Don’t forget to enter my giveaway!  C’mon, you can’t tell me that I am the only one whose washer smells funny.  Don’t you have dirty socks?  Don’t you have mildew?  Stop trying to make me feel like I am the only one whose washer smelled funny.  Now, on to our post…

If you have a preteen daughter, I am sure you have heard of Miley Cyrus and Hannah Montana.  For those of you who have been living under a rock for the past couple of years, can I join you?  No seriously, Miley Cyrus is Billy Ray Cyrus’ daughter who stars in Hannah Montana (Billy Ray is on the program too, I imagine to suck in the preteens’ mothers).  Remember Billy Ray Cyrus?

Anyway, Miley is touring and recently came to Connecticut.  Lots of little girls in the Small Town went berserk.  Except for Libby.  Apparently, my overuse of the word trashy has sunk in.  Libby says she thinks Miley’s music is trashy.  I don’t know if it is trashy or not because I would rather stick knitting needles into my ear than listen to it.  I am just happy Libby doesn’t like it.

Joanna isn’t interested in the music but does like Hannah Montana.  She doesn’t get to watch it very often since Libby hates it.  I don’t think I would let her watch it very often anyway.  Apparently, Hannah Montana teaches little girls to talk back to their parents.  I don’t enjoy people talking back to me.  Especially short people.  If I can use you as an elbow rest, you shouldn’t talk back to me.  What do you think of Miley Cyrus and Hannah Montana?  I think Miley is going to have trouble moving past Hannah and hopes her music career is successful since acting probably won’t work out for her.

I know today is supposed to be What the Hell Wednesday, but I am feeling less whiny than usual.  So, instead of WTH Wednesday, I am giving something away.  I received a sample of something called Smelly Washer and have extra for you.   Visit my review blog and enter to win.

Today is Tuesday.  Here at Small Town Mommy, Tuesdays are all about random.  Here are some of the things we have been thinking about lately.

On Friday night, I fell.  I know, I know that makes me sound like I am 100.  No, I didn’t break a hip.  Small Town Daddy booby trapped the garage and tripped me as I walked out to my car.  Yes it was Friday the 13th (I’m just sayin’).

I may have mentioned that I am trying desperately to avoid any type of illness.  I don’t like illness.  I am still recovering from my fall, I don’t want to get sick too.  Anyway, yesterday, I was in Joanna’s classroom reading with some of the kids.  It is fun except for the potential exposure to germs.  First graders have a very slim grasp on hygiene.  Anyway, I was reading with a little girl who enjoyed putting her hands into her mouth.  And then touching everything around her.  I finished reading with her and dove for the hand sanitizer.

While I work, I sit here surrounded by animals.  I am currently sitting on the bed and Hamlet has his head resting in my lap.  Why does my dog like to snuggle?  I think it is because I am reluctant to turn up the heat.  The cat has even started snuggling under the covers.  You know, animals, if you would get a job, you could pay for the heat yourself.  No one is going to pay you to sleep all day.

That is it for my random Tuesday Thoughts.  If you want some more random, stop by Keely’s to check out what others around the Internets have to say.

I mentioned last week that I was invited to an 80s party this weekend.  I solicited suggestions for what to wear.  As usual, everyone came through (even though no one wanted to see me in my original prom dress).  Here is what I wore (you can’t see the yoga pants leggings)…

I just have to say that is the most comfortable outfit I have worn to a party in a long time.

Check out the fabulous 80s makeup (I still miss blue eye shadow and shiny pink lip gloss)…

It was a great party.

Dee Snider was there…

and Tom Cruise stopped by..

The party did reinforce that I should probably not be allowed to tend bar at any time.  Like in college, I have issues determining the correct ratio of alcohol to mixer.  Nobody got sick, but I did end up overindulging (do you know that after a few drinks, you can’t taste the alcohol no matter how much is there?).

Today is Friday the 13th.  I know I should probably be hiding under the bed, but I have things to do so I refuse to be superstitious.  There will be no hiding (although I have five 10 year olds coming over later so I may be hiding under the bed in the fetal position after that).

So far, the day hasn’t been extraordinarily unlucky.  I did have to give Joanna my last $2 because she wanted to buy lunch today.  And there is something bizarre going on with my bank account that I am sure will not work out in my favor, but I don’t think that is unlucky so much as a pain in the neck. Besides that, everything seems to be fine.

I do have laundry to do.  I suppose that could be considered unlucky, but when don’t I have laundry to do?  How about cleaning?  That sounds extraordinarily unlucky, but again, it is there whether today is the 13th or not.

Of course, the power went out at the Small Town elementary school this morning, but since they got it back up and running, no one is coming home early.  I call that lucky, not unlucky.

Of course, it is only 10 am so things could take a drastic turn for the worst.  My mother would say I am tempting fate with this post.

Leave me a comment to let me know if you think Friday the 13th is unlucky, lucky or nothing special.

