the way I see it

a night at the movies!

2006-05-13T23:25:00.000-05:00

The kids took me out to see a movie tonight (well, more like I took them really) for mother's day (which, not so much today, but tomorrow.. but you know) We went to see RV . The parts of the movie I saw were pretty cute. But then I'm a fan of the National Lampoons Vacation movies too. Thank peter I decided to purchase 2 snack pac's, and 1 family pac at the concession stand, because that was the only thing keeping my kids in their seats. I literally had to hand out smarties to kids 1 at a time the entire length of the movie. They liked the rv crashing and mishap parts, but the rest was a little over their heads. And I only had to take Hannah to the bathroom twice! Woooo!

I SO better be getting breakfast made for me tomorrow too ...

Yum!

2006-05-10T13:45:00.000-05:00

new school better than old school, so, yay!

2006-05-10T13:39:00.000-05:00

old school wasn't "bad". it's just that the only kids going into kindergarten with him were 3 girls. and while that may be fun and all when he's, say, a teenager. we'll be going with the school with a nice even 5 girls, 5 boys registered.

plus this new school! they do fun stuff! like, taking walks to the local grocery store for soap! and to the post office! what little kid doesn't love a field trip to the post office? and they are having a teddy bear picnic. in which the children will wear their pajamas. to school. they'll play games, wear their pj's, eat snacks and did I mention wear their jammies? how cute is that?

and for nursery graduation? they wear real little caps and gowns. I could cry right now at the thought. omg, it's too much cute for me, really.

so yay! new school a successssssss.

new school tomorrow..

2006-05-08T23:15:00.000-05:00

So, it's gonna be a big day. We've decided to check out a different school for my son tomorrow. He'll be starting kindergarten in September and the school he's presently enrolled in preschool at has 4 girls in his class and him. No other boys. Is it weird that I'm so sad about that?! His new school though? Will have 5 other boys! And 5 other girls! (yes, that's alot for our little towns) I hope it's perfect. My shy little guy. He was so nervous about tomorrow he couldn't fall asleep for over an hour tonight. I hope he loves it - I'm so nervous for him. It breaks my heart to hear him sad and scared. Blah.

Wish us luck!

hmmmm..

2006-05-06T12:04:00.000-05:00

it's not the softest place to lay your head.....but whatever works I say.

I'm sick...

2006-05-04T12:18:00.000-05:00

I don't feel well at all. I've got an ache in my tummy. I'm pretty sure I'll pull through - but it's gonna be hard. I feel really nervous, and unsure. Pretty sad about having to hold off. Oh, and I'm pretty sure what I've got is contagious. I've got the fever. The baby fever.

Everyone around me, friends, relatives.. are having more babies! I love having babies! MY baby is so big already - when did he get so BIG? I want more. I'm afraid if I have more that still won't be enough. I'm sad just thinking about the day I once and for all say that I'm done. That I won't ever feel a little baby growing inside me again. I wish my memory were a little better, so that I could remember the sickness, the always sleepy, the pain. I wish I could remember the excitment, the joy, the anticipation. Because then maybe just remembering would be enough. But it's not.

I'm pretty sure this sickness I have is crazy. But I can't help it.

Sunset

2006-04-28T14:30:00.000-05:00

The sun setting looked so pretty during a walk last night...

did that guys hair burn???

2006-04-28T09:31:00.000-05:00

so this morning while my husband and almost 5 year old son were watching the sports highlights, the tv mentioned how this guy was fired. the guy happened to have grey hair. my little boy wonders though, did that guy's hair burn? get it? fired? grey hair? burnt in a fire?

ha! they don't miss a beat, do they.

Dora Time!

2006-04-26T11:05:00.000-05:00

We use Dora time in our house. As in, we'll be there in 2 dora shows. Pizza takes roughly 1 dora time to cook. And bedtime is approximately 18 dora times away. (yay!)

Shut up, how else do you explain time to a 3 and 5 year old? They know the big hand on the clock goes around one time for 1 hour, but that means nothing to them! As if they are going to sit there watching the clock waiting for that! But dora time means mommy gets to get some other stuff done instead of answering a million times that it's not time yet!

