Quick recap of the weekend:
1. Who needs downtown San Fran?? XYZ at the W is where it's at! But thank god we didn't leave the hotel after all, because...
2. Champagne kicks my butt. Especially three bottles of it.
3. I don't get tired of the Golden Gate bridge.
4. Thank you Hubby for taking the kids all weekend long so I could enjoy myself (I'll save the mushiness for another time, D&W).
5. Fruit tarts are sooooo lesbian. ;)
6. On a related note, "wanna watch?" (This will only make sense to GA)
7. Coming across a rattlesnake in the middle of NOWHERE is pretty f-ing scary.
8. Rt. 1 is really long when you are stuck for 40 minutes at a construction site that has experienced a landslide...
9. ...but, it's beautiful.
10. Heller Estates makes a surprisingly tasty sparkling merlot.
11. Thank you, Mother Nature, for supplying us with sunny 80 degree days.
12. The hangover from Friday night didn't wear off until about Monday afternoon. Yep, I'm 30.
The reason I'm completely glossing over the most fun weekend I've had in a long time is because I'm exhausted! But it was completely worth it to see GA and celebrate our bdays. :) So there you have it- the weekend was incredibly fun, not to mention part of an amazing month for GA, who just landed a new job!
4/28/10
4/22/10
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow, you're only a day away!
I couldn't be more excited for tomorrow! I'll be meeting GA in SF and spending a night there... sans boys! :P Of course, we'll be celebrating our 30th bdays, but I'll also toast to a mommy's night out.
There's a lot that needs to be done, such as cleaning and packing for the night, etc. It's hard with the boys around, and it's hard when they are "napping" (I used quotes because JC is sleeping, but LB is whining and wide-awake), so I guess I won't be getting to most of my to-do list until tonight after the kiddos are in bed.
Oooh, that reminds me- gotta change a lightbulb in the 'bu.
Sooooooo, tomorrow! WOO HOO!!! I'm so excited! :) It sucks that I only get to see GA, like, once a year, but it's so much fun when we are together. I'm thinking wine-tasting, maybe visit the D***** winery (if we can get around marathon traffic), indulge in yummy food and desserts, and just have fun. Can't wait!
There's a lot that needs to be done, such as cleaning and packing for the night, etc. It's hard with the boys around, and it's hard when they are "napping" (I used quotes because JC is sleeping, but LB is whining and wide-awake), so I guess I won't be getting to most of my to-do list until tonight after the kiddos are in bed.
Oooh, that reminds me- gotta change a lightbulb in the 'bu.
Sooooooo, tomorrow! WOO HOO!!! I'm so excited! :) It sucks that I only get to see GA, like, once a year, but it's so much fun when we are together. I'm thinking wine-tasting, maybe visit the D***** winery (if we can get around marathon traffic), indulge in yummy food and desserts, and just have fun. Can't wait!
4/20/10
Random Tuesday Thoughts
Drinking coffee before going to the dentist will cause novocaine to not work so well. I don't know the exact science behind it, but that's what I heard as the dentist began drilling and I felt it.
If you suddenly have the urge to revamp your facebook profile and make personal information more personal, listing yourself as "single" when you are, in fact, married is NOT the way to do it. Hear me? JUST. DON'T. DO. THAT. It sends the same message as purposefully leaving your wedding ring at home.
If the unicorn is a mythological creature that looks like a horse with a horn, how do you explain the narwhal?
SF this weekend. Woot!
Hibiscus flowers are edible. And they make a nice iced tea. If you wanna try, check out Martha Stewart's Hibiscus Mint Iced Tea.
LB loves the salamanders outside our house. He chases them up the driveway and tells them "Stop! Wait! Where are you? I can't see you!". He also calls them dinosaurs, I guess because they look like them.
Our TV is on the brink of self-combustion. It started with purplish shadows, then blue and orange ones, and now the picture is discolored and kinda out of focus. Dammit.
Last night, I saw a NJ friend from ages ago on the Antiques Roadshow. So funny.
For more fun randomness, visit The Unmom.
4/19/10
Stupid baby names
Really, it's time we stop it with the "unique, hip, and totally unusual" baby names. They are neither of the above; they are stupid.