***Today on Facebook, I am thankful that the power came back on at the elementary school.***

Today is What the Hell Wednesday.  The Blue Monkey Butt sisters decided that I should be given one day a week where I bitch about things (I think it was so they didn’t have to hear me bitch every day) and this is it.  This is when I talk about some of the things that I can’t believe.

I may have mentioned in the past that I have big hair.  I had to share this photo with you (because why shouldn’t you see me at my worst)…

WTH?!? This is why I usually wear my hair in a ponytail.  Although, if I put enough time and product into it, it will turn out OK (ignore the red eyes, apparently Small Town Daddy has no photography skills).

Yesterday, one of the cats found, caught and disemboweled a mouse.  The shrieking that ensued was earsplitting (from Libby, not the cat).  WTH?!?  Where is Small Town Daddy when you need him.  I had to clean up the carcass all by myself.  It was extraordinarily unpleasant.

I was invited to an 80s party this weekend.  I have mentioned that I love the 80s.  My MP3 player could provide the soundtrack for the entire night.  But I don’t know what to wear.  I am 40 lbs heavier than I was in the 80s and I haven’t saved any of my clothes from that time period, except my prom dress, maybe I should wear that (oh, wait, I still have to deal with those 40 lbs).  WTH?!? How am I going to be the queen of the 80s without anything to wear?

I have another reminder event that I can’t remember what it means.  Today, I have on my calendar, “Feed the Hungry Event.”  WTH?!?  Was I going to feed the hungry?  Was there some type of event I was supposed to attend?  Was I supposed to bring snacks for hungry people?  Was it a reminder to eat breakfast?  I wish I could remember.  If I was supposed to be attending your Feed the Hungry Event this morning, I am sorry I missed it.

Today is Veteran’s Day.  For the first time, the kids are in school rather than having the day off.  WTH?!?  Yeah, I got nothing.  I am glad they’re in school.  I have no fighting, arguing or demands.

As part of my Facebook theme, today I am thankful for Entenmann’s chocolate chip filled cake.

Don’t forget to visit the girls from Blue Monkey Butt.  You can find out what others are bitching about today.

Happy Tuesday!  We are going to forgo the whole why we are here today crap, let’s leave it with it’s time to be random.

I have spent the past week as Small Town Daddy’s personal slave (and not in a good way).  Since I work from home, I am the one who gets to take the random (there is that word again) trips to DMV, the car dealer, the post office, etc.  Yes, all these trips were required to replace Small Town Daddy’s car.

Speaking of the new car, I can’t stand our car dealer.  Why do I feel like I need a shower every time I talk to him?  I am going to give you a tip, once you make a sale, stop.  Don’t keep pushing.  It just makes you unpleasant to be around.  I have to go back later this week to return the dealer plates.  Small Town Daddy says they just want to see me again.  Is that because they like my sneer?

My horoscope today says that I need to immerse myself in some good music or a feel-good movie.  I need to get away from it all on an emotional level.  I agree. Too bad I have too much to do.

I got a new phone on Friday.  I then had to return the new phone 2 hours later.  According to the repair guy, I “mangled” the charger and there was no way it could be saved.  I guess I didn’t know my own strength.  Now I am afraid to charge my newer new phone.

I bet you are wondering why I needed a new phone.  I had a perfectly good pink phone that I have had for 3 years (did I mention that it was pink).  I didn’t even close it in the car door like I did with its predecessor.  Since I now work from home, I wanted to be able to use my phone to check my email.  Not my junk email (of which I get quite a bit), but the important emails.  From my friends and readers clients.  Now I can always be reached (I haven’t decided if that’s a good thing, I will let you know).  Sadly, since it is a business phone, it isn’t pink.

On Facebook, I am doing a Thanksgiving thing.  Every day, I need to post something for which I am thankful.  Sadly, today’s entry was that I am thankful I don’t have to go anywhere today (it’s the small things).  I can’t do sweat pant day since both girls have friends coming over (I wouldn’t care with the kids, but their parents will come to pick up at the end of the day.  I should probably get dressed for them).  My schedule this year is not conducive to sweat pant day.  Obviously I have done something wrong with my scheduling and it all needs to be redone.

That is it for my random Tuesday thoughts.  Stop by to visit Keely to see what the rest of the random world is thinking.

Edited: Day was changed to reflect Tuesday rather than Thursday.  Apparently, I really want it to be Thursday so every week I start out wishing everyone a happy Thursday on Tuesday.

Do you homeschool?  Yea, me neither.  I love my kids, but I love them even more when I have been separated from them for  a good 7 hours.  But there are a lot of blogger who homeschool.  I have the utmost respect for these people.  I don’t understand where they find their patience, but I respect it.

