m like typing blog posts when I should be putting them down for their nap.

I found Family FunFoto over at Sited and Blogged this morning and thought about this picture I took of my husband and son at the park on Wednesday. We’ve had a couple weeks of bad weather and hadn’t been able to get the kids outside to play. Wednesday was gorgeous with the temps in the mid 70’s. When my husband got home from work I sent him straight upstairs to change clothes so we could take the kids to the park. When we were there he put my son on the big slide for the first time and our little guy got stuck on the hump half way down. My husband grabbed him and gave him a kiss before pushing him down the rest of the way. The look on my little guys face says it all.

I found this over on My Crazy Life with a Toddler; I think it was the first Mommy blog I started following. I always take quiz’s I come across that relate to finding out how Southern I am. I’m living in the South again and trying hard not to get my twang back but I thinking I am fighting a battle that I can’t win.

You Speak General American English!

50% General American English 25% Dixie 25% Yankee 0% Midwestern 0% Upper Midwestern

It must have been a slow news day. I came across an article on a news website about a service called PMS Buddy. They currently have over 21,000 members who are tracking the cycles of the woman in their lives. I personally find it humorous and it really proves that there isn’t anything you can’t find on the Internet. I do wonder what marketing genius decided to advertise Friend Finder on the homepage of a site geared towards men tracking their significant others cycles.

I did this little quiz and it says that I’m a Good Wife; it’s on the Internet so it must be true! Now anytime my husband gives me grief I can show him this as proof that I really am a good wife. I have to say I was surprised by the results, the last line really is true. I am right where I want to be and couldn’t imagine life being any different.

Take the quiz at Brainfall to see what kind of wife you are.

What Kind of Wife Are You?
	You are a(n) Good Wife. You are an absolutely good wife! You’re not so perfect that you look fake and you don’t nag so much that you’ll end up in divorce court! Your marriage has ups and downs but you and your man love and respect each other. You are supportive and expect the same from him. You are right where you want to be and couldn’t imagine your life differently.
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