There is a strange thing about the blogging world. Somehow, I’ve managed to “meet” some people out here that I can really relate to. I admit that I have a fairly long blogroll and some I keep up with more than others. Some are moms, some are grandmoms. Some are single, some are married. Some share my faith, some are seeking…some just aren’t sure. But in amongst this group, I’ve found some that I can really relate to, that I “get”. And even though I’ve never met them (and may never), there is a sort of odd kinship, based on life experiences written down and published for the world to see. It may seem odd to those of you who don’t blog (or read blogs other than mine!) but I’ve laughed with these folks, been frustrated for them, shared their joys and cried for them yet have not met them…but feel they are my friends.

Am I crazy? Wait…don’t answer that (unless you are a fellow blogger!)

I am obsessed with this show. It is totally fascinating to me to see how in the world this couple manages their home and lives with 8 children. I’ve read a lot of things on the internet recently (blogs, mostly) where people discuss how they feel about Kate or Jon and so on…which is wildly disturbing to me. I mean, do you think you really get to know someone by watching a reality show? While I’m sure the producers try to be true to their lives, there is still the matter of the story being edited…and real life isn’t edited. I guess my point is that we are still seeing only a snapshot of their lives and no judgement can be made (or should be made) based on that. And that’s my two cents!

I am not generally one who isn’t afraid to share how she feels (as I’m sure my friends will attest!) But I do spend a fair amount of time internalizing things and brooding. I know this is completely unproductive and really no help at all, but I supposed it is part of my personality. Right now, I have several issues on my mind – most of which arose between 4:55 and 6:55 PM, if you can believe that.

I am simply not good at it. I’ve made a comfortable, inviting (at least I think so) place…yet my desire to clean and maintain is lackdaisical at best. I have spent most of this week trying to melt 4 inches (literally) of ice out of my freezer. In my efforts, I put a towel in it to soak up the water…and it froze in there. It’s been in there for three days. The ice is off almost every part except the bottom, which is trapping the poor, defenseless towel.

And then there is the ongoing ant problem. They are only in the kitchen, only on the floor by the cat dishes. They don’t crawl up into the dishes or anywhere else. It’s odd (or so I imagine, as I know nothing about ants. I put traps out but apparently they don’t care. I don’t want to use spray because of the cats. So tonight I shook pepper on them – a trick I got off the internet. It seemed to work on the ants in that spot but there were still more. So I sprayed them with Nature’s Miracle. It looks like I got them all but who knows? I have no clue what to do.

And let’s not even talk about the rest of the issues. Monday is reserved for cleaning.

Bah.

This breaks my heart. Please pray for the Chapman family, their friends and community during this time.

As in Gene Simmons Family Jewels.

First of all, I love KISS.

My first 45 record was “Beth” by KISS.

ANYWAY, y’all know that I heart reality tv, especially reality shows about rock or tv stars of my youth. And this show is a hoot. He and his whole family are hysterically funny – his kids especially.

I wanna be a rockstar.

…which describes the 4 inches of ice all around the inside of my freezer.

I am by no means good at homemaking.

I can’t remember when last I defrosted the beast, but I think that time it was only about two inches of ice.

Bah.

…to introduce Mr. Max.

This cute little guy is coming home to live with my mom on Saturday. He's an old English sheepdog so we were trying to come up with English-sounding names. She likes Maxwell but then called the other night to say she likes Fuzz E. Butt better. Maybe we can name him Sir Fuzz E. Butt, to keep with the original plan!