teenage munchkin | And That's All She Wrote!

What a week! Can I just tell you that I’ve realized, this week, that I’m INDESTRUCTIBLE? If this week didn’t kill me, NOTHING can. Can I also share with you that one thing I’ve FINALLY gotten through my head is that I should NEVER EVER EVER get too complacent or self assured especially when it comes to my kids? If there’s ANYTHING you’ve ever learned from me, this should be it. I want you to know that when you FINALLY feel like you’re doing something right and that you have at least ONE kid who seems to be rolling right along on the right track, you should probably dig a little deeper. Or maybe you shouldn’t. Maybe it’s a VERY good thing to live in denial. I wish I still lived there! I’ll have to tell you about my little angel later.

Right now, I want to share with you some other fine points of my week 🙂 My husband took the week off so we’ve been bonding. It was his birthday on Tuesday and he likes to take some of his vacation time to chill out and regroup. He COULDN’T have known all hell would break out during this week. *snicker* It all actually worked out very well that he was here though, because he kept me from killing the teenage munchkin. See, I’ve told you all before that there ARE no accidents! It wasn’t a coincident that he took off on the week that I find out about all her shenangins. I think that was a GOD thing. lol Thank you God for saving my lil precious “angel’s” life… I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself had I REALLY wrung her neck the way I wanted to! lol

Here’s how we celebrate birthday’s around here. We do whatever the birthday boy wants to do. Ben LOVES his guns and he’s wanted to get me at the shooting range for a while now. We shot his 9mm, his 357 magnum and the one I personally love shooting, the little bitty BB type gun… a 22.

I can’t say I’m really a fan of guns. I’ve had some pretty nightmarish experiences when I was young. I was the victim so I have PTSD when it comes to hearing gun shots. The only way to sweeten the pot and GET me to the range was to tell me that I could learn to protect myself from those zombies that I’m positive I’ll have to learn to kill during the zombie apocalypse! lmao I’m a HUGE Walking Dead fan:-)

Here’s the mess of guns we used to kill those zombies!

Here’s the 357 magnum that kept jamming up. We would have been up a creek if the zombies got too close and we had to depend on THIS thing working. Time to find a gunsmith 😉

I’m actually a really good shot (most of the time). I’m not sure how smart my husband is for wanting to teach me to love guns. Wise people have told him that this could be dangerous for HIS life. I have to agree. My temper and a gun? Maybe NOT the smartest idea he’s had.

He had to eat this cake all by himself because he’s the ONLY one who likes coconut. Coconut is one of the only foods that will make me gag. Oh and fish. I can’t even bear the smell of fish. But it turned out pretty, huh? It’s a 3 layer, made from scratch coconut cake.