My husband calls me weird

The never ending cough infection

Well, Aaron and I are at home today. The kiddo woke up with a 101 fever. Poor little guy. I hope this creep n' crud goes away soon. Just wanted to give a quick reminder to go vote for your fave Elvis Sighting! The voting ends tonight and the winners will be announced tomorrow. In case anyone was wondering the extra little something going to the second place winner besides the Elvis CD will be an Elvis book mark. I'm off to go cuddle a sick little boy.

(And I totally can't believe the Hot Blooded dude went home last night on Idol!)

A cough infection with a side of tattoo

Aaron's doctor's appointment yesterday turned out to be just what I expected. Lungs are clear (YAY!), minor wheezing (BOO!) and no ear infections (YAY!), but clear fluid building up (BOO!). The diagnosis? The same shit that everyone else has. If you're Aaron he will tell you "I have a cough infection." He was up most of last night coughing his little lungs out and this morning he had bags under his eyes. Let's not even talk about how red and raw his nose is getting from the constant blowing/wiping. I have tons of deadlines this week at work and can't miss anymore time. I felt like the world's biggest bitch dropping him off at school today. I told him (and informed his teacher) that if he feels really sick he can call me and I will come pick him up. I love my job and I love to work, but this is one of those moments where I wish I could be a stay at home mom.

A lot of you seemed interested in my tattoo (or choice of tattoo) that I will be getting during Chicago Chick Fest 2008 (holy crap, a whole weekend with my friends and hours away from my kids.....I can't fucking wait. I love them, but this momma needs a break.) I have wanted a tattoo forever, but the occasion and time to get one has just never presented itself. I have contemplated getting either a mythical faerie, and ancient sun design or a Celtic cross for my Grandma. I nixed the faerie after thinking about what it will look like 50 years from now when my skin sags more than not and I can't seem to find a sun image that makes me jump up and down with glee. That left the Celtic cross. Then I began to think about a cross on my body and how unreligious of me it would be. I believe in God. I pray in my own way, but I do not have a designated religion and for some reason it seemed wrong to me to permanently place a cross on my body. Still wanting something to represent my Grandma, I asked the hubby for some help. He found the Celtic Peace Knot for me and it is perfect.

This is an image of a pendant, so ignore the doo-dad on top to hang the piece on a necklace. It is supposed to represent "The peace within oneself, in one's relationships, and with others," and this is exactly what my Grandma tried to do all her life. She may not have necessarily liked someone, but she found it in herself to find peace and acceptance. She would have even found the good in Hitler (Look, he wore matching socks!! Good job Hitler, good job.) Now, I can't say I can find the good in everyone, but I hope that I can find the peace within myself for acceptance  and doing all I can to live my life to it's fullest. The tattoo will go on the back of my left shoulder and yes, I promise pictures when I return from CHICAGO CHICK FEST 2008. And no, I'm not excited in the least. (For that matter if you live in the Chicago area and want to meet up for a drink, providing your not a psycho stalker killer dude, then email me. I will give you the 411 on some plans.)

(Dude, I almost forgot Idol chit chat again! I'm such a loser. The Irish girl- yes.......and the chick who played the guitar and did Carly Simon. I found her annoying last week, but I liked her last night. Other than that I was so not impressed. Your thoughts?)_

Itchy Butt

I have an extremely sweet husband. He can make me laugh like nobody's business. Monday night I got a terrible case of food poisoning. So bad I can barely talk about it. In the words of Aaron, "You're gigusting Mommy." I was still feeling pretty terrible all day yesterday. When I got home from work I went upstairs to take off my work clothes and relax in some sweats. On my pillow lay a card and it is the best damn card I think I've ever received.

Front:

Inside:

Seriously, how can you not adore a man who gives you an itchy butt card after you've spent hours shitting your life away?  I think I love him more  BECAUSE of the itchy butt card. And no, you cannot have him. He's mine thankyouverymuch.

On top of the food poisoning, Aaron is not feeling any better, so it's off to the doctor's today. He's had a cough since Saturday, it's getting worse, his nose has started in on the action and he's had a low grade fever every night. I know it's probably a bad cold, but when you combined his bad ears and asthma I just want to make sure, for my own peace of mind.

REMEMBER! GO VOTE! ELVIS CONTEST!

