Monday, February 25, 2013
You ARE (there's no might be about it) a Redneck if...
Sunday, February 24, 2013
I Dare Ya!
We went to dinner tonight for an early birthday celebration for Caroline. As is usually the case, one of the girls had to use the restroom halfway through. It's times like these I'm thankful they are both girls so that we can send them together and Brian and I can have a couple minute conversation while they are gone--we can cram a lot in those few minutes.
When they came back, they were giggling. As they were in the stall, Caroline dared Hope to fart--which Hope did...rather loudly. I'm not sure whether to be more embarrassed that these are the things my sweet almost 9 year old dares her sister to do, the fact that my beautiful 11 year old could do it on cue, or the fact that there were 2 little girls in the stall next to them who had wide eyes when my girls came out.
Lesson: Never play truth or dare with the Royal girls unless you have a nose plug.
When they came back, they were giggling. As they were in the stall, Caroline dared Hope to fart--which Hope did...rather loudly. I'm not sure whether to be more embarrassed that these are the things my sweet almost 9 year old dares her sister to do, the fact that my beautiful 11 year old could do it on cue, or the fact that there were 2 little girls in the stall next to them who had wide eyes when my girls came out.
Lesson: Never play truth or dare with the Royal girls unless you have a nose plug.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Bread and Butter
Every now and then my PWT (that's poor white trash for those of you North Dallas peeps) side pops out. I try to hide it but when it comes to comfort food, it peeks its head out for all to see.
I was tired tonight. And I really had no good reason to be tired but when you're tired, reasons don't matter anyway. I came home to dinner in the crockpot (yay for planning ahead) and sat down with my roast. As I was eating, I knew something was missing but I tried to ignore it.
Finally, I got up, grabbed a loaf of bread, pulled the butter out of the fridge and proceeded to have a piece of bread and butter with my dinner. No fancy rolls or even French bread--just plain ol Braums wheat bread and Land o Lakes butter.
Some days, there's just nothing better than the basics.
I was tired tonight. And I really had no good reason to be tired but when you're tired, reasons don't matter anyway. I came home to dinner in the crockpot (yay for planning ahead) and sat down with my roast. As I was eating, I knew something was missing but I tried to ignore it.
Finally, I got up, grabbed a loaf of bread, pulled the butter out of the fridge and proceeded to have a piece of bread and butter with my dinner. No fancy rolls or even French bread--just plain ol Braums wheat bread and Land o Lakes butter.
Some days, there's just nothing better than the basics.
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