Melissa is one of the homeschooling bloggers I visit a lot.  I like Melissa.  Not only doesn’t she judge me (admit it, some of the homeschoolers can be judgey), but she offers information and activities that even a mom who doesn’t want to spend all day with her kids can enjoy.

Anyway, Melissa is offering a giveaway.  She is giving away a first grade Sylvan workbook for language arts.  Joanna is in first grade (I’m just sayin’).  While I don’t homeschool, Joanna has some difficulty with language arts so this workbook would be a great way to bring her up to speed.  I want to win this book.

You can only get one chance to win.  So I am asking a favor.  If you do not have a first grader in your life, will you enter the giveaway and win the book for Joanna?  I am asking because I never win anything and I am hoping you do.  If you do have a first grader in your life, move along, nothing to see here (oh, and those links above, they don’t work).  Keep going, we will be back tomorrow with an entertaining post.

So if you would be willing to enter to win for Joanna, click here and help her win a Sylvan workbook to get her caught up with the rest of her class.

If you follow a lot of blogs you know there are many different activities on Wednesday (I guess Wednesday is just considered a boring day).  There are things like Wordless Wednesday, which implies I could actually be wordless (although that might be a nice break for those around me).  This led to Wordful Wednesday, which implies I will have a lot to say about a single photo.  None of these gave me a warm fuzzy feeling so I never participated.  Then the ladies over at Blue Monkey Butt developed a theme that was all about bitching.  Finally, something I could get into.  So I tried it last week.  And the response was overwhelmingly positive (OK, maybe it was lukewarm, but I choose to think positively).  So welcome to What the Hell Wednesday.  These are things that I really can’t believe are happening around me.

Yesterday, I wished everyone a Happy Thursday.  WTH?  Apparently I was lost due to the time change (that’s my story and I’m sticking to it).  Only one person pointed out that I was an idiot (I am not saying no one else noticed, but…).  Thank you, Jen for noticing and pointing it out so politely.  I could have said it was a test to see if people pay attention, but it was really just a mistake.  I have been very distracted with the whole car dying and having to chauffeur Small Town Daddy all over town.

Speaking of Small Town Daddy, why do I have to drive him everywhere?  WTH?  Can’t he walk.  Isn’t that why God gave him legs?  It’s only 10 miles to the train station, buddy, start walking.  I will even get him a glow-in-the-dark jacket so no one runs over him in the dark.

Libby is in middle school this year and I think the school is purposely trying to confuse me.  WTH?  First of all, they work on some bizarre schedule reflecting A-F days so the schedule is different every day and every week.  Try to keep track of which days your kid should bring her trumpet to school (I can’t even try).  This week and next, her school has parent-teacher conferences which means the kids get out early a couple of days each week.  This week it is Wednesday and Thursday, next week is Tuesday and Thursday.  Is it my imagination or does this sound unnecessarily complicated?  I certainly can’t keep track of it.  I have put everything on my calendar and will just hope I don’t leave her sitting on the front stoop.

I keep getting emails telling me that someone is flirting with me.  WTH?  First of all, I am a little old for Internet flirting.  Second of all, is it really flirting if I need an email to let me know.  Third of all, what is Small Town Daddy going to say (He will probably ask if I will give that person a ride without bitching incessantly).

I think that is probably all I have to complain about this fine morning.  I am sure I could think of more, but do you really want to hear it?  So, Happy Friday Wednesday and let me know what is bothering you today.

Happy Tuesday!  If you’ve been here before then you know that Tuesday is all about random.  We (and that is the royal we) will be sharing everything random that pops into my head.

As I write this, I am watching my local news.  I don’t know if it is news in your area, but my local news keeps talking about ground beef that is being recalled.  The most recent sell by date on the beef is September 28.  Now this leads me to wonder if I have somehow fallen into a black hole and traveled back in time or if other people take the sell by date a lot less seriously than I do. Shouldn’t they have recalled it before most people would have eaten it rather than a month later?

Today is election day here in the US.  That means all of the schools are closed except for ours.  Since we only have 1 voting machine, they can stick it in the community center and don’t need to use the schools.  While I believe that voting in the Small Town probably merits its own post, too bad.  Suffice it to say that I know many of the people running and I am not sure that’s a good thing for any of us.

We are in mourning here in the Small Town household.  Small Town Daddy’s car has died.  And not in a get it to a repair shop kind of way but in a we have gotten it to a repair shop and the guy said it isn’t worth fixing kind of way.  It was 13 years old and we will miss it.  In lieu of flowers, donations in its honor should be sent to GM.

We are going to have to buy a new car (ok, a new to us car).  We are open to suggestions, keeping in mind that the Small Town is covered in snow for about 4 months out of the year.  Until we get a new car, I will be driving Small Town Daddy around like a chauffeur (I bet you can guess how long that will last, why can’t the lazy bum man walk already).

So that’s all that is random here in the Small Town.  Don’t forget to stop by and visit Keely, The UnMom.  She originated all that is random.