When I was preggers with LB, the ultrasound tech told me that one lady actually named her kid Abcde, pronounced Ab-sed-ee. It's ridiculous. In school, that kid is going to have his milk money stolen or get sky-high wedgies just for that. Good one, Mom.
Although, it's looking like he'll be in good company. It's trendy now to name your kid something completely off-the-wall; what's up with that?? When did people start thinking that Rylan would be a good name? It just sounds like the mom was hopped up on too much morphine when filling out the birth certificate, or that she's completely uneducated and can't spell correctly. Whatever the reason, it doesn't sound right.
I know parents try to get creative, but there has to be a limit. A friend of mine, whose parents are Brian and Anne, came up with Brianne, which is already a nice, normal name. Totally appropriate use of mushing mom and dad's names together. But what if Hubby and I would have done the same? Lawn? Shissa? Nope, sorry, doesn't fly.
It think it's nice that there are so many creative people out there. I do. Being a musician, I can appreciate that. I just wish that creativity was directed to something artsy, like painting or singing, not your child's name which he/she has to live with for the rest of their life.
Please people, stop trying so damn hard. And stop competing with each other for the trendiest name; there's no prize at the end, I swear.
When I was preggers with LB, the ultrasound tech told me that one lady actually named her kid Abcde, pronounced Ab-sed-ee. It's ridiculous. In school, that kid is going to have his milk money stolen or get sky-high wedgies just for that. Good one, Mom.
Although, it's looking like he'll be in good company. It's trendy now to name your kid something completely off-the-wall; what's up with that?? When did people start thinking that Rylan would be a good name? It just sounds like the mom was hopped up on too much morphine when filling out the birth certificate, or that she's completely uneducated and can't spell correctly. Whatever the reason, it doesn't sound right.
I know parents try to get creative, but there has to be a limit. A friend of mine, whose parents are Brian and Anne, came up with Brianne, which is already a nice, normal name. Totally appropriate use of mushing mom and dad's names together. But what if Hubby and I would have done the same? Lawn? Shissa? Nope, sorry, doesn't fly.
It think it's nice that there are so many creative people out there. I do. Being a musician, I can appreciate that. I just wish that creativity was directed to something artsy, like painting or singing, not your child's name which he/she has to live with for the rest of their life.
Please people, stop trying so damn hard. And stop competing with each other for the trendiest name; there's no prize at the end, I swear.
4/18/10
It's here.
I'm 30. Officially, I've entered middle age. Bye bye twenties, hello to declining health and beauty.
Maybe I'm being a touch cynical. Today was actually a terrific day, and I don't feel any different than I did yesterday when I was 29. This morning, Hubby gave me a gift certificate for a facial, massage, and hand & feet treatment. Yessssss.... Hubby took the boys all morning and afternoon- I went to the one place I've been avoiding, simply because the boys hate it.
The mall. Yup, I spent my 30th birthday surrounded by Old Navy, the Gap, NY&Co, and VS.
It really was what I needed. I feel like I've been "on" for the past, oh, three years. It's been hard for me to just relax and do something frivolous, which is exactly what I did today. I'm always thinking about the boys, or what's for dinner, or errands I need to run, or what needs to be cleaned. I stopped by Cold Stone, and the nice guy behind the counter gave me a complimentary scoop of Cake Batter (I was lamenting about my birthday). I also treated myself to a few goodies: some clothes from Old Navy & the Gap, and a new bra.
Sidenote: Bra shopping should not be done with little boys. They hate the stores and it's just kinda weird to be topless in front of them. So it was a priority for me on this rare, kid-free day.
Anyway, it felt good. After I came home, we pack the boys into the car then went to IHOP. Not exactly the classiest place for such a big birthday, but you get to eat for free on your bday, and kids eat free all this month, so.... we only paid for Hubby's meal. Well, we only should have, but the waitress wasn't the brightest crayon in the box and couldn't figure out how to take the kid's meal off our bill. Whatever.
