tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-136668602009-05-12T08:54:41.831-04:00Why are these kids following me? Who are they calling Mom??<img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y71/MOMMYUV3KIDZ/familycar.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"height=300 width=200>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.comBlogger1258125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-89125984216067134392009-05-12T08:47:00.002-04:002009-05-12T08:54:41.850-04:00UPDATEBryan County, Ga. Animal Control apparently cares nothing at all for animals. I assume they took the pit mix dog and puppies, but all of the others one seem to have been left. People...ahem....shall I say it again? Okay...PISS ME OFF..... Below...better or worse depending on how you look at it, of the dog next door.... <br /> <br /> <br /><div style="width:480px;text-align:right;"><embed width="480" height="360" src="http://static.photobucket.com/flash/rss_slideshow.swf?rssFeed=http%3A%2F%2Ffeed3.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fy71%2FMOMMYUV3KIDZ%2FDog%2520Next%2520Door%2Ffeed.rss" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"/><a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?showShareLB=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/share/icons/embed/btn_geturs.gif" style="border:none;" /></a><a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y71/MOMMYUV3KIDZ/Dog%20Next%20Door/" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/share/icons/embed/btn_viewall.gif" style="border:none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-8912598421606713439?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-76151748944598238222009-05-11T15:26:00.004-04:002009-05-11T16:02:38.324-04:00Why I Think Some People Are Just Wasting Our Oxygen....<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">When we bought our new house, we were aware the neighbors had dogs. LOTS OF DOGS....We love dogs...we have Abby, our inside Black-n-Tan Hound that was destined to be killed by her owner at the hunting</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> club because she wouldn't hunt. Abby, who is the sweetest dog in the world came to us emaciated and timid. This is Abby, our lapdog today:<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/Sgh-ZFHJ4aI/AAAAAAAAA8I/2aVuACXbZXs/s1600-h/l_1ed47e5116ea48e1a0d72b7127b1e9df.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/Sgh-ZFHJ4aI/AAAAAAAAA8I/2aVuACXbZXs/s320/l_1ed47e5116ea48e1a0d72b7127b1e9df.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334652727954366882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/Sgh-ZJ9dYcI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LKthtmoexj0/s1600-h/March+2009+082.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/Sgh-ZJ9dYcI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LKthtmoexj0/s320/March+2009+082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334652729255879106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >She's really mistreated today, eh??</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"> Now back to our new "friends", no we don't know them. They have slews, that's Southern for a helluva lot, of dogs. I would say between 10-15 dogs. Hey, have 100 if you can take care of them. But you will see shortly they cannot. They have all kinds of dogs. Majority are on 3 foot chains, unfed, unkempt, emaciated, mangy and generally just hanging on to life for al it's worth. They have a Pit Bull that has visited us a few times. It charged, barked, growled and tried to attack the kids, myself and Joey. Joey called the cops, he wanted to know if they would do something or if we needed to keep the guns and ammo handy. They spoke to the owners twice, told us that if the dog is aggressive, protect the family. Well, since that time, they moved that dog somewhere, got a bigger as in thicker, 3 foot chain and it's stayed pretty much over there. However, we saw a pit bull mix over there pregnant a week or so ago...this is what the dog looks like today:</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SgiC7tvNaKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/x_GQ1VnxkbY/s1600-h/102_0487.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SgiC7tvNaKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/x_GQ1VnxkbY/s320/102_0487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334657721021851810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SgiC7yuQ8QI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/5E-0KnSWMhM/s1600-h/102_0488.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SgiC7yuQ8QI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/5E-0KnSWMhM/s320/102_0488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334657722360066306" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SgiC8HiZcII/AAAAAAAAA8g/3lReNZ17UpE/s1600-h/102_0492.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SgiC8HiZcII/AAAAAAAAA8g/3lReNZ17UpE/s320/102_0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334657727947436162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">We do not have the money to keep this dog, and I would not keep a dog this mistreated around the kids anyway, sorry, they can snap...any dog can. So, I did what I could, fed it and called the Animal Control people. They came and got her, her puppies and the other dogs, all of them, I think. Why would you even want pets if this is what you do? These aren't pets...what are they? Lawn ornaments...people piss me off.....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-7615174894459823822?