for REAL?

If THIS doesn't make your blood boil, you're not alive.
It makes me want to say swear words.

What is going on here exactly?

Kid Rock is singing Sweet Home Alabama to a Werewolves of London lick...I'm confused.
Kid Rock + Sweet Home Alabama...I can accept.
Kid Rock + Warren Zevon=disconnect...its like Leona Whats-her-name + Robert Plant...what???
These are things that confuse me and make me irritable, probably because they highlight how near to death I truly am, since only an old-fart would even recognize Werewolves of London, let alone know who sung it...arrgh, stick a fork in me. ( or would you rather Gag me with a spoon?)

parenting's most embarassing moments

We all have those moments as parents when we wish we could just disappear. The problem is, we almost never CAN just disappear. Here is a decade old story about a certain 2 year old who will remain semi-anonymous. Lets just call her "Og" that sounds like a good Cave Hair name.

So, "Og" was 2 and it was time to potty train. I've never been one for pull-ups, I think they give the kids a sort of "permission" to have accidents and prolong the training period. So, when potty training a two year old, I always carry along extra panties, but what, oh what do you do when "Og" has already splashed through the 3 extra sets you brought and you're still waiting in an excruciatingly slow Dr's office for another child's checkup? You let "Og" go commando...yes that's right, bunderless. This can present a problem when "Og" is wearing a dress. In particularly, because if "Og" were to say, have a bowel movement while dressed ( or not dressed) in this manner there would be nothing to hold it in,up off the floor.

So, I will admit, that I am not always right on top of what my children are doing at any given moment. I have been known to pick up a magazine and read it while my children are playing in a play area, and that is exactly what I was doing this fine day when I started smelling an awful smell. I checked my shoes, nothing there, must be my imagination. I returned to my reading. Then a horrible ruckus errupted next to me when a small child threw a memorable temper tantrum because she wanted to go play in the play area. The father insisted that she could NOT play over there, no matter what. Finally, after much persistence the child demanded to know why, and the father said, quite loudly, "Because somebody POOPED OVER THERE". I went running over to grab my own fragile children away from the area where some disgusting child pooped on the floor only to find one clothed in a rather wet dress. Yes, the one who was going commando! ( which, frankly, I had forgotten about)Oh shoot, Oh shoot, this did not happen...oh yes it did! The lovely 12" turd laying on the floor of the pediatricians play area shared DNA with my lovely "Og". Off to the ladies room to clean up. We had nothing left but a baby blanket to wear. No underwear, no diaper, no dress. Just a baby blanket. But "Og"s older sister needed to see the Dr. We couldn't reschedule. So we re-entered the waiting room, dressed roman style in a baby blanket just in time to see a disembodied hand reach through a station at the service counter to distribute a lengthy spray of Lysol disinfectant and air-freshener into the waiting room. I don't know who picked up the poop, it was gone when I came back for it. Obviously everybody knew it was me, obviously everybody could see that I was ill-prepared for an all day outing with a potty training two year old, and obviously I wanted to crawl under the chair and die.
But I didn't.

In Unity and In Love

"Because their hearts were knit they were magnified in their power."-Henry B. Eyering Oct 5th General Conference address.

Join us a here for thoughts and actions intended to draw Sisters into a Spiritually, Emotionally, and Physically healthy lifestyle, that we might become "Fit for Service" in the Lord's work. Unity, Understanding, Appreciation and Love are among the building blocks for success in this group. Together we can become magnified in our power to serve.

Famous Quotes Worthy of Publishing

Part one of my monthly installment.
Mother to normally slovenly son-"I need you to dress up tonight"
Son-"as what?"

Why I can't eat Pizza for Dinner any more

So, as you all know, about 10 days ago, I started the South Beach diet. Its been great, I've only had perhaps 2 occassions that it felt difficult. Otherwise, I've been happy to obey the ph1 diet commandments, and I've been rewarded for it. 5 lbs lost by day 8 seems like a nice reward for not eating cookies.

However...

Last night we went to my MIL's house. The kids needed a visit, we wanted to go swimming, and somehow, we've managed to be there every time there's a political debate ( more on that later) so we figured, might as well make a tradition of it. My FIL was very generous to offer pizza for dinner. Not freezer pizza, but real, greasy, carb laden, salty, delicious pizza. I ate it. I honestly did not want to be ungrateful, and I really did not comprehend the way it would effect me today.

This is how I feel this morning.

I'm also a full 2 lbs heavier, thank you very much to Ham and Pepperoni.

I was literally dry-heaving on the way home from the kid's dentist appointment, because I was so hungry. The dentist is across the street from a brand new Dunkin' Donuts...it took alot of willpower not to imbibe. But I didn't, because I knew that it would only result in M&M's for lunch, followed by popcorn for dinner. None of those things are on the "Phase One Foods to Enjoy List"...then again, they are not specifically listed on the "Foods to Avoid List" either! ( But I think that's because the good ol' doc is giving his readers credit for having an IQ above 10)

So, the moral of this story is Mrs. Cavehair needs to be a better hunter-gatherer and eat accordingly even when the generous offer of delicious Pizza is made. I clearly have blood sugar issues.

Doing the Happy Dance!

The Cave Hair Clan has some dancing to do today.
Mom has lost 5 lbs! Woot Woot
Dad has lost 4 lbs...what? How can that be?
and Lily has "dropped the kids at the pool" in the TOILET two days in a row!