What kind of coffee are you?

Are you a coffee drinker? If so, what is your favorite kind? Mine is breakfast blend. Liquid creamer. Sometimes a little coolwhip. Hot or cold.

Papa and D

One of my favorite pictures of my dad and youngest baby. They were playing BlackJack in this pic. Baby D is 10 1/2 months here. This was a week and a half ago. 

Lessons of a young adult

I remember this lady was going to show me how she fixes her Swedish meatball dish. She got a box of hamburger helper (Swedish meatball). When she was browning her hamburger meat she added in onions and garlic salt. Is that it? Was this her idea of really jazzing it up? Yes, it was. Sixteen years later, this makes me giggle. I thought she cooked pretty good at the time. Lol

Campbell's Soup Ruined my Tastebuds

Growing up on this condensed canned soup, I often times did not dilute with water. I got used to eating soups very salty. I always grabbed for the salt shaker. As an adult, I find myself only diluting 50% of the time and even then I can only put 3/4 a can of water.

Not Enough or Too Much!

I felt like a goober awhile ago. I just made coffee and  forgot to set the coffee mug in front of the maker. Surprise! All of the coffee went into the overfill tray. Yay! Either I have had enough or need a little more.

The Poop at Graceland

In August this year, we decided to take a family vacation to Memphis, TN. It was a lot of fun. It was our first big trip with the whole family. My hubby, my 16 year old daughter, 12 year old son, and our littlest son who was probably around 7 months.

We made it to Graceland and was getting loaded up for the drive over to Graceland on the Elvis shuttle bus. We were about to enter the bus when my hubby says "I think the baby pooped!" Oh no! We just paid 100 dollars and are about to get on the bus. I thought I could change him on the back seat because it seemed like a good idea at the time.

I opened his diaper up to find that he had explosive diarrhea and it was everywhere. I frantically tried to clean it up and people are entering the bus at the same time. He was squirming and I was trying to gracefully clean him up. I had poop on my hand and various things and was getting down to the last few baby wipes. The smell was starting to circulate on the bus and everyone started getting that look on their face. Then, the mean looking bus driver says really loud "I know you aren't changing that baby on this bus." Oh yeah, she called me out several times. I thought they were about to kick us off the bus. The bus driver walks to the back with air freshener and to scold me some more. I felt beet red and was about to cry. ha! ha!

My hubby was nice enough to be the one who got off the bus and dispose of the stink bomb. It was probably one of the most embarrassing moments in a long time. And for the occasion, we decided to dress the baby up as Elvis for Halloween. He had the white shiny jumpsuit with the red sequins and all.

Hindsight is 20/20. Don't ever do this.