Pult Day!!!-- Heads or Tails...

Hubby actually did this Heads or Tails....Our Pult nights are LEGEND in his family.....if we go to long without one...hubby starts to get cranky....



When my brother, Mark, and his fiance Esther came to visit recently we finally had a pult day. It's been a while.

I mentioned Pult on facebook and someone said, "What's pult?..sounds kinda seaweedy."

My answer:
Not seaweedy, Swede-y. It's a Swedish delicacy made from ground-up potatoes and lots of flour, a little milk, and some kind of magic. Mixed into a doughy substance. Formed into a puck-like shape with a piece of bacon or pork (if you're rich) in the middle, and boiled for an hour. Comes out slimey and gray and weighing 11 pounds each. Add butter and salt, eat 8 of them, then pass out. Next day slice or dice and fry. Add vinegar if you're half-English. Or, if you're half-Finnish, you can add sour cream. Easily the best food on earth.

These aren't ours(I found them on the 'net) They are a little lumpier than ours.

These are ours. Day 2: Fried!

Bree ate most of my supply...

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Kids are so embarrassing...

ok, so remember a couple of days ago when I wrote about all the embarrassing things my kids have done to me over the years?? Well...now...my precious little Gracie is in on the action...
We went to a Valentines dinner at my church tonight....
and I dressed up little Gracie in her all of her cute Valentine finery...
and we had an awesome dinner put on by the youth of our church....
(Very well done by the way if any of you are reading this)....
and we are onto the cheesecake....
and there is this smell....
My sweet little daughter is sitting on my lap...

farting like no ones business....
BUT

You can't hear her...

You can only SMELL her.
And I do mean....
SMELL her.
and You always have to know that someone around that table is thinking...
"sure it's the baby..."

BUT...

just to emphasize the point...I am waving my hand around

and complaining about how you can dress her up, but can't take her out....
just in case...
you know....

and then...

in the quietest moment possible...

She fills her pants....

AS LOUDLY AS IS POSSIBLE

for one tiny three month baby girl to do...

and the whole table started to laugh....

At least she redeemed me....

Sort of.......

New Hair Cut....

I love my friend Lauren....
She gave me the best hair cut I have ever had...
I love it....Thanks Lauren..
It must be nice ...cause hubby was on the phone...
and when I came home
he told our friend he had to go cause I was sexy again...LOL
(Wow that is some haircut!!!)

It sure is nice to have a good haircut after being fat and prego for nine months....
I am starting to feel human again...

Your Kids Did What?

As anyone who has ever had kids knows...They can be cute, funny, humiliating, and down right hilarious!
Have your kids embarrassed you in public? Destroyed your dignity....made liars out of you...Done something incredibly sticky cute or funny??
Spread diaper cream..or diapers...
all over?
chocolate pudding? (Brenda)
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Your Kid Did What?
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and we all like bragging rights on our little darlings right??
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(I have five kids and two grand kids...you better listen to me....LOL!)
after you read the rest of my posts that is...

Photo Fun Friday!

OH....Yeah....I Love these people...I just try not to admit it......LOL!







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Mark and Esther's visit!

Since Mark and Esther's visit came during Esther's birthday...
We had a little family party for them at Aunty Anna's...
Here are some pics from the party...

Wordless Wednesday!

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The loss of my Modesty...

It is as the title says....

I have no modesty left...

Believe it or not, there actually was a day when getting my skirt caught up around my waist tucked into pantyhose after a visit to the bathroom would have caused me absolute mortification...
(and no, I am not admitting that actually happened-I am much too classy for that...(snort))

and if...Heaven Forbid....I actually had a "costume malfunction" and lost part of a bodice to a dress while at a public affair, I probably would have burst into tears...(if that had actually happened....)

I would have been horribly embarrassed if say...my SIL..in a moment of evil insanity announced to our entire wedding reception that she and I had to leave for a while because I needed help with my dress while I went to the bathroom... (that might have happened...)

And it is even entirely possible that I was so shy that I was embarrassed to kiss my groom in front of the whole room..(although after the announcement I had to pee-it may just have been a bit much)...

BUT

I did finally find a cure for modesty.
It was having children.

Maybe it was the endless poking and prodding during pregnancy,
or the fact that during delivery they pretty much display your goods for every practicing student in the hospital.

Or maybe...it was the well meaning nurse who having seen lots of boobies grabbed my chest without asking...to show me how to nurse my baby....in case I couldn't figure out that item A (babies mouth) attached to Item B (my nipple)

It could have been the attendent who decided I needed my "post partum" checkup with family standing in the room....

But no...
It was actually none of those things.
It was the children themselves...
Every mother knows, they are repayment for how we treated our parents...

so...

It was actually the time my daughter Brandy told the manager of a restaraunt that his bald head shone.

and the time my oldest daughter told a black man his teeth were so white...

Oh...wait....It could have been the time when one of the very dignified elders at our church grabbed my cute little girl Brandy, lifted her above his head, turned her over so that her dress fell over her head.....
Only to discover that somewhere between my house, and that minute she had shed her underwear in an undisclosed location...
and it could have been the shocked gasps...and silence as mortified I said....
"she really was wearing underwear..."

and the time that all three of my oldest daughters went knocking on the doors of the apartments we lived in and told them that their mommy didn't have enough food for their lunch (which by the way..they had just rejected...)

They were able to scam sandwhiches, soup, and hot dogs before a neighbor who actually didn't believe their story came to tell me what my inventive little urchins were doing....

or again at the same apartment when my little entrepeneurs drew a bunch of really crappy pictures and went to the same houses selling them for cold hard cash...cause wouldn't you know it, I didn't ever give the little darlings money...

It was also the time I found out that they were putting string across the sidewalk and tripping people as they walked by....

and the time my oldest locked out the other two, while I was coming home from work...while daring them to run around the apartment in their underwear....

And now that I have had a boy...

I am discovering there are new ways for them to embarrass me...

and it is only just beginning...

This morning? My little angel came up to me...gave me a kiss and a hug....said he loved me....

peeked inside my housecoat...
pointed

and said

Boobs! and started laughing...

Thanks son....
There gos what was left of my modesty...



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Bath time fun...

oh boy....

I can't believe I admit to being friends with this guy...LOL!
Nice look Jason...