January 2015 Fly on the Wall: The Naked Firefighting Edition

Fly on the WallWelcome to this month’s Fly on the Wall.  This is the edition that really should be entitled Sarah No Longer Knows How to Use WordPress Because They Changed Things and That Makes Her Sad.  I already had a headache.  This did not help.

Fly on the Wall is a compilation of random snippets from daily life that aren’t really enough to make a whole blog post on their own. Participating bloggers all post these simultaneously so you get more bang for your buck, or something like that.  Check the links down at the bottom of this post for many more glimpses into other people’s lives!

So here’s what went on this month…

So we celebrated Christmas in the usual way.  There were presents and a big dinner.  The kids spent most of the day playing with their loot.

Then, the day after Christmas my husband put out a fire naked, because that’s how things go in our house.

That’s right.  Put out a fire.  Naked.

Apparently when you don’t get bits of potato that bubble over out of an already overfilled pan, and they get down into your oven, they catch on fire when you try to preheat your oven for pizza.

It was a bit smoky, and I went to check to see what it was all about, and there were flames shooting up out of the bottom of the oven.

So naturally I yell to my husband.  “The oven is on fire!” thinking that he is out of the shower.

But instead he was still in, and came running out to put out the fire.  Naked.  And wet.

Needless to say, the fire got put out, we had Taco Bell for supper, and my husband now has another story to tell that either makes people laugh or makes them uncomfortable.

His mother had to ask the question:  “Why didn’t you stop and put something on?”

Evil Genius:  “That’s the difference between you and me.  You stop to put on clothes, you burn up in a fire.  I get things done.”

(Needless to say, I did not post any pictures of this event.)

So that was the highlight of our Christmas Break, what was yours?

10903965_10202806013100840_4904101491691211625_oWe let The Professor watch Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure, because he loves historical stuff.  That counts, right?  The Princess wasn’t nearly as interested, though she had to pipe up after the whole “69 Dudes!” part:  “Wow, 69 must be their lucky number!”  Yes honey, that’s right.


Our New Year was the Cheeseball New Year.  I was sent out to buy multiple packages of cream cheese so that Evil Genius and The Princess could make all kinds of cheeseballs.  They ended making a pizza one, a Hawaiian one, and a Honey Dijon one.  I liked the Hawaiian one-it had ham and pineapple in it, among others.  I really do think that by the end of the break, Evil Genius and the kids were officially sick of eating that kind of food!

Cheeseball.  Pizza Cheeseball.

Cheeseball. Pizza Cheeseball.

Evil Genius and the kids were watching a show about a potato chip factory. They were mesmerized. The Professor decided that this would be his future workplace, even after I informed him that you don’t get to eat chips while you work.



Mmmmmmm… Minecraft…

Hawaiian Punch and a printable Creeper picture taped to it generated more excitement than anything else in this house.  Who'd have thought that would happen?

Hawaiian Punch and a printable Creeper picture taped to it generated more excitement than anything else in this house. Who’d have thought that would happen?

The Professor’s tenth birthday was this January.  We did everything Minecraft.  From the cake to the homemade decorations.  Everything.  Minecraft.  Who knew that downloaded a bunch of stuff from the internet and making all your own everything would be such a hit!  The kids are still talking about it.  Mom wins.


Last Saturday ESPN Gameday came to Iowa State.  Evil Genius and the kids were there!  They both made a sign.

The Princess’s sign was extra sparkly.

10683536_10204047277119139_4844515838338383969_oThe Professor?  Not so much a fan of sparkles.

10926329_10204047277159140_6143067923615902243_oTo balance everything out, after Gameday Evil Genius went over to the Comic Book Store and competed in his first Magic Tournament.  Nerd.


I’m currently at the end of Week 6 in my Couch to 5K Training.  I haven’t died yet.  I have two weeks left, and I’m actually running.  What’s next you say?  A run in the cold on the first Saturday in February.  Two more 5Ks in warmer weather as I’m doing the 5K to 10K program.  Then Dam to Dam at the end of May, which is a half marathon.  Yes.  That’s when I’ll die.  It’s been nice knowing you all.