Whatever works, ya know?

mmmm pizza....

the do-it-yourself-home-hair-dying-fun post.

2006-04-25T10:56:00.000-05:00

so, yeah. we are currently 15:36 into the 25:00 minutes this is gonna take. I've heard all the horror stories of home hair dying and it turning out purple or orange or whatever, but I don't have that problem. Apparently I've got stubborn mousy dark brown hair because no matter the colour, the brand, the time I always end up with the same boring colour. I suppose I should consider myself lucky because really, who wants purple or orange hair??? I just want something a little different! Lighter maybe! You think?

Who thinks I've just jinxed myself here? eeeeekkk!

UPDATE

ok, that was close. Like, so close I'm feeling a little bit shakey now just thinking of what could have happened! orangeness! I DID curse myself! If Denice hadn't said, wait - woah, what are you using?! I would have left it on 45 minutes instead of the recommended 25. As it was I left it on for 35 minutes. Scary Scary stuff, I'm telling you.

This is how it turned out....

Yikes!

I suck at being constant with this thing...

2006-04-12T09:22:00.000-05:00

but look! I have something cute to show you!!

baby showing off his latest milestone.....

you don't think I can DO it???

baby pushups!

all the cool babies are doing it!

Who needs to sleep?

2006-03-15T14:19:00.000-06:00

Not me, that's who. No way. If I never get a single moment of sleep my entire life I will be JUST fine. Really. I have sort of gone into robot mode. I am not in a solid place right now. My nights have become so interrupted and basically fucked up that I've decided why bother? Gavin thinks he can just lay in my bed and grunt and fart all night. Hannah is a bit sicky, and while she's tiny - she knows how to use all of a king size bed.

But I'm fine, I have been weaned off sleep! How great is that? I am baking cakes, and cleaning floors, I am emptying garbages and doing dishes, I am taking care of sick and cranky kids, building forts, and folding laundry (gasp!) all with zero chocolate in my system.

I'm a freaking Rock Star. Seriously. That, and I need some alcohol!

so this grad dress thing...

2006-03-09T17:21:00.000-06:00

I did it. I found it. I tried it on. It was hilarious. I wasn't upset because I think I look pretty hot (lol) right now. I've worked hard (well, not so much - just nursing and eating better) but damn, the chocolate I love.

Anyway, what was I saying? Oh, yes. The dress. Turns out it's a size 9/10. NINE/TEN! I had no idea I was that skinny before! 9/10 is fucking smoking when you're 5'7". lol But I tried it on anyway. I didn't feel that slim when I was that slim - weird the way that works, huh?But I am so not a size 9/10 anymore. More like a 14/16. The jeans I'm wearing today are a 14 and a bit big. I don't know why I didn't just leave it in the bag when I looked at the size! I laughed the entire time trying it on, because hello? What moron tries to put it on anyway? I'll never be a size 9/10 again. It's body hugging, it's black, it's shaped like a freaking hour glass, and I'm so fine with never fitting into that again. The extra skin and stretched out abs I refuse to really properly tighten because I hate sit ups will never ever squeeze into that dress again. But I'm keeping it, because my kids will never believe Mom used to be that hot. hehe

love

2006-03-08T13:44:00.000-06:00

love love James Blunt. His song "You're Beautiful" makes me cry.

today it's time for things that annoy me...

2006-03-08T11:00:00.000-06:00

when my kids take the pillows off the couches and mess them up. whether it just be the decorative pillows, they are never in the right place! or the actual seat cushions, they make great forts you know, fucking hell.

the way the little thingy in the top of my dishwasher keeps falling off.

and the soap I'm currently using in my dishwasher leaves the dishes all streaky, no matter what I do.

the way I need to tell dylan 700 times to get dressed before finally threatening to take away a toy!!

the way Oprah interrupts everyone on her show allll the time.

that my 2 year old is more independant than my 4 year old!!! omg kid!!!

the way terry just drops his clothes where ever in the house after I cleaned up all day!!!!!

that Lost is a rerun tonight. ugh.

with the way the day is going.. I'm sure I'll add more later. blaaahhh..

oh! oh! I forgot!!

