What!?!? yeah still being neglected I see....I'll have to add some pictures tomorrow...

slacker

I am such a slacker...I need to start posting again....Facebook has been sucking me away from you blog...

under construction

the new flooring will be in soon!!! Yah!!

In progress pics...

broken

Well all, the camera is out of commission for a while until we get a new rechargable batter pack....so no new pics...

poor puppy

My poor Rufus the 55 lb Dufus puppy had four grand mal seizures today! We'll have to wait and see what the blood work reveals.... :( Here is a picture of him in happier times.....

I knew this day would finally come.....

*sigh* I knew the day would finally come when one of my wonderful children would emulate a bad habit of one of their parents. Which one of us was mimicked, remains to be seen, but I would probably put my money on me. Yes, everyone.....Aidan said the "F" word. The dog was trying to eat some cereal from Aidan's bowl, so he chased the dog into the dining room and said "F'n dog".

Groan....

Then to top it off, when I put Ethan to bed for a nap after the kid's baths, I heard a loud thump. I thought it was him just deep-sixing his giant, great grandma made alligator so he could sleep in peace. Oh NO! After I finished reading Aidan his book and was closing his door, I was suddenly surprised by the OPENING of Ethan's door. Standing there was a guilty faced tiny smudge who had climbed out of his crib for the first time, with a slight red bump war wound on his cheek as evidence.

And was so naive as to think my day off would be uneventful....

Torrential Rain!

Looks like it was a good thing Jeremy and I reworked the flagstone on the culvert this fall. Seems to be holding up well to all of this heavy rain!

A day in the life of CHEESE

Ethan has been on a picture kick lately and almost insists on a daily photograph...where he likes to give the loudest "cheese" as possible. Here are a few of the daily photos.....let's hope his smile softens as he gets older...*sigh*

Blowing milk bubbles

LENNOX WAS HERE!!!!

Okay, so I don't have a picture, but guess who I saw at TARGET on Friday!! MR. LENNOX!!!! Mom and dad were nowhere to be seen.....Lennox was cruising the store with Papa...and it looks like he got a toy out of the deal too. He had no clue who I was, and his "who is this weird lady that knows my name" look was classic. Furrowed brow and all...
The Cellarius house can't wait until the C-M family moves into their new house down here!!!

Two boys and a not too thrilled fat cat

Ham and CHEESE potatoes

Ethan decided he wanted to ham it up for the camera. He likes to say cheese.

clean cut tots

Jeremy decided it was time for a hair cut because:

1. Aidan had decided to take the scissors to his hair of his own accord because he had gotten some sap in it from the Christmas tree. For those of you keeping count, this is the second time he has worked his own magic on his locks.

2. Jeremy felt Tiny's "muffin head" was getting out of control. While I do love that curly headed muffin, I was in a bit of agreement. He took too much of the curl off, but I'll just let it grow back.

Here is the result:

My clean-cut, non-muffin, freshly bathed children.

Hmmmmm

Dad, I think there's a light bulb out right there......

Here we go a grizzwalding!!

Drove about an hour to Athens, IL, on Tuesday to pick out our tree for Christmas. Ethan didn' t like the cold, but he loved the free popcorn. He also enjoyed protesting the winter boots on his feet. Aidan just wanted to take the saw and cut down all the trees. I'm sure there was a bugle call made out to the secret surrounding tree hugger brigade because of this. I'm going to have to try harder to instill some left-wing values. At least I know he is firmly fascinated with wind farms.

My Job

Oh the joys of retail. And when I say "joys" you should be noting the deepest of sarcasm in my blogging voice. Today I had to:

1. Yell at two people--technically it's called "coaching" and there is no true yelling involved, but the whole process raises your blood pressure all the same.
2. Deal with three pain in the "guest" returns. All three of which felt it was their purgative to be as rude as possible. Happy freaking' holidays. It isn't even Thanksgiving yet.
3. Deal with the mess from another manager who, even after being in his position for over a year, still is unable to communicate and plan his area during a- need I say more- MORE than heavy traffic season. So I had to do his job on his day off.....yet again.
4. Deal with a computer auto fill (essentially a way to refill the floor of product that has sold late the day before and early in the morning) at noon that was a 2 1/2 HOUR PULL. For those of you who don't know, auto fills drop every hour on the hour between 12 and 5 and have to be pulled before the next one "drops" into the system (i.e. you get an HOUR to pull it). Needless to say there were three of us pulling product and we got the batch done at 12:59. Four flats of product to push to the floor and fill. There were only three of us on the sales floor. Someone felt it was fun to mess with Saturday math.
5. Did I mention that I had to also complete my work for the week? Take my own government mandated 30 minute lunch? Cover the front lanes while that manager had to take her government mandated lunch and two 15 minute breaks? Breaks???? What the hell is a break?? I haven't taken a 15 in over 4 months. Ok, maybe one or two per month, but that was only to get off the floor to avoid popping an aneurysm from some other instance of stupidity. And usually I use that time to catch up on planning and computer stuff.
6. Oh yeah, I also had to cut almost a half hour of overtime, so I had to leave early.

Fun stuff. Let's hope tomorrow is better. I'm sure it will be none-the-less interesting.

Now I have to put away the 9 loads of laundry that Jeremy did today. At least I didn't have to do those!!

meow

Squeak!!!

Oh the joys of living in a house in the country.

I heard the cats playing around in the kitchen and then a small squeak. Of course I figured it was a mouse. I arrived in time to see Fat Lew pick it up in his mouth and take it to the laundry room, from where he continued his mousely torment. I think Fat Lew had done most of the dirty work as it was moving very slowly and twitching a bit. You could practically see its minuscule heart beating out of its chest. Wouldn't you be terrified if a giant, orange, furry blob came purring at you out of nowhere. After a few pictures and a video, I flung the tiny rodent outside by his tiny tail where he shall meet his tiny demise. Then the cats both went behind the washer and dryer. This is probably where the rodent made his fateful mistake of entering the premises through the dryer vent. Little did it know there were two fat cats waiting to pounce.

When you give a 4 year old a camera

So, just in case you were wondering how pictures would turn out if you gave a 4 year old a camera.

A keeper!!!!!

Got to love fall.