Check Box, Click Delete, Post Gone.

So I was busted. Yes, my kid got me. I received these fab awards and I posted them last night. Well, well, well, seems Ms. Bipolar, no Diva this time, screwed up. I love getting awards. They mean that someone's thinking of me and that's really cool especially since I spend much of my time, regardless of what my blog may say, thinking of the kids, the business, everything but me. Stop it now! It's true! Well, sort of.

Anyway, both awards ROCKED one was from My Kid Ate My Cheese. Isn't that a cool blog title? Do me a favor, run over and tell her hi!

The next was from From The Mind Of Marvi Marti. She's got a cool thing going on. Well, that's the one that got me in trouble, sort of. The award was awesome like the first one, but a bit more risque. Well, that kind of fits me most days. Until the kidlet asks:

"Mom, what are those Barbies doing?"

"Uh, what Barbies?" me trying to deflect the situation.

"The ones on your page, you know the award."

Here's one of my infamous bubble thoughts "OH SHIT! I am SO not getting out of this one!"

"Mom, what did you mean by "hangin' with?" (yeah, I know that punctuation's all messed up. I need Gucci Mama to help me or maybe Cheeseboy)

Bubble thought "I wonder if I'm going to pass out or puke first?"

"Mom, I know all of those actors you put up except the last one, who's he?"

Bubble thought "Oh Lord it's getting hot in here."

"He's just an old friend."

"But WHO is he? It linked to this page in another language. He HAS to be somebody! His email was there too. Isn't ".gob spanish for .gov?"

Why in the world did I INSIST on the kid learning Spanish?

"Ya know kid, I'll give you $20 to spend at Target if you just STOP asking me questions. Try for more and I'm going to be using a shovel and some bleach"

"Deal."

Dirty, stinking, little kid was blackmailing me! The kid's an extortionist. I am so busted. I am so paying.


Seems Ms. Bipolar let a secret slip, I'm blaming it on the ambien. A few of you saw the post, 99 of you to be exact, and maybe caught it or maybe not. But in my medicated bipolar fog of the night I didn't stop long enough to consider that I could have caused some big trouble for him in his political career. Never mind he's in another country. Point being, I cause trouble for him and yowza, I don't even what to think about me! Even though it was decades ago..... dude has power in his country and there they use their power.

So, in my "extorted mom mode" I removed the post.

Now I feel like an ungrateful rat to my friends, but an embarrassed mom to my kidlet.

Next I want to thank Christy over at I'm Just Sayin... for hosting the "Tuesday Train" blog hop. I've linked up and if I could ever stop long enough to figure out how to add one of those link up things I'd link it up. So click on to her site, she has it up and going. Say hey while you're there and tell her I sent you.

Next on my list is Sage. Seems Sage read a post of mine where, once again not thinking, I said yes I can hula hoop. So what does Sage do? Challenges me to a hula hoop vlog! 

His words:

"I dont think you can hoola hoop........

prove it.

Prove it Mrs. Vlog-o-rama!"

I'm hoping that he's going to forget all about that and no gauntlet will be thrown down. How in the world do I get myself into these messes?

The last thing on my list is that I'm a little bit mad at Monkey Man. He confirmed that Papa Haydn's has the best desserts in the WORLD and I've been thinking of them all freaking day long! Well there is a birthday this Wednesday, maybe I'll have to go for Boccone Dolce.