WHAT I OWE MY MOTHER:

1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.

If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.

2. My mother taught me RELIGION .

You better pray that this will come out of the carpet.

3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL

If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!

4. My mother taught me LOGIC .

Because I said so, that’s why!

5.My mother taught me MORE LOGIC .

If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you’re not going to the store with me.

6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.

Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.

7. My mother taught me IRONY.

Keep crying, and I’ll give you something to cry about.

8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.

Shut your mouth and eat your supper.

9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM

Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!

10. My mother taught me about STAMINA

You’ll sit there until all that SOUP is gone.

11. My mother taught me about WEATHER

This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.

12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY

If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times. Don’t exaggerate!

13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE

I brought you into this world, and I can take you out.

14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION:

Stop acting like your father!

15. My mother taught me about ENVY:

There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.

16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION:

Just wait until we get home.

17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING:

You are going to get it when you get home!

18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE:

If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way.

19. My mother taught me ESP:

Put your sweater on; don’t you think I know when you are cold?

20. My mother taught me HUMOUR:

When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me!

21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT:

If you don’t eat your vegetables, you’ll never grow up.

22. My mother taught me GENETICS:

You’re just like your father.

23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS:

Shut that door behind you!  Do you think you were born in a tent?

24. My mother taught me WISDOM:

When you get to be my age, you’ll understand…

25. And my favourite… My mother taught me about JUSTICE:

One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!…

Enjoy!

See!!? Now what did I tell you? It’s great eh?

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Please hop over to Supah’s blog and join in the fun that is Post It Note Tuesday!

The restaurant was still serving breakfast, but the customer was intent on getting nuggets. I don’t understand her problem. I mean, I much prefer the breakfast menu at McDonalds!!

Source: BBC News website.

If you haven’t already, PLEASE visit the host of this fun meme – Supah!! Her blog is great fun!!

1944 America\’s Got Talent

Don’t try this at home! LOL

To celebrate her birthday, Jenn from She Says has come up with a great idea for a blog hop – to post a picture of ourselves, dressed as The Princess! – Genius!!

This is a photo of me at my sister-in-law’s Hen Weekend in Dublin.  My outfit is very similar to The Princess’s glad rags!

You can view more Princess Wannabes at Jenn’s blog here.

You can view the Birthday Girl’s blog here.

This is my second week taking part in the fun meme at Supah Mommy called Post-It Note Tuesday.

This week, I take my inspiration from Michelle of Blissful Babble who wrote a great blog post last week re disrespect, which you can read HERE.

Yes, this week I’ve had it with rude people.  I’m just saying!  ;P

Right, that’s me got all that off my chest, and it was FUN!!

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Today, Mamma Kerr is eating humble pie.

Yesterday, I turned the house upside down looking for my daughter’s shoe. The girls were getting ready to go to a Birthday Party and they needed to put on their shoes. My heart sank when I realised that there were just three shiny black shoes lying in the corner of the livingroom.

On closer inspection, I found that we had 2 size 9′s and only one size 8, so it was Rachel’s shoe that was missing. (Yes, my twin girls have different sized feet!)

“Where did you leave your shoe?”

“I don’t know.”

“Where did you take it off?”

“Here!” she says, pointing to our two-seater couch.

I immediately look under the cushions on the couch and feel inbetween the seats and under the arms. No sign of the shoe. I then pull the mechanism for the recliner seats at both sides. I found a wide-toothed comb, an assortment of bobbles and clasps, and one of the twins’ artistic masterpieces, but no shoe.

I pulled the couch out away from the wall. No shoe behind the couch. I looked in my open handbag which was lying beside the couch. No shoe in there.

I then examined the other couch, even though I was pretty certain it could not be there.

Flashback to the previous night:

My Hubby has been working seven days a week for the past month or so. Therefore he has been pretty tired when he gets home. On Saturday night, he had fallen asleep on the couch soon after eating his dinner. He was still lying there fast asleep, stretched along the length of the three-seater, under a blanket, when the girls returned from Granny & Grandpa’s house.

The girls got dressed for bed in the livingroom, beside Granny and I, who were sitting on the smaller couch. Therefore, the shoe would not have been on that couch.

Still, I thought I’d better be thorough in my search so I checked under the cushions, between the seats, under the arms, underneath (by opening the recliner mechanisms) and pulled the couch away from the wall. There was still no sign of the shoe.

“Where is your shoe? We need to find it. Help Mummy look for it!”

The girls searched under the coffee table behind the curtains, under the TV stand, in their toybox and even in their dolls house. (Yes, we have a dolls house in our livingroom!) No sign of the shoe.

I was flummoxed! Where could the shoe have gone? It can’t just have disappeared into thin air!

I went into the kitchen and checked the laundry basket, where I’d put the girls’ clothes they’d had on the day before. No sign of the shoe. I even checked inside the washing machine and tumble dryer. No shoe to be found. Getting desperate, I even checked inside the kitchen bin and the recycle bin. Still, no shoe.

Where could it be?

I checked the girls’ coats they had been wearing the night before. Could the shoe have somehow slipped down one of their sleeves? Sadly, no.

Suddenly, I had a brainwave. Granny must have it! Granny had her bag open when she had been sitting on the couch. She had been showing me some photos, and I had given her some money towards our London trip. I remembered how she had been looking for her car keys before she left the house, and that we had upturned the cushions, only to find them on the table. (Yes, there seems to be a genetic trait here! LOL) Anyway, it was conceivable that the stray shoe may have inadvertently gotten into her bag, so I texted Granny and asked her, realising she would not be back from church yet.

The girls’ friend from nextdoor then arrived wearing a magnificent pair of sparkly party shoes. My girls stared in awe.

“Oooooooh!! Look at Megan’s sparkly high heels!” (Yes, her shoes had an enviable-sized heel on them.)

Here was their friend with her fancy party shoes on, and my daughters only had three shoes between them! (Not that they ONLY have one pair of shoes each, of course, but they only have one pair of black shoes that went with their outfit.)

In desperation, I brought down a favourite pair of sandals from the summer – the Minnie Mouse ones (because they have red spots and a bow) – and I prayed that they would still fit her. She squeezed her feet into them, determined that they would fit. It pains me to say it, but they did look a tad tight, but she announced:

“They’re fine!”

So, we all march round the corner (not very far at all, thankfully) to their friend’s house for the party.

Having left the girls at the party, I returned to the house for one last search for the missing shoe. I checked the dining room, under the table, under the sideboard, behind the curtains, but there was still no sign of the shoe.

Mum had now texted me back. Unfortunately, she did not have the shoe.

“AAAaaaaargh!!! Where is it?!?!?”

Fast forward now to late last night, when tired Hubby had again fallen asleep on the couch. I went to the hall cupboard to get a blanket to lay over him. I flick out the blanket to cover him but….

…. wait, what’s this? A black shiny shoe is attached to the blanket via the velcro strap. Mystery solved. I obviously hadn’t noticed it, when lifting the folded blanket to put it back in the cupboard on Sunday morning, and I hadn’t even thought about double-checking the blanket when I realised the shoe was missing. D’oh!

So you see, today I’m feeling a little Mamma Guilt because I had my girls searching high and low with me, for a missing shoe, and got all stressed out, spoiling the fun of their pre-party anticipation. I also feel guilty about sending my daughter to the party in a pair of shoes that I suspect to be a little ‘neat’ on her.

I also felt guilty, typing up this post, realising that I’d left my poor tired Hubby asleep on the couch two nights running! (Well, at least I’d covered him with a blanket! LOL)

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