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-3494342650384266832009-04-07T20:18:00.003-04:002009-04-07T20:27:32.948-04:00It's rednecks, It's rednecks moving trees with trucks, it's all the tragedy that can befall a redneck.....moving trees....with his truck....and remember....if you shatter your windshield...make sure they put the camo back on the top....lol<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x3dgETLZwtk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x3dgETLZwtk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-349434265038426683?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-33845953500300293492009-04-07T20:12:00.004-04:002009-04-07T20:18:02.608-04:00Wisdom From The Mouth Of Nathan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SdvsRZciORI/AAAAAAAAA74/3RtGyt8Uhxo/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SdvsRZciORI/AAAAAAAAA74/3RtGyt8Uhxo/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322107168300874002" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Upon being stuck in the corner, Nathan informed me, "I wish this place was made in a big circle, a big old circle, then there wouldn't be any dang corners to put me in."<br /><br /><br />Momma, you should just not wear a shirt....why Nathan?? so then I could see your boobies, aren't you a little big for boobies, Nathan? Well, I could pretend I'm a baby.....I like boobies....<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-3384595350030029349?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-125183702149115022009-03-26T16:56:00.003-04:002009-03-26T17:08:19.959-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.freemyspacegraphics.com/"><img src="http://www.freemyspacegraphics.com/Graphics/What_Up_Graphics/images/14.jpg" alt="free myspace graphics :: myspace images :: myspace pictures free myspace layouts" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.freemyspacegraphics.com/"><img src="http://www.freemyspacegraphics.com/Graphics/What_Up_Graphics/images/14.jpg" alt="free myspace graphics :: myspace images :: myspace pictures free myspace layouts" /></a><br /></div><br />Hey y'all....yeah...it's me...the original Mom thatz Nutz....I'm gonna ease my way back in....as you all know...or maybe not...we lost out house in the woods...lived with my mom and dad for a few months...that was insane....somewhere during this time I had a mini-mental breakdown...or at least they thought I did until we all figured out...h<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">H</span>ell, I'm crazy...BWAHAHAHAHA...now, we are buying another house...owner financing...in da woods...and the Nutz Household is back again...more later....gotta hook up my damn router so I can go wireless with ya...oh yeah...wanna see how big the kidz are now and a few updated photographs??? No? Hell, look anyway...<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuHhifzgI/AAAAAAAAA7w/VTFSpnidCt0/s1600-h/000_0050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuHhifzgI/AAAAAAAAA7w/VTFSpnidCt0/s320/000_0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317605598070558210" border="0" /></a><br />Nicklaus and our baby girl...Abigail<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuHDFtKVI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JYyxGzGgrpA/s1600-h/102_0010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuHDFtKVI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JYyxGzGgrpA/s320/102_0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317605589896735058" border="0" /></a><br />Me and a new friend, Diane<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuHCwGmBI/AAAAAAAAA7g/nBLwF21GbLE/s1600-h/000_0014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuHCwGmBI/AAAAAAAAA7g/nBLwF21GbLE/s320/000_0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317605589806127122" border="0" /></a><br />Nathan giving his sexy smile<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuGdODEOI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/_8pqJZ1WdbQ/s1600-h/000_0060.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvuGdODEOI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/_8pqJZ1WdbQ/s320/000_0060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317605579731177698" border="0" /></a><br />Noni...Lord that child hates the camera...can ya tell??<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvtIaE6kiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FL6LWRkmni0/s1600-h/000_0029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/ScvtIaE6kiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FL6LWRkmni0/s320/000_0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317604513735676450" border="0" /></a><br />My sexy and crazier than bat shit hubby...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-12518370214911502?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-18184758635181134682008-10-13T00:53:00.004-04:002008-10-13T01:08:44.409-04:00Getting Back In The Swing of Things....<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Hi y'all...does anyone even come and read this sorrier than hell blog anymore? I am going to try my best to begin blogging again..and believe me...I have lots to share!! So, once I again I am going to give you all a look into the train wreck that I call life....plus...I love letting the world get "all up in my bidness..." To kick things off I guess this is a good enough post as any~ </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">The hubster (Joey) and youngest son (Nathan, 4) were taking a shower, (we do this sometimes it's a whole easier to shampoo his hair)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">But, on to the funny ha ha part.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Whilst in the shower the Natester noticed....well...Joey's ummm....well...his nuts....