White Trash At Its Finest

Last night Josh said we should do a roast for dinner tomorrow (meaning today). I thought oh good, easy enough. He wanted to do it with Coke. Of course we don't have any, it was late last night, I just said that I'd get some in the morning before I put the roast in the crock pot. If only it had truly been that simple.

It already started out a bad morning. Halle was screaming, Chloee was teasing her and I was wasted. I remembered at about 9 am that my visiting teachers were coming at 10. Crap!!! I hurried and threw Halle in the car. She's screaming, I'm trying to find Chloee, she's crying because she can't find her shoes. I told her just to put the flip flops on, she's not getting out of the car anyway. One was white and one was brown, I swear she's color blind. I'm still in my pajama pants, which are SUPER bright, I have my glasses on, no bra no makeup, a jacket and hair like I just woke up... oh yes and I couldn't find my shoes ANYWHERE and my girls were crying in the car so I just put on my high heels from church, they were the only things I could find, plus I wasn't planning on going into a store, so I didn't care.

My plan was to drive up to one of those pop machines on the outside of a grocery store, park right up there next to it, hop out and get one. I drive to Albertson's, only a Pepsi machine. Crap!!! I start driving through the complexes over there looking everywhere. Not a one. I drive past Wal-Mart and see that right there on the inside in the front were some machines. Yeah! I wasn't planning on getting out of the car and into a store because of the way I looked and I didn't want to unbuckle the girls.

After a long debate, I decided to just hurry and go, maybe no one would see me where I wasn't actually going INSIDE the store. I haul the girls out and you can hear the high heels clanking on the ground. Oh, I finally get in there and dig out some change, put it in, push for Coke, out comes Sprite. WHAT!!!??? You've got to be kidding me!!! I run over to the girl at the front that greets you and I told her that I pushed for a Coke but got a Sprite. She said, "Well, you'll have to go talk to Customer Service about getting a refund." I looked at her and said, "I can't go in the store looking like THIS!" Awhhh! I went back and scrounged up another .75 cents and put it in, pushed the Coke button below that one. Surely, they couldn't both be screwed up, right? WRONG.... Another Sprite came out! After a few choice words and throwing my hands up in the air, I sat down and started to hyperventilate.

Finally, I just went in the store to just go through the check-out and buy a stupid bottle at the stand there. Of course because it is so early in the morning and I wasn't on the grocery side, there is only 1 lane open at that end. There were 7 people in line. I wanted to die. Oh yes and also, people everywhere are staring at me. You can hear that I'm in heels and the flashy pants didn't help me any. I was mortified. I wouldn't be surprised if I see myself in one of those Wal-Mart emails that go around with pictures of the white trash in Wal-Mart.

I'm standing there in line and this lady in front of me keeps turning back and glancing at me. She probably did it about 3 times before this conversation broke out:

Me: "Are you looking at me thinking I am such white trash because of my clothes?"

Her: "Uhhhh no, I was just looking at how comfortable you look."

Me: "I don't normally dress like this, I was planning on just hopping out fast and buying a coke, but everything seems to go wrong when I leave my house. I'm in heels for crying out loud! I couldn't find my shoes."

Her: "I thought you looked super comfy, then I saw your heels and thought... WHAT?"

Then we both just laughed and people still stared at me the whole way out. No joke, I felt like I had a big sign on my head that said, "Please stare at me, if you do, I'll give you a million dollars!". A lesson learned today, NEVER leave your house thinking that you don't care what you look like because you're not actually going to go inside a store or that you won't see anyone you know! It will happen, Murphy will hunt you down and embarrass you somehow! What a day and that was all before 10 am.

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Family Bowling

We decided that every payday we are going to go out and do something fun as a family. Every payday Josh has work off. He gets every other Friday off, so that is when we go out and do something wild and adventurous.... like bowling. Ok, not so wild but it is extremely entertaining for everyone around us to watch me bowl because I suck so bad.

Chloee was so cute bowling, in the geeky shoes and all. We had it so that the bumpers came up on her turn and she used this ramp to help her. She thought it was the coolest thing ever.

Dad and the Hallsies just chillin' out together between turns.

I tried to get some pictures of Josh actually bowling but they sucked. I didn't want to take my big camera with me so I just took Josh's little camera so the resolution is awful. Do you like that first picture of him? What a serious face! Ha ha, I made him pose for that shot.

Not that anyone wants to see this but it has a funny story behind it. I said to Josh, "Here take the camera and get a backside shot of me bowling." This is what I got. I should have known, he was laughing the whole time he had the camera.

This little girl was dying to be able to hold a ball or roll it, pretty much anything but sit still and be good. She started crawling over into other people's lanes, trying to stand up where the ball return is and dance around it, you name it, she was doing it.

Yes, we actually know how to spell our daughter's name but the moron at the check-in counter didn't. I spelled it for her like 5 times as she was typing it in and we still came out with Chole, seriously? Yeah, she totally kicked our hineys. Granted, she did have the bumpers, ok, we just suck. Look at mine. I seriously threw a gutter on almost every single frame. So embarrassing!

