If my Laptop ever returns

I have been bad, oh so bad! No regular posts coming from the land of laptoplessness! Patrick is ALWAYS on the computer doing his homework, and although it's a tough call, I guess that is more important than my blogging.
The only real BIG news from here is that I am now in business as an Independent Consultant with Close to my Heart. For anyone who doesn't know what that is....god forbid....it is a Scrapbooking and Stamping company that has the most awesome products in the industry. I am really excited about it, and have been enjoying playing with all my new toys in the consultant kit. Now it's time to buckle down and start teaching and selling! If anyone is interested in checking it out, go to www.closetomyheart.com. I will (when I get my laptop back) post pics of some cards and whatnot that I've made recently with CTMH products.
Ta Ta for now

Buy your own underwear!

Ok Lauren this one is for you.....

I was thinking today as Patrick showed me yet another pair of his pants with a hole in the crotch, that I may have to bite the bullet and start clothing the third child in my family.  I just dont understand why some men have such a hard time with the survival basic of, clothe thyself!  He will probably kill me when he reads this, but do you know that his mother still buys his underwear (she only visited 2 times in 5 years we were in BC).  Yes sad, but true.  One time we were shopping together and she wanted us to buy him underwear, when i said, he is a big boy, he can get his own, oh boy did i get ....the look....of death!  The way i figure it is that if he wants to wear underwear that is falling apart that is no ones business but his own.  Now that his pants are suffering the same fate, i must jump in and save our family reputation.  I dont want to be know as that ratty family down the street. 

Macaroni Monday

I havent forgotten about all the Mac attack addicts, I am just experiencing technical difficulties with my brain....I mean laptop.  For some reason I cant use the apostrophe, access pictures (yes Jen I have them backed up...could you just have that baby already!!!), or do some other necessary stuff.  I could tell a gross story instead....kidding.

Even Grosser

Sounds like I grossed some of you out with my last post.  You would have loved to be here today as I heard it a second time.....just after dinner.  I am contemplating calling the city to lodge a complaint, but which department do I call, poison centre or pollution control.  Is there a dangerous gasses dept.?  Anyhoo, on to another, grosser, potty training story...no i dont have anything more exciting to talk about.  Quinten is now officially out of diapers, except for when we go out and i wont know where the closest bathroom is.  The transition was actually really easy, except for a couple of mishaps.  

Lesson 1,

What to do when your toddler poops on the bathroom floor while you are having a dinner party.

Step 1 - Giggle yourself silly...what else can you really do?

Step 2 - Gag a couple of times

Step 3 - Get husband to clean up the mess while you have a talk with the child about where poop goes ie: in potty, not on floor (at least he was in the right room)