I want to get that warning out there right off the bat. Last night I found we were out of coffee beans. I thought I would get to the grocery store or coffee shop yesterday to buy some but I never did.

This morning I was reduced to climbing up on the counter and digging in the very back of the cupboard until I found a small plastic container of pre-ground Folger's from oh, I don't know... at least 6-7 months ago? It's an emergency back up we bought when my parents and FIL were visiting as they think freshly ground and brewed coffee is too strong. Their coffee has to be lighter than tea... you have to be able to pick up the carafe, hold it up to the light and see through it. (Why in the world you would call that coffee is beyond me....) but they like ground Folgers and that's what I bought.

I am brewing it now but I think the grounds smell like ashes.

Labels: coffee, coffeekid, kids

When your 15 year old son reminds you to buy more body wash, spends his own money on cologne from Hollister and inquires about acne treatment you know what's behind all of it.

A girl.

Yes... coffeekid has asked if he can 'go out' with a certain girl. We'll call her "K".

Although I would have loved for him to date the other "K" that he's been crushing on for months, they had agreed not to date during the summer as they didn't want to be 'tied down'. They are still good friends but apparently he doesn't mind being tied down anymore since he's been doing a few movie nights with the new "K" and would like to make it more permanent.

I've suggested continuing the 'dates' and not making it official with 'going together' but alas, the boy has ideas of his own. Imagine that.

Labels: coffeekid

Hey guess what? It's a holiday!

Yeah, you probably already know that because you are off of work today, and your spouse is too. But here in the Coffeehaus? All holidays except for Christmas Day and Easter Sunday are fair game. My husband has worked in retail for about 18 (19?) years now and weekends, holidays and late nights are all normal work days for us. It's partly because of his crazy, ever changing schedule and typical 14 hour work days that I've been a stay-at-home-Mom for as much of the kids childhoods that we could financially handle. The kids needed a 'constant' in their lives and I was/am it.

This morning is a typical day around here. My oldest daughter left for a babysitting job. My youngest daughter spent the night with friends and Coffeekid and his best friend (the shirtless guy from a previous post) are downstairs sleeping. (Without a shirt on I bet! LOL).

My oldest daughter (the one I call 'Kat' on this blog) went to the party supply store this week and bought special 4th of July things to do with the kids she babysits for today. When she showed me the bag I grinned. You see, when the children were younger and my husband was (always) working I made sure to do little fun things with the kids on the holidays to make them special and start our own traditions. Our Fourth of July tradition (depending on where we lived at the time because some places had parades on this day and others didn't....) was to have baked goods of some sort (cupcakes, cookies, cakes, desserts) with a patriotic theme as well as doing one or two patriotic crafts, wearing red, white and blue clothing (many times the $5 shirts from Old Navy) seeing the local parade and then the part the kids always looked forward too.... decorating their bikes for a mini bike parade!

I would buy crepe paper and streamers and balloons and the kids would sit outside in the garage or driveway and decorate their bikes and then ride up and down the blocks in our neighborhood for their own mini bike parade. In our first two homes in Minnesota we got the neighbors involved - not because we 'tried' but because it just evolved into that! The year before we moved away from the town that was a 'hop, skip and jump' from Canada we ended up with an ice cream social in my backyard and about 15 kids with decorated bikes riding up and down the neighborhood while the parents sat in chairs in the front yards to watch the parade. Ice cream and patriotic crafts at our home afterwards for parents and kids! I ended up with about 35 people to entertain for the holiday when in fact it started with my three kids decorating their bikes for our own little parade like always. LOL. (Yes my husband was at work and missed it all... which he didn't mind at all! LOL. He's happiest that way!)

At 17, 15 and 12 they are too old to decorate bikes or wear little matching outfits but I smiled because in my daughters 'babysitting bag' was patriotic tattoo's, spray on hair color, streamers and balloons. They are going to get dressed up, decorate their bikes and have a mini bike parade up and down their street. She is already carrying on our tradition.



... lay a firm foundation when they are small and you'll only have to patch a few cracks when they are teenagers.

Labels: Bianca, Coffeehusband, coffeekid, Frugal, Happy Housewife, Kat, kids, rambling, supermom

In the end, I'm going to blame it on the sandals.

I make him wear flip flops to the pool and the mall, he comes home with 3 girls numbers and the next thing I know I have a couple 'new' girls at my house three times this week.