</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">He asked his daddy what they were and Joey, thinking quickly replies "eggs."</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Nathan promptly inspected his "eggs" and announced...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"I don't have eggs daddy, I think they hatch dud"</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">(yep...meant to spell it that way...because Nathan said it that way."</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-1818475863518113468?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-84745372770858459632008-05-13T09:45:00.006-04:002008-12-09T09:46:10.537-05:00Why My Kidz Shouldn't Play With Dogs<span style="color:#000066;"><strong>When we moved from our house, my friend, Michelle, who breeds <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Chihuahuas</span>, gave me a present. I am not the one who usually brings pets into our house. Just ask </strong></span><a href="http://www.northwoodswoman.blogspot.com/"><strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" style="color:#cc0000;">Livey</span></strong></a><span style="color:#000066;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">,</span> she knows. However, when I saw this adorable little fellow....I fell in love:<br /></strong></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199862013395019714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SCme8311J8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/RpVN2mZ0HME/s320/pookie.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#003333;"><strong>I named him "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pookie</span>," no, I have no idea why. He just seemed like one at the time. He sleeps with me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">every night</span> and is spoiled rotten. However, to survive in this house, human or animal, one must be tough. He is! Wanna know why my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">kidz</span> should NEVER touch my dog? Here, I will show you:<br /></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SCmi8311J-I/AAAAAAAAAo4/RjeYWSTOORc/s1600-h/nickpoookietape.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199866411441530850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SCmi8311J-I/AAAAAAAAAo4/RjeYWSTOORc/s320/nickpoookietape.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SCmi7X11J9I/AAAAAAAAAow/wzfEl54qF-w/s1600-h/pookie+tape.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199866385671727058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SCmi7X11J9I/AAAAAAAAAow/wzfEl54qF-w/s320/pookie+tape.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SCmi9X11J_I/AAAAAAAAApA/wo55qWZjPxY/s1600-h/kidzpooketape.JPG"><strong><span style="color:#330099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199866420031465458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/SCmi9X11J_I/AAAAAAAAApA/wo55qWZjPxY/s320/kidzpooketape.JPG" border="0" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#330099;">Yes, that is a roll of tape!!</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-8474537277085845963?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-51974515545663436782008-05-09T22:21:00.001-04:002008-05-09T22:25:15.902-04:00Hey Y'all<span style="color:#003333;"><strong>Well, it’s been forever since you all heard from me, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ain</span>’t it? The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Nutz</span> Household have been through a lot of changes the past several months. Let’s see, we lost our house, Hubby lost his job, which means we lost our source of income and we lost our health insurance. The only thing I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">didn</span>’t lose was my mind, and hell, that’s been gone for years anyway. But, we’<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ve</span> stayed strong, we’<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ve</span> grown a lot closer, we love the house we rented and Joey is an aircraft cabinet builder. And, believe it or not, even though we live in the boonies, he only works 12 minutes from home. So, we’re doing okay. We all know that hubby without <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">meds</span>, is a house of hell. So, I got on the computer and researched <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">meds</span> which were <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">comparable</span> to his present prescriptions and available at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Wal</span>-Mart for the whopping sum of $4. So, he’s on Lithium and generic Prozac. When we left the doctor’s office hubby asked “What is Lithium?” And I told him, “It’s your official entry into the crazier than bat shit club!” Can’t y’all see how he loves me so much? Well, I’ll be back later for another post. Several in fact…..it’s going to take a few to tell ya what’s been going on in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Nutzville</span>. Oh yeah, I’<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">ve</span> missed you guys!!!!!!!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-5197451554566343678?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-25006083499611841992008-04-18T10:31:00.001-04:002008-04-18T10:32:48.130-04:00To All My Blog Peeps!!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"><strong>I just wanted to let you know I have a new email. So, please change it if you are one of my email buddies as well!!!</strong></span> <a href="mailto:momisnutz@frontiernet.net">momisnutz@frontiernet.