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Saturday, February 24, 2007
We're Off
All that is left to do is go to bed and get right back up, throw our toothbrushes in the suitcase and head for the airport.

It was either one more pair of shoes or the laptop, guess we will check in when we get back.

See y'all on the flip side!!

XOXO,
Mar


Souvenir For You
The Hubs and I are leaving in the morning for a week long business trip. The girl hates it when we go away. I would really like it if we could take her with us, but we can't so it is what it is.

It is not the leaving her that bothers me, it is the being away from her that kills me if you know what I mean. We will be very very far away, and it won't be real easy , if something happened, to just jump on a plane and be home in a reasonable amount of time. She will be in excellent hands, so that provides some comfort.

I will meet the hubs and the girl after work to do the hand off to Grams and Boppa. She will cry and it will break my heart. Then before the tears have time to dry she will make her request of what she would like for us to bring her back. I hope its not alcohol, we can each only bring back 2 bottles and I already know what I want :).

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I Should Have Just Done It Myself
So, we are leaving tomorrow morning at the unimaginable hour of 4:30 a.m. I, being the control freak that I am have done everything to get ready for this trip, except for one thing. I asked the hubs to take one little piece of paper to work with him over a week ago to have it notarized. When he came home last night I asked him about it. Oh, the notary wasn't there today he told me. I asked him what about Monday-Thursday? By the way he looked at me you would have thought I was speaking in a foreign language. I got the typical I dunno answer. I went through the roof.

The piece of paper? Yeah, that would be the Power of Attorney for our dear sweet girl who will be spending the week with Grams and Boppa. Since we will be 3000 miles away, I am thinking it is just a wee bit important. And he wonders why I stress out and do everything myself.

I was looking forward to sleeping in just a tad bit this morning since I am guessing the few hours, if that, we get tonight just aren't going to cut it. Anyway, so we were up at our usual weekday time so we could be at the bank when it opened so I could still be to work on time. (Yeah I am an idiot for working the day before we leave with a million things still to do). Guess what? At the first place we stopped the notary wasn't going to be there until 11. Not gonna work for us. The next was not open. By this point Hubs knew he was in the dog house and trying to figure out how to fix our little problem. Thankfully the third place was open and we were in and out in about 3 mins. They were even nice enough not to charge us.

When we were leaving I told hubs I will probably call 16 times today will last minute things for you to do. He said well then I will probably ignore my phone 17 times. SO.NOT.THE.RIGHT.THING.TO.SAY.

I will be meeting hubs and the girl after work to hand her off to Grams and Boppa. I have 95% of her bag packed and a very detailed list with what else needed to go in her bag once the clothes in the dryer were dry. Can't wait to see how that works out.


Friday, February 23, 2007
Out of The Mouths of Babes..
This morning I took a note into K's teacher to let her know we would be gone next week. Later in the day K's teacher asked her where we were going. When K told her she wanted know what we were going to do there. K's response? "Well, they are going to sit in the bar!".

Thanks babe.


Good thing it wasn't one of the nuns that asked her.


I asked her why she said that, she said well isn't that what you do? Well, when we aren't laying on the beach drinking, why yes, I do believe that is where we will be.


Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Alot About Little
It is 2:30 in the afternoon. In the last 4 1/2 hours I have had 3 different people tell me/ ask me if I knew I had "dirt" on my forehead.


I am so going to get a shirt for next year that says "It's Ash Wednesday".

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Last night the girl and I stopped at the drug store on the way home to get a gallon of milk and a piece of poster board she needed for school today. The lady in front of us in line was a very, very, very large person. She was pulling an oxygen tank behind her and buying a pack of cigarettes. She paid with all dimes. 10 cents at a time she counted it all out. (I'm thinking if you need oxygen and robbed your piggy bank to support your habit its time to stop). Then, she dropped a dime and penny on the ground.

Me: K, why don't you pick those up for her. ( I will give the woman the benefit of the doubt that she didn't hear me)

Woman: HEY! THOSE ARE MINE! (Yes, she was yelling)

Me: I asked her to pick them up for you, she wasn't going to keep them.

Woman: GIVE THEM TO ME! (Still yelling)

Me: (Absolutely stunned beyond belief at this point), K, put them back (on the ground)

Woman: Hey wait! I can't bend over and pick them up.