2006-03-04T21:38:00.000-06:00

A couple things..

So I've been trying to get back in shape after having my kids - and it's been going pretty well. I started this weight loss support group in January of 2005 and the WEEK after I joined I found out I was pregnant with Gavin. So I quit going. Who wants to diet when they are pregnant? Then a month after Gavin was born I started to go again. And I ended up weighing the exact same thing 1 month post partum as I did the first week I joined. Everyone was pretty amazed at that. I don't know if it's the nursing (gotta be) because I don't really do that much exercise. Just trying to eat less, and better.

Anyway! Tonight I thought I'd try on some outfits.. you know, the ones that are pushed waaaaay to the back of your closet, the ones that are dusty on top from lack of wear. Yeah, those ones. One was a skirt/jacket suit that I can't even remember what I bought it for it's that old, and it fit! One was a bridesmaid dress from my best friend in highschool. She was married before I was. And it was BIG on me tonight. BIG! BAGGY! Hanging off of me! eeeeee!! I tried on my wedding dress too. My poor poor forgotten about wedding dress. The train is still muddy from walking through the puddles on my wedding night. I left it hanging out so I can take it to the cleaners the next time I go. The wedding dress fit almost perfectly. It was a bit big on me too, but would pass.

Do I DARE try on my highschool graduation dress???? Terry says no way. He says it won't fit - not even close. He sucks. Is it a bad idea to try it on? And risk it not fitting? Risk him being RIGHT? Ugh, I'd hate that! What do I do?

just tucked my little campers in...

2006-03-04T21:29:00.000-06:00

Tonight, my kids are camping together in my 4 year olds bedroom. On the floor. Complete with sleeping bags and flashlights. Who knew how exciting that could be? When I was growing up my sisters and I all shared a bedroom (with my littlest sister sleeping in the laundry room because the bedroom wasn't that big - but we still let her call it her room. Nice of us, ya? So they are in there, each with their own stuffed animal whispering and giggling and no doubt plotting about the many ways they'll make me lose my cool tomorrow. But tonight? It's perfect and I'm so very very lucky.

Cows

2006-03-03T16:10:00.000-06:00

So I took the kids outside for a walk today and well, there aren't alot of places to go BUT to the cow pens, so...

Here's a Mommy with her new baby who was born early this morning. Not the poor Mom's best side, I know. But still, aren't they cute? In case you were wondering? My job in the whole cow deal is to write the cow's numbers on the tags that go in their ears. Not WHILE it's in the cows ears, but spread out nicely on my kitchen table.

So then we thought lets go where the action happens so we went here...

That barn in the back there? That's where the babies are born. It gets pretty nasty in there so we decided to stay out. The kids asked me if they could give some Hay to the cows. I said sure,
and Hannah - the girl with no fear - ran right up.

then Dylan thought - ok, she did it - I'll give them hay too!

Only, does it not look a little frightening to you the way they are all standing there looking at them? Like, they will totally eat these kids if they fall into the trough? Yeah, that's what I thought, too.

My cow, yes, I have a cow. I picked her out all on my own.. I didn't get a picture of her. She was out eating or laying down. Being a cow is a busy life you know. But she's red. With a white face. And her name is Georgia.

We don't just hug around here!

2006-03-03T10:00:00.000-06:00

We squeak. Any time I hug my kids they squeak. I know it's not a good hug unless they squeak. Is that weird? lol After they squeak, we might giggle, and I might tickle them and they might giggle for me to do it again.

Love it.

And now, THE DRESS!

2006-03-02T22:49:00.000-06:00

aka - practice dress aka - my first attempt aka - it's ugly mom.

*sigh* she is SUCH a girl. I bribed her with gum to make her put it on and let me take a picture.

In her defense though - it does look more nightgownish, than pretty summer dressish. But I was just practicing! It was an experiment! I didn't use a pattern! The fabric cost like 1.50! It's hard to tell in the picture, but it's a light purple with specks of pink and green and yellow and blue.

I have bigger and better ideas. More to come...

