My Little Life

Holy hey-ya!! How'd it get so late?! Yowza ! Gotta get to the sneak peek without further ado! 'Member, friends, this post is just your chance to get the questions ahead of time and get your Five Question Friday post all ready for the linky tomorrow! Rules for 5 QF : Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky to appear Friday morning! And remember, most importantly, to HAVE FUN!! Questions for Friday, June 24 th : (Special thanks to Sandy , Sharayha , Pam , dosweatthesmallstuff , and @my4redheads for their question suggestions! I love to link people in #5 QF , so if YOU would like to be linked, head on over to my community to offer up your best question suggetions , or shout 'em out to me on Twitter. [Remember to @5 crookedhalos me and use hashtag #5 QF ]). 1. If you had the opportunity to bungee jump, would you? 2. Would you rather go to the movie theater or to the drive-in? 3. Do you have your groceries delivere

Since you asked so nicely (Wait...what's that? You didn't ask? Oh, well, suffer through it anyway...), I decided I'd show you photos of the garden that IS ! It IS growing! (Hard to see, but we added MUCH more top soil...and by "we" I mean, "not me". Mr. Wonderful to the rescue...again!) It IS producing (well, it WILL be)! It IS alive! It IS, come hell or high water, going to be a success!!! (PS...Yes, I WILL be posting the " Mr. Wonderfulest " winner soon! I wanted to be sure to read ALL of the posts first! Soon, very soon, I will post the winner!)

So, I've gotta be totally honest with you...I just about threw in the towel on our garden. Again. I was totally thinking that this straw bale gardening (let's just call it " SBG " shall we?) was the be all and end all of our gardening woes. Cut worms, sandy soil, pocket gophers, sandy soil, dog chasing (i.e. "digging") after aforementioned pocket gophers, and sandy soil have done us in in previous years. I was totally stoked to try SBG this year. Like, totally, dude. We got a bit of a late start...and we used "pellet" type fertilizer (note to self, don't do what we did...liquid or powder would've been better) and went to town... Next mistake (count them, this is #3 already)...not enough topsoil. D-oh!! Then...attack of the (what we thought were) killer mushrooms. Gobs. Tons. Heaps of mushrooms bloomed out of our bales like crazy. Had we been going for a bountiful crop of mushrooms, we'd've been happy as clams. But we weren't.

He cracks us up. Daily. Need a movie line? Ask the Hambone. And don't bother arguing with him about it, 'cuz he'll be right. He has goofy sense of humor...silly, a little off beat, dry. The other day, he was sitting at the table, eating lunch with his buddy, while I was nearby enough to listen in on their conversation. Hambone: "Jesus came from Mary." Friend: "Jesus is God." Hambone: "Yeah, and Mary and Joseph got to hold Jesus." Friend: *pausing...solemn* "I wish Jesus didn't die." Hambone: *chipper* "Oh! He didn't...'cuz on the third day he was *insert whispery, mysterious, kinda freaky Hambone voice here* alllliiiiiiiiive!" O.M.G. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. I just about died, right there on the kitchen floor, from fits of stifled laughter.

I'm lying here in bed at 10 o'clock, beside my baby that's been asleep for 4 hours, after just having tucked in E.W. who's got some kind of bug brewing and trying to whip out this post before my Benadryl kicks in and I fall asleep, drooling, on my computer. Yowza...let's hope we're not about to become the sick house. Anywho...word on the street is that we're supposed to have a pretty decent weekend. 'Course, I'll believe it when I see it, but I am SO ready to kick this crappy weather to the curb. Okay, let's get the Five Question Friday party started!! To everyone new...WELCOME!! I'm glad to have you join in and I hope you enjoy yourself! To everyone "old"...WELCOME!! I'm glad to have you stickin' around and playing along! Rules for 5 QF : Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky to appear Friday morning! Questions for Friday, June 24 th : (Special thanks to @ TheSpunk