Me: I guess you should have thought of that before. She was only trying to be helpful.

Woman: I didn't know, I thought she was trying to steal from me.

Me: Thinking, WTF? 11 cents, call the cops, quick!

K: (Stuttering in a small voice) "I am sorry"

Me: Oh no sweetie, you have no reason to be sorry. You did nothing wrong. Thank you for trying to help.

We then proceded to check out, as the woman was still standing there guarding her life savings laying on the floor.

As we walked out I heard her ask the clerk if he would pick the money up for her.

I hope more than anything he told her "No".

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We leave Sunday, before the sun comes up to a very tropical destination, for a week long business trip. We received the hotel and resturant information for the resort we are staying at (I will tell you where it was when we get back) last night. In great big letters it said "No opened toed shoes in resturants". Well thanks for the heads up. Who doesn't take sandles and flip flops to a place like this? So, sometime bewteen now and Sunday at 3:30 a.m. I have to find the time to go and find shoes to go with the "casual evening attire" we have wear to be worthy to eat.

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Fat Tuesday
Yesterday I celebrated Fat Tuesday by getting fat. I started the day off with an.entire.box. of girl scout cookies thankyouverymuch. Damn you Thin Mints. When you are in my midst I have no will power what so ever. And when you have spent a lenghty amount of time in the freezer. Oh.My.God. I just can't stop. They are like crack.

Next, the girl's class at school had a lunch time party, for a little Mardi Gras fun of their own. Once again, I ate like there was no tomorrow (Surprise! Tomorrow is today, and there was one!), and washed it all down with about 3 gallons of pop, as my beloved Pepsi is what I am giving up for lent. Only 46 1/2 days to go.

Last night for dinner we ordered pizza and wings because other than a bag of oreos left over from camping last weekend, the Bug Shack cupboards are pretty empty, and you guessed it, I may have eaten more than my fair share. Eee gads! After all of that I may just look like a beached whale next week on vacation.


Thursday, February 15, 2007
I Miss You
Twelve years ago today I lost the first man I ever loved. I can count on one hand the number of times I have given my heart away, and since the day I lost him it has never felt whole again.

I remember the day like it was yesterday. I was at work when the call came in. I knew in an instant that something was wrong and it was him. They wanted me to come home before they told me what had happened. I screamed into the phone "Tell Me Now". They didn't want me to drive home but I insisted. Still to this day when I hear the song on the radio that was playing that night it sucks the breath right out of me. I didn't make it all the way home. I had to stop and call and have someone come and get me.

The next day we flew to attend the funeral. When we got off the plane it was cold, dark and dreary. The complete opposite of this great man. I wasn't sure how life would go on without him. It has gone on because there has been no greater goal that making him proud and carring on his legacy. For as long as I can remember I hoped for a son to be his name sake, I have learned, in time, a name isn't what makes a man. My daughter has the same twinkle in her eye that he did, and it warms me to my soul every time I see it. Not only does she have that sparkle in her eye, but when she looks at my dad, your son, I see myself looking at you. With all the love and adoration in the world.

Grandpa, I miss you more every day. I know that Grandma will join you sooner rather than later now and that in itself makes me happy and sad all at the same time. Happy because you will be together again. Sad because the final chapter of that great book will be closed.

Not only was he the first man I ever loved, he was the first person I ever lost. The love was the greatest feeling I have ever felt, the loss the worst.

I hope that the fish have been biting, the beer has been cold, and the popcorn is just the way you used to make it.

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Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Rambling
I just spend the afternoon with 30, 10 year olds. I do not know how teachers do it. I am glad it is them and not me. I know the kids were wound up because of Valentine's and they were having a party and lots and lots and lots and lots of sugar, but still I just don't think its in me.

I need a nap. I would like to say I could just go to bed early but doesn't look like that is in the cards either. After our marathon ski weekend, we are going from one extreme to the next. This weekend we are hitting the dunes to ride the quads. Which means, laundry, packing again, 4 more hours in the truck in the exact opposite direction. Little Mister and his fine family will be joining us though so that makes it all worth it.