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-2500608349961184199?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-39887954685908814092008-04-04T10:45:00.001-04:002008-04-04T10:48:11.779-04:00HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY<strong><span style="color:#660000;">Yep, it's me...the totally NUTZO Mom!!! I will be posting again soon. We've had a lot going on....ya know I'll tell you ALL about it!! Let's just start by saying....we had to move....we love it...and my husband is unemployed at the moment....not going so bad around here, huh??</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-3988795468590881409?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-70010059277951410892008-02-19T02:37:00.003-05:002008-02-19T03:09:36.468-05:00The Cure For This Malady? Bitch Slap Hillary Two Times And Call Me In The Morning...<div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">And if this doesn't cure the following...at least it would be fun to do!! Seriously though this race sucks. Almost every voter whether they are Democrat or Republic are backing candidates, not on their merit, rather they are simply choosing the lesser of two evils. Heck of a way to vote, don't cha think?<br /><br /></span></strong></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">Electile Dysfunction : the inability to become aroused over any of the choices for president put forth by either party in the 2008 election year.</span></strong> </span></em></div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-7001005927795141089?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-17308974137786425172008-02-19T02:04:00.003-05:002008-02-19T02:37:01.433-05:00Hey...it may be worth a shot!!Do you feel sluggish and overly tired? Are your hair and nails in need of revitalization? Are you tired of suffering bouts of bloating and constipation? If you could rid your body of extremely nasty toxins, would you? If so you really need to check out Co-Clean. Co-Clean offers you the chance to help your energy levels, improve your immune system and get some sparkle and shine to your hair and nails. The way to achieve these effects is for you to click the following link and read up on just how effective using a <a href="http://www.co-clean.com/">colon cleanser</a>. Co-Clean is manufactured using the highest quality additives. Co-Clean contains Chitosan which is a derivate from shellfish. It is free from eggs, milk, peanuts, tree nuts, and soy beans. So if any of the abovementioned conditions pertain to you it could very well be a chance at turning your life around. So, take the plunge, you have nothing to lose and you may even gain your life back.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-1730897413778642517?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-35407290745139675342008-02-18T23:37:00.003-05:002008-02-19T00:07:07.074-05:00Slacker...<strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#003300;">Yep that's me. I am going to try to catch up with the bloggin'....don't believe me? I don't blame ya. I figure I could start with a post or three about how life in the Nutz household is doing. What we've been up to. And let me tell ya...there are many changes going on around here. Hmmm...where to begin? I know..the most recent memorable event. We got to see </span></strong><a href="http://www.charmingjustcharming.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#003300;">GuyK</span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"> &amp; his lovely wife Sweet Thing. Guy and Joey went off to pick up some pizzas for lunch, (thanks again!!) and we all pigged out, except my buddy, he is gumming it these days but soon he'll have a new set of choppers and be able to enjoy an actual meal!! After lunch Ms. Sweet Thing and I sat inside and talked while the guys....okay...this is the Nutz house...what do you think happened? Well, it concerned ammo, pistols and the like. Of course, it's shooting practice!! It ain't a gatherin' round this here place unless you see or hear gunshots!! I can't wait to see them again, but looks like it will be a while, Guy has to have sugery on this shoulder, something cuff, anywho.....once that heals he'll be a new man. Let's see...a full set of teeth, able to cast his line and get some fish but most importantly, he'll be able to squeeze that trigger even harder!!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-3540729074513967534?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-50088418698053730582008-02-18T22:27:00.003-05:002008-02-18T23:34:29.220-05:00Business Owner?If you own your own business or have a career in a performance based company then you probably already know what a vital role the right <a href="http://www.prophix.com/evaluate/innovative_solution_award.php">cpm</a> software plays. Click the link and you will find out about the best Corporate Perfomance Management software available. The program I am referring to is called Prophix. Prophix Software won the prestigious Innovative Solution Award for Corporate Performance Management in 2007.<br /><br /><br />Quality reports, projections of future performance are a few features contained in the Prophix Software program. You will also be able to retrieve personalized suggestions, forecasts and innovative solutions to problems your company may face. On top of all these features you will also be able to retrieve multi-user financial financing budgets. Don't want to spend a lot of time reading reports on how business is going? Then run a corporate scoreboard and all the info will be in a consice, detailed report. If you are committed to succeeding, then you must check this out!!<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-5008841869805373058?