Tuesday, December 20, 2011
1.) I just got 3 resumes this week - yes I should be happy, feeling blessed and frankly right now I need to be writing them but I can not focus "intellectually" with this tornado going on in my brain. I am in what I like to call "Shut-down" mode.
2.) Kids kind of cranky from being in house so much because they have been sick. My kids are physical so that means they walk up to me and they will just push(headbutt) my butt, stomach, legs and try to get me to chase them when they need that physical activity. Not in the mood for that one today.
3.) I am sick, Ken is sick....
4.) I took some kind of cold medicine today, hoping it would help and it is making my mind race and I feel like a lunatic but I still want to sleep it off. Making me feel like I can't keep my head up and it is making me want to cry. I hate day time cold medicines, reason I never take them.
5.) Boys have watched way to much TV today but I really do not want to play at all today. I actually haven't been able to think of any activities to do with them and we are all just bored.
6.) I have been sleep deprived this week, I don't know how I ever did it when they were babies.
7.) My grandpa is in hospital and we found out he will never be coming home. Probably my biggest factor in being a crank-ass.
8.) I have to still pack for NY and get house ready and we have less than 36 hours. AND I still sit here and blog instead. Why? I am lazy today, pissed, sick, miserable, shut down mode and having a pity party.
9.) Our flight is at 6 am and I will have to be up by 2:45-3 am to get ready and get kids up...not wanting to do that.
10.) I don't feel like cooking today, cleaning, taking care of sick kids, working on resumes, getting house ready, bills paid before we leave, pack, wrap presents. Pity party. Have you just ever felt angry or pissy for no reason? That is how I feel ...well I have some reason. GRR!
11.) Kids only slept 40-45 minutes nap so I only got part of resume done and all 3 are due tomorrow...I just want to sleep. Each take about 4 hours to do, even longer when I can not think. Even with a double espresso coffee and 2 cups of regular coffee I can not imagine doing anything else but sleeping when Ken gets home or mindless things like doing this blog! Tomorrow is going to be insane.
12.) Painters didn't show up today for our house AGAIN. Double GRRR.
13.) I must say though, the kids are being sweet with "trying" to be good with all of us sick. Even with them cranky, I still want to lay on the couch and cuddle with them.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Monday Monday, so good to me, Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be.Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee that Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday Monday, can't trust that day, Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way. Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be. Oh Monday Monday, how you could you leave and not take me.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Nicolas up first- he said there BRIGHT EYED, SHOCKED Santa knew so much about him and waited to see if he was going to be on the naughty or nice list....of course Nice right ~ what demented parent would put their child on the Naughty list? Well...in this house we are all demented in SO MANY WAYS, but not in this kind of way..or I hought.
Christian up next...same thing, BRIGHT EYED, SITTING ON MY LAP with his hands crossed, answering Santa, then waiting for the answer if he was on the naughty or nice....waiting..waiting...RED LIGHTS START FLASHING and it came up NAUGHTY!! What the..... Ken hit the wrong freaking button! I quickly whipped my head around giving him the evil surprise look, Ken gave me the silent face like " Holy shit, did not mean that, I hit it wrong". Oh..then there was poor little Christian. He was so sad. He had the biggest smile waiting and waiting then he got CRUSHED. Nothing like screwing up your child about Naughty/Nice instead of teaching them about what Christmas is really about- birth of Jesus.
So what does any loving, doting mother and father do? Say.." Oh Christian, it must of been a mistake". We immediately jumped on the phone and personally called Santa on his direct hot line to let Santa know there must of been some mistake (Of course it had to happen today when yesterday he got in a ton of trouble for not sharing). We let Christian see us talk to Santa, then we got the new message...PHEWWW Santa got the wrong "Christian" and everything turned out A-okay. We even decided to take a trip to the mall to go see Santa and he was SUPER HAPPY! Oh Daddy!!! Leave Mommy or Grandma to do these things.
Here are the Videos. First I will show you the Naughty because it is kind of funny in a way. Then I will show you the nice one. They are worth watching and adorable. If you have kids- definitely a great idea to do!
Christian Naughty: http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/watch/mKzhhCiedYgqkrsU1yDBMWw
Christian Nice: http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/watch/mHV_4IUPpj9vlSfeI6Q8Sfw
Nicolas Nice: http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/watch/m_Z0n5DW8Ul9MYVgeekGUPA
Thursday, December 1, 2011
The game: Take the little beads, throw them at the house whatever doesn't stick has to make it into the goalie's net (a.k.a. bowl on the other side) and they win a point. Yes, they thought of this themselves and attempted to make goals (a.k.a - beaded candy all over kitchen floor while dog hunts to eat) while mommy was trying to clean up the frosting.
It turned out good. When Ken got home he was VERY IMPRESSED because he thought I put the "house foundation" and possibly thought I baked the gingerbread?? I just looked at him with my usual domesticated goddess smile and said "Oh Yes...I baked it and put it all together"... One word...PUBLIX.
Once we broke into it to eat or should I say we didn't know if it was edible (I wouldn't recommend the Gingerbread "Men" built it with bricks) the boys wanted to see all the "Gingerbread Men" living inside. They were sad to see it was empty, sad that it was like a brick but happy to eat the pure sugar Christmas trees!!! All in All - a great Xmas activity, a great tradition to start but next year I think I will bake myself!
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
This year- my big boysLast Year my little guys
2010 - Last year- the things they were thankful for:2011 -This year's things they are thankful for:
Monday, November 21, 2011
I took 5 thick yummy steaks out to start marinating for Ken's mom birthday dinner tonight. As I happily seasoned 1 steak the boys broke out in a battle over toys. I let them go until I needed to take action. Literally within 2 minutes my 74 lb fat Rhodesian Ridgeback/Boxer dog got up on the counter and POUNDED DOWN 4 raw steaks!! I walked back into the kitchen and there he is running past me with hsi head down and the 5th steak. I was so mad because I thought he got up and took a steak down in a matter of a few minutes, then I realized the dog got ALL STEAKS in his fat belly.
There are several things wrong with this:
1.) We just spent a lot of money on his vet bill last week and they specifically said he can not eat any meat but chicken because of his stomach.
2.) I don't have dinner now and have to rearrange my day to squeeze in a trip to the grocery store which is always torture with the boys when we have a jam packed day of activities.
3.) Rocky will probably get pretty sick- resulting in another vet bill.
4.) He has THE WORSE gas whenever he gets a tiny bit of red meat that lasts for days. He ate 4 raw pieces and we are having Thanksgiving this year herenot to mention I am going to have to sleep in the same smelly room as him.
5.) I am out some cash for these delicious steaks I bought on top of having to buy more today.
Oh Rocky...you are getting so old and your behavior is getting worse than the kids!! Rocky has come a long way with the kids, tolerating alot and I think this is his way of secretly trying to show me he can have tantrums too!
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
- Grab Rocky by the head and put a choke hold on him to put the leash on.
- Sprint to grab Christian (dragging Rocky with me).
- Leave Nicolas screaming on the sidewalk.
- Keep my thoughts silent on wanting to tell the kids on the bikes to stop staring at us like freaks and RIDE ON...obviously they could see the bikes were causing Nicolas to keep screaming "I WANT MY BIKE".
- Scream help to my neighbors (just kidding).