Coffeekid and his best friend have hung out with the 'new' girls they met last weekend. Yesterday at 2:30 they came over to watch a movie in the basement family room. In the middle of the movie another friend came to the house so I sent him downstairs as well. Later he came up to use the restroom and made the comment; "I think I'm the only one actually watching the movie!"

I made a couple stops downstairs for 'things' I 'needed' as did my oldest daughter who was having a heart attack that 'those girls' were here again. We also sent the 12 year old down to 'get a soda' from the basement fridge. All things to make our presence known. LOL.

About an hour later, when I made pizza for dinner and brought it down I was... well, surprised that N had his shirt off.

Oh yes... he did!

Now, "N" is like a second son around here. He is my sons best friend and he all but lives at our house. He stays over at least one or two nights a week at minimum and it's completely normal and typical for him and Coffeekid to take off their shirts. (Remember they are almost 16... and believe me, 15-17 year old boys just don't wear shirts if they don't have to! I don't know what it is... showing off newly gained muscles and six-packs maybe?) anyway where was I? Oh! So it's normal for N to have his shirt off around here.

But not when there are girls here!

"N... put your shirt on."

"I got hot!"

"Of course you did. You were making out. Put your shirt on and watch the movie."

The kids - busted - laughed. Thanked me for the pizza and I went back upstairs.

Later, after everyone left Coffeekid and I sat out on the deck and talked, laughed and talked some more. He agreed to have a talk with "N" to let him know that I expect him to actually watch the movie when he's at our house... and to keep his shirt on if girls are present.

I've decided I may have to make a crafty little decorative sign for the basement;

Labels: coffeekid, Friends, Happy Housewife, kids

Tuesday is the new Saturday!

Anyone who's been around my blog for any length of time since it was started in 2004 knows that Saturday night is 'pizza' night in the coffeehaus. Homemade pizza that starts with yeast and flour and ends up being anything from pepperoni to bbq chicken to ranch chicken pizza and everything in between.

Tonight at 5:00 I happened to look at the clock, do a quick head count and realize I had 7 kids here to feed. What is more generally accepted and easy than pizza? So... let's pretend it's Saturday.




1 Pepperoni
1 Creamy Garlic Chicken

coming right up!

In the meantime Mama is relaxing with a Bacardi Mojito and the laptop. The Mojito drink? Well, ya'll know I'm not really a drinker so out of desperation my husband sometimes buys 'something' for me at the liquour store when he goes to pick up some Sam Adams or Guinness for himself. I almost never like it (because I just don't like the taste of alcohol) but this one? Well, it's growing on me. He bought me the Mango flavor because he knows I love mangoes in almost all forms. But... I have to say I don't taste any mango in this. As a matter of fact I made my own 'mango' drink last week by pureeing fresh ripe mangoes and then adding some of this in with it. Not bad... but mangoes are great no matter what you do to them! These say they are 5% alcohol, but truthfully I never feel a thing when I have one... and that's even on an empty stomach. The mint isn't strong... just a hint and then an after taste. Not bad. When I had my first I didn't think I'd have another but I have... and for a hot summer night, this icy cold drink is nice to relax with.

The Coffeekid is working on his 'hop scotch' trail with his friend. The original plan was to make the worlds longest hopscotch. Then we found out there is no world record for it (that we know of) but a bunch of little girls worked for a week to make one that was 10,001 squares long. At that point they decided they would only do 3,000 squares - but they said the girls cheated because they didn't put numbers in theirs, and a good portion of their squares were just one simple square stacked back to back without the double squares inbetween. So - the boys are doing a true double - single - double - single hopscotch complete with numbers. Can you believe these guys are almost 16? LOL. Yeah, they did hopscotch at noon today and this evening they are making out with girls in my basement while watching a movie. One foot in childhood, one foot in adulthood and straddling the fence. ;)

Labels: coffeekid, cooking, rambling, Useless information

I was busy doing 'this and that' and decided to make a pot of fresh coffee.

As I got a mug and filled it I glanced at the clock.

1:00 pm.

What!?? Seriously? 1:00? No freakin' way. How did that happen!?

I swear it's only about 10:30. Really. Every single clock in my home (as well as my cellphone and the laptop) must be wrong. Simply must be.

So what's up the coffeehaus?

I'm currently sans children. One is on a date with the Boyfriend to see Wall-E (is that how it's spelled?) The new Pixar movie. Another is at the pool with her friends (I'm still deciding if I'm going to blog what's going on with that one... stay tuned) and the boy child? Oh, he is so funny!