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-84571154843398377772008-01-29T10:45:00.000-05:002008-12-09T09:46:11.006-05:00A proud moment...<div><div><strong><span style="color:#003300;">Most mothers get to brag on their children's report cards, the points they scored in a game, a great piano recital, you know <em>"normal"</em> parental bragging thangs...I, however, get to brag on things such as this:<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#003300;"></span></strong></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160943401937728914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R59ariJk9ZI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ThahjQTquMY/s320/000_0016.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160943423412565410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R59asyJk9aI/AAAAAAAAAog/dGQ7qLuGtXc/s320/000_0013.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p><br /><br /></p><p><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>For those of you who don't know...this is a tree climber. One can sit in the top of a tree and slaughter Bambi as he runs by underneath.</strong></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-8457115484339837777?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-57757539161095313232008-01-28T23:26:00.000-05:002008-12-09T09:46:11.261-05:00Lord, Help Us!!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R56usCJk9XI/AAAAAAAAAoI/NzZcrA5HT1Q/s1600-h/000_0018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160754294527686002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R56usCJk9XI/AAAAAAAAAoI/NzZcrA5HT1Q/s320/000_0018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;">Most mothers and fathers wonder what their child will look like in the future. Joey and I have. However, with Noni, we feel as if we already know. Every so often I take a picture of her and I swear to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bejus</span> that she looks like a teenager. Joey is already planning on how to get any of her would be suitors to head out to the woods with him for a little "target shooting!!!" (for those of you who do not know how old Noni is....she's SIX!!!")</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-5775753916109531323?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-87000099543510711552008-01-21T15:40:00.000-05:002008-12-09T09:46:11.907-05:00Extra!! Extra!! Read All About It!! Blogland and Real World Intersect!!<strong><span style="color:#660000;">Yep, folks this is a truly rare <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">occurence</span>, initial reports seem to confirm the last known sighting was about 2 years ago. And in an astounding stroke of luck one lucky lady was able to snap a few photos!! Even more amazing is the fact this species was photographed WITHOUT HIS HAT!! That's gonna be worth a fortune on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ebay</span>!! How remarkable it is to find out that real humans actually write their blogs, it's not just some highly evolved personal computer!!<br /><br /></span></strong><div><div><div><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Okay, all kidding aside, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Nutz</span> family were honored to pay host/hostess to that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">lovable</span> teddy bear of a man,</span><span style="color:#3333ff;"> </span></strong><a href="http://www.charmingjustcharming.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">GuyK</span></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#660000;"> and his better half, Ms. Sweet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Thang</span>!! Alas, Ms. Sassy Poodle and Little Sister were left at the campground. And it was most likely the safest place for them to be. See, Ms. Sassy is up there in years and Little Sister is only one year old and scared of everything. I have this feeling, call it women's intuition if you will, that after those dogs were subjected to my <strike>HELLIONS </strike><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">kidz</span>, Mr. Guy and Ms. Sweet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Thang</span> would have to search far and wide for some puppy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">prozac</span>. Small little bundles of fur and my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">kidz</span> are not a match made in heaven. Granted they wouldn't try to hurt them, Nathan never means to hurt the cat when he picks him up by the neck. It just happens...I was so happy we got to visit a little while yesterday, and even happier I finally met Guy's Sweet Thing!! We met up with Guy and several more <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">bloggers</span> from around here about two years ago. Sweet Thing was in pain with her back and wasn't up to socializing. But now, she's had her operation and is doing well and I finally have a face and voice to go with the name. Joey and Guy shot some guns so basically Guy had him at "wanna shoot my new pistol!" The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">kidz</span> loved them to death as well. Well, I'll post a few pics of our day. Hope you enjoy seeing them as much as I did taking them! And don't even think about copying my pic of the Mighty Guy without his hat...that's my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Ebay</span> fortune maker!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158041683438416514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R5ULlSYBMoI/AAAAAAAAAnw/-r6mGiklJYI/s320/000_0030.