Where Did That Come From

Last night, after the boys went to bed, Hubbs and I were sitting in the living room, watching some cake baking show.

Hubbs: Just found out Erin is having another baby.
Me: Hmmm. That's nice.
Hubbs: You know, that makes her even with us.
Me: Yep.
Hubbs: We should have another baby. So, you know, we can stay ahead.
Me: (mouth dropping open and shaking my head back and forth) Oh no. No no no!
Hubbs: You don't want another baby?
Me: Fuuuuuuuck no.
Hubbs: Can we get another dog then?
Me: If it keeps you from even THINKING about us having another baby, yes. I will even let you go pick it out yourself.

I love my boys but the thought of getting pregnant again makes me want to run far far away. I am totally ok with adoption (of course) or even foster parenting in the future.

Ugh.

Under Control

I have got to get my home under control. I figured this out while I was tearing the living room apart looking for a Wii controller that had working batteries.

Ugh. We have junk everywhere. I have brand new dishes in the bedroom. I have boxes of clothes to be put in the yard sale (as soon as it gets warm enough to have one) sitting in the living room. I have half of our camping stuff in my pantry and the other half in my gardening shed. The bathroom Mulligan has come to a complete stop for the time being. The door is back up, btw.

Hubbs has decided that we don't have a "stuff" issue, we have a space issue. He wants to buy a house and use the trailer as a rental.

What? You want to move out of the trailer that we own free and clear and buy a house? Get a mortgage?

I told him that he was going bat-shit crazy. Especially since he hasn't worked in 16 MONTHS!

His response was, "Don't you want new furniture?" Duh? No new furniture. Especially if it comes with a mortgage. Dummy.

I would LOVE to have a house. And we could totally get a house for cheap cheap cheap right now. But I don't want to have a mortgage. Ever. Did I mention he has been furloughed for 16 months?

It is very realistic to pay cash for a house here. A decent 3-4 bedroom 2 bath house runs around $50-75k. If we ever get out of credit card debt, the car paid off and his ass back to work, we could easily save up $75k in about 2 years. My goal is to save up enough cash to have BIL come from Colorado and build us our house. He owns his own construction company and builds AMAZING houses for the rich people in ski towns.

So my answer to the stuff/space issue is to tackle 1 room every weekend. That would include:
1) Pulling every single thing out of the room
2) Deep cleaning-walls, floors, vents, lights, closets
3) Addressing any issues (like socket covers, burned out bulbs, holes, paint) immediately
4) Organizing junk into 4 piles: keep, throw out, yard sale and donate
5) Find everything in the keep pile a home in the room
6) Take the throw out pile to the dump, box up the yard sale pile and take the donate pile to the local donation places

And then move on to the next room. It doesn't sound like much fun but I think if I stick to it, I can get it all done in 2 months. And then all I have to do is maintain it.

That makes a lot more sense than buying a whole new house. It would be psuedo-moving. If I make Hubbs help he might realize just how much work moving really is.

Nice

Now the dogs have decided 5:30 a.m. is a good time to get up.

Atleast the kids are still asleep.

Perverts Beware

So you all know I use a traffic counter right? I think I have mentioned it before.

If I didn't say it before, I use a traffic counter. On both blogs.


It shows me all kinds of neat stuff about my blog traffic. I get to see which pages are the most popular, where a visitor came from, how many times a visitor has been to my blog and even a visitor's country, city, state and IP address and how long the visitor stayed at my blog. I don't check it often, maybe a few times a week.
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Well, I was looking at my traffic counter stats this morning for my other blog and noticed an unusual navigation pattern.

This visitor found my blog through a Google search for "Older Boys In Diapers". (This is the point I stop calling this "visitor" a visitor and start calling him/her a pervert.)

So this pervert is in Germany and sat on my blog for a little over 2 hours.

Ok, unless you are family, that blog really isn't THAT interesting. It is just current news on the kids. But I do have my Photobucket Album links posted which makes me a little nervous (ok, to be honest, homicidal and grossed out).

So now I am really pissed off. The Photobucket links are coming down today.

Having been through some pretty tough things in my childhood, my mind automatically thinks perverts and child molesters. I did consider that it might have been just a normal visitor and not some twatwaffle getting their rocks off. I did consider it, I promise.

But then I clicked on the link that my traffic counter provided for "Older Boys In Diapers". I really don't recommend googling it. I would rather claw my own eyes out and then pour salt in the sockets than see that kind of shit again. Disturbing. I guess there is quite the fetish audience for "Drinkers and Stinkers". It WAS the topic of a CSI episode after all.


So..........Dear Pervert In Germany,
You are lucky you don't live anywhere near me. I am not a momma to mess with. Really. If you are really THAT desperate for some action, please go to a bar or pick up a hooker. At the very least, go to an actual Porn website and look at snatch. Don't Google about kids in diapers. That is just gross. Have some self respect and drop the pedophile fetishes. It really isn't cool and you have really pissed me off.
K Thanks Bye

I could be a weather girl

See, the weather is pretty consistent around here. Other than freaky snow in May, it is the same every day.

Here is my weather forecast for the next week:

Wednesday (Today)- Windy and Hot
Thursday (May 22)- Windy and Hot
Friday (May 23)- Windy and Hot
Saturday (May 24)- Windy and Hot
Sunday (May 25)- Windy and Hot
Monday (May 26)- Windy and Hot
Tuesday (May 27)- Windy and Hot

I cant understand why the professional weather girl/guy can not get this right! It is soooo simple.

Ok, I am finished with my PSA for the day.