I will leave you with this awesome joke emailed to me by one of my good friends. I laugh every time I read it. Enjoy.

A guy goes to the supermarket and notices an attractive woman waving
at him. She says hello.

He's rather taken aback because he can't place where he knows her
from. So he says, 'Do you know me?'

To which she replies, 'I think you're the father of one of my kids.'

Now his mind travels back to the only time he has ever been
unfaithful to his wife and says,

'My God, are you the stripper from my bachelor party that I made
love to on the pool table with all my buddies watching while your
partner whipped my behind with wet celery???'

She looks into his eyes and says calmly, 'No, I'm your son's
teacher."

(Oh my gosh, I almost forgot Idol!! David A. (the cute kid) ALL the friggin way. Chikenze did well and so did David Hernandez. Opinions? Who else wants the male Jessica Alba boy to go home because he irks the hell out of you?)

ELVIS SIGHTING CONTEST 2008: GIT YOUR VOTE IN

Seriously people, you crack me the hell up. Just when I thought I had picked my favorite, you surprised me with another little Elvis jewel. Voting starts today and will end MIDNIGHT this Friday (the 29th). I will announce the winners on Saturday morning. You only have one vote. All images will have their own number. When you vote, please place your image number choice in the comment section. Use your vote wisely. The entries this year are beyond fantastic.

Prizes:

1. First place winner will receive a one of a kind Elvis Art work piece created by me and a CD of my favorite Elvis songs.

2. Second place will receive a CD and a little something else that I have yet to determine. I have to dig through my Elvis stash to see what I can come up with.

3. Third place will receive a CD.

Shall we get on with the show?

#1: You know how Elvis felt about his cars.


#2: Elvis in the hound dog cage


#3: Elvis warming his buttocks and helping to deliver some grub.


#4: Normally I don't disclose who the images came from until I announce the winners, but Pamela created a story to go with her images. Go take a look. Read, laugh, comment and head on back here because there's a whole lotta sightings left to see.

#5: Elvis, scoping out the babes at the beach.


#6: Who knew Elvis could rock the hair dryer too. Look at how pretty Strawberry Shortcake is!


#7: Elvis, the funky egg. Wonder what the chicken looked like that dropped that one.......


#8: A plumber too?!?!


#9: Wait a minute....Elvis is a twin?!



#10: Uh Elvis...can I join you please. Your party looks way more fun than mine.


#11: Elvis working the tractor

#12: Still diggin the tractor. There must be a whole lotta shakin' going on.

#13: Elvis on parade? Working his bee fans?

#14: It's what's inside that counts right?!

#15: Elvis, poking around the news.

#16: Elvis: I'd totally vote for him.

#17: Elvis, stylin the earrings and sharing his drink. It's a beautiful thing.
Blue Hawaii meets Las Vegas.

#18: Elvis, hanging with the hounds again. I'd watch out Elvis. You're in leg lifting range.

#19: Elvis, obviously being chased by fans needs a quick escape by his trusty yellow alien friend!

#20: Chillin at Chilli's. The food is mighty tasty there. Have a margarita for me dude.

#21: Kitty NO!!!!!!!!

#22: A Lego Thriller!!!! With Elvis?! An instant classic.

#23: I'm so scarred now. I will never look at squirrels the same way again.

I love you guys!!!!!! Now go vote!

Fun Monday: What's your name baby

Sorry I'm a bit late this morning. The kiddo had a minor asthma attack and I needed to pull out his nebulizer, which we haven't had to use since last May, also known as the attack that made my heart stop.

This week's Fun Monday is hosted by Mariposa. She would appreciate it if we would:

1. Explain our blog name

AND

2. Show your fave dish

Make sure you check out all the rest of the Fun Monday peeps. And that's an order. I'm not in the mood to argue with you, so just do it okay.

Allrightythen.......shall we begin?

1. My blog's name is "My Husband Calls Me Weird," which quite frankly I didn't think of until after I created my url www.anticsofacrazymom.typepad.com. I am weird and my husband reminds me often. Actually, I'm probably more quirky then weird, but you get the idea. I have rings on almost every finger, 4 holes in each ear, I dress a bit odd and my hair is spiked. I love to wear funky make up (blue eye shadow! sparkles! Screw that "natural" look) and I go to get my first tattoo in the end of March during girls' weekend in Chicago. I think you get the drift. I like to march to my own drum beat.....hell I think I like to march to my own rock band for that matter.