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></div></div><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Honey, I am all Southern. A Proud G.R.I.T.S. (Girl Raised in The South!) If you come to my house, I'm gonna feed ya. It's a deep genetic trait amongst all Southerners, passed down from generation to generation!!<br /><br /></span></strong></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158042576791614098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R5UMZSYBMpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/hykXUcAuPHA/s320/000_0031.jpg" border="0" /></p></div><br /><p></p><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Metamorphosis of a blog buddy turning into a real life friend!! Ain't that just a beautiful thing?? (don't even think about copying my picture, I'm watching you. Seriously though, without his hat he reminded me of someone and I couldn't think of who. It came to me last night, as soon as I find a pic of him, I'll do another post about it!!<br /><br /></span></strong></p><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158044505231930018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R5UOJiYBMqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/bf4kutyT4JU/s320/000_0034.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></p><br /><p> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">I still can't believe they didn't take at least one of those <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">kidz</span> with them!! I offered!! I know where we made our mistake...I told Joey a long time ago, we started feeding them, now they ain't ever gonna leave!! :-)</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-8700009954351071155?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-55466432380536487432008-01-18T23:43:00.000-05:002008-01-18T23:50:57.199-05:00It's An EpidemicWhat is going on in Hollywood these days? It seems like 3/4 of the "celebrities" whether real or just in their own mind are in need of some serious <a href="http://www.cliffsidemalibu.com/drug-rehab/drug-rehabilitation/">drug rehabilitation</a>!! And if they do go to some sort of facility, then it's one that apparently does NOT work. The rehab they choose is one they are still treated like stars and get their lattes and carry their pups in their Louis <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Vuittons</span> no work is required. The only celebrity I can think of that doesn't need help these days is Ms. Spears. Her? She's in need of some serious mental health lock-up time wearing that lovely white suit in which one hugs themselves. She doesn't have a drug problem, she's just certifiably nuts!!<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-5546643238053648743?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-75549035724641091852008-01-18T12:21:00.000-05:002008-12-09T09:46:12.480-05:00Hey Y'all!!<strong><span style="color:#003333;">So much for promises to blog more, eh? But, in my defense, I have to add, I am homeschooling 2 kidz and trying to tame a 4 year old hellion while I do so. Just thought I'd check in and tell ya about a visit we had to the Nutz house last week. Believe it or not, I do have some in-laws that <strike>AREN'T THE SPAWN OF SATAN </strike>are really cool. The down side is we haven't seen them in seven years, since they live in Ohio and we live here. And neither one of us have spare funds for travel. I got to see my FAVORITE SIS IN LAW Tonya!!! I love her to death!! Here's a pic of us (Aunt Tonya's headgear provided by Nate-Nate:)<br /><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#003333;"><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157041312540734050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R5F9wCYBMmI/AAAAAAAAAng/K-YJsBkx15k/s320/000_0002.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />As any visit at the Nutz household goes, guns and ammo were brought out:<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156966309526843986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R5E5iSYBMlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Renwqh4ifBM/s320/000_0017.jpg" border="0" /><br />It was just awesome to see them and I hope like hell it doesn't take another seven years to do so. Joey shouldn't go that long without seeing his big brother and family, and neither should I!! I'd hate to wait that long to have another pic like this!!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157042558081249906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R5F-4iYBMnI/AAAAAAAAAno/Pob2DH8de6E/s320/000_0012_00.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><p>****JUST A REMINDER....ALL OF MY PERSONAL POSTS ARE IN COLOR...THE ONES I AM COMPENSATED TO WRITE...ARE IN BLACK....JUST SO YA KNOW!!****</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-7554903572464109185?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-77819021336079315832008-01-10T16:59:00.000-05:002008-12-09T09:46:13.546-05:00Oops....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4acdSYBMiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/VJ-D-kqLMjw/s1600-h/KidzFireplaceChristmas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153978850534830626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4acdSYBMiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/VJ-D-kqLMjw/s320/KidzFireplaceChristmas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><strong><span style="color:#006600;">I know I said I'd blog more, but it's been really hectic around here dang it!! This is going to be a short little pic post. I thought I'd share with you how the holidays went at the Nutz Household. And what better way to show you? Why pics of the 3 little Nutz!! Here they are on Christmas Eve. My whole family came over and we had a great time!!