Well, it appears as though I can quit construction on my ark. The rain has stopped, and EGADS!!, the sun is shining in a blue sky! Now, heat. Please. As in...gimme that 105 degree day back. I'll take that over this crappy cold stuff! So...big stuff this weekend! "Cars 2" comes out, and if things go well, I'm hoping to be able to score a night off of work to head to the drive-in and watch it with my fam! That is, unless we've all succumbed to whatever's been plaguing my mama and appears to be settling in to E.W. Stupid summer bugs. Okay...focus, Mama, focus....onto the Thursday Night 5QF Sneak Peek! Never played along with Five Question Friday before? Well, what the heck took you so long?! Welcome, friends! Remember, this post is just the "sneak peek"...your chance to see the questions ahead of time and get your post all ready for the linky post, which will be up tomorrow morning! Rules for 5 QF : Copy and paste the following questions to your blog p

Dear Summer: I really like you. I really miss you. When will you return? I made a bargain with Texas...I'd give them rain if they sent heat. Apparently, my end of the deal went through, but Texas stiffed me and we're still stuck at 60 degrees. Summer, please come back. It's what we live for here in MinneSOOOOta . It's what gets us through the long, cold, never ending winters. Please, please, please, summer. Show us your beautiful face. I promise to not complain one itty , bitty, teeny, tiny, eensy , weensy, little bit about any heat or humidity if you come back, right now. Missing you much,

Once upon a time, there was a sweet, young mother who enjoyed stopping at McDonald's daily for a cold, tall cup of Iced Coffee (sugar-free vanilla, please and thank you). After many months of this, the young mother got a glimpse of her bumpy tummy in the mirror and proclaimed: "Death to you, blasted McDonald's Iced Coffee!! You have turned my jiggly, bread-doughlike tummy into a LUMPY jiggly, bread-doughlike tummy! Be off with you!" And she swore off McDonald's Iced Coffee, forever. Turns out, "forever" lasted about a year. Who knew that "forever" was only a year long?! And on that sweltering hot, lacking sleep the night before, day; no more or less than 365 days (or more like "approximately") after that "forever" proclamation, that Iced Coffee never tasted so good on my her lips. After several days of trips to the McDonald's Drive-Thru, the sweet, young mother decided that she could NOT revert to her old habits...that

Well, the voting continues on the " Mr. Wonderfulest Contest "! After a small snafu (I was informed by a kind voter) with the "Like" voting function being turned off when the Linky was closed to entries, I reopened the linky so that voting could continue until Sunday! Wow...there are some great posts honoring fabulous men out there! Also, to make voting easier, I made it so that each link opens in a new window, so you don't have to click back and forth! Spread the word, send your family and friends on over to vote for your guy! And, with that...I will bring you a much more exciting (maybe) post later today!

Our small town had a little "festival" this weekend...replete with "fair food", a parade, and fireworks! Fun times, I tell you, fun times! The school that my children attend have a float in the parade; the Mr. volunteers his trailer and superb driving skillz, while the children exhibit their parade waves and I steal the candy from the candy throwers: Bright and early Saturday morning, we navigated our way through foggy, drizzly, downright NOT parade weather, to decorate aforementioned trailer. Lot's of kids and moms and a coupla dads came together to fashion a pretty dang good lookin' float, if I do say so myself! Ever wonder what it looks from the other side of the parade procession? Here's a peek: (Oh, and a word to the wise...you're best off sitting in the beginning of the parade procession...the crowd gets purdy t'ick in the middle and the candy starts getting rationed at the end. You're welcome for this very useful and important bit of i

A couple of weeks ago, I sent out a desperate tweet. I was in a conundrum and I didn't know what to do (and, you know, Twitter is the best parenting expert, so of course I went there first...). The Pal, who is 15, wanted to go on a date. With a girl. By themselves. To a movie. Of course, my immediate reaction was a quick and hasty, "No. You're too young.", after all, it was just yesterday that I was changing his diapers and rocking him to sleep, right? His question got me thinking, tho. I started to reconsider my knee-jerk response and to question whether or not he really was "too young". So, I sent out a text to my big brother and to the Pal's dad...they, too, had immediate responses. Only, they were not the same as mine! GAH !! You mean, could I *gasp* possibly (the horrors!!!) be wrong (why, I never...)?!?!?! Almost instantaneously I received responses like, "LET HIM GO!!!" (Yes, all caps...well, okay, not really, but I interpreted it like