Tonight, besides the afore mentioned laundry we will be saying I love you with a trip to the grocery store. Because really what is more romantic than asking someone to run back over to the produce aisle and grab you some bananas. On the upside, everyone else *should* be eating out and making goo goo eyes at each other so we should have the store pretty much to ourselves. I will let you know.

*Ski pictures are uploaded to Flickr if you care to check out my cute little snow bunny.

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Thursday, February 08, 2007
Hitting The Slopes
We are going skiing this weekend. I am not sure if I am excited about it or not. I haven't even started a list yet and we are leaving tomorrow!

We are going with friends, who are more of the Hubs friends than they are my friends if you know what I mean. I like to know every detail of something before I do it. They are way go with the flow type of people. I am sure everything will be fine, I will just bring 2 bottles of tequilla rather than the one I planned on to help me loosen up if need be.

Ha- I so suck at balance in my tennis shoes, lets add skis and alcohol to the mix and see what happens. That would bite the big one to have to lay on the beach in a body cast in a`few weeks. Maybe one bottle will be enough after all.

Another thing about skiing? In case you aren't a rocket scientist like I am, it is going to be cold. With snow. Two of my least favorite things. Which means layers and layers of clothes. Which in turn means piles and piles of laundry. Laundry which I hate more than the cold and snow combined.

I am looking foward to watching Katie having fun, sitting by a warm fire and of course the tequilla.

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Ollie Ollie Oxen Free
We should have known 11 years ago today what it was we were in for in this parenting thing. Today was the the girl's due date. But oh no, the girl decided she was oh so nice and cozy and wasn't coming out for the love of all things holy.

Had I been able to think of anything other than when and how this thing going to come out of me, I would have realized right then and there that she inherited my stubborn streak and wasn't going to do a damn thing until she was good and ready.

We waited another 9 very, very, very long days to meet her. And worth the wait she was.

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FOUND

This stocking cap was found in my sweet darling daughters dirty clothes hamper.*


If this belongs to you young man, be afraid, be very afraid. Remember, she is our only child, the apple of our eye. She is also the only grandchild on both sides and she happens to rock her Boppa's socks.

Heed this as a fair warning, one of these men is a proud member of the N*R*A and the other would squish you like a bug.

Now, anyone want to claim it?


* I really have no idea whose it is or how it ended up in her clothes hamper. She has either started sneaking out of the house , or which is most likely closer to the truth - she must have somehow picked it up at school with her sweatshirt or something like that.

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She Fell Off The Wagon

Magoo must have decided that the diet she was on was for the birds. Photographic evidence:


Exhibit 1- The remains of a bag of Valentine Conversation Hearts laying in the back yard.
(I can't really blame her, I enjoy them myself as well).
This must have happened Tuesday, we were late coming home and she must have had some spare time on her hands. I couldn't figure out why she wouldn't eat her dinner that night and was acting a bit wound up. I found this is morning in the back yard. When I called the hubs to tell him he said that when he got home last night there was another bag in the middle of the family room floor. I don't know if she remembered that she didn't feel so hot after the last pound she ate or if she heard the hubs coming home and thought he wouldn't notice random bags of candy laying around the house. My guess would be she heard the garage door open and stopped dead in her tracks.
(I had bought 3 bags of hearts for the girl to take to school next week for a project they are doing. So much for being ahead of the game).

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Pictures




Goodies from the Cl0set Swap.
Because I have no time, nor the patience to screw with the HTML captions are as follows:
The hubs truck was full of bags, bags and more bags!
Jorden making sure we were trying to sneak anything in on her.
And then there is Magoo, who is just always right there, unless you want her to be.

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Wednesday, February 07, 2007
RSVP
Tonight there is rather important hush hush meeting occurring. No one knows exactly who is on the guest list, but as the head cheese said it is "The Cream of the Crop". Now, I am not one of those, I am one that HAD to be invited, regardless of how creamy or or not I was thought to be. There has been talk among the troops as to who may or not be in attendance. Of course, the rumor train has to run on some fine tracks as to not alert those who were not invited and must.not.find.out!

The funny thing is, I am sure the Bigger Big Wigs than I, we are meeting with know that each and every attendee was hand picked as we must smile nicely, say wonderful things and join hands and sing Kumbaya.

