A bunch of random stuff because I can't organize my thoughts well enough to write an actual post.

This week we decided that Max has a brilliant career ahead of him as a personal trainer.

Why, do you ask?

Friday, Max asked CJ to do some pull-ups on the Iron Gym. CJ humored him and did one chin up, then started to walk away.

Max ran after him and yelled "NO! Come back! I wanted you to keep doing them FOREVER!"

Max has spent the last two weeks begging me to walk on the treadmill. Each day when he reminds me, I tell him that I'm too busy right now but I'll try to do it later. (and yes, blogging counts as being busy)

Later in the evening, he will come up to me and say "Mom, you didn't walk on the treadmill today, and I wanted you to walk on the treadmill! You need to go walk on the treadmill!"

And I will tell him that it's too late because it's bedtime and maybe I'll walk on the treadmill tomorrow.

Then he cries.

I have to tell you, having Jillian from Biggest Loser yell at you in the gym would be bad, however, it's nothing compared to the guilt felt knowing that you've just caused Max's big brown eyes to fill with tears.

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I really love the smell of my new Scentsy pomegranate/orange wax melting thingy.

I also really love the smell of a roast and vegetables in the crockpot.

The two smells together..............not so much.

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Speaking of smells, has anyone noticed that the April fresh scent of Downy has been changed? I really liked the old scent, the new one doesn't do much for me.

Why did they change it?

Why hasn't there been a huge outcry with email petitions circulating to change it back?

Why can't these people at Procter and Gamble just leave well enough alone?

Why can't they understand that IF IT AIN'T BROKE, DON'T FIX IT?

As far as I'm concerned, this should be bigger than the whole "Old Coke, New Coke" fiasco.

I am currently looking for a new brand of fabric softener.

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If I seem a bit testy today, it might have to do with the weather.

It's getting cold, and I don't like being cold. Plus, I now have to make sure that all of the offspring are wearing coats and shoes and socks before they leave the house.

That's a whole lot more clothing to keep track of.

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Max can't decide what costume he wants for Halloween. At first he said he wanted to wear his crab costume from last year, causing me great happiness due to the fact that I wouldn't need to make him a new costume, however, in the last week, he has changed his mind several times.

First he said he wanted to be a puppy, then he said he wanted to be "Super Max" then he said he wanted to be Snoopy, then he said he wanted to be Jay from Men in Black, then he said he wanted to be a spider. Once he even said he wanted to be Inigo Montoya from The Princess Bride. (Seriously, he does the cutest impression "My name is Inigo Montoya, you keeel my father now PREPARE TO DIE!")

Aaron will be wearing his costume from last year, and Brielle has a really cute costume idea that will be unveiled at her school Halloween party. (sorry, I've been sworn to secrecy)

CJ will be staying home handing out candy. I told him that he would be dressed as a vampire to do this, but instead, he will be dressed as a teenager who refuses to dress up for Halloween. I'm pretty sure he will eat all of the Reese's out of the candy bucket while we're gone Trick-or-treating with Max.

I suggested that CJ and Max dress up as the Jolly Green Giant and Little Sprout. CJ refused to do this, even before he found out that there would be tights involved.

Actually, he has never even heard of The Jolly Green Giant, I had to show him some of the old commercials on YouTube. (yes, this makes me feel incredibly old)

I will be dressed as a really tired mom who stayed up the entire night before making her kids costumes. I wear this costume every year.

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Speaking of feeling incredibly old, does anyone remember that television commercial for Imperial Margarine where someone would eat the margarine and a crown would appear on their head?

I can't tell you how disappointed I was when that never happened to me.

What ever happened to truth in advertising?

I'm sure some advertising executive, somewhere, thought that this would be a really great marketing campaign that would sell a ton of buttery spread, however, they obviously didn't realize that somewhere a little three year old kid would be devastated that she never got the stupid crown...............

On a related note, one of my main goals in life at age three was to find a way to fool Mother Nature. (seriously, it was!)

Also, there was also a few times where I might have tried to start an argument with the tub of margarine.

I'm beginning to wonder if I watched too much TV when I was three.

I think I'm also beginning to understand why I only buy real butter?

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Kid quote of the week

"You really know you're famous when they start putting your face on underwear."