Coffeekid is at the mall.

In sandals.

Sandals.

Yes... it IS the end of the world for him.

Ok - CK has this 'feet' thing. He hates them. Hates all feet. Everyones feet. If he see's you put your feet up on the coffee table or counter he'll scrub both after he makes you take them down. He thinks feet are gross and likes them tucked away inside tennis shoes where they don't have to be seen. (Funny when this is the SAME KID that BIT his toe nails off until he was about 4 or 5 years old. I swear... I never had to clip them. Ever. He beat me to it. Now? Would literally throw up at the thought.)

So this son of mine went to the creek yesterday with his friends and wore his tennis shoes in the water. Today when a bunch of 'really hot chicks' (including the one he is currently crushing on) invited him to hang out at the mall he got ready and then came to me asking; "Mom, where did you put my old shoes?"

"Why?"

"Because mine are all wet from the creek."

"Well then, someone should have put them in the dryer huh? Those old shoes are so worn out there are almost holes in them."

"Almost has holes in them. Almost. But not quite."

"No. They are ugly and you are not going to the mall in them. Wear your sandals."

"EWWWW. No way. Besides, I love those shoes!"

So a good hearted argument ensued that involved not only me, but his Dad and his two sisters insisting with his Hollister shirt and sweatshirt, his long khaki shorts and his backwards hat he looked awesome in the sandals. Totally cool and fashionable.

"I don't care about what is cool or in fashion. I don't care what 'everyone' wears. I care about comfort. These are not comfortable and they make a weird sound when I walk! Listen!"

And then he walked and I said, "Yes. That's what 'flip flops' do! And no one will be listening! Besides, you can bet all the girls will be wearing theirs too. It's what everyone wears in the summer."

"Noooooo........ please!!!!! Please tell me where my old shoes are!"

In the end he wore the sandals - although not happily. LOL.

I even bet him he'd come home with 2 new girls phone numbers.

Labels: coffeekid, rambling

She did it again!

That mother.

Yesterday Coffeekid asked to spend the night at his friends and then reminded me that tomorrow was "Thursday" and that the other Mother could take them to class and pick them up.

"AND pick you up? For real this time?"

"Yeah. She's off on Thursdays remember?"

"No. What I remember is that every Thursday she SAYS she can pick up and drop off and then you call me at the last second and say she can't."

"No. For real this time. She said she can bring us and pick us up. I swear."

"Are you SURE?"

"Yeah. I'm sure."

"Ok...." Sigh.

So this morning I woke at 5:00 and read my book for a bit and then went back to sleep and got up around 7:30.

I was still in my pajamas, sipping coffee and reading blogs when the phone rang.

They needed a ride.

She went to work.

Darnit!!!!!!!!!!!!

I ran upstairs to hurry and get dressed but boy was I pissed.

I do. not. mind. picking the boys up. I really don't.

What I DO mind is if you tell me you are going to do something... follow through with it!

I was determined not to say anything though. I picked up the boys. I smiled. I turned the music up so there would be no need for conversation.

But did the Boy Child get the hint?

No.

"My Mom had to go into work today at 7:00."

Oooo Boy. You should have kept your mouth shut because I have a temper and it's difficult for me to keep my tongue checked.

His comment unleashed it.

I don't remember what all I said but I know the points were; If she SAYS she's going to do something she needs to follow through with it. How many times has she picked you guys up on a Thursday when she said she would? UH let me see - NEVER!!!!!!!!

I would put my foot down and insist (!) that I do ALL pick up and drop offs from now on except today was the last Drivers Ed class. Now they just have weight lifting on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays but she never does pick up or drop off for those anyway.

Sigh.

Labels: coffeekid, ranting

A 15-year-old Stark County girl is very competitive: she gets good grades, plays sports and also has a natural talent at cell phone texting.

Each month, she sends and receives thousands of messages.

But Paige has another talent. She can text message someone faster than you can blink an eye. She averages about 15,000 texts a month.

Just like LeBron James with a no-look pass, she can even text without looking.

"I just don't look. I guess I had the phone a long time and I just know where the buttons are and I just hit them," she said.



Umm, ok. So?

Well - I guess I have the perfect boyfriend for her since my 15 year son does the same... and yes, also texts without looking. They're made for each other. (Wait. I bet they'd never talk. They'd stand next to each other and text.)



story here

Labels: coffeekid

I slept in!