An uninvited, who knows about the secret society meeting and I were talking, wondering what the evening will hold. No one really cares about what the events of the meeting will be as much as who indeed is the.cream.of.the.crop. Layoffs? Who cares. Salary adjustments? Who needs money. Transfers? Everyone likes to travel. Its the Guest list! I wouldn't be surprised if the Mob Bosses in Vegas were laying odds on it. (Maybe I stretched the truth a wee bit on the last one).

If I were the big cheese I would have asked the Had to be Invited ones, who the invitees should be as we deal with them more on a daily basis and know the mix of personalities a little better. Especially if you are counting on them to be nice little boys and girls.

It should be a very interesting meeting.

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She's Been A Good Ride

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The ol' girl has been around the block a few times. It is probably about time to put her out to pasture to live out the rest of her days. I just hate to see her go. She is the first brand spankin new vehicle either of us owned.

I tried to get a picture as soon as it said 130,000 but I was trying to wait until I got to a red light, as luck would have it, I was hitting every one of them green.

And on a side note, because my mother thinks it 100% inappropriate to at the very least talk on a cell phone while you are driving, lets not tell her I was trying to take a picture to have something to blog about while I was cruising along, with her lovely little grandchild in the back seat.


Monday, February 05, 2007
All Swaped Out
The Closet swap was a good time had by all. No new purses to take home and love this year but there were lots of other goodies. We filled the back seat of the hubs truck with our finds and noticed lots of other people taking gobs of junk as well.

3 new, as in the tags still on them, pairs of jeans, 2 pairs of shoes, and a sweater for me. The girl scored some new to her duds, as well as a pair of gloves that she needed for skiing this weekend!

It really is a fun thing and easy to do. Invite all your friends and just go for it. If you are worried about having a bunch of stuff left over just call ahead and arrange for a local charity to come a few days later and pick up the left overs. If you want to know what works for us when we do it and have any questions I will be happy to answer them!!

I will add pictures later. Darn work for getting in the way of blogging.

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Saturday, February 03, 2007
Its Like Christmas In February
Tomorrow a friend is holding her annual Cl0set Swap!

This is how it works:

You must bring at least one item, on a hanger ( I will bring more than that)

You must also bring an "entry fee";

This year the "fee" is something to send to the troops from home. I bought a bunch of different kinds of candy at C0stco and some Beef Jer*key to send. I didn't want to send anything that would melt or go bad by the time they get it. The last couple years entry fees were also something easy to pick up, and something someone else could use or appriciate.

Once you are there, you hang your stuff up and then you start "shopping"!

You take what you want and leave what you don't.

Last year I ended up with quite a bit of stuff, some great purses (one of these, and even one of these), and I still love them just like they were my very own!

I will try to remember to take a picture of my loot tomorrow when I get home. Or maybe even snap a few with my phone while I am there.

The only thing better than shopping is free shopping!

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Friday, February 02, 2007
Sometimes Being A Grown Up Just Isn't Fun
Yesterday I felt the need to confront someone who did something that I thought was very inappropriate and not handled in a manner that was fair to anyone involved.

This is a person I deal with on a regular basis and just felt the need to clear the air. It was something that had to be dealt with now rather than later for the point to be made.


In the past when a situation like this has come up with this person, they usually just ignore who ever it was that questioned them.

And because some days I have the maturity of a 4 year old, I decided it was now or never and I to could hold a grudge and just not speak to them just as easily as they could do to me. In all honesty, they would have a reason to talk to me long before I would have to approach them.

Any hoo, I composed an email that was short sweet and right to the point. I hit send and sat and waited. (I know for a fact that this person checks their mail on an extremely persistant schedule). Nothing. As of last night at 10:30 p.m., still nothing. Fine, let the silent treatment begin.

This morning said person was my new best friend and spoke to me more than they have in months and was as pleasant as could be. I think the point hit home and things will be handled in a different matter next time.

And again because I am the bigger person, I waited until they turned their back before I stuck my tongue out at them

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Speedy and Tiny
I am thinking they are going to need a bigger wagon. And soon.


(That is a desert tortoise in the front and a St. Bernard puppy in the back)

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Ut Oh
In case you are wondering, it is never a good thing when the Fire Inspector comes into your store with a digital camera and clipboard.

Eee Gads....

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Lilypie 6th to 18th Ticker
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