My New Hero!!!

Did you happen to notice my little blog button in the upper right hand corner???

(look to your right....now look up...a little higher....see it?)

Tracey from True Beauty fixed this up for me!!!!

I am a HAPPY GURL!!!!

I used to think that Wonder Woman hung the moon.

Now Tracey sits in the stars!!!!!

Thank you sooooo much!!!!

There is a goodie basket being formed as I type!!!

Check out her blog button on the left and go see her blog.

You won't be disappointed.

Don't forget to share the madness and post my button!!!!!

AAAAAAGGGGHHHH!

I'm about to lose it.....my mind that is.

I cannot figure out how to make my blog button.

So............

I am turning to ya'll.

Is there anyone out there that can help me?

I'm about to go mad.

MAAAAAAD I tell you.

If you're out there and you can help me make my blog button,

there is a gift basket coming your way.

Honest to goodness.

Full of cute goodies.

I'm sooooooooooo serious.

Pleeeeeeeze?

I'm going to lay down and cry now.

It's a Mad, Mad World

I'm running away.

Hopefully to  join the junking circus (if there is one.)

I write this completely exhausted and mentally drained.

I know that most people do not care to know about the goings on in my family,

but there HAS to be another woman in the world who has experienced my kinda day.

It started with this guy.....

Don't let the "awwwww he's sleeping" bit fool you.

OHHHHHH NO!

Imagine that cute little piece of fur at thirty-seven pounds

and over three feet tall.

Imagine that big 'ol ball of cuteness getting stuck between his doghouse and the fence.

Just picture me running to his aid to help him.

That's when he pulled the old "Bait and Switch" routine.

As SOOOOON as I walked into his kennel,

he made a break for it!!

Running down the street at top speed like the village idiot!

I'm running right behind him with no shoes on and hair flying EVERYWHERE screaming at this dog like he was my child and could understand me.

(I guess that makes me the bigger village idiot.)

Twenty minutes later, I return home with said dog in tow.

By now, I'm a little peeved.

I call Mr. M.

Fight ensues over the phone.

Fast forward three hours later when my girls arrive.

The six year old had a molar pulled and a cap placed at the dentist office today.

She is crying.

I am freaking out.

 Not because of the six year old....no sir.

I'm a trauma nurse...I got this in the bag!!!

I'm freaking out because my eight year-old is SCREAMMMIN BLOODY MURDER!!!

Like she was going to be executed.

Apparently, it was a high drama of a day for her.

Their mom drops them off and burns out.

I got a crazy dog, pissed off husband, and two crying kids.

All while helping my son do homework and get dinner on the table.

In the end, tears were wiped, homework was done, dinner was ready, and kisses were flowing.

This was definitely a pivotal moment in my madness.

Anyone else have these days?????

P.S. Don't forget about my giveaway!!!!!!!!!! There's still time!!!

And AWAYYY I go.......

Hello !!!!

To everyone in blogland out there,

My name is Angélique and after months of reading (and sometimes stalking) a gazillion blogs out there, my dear husband decided that it was fine time that I contribute to the wide world of blogging and share my story. I recently married the man who is the love of my life and am now the mother of four (that's right...I said four) children ages 17,11, 8, and 6. I recently moved from the fourth largest city in the nation to proabably the 40th smallest town in the union. I am an ER nurse and a decorator and lover of all junk on the side. I hope that you will enjoy this rollercoaster ride that I'm on while I settle into small town life, restore our 1951 home and raise our lovely children all at the same time! So.....................buckle up, settle in, throw your arms up in the air and let's go!!!!!!