Well, ok, not really... but kind of. Sort of.

I woke at 2:48 and there was no going back to sleep so around 3:15 I grabbed a book and read 'The Intruders' until about 4:30-ish. Then I went back to sleep and managed to not wake up until 7:15. So I'm not sure if sleeping in until 7:15 counts or not. *But I'm thankful that the Drivers Education teacher is on vacation this week and THAT is why I could sleep 'in' until 7:00 on a Tuesday!

An update to the two hot girls mentioned in my George Carlin post; Coffeekid got home from swimming yesterday and found me on the deck.

"So, how was swimming?"

"Great!"

"Were the two hot girls there?"

"Yeah. They came."

"Were they still hot?"

"Well...." he hesitated and I could tell he was thinking hard on how to describe the situation. "You know how some people are hot when they're dry but not so hot when they are wet? Well, these two were hot dry but not so much when they were wet."

But the day wasn't all lost. He said a group of three girls were there that they met last year and the girls remembered him so they started talking and he hooked up with them again and they all got each others numbers.

Then the wet girls dried off and were hot again so they hung out with them.




Since I went through my teenage years obviously as a female, it's sure interesting to see it from the male perspective! LOL.

Labels: coffeekid, kids

This morning I didn't really have anything to blog about or a topic in mind for 'Coffee Talk' so instead, I browsed the internet (browsed the internet... LOL) and found this slide show of Hollywood Dads and their kids. It's in a couple places - ABC news has it and so does People - anyway! So I see this photo and... my heart melts.

I think I had a 1 second crush on Ethan Hawke (literally, like, 1 second...) back around the mid 80's or something (didn't he play in a movie with Ione Skye?) and then never gave him another thought. But this picture of him kissing his 7 year old son goodbye just melted my heart and stirred something hormonal in me. I don't know if it's just me or every straight female, but the image of a man with a baby or child socks me in the stomach and makes me want to have sex with them! LOL. Especially if that image is a guy with a good build, a slight tan, wearing only faded blue jeans and is barefoot. You put a baby in his arms and I'm melting. Just. Melting.

Guys - There is complete truth the belief that a sure way to meet girls is to have a baby or a puppy with you. Granted the baby should probably be your niece or nephew but seeing Brad with Shiloh in his arms still stirs those hormones even if it is his and he is due to be a Daddy of twins any day now.

My son has a MySpace page and on that page are various and numerous (30? 40?) pictures. His page is 'private' so only his friends can see it or the photos. One of those is a picture I took of him with a friends baby. He's wearing blue jeans, a tight American Eagle t-shirt and has a 9 month old little girl in his arms. Do you know that even though his photos, on average get about 5 comments each, that one photo had 22 comments within a couple weeks? The girls were going insane over the picture of him with the baby.

Labels: coffeekid, News, rambling

I had no intention of posting tonight yet I'm awake and here I am!

I was actually asleep by * 8:45 pm * tonight as I was simply and utterly exhausted. I had one child at work, another child plus Friend were at someones house about a mile and a half away and the third child plus Friend were here playing video. However, my husband got home from work at 8:00 pm so I put him in charge and was going to read a book in bed.

Wrong.

My head hit the pillow and I was out.

That is, until 10:15 when I woke to hear rain and wind pounding my bedroom window, a tornado siren going off and the phone ringing.

Apparently a tornado warning snuck in when I wasn't looking.

We've got all the kids home now (our 3 plus 2 extra), it's 11:00 pm, the power has gone out twice. Man I hate resetting the clock but I don't have an extra 9 volt in the house to use as a backup. The 3 older kids all need to be up at 5:30 am for weight lifting class followed by Drivers Ed so setting the clock and keeping track of the time is a must.

If I had my camera up here (I'm in bed with the laptop on my lap) I'd upload the 'in progress' pictures of the cakes but the camera is downstairs and I'm not going to go get it. Basically they look similar to cake 1 and cake 4 although I incorporated some of my "Ho Ho Cake" into the chocolate one. The cakes have to travel 3 hours tomorrow to the first house and then another hour the second day to another house before traveling the last hour to the third house where the double Birthday Parties are being held. Good gracious I'm not sure they'll make it! Especially since as of 11:00 pm tonight and thanks completely to be woken up by the tornado siren, I found out that we have a FULL truck tomorrow.

When I went to sleep tonight there were just 6 of us going. A packed vehicle but still one seat left to place the cakes.

