Twins: Mom said so. Therapist: Oh really?

I heard someone on Oprah say that as parents, we write on the slate of our children’s lives.
If that’s the case, someone hand me an eraser.
Although the holidays are passed, I’m still in a tailspin and my kids are paying the price, especially my twin sons. I’ve spread myself a little thin lately.
If I’m not more careful, my lack of attention to detail and lack of judgment are going to land us all in therapy. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)

Click here to read the rest of my latest column at gjsentinel.com. Don't miss out on reading about how the recent trauma I inflicted on my twins could scar them for life.

Dr. Phil, Master of the Make-over

Dr. Phil has been getting some bad press lately. He even inspired this scathing review from -K. But, in his defense, Dr. Phil has done some good for which he never recieves any kudos.

He introduced this woman to a straightening iron!

Before Dr. Phil!

After Dr. Phil!

I've never been jealous of a snow-woman... until now!

"How do we begin to covet?"

"We covet what we see every day."

(Name that movie.)

This icy diva lives two doors down from me. A few more warm days and she, along with my jealousy, will melt away.

Annie on Idol Part 3: Fun with DVR Version 2.0

Another proud graduate of the Anniethology School of Charm.

Awww...Nerd love.
"When I met my cousin for the first time in the audition line of American Idol,
it was love a first sight."


Thank you, thank you, Amy-Mary-Catherine Gallegher for introducing me to my new favorite word! "Whatev's."
I am going to find a reason to say, "whatev's" at least 10 times tomorrow.

Your turn to make up your own caption. Simon makes it so easy.

Pop culture sidekicks for politicians

I know it's against the Anniethology M.O. to comment on politics, but when politics crosses over into my realm of pop culture, I have to have my say.

Huck's got Chuck.

Obama has Mother Oprah and who can beat that?

Hilary has Grizzly Adams.

But, who will be Mitt Romney's pop culture sidekick?

His Disney alter-ego?

How about a beloved TV host with equally impressive hair?

Or another handsome Jeff to help show Mitt's blue state side?

Or the eternally perky Paige?

What say ye? Who can put the snap, crackle and pop culture into Mitt Romney's campaign?

Annie on Idol: Part 3 Fun with DVR

"Who's my daddy?"

"Oh Vincent, please don't terminate our love."

"Annie picked out my sweater."

Now, you join the fun. Make up your own caption!

Meet me at "The Mamas"

Click here to meet at the Mile High Mama's blog to read my post, "The Good, the Bad, and the Undies of Motherhood".

I'm in the paper and Annie on Idol: Part 2

Click here to read my latest column in the Daily Sentinel titled, "35 going on 15. Not much has changed." Then click on the little speaker and have my column read to you by a computerized voice. It's always good for a laugh.

Last night's American Idol was a blur tone deafness and disillusion. There are people that know they are bad singers, but audition just to be on TV. They get what they have coming. But, it's the people who really don't know they are bad that I feel really sorry for. At least Simon is finally getting his props from that Asian-Angel-P!mp.

"Simon, he is someone very glorious, because he give chance to everyone."

Annie on Idol: Part 1

Welcome to the first of many installments of Annie on Idol. I am a faithful and avid fan of American Idol. I declare my blog to be an "All Idol, All the Time" Zone. Feel free to leave comments about American Idol, no matter what the current topic of the post may be.

I can't get Temptress out of my head. She shouldn't have been on Idol. She needs to be on Oprah. I love Paula, but her hugs aren't magic like Mother Oprah's. A hug from Mother Oprah would make everything in Temptresses life turn to pure gold.

Speaking of Paula, she was unusually lucid. I dare say, even brillant. When she had the guy in the Princess Lea bikini leave to get his chest waxed before they would listen to him sing, that was genius! It was painless for him to show up in costume and make a fool of himself to get on TV, so I loved how Paula called his bluff and made him pay with his chest hair and I'm sure a few layers of dermis to earn his 14.5 minuts of fame.

Okay. And that blonde with the glitter eye shadow and potty mouth; Here is warning to all mothers out there. This is what happens when you put your kids to bed every night with a swig of NyQuil. I'm just sayin'.

Getting it done... with a little help

Have you ever had a task to complete, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it? You have the time, you have the energy,but the more you look at it, the more insurmountable the task becomes. That was me with the Christmas decorations.