<br /><br /></span></strong></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4aXAyYBMeI/AAAAAAAAAmg/N6QVj5X8zpw/s1600-h/NoniTinkerbellNecklace.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153972863350419938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4aXAyYBMeI/AAAAAAAAAmg/N6QVj5X8zpw/s320/NoniTinkerbellNecklace.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#006600;">Noni with her brand new Tinkerbell necklace...I don't know if she liked it or not....can you tell?? LOLOLOL<br /></span></strong><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><strong><span style="color:#006600;"></span></strong></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><strong><span style="color:#006600;"></span></strong></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#006600;"></span></strong></div></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#006600;"><strong><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4aYFyYBMfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/DgnXltexO28/s1600-h/nathanheaddowncowboy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153974048761393650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4aYFyYBMfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/DgnXltexO28/s320/nathanheaddowncowboy.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4aasSYBMgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/gSThuCKB7lo/s1600-h/cowboynate.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153976909209612802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4aasSYBMgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/gSThuCKB7lo/s320/cowboynate.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>Howdy Pardner!! Saddle up and let's hit the trail!!</strong></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153979657988682290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_paPp13spCpA/R4adMSYBMjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/6wazh9pHjMo/s320/nickjohncenashirt.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#006600;">And finally, what Christmas is complete without at least ONE John Cena item??<br /></span></strong></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-7781902133607931583?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-413626509549892402008-01-03T07:34:00.000-05:002008-01-03T07:52:45.472-05:00<p align="center"><a title="Orkut and MySpace Glitter Graphics" href="http://www.glittergraphicsnow.com/"><img alt="glitter graphics" src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o207/bicfomh/gg01/newyear/newyear001.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>Hey Y'all!! Remember me?? I'm still alive! And I have a lot to blog about. (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Livey</span>, this is a post dammit!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">LOL</span>) I thought I would start off the New Year with a bang and follow one of my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">resolutions</span> which is: To blog more! This blog means <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">alot</span> to me, but the friends I've made via my blog mean more! So, for my first post of 2008, I will share my New Year's Resolutions with all of you. Don't it just warm your little ole hearts? <br /><br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#006600;">1. <strike> NOT WORRY SO MUCH ABOUT SITUATIONS I CAN'T CONTROL </strike> Drink more wine. <br /><br /></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#006600;">2. <strike> BE MORE PATIENT WITH MY CHILDREN </strike> Get stronger medication. <br /><br /></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#006600;">3. <strike> BLOG EVERYDAY </strike> Blog whenever my spawn are contained somewhere!!</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#006600;">4. <strike> DON'T YELL AT JOEY'S SPAWN SO MUCH </strike> See # 1 or 2. <br /><br /></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#006600;">HAPPY NEW YEAR'S ALL Y'ALL IN <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">BLOGLAND</span>!!!!</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#006600;"></span></strong> </p><br /><b><br /><b><a href="http://www.glittergraphicsnow.com/happy-new-year.html">Glitter Happy New Year Graphics</a></b></b><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-41362650954989240?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-14468792641929022942007-11-27T13:59:00.000-05:002007-11-27T14:19:27.881-05:00Sorry....<strong><span style="color:#660000;">I honestly do sit down here to type and nothing comes....my mind goes blank and I return to the den or laundry room. We are all fine here. I suppose. Joey's job has laid off lots of people. He's still there but only bringing home 200-300 a week if we are lucky and that's not nearly enough for a family of five. We've filed bankruptcy trying to save our house and who knows if we'll have the payment for that...well, I do know...we won't. My parents, who aren't rich by any means, have been buying us groceries and they paid our light and phone bill on Monday so they would not be turned off. I have spent $0 on Christmas for my children and don't really see having any to spend. Joey is hanging on where he is at until January so he can take his vacation time and go to northern Georgia to get his CDL license. He's had no meds for about 2 months, and neither have I. Which, I could live in hell with a non-medicated bipolar man and slip quietly into my severe depressed state and just live in a haze if I could sign on this damn computer and actually see ads for toys that I could get my children. They are kidz....they don't deserve this. I know my mom is going to help out some...and my friend from the place that snows is also...so maybe we'll have a Christmas for them....just not the one I would have planned. I know I am blessed to have three beautiful, healthy children.....I remind myself of it all day long, just to keep from crying. So, I will try to post some, when I can actually make myself sit here and do so....but, I can't promise funny, there ain't too much that's funny to my these days. Later.