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May 9, 2016
Question of the Month and Boredom Buster

I'm a little late for the Question of Month, hosted by Michael D'Agostino. But, better late than never. The question is, "What three pieces of advice would you give to a new blogger, to help them on their blogging journey? "
1. Blog about something that interests you. You'll have a lot of blogging to do, so you might as well like what you're writing about.
2. Blog at least three times a week, especially when you're getting started. (I used to blog 7 days a week, but now I just can't. It's a challenge just getting on here a couple of times a week. Sorry!)
3. Reach out to other bloggers and comment regularly on their blogs. That's what makes blogging fun. You develop relationships. You comment on their blogs, they comment on yours.
And just because I'm the Mama, and I like to give advice, I'll give one more.
4. Participate in the A-Z challenge in April. If you're having trouble connecting with other bloggers, this is a great place to meet them and get the relationship process going.
Do you have any advice for new bloggers?
Now for the story:
The other day, I watched my daughter as she tapped on her phone. The sounds she produced on it were strangely familiar.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"De-boring myself," she answered.
I wasn't sure "de-boring" was a word, but I went with the flow. "And how exactly are you doing that?"
She showed me her screen. Numbers were on it - just like how it would look if she was making a phone call. (I know, it's kind of odd to see a phone being used as a phone these days.) As she tapped the numbers, they made tones. And the tones made music. "It's a One Direction song," she said.
I listened again. It was indeed a One Direction song. She played quite a variety of tunes that way. I was impressed. (It's just too bad she wasn't interested in playing something called a piano. That would be a real boredom buster!)
Published on May 09, 2016 10:56
May 6, 2016
The Day of Mayonaise
Yesterday, was Cinco de Mayo - a big party day for Americans and the fine folks in Mexico. (Personally I think it's just an excuse to drink a lot of alcohol.) Anyway, my son learned about this day in school. But before he did, he had to take a test to see what he already knew. Here's how that went:
Question: What does Cinco de Mayo mean?
My Son's Answer: Hold the Mayo.
Question: What does Cinco de Mayo celebrate?
My Son's Answer: The glorious existence of mayonnaise.
So there you go, ladies and gentlemen. Cinco de Mayo is all about mayonnaise. Bet you had no idea!
Before I go, I'd like to wish all moms a very Happy Mother's Day! (We celebrate here in the United States this Sunday.)
Question: What does Cinco de Mayo mean?
My Son's Answer: Hold the Mayo.
Question: What does Cinco de Mayo celebrate?
My Son's Answer: The glorious existence of mayonnaise.
So there you go, ladies and gentlemen. Cinco de Mayo is all about mayonnaise. Bet you had no idea!
Before I go, I'd like to wish all moms a very Happy Mother's Day! (We celebrate here in the United States this Sunday.)
Published on May 06, 2016 10:47
May 3, 2016
Hungry Boys
If you are friends with me on Facebook, you know that Bubba broke his arm on Friday. He was not a happy camper! His friends decided to come over our house and cheer him up. We're talking five teenaged boys. Naturally, we had to feed and entertain them. My husband ordered two large pizzas and two, two-liter bottles of Coke. The boys plowed through all of it in no time.
In the meantime, I had gone to the grocery store to do our weekly shopping. I came home and brought in the food-filled bags. It took several trips. On my last trip, I noticed all five boys digging through the bags. I also noticed five empty yogurt containers sitting on the counter.
"Did you just eat all the yogurt I bought?" I asked.
My son grinned. "Yes. And the blackberries. And the bananas. And the box of pita crackers!"
Oy!
In the meantime, I had gone to the grocery store to do our weekly shopping. I came home and brought in the food-filled bags. It took several trips. On my last trip, I noticed all five boys digging through the bags. I also noticed five empty yogurt containers sitting on the counter.
"Did you just eat all the yogurt I bought?" I asked.
My son grinned. "Yes. And the blackberries. And the bananas. And the box of pita crackers!"
Oy!
Published on May 03, 2016 10:14
April 27, 2016
Terrifying Bloodworms
"Mama, did you know that bloodworms are the scariest worms on the planet?" my son asked.
I popped out a frozen cube of them and watched it bob in our African clawed frog's aquarium. They were the frog's dinner. "What? These things?" The red blob hardly looked like a terrifying entity.
"Yeah. They're worse than leeches."
"No kidding?" I said. "How do you know?"
"I saw a video. They have sharp teeth and can suck the blood out of you. That's why they're called blood worms."
I had to see this. So I watched a video.
And another.
Are you totally grossed out yet?
Those little buggers are at the very least, quite disgusting! I'm so glad Croaky, our frog eats them. The world is a better place because of him!
I popped out a frozen cube of them and watched it bob in our African clawed frog's aquarium. They were the frog's dinner. "What? These things?" The red blob hardly looked like a terrifying entity.
"Yeah. They're worse than leeches."
"No kidding?" I said. "How do you know?"
"I saw a video. They have sharp teeth and can suck the blood out of you. That's why they're called blood worms."
I had to see this. So I watched a video.
And another.
Are you totally grossed out yet?
Those little buggers are at the very least, quite disgusting! I'm so glad Croaky, our frog eats them. The world is a better place because of him!
Published on April 27, 2016 09:40
April 25, 2016
Peculiar Paint Job
Before I share my story, I wanted to tell you about the sneak peak of the up-coming anthology, The Thing That Turned Me. Contributing author, Tara Tyler, has compiled a list of blurbs from all of the authors. If you like to check it out, go here.
Now for the story.
"Mom," my teenaged daughter said. "I have failed at life."
"What?" I asked. I hardly thought she failed at life.
"Look," she said pointing down at her bare leg.
I looked. She was wearing shorts, but under that, she had something else. "What the heck is that?"
"Body paint."
I squinted, trying to figure out what in the world she had painted on her leg. "Did you paint candy corn on your leg?"
She laughed. "No. I painted the universe. And those are stars."
"Stars?"
"Yeah. See, I told you I failed at life."
I shook my head. "No. But you'd better figure out how to get that candy corn off your leg. And the black abyss they're revolving in."
She came up with a great way. A water balloon fight. She and her friend filled up about a hundred water balloons. By the end of the fight, there was nothing but black streaks running down her leg. So much for the candy corn universe.
Now for the story.
"Mom," my teenaged daughter said. "I have failed at life."
"What?" I asked. I hardly thought she failed at life.
"Look," she said pointing down at her bare leg.
I looked. She was wearing shorts, but under that, she had something else. "What the heck is that?"
"Body paint."
I squinted, trying to figure out what in the world she had painted on her leg. "Did you paint candy corn on your leg?"
She laughed. "No. I painted the universe. And those are stars."
"Stars?"
"Yeah. See, I told you I failed at life."
I shook my head. "No. But you'd better figure out how to get that candy corn off your leg. And the black abyss they're revolving in."
She came up with a great way. A water balloon fight. She and her friend filled up about a hundred water balloons. By the end of the fight, there was nothing but black streaks running down her leg. So much for the candy corn universe.
Published on April 25, 2016 09:39
April 19, 2016
Challenge Gone Wrong
My twelve-year-old son walked in the house yesterday, completely drenched.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"I did the water bottle challenge," he answered.
"The what?" I couldn't wait to hear what this was all about.
"My friend challenged me to put a water bottle on my head, with the cap loose. Then I had to ride my bike."
"You rode your bike with an open water bottle on your head?" I couldn't believe it.
"Yeah. It stayed on for about two seconds, and then fell off, and the water spilled all over me."
I shook my head. "Dude. Did it ever occur to you, that it's pretty much impossible to ride a bike and keep anything but a helmet on your head? And why didn't you try this trick with the cap securely fastened?"
He looked at me funny. "Why would I do that? It wouldn't be much of a challenge if the cap was on. The fun is getting wet."
Oh. Right. Of course.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"I did the water bottle challenge," he answered.
"The what?" I couldn't wait to hear what this was all about.
"My friend challenged me to put a water bottle on my head, with the cap loose. Then I had to ride my bike."
"You rode your bike with an open water bottle on your head?" I couldn't believe it.
"Yeah. It stayed on for about two seconds, and then fell off, and the water spilled all over me."
I shook my head. "Dude. Did it ever occur to you, that it's pretty much impossible to ride a bike and keep anything but a helmet on your head? And why didn't you try this trick with the cap securely fastened?"
He looked at me funny. "Why would I do that? It wouldn't be much of a challenge if the cap was on. The fun is getting wet."
Oh. Right. Of course.
Published on April 19, 2016 05:57
April 14, 2016
Big Dreams
"Mama," my twelve-year-old son said. "I'm going to buy a yacht."
I looked at the kid. "Really? You're going to need a lot of money to do that!"
"How much?" he asked.
"At least a million dollars," I said.
He didn't believe me, so he had to check it out for himself. He found a nice yacht. It looked like this:
Do you know how much it cost? $99, 950,000.00
"Dude. That's way out of your price range," I said.
"It sounds like a rip-off," he said. "But I still want a yacht."
He walked over to the phone and called one of his buddies. They had a conversation regarding the yacht. After he was done, he came up to me and said, "We've got it all figured out. We're going to split the cost. And if that doesn't work, we're going to buy a cruise ship. Those have to be less expensive than yachts!"
I looked at the kid. "Really? You're going to need a lot of money to do that!"
"How much?" he asked.
"At least a million dollars," I said.
He didn't believe me, so he had to check it out for himself. He found a nice yacht. It looked like this:

Do you know how much it cost? $99, 950,000.00
"Dude. That's way out of your price range," I said.
"It sounds like a rip-off," he said. "But I still want a yacht."
He walked over to the phone and called one of his buddies. They had a conversation regarding the yacht. After he was done, he came up to me and said, "We've got it all figured out. We're going to split the cost. And if that doesn't work, we're going to buy a cruise ship. Those have to be less expensive than yachts!"
Published on April 14, 2016 10:47
April 11, 2016
Chef Bubba's Concoction
My son, Bubba, has been watching the Food Channel's series, Chopped. That's the one where a bunch of chefs compete against each other, and each week a chef is "chopped" out of the series, until only one is left standing. Apparently, this series has motivated the boy to do some creative cooking.
The other day he put down a fancy plate in front of me. Around the edges, was drizzled chocolate syrup. Strawberries and sliced radishes (which he thought were cucumbers) were arranged to look like flowers on the plate. In the middle, were two types of eggs - scrambled with onions, and a couple that were done over-easy.
It looked very nice. (I took a picture, but unfortunately, I have not been able to locate it in my files.)
"Here, Mama," he said. "This is for you."
"Thanks, Bubba," I said. I wasn't too sure about the chocolate - onion - egg - radish combination, but I figured if I didn't mix them, it would be okay.
I started on the scrambled eggs with onions. As I took the first bite, I noticed something wasn't quite right. "Dude, did you put sugar in these eggs?"
He nodded. "Sugar, salt, and pepper. And onions."
I made a face. "How much sugar?"
He shrugged. "About three tablespoons."
Ugh!
The boy passed on presentation, but we're going to have to work on taste, because my boy would have definitely been chopped! (His over-easy eggs were good, though, so there's hope!)
The other day he put down a fancy plate in front of me. Around the edges, was drizzled chocolate syrup. Strawberries and sliced radishes (which he thought were cucumbers) were arranged to look like flowers on the plate. In the middle, were two types of eggs - scrambled with onions, and a couple that were done over-easy.
It looked very nice. (I took a picture, but unfortunately, I have not been able to locate it in my files.)
"Here, Mama," he said. "This is for you."
"Thanks, Bubba," I said. I wasn't too sure about the chocolate - onion - egg - radish combination, but I figured if I didn't mix them, it would be okay.
I started on the scrambled eggs with onions. As I took the first bite, I noticed something wasn't quite right. "Dude, did you put sugar in these eggs?"
He nodded. "Sugar, salt, and pepper. And onions."
I made a face. "How much sugar?"
He shrugged. "About three tablespoons."
Ugh!
The boy passed on presentation, but we're going to have to work on taste, because my boy would have definitely been chopped! (His over-easy eggs were good, though, so there's hope!)
Published on April 11, 2016 09:18
April 4, 2016
Question of the Month and Messy Room

