the multi post

I was gonna blog like three times today – But I think I’m just gonna blog one long blog (well I did put that one other post up)  – save you the hassle of getting a bunch of entries in your reader, or having to check how far down my page til you see something you’ve already read. Part 1

This morning was hard, and interesting. Cammy and Jerry are both sick, which makes for sensitive Cammy and grumpy Jerry. Can someone give me the STOOPID mommy of the day award for sending the grumpy sick hubby to check on the sensitive sick child at five a.m? Yeah – that just didn’t go well. Stern voices and wailing children at five a.m. Ummm. That won’t ever happen again. I know now why I do the late night feedings and tending to.  

Most interesting moment was Jerry walking through the bedrooms in his grey wool chapeau hat and white boxers and I’m pretty sure his shoes or some dark socks. That’s it. This was our interaction.

• Me:”Aren’t you cute in your little get up.”
• Jerry: “It was a concentrated effort”
• Me: “sweet, its workin.”

He looked like he was ready to go to work and it tickled me to no end.

Part 2

Jerry and I took the girls to brunch with his dad over the weekend. He looks like Santa on a vacation day – he’s got this puffy white beard and a round belly. And he dresses like a vacationing senior in Florida. And I love the way his eyes crinkle when he interacts with Cammy- they just seem to make each others day. We had a nice breakfast and the waiteress all thought Cammy was adorable – she pulled her polite big girl out. And Gabrielle got her fair share of ‘oh my’s.

After breakfast we went on the great shoe hunt 2007. Whats that you say?

Well I’ll tell you – any time we have to shop for shoes for my husband it’s the great shoe hunt of  what ever year and month we happen to be in. My husband has large feet. Size 13′s. And he likes a particular shoe, can’t be too trendy, can’t be too shiny, too thin, too thick. He’s like the goldilocks of shoe buying. So imagine my surprise when he likes the shoes I picked out for him – at the first store on the first try. I thought we should buy a lotto ticket see if we could keep the amazing feats going.  

Part 3

I’ve been tagged by, the ever out writing me, Sherri over at her self titled blog. I’m sure you’ve seen the meme here’s the deal: I gotta post 7 random things about myself. Like everything I post isn’t random as all get out but okay – you want some random Sherri -I’ve got random for ya!

There are however rules:

1. Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.
4. Tag seven random [?] people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog.

Ladies and Gentleman… heeeerrreee we go.

1. I can juggle. Just three items, but I can do it, my uncle/cousin who taught me how to swim (that may be a post for this week) also taught me how to juggle. Everytime I do it my three year old gets so excited, like she really didn’t already know I can juggle. Its great fun.
2. My mother and father were related to each other when they married- my mothers father married my fathers sister – which is how my uncle/cousin listed above is the same person. He call me his couneice (pronounces KA-neice). He’s one of my favorites. I should see him more. I also havea few aunt cousin hybrids.
3. I’m afraid of heights, and I’m claustrophobic however I’ve never not done something due to beign afraid of it, I figure fear should be the last reason I ever give for not trying something.  
4. I’m a sucker for tears. My sister could always get her way with me if she cried. Never failed. I can’t handle tears and will do what ever to stop them.
5. I have a bad habbit of visualizing my death – all the time – like when I am driving I visualize a car totally losing control and jumping the median and spinning out and hitting me head on a eighty miles a hour – when there is clearly no traffic.
6. I write thank you notes and never send them. All the time, I make Cammy write them after every holiday all the time, and we never mail them. I like mail. And I like to mail stuff, but post offices keep almost bankers hours so I never get there.  
7. I try really hard, everyday and I am happy with the effort even if it doesn’t work out the way I planned.

And now I shall tag thee, seven in number (Sherri said it like that so I did too):

• 1. Mamalouges
• 2. ebonymama
• 3. adam -Although I don’t think he will ever post again
• 4. Melissa – cause I think she will
• 5. DJ Black Adam – cause he’s the black male whose blog I read most – other than the hubby
• 6. Jaelithe – cause she needs an excuse to blog
• 7. Ronata – my sister who I hope will see this and start a blog.

I will post another poem this evening, I chose this upcomingpoem for posting because of another poet whose piece I heard today. There aren’t very many poets whos perfomances and writing I appreciate – I did appreciate and enjoy his. I’ll post both this eveing.