Comment Problem Resolved....and I'm not a follower...

First off thanks so much for letting me know that my comments were not working. I appreciate it. I had no idea. I think I have resolved the problem but since my IT dept (aka Grumpy) is asleep....I'm not positive. But I tested and it worked so we should be good. Now you can comment away!!

I'm not a follower. Well in real life, I am. I tend to go along with whatever anyone else does. I call it easygoing. Tigger calls it a pain in the ass. But here in the blog world-- I am not a follower. So please don't be offended. I learned in my personal blog that when I click on follow, it went to my list and I NEVER checked that list. Instead I relied on my favorites or blogroll for that. So I'm working on my blogroll. It will include all the blogs I read regularly! Now don't get me wrong. I will probably over time, go in and follow them. Not because I will read it that way...because I will still use my handy dandy list. But because it is the decent respectable thing to do in the blog world. So please don't be offended if I am not currently 'following' you. I still read you. I read WAY TOO MANY blogs regularly. It's a bit of an obsession. But once I get the kinks worked out and my blog roll going, I will go in and officially follow my favorite blogs. And if I've commented on you or done a MeMe or Carnival of yours you are on my blog list. That I will get done. I promise. Once I have a spare day to finish it LOL

The REAL Queen Bee

She rules the house. When she wants attention, you pay her attention. She is often found sitting in a lap. Lately she has been becoming more independent. Wanting her space. So many times she will be curled up somewhere near enough to someone to be together, but far enough away to be alone.

She has taken a particular disliking to the snow. You MUST shovel before she will set foot off the porch. She demands it. If not, watch out because she will not go outside. She pretty much prefers the comfort of summer and was meant to live in the deep south where it's (usually) always warm.

She loves to snuggle up in my bed and I HATE it. She moves around too much. I like it calm and still when I'm trying to play games on my phone sleep.

But she is the absolute QUEEN of this house. And she is one more spoiled brat.

I now introduce you to..............................................................





Sophie!

Come out come out wherever you are

I have just learned that it's national Delurking Week. January 4-10 is the week that lurkers come out and say hello. Now I know I've gotten quite a few visitors. So now is the time to come out and show me that you are here.

I am contemplating what I'd like to do on this blog. Although I love them and read them daily, I don't want to just be another drunkmommy blog. After all, my point here was what to do when you are no longer needed to be mommy all the time.

So in honor of delurking week....how about you share with me what you would like to see!

Wat da heell iz rong wif muh

I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. In a way I love that I can stay in touch with friends and family across the country. In a way I hate that friends and family across the country can stay in touch with me. HA! No seriously. It can and has taken up way too much time I could spend reading blogs working or cleaning.

But my biggest pet peeve about Facebook? It has turned todays pre-teens and teens into morons. The famous status message. Where you can tell the whole world when you have to go potty. Only the youth of today has distorted this poor status message into a world all their own. Because my daughter is a pre-teen, I have many of them on my Facebook. Which drives me nuts because I have to watch what I say of all their silly posts and the dreaded hated Farmville. But also because it takes me longer to decipher their status messages than I should be spending on Facebook.

And I absolutely LOATHE the new lingo. It makes my skin crawl. I want to drive to their house, slap their mama since it's illegal to slap them and point out that they take English classes for a reason.

My biggest pet peeves? Well for starters...what the sam hill is wrong with H? I mean did H commit some serious offense to render it useless? Is it really a timesaver to type Wat instead of What? Back in the days when I was younger chatted, we referred to that as a typo. Typonese was my first foreign language.

Then of course there's the Me situation. I don't get it. At all. Me is a simple word. Two letters. Meaning obvious. It's worked for centuries to insinuate that one was talking about himself. My is the same. Simple two letter word. Self explanatory. So why oh why did those two simple words get changed to Meh, Muh, Mah? Hello, even a two year old can say me or my. Why does a 12 or 15 year old find it so bad??

Speaking of two year olds. When did we replace the with DA. Dat (another word I hate) makes us sound stupid. Or maybe its stoopid. Who knows anymore??

While H has been eliminated, Z has gained new popularity. It has replaced that funky S in many words. Thiz, Iz, LOLZ, I could go on and on. I know itz zuppozed to look cool, but itz really not.

