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Wow, It has been awhile since I have blogged. I have been sick and I am sure it might have something to do with the weather going from 60 to 90 overnight. 90! Can you believe it. May has brought us both snow suits and swim suits.

Last week, Jen sent me a little sumpin sumpin. That girl is just a great person. She is always sending me goodies in the mail. I pink puffy heart her.

That is a Brown Sugar and Cinnamon Poptart folks. There was a note on the package….

“Bsc are the best”

I think this is the beginning of a new installment of the Poptart Wars, now with new players! That is the ONLY BSC poptart I love. Riyan loved it so much, she called Jen herself (my ultra shy kid, mind you) and requested one. A fruit one because thats my girl. Little do the twins know, there is a set on their way for them.

While on my death bed, I made a funky hat. It was brainless and didn’t require thinking. I love that kinda knitting.

I named it “Sarah Smiles” because it reminds me of my hippie little sister. It is bright, fun and gorgeous like her.

Mother’s day, I left my kids and went to the casino with my mom and the boob. I actually didn’t lose. I didn’t win either but played all day on my 20 bucks. Nothing says Happy Mother’s Day than gambling kid free. My mom came up to me and said something about needing the ATM and something about only having 30 cents left.  I was half paying attention and went to pull out a twenty for her (like she does to me every time we go and I lose in five minutes).   She says no….I was going to need to go to the ATM but then I won this.  And she shows me a win ticket for $1125.93!!!!!!!!!!!  Happy Mother’s Day.  Chris lost his ass, which made me giggle.

So that is about it for the week.  I have two kids home sick with me today and it is a gorgeous day.  I want to clean the house, because the windows are open and its bright and sunny, something my house isn’t at the moment.  It’s illness infected.  I am pulling out the clorax wipes and changing that.  I want to plant flowers but can’t make it to the store without coughing and peeing my pants.  But I am going to try because its NICE out.  NICE.  After six months of snow….NICE!

I’m a bad substitute for Melanie, but I figured y’all would appreciate knowing that Mel is indeed alive.  She’s been down and out with the black plague or some ailment, but the Mel we know and love is on her way to recovery.  And she promises me that her ass will be back here in short order so y’all don’t have to hear from my silly Canadianness.

So, I have had this idea for a while now, that I wanted to run past you. I am not sure if it has been done before but I think it will be fun. A few weeks ago, I was watching the Truman Show on tv and thought it would be kinda cool to do a blogger reality show. So that’s what I want to do. I want to run the webcam 24/7 for a week. In this time, you can see and hear everything that goes on in our house. Well, the living area anyway.

You will catch everything. Goofing off, cooking dinner, Mark’s midnight snacks in boxers. Everything. Even Riyan and her mornings. Evenings will be the best because during the day it will just be me sitting here. Although I do blog naked, so that might be interesting.

So what do you think? If it’s not too stupid of an idea, I will make buttons and shit for you to pimp the idea to all the internets. Let me know what you think in comments. Would you watch? Are we even interesting enough to warrent a show?

I have one webcam. I wonder if I can set up multiple ones to hit different angles? Would that clash audio-wise? Anyone know this shit?

Today is my little brother’s birthday. Happy Birthday Chris!

I am quite surprised he lived this long for several reasons. One, I had thought of killing him many times growing up and Two, he did the dumbest shit.

I don’t know if any of you have grown up the only girl with two red headed little brothers, but believe me when I say, no fun. I don’t think he started that way. I remember him on his big wheel or with that little red and blue sweater. I am sure he was uber cute then. I even remember him sitting on the couch pulling on his weenie. (oh yes I did go there Chris, only wish I would have thought to scan the pictures) Or the time when he was eating ham in the middle of the night. Oh wait, he was sound asleep and when the ham just fell out of the refrigerator and he came running up to put it back (wink wink).

But mostly he drove me nuts. Everyday when my mom would pull into the driveway after work, we would do the usual “I won’t tell, if you don’t tell” and then pay Jason a quarter not to tell. Jason always told anyway. I swear he drove me nuts. I was a teenager and he was a brat. I literally planned how I was going to kill him. In the bathtub. I was convinced I would just wash him down the drain.

I would try to get even when I could. I remember telling him while he was climbing up a small cliff freehand, that mom was not going to be happy he was doing this then I skipped home to tell her. Then there was the time I pulled off his ear. In my defense, he had just gotten his stitches out from when it was pulled off earlier. And it was an accident. Honest. Oh and who can forgot the classic, sit and spit. Ya know, you are sitting on their chest and just let the spit dangle. Good time, I tell ya.

But when anyone else would fuck with us, we were united. I constantly had to beat the bigger kids off him after he did his little shit things to them. Only I am allowed to beat him. And one time, when I was pregnant with Sam, her dad was drunk and trying to start shit with me. He started to peel off in the driveway and Chris picked up some gravel and threw it. Blew out all the windows. I fell in love with that kid at the moment.

Later, when I was pregnant with Braden, Chris moved into the same complex as me. I didn’t really want to live next to him. I still saw the little ass that threw dirt balls at me. But we really bonded when he would run through my back door to escape the police.

Now he is good friends with my husband. He is a great uncle and I really do love him now. I love bread fights with him and awww who can forget the tunk of churkey. I still pretend to hate it when he comes over but I really like it. He’s cool now.

If you have any sibling stories you want to share, please do in the comments. I tell the big girls that when they are older they are going to love Braden. And he is a nice kid, nothing like I had to go through. They don’t believe me, but it happened to Chris and I. What did your brother/sister do to you?