2. My fave dishes:

LOVE this! Although my husband wouldn't go for it, but isn't it lovely?!

These vegetable dishes tickle my funny bone. Of course I'd be the one to want to serve carrots on the eggplant plate.

(Pssst! Elvis Deadline is tonight!!!! Everyone get your images in!)

Fish, Go

I just got my ass kicked by my three year old playing Go Fish (or if your three, it's Fish, go.) Do you think this might be any indication about my intelligence?

(Elvis. Deadline. Monday. Click on link on the left hand side for directions. Sorry for not linking here. See mental capabilities above.)

Stressors and De-stressors

(First- I agree with everyone eliminated from Idol last night except Joanne. There were far worse chicks to eliminate. Opinions?)

I think it's fairly obvious that everyone has a certain amount of stress in their life. Mine lately has been huge. I've had to try to find small things to help reduce my stress, or I'd go ape shit bananas and not be able to get my head out of my ass.

The Stressors

1. 2 Grandmas dying 3 weeks apart. What, did they get together and plan this?
2. Tootsie.....she's limping now. I think she's just irritated the area where her claws were removed. It's also the paw that had all the ingrown toenails. We shall see. I can't afford any more vet bills, but you do what you gotta do for your pets. They are family too.
3. $$$$$$
4. That the roof repair people STILL have yet to repair the leaks and they were called over a week ago.
5. The bathroom vent that the old home owners vented out of the house improperly and now it's condensating on my bathroom ceiling. FYI- when you vent out a bathroom vent, don't just attach it to the roof vent. It doesn't work that way.
6. Another damn kid's birthday party to go to this weekend.
7. More snow and people who don't know how to drive in it.
8. Carpenter ants.
9. Yesterday Aaron had a tummy ache. It exploded in Target. While trying to help him wipe, he backed up into my light khaki pants. I'll leave the rest to your imagination.

The De-stressors

1. That Min shared her lovely award with me. Min- my marriage proposal still stands.

2. Getting Tootsie high on catnip. She becomes a little hussy. Highlight of my day yesterday.
3. My new windows!
4. That after the tummy ache Aaron finally fell asleep and was QUIET the rest of the night.

5. My new blog design!!!
6. ELVIS CONTEST!
7. Bow-chicka-bow-bow
8. I haven't had a lot of time to make jewelry lately, but if I don't do something artsy I go freaking nuts. So, I have started making little marker drawings. I love Sharpie markers. The pictures are no bigger than 4x6 and when I get many done I'm thinking about framing 4 or 6 in a grouping. We shall see.



Not too shabby in my mind. I usually only do abstract. I'm not much of a still life drawer or portrait. I've done some large pencil abstract drawings that I should dig out to show you. Go on, tell me I'm an artistic genius! Kidding! Most people wonder just what in the hell I was smoking when I created these.

Have a lovely weekend. See you on Monday. (ELVIS DEADLINE!)

More Idol chit chat

(Like the new look? Hit refresh if you don't see it.)

What the fuck Idol girls??! You completely dropped the bomb. The only ones that were even remotely decent were:

1. The cute blondie girl who wanted shoes for a birthday present.
2. The chick whose father recently passed. She sang Janis Joplin pretty well, but desperately needs to learn to enunciate her words.
3. Tobacco road singer (my fave of the night in case you were wondering.)
3. The last girl with the awesome accent. I couldn't stand the song, but her voice rocks.

The ones that annoyed me were (and not necessarily because of their performance):

1. Alexendrea. One should not be that cocky when you haven't even proven your worth. (It's pronounced AlexenDREA, not......Oh for Jimmy Crickets sake. SHUT UP!)
2. The little goody two shoes blonde girl who Simon wants to bring over to the dark side. I mean, come on, NO ONE can be that goody goody! Tell me you've never snitched a grape from the grocery store while testing which bag to buy or thought of all the dirty things you want to do to your hubby....oh wait, maybe that's me. (insert evil grin here)
3. Simon. Where the hell does he get off being so damned RUDE! Constructive criticism yes,  demolishing a person's ego, no.

What are your opinions? Whose going home tonight?)