Coming soon, I’ll be published in another anthology.  I know, what’s up with that????  I’ll have details ASAP!

So that was our month.  How was yours?  What are other bloggers doing?  Check it out belowwwwwwww….

 http://www.BakingInATornado.com                          Baking In A Tornado

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/                          Spatulas on Parade

http://followmehome.shellybean.com                          Follow me home

http://www.menopausalmom.com/                          Menopausal Mother

http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/                        Stacy Sews and Schools

http://dinoheromommy.com/                                   Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

http://www.JuiceboxConfession.com                    Juicebox Confession

http://batteredhope.blogspot.com                              Battered Hope

http://eileensperpetuallybusy.blogspot.com/          Eileen’s Perpetually Busy

http://www.gomamao.com                                  Go Mama O

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                       Someone Else’s Genius

http://www.justalittlenutty.com/                             Just A Little Nutty

http://themomisodes.com                                       The Momisodes

It’s The Best Day of My Life… So Far!

1-The first picture

The first ever picture of The Professor, and one of the only ones during the first few months of his life where he was awake-man that kid could SLEEP!

I’ve been a bit slow to write about it, but believe it or not we have a situation on our hands:

We have a nine year old.

Believe it or not the little baby who always wanted to sleep is now a big nine year old in third grade!

Ezra 2005

His half birthday is July 4th…

The big day started off, well, not so great.

I awoke to a terrible smell.  Something.was.burning.

I raced downstairs to find a black burnt bagel sitting on the table in the living room.  The Professor was standing in the kitchen looking extremely guilty.

He did the thing where he looks at me but not really at me as he stammered “I… I… really wanted a bagel so I cooked one in the microwave.”

“Really… for how long?”

“Only three minutes.”

Oh is that all?  I may never, ever get that smell out of the microwave.  Now for some useful information for everyone: Yes there IS a smell worse than burnt popcorn!

Never fear, the day could only go up from there…

Since it was a Saturday, he got to do what he likes best. On Saturday mornings one of our local channels has the equivalent of the Saturday morning cartoons that we enjoyed as children.  If he gets to watch “Vortex” as it’s called, it’s a great day!

We hit Pizza Ranch for lunch, and then he got to go to a high school football game with his dad that afternoon.  He was in hog heaven.

You know WHY he loves Pizza Ranch so much?  His words: "You can get pizza AND fried chicken AND mashed potatoes all in the SAME MEAL!"

You know WHY he loves Pizza Ranch so much? His words: “You can get pizza AND fried chicken AND mashed potatoes all in the SAME MEAL!”

Part of this particular week had been spent agonizing over his cake.  He knew he wanted a superhero cake for quite some time.  Last year he had his heart set on a Batman cake but this year he was having a hard time making a decision about which superhero he wanted.  (No, mom is NOT going to put every superhero on one cake-he knows this because he asked.)  One thing I would suggest to any parent in their right mind is to NOT invite your child to look at cake ideas online with you.  Naturally he wanted every fancy cake he saw.  Anyone who knows me knows that my cakes are less than fancy, at least in the Pinterest sense.

After vetoing about 50 other cakes that he liked, I convinced him that a Flash cake would be quite nice (as in the superhero, not other things that might come to mind).  It wasn’t perfect-and I think last year’s Batman cake far surpassed this one, but it turned out ok.  The Flash symbol was off center, so I tried writing on it with frosting.  Yes it made it look more centered, but probably because my awful “frost writing” was very distracting!

In the end tt didn’t matter-he loved it.

IMG_2696After chocolate cake and mint ice cream we opened presents-he received five LEGO sets for Christmas, four of which were superhero themed, so it was only natural that he also got a LEGO book for his birthday.