I sent the kids back to school a week ago. I cleaned, I shopped, I did laundry, I even signed up for college, but I didn't take a single ornament off the Florentine-style Christmas tree. It occurred to me that this was more than a time issue. I needed help. Mental help. I needed someone to come in and help give me a jump start on the de-decorating. So, I called the best, most kind, and free mental health advocates I know: Mom and Dad.

I invited them over at 2 pm, so I needed to get prepared. I knew that with the purchase of new decorations, I would also need something to put them in. A quick trip to the local Family Dollar produced four new 30 gallon sized containers. With containers on hand, a plan in place, and help on the way, I felt energized and hopeful that this task, along with it's mental hold on me, would soon be packed up and in the garage.

I gave Mom and Dad the toughest job, the one I dreaded the most; taking down the seven-foot tree. When I wasn't micro-managing the placement of each ornament back in the same box it came in, I busied myself with the other de-decorating tasks. I'm happy to report, we made short order of it. Christmas taken down, boxed up, and in the garage in less than two hours. I have hand it to Mom and Dad, they work fast and didn't even mind my neuroticism.

They know who they raised.

When Secret Agent Man and I were unable to find the size of basketballs we wanted at Walmart, (Yes, basketballs come in different sizes.) we did the next logical thing. We signed me up for college!

I know that it's hard to believe that two and a half years of intensive socializing studying in the early Nineties didn't produce a degree, but it's true.
I've wanted to go back to school ever since all three of my children were in school all day, but I've never been able to fully commit. I can't even say that I am ready now. I wanted to be sure of my future career path, a.k.a, I wanted to know what I was going to be when I grew-up before I committed my time and our families money, again. But, when we couldn't find those illusive 27 inch basketballs, returning to college just seemed to be the right thing to do.

It's my birthday (tomorrow) and I'll blog if I want to...

...and I don't. I'm going to be spending the big 3-5 saving my family from "holiday house." Holiday house is when you still have your Christmas decorations up, food going bad in your fridge from all the holiday party food that didn't get consumed and 5 over-flowing baskets of laundry. Wet snowboots at every door, two weeks of unread newspapers stacked on your table and enough dishes piled up in your sink to run 3 dishwasher cycles. I am buried, y'all, buried. Don't feel sorry for me, though. It's been a fantastic year, I can only hope for more of the same. See ya after my kids go back to school!

Anniethology Top 7 of 2007

Here is Top 7 list of my most popular posts of 2007!

7. HFM's in the Local Paper (From my now defunked, but beloved blog, "Hot Fruita Moms".)

6. Who is ready to partay?

5. Sunday Confesssional Because bloggers love a good confession!

4. Anniethology Video Blog

3. Payney's Virtual B-Day Partay! (Note the date, my friends.)

2. 100 Reasons to ♥ Blogging To see the complied list, click here, to go to Mile High Mamas.

and

1. Anonymous Comment Day! Giving people the chance to say what they will anonymously garnered some pretty interesting comments!

I wish all you bloggers out there a happy and healthy 2008 full of comments and self acceptance!

"Blog together or die alone!"

"The Huck" bests "The Hair" with his new campaign ad

I make a concerted effort to avoid commenting on the politicos. Nobody comes to Anniethology to read about politics, but when it crosses over into my realm of popculture, I have to have my say.

Mitt Romney may have invented the Olympics, but Huckabee has Mr. Fist in His Beard on his side.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I can dance better than Obama.

Dance, Senator! Dance! Hoping that dancing with Ellen would do for him what saxophone playing did for Clinton, Obama shakes his "money maker" for votes.





It is customary in the video sharing world to post responses to videos that you have a reaction towards. Obama's dance with Ellen made an impression on me. If he wants to win my vote with his dancing skills, he has got to do a little better than that! Ever heard of the Cha-cha Slide, Senator?
This is me at 11:30 pm Christmas night after too much egg nog and yule log. Lack of sleep, hostessing, cooking, and entertaining left me with absolutely no inhibition or pride. Carronin and Fashionista are the ones giggling in the background. My apron and Santa hat have definitely got me feelin' a little "crazy right now."

"How do ya like me now, Senatah'?!"

Enjoy it while it lasts. I'll probably delete this video tomorrow before it ruins my own chance at running for office someday.