The place where we went bowling was at Sparetime Family Fun Center. It has laser tag, arcades, lots of stuff, so after we went over and the girls rode a few things. Halle looks like she's half asleep on this elephant (?), I have no idea what animal that is.

Halle seriously thought this car they were riding in was the funnest thing ever! I love that girl's smile!

That night we went over to some friends' house to play games. I actually put makeup on. My gosh, Josh probably didn't even know who I was. I really need to do that more during the week. I really HATE (that is a huge understatement) to take makeup off at night! I hate it more than I can even express!!!

Mom vs Cinderella

This morning Chloee and I had this conversation:

Chloee: "Mom, can I watch Cinderella?"

Me: "Sure, if you can find it."

Chloee: "Here it is Mom. Will you sit down and watch it with me?"

Me: "I can't sweetie, I have to clean."

Chloee: "Oh, I see. You're going to clean like Cinderella, huh?!"

Me: "Yeah, I guess so."

Chloee: " Yeah but Cinderella mops. I don't ever see you with a mop, Mom. Maybe you should watch Cinderella with me so that you can learn how to clean!"

I guess Cinderella wins!

Some Random Things

Matthew wrestling with Chloee. She was totally whooping his butt. Of course he was letting her but still she felt pretty good about herself. I thought it was so cute. Oh and my dad was down there referring the whole thing.

My parents, Jordan and Matthew stayed down at our house last night. Matthew had a wrestling tournament at the Syracuse High School down here. It is about 3 miles from our house so they wouldn't have to wake up so early to get down for weigh in. It was lots of fun to have them down here. Chloee went crazy happy while my mom was here. Every time they're together they make cookies, today was no different. She was very happy and started to cry when they left.


Halle has been needing some shoes for a while because she always rips her socks off when we are at a store and I never notice until we're in the car. Needless to say, we have a lot of mismatched socks, lots! We got such a good deal on them. She has to have the wide width ones because her feet are so fat. They were both on clearance from $13 each to $4. One of them was considered "defective" because the little strap on the top was stitched backwards. No big deal for me, so I asked her if I could get a discount because they were "defective". She gave me 50% off. Wahoo... I got it for $2. I got 2 pairs of shoes for a total of $6! AWESOME!!!


This girl gets so dirty when she eats. We have to take off all of her clothes and we usually end up giving her a bath after breakfast and dinner. She is so crazy. She thinks that if half of her food isn't on the floor, down the front of her or in her hair, then she didn't have enough fun while eating.


After she takes her baths, we always give her what we call a "tuft" with her hair. It is so cute. You can kind of see it in this picture.

It Should Be Banned From The English Language...

Yes, that is right, the word "no" needs to never be spoken again. If Chloee tells me "no" one more time, I think that I might explode. I hate that word, I despise it, I loathe it, the very thought of it makes me want to hurl. Every time I hear it come out of her mouth, I cringe like I'm hearing the F word.

I remember when I was so excited for her to be able to talk and I tried to work with her to do it when she was younger. Oh, how excited you are for your first to talk. Now, with Halle, are you kidding me, if she never talks, I'd be a happy mother. Okay, not really but if she never talked back or screamed or yelled or said no, then I'd be okay with it. Oh wait, that child doesn't exist!

I tell Chloee to do something, all I get is, "No". I tell her to go to her room, "No" she says. She is so dramatic. She screams and yells the entire way up the stairs to her room. If you're close by on her way up, she'll swat at you. She'll stop at the top of the stairs turn around and says, "I don't like you! I want a new Mommy! (spits)". It doesn't even affect me. Usually, I say back, "Well, I don't like you very much right now either." Oh, then she screams at the top of her lungs and runs into her room, as she slams the door as hard as she can. If I go up to talk to her about it or to spank her bottom, she just laughs at me, which only infuriates me more! I shut the door and lock it. Yes, we put the lock on the outside. She then proceeds to throw things at the door. AWHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

This is all before 10:00 AM. I think that my child is actually trying to kill me. She wants to see the headline, "Local Mother Killed By 3 Year Old Daughter" the caption below would say; "A local woman died this afternoon after having enough of her 3 year old disobeying and she screamed so loud, she passed out and never came to again." Okay, was that a little morbid sounding? I didn't mean for it to sound like that. Just venting, it's been a long, long, hard, frustrating day.

The Biggest Accomplishment Ever

I have never been able to swallow pills. It has been such a pain all my life, you have no idea. The only person who truly knows is my mom because she's got the same problem. I have heard it all, yada yada... "you swallow food bigger than the pill" blah, blah blah. Just this past year I have been able to swallow really small pills, which is a huge accomplishment for me because I've never been able to even do that. Now that I have to take some meds everyday, I've gotten a little bit better at it.

Today was the big accomplishment. I have these huge pills from my oral surgeon because I have an infection in my mouth. I can't swallow them, they are huge and the stuff inside the capsules is disgusting, I threw it up. Well, today I was finally able to swallow that huge pill (as shown above) and not even with water or anything, just shoved it in with a chewed up string cheese and swallowed. I was so proud, I had to document it! A whole new world has opened up for me!!!