45 minutes...that's all I needed

     There are five loads of laundry to be done…. a messy kitchen to be cleaned…and uniforms to be gathered for tonight’s ballgames. I must, however, take ten minutes to sit down at this computer and blog an entry. It was one of those mornings that after every kid (except the youngling) was at school or preschool I questioned whether those words I heard were really spoken…those actions really happened….or those thoughts really occurred.

It is hilarity that must be documented for the future embarrassment of my children. Also my right as a parent to inflict some blushing on their faces after the humbling efforts those kids have made to embarrass me in public so many times. So…here, dear Martin children of the future…go ahead and cringe.

These were ACTUAL quotes said in this home from 7:00 to 7:45 a.m.

Ali : “AGH!! Leith, I’m nauseated…I have sliced my knee open with a razor. I need a new razor blade and a band –aid. Leith?! Leith!!! NOW!!”

Leith: “I just gave the boys a spoon and a pan to bang on to scare the ducks out of the pool.” You’re welcome Sierra Vista neighborhood.

Leith: “Son, You cannot wear the underwear that you wet the bed in under clean clothes! Change your underwear AND get in the shower.” (OK…Brooks and Max you’re off the hook…not you)

Cooper: “DAD, Scarlett is scratching my eyes out!” He then begins to make Native American Indian sounds to try to please her while lying next to her on the floor.

Caroline: “Mom, where is my hairbrush? Shoes? Uniform? Hairbow? Toothbrush? Homework?”

Max: “Hey Cooper…Do NOT play that game that we have saved on the Wii. If you do a ghost will come out of it and haunt you today…….. ALL DAY.” 

Mom: “Brooks have you packed your bag for drylands/swimteam for this afternoon?”

Brooks : “Yes Ma’m…but I still need my shoes, goggles, and bathing suit to be put in there.”

:-/

Rock on Tuesday….Rock on….or as Leith and I will text back to each other often for support …. “Roll Tide”.

Love,

Ali  ~ future survivor of Tuesday

Vegas winds make me eat

Vegas winds make me eat.

Uhhhh…..Whuuut? Yes….and I’ll explain why. First…..don’t judge why I haven’t blogged in a year. I had another kid and I’ve been a tad busy.

Now….why have I been resisting the urge to eat all day? It took me all day to figure this out, actually. I’ll back up and describe my morning for you. After dropping my beloved children off at school and preschool, Scarlett and I headed over to Lowe’s for some retail/paint choosing therapy. This Lowe’s is in the direct flight path of McCarran International Airport. Yes…I live in the flight path of all of you wonderful friends who visit Vegas once a year. I live so close that I hear plane engines roar at night. Now, as I grabbed sweet Scarlett out of the car I noticed Mr. jumbo jet turn sideways a bit and then abort landing by gunning that sucker back into the air. (Those puke bags that are usually tucked neatly in the back of the seat will need to be replaced Miss Stewardess.)

Let’s just say it is stinkin windy today. It is windy season in Vegas baby! There are days with gusts of 70 mph winds that blow every loose trash bag in this city to Lake Mead. It may or may not have inadvertently cleaned out my car today when I opened the door to let Coop out at preschool. (Sorry Green Valley Methodist). At that very moment when I saw that plane abort landing…I wanted food. HUH?!? I ignored the weird urge and went back to my paint sample buying.

After staring out of the window for three hours today accomplishing NOTHING I realized what was happening. I’m reverting back to “Alabama tornado weather” stress binges. When I lived in the ‘ham, (Birmingham to my Vegas peeps), tornadic weather would boom about twice a month each spring. Ali would rock back and forth in front of the TV watching the hook echoes and munch on what the heck ever I could find…..chips, chocolate, tree bark….anything. Today, my friends, I felt the urge to chew…….as I nervously watched my neighbors palm tree snap in half and our trash can land on my neighbor’s fence. Vegas peeps are annoyed by the flying sand and swaying trees during these said wind storms. I, however, get petrified with memories of tornadoes…so I munched. I munched last week while watching my southern peeps deal, yet again, with horrific weather. I also chewed very frantically on my lip as my Excursion (Mr BIG and heavy diesel) rocked back and forth at the stop light today.

I apologize to my weight watchers points. Those allotted points were gone at 2:00 pm this afternoon. Today’s windstorm cancelled tball AND swim team practice. There is so much dust in the air that we could play tic tac toe with our pointy fingers on the car windshield. The weather forecast calls for “hazardous winds” until early tomorrow morning. Hey…….Martin kids…..where is the sugar free Jell-O?