The girl does know how to strike a pose though, yes?

really, like I needed more temptation

2006-03-02T22:33:00.000-06:00

mommy? can we make cookies? with raisins? sure, honey, we can make cookies.

hey, mom? I want my cookies with oatmeal. ok, we'll make some with oatmeal too.

me? well, I wanted cookies too, but I wanted mine with peanut butter, and chocolate chips of course.

so we made those too.

ugh!

hershey dark chocolate chips!

2006-03-01T16:24:00.000-06:00

they are soooooooooooooooo good. so good I felt the need to use multiple o's. I could eat the whole bag! and it's only, what 90 calories per tablespoon? And I'm estimating about 28 tablespoons per bag. That's only a mesely 2520 calories! Also, 5 grams of fat per tablespoon. 140 grams of fat! I can eat it all in one day, right? Isn't dark chocolate supposed to be good for you? Right? Please? The first ingredient is sugar though. That's probably not good. How many hours on the treadmill will I need if I eat the whole thing? How many episodes of Lost and Greys Anatomy do I need to watch while walking to work that off?

Only, after eating about 2 tablespoons just now I'm starting to feel a little bit sick. Like, pukey and light headed. *sigh*

sewing! more sewing! ahh!

2006-02-28T22:44:00.000-06:00

omg omg omg *deep breath* I think someone might be way over their heads in this sewing business. omg omg. someone, not mentioning names, just might have bought 2 of every single thing the local fabric store had. omg we're talking things that stretch and things that wrinkle and things that zip and things that stick and things that drive. things that drive people. in a fabric store! omg omg! *exhale* Terry will KILL me if I don't make a minimum of 37 different items of clothing for our daughter with all these supplies. who DOES that? who lets their wife run rampant in a fabric store with all sorts of things fabricy!

I know I can do it. I can. Honest. And I will. Am just feeling a wee bit overwhelmed about the pressure. I have to succeed now. If I don't I will never live it down. Just like that time I tried to make chicken cacciatore and even the dog wouldn't eat it. No one remembers that kick ass fettuccine I made that time, or the pizza - I fucking rule at making pizza. Or the soup. The soup! Noooooo, it's that stupid chicken thing. Chickens are dumb - but dresses - for cute darling little girls - MUST be perfect!

The pressure, it is ON baby. Eeeeekkkkk!

so my 2 year old says...

2006-02-27T18:35:00.000-06:00

as I ask her if she'd like a milkshake for supper with her perogies and fish sticks and she tells me "But don't make it with that skinny milk!" as in skim milk. she doesn't want the skinny milk. why, you ask? because her father says that he doesn't like skim milk... says it's like drinking water. How will I ever get skinny if I can't drink the skinny milk I ask you!?

awww my heart. it just might explode.

2006-02-24T23:00:00.000-06:00

She didn't know I was watching her "read" to him, then got all embarrassed when she did.

My ~ 20 things ~

2006-02-24T22:28:00.000-06:00

My 20 things from Mama Says Om

1. Almost every time I dream it's the same one.

2. I am a reality tv show junkie.

3. I've lost 20 lbs since giving birth to my 3rd baby (10 lbs more to go) but haven't dropped a dress size.

4. I've never done this before and I'm having a really hard time thinking of 20 things about myself!

5. I hate laundry. teeheehee But I love to sew.

6. I cry when a Canadian wins an Olympic medal.

7. I laugh when my daughter wants my attention and calls me "Mommy Dawn!" complete with hands on hips action. (Dawn being my middle name and her's)

8. I've never flown on an airplane.

9. I wanted to be a Paralegal when I grew up.

10. I still do.

11. I love the new Hershey dark chocolate chips.

12. Damn No one told me how hard this is!

13. I've managed to break the habit of biting/peeling my fingernails after doing it for 23 years.

14. I still have the urge to do it daily.

15. I can be a very cranky person and don't understand how my husband puts up with me at times.

16. I love to play board games.

17. I live on a cattle farm.

18. I want to have 1 more baby and know in my heart it would be a girl. I knew with my other 3 kiddos too.

19. I love to draw.

20. SO glad that's over!

Pillows!

