SpicyBugz World

It’s already in the 90’s and I have to go out in this heat to shop.   My husband asked me to look for some office furniture. He would like to have a new desk, and he needs another filing cabinet. I don’t know why he can’t do this himself. He does do a lot of things for me, so I won’t complain. In fact, he just got an oil change on my car for me. I would rather shop I suppose then sit and wait while my car got it’s oil changed.

So, I am heading out into this high humid heat, wish me luck. Hopefully I can get in and get out quick. Maybe I will put off the furniture he wants until later

I feel like maybe a zombie would feel.  I got about 2 hours sleep last night.  Can’t blame the kiddo’s this time, I just could not sleep.  I was bone dead tired, but sleep would not come.   My mind just wasn’t peaceful.  Now I am paying for it today big time.   My butt is dragging and the kids are over the top active.  I’ve been trying to get Mini Bug to take a nap, but I don’t think that is going to happen.  That girl can run on empty for hours and hours.  I would love to have just a pinch of her energy.   I wonder if I could go through the disability appeal process for lack of sleep LOL.

More to come when my brain works a bit better

Another long day here at the bugz house.   I forgot to mention earlier that a week before our picnic, we ordered a new wicker table and chairs for outside on the lanai.  We were having a lot of people over and didn’t have enough outside seating.   Low and behold, the table did come in time, but not the chairs.  They arrived today.  Wonderful.  I needed them for the picnic.  But at least I have a beautiful new wicker table and chairs, to add to the rest of the stuff out there.  When I have time and remember I will take some pictures.

My oldest son called me today. So far they are loving it down here in FL.  He took his family to the local beach, and he said the kids had a great time.  I told him to travel just a little bit further down south, and the beaches are much much better.   He has my second oldest son (the troublesome one) living with him, and he promised me that he would take over concerning him.  I really hope he can.   He told me today that he and his brother and going to start weight lifting again.  He was talking about stuff like getting my other son to start taking some kind of protein powder and working at getting him back in shape. Good luck with that I said.

I have a ton of online work to get done, so don’t mind me while I have to plug away, post after post

Gawd, after this past holiday weekend, I feel like a fat cow! I am starting to dislike holidays, just because of the eating! Now I need to figure out how to lose weight fast!!

You would think that with all the humidity and heat down here, I would just sweat it off, but nooooo, my body holds on to it for dear life. You would think that with all the running around I do all day chasing kids, and the swimming etc, that I would be able to eat whatever I want when I want. Noooo again. I swear to Gawd, that if YOU eat it, I will gain. What the heck kinda body do I have. I want to trade it in for a normal one, one that doesn’t work against me. I think I might just super glue my freaking lips shut, and just leave an opening for a straw. Nah, that wouldn’t work. The first time I caught the kids using the bed as a trampoline, and yelled, I would pull the skin right off my lips hahaha…I must be demented, because I actually laughed out loud typing that!

I am strong because I know my weaknesses. I’m alive because I’m a fighter.I am wise because I’ve been foolish. I laugh because I’ve known sadness.

Sorry everyone, I have been so over the top busy, that I just didn’t have the time or energy to put a personal post up. In fact, I am still so tired, I am yawning as I type this.

My youngest sister and her whole family is down here on vacation.  So, her and her family plus her sons girl friend were here on Sunday, plus my mom and dad and my oldest son and his family of 6.  There are 4 of us, so there were a total of 17 family members here.  Then the neighbor showed up with her daughter which took us to 19.

There was a lot of food cooked and bought.  We had hot dogs, hamburgers, bbq chicken, and I even made stuffed cabbages.  We had potato salad, pasta salad, and cheesy potato casserole.  Baked Beans, and corn on the cob.  A huge fruit salad was made for desert.  Plenty of soda pop and kool aide also.  Of course we had chips and pretzels and plenty of  tortilla chips and salsa.  The way the men were eating, I am thinking they might need the best colon cleansing there is out there. .

Everyone had fun swimming in the pool, and when the sun went down, my sisters husband set off some pretty impressive fire works. So did the whole neighborhood was there was plenty of ohhing  and awwwing going on. The kids loved it.

Guest blog post from Harold Maker

It’s time for a relaxing summer vacation on a tropical beach in the Caribbean or in the cool mountain air of the Rockies. The last thing I want on my mind is worrying about the security of my home while I’m away. So before setting the alarm sensors, locking the doors and leaving home, I follow these five simple steps to ease my worries and ensure my relaxation.

1. I give a spare key to a trusted family member– Having family check on the house, pick up mail and newspapers, gives the appearance of traffic in and out of the home to deter any potential burglars.

2. I arrange for my lawn to be mowed– Letting the lawn grow unfettered while away gives the appearance that no one is home. So I make sure my lawn service keeps my lawn well groomed in my absence.

3. I lock the garage door– Locking the manual lock bracket on the garage door makes it difficult for burglars to use this as an entry point.

4. I unplug all non-essential appliances and electronics– Unplugging non-essential appliances and electronics can prevent electrical shorts and surges, which can cause a fire to erupt.

5. I leave strategic lights on a timer.

Now I’m ready to embark on my worry-free vacation and return to a safe and sound home.

