Turkey, road signs and St. Louis, oh my.

The night before thanksgiving, Mr.FF and I worked on his donation to the Thanksgiving dinner.  He was "forced" into bringing a cake to the festivities.  He really wasn't in to making any cake, didn't want to do it, however, he did and he let me help.

We're so proud of our creation.




It tasted just as yummy too.  It was a pumpkin cake with cream cheese frosting.  The head and neck was made with rice crispy treats and modeling chocolate.  Doesn't it look awesome?

Well, as usual, the cake took longer than we had hoped and we ended up running late to my Gramma's for dinner.  In my efforts to hurry, I had to move a road sign out of my way, driving down into a ditch and THANK GOD that we weren't injured.

It was just me and Bubba in the van, Mr.FF and his boys were following us.  I was entering onto the highway ramp.  I remember thinking, whoa, this is tighter than what I thought (twss).  By the time I took my foot off of the gas, the van started to slide and go sideways right into a construction sign.  We bounced off of the sign and drove right down into the very deep ditch (yeaaah).  When we came to a stop, I straightened out the tires and floored it to get the heck out of there.  I was worried we'd start sinking and we had a dinner to get to by golly.

I got us back up to the top, put the van in park, made sure Bubba was ok and laid my head onto the steering wheel.  A few seconds later, Mr.FF is at my window.  *tap tap tap*  He didn't say a word, he reached in and rubbed his hand on my back until I could lift my head. *gotta love him*

"How F'd is the van?"  was all I could squeak out.

Well, it's not too bad, but let me tell you....I am SICK AND TIRED of these accidents I keep getting myself into.
*shakes fist in air*
*sigh*

We had a lovely dinner (after my shaking had subsided), I dropped the kiddies off to Capt'n Cancel and then went to Mr.FF's family dinner (equally as lovely). 

Friday morning, we all piled in the van and headed down for my annual trip to see Kimmy Sue!!!




This reminds me of a CD cover.

To be continued....fyi, Mr.FF drove the rest of the weekend.

She knows me so well and she doesn't even KNOW me

So I got this card in the mail...I think it might have been for Easter...but I could be wrong...

Inside says, sorry I haven't called, I've been a little gassy.

And then, in all of Gwen's glory, she did a little poof of what I assume is a gas bubble exploding around the word "gassy"

It was signed, PU, your friend Gwen, or maybe it said sincerely Gwen. Something like that. I like to think it said, your friend. Whatever.

This girl doesn't even know me, yet she knows me so well. Maybe it is all the Poo talk I do here...

Regardless, it is hilarious. I love that I am on HER mailing list, you should have seen the Christmas cards she sent out. CLASSIC.

It was sitting out on the counter one day, longing to be scanned and discussed on this here blog when my kids spotted it.

"MOOOM, why did someone send you a card with someone pooping on the front?"

"hey! How do you know she's pooping? She could be just peeing."

*crickets*

I stuff the card in the drawer.

"Moooom, WHO sent that to you?" looks of disgust with bubbling laughter hidden behind it.

"Oh" Lord how do I explain it was a fellow blogger without answering that, well, it was a fellow blogger. No one gets blogging unless they blog and well, my kids can barely spell, so bloggin means nothing to them.

"Just a friend." I answered.

"IS that HER? in the picture?" the giggles are starting spill out.

"HA, yes, yes it just might be and maybe next time we take a trip to St. Louis we can visit her!"

Now looking a little scared, they said, "um, will she still be pooping?"

NOW, I am laughing. Kids, they are obsessed with poop. I don't know where they get it.

So, Gwen, get your stool ready (oh, hahahahah, stool) next time we are in St. Louis, we are looking you up. ;) oh, AND, that poo face looks a little painful, may I suggest Fiber One Bars, no more will that face appear. TRUST.

so yeah, I didn't post yesterday

I was busy...can't a girl be busy? :)

How do you like the new HOLIDAY layout?:)

I had a great time in St. Louis....I *almost* didn't want to come home.

Sometime I would love to go for a weekend with no kids...and check out the nightlife. Cause I am all cool like that, clubbin at my age is HOT. I wanna check it out sometime though for real.

Ya know what is NOT cool at my age?


Wii. Seriously, the toll it takes on your body is just WRONG (but oh so fun). It's *almost* as fun as....oh never mind.

There is something truly amazing about the arch, every time I see it I am in awe. Kim's twin almost six year old daughters excitedly told me of a man that they saw on TV that was on TOP of the arch.

"WHY???" I asked, baffled. He must be CRAZY, he must have been ready to jump. Damn economy.

"He was fixing a light on the very top" they giggled.

"NO WAY" I over exaggerated, cause I might have been a little shocked that it was actually someone who was SUPPOSE to be up there.

I still think he is crazy, but eh, everyone needs a job and THANK GOODNESS that is his and NOT mine. That's 630 friggin feet high. No siree.

So, I hope you all had a great holiday weekend...