It's time for Question of the Month hosted by Michael D'Agostino. Today's question is right in line with the A-Z challenge that's going on. (Sorry I'm not participating. There's just too much going on in my life and I don't have time to do it.) The question is, "What is your favorite thing that begins with the letter, C?"
Well, that's easy. Chocolate!
Now for the story:
My daughter is a typical teenager, and her room reflects this. I can't tell you how much stuff she has. That stuff usually ends up all over her floor. I finally decided I wasn't going to pick up after her any more. She's a big girl, so she can clean her own abode.
Two days ago, she came downstairs in the morning, looking like she had been through a war. "Mom, I'm sore," she announced.
I raised my eyebrows. "Rough night?"
"Yeah. I had to sleep on the floor. There was too much stuff on my bed."
I chuckled. "What are you going to do about it?"
She shrugged. "Clean my room?"
Good idea. So now, ladies and gentlemen, my daughter has a very clean room, and last night she was able to sleep in her bed. Let's see how long that lasts!
Published on April 04, 2016 08:08
April 1, 2016
My Life According To . . . Music Challenge

As I was perusing the blogosphere, I came across this cool challenge over at my dear friend, Shady's pad. It apparently originated at Doglady's Den. The challenge is to answer a bunch of questions using song titles from an artist. (Has to be the same artist for all of them.) Shady did an awesome job with his. He inspired me to give it a try over here. So, let's see how I do. You guys can guess the artist as you read, and see if you're right. (For a lot of you, you'll probably get it on the first one.)
Are you male or female?
Uptown Girl
Describe yourself:
The Entertainer
How do you feel?
New York State of Mind
Describe where you currently live.
No Man's Land
If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
The Great Wall of China
Your favorite form of transportation:
The Downeaster Alexa
Your best friend is:
Piano Man
Your favorite color is:
Scandinavian Skies
What's the weather like?
Summer, Highland Falls
Favorite time of day?
This Night
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?
Modern Woman
What is life to you?
All About Soul
Your relationships?
A Matter of Trust
Your fear?
I Go to Extremes
What is the best advice you have to give?
Honesty
If you could change your name, you would change it to:
Laura
Thought for the day:
You're Only Human
How you would like to die:
Keeping the Faith
Your motto:
Get it Right the First Time
And that is my life according to . . .

Billy Joel! One of my favorite recording artists!
Here's one of my favorite songs from him: River of Dreams.
If you'd like to do the challenge, feel free to do so. It's fun!
Published on April 01, 2016 04:36