IMG_2676He got some wonderful gifts this year.  Oddly enough, one of his favorite gifts happened to be a Slinky.  He wanted a Slinky in the worst way.  I thought that was neat that in the age of video games that he wanted such a classic toy. That was the best 90 cents I’ve spent in a long time.  He and his sister spent a lot of time playing with it that evening and loved making the Slinky do stuff!


Yes that’s right, it’s fun for a girl and a boy…

I’m glad they got a lot of use out of it, because in less than 24 hours it was tangled up in itself and totally unusable!

Before bed we gave grandma a quick call.  He told her all about his day and announced “This is the best day of my life… so far.”

That’s good-I like it that he’s expecting bigger and better things as life goes on.  Maybe his momma needs to take a cue from that!

And now that The Professor’s birthday is over and done for this year, we now get to hear every day from now until May just what The Princess expects for her birthday…

What To Expect When You’re Blogging: The Toddler Years

It's a PAR-TAY!

It’s a PAR-TAY!

One year ago today I published my first blog post on WordPress.  Can you believe The Sadder But Wiser Girl is one year old today?!

How do blogs age anyway, do blogs age like dogs?  Or do they age in people years?

If blogs age in people years then my blog should be a full fledged toddler.  Right now it could be walking around.  It’s probably still in diapers.  It might even be starting to talk.

Since it was my blog’s birthday, I thought I’d take a good look at my blog this week…

The Beginning:  My very first post was It’s My First Blog Post! Truths About Me, Scary or Otherwise.  I’m not really crazy about it, but I leave it up because I like to be able to look back and see how far I’ve come!

Content:  My blog wasn’t very funny when I started out.  Eventually this became a humor blog.  While the name of my blog may not sound very funny, I like the irony of the word “sadder” in the name of a humor blog.

While I may not be a Mommy blogger per se, I do write about my children frequently.  I go through phases where I write about them almost every day, and periods like this past few weeks where I have other things that I’m writing about.

In my recent bout with pain, I feel like my writing has taken a bit of a backward slide.  That and the fact that I now have two kids here all day long!  I’m determined to get back to my “pre-pain writing” form here soon, so if you’ve been disappointed as of late please bear with me!

pain 2Followers:  I remember when I started my blog and I had no followers.  Then a few trickled in, mostly friends and family.  One day when I begged everyone I knew to please follow me because I had 13 followers and I am extremely superstitious.

Eventually I started a fan page on Facebook, and started actually USING Twitter at the urging of the one and only Bearded Iris.  This really helped ramp things up a bit, and I’m amazed at much my readership has grown.  Now I have almost 300 followers that follow my blog directly, and almost 500 followers apiece on Facebook and Twitter.  Now keep in mind that a lot of these are actually the same people following me different ways.  Who knows how many followers I really have!

Blogging:  One place where it's good to be a follower.

Blogging: One place where it’s good to be a follower.

Stats:  I’ve had over 35,500 views since I started this blog.  According to what some people find my blog with, I suspect that some of these views are by perverts…

My most popular post is I Peed My Pants At Wal-Mart and Other Stories of Mommy Incontinence.   It has been viewed over 12,000 times!  This is absolutely astonishing to me.

The most common search engine term that people have found my blog with?
“Fantasy football”.  I don’t even like or participate in this.  This is followed by “strawberry blonde hair” and “poop puns”.  Should I be disturbed by this?

I couldn't find anything else really funny related to stats, because stats aren't really that funny...

I couldn’t find anything else really funny related to stats, because stats aren’t really that funny…

Friends:  My husband still looks at me with this certain strange look whenever I start talking about something that I have discussed with my blogging friends.  He doesn’t quite get how people who have never met face to face can be friends.  I have met a lot of amazing people doing what I do. It’s nice to not feel alone!

Change is a good thing: In celebration of this special occasion, I made a little change.  You may notice that my blog address has changed.  It’s now thesadderbutwisergirl.com Just a little change, but now the blog is more my own.

