Monthly Archives: February 2012

Go Go Gadget!

Ok, so this one is a couple of weeks over-due and I decided to get it taken care of tonight.


If you have read my blogs, you notice that simple things amuse the hell out of me. Of those being simple and straightforward funny stuff. So here is the story:


I went to get my hair cut a couple of weeks ago, and the wonderful stylist is also a follower of my blog; so she has seen some of the silliness that I come up with. Well, I walk into her shop and it’s pretty straight-forward. I think it’s adorable. Well when I walked in, she had me sit down to do my eyebrows at  the sink. Then she washed and massaged my hair/head. Well she spins me around and is towel drying my hair and goes to put something  on what I thought was the sink, so I kind of flinched expecting it to fall into the basin and break (because I over react at times) and nope, it was on a counter space. I actually stopped and said “whoa! wait a minute! the sink is a counter?” and she starts laughing at me. I’m not talking about a little giggle….she was full on laughing, because in that one instant all of the crap I posted before, she realized is the truth and not just something that I make up. I am that simple.

Her husband put hinges on a shelf and it lowers over the sink and makes instant counter space for her. It is officially the Go-Go Gadget sink!

Well she goes about cutting my hair then she swept up the hair on the floor, and all I see is her sweeping it against the wall. Yes, I do not pay very close attention to the details sometime. You can hide things from me in plain sight. Well as she takes that backstroke to (in my head) throw that hair up against the wall, there is a vacuum!! It sucks up the hair as it goes in. I was again, throughly impressed!  Now, to some of you this may not seem very funny.

But! She actually said, this is going to end up in a blog isn’t it. I laughed and said yes, yes it is.

Well, it got pushed back for a couple of days (Ok a week) and I had to bring my girls in for haircuts. She used a spray bottle on them because it would go quicker, well the bottle emptied and she had to refill it, so of course she uses the Go-Go Gadget sink. I didn’t tell my daughter, who is just as simple as I am. She sees her pull up that cabinet and shows the sink  and my daughter says OHHH WOW! COOL! Yep, that’s what I said too. We laughed and giggled over it. Then the youngest had to get her hair cut, and she swept up the hair…my youngest then says oh wow!! when the vacuum kicks on.

See, we are easily amused. And throughly love our stylist!


Let me catch you up

Let me catch you up.

Let me catch you up

Oh sweet heavens it’s been forever!!

How ya been?

How’s ya Momma?

(Sorry, that’s something we do down here; we say hello and immediately ask about your Momma)

Well, if I were to catch you up on all of the craziness that is Katherine Grace we would be here for DAYS people! So I will see what little tidbits I have saved in my phone and what little things she’s come up with lately.  So, here goes in a numbered list.

1.  Driving down the road, I am in the backseat with her and she looks at me and figures out I do NOT have my seatbelt on, the following commences:

Momma! You don’t have your seatbelt on!

No baby, I don’t.


(Ok, she has my interest perked) Tickled?

YES MOMMA! The Cat is gonna come tickle you for not wearing a seatbelt.

A cat Gracie?

(she covers her mouth to giggle)

Nooo Momma (because clearly I misunderstood her) a Cop is gonna tickle you for not wearing a seat belt!

(okay then!)

2. Going shopping with Aunt Kasey and Aunt Andrea, she is quiet in her car seat and staring out the window:

“Hey Momma”

Me–Yes baby?

“Momma  where is God”

Me– Everywhere baby.

(she is staring intently at the clouds)

“Is God like our step-dad?”

Me–Uhm, what?

“Is God like our step-dad?  You know, he loves us all the time  no matter what  like Papa?”

Me–Yes baby, exactly.

“Oh good, I hope  God is taking care of your Daddy since  he is daddy-sitting for you”

Awesome–She has God babysitting my Dad

3. Ok this one deserves the full back story:

We were on our way home from daycare the other day and she is once again, in her carseat. Yes, I know, it seems all she ever does is sit in her carseat, but well that is the best place that she comes up with her material. Anyway, we were almost home and she was asking what we were doing after dinner. Was it movie night, I said no, she had to take her bath…this is what ended up.

Her: Momma I gotta take a bath when I get home?

Me: Yes baby

Her: Do I have to get dressed?

Me: Yes baby

Her: What can I wear

Me: Your underwear…your..(Hysterical laughter from the backseat)

 I flip the mirror so I can see her and she is damn near in tears laughing. I mean whole heartedly just got her first Eddie Murphy joke funny. She also has her mouth covered  and can not breathe she is laughing so flipping hard.

Me: Uhm, are you ok?

Her: (STILL LAUGHING!) You….(LAUGHING)….Said….(laughing)…UNDERWEAR….(laughs harder)

Me: *dumb founded*

Her: *laughing harder and repeating underwear over and over* Momma I’m a GIRL! DUHHH

Me: uhm, yes I know.

Her: I wear PANTIES…boys wear underwear!!! *fits of laughter*

We get home and she comes in the house….XANNNNNNIEEE MOMMA SAID I WEAR UNDERWEAR!!! The older girl then comes out of her room…no, we’re girls you wear panties.

Ahh…they’ve been talking again. Dammit!

Love your children, let them express themselves…in 50 years they will decide which kind of home to put us in: the good one with the pool, or the one with medicine in the paper cups.