So now we're just chilling out at home. We're both pretty stuffed from IHOP. The kiddos are already in bed. BIG NEWS: JC is now sleeping in LB's room. We tried it last night and it worked well, so this may be a permanent move. Which is terrific- I want the den back! :)
Anyway, so there's my day. Girly and stupid and frivolous and fun. Happy bday to me.
Maybe I'm being a touch cynical. Today was actually a terrific day, and I don't feel any different than I did yesterday when I was 29. This morning, Hubby gave me a gift certificate for a facial, massage, and hand & feet treatment. Yessssss.... Hubby took the boys all morning and afternoon- I went to the one place I've been avoiding, simply because the boys hate it.
The mall. Yup, I spent my 30th birthday surrounded by Old Navy, the Gap, NY&Co, and VS.
It really was what I needed. I feel like I've been "on" for the past, oh, three years. It's been hard for me to just relax and do something frivolous, which is exactly what I did today. I'm always thinking about the boys, or what's for dinner, or errands I need to run, or what needs to be cleaned. I stopped by Cold Stone, and the nice guy behind the counter gave me a complimentary scoop of Cake Batter (I was lamenting about my birthday). I also treated myself to a few goodies: some clothes from Old Navy & the Gap, and a new bra.
Sidenote: Bra shopping should not be done with little boys. They hate the stores and it's just kinda weird to be topless in front of them. So it was a priority for me on this rare, kid-free day.
Anyway, it felt good. After I came home, we pack the boys into the car then went to IHOP. Not exactly the classiest place for such a big birthday, but you get to eat for free on your bday, and kids eat free all this month, so.... we only paid for Hubby's meal. Well, we only should have, but the waitress wasn't the brightest crayon in the box and couldn't figure out how to take the kid's meal off our bill. Whatever.
So now we're just chilling out at home. We're both pretty stuffed from IHOP. The kiddos are already in bed. BIG NEWS: JC is now sleeping in LB's room. We tried it last night and it worked well, so this may be a permanent move. Which is terrific- I want the den back! :)
Anyway, so there's my day. Girly and stupid and frivolous and fun. Happy bday to me.
4/17/10
The beginning of the end
It's here. The last day of my twenties. Tomorrow, I turn 30. I'm not happy about it, and I'm not looking forward to it... especially since Hubby insists on poking fun at my upcoming milestone.
Pardon my general moodiness as this day approaches. Even last night, Hubby commented on how much of a grouch I was being. And I was being a grouch. But I'm just not looking forward to 30.
I'm not looking forward to that image, in general. Yes, I am married, and yes, I have two kids, so I'm pretty much on my way there, but I don't what to be lumped into this "mom-jeans" category. I feel like it's stripping away the identity I had for the past 29 years. Instead of being my youthful self I had been all these years, now I'm old me. Adult me. Middle-aged me. Ugh.
And don't give me this whole "age is just a number" bullsh!t. People react to numbers. Someone in their twenties is young and sexy and vibrant. Someone in their thirties is haggard, homely, and... deflated. I guess that's the only word I could come up with.
Maybe it's just my own personal perception of the age. Whatever reason I have for feeling this crappy, just let me be. As of now, Hubby is taking the boys and I'm going to go off by myself and wallow in my own misery all day tomorrow. Then maybe take a hot yoga class, because I'll need to burn off all the crap I'm gonna eat tomorrow. :P
Pardon my general moodiness as this day approaches. Even last night, Hubby commented on how much of a grouch I was being. And I was being a grouch. But I'm just not looking forward to 30.
I'm not looking forward to that image, in general. Yes, I am married, and yes, I have two kids, so I'm pretty much on my way there, but I don't what to be lumped into this "mom-jeans" category. I feel like it's stripping away the identity I had for the past 29 years. Instead of being my youthful self I had been all these years, now I'm old me. Adult me. Middle-aged me. Ugh.
And don't give me this whole "age is just a number" bullsh!t. People react to numbers. Someone in their twenties is young and sexy and vibrant. Someone in their thirties is haggard, homely, and... deflated. I guess that's the only word I could come up with.