WordPress supposedly redirects everyone to the new address, but I’m still obsessing over the fact that folks won’t get my posts due to some glitch. Just be aware in case you all of a sudden are missing me…

Thank you:  I have been told time and time again that I have some of the best and most loyal followers a gal could have.  I just wanted to say thank you for reading and supporting me through the good and the bad this past year!

I lava you guys!

I lava you guys!

Fly on the Wall May 2013: The Birthday Edition

flyWelcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 13 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.

In our house we have three birthdays very close to each other.  Evil Genius has a birthday on April 19th.  For eleven days we are the same age, because I am a year older than him.  My birthday is May 1st, followed by The Princess’s birthday on May 6th.  Because of this fact, I present to you the Fly on the Wall Birthday Edition!

The Princess:  “Will Daddy be 40 on his birthday?”
Me:  “No, he’ll be 38.”
The Princess:  “Will you be 40 on your birthday?”
Me:  “No, I’ll be 39.”
The Princess:  “Oh good, because when you turn 41 you die.”
So she’s saying I’ve got two years.  I’d better make the most of it  (Yes I did tell her that she was misinformed…)

Me on my birthday.

Me on my birthday.

The Princess:  “Mommy, a Cheeto is the fastest animal on land.”

I was really concerned about the conversation my kids kept having.  I kept hearing about some “hot girl”.  Who do they think is hot and why?  I finally asked them.  As it turns out, “hot girl” is actually “Hawk Girl”-a comic book character.

The kids were putting pennies in the big coin thing-the kind where they go around and around forever until they finally plop in the hole in the bottom.
The Princess: “Where do the pennies go when they go in the hole?”
Evil Genius:  “There’s a big coin monster in there that eats them when.”
The Princess (obviously NOT believing his story):  “I wish I was a penny so I can go in there and see what’s REALLY there.”

Evil Genius and I were discussing that sleeping naked causes some people (including me) to have weird naked dreams.
Me: “So if you don’t normally sleep with pants on and you fall asleep in them then you must have the opposite.”
Evil Genius:  “Can you imagine that?  Hey I fell asleep with my pants on last night and I dreamed I went to a nudist colony and I HAD MY CLOTHES ON.”
This is just a sampling of some of the weird conversations we have in bed.

The Princess:  “I wish we had a magic TV.  I wish we had one so that if we wanted something it would just throw it out at us!”

The Professor:  “WOW!”
Evil Genius:  “What?”
The Professor:  “What?”
Evil Genius:  “Wow what?”
The Professor:  “?????”
Evil Genius:  “You said wow.  Wow what?”
The Professor:  “I did?”
Evil Genius: “Yes.”
The Professor:  “Oh, I guess didn’t hear myself say that.”

Evil Genius, a year older, and as you can see, also a year wiser

Evil Genius, a year older, and as you can see, also a year wiser

Evil Genius:  “I need a full body scan.  You know, so I can upload it somehow to my computer and get going on an actual Iron Man suit.”
Me:  “Can I interest you in lying down on the floor and having us trace around your body instead?”

When we went out for Evil Genius’s birthday, The Princess ordered the Naked Chicken Tenders, because they had the word naked in them of course!

Evil Genius to the kids:  “If you had your choice, what would you rather have, my ’53 Ford or my Ram?”
The Professor:  “I’d have to take a look at them first, then I’d decide.  What’s the difference?”
Evil Genius:  “One is a four wheel drive and one is a two wheel drive.”
The Professor:  “Oh, I’d rather have a four wheel drive.  It would be really weird to drive a truck with only two of the wheels.”

The Princess:  “If saltines didn’t have salt on them they’d just be ‘teens'”

Now that the weather is finally nice, we are trying to get our yard and garden up to snuff.  Evil Genius was cutting up some branches to put in the fire pit for future burning.
The Princess has been a bit concerned about the nature in our yard being hurt.
He heard the Professor comfort his sister “Don’t worry, the branches don’t feel anything!”