After waking during the tornado siren I found out there will be 7 of us going.

We went from a family of 5 to a family of 7 which is cool and all except we will now have no room for 7 peoples duffel bags nor the ingredients for the Guacamole, the 2 birthday gifts and two (2) large cakes! LOL.

I told the two 12 year olds that they would each have to ride for 3 hours with a cake on each of their laps. *grin*

The storm is moving on and my book is beckoning. Hopefully sleep will find me within the hour, which will give me about 5 hours of sleep before a new day begins.

That's about it Jack. That's all she wrote.

Labels: Bianca, coffeekid, cooking, Gifts, Inlaws and Outlaws, Kat, kids, rambling

Anyone between the ages of 18 and 45 probably knows what I'm talking about when I say the line; "But we were on a break!" Do you hear Ross's voice in exasperation when he was talking to Rachel? Of course Kat is 17 and when I said that line to her last night she rolled her eyes and said, "I have no idea what you are talking about when you say that."

Well that's been a theme around the Coffeehaus this week as Kat tried to convince Boyfriend they should take a 2 week break.

Remember Kat is 'named' after Katerina from "10 Things I Hate About You" for a reason. She is fiercely independent, strong willed, intelligent and like her mama, she likes her 'me' time. The Boyfriend (who likes much more together time than she does) also has 'slipped up' more than a couple times and sent her the wrong text message, meant for one of his friends. The last one, sent while he was watching her dance recital on Saturday was accidentally sent to her informing her that he "could see right down Katie and Brittany's dresses as they sat next to him".

Yeah... he didn't mean to send that one to his girlfriend!

But his mistake was not noticing the open gaps in their dresses, the mistake is that when Kat got the message she didn't tell him- Instead she brought it up by a different route. And when she got around to asking; "So, could you see down their dresses?"

He denied it.

Oh yes he did.

Denied it more than a few times! By the time he finally admitted it she was beyond pissed.

So she said if he wasn't ready to stop lying to her about little stupid things, they needed to take a break. A two week break.

And thus began 3 days of hundreds upon hundreds of text messages, phone calls, letters written and tears.

Oh... those were all from him.

What was Kat doing? She went to the movies with a friend, worked her two part time summer jobs and tried to keep up with her busy schedule.

In the meantime I had a lot of talks with her peppered with sentences like; "But, you can't hold him responsible for the entire porn industry and the effects of mainstream media on societies current view of women!" and "of course he lied to you at first about being able to see down their dresses. He knew how pissed off you'd be and he's scared of you! Guys are always scared to piss off their wives and girlfriends!"

Last night she returned home from the Coffee Shop job with smiles and laughter.... and Boyfriend in tow. (Oh and a beautiful two page letter she had me read while they were outside 'talking'. )

I was happy to see them 'back together' as of course we (Coffeehusband and I) love this kid and his entire family.

Things are back on track... or so I thought. Last night with a laugh she told me; "I told him I'd give him a two week trial period."

Oh gosh.

This girl is a strong willed one, that's for sure! But God Bless Her - she's not 'needy' and will not be used, abused or walked all over. Thank God for that.

Labels: Bianca, coffeekid, errands, Kat, kids

This morning I picked up Coffeekid, friend 1 and friend 2 from Driver's Ed classes and while bringing them home I'll give you a snippet of the conversation;



Friend 1 (talking to Friend 2): Dude you know Meritt's favorite song is? "I kissed a girl" (lyrics here)

Me: Friend 2... he is only saying that because he knows I hate that song. That song is soooo not cool. It's more 'ewwww'. We've already discussed this.

Friend 1: Oh, but it IS cool. Girls kissing girls? That's hot!

Me: See, that is why this song is so stupid. It makes idiot teenage guys like you think it's true! And that we girls actually want to kiss other girls. Well guess what? Most of us don't! It's not hot... it's ewwwww! Now, kissing a guy... that's hot.

Friend 1: What!? No way. Guys kissing another guy? That's gross. I mean, there is nothing hot about that. But a girl? Man, you see a girl kiss a girl and well... man.

Me: I'd rather kiss a guy. I have no interest kissing another girl... most females don't and you would do best to remember that even when stupid songs like that make you think it's true.

Friend 1: So... Friend 2, what if, like, you were forced to kiss a guy... say you were forced to kiss Jonathan C?

Friend 2: No way dude. You couldn't force me. I'd run.