2006-02-24T11:38:00.000-06:00

UPDATE!! Pillows are finished!

Making pillows makes me soooooo happy you cannot even imagine!!!

I can't take it anymore!

2006-02-22T08:25:00.000-06:00

I swear if I get ONE MORE stupid email where it tells me I need to forward it to 10 people within an hour or my wish will not come true I may take a hammer to my computer!!! Sometimes you get a nice little poem, or some words of advice only to have it ruined at the end with the fucking forwarding. omg people your dreams and wishes will not come true if you just DELETE! Or the promise of making big bucks! Little suzy is walking her way across the universe to raise money for breast cancer and if you forward this to as many people as possible microsoft!!! with send little suzy some cash! Or even worse - you can make 250 dollars a day if you forward this email because, you know, microsoft and aol are monitoring EVERYONES emails. OMG STOP it or I swear I will not be able to hold back the urge to smack you.

why do people keep believing this crap? why?!

whew - I feel better now.

eating at the inlaws

2006-02-19T08:52:00.000-06:00

What a treat. It's not that my mother in law is a horrible cook. She just has some horrible habits. Like using butter, with everything. I've been trying to get back in shape after having my babies and eating better and then we go there and my poor stomach can't handle the shock. The butter shock. Butter dripping off the perogies, mashed potatoes are so yellow and creamy with the butter (and uh, probably cream too) sugar and syrup in the chili, fat sliced right on the ham because the fat? is the best. part. ewwwwww can you feel your hips expanding just reading about it?

And I haven't even talked about the dessert yet. The lemon pie and apple cake with ice cream. Because? How can you have cake without ice cream? And the extremely large portion sizes! And you must have a piece of EACH! um, no thanks!

Then after supper, when I'm helping wash every single dish and pot she owns (because you cannot cook without using every plate, cup, utensil, pot or pan in the house) she says to me that I look good! I've lost weight! How am I doing it?!

The sad thing is, no one would be able to teach her a healthier way to cook. She is too stubborn in her ways. She's been doing it this way for over 50 years! She can't comprehend that there could be a different way of cooking. She doesn't understand calories or know how to read the fat content on the labels. Not that elderly people can't - just that my mother in law can't. Short of going there and doing all the cooking for her (um, no) there is nothing I can do.

the things kids do...

2006-02-19T07:48:00.000-06:00

you know how there are good days? when you wake up and your kids are happy and no one is fighting or screaming or crying. and then there are those bad days. which is so not about any of that good stuff.

so today (so far) has been a good day. my kids woke up happy, early, but happy.. and have been super cute.

here are a few things that they have done that just make me smile ( and hope to god the rest of the day goes as smoothly)

*Dylan and the way his 4 year old self dances. Awkward and Adorable all at the same time.

*How when I told my 2 year old Hannah to be quiet because her little brother was still sleeping she started this exagerated tip toeing motion that was everything but actually quiet.

*How she can have a great! idea! And go on with much excitment about it. And when I ask what the great idea is she tells me it's having some chocolate for breakfast.

*How my almost 6 month old Gavin growls at me whenever I look at him.

*How Hannah tells me she's going to get dressed all by herself only to have her come out of her room dressed in a different nightgown.

*How I tell Dylan to go pee before we leave and when I happen to walk by the bathroom he yells at me that "I don't want you to know I'm peeing, ok Mommy!" Sure buddy, never saw a thing I reply. And he's satisfied with that.

*Speaking of pee - How Hannah needs me to come help her go because the nightgown she's currently wearing is too long and is hard to hold up while she's hovering her little behind on the toilet. And as soon as I help her she demands that she needs "priacy". And how I only get one foot out of the bathroom before she's yelling at me that "I'm dooooooneee!"

*How when I talk to Gavin and make a sad face he gets a pouty lip like he will cry too.

*How Hannah asks me to play dollies with her and as soon as I do she plays hard to get with her doll and tells me her doll has to go home now.

*How Dylan just looked at a picture of winnie the pooh and decided he would draw it himself and you can totally tell what it is.

*How super cuddly and soft Gavin is. Especially wearing this certain red fleece sleeper.