(Oh, did I tell  you  I got new windows installed in the new house. Our old windows were aluminum and we were getting ice dams in the sills. That and we were getting sick of paying $250/month for heating. You know windows are bad when you walk upstairs and it's colder, not warmer. Now, it's all nice and toasty warm. Can't wait to see how much lower our heating bill will be!)

Kitchen and breakfast area before

and the kitchen/nook after.

Living room before. Shut up about the mirrored wall please. We still have yet to figure out where the disco ball and stripper pole are going.

Living room after. Did I mention it was one of the coldest days of the year when the windows were installed? Much cheaper to do this time of year, but damn is it cold.

Reminder! Elvis Contest deadline is MONDAY! Make sure you check out the new creative rule! I call it the Min Rule.

Elvis Wednesday, even though the contest is delayed

Okay, first off, Idol talk anyone? My votes go to the cute little black haired guy named David, who lost his voice when he was a little tyke, the dread lock dude with the prettiest green eyes ever and (be still my heart) the uber hot guy from Australia. Opinions anyone? Let's resume Idol talk after tonight's performances.  Meet here same place and time?!?! Got it?! Good. Be here or be square.

Last time we saw Elvis, he was defacing many National Monuments. Looks like the King is still up to no good.

Elvis laying low and partying with the Sphinx. I hear the King of Egypt makes a mighty fine queso, and lets be honest, who can resist queso? Certainly not me.

Elvis then wanted to hang with the man himself, George Washington. He brought some of that damn tasty queso with him to share with the numero  uno president. I hear they brought down the White House. Bush was beside himself.

Then Elvis had to go an make fun of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. I guess the French didn't find it too funny when Elvis kept asking where the pizza was. (Pisa.....pizza...get it? No? You guys have no sense of humor do you?)

Finally, Elvis headed on over to Vegas to shut Celine Dion up.  I can't say that I blame him either. Thankfully for all the Dion fans,  Elvis got there a bit too late seeing that she doesn't play there anymore. That's okay, at least he tried.

REMEMBER folks, ELVIS SIGHTING CONTEST 2008!!! Deadline is now February 25! Don't miss out! (Besides, do you know how much your pictures amuse me?!?! It's pure gold people!)

Some people are just plain wacko

I had to drop my brother off at the airport this morning so he could return home to Utah, the land of the Mormons and great ice fishing.  Dropping him off seemed so....final. Yesterday, I went to my mom's house to find my mom and my aunt going through all of my Grandma's stuff. It was hard to see all of her possessions in bags to donate and having mom push me to go through stuff and take what I wanted. I was not ready for it........Grandma's death is still too fresh for me. I did end up with some great pieces of jewelry that I will be able to pass down.....Gah, this is so depressing. Sorry, it just all seems to be in my mind and I'm not thinking abut much else.

How about some Google searches? They are always good for a laugh. That and it sort of makes me feel like Dr. Ruth.

* Eeyore underwear - Yes, I have some. You got a problem with that? Sucks to be you. Although I have to say, I prefer my Tigger underwear or no underwear. (Oh, that terrible mental image. TMI! TMI! Sorry, couldn't help mah-self.)

* Is my husband into me? - If you have to ask this, then you already know. Go on a romantic get away, spice things up a bit. If all else fails, leave. You deserve someone who is into you.

* Crazy calls - Like cat calls? Or duck calls? Or people calling you to breathe heavy into the other end of the phone a la Darth Vader ? I need more info here if you want me to help. Email me.

* Hearing a weird song he don't understand - Do you think it could be because of your grammar? Try "he doesn't understand." Makes  so much more sense, don't you think?

* House centipede up the nose - Well for Jimmy Cricket's sake, get that fucker out! Why did you even have to Google that? Please don't tell me you still have that nasty bug bastard up there?!?!? Blech. I've lost my appetite and there are some mighty damn fine brownies nearby.

ELVIS CONTEST! HURRY! DEADLINE TOMORROW! MARK! YOU BETTER ENTER!

UPDATE! Okay, upon further inspection, there seems to be a bunch of you that really want to do the contest, but kind of forgot....or have broken computer parts. Since I was missing from the blog world all last week and couldn't give reminders, I will happily extend the contest deadline for image submission.  How about MONDAY, Feb. 25th? Does that give enough time? Min, can you find a printer with that time?