Medieval Weaponry for toddlers

I'm sorry, but when I see this....

(http://www.thelittlelasso.com/)

It makes me think of this:

Because, ultimately, that is what it would end up being used as (at least in my house)...just sayin'...

It wasn't me!

This post is work related, my advice is not to do this, unless you are feeling particularly daring, or you know you can get away with it.


Last night at work I was having one heck of a time. I worked the night shift, and that day I was running around like a mad person trying to get about a million things done before I had to leave for work. Needless to say, my brain was already fried, I had put in my shift with the girls, who seemed to know I had all this stuff to do, so they decided to make it challenging for me by being in horrible moods...my cherubs.


As soon as I got to work the trouble began. I kept making mistakes left and right, and I had to do so many reprints (I'm a photo technician/pharmacy tech, tonight I was in the photo lab) because my mind was off in the clouds. Honestly, you know what I was thinking about? Cole Hauser...yes indeed, I watched a movie with him in it this weekend and he is fine.


I'm on my deserted island with Cole, my boss comes into the photo lab and asks me what the heck is going on. First of all, I am irritated he's snapped me out of my fantasy with Cole, and secondly, he caught me off guard I had no excuse lined up, so I said the first thing that came out to my mind.


"The equipment is on the fritz, that's the problem." My boss tells me to call the company our equipment is from and trouble shoot. Oops!


Now I'm like a cat on roller skates trying to scramble for an excuse not to call and trouble shoot a system that has nothing wrong with it. My brilliant answer?


"I'll just shut it down and re-boot it, and if that doesn't work, I'll call." Phew! Nice, Kelly...my boss seemed satisfied with that.


I broke the news to Cole that he had to wait for me on that tropical paradise and give me my massage later, which he was not too happy about. I got my ass in gear and decided to actually pay attention and get my work done, before I got into some real trouble. The rest of the night was uneventful. Thank goodness for that, because Mr. Hauser was impatient for me to get back.


I guess what I'm trying to say is, when your goofing off at work, make sure you can back it up, and it sounds legit...I wasn't on my game last night.
In closing, I know this post turned out to be really long, but for those of you who don't know who Cole Hauser is and your too lazy to Google him, here he is...totally worth being irresponsible at work for? Absolutely!

Indoor Voices!

Unforeseen family issues caused my absence...sometimes its just no fun being a grown up!

Here's one:

My girls were fighting the other day over a Barbie (we only have about ten of them, and they all look the same, by they both wanted this Barbie). They are yelling and screaming at each other.

I'm pretty much already a head case, because at this particular point in time life is pretty stressful, I'm juggling work, family stuff, and these two precious cherubs.

I pipe up and shout, "Stop yelling!"

My 4 year old looks at me and says, "Momma your yelling."

Good point, probably not the best way to dissolve the situation. I know, I know, stoop down to their level, re-direct the behavior, blah, blah, blah. I was impulsive, and I yelled, my mistake, whatever. I think we're all allowed to slip up every now and then, it just pissed me off that my 4 year old called me on it. I had nothing to back it up afterwards. She is so lucky she's adorable.

On a completely separate note, today is my brother's birthday, so Happy Birthday Brad!