Tuesday, August 28, 2012


It's getting harder for me to blog. Some days I think that I need some crazy life so that I had a story to tell everyday, but then I realize that I'm ok picking up the same toys in the living room 4 times a night and vacuuming daily.

Superman ABC's are in the works. I might just have to share when I'm done :-)

I am over piss poor "parents" pretending to be parents just to look good in front of their friends and family when really everybody knows they are worthless. How about you leave the parenting to the mothers and fathers that actually want to spend time with their children and will give up selfish activities to do so.

Waking up for 2 hrs in the middle of the night is not a favoite of mine and I"m over it. Please self lets do this sleep thing.

Good night (or good morning)!


Thursday, August 16, 2012

How awful I will be.

I am going to be a horrible, awful, no good, very bad Army wife. I am not very tidy, I sleep in and am always late and I do not like a lot of sudden changes.

I am embracing the changes and trying to remember that people in their 20s are supposed to love change and adventure and unexpected twists. I need to stop being 35 and enjoy the unknown and let it roll. It still gets to me every once in a while, but I am learning to love all that will come with the 10 day notice to move to some town I have no idea of and at a date that is still up in the air.

I am not SMD, I try some days and maybe when I don't have to work as much it will get better and I can clean every day and not have to force myself to do it when I come home from work. Until then the rooms will always have something that doesn't belong in them laying around, the bathroom will have that mornings hair and makeup collection covering the counter and there will be dishes in the sink. E's room is pretty atrocious as well. There is always tomorrow right?

I am a sleeper iner and I'm late every morning. Always. If I have an appt or engagement that I have been invited to I will be on time and sometimes ridiculously early as long as these things are scheduled after 10 am. Wake me up before 5 and I can usually kick some morning butt and get things rolling and my day is good, but then I require a nap at about 2pm and will be crabby after I wake up. It's really a lose lose situation for all parties involved. Superman is not ok with lateness and I think I drive him nuts. Good thing that man loves me a lot.

E and I had a wonderful battle this morning. She would not wake up for Superman, which means I had to threaten her with taking things away. After she was awake we had issues with her actually getting dressed like I asked, that I had to comb her hair (life is rough) and that she just couldn't find the shoes she wanted to wear. Let's not mention the band aid she HAD to have on a toe ouchy from 4 days ago that is 90% healed. I love my daughter.

Love and thank the sweet strawberries that tomorrow is Friday,


Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Cry me a river.

I don't do criers.

I understand that life is rough and times get hard. Cry it out and let it go. I cry, the kids cry, friends cry, it happens. My issue starts when you are crying at inappropriate times or at inappropriate places. There is no reason for an adult to throw a crying fit while they are not at their home. I get irritated when my 4yr old cries in public for no reason let alone have an adult do it. Drama for no reason is unnecessary and makes me want to smack you with a wiffle bat. Hard.

Tweens are hard business. I love mine but he is giving his daddy grey hairs (don't tell Superman you can see them). They are trying to figure themselves out, finding their spot in the world and dealing with all the daily crap on top of it. I remember going through it and it wasn't easy, but geez I need to apologize to my parents.

Boys in general are a different species. Growing up with two little brothers I was used to gross bathrooms and rambunctious days and a lot of wrestling and fighting, but I must have forgotten about it. The cats now hide under the bed all day and things are getting broken. E has been too easy on me I guess ;-)

Now a funny to take you home!

E saw a Victoria Secret bag in the car last night on the way home from school. She asked me where we got Supermans underwear and I told her Scheels. She then informed me that boy underwear was weird because well boys and everything about them is weird. E is apparently appalled by all things boy and told me that it is very good that we are girls and don't have to be gross. Thank you Miss E!



Thursday, August 9, 2012

Thursday can be over any second.

E has strep. Superman is currently drinking as much Airborne as he can stomach. I am just gonna cross my fingers and wing it.

I am craving my moms lasagna right now. I make it exactly the same but I want hers and I want it now. And wine. Lots of wine.

Does anybody follow their sign? I'm a cancer and here is what I am:

Individuals born under this sign are thought to have a kind, emotional, romantic, imaginative, sympathetic, nurturing, and intuitive character. The Cancer person is protective, sensitive, tenacious, retentive, resourceful, self-contained, family and home oriented, maternal, security oriented, warm, patriotic, sentimental, and loving. They can also be touchy, over-protective, moody and crabby and prone to changeability, hypersensitivity, depression, and clinginess.

I think I fit pretty well, although I don't know how clingy I am....

That is all for today my lovelies let's all hope Friday goes a lot better than today!


Tuesday, August 7, 2012

I'm a slacker and a snacker!

Holy wow things have been busy around here! Loving it all but crazy busy.

Friday was the beginning of mini weekend! I missed them and forgot how different boys and ages can be. I still wouldn't trade them for anything.

Saturday we went up to look out point on the pass. The tween didn't have that great of a time because if I remember correctly trees and mountains are not cool at that age. E champion puked 3 times, thank you very much car sickness that has been passed down from me to her. The little mini has fun doing pretty much anything and was chasing chipmunks and trying to fall of mountains like any little boy should do.

Sunday was a swim day. A blast was had by all and the big mini even got me down a water slide :-) He's an amazing kid. 

Superman and I did sneak ice cream cookie sandwiches in the kitchen while the kids were in the living room because we are evil parents like that and there were only 2 and we didn't want to share.

Yesterday I went to work, picked E up from daycare (thank you summertime fever and cold), waited for Superman to get done working on his amazing upper body muscles and then headed back to work.  After work it was a head out to my parents kinda night so that I could be my mothers personal insurance agent. I think I should charge her after hours.....

E woke up with a fever again today so we are home and chilling. The big mini and Superman are currently at the store for milk and the little mini is killing zombies while E sleeps next to me on the couch while I catch everybody up on my busy uneventful life!

One thing that I was reminded of this weekend....everything happens at once. Bad stuff that is, and yes it still comes in 3's because we have 3 grown adults in our life that act more immature than the 4 yr old in the house. Please somebody tell me it'd be ok the tie them all together and drop them in a secluded location. Or at least find some magic "Grow up and move on" potion. Ugh the grown humans are way more exhausting than the little ones could ever be.

I need a kitty treadmill. The things are getting fat. The vet is going to have a cow. End.



P.S. Much sorries for the lack of postings lately, if work wasn't so goll darn busy all the time I could totally blog from there! I will try and reserve a few minutes every night to keep up with the world.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

I'm tired.

Who thinks getting woken up at 4am is delightful? Oh wait, not this girl! I love my sleep. Love. It. As much as I love Superman and I love my "good morning beautiful"s, it needs to wait until 6am when the alarm goes off. Snuggle and cuddle time is delightful and I missed it so. I am starting to get crabby though and that is never good.

Does anyone know what the duck a kitty nib is? According to a freakin weirdo client it is when your kitty nibbles on you instead of actually biting you? Ummm my cats don't do this they either sneeze in my ear, try to stick their nose in my mouth or they just bite the shit out of me. This guy was a loony toon.

We are headed out to a date night tonight with the wonderful Keith. We owe him a lot considering we met because of his so I guess he can friend bomb a couple dates ;-)

Happy August!