The Princess:  “Daddy I think your barb looks good!”
*Long pause*
Evil Genius:  “You mean my RHUBARB looks good!”

The Princess on her birthday.

The Princess on her birthday.

Our pediatrician informed me that kindergarten will be challenged by my daughter.  Yes you saw that right, it’s not the other way around.

Me to the family:  “Keep on saying all this great stuff.  I’ll have my whole Fly on the Wall post done before the day is out!”
Have a Happy May!  Buzz buzz!

Here are the links to all of the other bloggers who are participating.  Please go buzz around their homes for a bit too!














The ADD Kitchen 5: Her Majesty’s Birthday Baking Success!

The Princess strikes a pose on her birthday.

The Princess strikes a pose on her birthday.

The Princess turned five this past week!

When asked what she wanted for her birthday, she presented me with an oral list that was about twenty minutes long.  I most likely could have walked into any retail store, and as long as I picked out something remotely girly she would love it.

When asked what kind of cake she wanted, she changed her mind every three minutes.  I think that she had selected every kind of cake in the world by the time I finally just picked one and made it.

Thanks to a wonderful link that a great friend shared with me, I decided to make her a butterfly cake.  I felt a little better going in to do this one than I did when I did the Batman cake.  Just in case it was a flop, I had an extra box of cake mix and plenty of powdered sugar to make more frosting!

The link my friend sent me was from the website Parenting.com.  It is amazing.  It gives step by step instructions on how to make the butterfly cake, complete with pictures and even diagrams of the cake.  It should be called “Cake Baking for Dummies”.

I tell ya, this was perfect for me!

I tell ya, this was perfect for me!

This was so helpful, I think I can safely say that there will be no entries sent into Craft Fail this year.  Don’t worry, I’m sure I will screw something else up pretty badly that they’ll get more from me.  The ADD cook still screwed stuff up-when I went to get the ingredients, I misread the list and missed a couple of things.  Luckily, I’m pretty good at improvising.

I also think that I’m starting to learn from my mistakes.  Whhhaaaaat?  Yes-I made the original cake for The Professor in the wrong sized pan.  When I took it out of the oven the middle had sunk.  Then when I tried to take it out of the pan there was a big hole in the bottom.  This time I remembered this and made it in two smaller pans.


It’s strawberry cake, hence the weird looking color.

I had to giggle when I got done cutting it all out, because it really looks like two rabid Pac-Men butt to butt.

Last year I learned my lesson with store bought frosting.  I used a can of the store bought stuff on the Princess Castle Cake, now known as the famous boob cake (it really will be famous, I understand it may be in the Craft Fail book!) I tried homemade frosting on the Batman cake and it worked beautifully.  I’ll never go back.  I did invest in a set of gel food coloring at Target.  Although I’m sure regular food coloring would have worked just fine, the color that it made was gorgeous!  When it was all said and done, both The Princess and I ate entirely too much frosting because it was THAT good.

Official frosting taste tester.

Official frosting taste tester.

I used the butter frosting recipe from Better Homes and Gardens, except that I substituted shortening for half of the butter in the recipe on the advice of a cake frosting expert (my Mom).

In the end, other than the fact that I should have made more frosting (or eaten less), I think it turned out beautifully!  She was thrilled with her purple butterfly cake.

The Princess on her birthday.

The Princess on her birthday.  As you can see the cake turned out great!

The birthday itself was pretty quiet.  We went to the park that day and did presents and cake and ice cream that night.  I was a little disappointed in what we ended up getting her-but the girl has a million ponies, Barbies, and stuffed animals.  I didn’t just want to buy more stuff just for the sake of having some birthday gifts.  We would up doing the more practical types of gifts.  She received some great stuff for t-ball this summer, except we’re still looking for pink batting gloves.  She was happy with everything she got, and as you can see below they both really liked the cake!