Maybe it's just my own personal perception of the age. Whatever reason I have for feeling this crappy, just let me be. As of now, Hubby is taking the boys and I'm going to go off by myself and wallow in my own misery all day tomorrow. Then maybe take a hot yoga class, because I'll need to burn off all the crap I'm gonna eat tomorrow. :P
4/16/10
Parents' Night.... In
Hubby and I had a date tonight. We were going to see Date Movie and leave the boys at my gym. They have a parents' night out once a month, where they will watch your kids for 3 hours for only $10. Good deal, considering we have two kids.
I got an email and a call this morning saying they were going to cancel it. THIS MORNING. Do you know how pissed and bummed out I was?? I'd been looking forward to this for weeks. Since our weekend is a little busy, this was going to be our chance to celebrate my birthday (it's on Sunday). We haven't been on a date since Valentine's Day.
This sucks. I know I sound like a whiny teenager ("Omg, you're ruining my life! I hate you!"), but I'm really disappointed. We need some time together without the kids. It's too mundane and unexciting if we don't. I mean, on a day-to-day basis, we spend about two hours together without the kids (after bedtime), and by then we're both so exhausted that we just zone out in front of the tube.
We need date night! How dare they cancel at the last minute!
Hubby is now at the chinese restaurant picking up take-out. It's not the same, but it makes it a little better. The kids are still awake and still driving us mad, and we're not getting all gussied up or anything, but at least it's not the same-old, same-old.
*sigh* Just bummed. It makes me a little resentful that we have a military lifestyle. Grandma and Grandpa wouldn't cancel. And it makes me a little resentful about being a responsible parent. I mean, I'd like a life, too. I'd like to actually go out to see a movie when I want. Besides, I really wanted to see that movie!
***Update: It is now 8:13pm. We would have been picking up the kiddos by now-ish. Instead, I rented a movie, bathed the kids, put them in pjs, and put them to bed, and am now waiting to start the movie. But Hubby is addicted to YouTube... apparently, date night isn't that important. This night is, in face, same-old, same-old. Me, I'd like to salvage whatever romantic night it could have been, but I guess it's now a lost cause. Oh, and the chinese- it sucked. Shrimp chow mein was instead shrimp lo mein. Instead of seafood and veggies on rice, I got a crapload of noodles with about six shrimp. And it leaked everywhere, soggifying my fortune cookie and rendering it inedible.
This night is an epic FAIL. :(
I got an email and a call this morning saying they were going to cancel it. THIS MORNING. Do you know how pissed and bummed out I was?? I'd been looking forward to this for weeks. Since our weekend is a little busy, this was going to be our chance to celebrate my birthday (it's on Sunday). We haven't been on a date since Valentine's Day.
This sucks. I know I sound like a whiny teenager ("Omg, you're ruining my life! I hate you!"), but I'm really disappointed. We need some time together without the kids. It's too mundane and unexciting if we don't. I mean, on a day-to-day basis, we spend about two hours together without the kids (after bedtime), and by then we're both so exhausted that we just zone out in front of the tube.
We need date night! How dare they cancel at the last minute!
Hubby is now at the chinese restaurant picking up take-out. It's not the same, but it makes it a little better. The kids are still awake and still driving us mad, and we're not getting all gussied up or anything, but at least it's not the same-old, same-old.
*sigh* Just bummed. It makes me a little resentful that we have a military lifestyle. Grandma and Grandpa wouldn't cancel. And it makes me a little resentful about being a responsible parent. I mean, I'd like a life, too. I'd like to actually go out to see a movie when I want. Besides, I really wanted to see that movie!
***Update: It is now 8:13pm. We would have been picking up the kiddos by now-ish. Instead, I rented a movie, bathed the kids, put them in pjs, and put them to bed, and am now waiting to start the movie. But Hubby is addicted to YouTube... apparently, date night isn't that important. This night is, in face, same-old, same-old. Me, I'd like to salvage whatever romantic night it could have been, but I guess it's now a lost cause. Oh, and the chinese- it sucked. Shrimp chow mein was instead shrimp lo mein. Instead of seafood and veggies on rice, I got a crapload of noodles with about six shrimp. And it leaked everywhere, soggifying my fortune cookie and rendering it inedible.
