there was a motivation pill...

I would be, well, motivated. I seem to be having this problem lately of not being motivated to do anything. I look at the house want to go through cupboards, put all the laundry away and work on projects, but I don't. I get started but after like 10 minutes I stop. This sucks. Something must be done!

Later...

all bikes, trikes and children's ride-on toys came pre-assembled

Tim wouldn't be angry at Sophie's tricycle right now.

Sophia's second birthday is tomorrow and we got her a tricycle. Well this princess trike came in a box. A box, no parts are together whatsoever. As a parent you get used to this, but always ask WHY?!?!? I have no doubts that this tricycle will be put together soon, I just feel bad for Tim in the mean time. The directions are bunk, one of the pieces doesn't fit quite right, but he is plowing on!

I wish for a simpler time. A time when all bikes come from the store put together. Where all toys come OUT of a box (without those crazy ties and new things that keep a toy locked into it's box). I love Christmas and birthdays and watching the kids get excited opening presents. But I dread me having to open up the toys. UGH! It's rediculous, to the point where sometimes they don't all get opened for months. Yes, it is August and I think Joe still has one or two un-opened Christmas toys. Do you think he will notice if I re-wrap them for his birthday next month?

Attention toy companies: Make your products more parent friendly! Thank you.

there was an entry in the "big book of etiquette"..

about what to do when someone chases your dog for 2 hours in Beverly hills, then Tim and I would have done something for these lovely ladies already.

I mean really. What do you do. These two women went chasing after Lilo on Saturday across Beverly Glen near Santa Monica Blvd. to try to catch her so she wouldn't get hurt. Finally our crazy dog gave up and they were able to call the number on her license. 2 hours?!?! I give Lilo 10 minutes before I give up (then again I know she will come home). The ladies also said they didn't want to call animal control for fear they would be mean to her, or not be able to find us. So what I ask should we do for them? I really don't know, certainty not cash, Mel said she could groom them at the animal hospital, but we don't want to put her out. Grrrr, this is so difficult and now it's Wednesday and we've done nothing for these people! I think it makes it harder that we don't live near by, but still that's no excuse.

Help!

our dog hadn't been an Olympic high jumper in a previous life,

she wouldn't be roaming the streets of Beverly Hills right now.

every child had the wit of my nephew,

the world would be a more entertaining place.

This Friday Tim and I "stole" our nephew for an over night for a birthday treat (I should say very belated because his birthday was back in April--yeah, that's how we roll). We got him right before lunch time so we asked the kids where they would like to eat. To Tim's utter disgust they only wanted fast food (I mean they are kids, and ours just wants the toy). After lunch we drove towards home on the 126, picked up Fireworks, and headed out to have the boys go indoor go kart racing. After that it was off to Target to pick up the belated birthday present-then to Toys R Us because Target didn't have anything good. Then we got home relaxed a little, picked up pizza and went to watch the 3rd of July Fireworks (yes Moorpark is odd). We get home and Tim decides top set off almost all of the fireworks that we had bought for the next day--the boys had a blast with this of course. Then it was inside for the Wii and a slumber party down stairs.

This was a rundown of the crazy fun time. Now, for the entertaining bits that Tim and I thought were superb. As we were driving down the 126 discussion of speed limits and such began. Tim commented that there was no speed limit in Montana and of course our nephew wanted to know why. Tim's response was that it was probably because there weren't a lot of people who lived there, and not a lot of high traffic roads. Our nephew comments about the population saying "well that's probably why", meaning that people are getting in a lot of car accidents (sorry if that was obvious but I am worried about this coming across in my typing).

As we were entering Target I said to him "You want a bikini don't you", because all of the women's bathing suits were the first thing you saw. He got all embarrased like a normal 11 year old, looked at me like I was crazy and said no. He proceded to tell me with halarious voice inflection "I want a blouse". Oh it was great, I started laughing so hard. He is so much older on the inside. I know there were more but I can't remember at the moment. If they come to me I will definately post it here!

Happy Belated 4th (like I said, that's how we roll)

I had thought to lubricate,

my brownie cookies wouldn't have been practically impossible to get off the pan. Other than that they were "practically perfect in every way"

Ever since February I have been making cake cookies because they were featured on Bakerella. They are so easy and so yummy. We (well maybe I) have even dubbed fun-fetti mix with rainbow chip frosting (because this is VERY different that fun-fetti frosting!!) to be "Birthday cake cookies". Anywhoo, I started thinking "hmmm brownie mix, would that work the same way?" So yesterday I tried it out. I got the Fresh and Easy box mix for brownies (no trans fat hunny!) got my butter out on the counter-waited a few hours for it to soften- and set off to make brownie cookies.

Everything started off the same as the cake cookies. I mixed the eggs (2) butter (1 stick) and box of mix. Set my oven to 350, dolloped out the batter onto cookie sheets, poped one in the oven and waited 10min. I took them out and thought the next batch could go a little under. As I started to take the cookies off I realized how hard brownies can be to get out of the pan and thought "duh! I should have used Pam or something" Well I got the cookies off eventually- some better than others. They taste awesome, I think. Just like brownies but in cookie form.

If you like really thick and not chewy brownies these are not for you. but I think they are chocolatey (and I don't like chocolate cookies) chewy (which is important for me in a cookie) and practically perfect in every way! (next time I think I'll use a silpat though)

I had better used natures tools in the past,

I never would have had to find the sandals I threw at the sea gulls.

I took Joe, Sophia and one of Joe's friends, Matthew, to the beach today. Never mind that it was totally foggy the whole day- the boys had fun. Anywhoo, the boys set out immediately to go collect rocks and shells along the beach, oh goody. As I'm thinking about how I might secretly dump half of these rocks so I don't have to treck them back to the car, those darn birds start to show up.

The gulls begin tearing appart a "neighbors" lunch and I'm thinking--really? you are this dumb? have you never been to the beach before? Wrap up your damn food! Then my guilt gets to me. Megan, you should do something. Scare the birds away, it's the right thing to do. Well normally I would send Joe in that direction but the crazy child was playing in the water with his friend. Sophie is too small to get it, and I'm huddled under a towel because there is no sun. What to do, throw a sand toy? Ah ha! The rocks! This is great, none of the rocks are too big and I won't have to go get them after I throw them at the gulls. Yes, I was careful not to throw towards other people.

This revalation was amazing. I mean duh! But seriously, I just kept the little rock bucket next to me the rest of the day scaring the birds away from us and the niegboring blankets. Occasionally the birds though I was throwing food at them though, they would trie to eat the rocks-it was really funny.

Never underestimate the little things!