What's not to like?  Cake= GOOD.

What’s not to like? Cake= GOOD.

Look Out World, She’s Five Years Old


Me and The Princess on her first day home.

Five years ago today I had been having contractions for weeks and was finally released from my misery.  My OB took pity on me at my visit the week before-she said that if I had not gone into actual labor by my due date that they would go ahead and induce.

At 9 am on May 6th, they broke my water.  The Princess was not pleased with this, and decided that she was going to come out and tell us about it.  She came into the world just a few hours later, and she had an opinion.  She has never stopped having an opinion since.  She also has not wanted to leave my side since she came into this world!

When The Princess was this teeny thing I was a champion staircrawler, that's because it's the only way I could get up there. Damn pelvis.

A few days old.  She wasn’t screaming here, which was unusual…

The little girl that can’t bear to leave her Mommy’s side is turning five today.  She has requested that we have veggie pasta with cheese and tomatoes for dinner, which is so typical of her!  And of course we’ll be having cake, ice cream, and presents tonight to celebrate.

Needless to say, I’ll be scarce around the internets today-she is going to be keeping me very busy!


Her last day as a four year old, wearing a lovely outfit…

Coincidentally, my post that has to do with my other child, The Professor,  is up over at The Epistolarians today.  Please come over and check it out!

(Not So) Wordless Wednesday: Birthdays and Blog Love

Me, 38 years ago.

Me, 38 years ago.

I am thirty-nine today.

For my special day, I get…  laundry and a mountain of dishes!  Yeah, now don’t you go being getting all jealous of me.  I’m thinking of having a party-come on over and grab a dishrag.  😉

In honor of my birthday, I’m going to share some blogs that I’ve started following the past few months.  These are blogs that I haven’t shared the love much and feel like I should.  Why?  Because I like them!

Jen Kehl (formerly Break the Parenting Mold)
Finding Ninee
The Adventures of a Misplaced Alaskan
Mom Rants and Comfy Pants
Evil Joy Speaks
An Old and Cranky Gamer
The Insane Asylum
The Girl Next Door Drinks and Swears
Sarah’s Brand New Chapter

It’s all good stuff Maynard, you should go check them out!

I find it funny that there aren’t a lot of people born on May 1st.  There are a few famous people who share a birthday with me:  Tim McGraw, Ray Parker Jr. and Paul Teuttle Sr.

So Happy Birthday everyone out there who might be celebrating today.  It’s supposed to snow later.  I didn’t order it, so don’t go blaming me! 😉  Have a Happy Mayday, whatever the weather.

cat birthday present

This Mom’s Birthday List

bday 20001_edited-1On May 1st I will turn the ripe old age of 39.  I know, don’t I look young for my age?

I’ve been thinking a lot about it, and I believe I will go the extra mile and think really hard about what I want for my birthday.  I know it’s not about the gifts, but I’ve been extra good this year.  I have even kept my house clean for almost a week straight.  I am kind beyond belief, even when I want to strangle other people that I live with.  I bathe the dog.  I spend hours planning out and then executing my plan of attack for grocery shopping to maximize what we get for the money.  I make lunch AND coffee every morning for my husband.  I send him thoughtful messages.  Although I am not a fabulous cook, I don’t let my family starve.  Did I mention I have two children???

1) Permission To Be An Adult  A night out where we have a sitter and my husband is not on the verge of falling asleep, where there is a movie on that we actually WANT to see and enough funds to catch dinner somewhere beforehand (a place where we could make *gasp* reservations??  Do they DO that in Iowa?) Not having to rush home, and maybe even some grown up fun when we GET home.  Hmmmm…I don’t ask for much, do I?

2)  BOOKS.  Not just any books.  Books by my favorite people.