The  parish priest went on a fishing  trip.
On  the last day of his trip he hooked a monster  fish and proceeded to reel it  in.
The  guide, holding a net, yelled, “Look at the size of that Son of a  Bitch!”
“Son,  I’m a priest. Your language is uncalled for!”
“No,  Father, that’s what kind of fish it is – a Son of a Bitch fish!”
“Really?  Well then, help me land this Son of a Bitch!”
Once  in the boat, they marveled at the size of the monster.
“Father,  that’s the biggest Son of a Bitch I’ve ever seen.”
“Yes,  it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?”
“Why,  eat it! Of course You’ve never tasted anything as good as Son of a  Bitch!”
Elated,  the priest headed home to the rectory.
While  unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip.
“Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!”
Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, “Father!”
“It’s  OK, Sister. That’s what kind of fish it is, a Son of a Bitch  fish!”
“Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that  big Son of a  Bitch?”
Sister   Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop was  scheduled to visit in a few days and that they  should fix the Son of a Bitch for his  dinner.
“I’ll  even clean the Son of a Bitch,” she said.
As  she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked  in.
“What  are you doing  Sister?”
“Father  wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for  the new Bishop’s  Dinner.”
“Sister!  I’ll clean it if you’re so upset! Please watch  your  language!”
“No,  no, no, it’s called a Son of a Bitch Fish.”
“Really?  Well in that case, I’ll fix up a great meal to  go with it, and that Son of a Bitch can be the  main course!”
“Let  me know when you’ve finished cleaning that Son of a Bitch.”
On  the night of the new Bishop’s visit, everything  was perfect. The Friar had prepared an excellent  meal.
The wine was fine, and the fish was  excellent.
The  new Bishop said, “This is great fish, where did you get it?”
“I  caught that Son of a Bitch!” proclaimed the proud  priest.
“And  I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!” exclaimed the Sister.
The Friar added, “And I prepared the Son of a Bitch using a special recipe!”
The new Bishop looked around at each of them.
A big smile crept across his face as he  said,
“You  Fuckers are my kind of  people!”

Blog post written by Kristy Bostick.

Were you born in the south, but now live in a busy city like New York? If you are, then I can truly relate! I was born in the south and absolutely loved my mother’s southern cooking. There is nothing like meals in the south to make you feel comforted and at ease. Moving to New York City, my most challenging obstacle has been living without my mother’s southern cooking. However, watching my favorite chef Paula Deen on the Food Network has helped to make my transition a bit easier!

I love watching Paula Deen whenever I get a chance on my directTV satellite TV. She is the epitome of a good southern cook! Even though everything she creates is either sugared or fried, I love it. She creates some of the most delicious and soulful dishes out of anyone on the Food Network! If you live in the city, then getting recipe ideas from Paula Deen can be the way you keep your southern roots alive.

Just because you live in a city does not mean you have to abandon your taste for southern food. The truth is that you can create your favorite southern dishes by watching Paula Deen on the Food Network. Her dishes can be easily created by just paying attention when you watch her show. To Paula Deen, I must say thank you for making my transition to the city much easier!

I think I am a glutton for punishment!  Either that or I am just simply retarded.   You all know, that raising children again at my age is no easy task.  Life is hard and I am tired, no doubt about it.   So what do I go and do….I invite my 13 yr old grand daughter and my 12 yr old niece to come and spend the weekend with us.   Please someone smack me upside the head and knock to get my brain wheels rolling again, because apparently, my brain doesn’t work right anymore.

Friday wasn’t toooo bad.  All the kids played kinda nicely together without too many blow ups.   Remember there is a huge difference between 13 and 4 and 2!   Saturday I heard a bit more yelling.  Sunday…I wanted to pull my freaking hair out, and by Monday I wanted to put a bullet in my head, or grab some rv insurance and get the hell out of Dodge!  I couldn’t wait until my husband got home from work, as soon as he got in the door, I said…Take them home…take them home right now..ohhhhh Please take them home.  He did.

Mini Bug who is 4 yrs old, is just learning the art of sharing, and she is failing miserably.  Everything is mine mine mine.   We have been working on this for some time now.  Now that school is over, and she doesn’t have any children her own age to play with, I “thought” it would be a good idea for her to have company and other kids to play with, and help her with her social skills.  Would you believe that the 12 and 13 yr old fought with her over every single toy she owns…which is ALOT.   There were toys spread from one end of my house to the other.  This is a huge house, and it was a lot of toys.  Small children toys!!!! The teens were fighting with a 4 yr old over children toys.   Arrghhh.   For the most part, I kept my mouth shut and tried to let them settle it themselves.   Mini Bug has to learn to share, and that is the bottom line.   I really didn’t expect a whole 4 days of constant fighting though, and the older kids were just as bad as the little one.    Mini Bug does love them a lot, she just doesn’t want them playing with her stuff…the little diva.

I am going to bed now, with a throbbing headache.  I have half the house cleaned up, and the rest can wait till tomorrow.

On top of all of this….we are having the 4th of July family picnic at my house this year….that’s a post coming soon.