Are $1.00 Flip Flops Really Worth THIS??

Yesterday, Old Navy had a promotion for $1.00 flip flops. So, I decided to check it out and maybe get a few colors. I mean, for a buck, what the hell. When I walk up to the store, I see a bunch of signs that say "$1.00 flip flops-ONLY 5 per person". I didn't think much of the sign, until I got inside. It was WORSE than the Christmas crowds I usually see. I thought to myself, 'man, this promotion really drags the people in'. So then I look around at a few of the clothes in the front, and then try to go find the flip flops. As I look to the back of the store, I see a massive crowd of people closing in around this 8 foot tall cart LOADED with boxes of flip flops, in an area with bare walls (which is where the other flip flops had been stripped from). When the workers started opening the boxes it was like bees to honey! I could NOT get over how many people were going nuts for these things! I was like, 'screw it, flip flops are not THAT important, and this deal is not THAT great'. All of this was for a pair of $1.00 flip flops that are usually STILL only $2.50. It's not like they are Steve Madden's for 10 bucks or something, SERIOUSLY! But, it gets better...Later, after all the boxes were empty again (or at least all the colors were empty, the only ones left were brown, black and white flips, which I picked up after the crowd had their way with the workers), I see a family of about 6 women, from 3 different generations crowded around a shelfing unit of tees. They had about 20 flip flops between them, and they were making sure each of them only had 5....the grandma was in a wheelchair. Really? You had to drag granny out to get 5 extra flip flops? Totally crazy!

Clean House?

I would never be one to say that I live in an "immaculate house", but I don't live in filth either. WELL, that's what I THOUGHT, until yesterday. James and I got down and dirty (and not in a fun way) and thoroughly cleaned the house yesterday. I was amazed at how dirty our house actually was...actually, I was probably more ashamed. I mean, it didn't LOOK dirty. But, when we got down and really scrubbed, it was filthy. How does this happen? We keep it clean every day, and still our houses get nasty in the places we don't think about. Where's my cleaning lady? My mom cleans houses, but she's too far away, dang it!! And, she's damn good at what she does. She can definitely say she lives in an "immaculate house" because you could eat off of every surface in her home. I think that gene must've skipped over me! I hope I'm not the only one out there that is alarmed by the amount of filth in their homes.

Poop Poop

I have been meaning to blog about this for about a week now, so I finally have the time to do that...Last Saturday, I was getting Jorie and I ready to hit the road and head back to my hometown for a weekend full of fun family stuff. James wasn't home because he had reserves. I had to get up pretty early to get a head start on getting myself ready and finish packing. After Jorie woke up, I fed her breakfast and gave her a bath. Since I still had to finish my hair, after I got done with her bath, I left her in there to play. So we were both in the bathroom, she was splashing away and I was straightening my hair. I would glance over at her every now and then, and she would smile and laugh. Then after a little while, she stops splashing, looks at me and says "poop poop?". Mind you, we have not started potty training yet. She has told me before when she's already pooped, but this time I thought she was just saying words just to say them. So, I looked at her and said, "do you have to poop?". She says, "no". And, since my hair was being annoying, I guess I decided to take a 19 month old's word for it. Mistake numero uno. I went back to my hair and kept up what I was doing. Then, a minute or two later she says, "poop poop?". So, I looked at her again and said, "Jorie, do you have to poop poop?" She says, "no". I said, "are you sure? Do you want to go on the potty? Do you want to go poop poop on the toilet?" Again, she replies, "no". All the while, I'm thinking, 'I'm probably going to regret this...but then again, she hasn't pooped in the tub-ever, so why would she now?'. And, I go back to my hair again. Mistake numero dos. Then, all of sudden I hear this blood-curdling scream coming from Jorie. I thought the girl was dying. I look over and all I see is a brown cloud coming up from between Jorie's legs. She is petrified of this "brown cloud" and is about to come unglued. She is shaking and screaming, and I am DYING LAUGHING!! I know it's probably wrong to think that your child pooping on themselves is funny, but it was freakin' hilarious. I tried to explain to her through my hysterical laughing that this is just her poop (and not some brown monster coming to get her), and that it's okay. She wasn't buying it. She couldn't figure out how to get away from this brown cloud, and just kept screaming and shaking. So, when I got her out of the tub, she finally calmed down but was still pretty shook up. Meanwhile, in the tub waiting for me was a large, thick "peanut butter smear" of poop, along with several other small balls floating around. I know it's gross, and Jorie's probably traumatized now, but it was so hilarious!!

My people

Because I haven't blogged about my family, I thought I should do so now.

I have a (now) 19 month old daughter, Jorie. She is absolutely the light of my world. She has totally changed my life. People would always talk about their kids, and how being a mom is the best thing in the world, and all the other things you hear before having children. But, I truely did not fully understand what everyone met until I had Jorie. I thank God every day for the blessing of having her in my life. She is so much fun. Every day she is learning something new, and I love watching that happen. She's such a sweetie-very loveable, snuggly and kissy. She is a true and utter joy. And, she's pretty cute too!

James is the guy in my life. He is a wonderful father, and he makes me laugh all the time. We have been together for about 3 1/2 years, and we are getting married this year. He is such a hard worker. He served in the Air Force for 5 years and has recently joined the Air Force Reserves. I am very proud of him for that. I am so happy to have him in my life, and can't wait to get married!...FINALLY! :)

M.I.A.

I have been out of the "blog world" for a little while now, but I think I may be making up for that today...Gotta few blogs I want to post, so I will try to make up for being M.I.A. for the past month or so!