I told a huge lie.  I didn’t mean to.  I told Amber Dusick that I had just bought her book. Technically I had.  It was sitting in my cart on Amazon. I was GOING to buy it.  Twice.  I wanted the free bookplate, because she’s my hero. And I said ‘penis’ on her blog comments.  Therefore it was the least I could do, right?  But then real life intervened and decided that groceries and gasoline were more important than me getting to read her book.  Sigh… For those of you living under a rock, I’m talking about the Parenting, Illustrated With Crappy Pictures book.  I’d also take any of the books from the Life Well Blogged series, because I like to support other fellow bloggers!

3)  Complaint Free Shopping. A shopping day alone or with a willing companion (who is not four years old).  I’m no shop-a-holic.  I do, however, like to have time to actually browse in stores that don’t have a toy or a dollar section.

It’s fun to go to stores without an eight year old declaring that it is the worst day of his life because I made him put the DS down and get out of the car.  To leave the house just once without Evil Genius declaring “Let’s get this over with before I vomit!” To go eat at a place that doesn’t have fries or chicken nuggets on the menu.  To be able to try on clothes without a child licking the mirror.  To go to a scrapbook store without a time limit or a little one dismembering a whole rack of stickers.  To not have to scramble to get back home to make supper.  To go to any place that sells anything without a little voice begging “Can I have that, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease????”  (For the record, Evil Genius does that too-he still won’t forgive me for telling him he couldn’t have a Lego Death Star). To have a highly caffeinated beverage without someone pouting.

Evil Genius at the Lego Store at the Mall of America.  He dreams of a Lego Death Star.  His mean wife keeps telling him no.

Evil Genius at the Lego Store at the Mall of America. He dreams of a Lego Death Star. His mean wife keeps telling him no.

(Truth:  I love my family, but sometimes I just need a day away.)

4)  Recharge  A massage or something relaxing…HA HA HA!  I DID actually get a certificate for a massage once.  It was very, very nice.

For the record, my husband has informed me multiple times that he does NOT do subtle.  I have to flat out tell him or smack him.  So honey, here’s my list…  I want to see Iron Man 3 and Star Trek: Into Darkness, for when you take me out.  Maybe we can even hold hands in public or something.  Ooooooooooooooo…

I’d be happy with a bottle of wine and a nice homecooked dinner, but let’s pretend for a minute that I could have those other things I want, k?

Today I also dumped my purse out for Kelley’s Breakroom on her Facebook page.  My husband thought that was really weird, but I thought it was kind of fun!  So come over and check it out!  Tomorrow catch me over at When Crazy Meets Exhaustion, where I’ll be rambling about that special place where people understand me.  Also, don’t forget if you have a crazy question for Evil Genius, send it to me at thesadderbutwisergirlisme at gmail dot com with “Dear Dr Genius” in the subject line. 

ZOINKS! Kids’ Cartoon Fears and the Container Mystery

Oh good, I'm not the only one who sits around and wonders about that.

Oh good, I’m not the only one who wonders about that.

Just a short post today-the bronchitis has decided to make a comeback in a really baaaaaad way.  *cough* *cough* *HACK*  Interestingly enough, there may be no relief from it-I read that most bronchitis is viral.  Great… I’m gonna hack up both my lungs before this is done.  Who needs lungs, right?  But I digress…

Fellow blogger and extremely awesome person Jenn over at Something Clever 2.0 had a post about Scooby Doo yesterday.  This made me laugh, because my kids are TERRIFIED of the show.  Seriously!  On several occasions I have told them there is absolutely NOTHING scary about that show! NOTHING!  I grew up with Scooby Doo and Scrappy Doo  (come on, I can never hear the notes preceding “CHARGE!” without thinking of “PUP-PY POWER!)  My kids may never know how many people would have totally gotten away with things if it hadn’t been for those meddling kids.

Meanwhile, we have had a mystery of our own on our hands.  The Professor went to school on his birthday Friday.  I brought in two containers, each filled with a dozen batman cupcakes later on that morning.  He returned home with no containers.  (Why does this sound like a math word problem?)  He could not fathom where they were.  Maybe on the bus?  Although one of these was my precious very expensive Tupperware container, I decided since the cupcakes were all eaten, he could retrieve them on Monday.

