Christmas cookies at Grandpa and Yaya's

Looking pretty good so far....

Looking a little rougher...most all counter space is filled.

Little hands...so cute (for awhile ;)

Going down hill...blobs of frosting on the counter, floor, clothes, faces.

Only the beginning of the dishes...next day and I am still cleaning.  Notice the cement bowls to the left of the sink, I will comment on those later (after I finish cleaning this disaster).

Trying for grandma of the year again. I am not very successful as usual.  We had the kids (6, 4 and 2) spend the night and planned to make christmas cookies, crafts, snowmen...read books, take bubble baths, get happy meals, watch Christmas movies. It was all going well until Ivey (the 6 yr old) told me I was getting kinda bossy.  Oh well, I will try again next year.

Blogggggs!

I have been looking at other peoples blogs and I have confirmed what I knew all along...yes I am a loser. What the heck? How do they do all that cool stuff on the sidelines and get people to advertise on their blogs. Do I have to do political rants? Cause I can! Maybe some inappropriate language? Can't do that..my kinds would ground me. How about some nude pictures....hahahahhh, we would have people poking their eyes out by the dozens. I could talk about my dysfunctional family, but I'm sure you all have one of those ;)  Maybe I could get a psychiatrist to do an ad. If you're reading this, you may need one. Anywhooo, I guess I will just keep writing what I know about and all the interesting things that happen in my life. 

Next post...making cement bowls! See...now that is interesting stuff huh?

Christmas is coming...

Just pondering the twelve days of Christmas and came up with my own little song...don't be trying to steel this! I know you can relate ;)
                                                                                                                                                              

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a big stinky artificial tree.

On the second day of Christmas..My true love gave to me, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me....Three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...four non-working strings of Christmas lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...Six trips to town, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Seven frozen hoses, six trips to town, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, eight maids a working (but not for me), Seven frozen hoses, six trips to town, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the ninth day of  Christmas my true love gave to me, nine recipes ruined, eight maids a working (but not for me), Seven frozen hoses, six trips to town, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the tenth day  of  Christmas my true love gave to me, ten muddy paws, nine recipes ruined, eight maids a working (but not for me), Seven frozen hoses, six trips to town, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the eleventh day of  Christmas my true love gave to me, eleven Stuarts sleeping, ten muddy paws, nine recipes ruined, eight maids a working (but not for me), Seven frozen hoses, six trips to town, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

On the Twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, twelve unfinished projects, eleven Stuarts sleeping, ten muddy paws, nine recipes ruined, eight maids a working (but not for me), Seven frozen hoses, six trips to town, five boxes of greenery, four non-working strings of lights, three needy children, two (bad) attitudes and a big stinky artificial tree.

Don't get me wrong..I love Christmas, I love decorating and I am very blessed even with all my "issues".   Merry Christmas!

Here is proof that I really do get into the Christmas Spirit!!!

The Dish!

So, I washed, scrubbed, soaped and it looked pretty good. Then....I put it in the dishwasher and this is what came out. All the red is completely gone, the green is now blue. But on a brighter note, the silver sharpie is the definitely a winner. It lasted through all the tests! I guess that if you hand washed your dish or cup or whatever, it would hold up just fine...but if you get a little vigorous in your cleaning (I don't really have a problem with that :) you may want to stick with the metallic markers.  Now I need to find out if they are food safe or if I eat out of my pretty dish will I die??? or worse yet, if I give it to you as a gift...will YOU die???