How Do I Love Thee…Let Me Tell the Internet

I found this in my mailbox yesterday before I went to work. A little beat up, sorta “damp” but still awesome.

When I talked to my dad about sending it, I told him that he was to buy the stuff at the store where I worked with The Hubs. It was on sale. He wasn’t sure how many ears he could get into the box, so he took it with him and just filled it up in the produce section. I told him if he went early, he’d only run into people who know me, and since I worked there for five years, they know him too. In high school and for a couple years later, everyone acted like everything I did was normal. Because I don’t care what people think. Dad laughed because he knew this was true. So he agreed to do it.


My dad is not one to do funny things in public. He’s hilarious when it’s just the family. But remember what my dad looks like?


He doesn’t really look like the type of guy to do crazy things right? Well, after a quarter of a century being related to me, he finally is breaking down and doing stuff that I find “normal” that other people don’t normally do.



Even Katrina who works at the service desk at the store where The Hubs, Brat, and myself used to work at. She left me a message. And I’m sure she decided that my father mailing me a box full of fresh corn was completely normal.



I could almost swear I heard angels singing when I saw this. It was also almost enough to make me faint out of joy. If fainting out of joy is possible.



This? Well this was just icing on the cake, and a little bit orgasmic. And then, I remembered how much I hate shucking corn. Because the hairs? The hairs are a complete and utter pain, and take FOREVER to get out of the corn, or your teeth if you miss a few.



So I made the kids do it. Because I’m the best mom ever. And I sure as heck wasn’t going to be the one to stand over the trash can and peel hair and husk off ears of corn, when I had better things to do. You know, like take pictures of the corn, and read blogs.



Twelve minutes, one stick of butter, and a few grinds of salt and pepper later, this is what I had for dinner. So freakin’ good. And I still have ears to eat. And maybe now, you’ll understand why I say Indiana has the best corn in the world. (And it’s the prettiest. Illinois, Iowa, and Kansas all have beyond ugly corn.)


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Wordless Wednesday ~ Rain Rain Go Away!

(She’s asleep)


For more WW go here and here!

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Because I’m spoiled…

My birthday is soon. I called my dad to tell him what I want. You ready?


Corn. Shipped in from Indiana. He’s going to go out sometime in the next couple of days to take care of it for me.


There is NOTHING better than Indiana sweet corn. Food of the gods I tell you. (Or a state full of hicks, but whatever!)

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My Girlfriend, who Lives in Canada

Today, I finally decided I needed music on The Hub’s I-Pod. I decided to start on Broadway. I found the greatest album EVER!

The soundtrack to Avenue Q. You must download it, or find it somewhere.

Otherwise you will miss on some great giggles. With songs like “The Internet is for Porn” and “I’m Not Wearing Underwear Today” and my complete and total favorite “Everyone’s a Little Bit Racist”  It is NOT CHILD FRIENDLY. REPEAT: NOT CHILD FRIENDLY!!!!!

(I may have a sick, unhealthy obsession with John Tartaglia. But then again, I might not!)

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Daily Convo ~ Grandmas Rock!

Me: The guys want me to make a rhubarb pie. Do you have any advice? I’ve never made one before.

Gram: Good luck with that. I don’t like rhubarb.

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News At 10 ~ Haircut Bandits Strike Again



This is what happened when I went to the bathroom. My children and scissors. This is what their current mugshots look like. And I really want to strangle them.





It could have been worse. I am still not happy. Big Z has never had a hair cut (obviously). She’s in a wedding in a month. She’s going to have a real haircut soon. And Little Z. She still has the baby mullet. And now, we’re going to have to cut her hair in a way to hide the damage that they did.


And just because I don’t want to leave you with the ugly. Here’s some cute ballerinas.


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Non-Morbid Side of Death?

I’m going to make a confession to you all. I am addicted to stupid TV. You know, like everything that airs on E!. At this moment, instead of cleaning my house, or spending time with my children or husband (who are doing their own things mind you) I am watching Wildest Wedding Show Moments 2. Because I can’t NOT watch it. It’s a sick sick problem.


If you haven’t seen it, and you need a laugh, I’m sure it will be on again soon. You will be beyond happy that your family isn’t as messed up as the people on these shows. And if they are (like mine) Take comfort in the fact that you are not alone.

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