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Humoring Octamom

I am a little afraid of Octamom. She is one o those women, that I would consider to be quite a bit further on her way to the CK than anybody I actually know. For one, she has multiplied and replenished twice what I have ( not that its a contest or anything ;) ) She HOMESCHOOLS ( my personal Hell on Earth) and she wears apple green pushup bras. (really, check her quirk list!) Anyways, I'm humoring her today by participating in listing my quirks. Let us see just how quirky I am.

1. I like prime numbers...so Sorry, Octamom, takin' this post back to 7 quirky things about me.

2.I clean my kitchen before I cook dinner. ( Then I clean it again after dinner is through)

3. I speak with an unidentifiable accent. I don't know why I do this, and it seems to be related to stress somehow. I don't hear it, but two weeks ago when life was spiraling out of control all around me, three different people in three different places asked me "where are you from? I can't quite place your accent." I used to get that question ALOT when I was in my single mom days, thus the idea that its stress related.

4. I shower in a specific order...Washing off the Alice Cooper eyes is 4th in the order.

5. I don't place my heel on the floor board when driving. I didn't even know that was what everyone else does until I complained my leg was so tired from keeping it lifted all day when driving. My husband said, why is your leg in the air? It should be on the floor board. ( I'm not sure that's really a quirk though, I think its a function of being only 5'4")

6. I frequently walk into doorways. NO, not the way you're supposed to enter, I actually walk into the door-jams and bruise myself.

7. I absolutely, positively cannot put on my makeup until my teeth are brushed. Then, I start with lipstick first.

Does this look like food to you?

Cuz if it does, then I guess I can say that Lily-bear actually ate dinner tonight. That is of course, only if you count the afore mentioned picture as actual food.
See, I have a serious aversion to this mass of coagulated food additives and flavorings. I for one, don't consider it to be real food. However, after over a week of hearing "I'm hungy I'm hungy" at least 4,558 times per day, even though proper meals were offered at every meal, plus snacks...I broke down. Or rather, Daddy broke down and went to the store and bought 6 boxes of this stuff that cooks in 7 minutes and only very slightly resembles pasta with cheese sauce. Finally, silence....oh, beautiful silence. And all it took was a single $0.50 box of food not exactly fit for a princess.

Stripper Pole Sunday

Its Sunday, and I can't wait to get to church and see the parade of denim or khaki ankle length skirts accompanied by stripper shoes. Its great.

disclaimer: I will admit, MY ward is not really following this trend, we are much too hip and fashionable, or is it sensible?

We Speak Cave Dweller

Take a Look at This

http://www.catholicvote.com/
My mother NEVER sends forwards, I mean NEVER-EVER. So when I saw this link in a forwarded e-mail from her, I figured there was a good reason why she forwarded this e-mail. So check this out. It is produced by a faith based organization other than my own, but I absolutely, positively agree with this message and hope you will share it with others.

She's FLABULOUS~!

"Don't worry, the fat pig will do fine
thanks to this flabbo-dynamic spandex
bodysuit I've designed. "-Professor Farnsworth, Futurama
Sought after for its sleek sillouhette and heart pounding, death-defying limbo trick enabling stunt protection; the flabbo-dynamic spandex bodysuit has yet to be found in any department store nearby, and I NEEEEEED one. I do, really I do, or maybe I don't. Maybe I just need to invest in a healthy diet and regular exercise. Everybody says, "you have 4 kids, you look great"..um, I'm OBESE with a capital O ( and a Capital B,E,S and E) True, we're not talking morbid obesity...yet...but I am actually, technically, medically OBESE. And I'm afraid that even the flabbo-dynamic suit would not be able to draw in the rolls to a satisfactory degree without me first losing 30 lbs...which really ought to be followed by a second 30 lbs. ( and most likely WILL be followed by that second 30, but I need a mid-point goal so as not to paralyze myself with fear of failure before I even get started.)
So here's my plan. Its SBD and interval walking, plus pilates. I started Monday night with the diet. Walking got postponed when I realized that both tires on the stroller had gone flat since Friday, so I need to get those taken care of, then, its off to exercise land. Which, by the way, will deserve a post of its very one one day, as its visually, quite interesting.