Fathers day

Such a nice day.......coen loves the fact that it is him who makes his daddy a daddy... Saturday we had a cookout at my parents house in honor of dad...We had a blast as usual. Sunday we spent the afternoon in McMinville with PapaSally. Everett's birthday was the day before so we headed up and had a nice lunch...We played ccp in the car, also known as Corn Cow Prickly bush which is the best way to keep Coen occupied during the ride. Too funny, just the randomness of yelling "Corn" or "Cow" kept us laughing....

So i thought it would be cool to do the footsteps art project for fathers day and was wondering how i could get Dentons footprint without giving it away...Turns out it wasnt too hard, my baby may have 3 degrees, but he is soooo gullible. I simply told him since that we are getting new trainers i had found a computer program that scanned your foot print and told you which shoe was best for your foot type. Mmmmwwwaaaa. Fell for it. Easy as pie....

Coen-isms

Out of the mouths of babes...

Riding in the car last night with Denton
coen: mom can we play Indiana Jones when we get home?
Me: we dont have Indiana Jones monkey
Coen: yes we do we got it at Target during the thunder
me looking in the rearview, Denton snickering
Me: you mean daddys super secret present
Coen: yeah, can we play that

While watching the New Kids "Summertime" video for the 1000th time
Coen: mom why is Joe on a boat? Is he gonna go across the river? Why is Donnie in a plane? Who are those girls?
Me: I dont know Coen, those girls are stupid.
Coen: I like those girls, maybe they are their dads. Why are they dancin and yelling in their faces? Why is Donnies shirt not buttoned? There's Joe, Hi Joe. There's Jon, Hi Jon.....Mom can you go back i dont remember the dance...whoa....Now can we watch the one where everyone is waving (the Today Show.)
Me: Okay (I have created a monster)

My laundry room has been taken over by the 90s

Okay,so today i got around to doing what i shouls have done 15 or so years ago....sorting out my childhood crap. My dad in a quest to finally clean out the garage, came with my brother and 15 boxes of crap, er memories. So i spent the evening sorting said crap while watching my husband and son play Legos Indiana Jones on the xbock. and after what seemed like millions of years i whittled it down to 2 rubermaid boxes and a stack of old barbies for coen to play with...

So what did i learn from this little jaunt down memory lane you might ask? Well i learned that either; a- growing up i suffered from body dysmorphic disorder, or b- i was psychic and knew i would be fat later on in life because every shirt i encountered was an xl.... And this was the 90s when XL meant XL, not small. Why did i do this? I have no idea.....I have always thought i was fat just because i didnt wear a size 2, and now that i am really fat, i look back on all of it with a tinge of regret....But hey, I have a ton of buttons and key chains to accessorize with and I will be pimpin my REM shiny happy people shirt and about 20 NKOTB shirts this summer, so thats good right....and they just about fit....

Now if i could just sell the 15000 pics of Donnie i have on ebay i might be able to afford the reunion tour......

For a laugh check out my myspace page for the "Back in the day" photo album, and check out my bangs...they were rockin

Brock family invasion

It's official bitches!!!!!!!!!

Sept 13th thru the 20th The Brock family will invade Disneyworld.......

Can i get a woowoo....My 33rd birthday at Seaworld....What....i know, jealous?????

Hip to be square ( as in a block, i kill me)

Said shirt mentioned in previous blog.....Dang, i wish i looked that good in mine....Damn you Ben and Jerry

Welcome to my surreal life

Okay, so it has been ahile since i posted, i know, i know....bad girl. But soooo much has been going on.

Last week in an attempt to do more family fun things, eat locally, and introduce Coen to where food really comes from (ie does not magically appear in Publix) we went to this great little farm in Wartrace and picked our own strawberries. Yum!!!!!!! Berries freshly picked, still warm from the sun. I swear it made me never want to buy berries again. I think Coen ate as many as he picked, for each berry he but in the basket 2 went in his mouth.

So the next day we cooked a great mostly organic locally grown meal and invited mom and mema over, Yum. Than i headed to Jens for a cool jew(elry) party. Fun fun.....

We had an offer on the house which was really great. Than house failed inspection....Hello hail damage, mold and termites, but the buyer really wants it so we are fixing everything and selling it to her.....uuuggghhhh. Apparently, we are the only people in Rutherford County that didnt get their roof fixed after the last tornado....Doh!

Got my New Kids tickets in the mail....Yah......Sarah got our tickets to Tampa, and now they announced a show in New Orleans....AAAAAHHHHHHH......I seriously thought i could not go, but Denton, the lovie that he is persuaded me that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity that he would not let me miss.....awe, makes me want to not ounch him in the weiner.... So, anywho, add yet on more date to our reunion calendar.....If they keep this up they will break us....But hey, all the memorbilia is going for as much as 4 times its orinignal value, so we might just have to sell our childhoods to pay for the future....mmmmmm

This whole reunion thing has gotten surreal....I mean we were never "cool" back in the day, liking the new kids was not a fast way to gain popularity. We all had our share of jokes and had to take harrasement, even from our friends and family, and now with the reunion it is all cool....I saw a pick in People where the tshirt company Junk food has relicensed all their tour shirts and are slling them at the trendy shop Kitson on Melrose. Paris Hilton say what???? It just kills me, between the whole "going green" thing and now the New Kids thing, I am one hip bitch!!!!!!

32 going on 15

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

(Squeal, clap, jump up and down) repeat....

We got tickets to the New Kids in Atlanta....Floor seats to be exact.....Used my moms Amex for the presale-just like back in the day.....I swear when i look in the mirror my crows feet are diminishing.....

It is a good day, blasting "Cover Girl" as i clean my house, talked to my girls, the world is good.....

Oh, and one more time for good measure....

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Now about that 60 pounds i gotta loose...me to treadmill, "Hello lover"