Ya Mormon Bitch, You

I am afraid to start blogging again and type that we made it through the entire Christmas season without a single person in our household being sick, but there it is.  We made it through the entire Christmas season without a sick kid. 

There was a time when Greg's older brother was never coming here again because we were the Plague House and we nearly killed everybody every year.  So I don't know if we've finally made it to the next stage or not, but I am so grateful to have been well during the holidays for the first time in 6 years.  I almost felt bad sending the kids back to school today.  Almost, except I was so freaking happy I nearly fainted. 

Unlike us, my sister's dogs did not experience the same robust health during our visit.  I don't have time to go find links, but three or four years ago, I left my sister's front door open during a visit and drove away and her dogs were out roaming around her neighborhood and could have gotten run over.  Then a couple years ago, during a Christmas visit, my kids fed her Labrador chicken bones  Remember that? 

This Christmas, the kids were eating grapes, and by saying they were eating grapes, I mean taking handfuls as quickly as possible and hoarding them, lest anyone else get any, when many grapes dropped to the ground and were snatched up by my sister's Shitzu. 

Yes, my sister keeps getting more dogs, thanks for asking. 

I grew up with dogs my entire life and somehow missed the fact that grapes can kill dogs.  Did you know that?  I didn't.  My sister ended up the ENTIRE night with her dog as it vomited and had diarrhea all over her house.  I'm happy to report that the dog is okay.  I can say that now for certain, a week later.  Thus, another reason for my blogging absense, in case I killed my sister's dog. 

As if poisoning her dog wasn't enough, she picked up her other Shitzu, also a new dog, cough cough, dog hoarder, and its fur was full of Sarah's dental wax and my sister had to cut out its fur. 

OOPS!!!!!!!!!!!!

I just got off the phone with my sister 2 minutes ago and she told me she was moving the couch to vacuum and found another grape.  She's convinced that we probably shouldn't ever get a dog.  Or at least something sturdy, like a Great Dane or a St. Bernard. 

The good news is she'll probably have like five more dogs next year, so we'll likely not kill them all during our visit. 

Aside for the Dog Drama, we had a great time there and Nancy's family introduced my family to Pictionary and now that's their favorite game ever. 

All the kids are into it and you've never played with more competitive people than my sister and her husband. 

Austin drew this picture and his Uncle Chuck barely looked at it and said, "Monster?"

I mean, REALLY? 

CHEATERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

 

My sister is now crocheting these awesome scarves.  She would only give me one. 

 

So we had so much fun at my sister's, we decided to get Grammy involved in Pictionary when we ate dinner at her house on Sunday. 



We still eat dinner every single Sunday night at Greg's mom's house and she still comes to our house on one weekday and eats dinner.  That's the day I clean the bathrooms so we can appear to be clean. 

Greg's mom got us a Water Pik for Christmas because the girls cannot floss their teeth with their braces and there is no way that I can thread floss through their braces.

You have never in your life seen the damage a Water Pik and four kids can do to a bathroom.  I have no idea if it's working, but our ceiling is clean. 

Other than that, I've been working at my new job, Greg has been taking Gregory to work with him every single day, and the kids started school again today.  There hasn't even been anything good going around the internet.  The only mildly interesting thing that I've gotten in the last week is an anonymous comment on a post I did way back in July about the Selective Reduction Mom, who was reducing the identical twins in her triplet pregnancy, and keeping one baby. 

Anonymous said........
So much concern over another person's choices...she didn't abort any of your babies, ya Mormon bitch. 

I actually choked on my coffee.