(Not really an expensive container-my dad brought me a bunch of great old tupperware containers from an auction.  One of them was an old 70s orange 13×9 container.  First the lid broke, later on the container itself broke.  Did you know that Tupperware is guaranteed FOREVER?  I had two different tupperware ladies hook me up.  I now am the proud owner of a very nice new red tupperware container with a nice new white lid!  It’s probably the nicest one I own.  The moral of the story-snatch up those tupperware containers that you see at rummage sales and Goodwill because you just never know!)


After several emails back and forth to his teachers, it was now Tuesday.  I had to get in my own Mystery Machine to go investigate.  A while back someone assured me that things left on the bus were brought to the school lost and found.  Since he was missing one of every glove he owned, I thought a personal trip there would be a good idea.  When they didn’t turn up at the elementary school, we went back home to the middle school where the buses drop kids off (we live just a couple of blocks from there).  This was because he admitted on the way home that he MIGHT have left them in the huge snowdrift next to the school.  They weren’t in the snow, but they were in the office.  Thank goodness his amnesia cleared up in time.

So mystery solved, and no freaky or scary villains involved.

What does this have to do with Scooby Doo?  The mystery part has plenty to do with it, anyway.  Isn’t it weird how afraid my kids are of the show?  This isn’t the first thing, my son was terrified of Thomas the Tank Engine for many years with no identifiable trigger.  My daughter is currently terrified of Ursula the Sea Witch on The Little Mermaid and refuses to have anything to do with any of the movies.  Yet she saw Avengers in the theater without even batting an eyelash.  Go figure.

Do your kids have any weird things they are scared of, on tv or otherwise?  Any interesting mysteries, solved or unsolved, in your household?

Meddling kids

My Life This Week: Not Very Interesting

So far, has anyone messed up and written ’12 instead of ’13 on their checks?  Does anyone still write checks?  I was actually told it was cheaper to write a check to pay a bill yesterday.  So I wrote one, and sent it snail mail.  Weird-I thought they were moving away from paper and ink!

Anyhoo, here is the life I led this week:



MONDAY-I just plain ran out of time and ambition to finish my post.  It was New Years’ Eve after all.  I did celebrate New Years Eve like a boss though.  Well, that is if celebrating like a boss involves making homemade pizza rolls and watching Mystery Science Theater…

TUESDAY2012 Is Done: The Year In Review So We Can Just Move On  My year and how it went, up and down…

mostly dead

He’s mostly dead, all thanks to Google.

WEDNESDAYMy Glands, My Glands, My Lovely Swollen Glands  What happens when you use Google to figure out what’s wrong with you.  Hint:  Never, ever google your symptoms.  Ever. You WILL think you are mostly dead.  Also, Wordless Wednesday: Coffee  Self explanatory.

THURSDAYWintertime Where The Sleddin Is Easy (If You Have Hills)  I participate in my second Theme Thursday on Something Clever 2.0.  The theme was Winter.  It was probably the easiest post I’ve written in awhile!

FRIDAYSheldon Cooper Lives At My House, And Today He Turns Eight  My oldest had a birthday, and tried to convince us that we were supposed to throw him a surprise party.

The only thing I will ever have in common with Rachel Green is that I am also trained for nothing.

The only thing I will ever have in common with Rachel Green is that I am also trained for nothing.

SATURDAYREBLOG:  What I Think Prospective Employers Are REALLY Saying About Me  I started applying for jobs again after a couple of week hiatus and this still rings true.  What the heck are they looking for out there?  Am I really like Rachel on Friends, and trained for nothing?

This next week:  we’ll revisit the ADD Kitchen for a new chapter, cats versus dogs, and the latest in Baking In A Tornado’s brainchild-The Secret Subject Swap, among other things!