I AM an Expert

"An expert is a person who has made all the mistakes that can be made in a very narrow field." - Niels Bohr

So hey, I am an expert mom according to Mr Bohr here. Thankgoodness...I was starting to worry since my kids are always trying to go home with other families....

Blogs Have Personality Types

Ever wonder what brand of crazy you are spouting on your blog? Typalyzer will tell you your personality type based on your blog.

Thanks to Bookshelves of Doom for posting this, it was interesting...while I am normally an ENFP or INFJ depending on how outgoing I feel that day, or how pissed at the world I am at the moment, however, my blog type was the following:


ISFP - The Artists

The gentle and compassionate type. They are especially attuned their inner values and what other people need. They are not friends of many words and tend to take the worries of the world on their shoulders. They tend to follow the path of least resistance and have to look out not to be taken advantage of. They often prefer working quietly, behind the scene as a part of a team. They tend to value their friends and family above what they do for a living.


I can agree with some of this...but um...a shrinking violet I am not...(especially if you give me a microphone...then I think I am a rock star...)

So as with everything...take it for what it is worth. It was fun to do!

Maybe THATS the Problem...

Henry is sneezing his brains out, literally.

Henry has yet another cold. So I am doing the, tissue chase, which is really not only to make him more comfortable, but to protect my entire house from being covered with his runny nose by the end of day.

When he blows his nose, I find (like many other things) I say the same thing my parents did to me:

"Blow, Blow harder, Blow your brains out" To get three good blows before taking the tissue away...

Today at lunch Henry's nose was running, and I asked if he needed a tissue, his response?

Typical Henry: "Ive been getting a lot of those."

Me: "What Tissues?"

Henry: "No, those runny brains coming out."

Note to self: Children are very literal, must remember so as not to alarm preschool teachers when my son goes to school complaining of his brains running out.

Killer Icicles and Pretty Blankets

I am pretty sure that you may have clicked on this entry just because the title sounded a bit exotic... well it isn't.

OK so maybe the killer icicle is. Those of you that have read "The Lovely Bones" and wanted the guy who died by the icicle to die a horrible death...this one is for you:

I tried to get my grill in there so that you would know how Large this puppy is. My husband is a little scared of it, he tried to take it down with a shovel, then we decided perhaps it would discourage our neighbors dog from pooping in our yard if it was looming overhead...either way...it is a monster and is growing everyday...

OK so the blanket thing: My sister and brother-in-law got me this exquisite blanket the other day..... I look at it every day and just smile, it is a deep red, and the opposite side is a tan color...my two colors of choice...and it just makes me happy.

It isn't only my colors, but it also has leaves and birds on it...two of my other favorite things on fabric...(along with circles, and owls...)

So since it makes me happy I am sharing it here.

All because I won school board and they were proud of me...hmmmm, wonder what I get if I run for vice-president...I figure since I am running for school board now, the way that qualifications are going these days, I should be ready for a Vice President nomination in 4 years, besides, I can ALMOST see Canada from my house!

(Just a little humor no offending intended)

I promised Henry wouldn't make my days serious forever!

Jamie is on his way up to Bucksport for a meeting tonight, so the kids and I are dining on 5 star affair...grilled cheese and soup from a can...I know that I should do better than that, but somehow, I just can't seem to get motivated to feed my children...is that a problem?

So we are sitting at the bar, (because apparently not only can I not fix my kids a healthy meal, I can't manage to set a table for them to eat at either...) Marshall announces that they are studying electricity in science. Caroline, my ever curious child says "what exactly is electronicity???" (no that is not a typo)

Henry turns in all seriousness and says "It is when Atoms are 2 degrees"

Now, I have to tell you, I look in astonishment at the boy, thinking...oh perhaps you ARE smart, maybe all those times you were banging your head on the wall, and running in circles until you fell I jumped to conclusions... (not that this was an accurate description of electricity, but to know that it involved atoms, well that was exciting.)

Then he proceeds to giggle and say "Atom tickles me and plays rough games"

Yeah, that's when I realized that he was talking about Adam his cousin and who in the heck knows what in the world the 2 degrees was...well, at least I had a moment of hope that the boy would someday move out of my basement...it may have been a fleeting moment, but I had it.

Things That Make You Say HMMMMM

I know that I have fallen on the serious side a few times lately, but no worries, my life is still a circus with little to no end of funny material to write about.

However, If you have kids, or have ever been a student well, I think that this is a good thing to watch...

A fellow school board member sent this to all of us the other day....

Why I Would Rather Be on the Board Than in the Office

OK so I have a new train wreck show. We all know that I have a weakness for really bad TV...

It all started with Joe Millionaire when we first moved to Maine. We had no life and our apartment was freezing, so we would get in bed and watch TV...

There has also been The Rock of Love. I generally can't even watch a whole show because I feel an extreme need to shower after about 10 minutes. It is just horrible, but I somehow can't stop watching...

but this one... this one has me hooked. Even my husband couldn't turn it off. We sat there with drool coming out of the corner of our mouths as our brains slowly turned to mush through the TruTV cannel…that I didn’t even know existed until yesterday.

We were both tired, so we decided to just take a break and sit for a few minutes… It all started out innocent enough, I poured through my seed catalogues, he did Sudoko puzzles and we left the “to do” list on the refrigerator.

Then, like a little beacon of light, The Principal's Office...Click on it...I dare you...

Maybe it is just because I was a middle school teacher, that I got so addicted, because it brought back the memories of how obnoxious kids are at that age...or perhaps it was flash backs to how obnoxious I WAS at that age...But one thing is for sure...this is why I am thinking about home schooling my daughter in middle school!

This was our favorite one, (it has been made shorter than the one on the actually show so it isn't quite as funny...but still you get the point!) We both just sat there not knowing whether we would have laughed or knocked the boys heads together, but either way…we were entertained until we felt so guilty for watching that much TV that we peeled ourselves off the couch to get takeout...