And Skool. Oh the irony of that.

There are more words that I don't get and most importantly can't stand. It would take all day to name them all. All I can say for sure is that all around the world, kids have dying brain cells. Or at least it appears that way when they speak. When I was a girl we had to walk to school in the snow uphill both ways do a lot more than chat on facebook to kill brain cells.

I, of course, have raised Brat better. She would NEVER type or talk any less than as a lady. Stop laughing if you know us. Yes I know she walks around the house saying O-M-G and I-D-K. Yes she spells it out. But she does know better than to use this foreign language on me. If she texts me or puts a status message that sounds that way, she gets a good dose of my opinion. And since pre-teens want anything except their mom's opinion, it just doesn't happen.

So I vote we beat convince our kids to speak properly. Or else someone needs to make a dictionary for me. Because I'm spending way too much time decoding status messages on Facebook. I could use that time to play farkle catch up on chores.

Getting to Know You

I found this over at MannLand. And I thought it'd be a great way to share a little more about myself and learn about others. If you want to participate, just visit her blog and add your link!

1. Where were you born? I was born in Cherry Point, NC. At the marine base. But I did not stay there long at all. So I don't even count it as my "hometown"

2. Toilet paper..do you crinkle/crumple or fold it? I've done both. I don't really have a preference. But Brat...she folds it neatly. Scary that I know that.

3. What was the last movie you saw in the theater? Well it certainly wasn't New Moon. I REALLY REALLY want to see that. But the last one I saw in theaters was Hannah Montana: The Movie

4. What room to you spend the most time in besides your bedroom? The bathroom LOL

5. Would you be grossed out if you found out your husband/boyfriend/significant other hadn't brushed their teeth for 4 days and you had been snogging (kissing) them?
Yea probably

6. Do you fold your underwear? Yes I do...but it ends up messed up so why do I bother?

7. What is one goal you would like to achieve this year? I'd like to have some security and stability going on.

8. What is your favorite month/least favorite month? My favorite month is a tie...December for Christmas and July because its warm and there are no obligations. It's fun. The worst month is January. I think it's the letdown after the festivities.

Not Me Monday!

The lovely MckMama started a fun tradition in Not Me Mondays. I thought I'd like to participate. So here goes.

It was not me that skipped working over the weekend while it was busy. I certainly didn't skip so that I could read blogs. No way, NOT me. I am way more responsible than that. I worked as planned.

It was not me that ran out of dinners just one day short of the money hitting the account. I most certainly did not then make Brat eat Ramen noodles until midnight when the money hit. It was NOT me that then bought a bunch of frozen junk dinner because who wants to cook at midnight?? I always provide a balanced diet for Brat.

It was not me that poured my NYE drinks. I did not make them a little stronger than I should. I did not! I am not a lush like that.

It was not me that stayed up late and slept late over winter break. I did not get our sleeping schedules all screwed up. I would never do that. I know how important a good schedule is.

It was not me that has avoided grocery shopping for days. It was not me that hasn't even made a list or planned my menu. I am on top of things. I am always prepared.

It is not me that still has Christmas decorations up. It certainly is not me that doesn't plan to take them down until next weekend. I never procrastinate like that.

It is not me that is sick. I never get sick.

It is not me that is hoping I will be too sick to go to the Girl Scout overnight event Friday. It is not me that is dreading it like a root canal. I love Girl Scouts and look forward to all events.

Queen Bee's New Year's Rockin Eve

Here are some photos from our fun little NYE get together at Tiggers. Not many photos to share out of respect for the fact that they might not want their photos plastered all over the internet.

First off I tried my hand at some no bake cookie balls I found at Taste and Tell. They were sooooo pretty. Until I tackled the recipe.



Yep they were some ugly little things. But they did taste sooo good. No leftovers to bring home sadly.

Next a discreet photo of the girls as Justin Bieber sang on tv. See the overdramatic reaching for him?? Imagine the screams that flooded the house as they realized he was on. It was so ear piercing cute.



Finally a message from Grumpy. I think he was just mad because he admitted that with a little drinking he could possibly be caught licking Mater's face. Yes we were talking about Ellen again. Sadly for Grumpy, no one is willing to go to the bar with him now.