Now, I must go make them banana bread and maybe take them outside for a walk. Turns out it's not as cold today. But if I stay in - you know - laundry.

did I mention cold?

2006-02-17T07:46:00.000-06:00

well, it still is.

-47 celcius with the windchill.

we have no water.

pipes they are bursting.

water it is freezing.

wweeeeeee! no laundry today!

sigh

cold... soooo cold...

2006-02-16T11:52:00.000-06:00

I let my vehicle run for 20 minutes before I got in to drive this morning, and it took me another 20 after I started to drive for it to warm up enough to pick up to the speed limit. There is ice on all of my lovely triple pane windows. Triple pane! And some in the north/east corner of my sons bedroom. Did you hear me? Frost coming into my house because it's that cold. I want spring even though it means mud and mud means laundry and lots of it.

And in case you didn't know I hate laundry. I tend to let it get away from me. I do not iron - ever. I do however pile. I am a piler of all things laundry related. And eventually the pile gets so high that the kids think it's a fun play mountain for them. They climb on my bed and jump into the laundry. I get so far behind the clean clothes piled in baskets start to take over my bedroom floor and it's not until there is only a tiny path leading to my bathroom that I cave and start to fold. And fold alllll day. This is what the finished folding looks like. (please note the sleeping baby who was not injured or at all aware of the chaos and insanity surrounding him)

brrrrrr.. did I mention cold? so cold all you can do is laundry.

back on the wagon, or horse or blogworld whathaveyou...

2006-02-15T15:08:00.000-06:00

So once again I've been forced into this blog thing. Forced did you hear me?

Basically we can pick back up where we left off except for one little thing. I have another baby now! Mother of three! There - you're all caught up - whew!

Now the reason I came here. A story! How exciting!

It was Valentine's Day yesterday (duh) and I personally think it's the most stupid "holiday" ever. So while hubby and I are driving through town we notice the floral shop and I say Hey, look at all those schmucks standing in line, their cars left running outside, exhaust so thick you can barely see the store front, waiting for the ladies (because they bring in extra help just for this one day) to help them buy way over priced flowers and things for the woman they love. Did I mention over priced? See, my husband made me this way. He made me hate Valentines Day. If you love the day and feel the need to flame someone let me know and I will give you his email address.
ANYWAY! I carry on with the "Valentines day is dumb, why do you need a DAY? Why can't you just pick any old day to say hey, I love you! I appreciate you! Here's a decent priced floral arrangement!" When I look over and notice the look on my husbands face. His lips are sort of stuck together, and his face looks a little pale, he'd like to shut his eyes and avoid me all together but he's driving so he can't. I say, "What? What did you do?"

He just shook his head. "You didn't." He says he did. He ordered them yesterday and now feels really stupid. *sigh*

At least he knew which ones I love. Carnations! and Daisies! And they are very beautiful....

awwwww

2004-10-26T23:21:00.000-05:00

Sometimes....you're just THIS tired.

blaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh....

2004-10-26T23:17:00.000-05:00

what is it about typing that, that makes me feel so much better??

my instant messenger friend should never be allowed to have better things to do than be a stressed out mommy venting steam online with me at night.

I could be watching tv with my husband. I am into the curse and all, but blah.

I should be sewing scooters halloween costume, but uh.. it's too dark outside and I need good light to do it. yeah.. uh.. that's right.

I could be having wicked hot sex but sicky hubby and his vapor rub makes my eyes water when I get within 3 feet of him.

blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

goodnight.

a sewing nightmare

2004-10-26T23:11:00.000-05:00

oh for the love of all that's holy!! what was I THINKING?! sewing my sweet little girl a halloween costume is NOT as easy as one might think.

First let me say that it's been a long time since I've followed instructions. I'm one of those people who likes to invent recipes. And if you ask my husband what my latest creation in the kitchen was he will cringe at the memory. (it's not all bad, he's just a sissy boy who whines when he's sick - I love you baby! hehe)

Instructions are stupid. We do not get along. I have since dumped said instructions and am going at this blind.