This night is an epic FAIL. :(
4/15/10
Love my dentist but hate my teeth
I got some fillings done today. Another $300. I totaled up how much I've spent on my teeth just this year alone, and it came to over $900. Add in babysitting money, and it comes to $1,000. ON MY TEETH.
But that number will grow. Apparently, my insurance only covers one crown per tooth every five years. Since myincompetent hey-brah complete loser all-of-the-above dentist in Hawaii did a piss-poor job the first time, of course it would need to be replaced. Taking the crown off destroyed it and it wasn't salvagable, so I guess I just need to get on the phone with the insurance company and tell them that they need to take the claim.
If it doesn't work out, I'm looking at a bill of over $1,500. Plus, I'm pretty sure I owe just a little bit more from today, but the nice girls that work there just let me pay half until the insurance adjusts the total. *sigh* I might need to start selling the boys on Ebay for this... :P JK.
What kills me is that this all could have been taken care of in Hawaii, but it wasn't because that stupid dentist wasn't doing his job. It could have been done while Hubby was on deployment, or while I was in NH (so my mom could watch LB), or any other time we were there and couldn't do anything because Hubby was always at work.
Pearl Family Dental in Moanalua, you suck, bigtime. I hate you. And I will let all my military friends know just how badly you screwed me over and f-ed up my front tooth. Beware the wrath of a Navy wife scorned!
But that number will grow. Apparently, my insurance only covers one crown per tooth every five years. Since my
If it doesn't work out, I'm looking at a bill of over $1,500. Plus, I'm pretty sure I owe just a little bit more from today, but the nice girls that work there just let me pay half until the insurance adjusts the total. *sigh* I might need to start selling the boys on Ebay for this... :P JK.
What kills me is that this all could have been taken care of in Hawaii, but it wasn't because that stupid dentist wasn't doing his job. It could have been done while Hubby was on deployment, or while I was in NH (so my mom could watch LB), or any other time we were there and couldn't do anything because Hubby was always at work.
Pearl Family Dental in Moanalua, you suck, bigtime. I hate you. And I will let all my military friends know just how badly you screwed me over and f-ed up my front tooth. Beware the wrath of a Navy wife scorned!
4/14/10
Who?
Dear Ke$ha,
Please Google Mick Jagger. I'm pretty sure you have him mixed up with someone else.
Sincerely,
The rest of the world
Please Google Mick Jagger. I'm pretty sure you have him mixed up with someone else.
Sincerely,
The rest of the world
4/13/10
Random Tuesday Thoughts
Yeah, I started this, then some "glitch" made my post all go away. Stupid technology. So, here's the abbreviated version, since the kids are now awake.
New glasses = happy me. New smile = happy me. I guess I should consider this year to be "the year of the fixer-upper". Makes sense- I'm turning 30. Time to start making minor repairs, right?
LB may have a broken nose. He threw a huge fit yesterday during naptime, and when I got him from his room, he had a large band of bruising across his nose. No black eyes, so it might not be broken, but it definitely looks bad. And, it matches the large bruise on his chin. Geez, this kid looks like a boxer.
JC just ate two bowls of oatmeal and apples. TWO. And I think he's still hungry. Wtf?
I made pie-lets yesterday. Mini pies in a muffin tin. Yum. Blueberry, cherry, and apple. They're gone- I ate them all.
Speaking of.... need to get my ass on the treadmill!
My bday is almost here. I'm turning 30. So why is it that I still am getting breakouts once a month?? I thought that whole zit-faced teenager stage was behind me. And, I'm noticing little lines. Great. So I have the worst of adolesence and the worst of adulthood at the same time. Screw you, Father Time.
Watched the Supernanny yesterday during LB's "nap". I tried a few techniques last night. They sort of worked- I know I'm still going to need to spank him, though. He's just too stubborn like his father.
Nine days until I party like it's 1980!!! :) Can't wait!!!
Gotta vacuum my car. It's looking way too much like a mom-car. I'm sure I'll probably suck up an entire bowl's worth of cereal and crackers. And, just how do you get lollipop gunk out of a seat cover
4/11/10
Thoughts on my clothes
I seriously need to go clothes shopping. I went searching for a sweater I can't find (btw, how does one lose an article of clothing in their house??), and realized that I have one bin of clothes, while Hubby has four (*this is the spare stuff, not our day-to-day stuff... just clarifying, we don't live out of bins). Yes, he has uniforms, but most of it was this huge wardrobe he has collected.
