Back to "Normal"

I'm moving on. I'm done with the whole wallet thing. Sonja's probably done did spend all my money by now, my cards are all cancelled and I'm on "credit watch" with the credit reporting agencies. BTW, apparently I have EXCELLENT credit. I think that's most likely attributed to the fact that I have A LOT of it, by way of monies I owe other people, but apparently that's not how it works. Whatever the reason, hopefully it will stay that way. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

That saga of the floors, however, continues. Gil, my supah excellent tile guy, is back this week finishing up where we left off a few weeks ago. Save for the grouting to be done tomorrow, we are done with the freakin' floors. Can I get a "Whoop Whoop"? Thanks.

Here's what they look like now. Please be kind and tell me that it looks FABULOUS and you would NEVER guess we didn't MEAN for it to look that fucked up awesome.
Oh, and he's also finishing up the backsplash, which has been 2/3 of the way tiled and 0/3 of the way grouted for the past 1 1/2 years. Don't ask. This is what it looks like after his efforts yesterday. Again, still needsd to be grouted, but it will get done TOMORROW, not in 2009. So, yay!

And those are copper tiles. The toe kicks are copper as well. It helps having a hubby who is a sheet metal guy, as we have all sorts of copper accents all over the inside & outside of our house. Maybe someday soon I'll take you for a copper tour of the G-Wine Posse's Hood. But only if you're lucky.

Dylan went to the Doctor today for his 3 year old check up. Holy shit. He's three. On Friday. T.H.R.E.E. I need a drink.

Anyway, he's just dandy and was the most well behaved, cooperative kid when the nurse and Doctor were checking him out. It was like some other being inhabited his body throughout the check up. And then, my dumb ass asks about this little wart-y looking thing on his chest. It's been hanging around for a few months now and doesn't seem to bother him, but I don't like looking at it. I want to pop it everytime I lay eyes on it. To make a long story short, the Doc decided it should be removed. So he scraped it off. You can imagine how well that went over. But, Dylan is now wart-y thing less and the promise of a popsicle when we got home perked him right up. As we were leaving the office he even said "That was fun!"

Here he is with his bandaid and his popsicle. Outside enjoying the 76 degree day.

Now, about that 76 degree day. It's been GORGEOUS here for the past 5 or 6 days. And when I say gorgeous, I mean that we've had that weather that makes EVERYTHING look pretty and fresh and you feel like all's right with the world, even though someone just stole your wallet and is probably at Costco having a $1.50 hot dog and a soda on your dime. It's been like that. Of course, it's still supposed to cold, cloudy, windy & possibly even rainy for the big party on Saturday. Son. Of. A. Bitch. As if the universe hasn't shit on me enough this past week, it's going to give me un-fun party weather. Bastard.

If you've noticed (or not because your first thought every day isn't "Oh My, AMomTwoBoys hasn't commented on my blog recently") I haven't really been commenting on blogs lately. Partly due to all the OTHER stuff I've been having to take care of and partly because I figured I'd try out this whole "Google Reader" thing. People, let me tell you, it's NOT working out for me. In theory, it's great. I love that I can take a quick peek and see who's got a new post up, but I find that once I'm done reading the post I don't bother to click over to their ACTUAL blog to leave a comment. I suppose that's pure laziness on my part, but that's the way the cookie crumbles. So, in case you're interested, I'm thinking about forgoing my Reader and going back to the old way of doing things. I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that. You're welcome.

And since several others of you have recently shared with us what google search results have directed people to your blogs, I shall share with you a few of mine:

Somewhere, US: fresh mom boy videos (?)
Palm Harbor, Florida: Moms & Boy Lovers (Sicko-get off the internet and see below)
Seattle, Washington: How to Institutionalize Myself (good luck with that)
My personal favorite, from our friends down under, in Australia:
I love pizza and want to eat it and rub it all over my body (Me too)

I'll leave you with that. Have a nice day.