Friend 1: No! Like, you HAD to. Someone put a gun to your head and made you?

Friend 2: I wouldn't do it.

Friend 1: No, like you didn't have a choice. They were gonna sniper you if you didn't.

Friend 2: Then, I'd be dead cuz I ain't kissin' a dude.

Me: See? That's how most girls feel about kissing another girl.

Friend 1: NO - BUT THAT'S HOT!

Labels: coffeekid

Brain Fart: Pulling weeds in the garden and realizing I planted baby lettuce there. Those weren't weeds.

Proud: Coffeekid calling from school to let me know his teacher says he passed English class. When asked; Are you sure? Teacher assured him he did.

Strange: The family that Kat is babysitting for this summer called to let her know the husband was laid off. Still need her to babysit but he'll be home during the day working on the basement and such. Waste of money when the kids are old enough Dad could watch them and work at the same time.

Lazy: The fact that all I've done all day is weed the garden and 2 loads of laundry. Little else.

Blessings: My Best Friend (the Liberal Catholic) had her baby last night!!!! A baby boy. 9 lbs. 5 oz. (from a woman who is a size 6 with skinny chicken legs!) Ouch.

Glad it's Not Me: Coffeekid is heading to the local minor league baseball game tonight. Glad he's glad.

Speedy Gonzales: Bianca got 1st place in the 50 yard dash, 2nd in the 100 yard dash and 6th in the long jump today at 6th Grade Track and Field.

In the Spotlight: Kat is down town in 'the city' doing a full costume dress rehearsal at a major auditorium for the big recital this weekend.

Labels: Bianca, coffeekid, Friends, Kat, rambling

This week I've been coming down hard on Coffeekid to get every bit of his missing work in, get his final grades up and do a good job on his 'final projects'. He's worked hard, including being un-officially grounded from friends all week as he had to come home immediately from school and either study or do homework or read his book for a book report.

Last night I insisted nothing else comes before the final book report. He struggles (!!!) in school so when I told him that putting time into a really good outline would all but write the report for him he asked me how to write a good outline.

I went online to a high school home school site and printed off a book outline form. It takes you step by step to answer questions and then when you are done shows you how to use the answers you filled in to write your report;



Example:

2. What did this character look like? _____
(example: large head, thick body, heavy brown and black fur)

3. What kind of personality did the character have? _____
(example: fierce, fearless)

4. Give an example of one of his or her good traits.
_____
(example: loyalty to his master)

5. Give an example of one of his or her faults. _____
(example: reckless, easily distracted)



Coffeekid took it upstairs and filled it out. He then used my husbands computer to type out the report all by himself with no help from me - and as a matter of fact I never even read the report. I skimmed the first couple sentences, was impressed at how well the outline helped him - said "Great Job" and left it at that.

Well, Coffeekid came home today and said he handed it in and the teacher called him to stay after class. He asked my son if he really did this work?

Yes.

Was it a book he read before back in Junior High?

No.

Are you Sure?

Yes. The librarian suggested this book last year when she came into the classes to try to get them interested in reading and suggested book titles.

The teacher asked AGAIN if he was sure he didn't already review this book last year?

No. He said he just read the book now, it's a thick novel and there is no way he'd read something that big in junior high.

Then the teacher asked if it was his work.

Yes.

Did your Mom help you?

Nope. She just went on the internet and ran off a paper to show me how to write an outline.

So she wrote the outline?

No. She ran off the paper and gave it to me.

Did you use a website to get this report off?

No! My Mom gave me the outline form and I sat and answered the questions and then I wrote the report.

Well... I'll check with her (last years teacher) on that.

Labels: coffeekid

Too funny: My 15 year old saw there was a free "Turbo Racer" in the box of Cheerios. Was uber excited.

Has played with it for over 15 minutes now. Getting a laugh at making the cat chase it.

I don't think he's played with a little car in about 10 years.

I love it.

Labels: coffeekid

Well... in a nutshell, she is going to stay elsewhere tonight.

A little bit more of that nutshell is; It's not nearly what she made it out to be.

And although I don't doubt that her Dad may have hit or slapped her at one or some point, there are reasons (that I mentioned previously that I don't want to blog about on a public blog) that I had some doubts about the story or at least to it being as serious as she made it out to be.

