Warning--This POST contains TMI

This post contains a little of this and a little TMI........after a debate with myself for almost a week I finally decided this past weekend to let the DH know that I was a little disappointed in our V-Day evening.  What I thought was going to be an evening of a nice home cooked meal followed by the movie V-Day (after the little one went to bed) ended up as an evening of a semi-nice meal (timing was off a little on part so this is totally my fault) and the DH downstairs watching college basketball.  All the while I am upstairs watching whatever random thing I could find within the 400+ boob tube channels and trying to get in a little exercise.  Don't get me wrong, this didn't make me mad, it made we wonder where had our relationship gone. (and, yes mom, all is fine)  I like college basketball.  However I do not like to watch it EVERY SINGLE NIGHT, nor was it what I thought we would watch that particular evening.  So after much debate with myself I casually made the remark that I was disappointed with our evening and I'd be purchasing something nice for myself the following week to make up for it. WINK WINK    

Ah, That should get his attention!  Come to find out he was just as disappointed as I was, or so he says...I really think he just agreed to keep me from shopping!  =0)  So with all the crazy things going on in life don't forget about that person that walks beside you in life daily.  Most likely if you're feeling uneasy about something they are too!  So instead of that delicious looking lens you see pictured above I'm sure my purchase will still be delicious but will look something like this instead.....

Love ya babe!

Now for a little funny news and TMI......I've been debating whether or not I want to use my children's real names in the blog or come up with nick names for them.  In picking up our son yesterday I asked him if I could call him "naughty boy?"  He looks at me with one eye brow raised and says

Mom, my name is Alex.

So can I call you "naughty Alex?" 

No, my name is Alex, just call me Alex, he exclaims.

OK OK I say.  I get it your name is Alex.  We continue home, follow our routine.  He grabs an iPhone or iPad and plops on the couch to play game or watch a show for a bit and I start the normal dinner prep, house pick up, mail sort, blah blah blah.  Oops, mom needs to go do some business.  So off to the restroom I go.  (We all go potty, don't act like you don't)  Mean while there is a little voice screaming from the other room that he needs a drink in his cup.  After 5-6 screams I scream back I'll be there in a minute.  Then I hear little feet.  He's looking for me.  Ah, he found me. 

I need a drink in my cup, he says

Yes, I will get it in a minute.  As he turns to leave I realize there's not enough TP.  So I ask him if he could please get mommy some toilet paper. 

Shore, he says

Upon his return, with a puzzled look on his face he says

Mom, Did you poop?

Nope I say.  He looks puzzled again and says

but we don't wipe when we pee.........????

Well boys don't but girls do, I explain.

Oh yeah, I know and walks out of the room. 

See I told you it was TMI, but it was funny. 
Til next time!