Maybe it's because I buy him stuff. But he has a shit-ton of clothes for all seasons. What a clotheshorse. Meanwhile I'm trying to make my summer stuff work, but it's just too cold for that, but too warm for thick winter stuff. NEED TO GO SHOPPING...
But don't know what to buy. For the past few years, I've bought maternity stuff. That's easy- go into Motherhood, pick some things that are cute, wear them. Done deal. I had a big belly for a reason, so no need to camo anything. Now, I have to dress to hide my flaws. And they're different flaws than before, so I don't know how to do that.
Plus, I don't want to buy cheap crap, but I also don't want to break the bank buying all this stuff. To be honest, that one bin of clothes is mostly made up of stuff that is too small. I was a size 6 before getting preggers; now I'm a 10. Barely. So, needless to say, that stuff won't be worn any time soon.
And you know what the ironic thing is? Hubby has nothing to wear tomorrow for work. Isn't that ridiculous?? All these clothes and nothing to wear. I'm doing laundry right now, but since it's a rainy, crappy day, it might not dry quickly, and I really don't want to run to the laundromat on a rainy day.
Hubby doesn't think I should buy new clothes. He said when I'm a size 6, we'll go on a shopping spree... which is kinda stupid, because I already have plenty of stuff in that size. What I don't have are clothes that fit me now. And it's not like I'm not trying to fit into those size 6 clothes- I really LIKE those clothes! The weight is just a little slow to come off.
Hm, what to do? I need clothes, but in order to get them, I need time and money, two of which I don't have for this adventure at the moment. Stacy and Clinton, help! :)
Maybe it's because I buy him stuff. But he has a shit-ton of clothes for all seasons. What a clotheshorse. Meanwhile I'm trying to make my summer stuff work, but it's just too cold for that, but too warm for thick winter stuff. NEED TO GO SHOPPING...
But don't know what to buy. For the past few years, I've bought maternity stuff. That's easy- go into Motherhood, pick some things that are cute, wear them. Done deal. I had a big belly for a reason, so no need to camo anything. Now, I have to dress to hide my flaws. And they're different flaws than before, so I don't know how to do that.
Plus, I don't want to buy cheap crap, but I also don't want to break the bank buying all this stuff. To be honest, that one bin of clothes is mostly made up of stuff that is too small. I was a size 6 before getting preggers; now I'm a 10. Barely. So, needless to say, that stuff won't be worn any time soon.
And you know what the ironic thing is? Hubby has nothing to wear tomorrow for work. Isn't that ridiculous?? All these clothes and nothing to wear. I'm doing laundry right now, but since it's a rainy, crappy day, it might not dry quickly, and I really don't want to run to the laundromat on a rainy day.
Hubby doesn't think I should buy new clothes. He said when I'm a size 6, we'll go on a shopping spree... which is kinda stupid, because I already have plenty of stuff in that size. What I don't have are clothes that fit me now. And it's not like I'm not trying to fit into those size 6 clothes- I really LIKE those clothes! The weight is just a little slow to come off.
Hm, what to do? I need clothes, but in order to get them, I need time and money, two of which I don't have for this adventure at the moment. Stacy and Clinton, help! :)
4/8/10
Beautiful CA
The boys are both napping (wow, a rare opportunity to enjoy a quiet house!), and I'm just sitting here with my laptop, staring down at the valley and up the mountains. CA really is gorgeous- so picturesque. I like living here, although (call me crazy) I kinda miss the insane change of seasons. Sorta like the bipolar personality of the northeast.
Anyway, tomorrow is a day off for Hubby, but he has to study on Sunday, so this is our weekend. We're going to the open house at the farm and possibly stopping at the Monterey Blues Festival. I thought that was in May, but Hubby texted me this morning. Should be a good time- any time that we are all together and doing something enjoyable is a good time!