Who needs little notches cut out in the fabric to line it up??? Who can't see that this piece is the leg, and this is the arm? Screw it. And basting.. basting is for losers with no sense of adventure.

She will look darling in her black and white kitty costume on Sunday. 5 days from now. Sunday. Halloween.

Ack!

healthy snacks!

2004-10-26T23:01:00.000-05:00

it's worth a post - really it is.

people, tonight. my son, the most picky 3 year old eater in the universe - ate a banana and a handful of raisins for a snack.

there were no cheese slices or pretzels. no pudding or pizza pops.

banana, and raisins.

ahhhhhhhh...

sick husbands everywhere..

2004-10-26T22:58:00.000-05:00

is it really THAT BAD? The snorting and grunting and sighing and omg I'm just so darn sick I can't breeeeeeeeeaaaaaaathe......

c'mon. what do you want me to do exactly? I have been sick too. I shared my cold with you. (you're welcome by the way) But I really wish I'd have kept it. It's far too draining listening to my husband complain about being sick. He begged me (yes, begged) to slather some vapor rub on his chest and back tonight. And I did. Alot. I thought he needed alot. He acts like he needs alot. And now he won't stop complaining because his shirt is sticking to him because I put too much.

blaaaaaaah... just gimmie back my cold and lets get on with it already.

dirty secrets

2004-10-26T22:31:00.000-05:00

reason #348 why I need to get a fucking lock for the cabinet under my bathroom sink.

my sweet darling little pumpkin handing out tampons to everyone that came over for supper tonight.

oy.

fun in the ditch! I just dropped that last oh-so-yummy bite of fudgesicle onto my snazzy blue flower power jammie pants.

blah.

I love

2004-10-17T02:22:00.000-05:00

waking up in the morning with my kids in my bed...all snuggled together, her head in his armpit and his arm over her chest. it doesn't get any better than that. My husband and I only have 3 inches of bed each - in a king sized bed. How can little people take up so much cuddle room???

having breakfast made for me. bacon, hashbrowns, toast and orange juice. today is my day. sunday mommy gets breakfast made for her. ;-)

I'm secretly excited about snow. I am not crazy about the cold, or the thought of having to dress my little ones in 38 layers just to stay warm. But the look on my sons face when he hears someone talk about how snow is coming makes me ache for it *for him*.

hot chocolate, and the yummy strawberry cheesecake we had last night.

pretty woman and dirty dancing.

chocolate!!!

my computer and the sanity it gives me.

a road trip

2004-10-15T12:28:00.000-05:00

that's right. you read that correctly. a road trip in itself is bad enough with a 1 and 3 year old. and it's not even a big trip. it's 30 mintues. the stuff that goes into a 30 minute car ride is insane. the toys, the snacks, the extra clothes and diapers. my purse, my husbands wallet and his glasses. he always forgets his glasses. for the love of god can you not remember to bring anything????

and to make it oh so much more enjoyable - we'll be travelling to my mother in laws house. good times. I've already told my husband to rest up because once he gets there, there will be tvs to fix, light bulbs to change, leaking faucets to stop and I'm not exagerating ... shingles to affix. I don't think she needs a visit from her son, she needs a handyman. A live in handyman who doesn't have a gut the size of a 9 month pregnant woman. One who isn't out of breath because of said gut after taking only 3 steps. I'm not trying to be mean. Really. I'm not. But for the love of pete can we just visit? We'll give you money for the darn handyman. You know? It's not even that my husband minds doing these things for his mother. He does it every single time with no complaints. But she beats around the bush about this stuff and it just drives me inSANE. INSANE people. She will make you feel guilty and never really say what she needs. She will say...."my hip is so sore. your brother never comes to visit. he said he'd change that light bulb for me last week, but I guess we'll just stumble around in the dark until he comes back next month" FOR CRYING OUT LOUD JUST SAY "would you mind reaching up to that light for me?"

Oh happy times.

your feet stink and your bum is too small

2004-10-15T11:55:00.000-05:00

that's what she said. *that's* suppossed to be inspiration? she's only half freaking right - but who's feet DON'T stink??? I think she just wants to hear about my ass..... perhaps that will be another post.

happy?