Ketchup Time......

Ok, so it's been awhile and I don't know where to start. I don't even know what day it is! Ok, it's Tuesday, but I have no idea of the date, all I know is that March is coming to an end quickly.
How about some "Highlights" for the past few weeks?

#1Gettin' Cozy: Yes, right now my life theme song is "Oops, I did it again!" I broke down and got another puppy....But look how cute she is. Her name is "Cozette" and we also call her "Cozy". She's a munch. She's half shitzu and yorkie. When we brought he home she was almost 5 wks old. She was perfect. She whimpered when she had to go potty and we would take her out. She slept all night after 2 nights......she's almost 9 weeks now and she's making me crazy!!! She thinks my house is her own big kitty litter box, she is now snapping at me and growling. Me!! Her mother!I can't cook in the kitchen without her being attatched to the hem of my pants. I drag her around with me! Help what did I do!? I cannot give her back even though she too was free, I have to just press forward because this too shall pass....right?

Who is a munchie puppy??

Ummm... I think there is a rat on my shoulder, can you please check?

Oh, mamma loves the puppy!! (when she was nice) yes I said it, my love is conditional.

#2 Wax on Wax off: Alysan my dear friend somehow talked me into letting her wax my pitters!!! Holy Hot Wax! What was I thinking??? I was seriously begging her to just leave the wax on, I didn't care if I had to walk around with my arms in the air like Evita until it wore off, if putting the hot wax on wasn't bad enough, I knew taking it off would be. I think I'd rather be in Labor...at least I was numb.

Alysan enjoying her job way too much...no she is not a professional...she just likes black gloves.
I didn't look this traumatized during labor!!

#3 Baseball Season: So I finally signed Bartel up for Baseball. Everybody else was doing it. So after much negotiation, we got the o.k from Dad. So I know Bart isn't really into sports, which is fine, I don't have to eat all our dinners out in a sports bar, yeah me. Well I took it upon myself to get Bartel somewhat ready for his first practice, it's a big day and he's a big boy now and needed a new glove. No Problem, I can do this. So I go to the big intimidating sports store, I can't believe how many gloves there are to choose from. So I'm looking around and decide to choose by age, since I have no idea one from another, I figure as long as it's not pink he will be happy and I will be the hero! So practice comes and goes and I'm at my friends house when all our boys get home, (her husband helps coach the team) and he finds us and says practice went well but we had a little problem with Bartel....Great, he's grounded. Did he start a fight? Disrespectful? Run like a little girl? Well, close. Apparently, he throws like one..... What?!! So the coaches were watching him and he was catching ok, but when it came to throwing the ball back, he looked....awkward. And the coaches think..."I didn't know Bartel was a lefty?" SO they approach him. And ask him what the problem is, and if he is indeed a lefty. Well Bartel panicks. HE fought hard to get on to the team and he doesn't want to get kicked off because he can't throw a ball right. "Well, I usually write with my right hand, but I can use my left hand it's ok." The coaches are laughing...Poor kid. His dang mom bought bought him the wrong glove and he was trying so hard to make it work!!! Who knew they made gloves according to which hand you use, they don't do that with hand mixers? How was I supossed to know? Sorry son...GO A'S!!!

I have much more (as always) but I must keep you wanting and on the edge of your seats, until I gather a few more pics to make the stories even better! Until next time......