I was, uh...born in the 80's. I only recently seen The Breakfast Club, I never listened to any of this music, except NKOTB...which I listened to at a heathen friends house, because I was raised up in a VERY strict christian home, and we didn't listen to
that type of music.

My DH on the other hand would know all this music, I'm sure. He knows every song from the past 40 years. I only wish he could remember the important things.

The best I can do is 1990. The master of stolen music. Vanilla Ice.
Yo VIP let's kick it
Ice ice baby (x2)
All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby vanillla...
DH actually sings this to me...or raps it, whatever...the scary thing is well, I like it.
What I can't believe is how many of you watch Raven!

I like it, but DH would rather be tortured than watch those silly shows. I never noticed the set was the same as SBTB though..
Kaleb seems better, last night he had hives.

He's reached that age..you know the one...everytime I tell him no, he screams and takes a huge fit. At least he's not climbing out of his bed anymore.

One battle won, now on the next..
So, you know how I've been talking about going to be beach all week...well it's supposed to be thunderstorms all day tomorrow. We haven't had rain in who knows how long...plan a beach day and you get thunderstorms.
My boys have peed on me more times than I can remember...but our best story comes not from pee, but poo. It was our first son, DH was changing him. He smartly had his pointer covered so he didn't get sprayed. DH had him by the ankles, lifting his butt up to put a diaper under him when suddenly he pooped. Not just any poo, projectile poo. It shot out of his butt and about 3 feet away landed on the wall. I swear! He was little, bf'd and had that nastly yellow loose poo, it came out like a rocket and smacked into the wall.

I was too hysterical to help.
The meeting went well yesterday. We'll find out next week if we qualify and at what rate and blah. It's so stressful.
Well, I'm off to exercise and get Jeremiah's school done. Check in later.
Maelstrom!