I found myself exasperated with her and her Mother many times this afternoon. Coffeekid finally texted her to ask if she could stay at another friends home (can you read into that that she wasn't here... where she was supposed to be?) and she said she could stay at so-and-so's house tonight. She came and got her stuff but I didn't even see her - she texted my son and he brought her bags out to her. I believe she was with her ex-boyfriend at that point. Sigh.

Coming from a childhood where my Dad really did hit me on a regular basis until I was 15 years old and my boyfriend had a stare down with him, I was ready to talk to this girl and be a sounding board for her but I really doubt the seriousness of the situation and wonder what she wants because this charade she is putting on is not 'real'.

In the end I suspect she is doing this for the attention and drama which isn't something I can help her with. Using my home as a hotel or a hangout isn't what I was offering.

Labels: coffeekid

Musings over an Izze Sparkling Clementine (which is really yucky after mint gum... I'm just givin' you a heads up).

I wasn't sure if I'd be picking up a girl child as well as my son but when I pulled up in front of the school she was on the bench with my son. I broached the subject of just how long she would be staying with us and her reply was that she didn't know; she was talking to her Mom.

She meant of course that she was 'texting' her Mom.

She is talking to her Mom but not her Dad. Apparently M and D have no idea that she had asked us if she could stay. Apparently she didn't even tell them she was coming to our home after school until she was in the car.

Karen: Don't worry... this isn't that kind of a situation. I know for a fact Dad is harmless - except when it comes to disciplining his own daughter of course but even that is a situation where a 15 year old daughters drama may come into play. There is some major details here I am leaving out.

Basically I'm just not getting involved. If she wants to stay here for a 'cooling off' period I'm fine with that but I don't know anything about the story or details, nor do I want to. I've just always told the kids their friends are always welcome here if they need a place to stay and I stand by it. :)

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*Names obviously changed in this post. And for the record "Missy" is my sons 'ex' girlfriend that he dated for only about a month at Christmas time and they broke up because they wanted to be good friends and the whole 'dating' thing was getting in the way.

Last night I announced to my son that I was going to bring his sister dinner at work, then go to the library, then drive to the next town over to get his little sister and her friend from track practice. (For the record, yes my husband was home... LOL. Remember how I tell you he is more like a bachelor that happens to be married with children?)

As I walked up the stairs my son followed me. By the look on his face and the way he held his body I could read the signs that he was about to tell me something 'important' - which in the life of a 15 & 1/2 year old could be anything from his latest conquest on Halo Online to that he has a new girlfriend.

"Mom?"

"Uh huh"

"You like Missy right?"

"Yeah...."

"She's nice right?"

"Yep."

"Would it be ok if she stayed here for about 4 days? Just Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday?"

"Sure. Are her parents going out of town?"

"No. Her Dad hit her again. This time there are bruises. She's going to go to DHS on Monday I think."

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I know I'm not the only one that constantly tries to 'remind' herself; "You've got to remember to blog about that!" and like a dummy, I always think I will.

And within 4 minutes it's completely gone from my brain.

The next morning when I sit down to write the "Coffee Talk" blog I am stumped thinking; "What was that I was going to blog about!? It was so _____ (cute, funny, horrible, ugly... insert whatever word you would like here, I'm sure it's fitting.)

I also have a zillion photos on file that I took with the intention of blogging about that I never 'felt' like writing a whole post out. Typically I'm trying to write while I'm doing laundry, listening to kids, listening to my husband work on his laptop behind me, thinking of the dishes that I should be doing, looking at the clock to remember to rush out to pick up another child from something.... ok, you get it.

Well, remember when I posted about Coffeekid getting his black eye last umm, Friday (?). There is one thing I wanted to blog about because it was funny at the time, but I never "got around to it" and now, it's just not as funny - although I've heard this phrase go through my head 50 times in the last 2 days so I'm going to tell you anyway. (Even though out of context, I swear it's not as funny....)

As my son was telling me about the UFC fight I looked at him and said something to the effect of;

"Why'd you let him give you a black eye?"

And a long exasperated explanation followed.

"But... why did you let him get a punch in?"

"Mom! It was only one punch, then I ...... (long explanation).

"Uh huh. But why'd you let him get that punch in?"

His two friends flanking him 'got it' but he was still clueless and riled up.

Finally, trying to hold back a smirk his friend turned to him and stated;

"Dude, I think she's mocking your skills."

"What?"

"I think... she's mocking your skills."

"Oh!!!!"

And then he got it. And laughed.

(trust me... it really was hilarious at the time.)

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