Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Funky Funkerrific Funk

That is precisely how I would describe the mood I've been in for the last week. And by "funk" I mean: "down in the dumps", "pity party", "mully grubs", "poo pooness". I do not mean: "groovy", "cool" or "odd". The kids have tortured eachother and I must have said, "LEAVE THE CAT ALONE!!!", "PUT THE KITTY DOWN!!" or "STOP TOUCHING *fill in the blank*!!!" at least 700,000 times. Of course, I was PMSing (sorry guys - and by guys I really mean Brian since he's really the only guy reading this. And to him I say, "Sorry" very sincerely).

So, now that the funk is officially over I thought I would rejoin the land of the living and civil and post about the last week with a fresh perspective. That alright with everyone?

We went to the Annual Gregg Family Reunion in Aniston, Alabama this weekend and had a wonderful time swimming and eating and generally being with people we love SO very much! I have never once felt like I wasn't born into this family. They accepted and loved on me from Day 1 which was about 13 years ago. My bugs are finally starting to realize that Alabama is another state within The United States of America and not a) a cemetery or b) the pool at The Victoria Inn. When June Bug was about 3 or 4 years old we drove by the small cemetery next to the tracks on Canton Hwy./Ridgewalk Pkwy. and he pointed out the window and announced, "Look! Another Alabama!" This is one of those stories my grandchildren are going to hear 350 times and each time I will have forgotten that I told it to them already and they will never think it's as funny as I do.

On an entirely different note: Yesterday I brought the computer outside while the little bugs played (the weather was so perfect that it would have been illegal for me to keep them in the house). They were searching for the grasshopper that Lady Bug caught on Sunday and had just released back into the wild.
In the midst of their search, though, they found something I did not expect. Lady Bug brought me a rock, then Baby Bug says, "Look, Mama! Look what I found!" He thinks it's also a rock. But,... it's not a rock.... It's a pellet of rabbit poo!!! *GAG*

And today, after a dentist appointment for the Big Bug Boys, we went to Wal-Mart for school supplies because Sneak Peek is THURSDAY and school starts next MONDAY!! I didn't think I was quite ready but I have decided that if any of the bugs are going to see their next birthday then we had better get them away from their crabby mama pronto!

who is no longer the crabby mama. ; )

And I'll link this up to Tuesdays Unwrapped at Chatting at the Sky simply because ...
it's Tuesday!


deb said...

you made me laugh !

Boy Crazy said...

hi! found you through Unwrapped (what a great project, no?) and I love this post. I relate, I laughed out loud at the rabbit pellet (been there with dried dog turds). I am also working on breaking out of a funk (still working on it, unfortunately) but it's nice to see someone come out the other side. :)

Anonymous said...

Another Alabama . . . bahahahaha. :)

Sounds like your family is as crazy and fun as mine. :)

Jo@Mylestones said...

You crack me up. Glad you're feeling better again. It's no fun feeling like rabbit poo, not to mention actually FEELING rabbit poo, in your case. :-)