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-1446879264192902294?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-44833059073917576822007-11-20T23:09:00.000-05:002007-11-20T23:13:30.439-05:00Well....DUH<strong><span style="color:#660000;">As you all know, I love to order freebies. One freebie I recently received were some science DVDs and CD-ROMs for Nick. He loved them. He's into all that stuff. He was telling me all about how we share "GENES" with mice and yeast. Noni, in true Diva form, put her hand on her hip, rolled her eyes and said, "Bubba, I don't think so....I think I would know if I had rats in my pants..." <br /><br /></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Yes, I tried to explain genes in the best possible terms to a six year old, she does, however, realize that he was not referring to her blue jeans....BWAHAHAHAHAHA</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-4483305907391757682?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-22611529346677917622007-11-18T23:41:00.001-05:002007-11-19T05:05:47.076-05:00What To Do??<p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>I wanted to find a unique way to let a very, very dear friend of mine know we were wishing her a , "Happy Birthday."<br /><br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>She's more than a friend actually, she has become a part of my family....the kidz consider her their aunt from "the place that snows."<br /><br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">She calls to congratulate good report cards and happy birthdays, she calls to check on us if we haven't talked to her in a while, heck, she does more than pretty much any of my kidz aunts, with the exception of one.<br /><br /></span></strong></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>She is ALWAYS there for me, in fact, when something good or bad happens, after calling my mom, I have to pick up the phone and call her either to share good news with her, cry on her shoulder if needed, or to ask for advice. She's there for me anytime, day or night, ( however, I would not attempt any rational conversation in the morning with her, without coffeee....hmmmm....let me write that part again.)</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>She is ALWAYS there for me - Anytime early afternoon or night....LOL<br /><br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>She is such a strong, giving and generous person, it's impossible for you to not love her once you meet her!! (Unless you have mental issues)<br /><br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>I, and my family, are very blessed to have her as one of our own....<br /><br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>Who am I talking about??<br /><br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>That crazy lady over at </strong></span><a href="http://northwoodswoman.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Northwoods Woman</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>....Queen Livey herself.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"><strong>I love you, Livey, the kidz love you and we hope to see you soon!!!</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"><strong>(pretty unique way to send you a birthday greeting, eh, Livey?)</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>To anyone else reading this....ya'll surf on over and tell </strong></span><a href="http://northwoodswoman.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"><strong>LINDER </strong></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>to have a great </strong></span><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>birthday and let her know....that Nutty Momma sent ya!!!</strong></span></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/97216522@N00/2046168592/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2171/2046168592_526b51e822_m.jpg" /></a><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/97216522@N00/2046168592/"></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-2261152934667791762?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13666860.post-31835177460590377292007-11-16T22:56:00.000-05:002007-11-16T23:04:04.825-05:00Contrary to Popular Belief....<strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I have not given up my blog or died. I have just got through dealing with the worst case of </span><a href="http://www.emedicinehealth.com/strep_throat/article_em.htm"><span style="font-size:130%;">THIS</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> seen in a looooong time and I am doing </span><a href="http://www.k12.com/ga/"><span style="font-size:130%;">THIS</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> with my children (I told you people I was friggin' NUTZ).....updates later....when I have a chance to breathe.....</span></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=EYMHRUMLJFJ45NPMZIQX&feed=1<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13666860-3183517746059037729?l=momisnutz.blogspot.com'/></div>MOM IS NUTZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10274841342576560773noreply@blogger.com0