I'm starting to get a feel as to what summer will feel like here. Our house gets really friggin hot upstairs, while the downstairs stays pretty cool, a good 10 degrees cooler. That will be great during the summer- a good excuse to pull LB away from PBS.
He's allowed to watch Sesame Street, but on lazy days, I let him watch Word World. It's educational, so I don't feel too guilty. But sometimes on really bad days, I let him watch Spongebob. Terrible junk, but it keeps him occupied while I have a mental break... or try to do something productive.
Speaking of productive, that's what I should be doing right now, but screw it. :) Maybe I'll peruse my cookbooks and try to find something interesting for dinner tonight.
I think being on the west coast for as long as I have is breaking me of any drive or motivation, haha.
Anyway, tomorrow is a day off for Hubby, but he has to study on Sunday, so this is our weekend. We're going to the open house at the farm and possibly stopping at the Monterey Blues Festival. I thought that was in May, but Hubby texted me this morning. Should be a good time- any time that we are all together and doing something enjoyable is a good time!
I'm starting to get a feel as to what summer will feel like here. Our house gets really friggin hot upstairs, while the downstairs stays pretty cool, a good 10 degrees cooler. That will be great during the summer- a good excuse to pull LB away from PBS.
He's allowed to watch Sesame Street, but on lazy days, I let him watch Word World. It's educational, so I don't feel too guilty. But sometimes on really bad days, I let him watch Spongebob. Terrible junk, but it keeps him occupied while I have a mental break... or try to do something productive.
Speaking of productive, that's what I should be doing right now, but screw it. :) Maybe I'll peruse my cookbooks and try to find something interesting for dinner tonight.
I think being on the west coast for as long as I have is breaking me of any drive or motivation, haha.
4/7/10
Perhaps the concussions are what makes him sleep.
Today was going pretty well. LB was being a normal toddler and JC ate and slept very well. But then nap time for LB came and it was like the end of the world.
He has a history of hitting his head (forehead, specifically) when he's mad. And he gets mad when you tell him "no" or if JC has a toy he wants or if it's naptime/bedtime, etc. So pretty much all day.
This afternoon, he was hitting his head on his door so friggin hard, I thought the wood was going to splinter. It was BAD. Now he's quiet, and I'm pretty sure all that head-banging wore him out. I just hope he doesn't injure himself throwing these fits. You're not supposed to let someone with a concussion sleep, right?
Someone, please look into your crystal ball and tell me when this phase is going to end!
He has a history of hitting his head (forehead, specifically) when he's mad. And he gets mad when you tell him "no" or if JC has a toy he wants or if it's naptime/bedtime, etc. So pretty much all day.
This afternoon, he was hitting his head on his door so friggin hard, I thought the wood was going to splinter. It was BAD. Now he's quiet, and I'm pretty sure all that head-banging wore him out. I just hope he doesn't injure himself throwing these fits. You're not supposed to let someone with a concussion sleep, right?
Someone, please look into your crystal ball and tell me when this phase is going to end!
4/5/10
Silver lining
Omg, what a whiny brat I've become! I just re-read my last several posts and I really sound like Debbie Downer.
*wah wah*
That led me to think of all the things that make me happy. Here goes:
1. My kids. Yup, they drive me nuts, but when I tell LB I have a boo-boo as I'm laying on the couch, and he comes up to me and rubs my shoulder and asks "You ok?"... that just melts me.
2. My Hubby. Again, sometimes drives me nuts, but maybe that's because I've been in a moody mood lately. He really does work hard for our family and he's so good with the boys. And I know he tries really hard- after a long day at work, he still gives the boys baths and plays with them and changes diapers (well, some diapers!).
3. My family (that includes you, Grace Adler, aka my sister from another mister). My brother and sister are the best aunt and uncle ever! The kids adore them and they are so fun to have around. And, of course, it goes without saying that my parents are the best. They have found a perfect balance of spoiling the boys without compromising our authority as parents. Love it! I always knew they'd be awesome grandparents. And I'd be a complete lunatic without GA. She's totally honest but with tact, a great ear to talk to, has her shit together, and a blast to hang out with (which is, unfortunately, not frequent enough!). Again, a person with a perfect balance.
4. My car. It's in great shape, it runs well, and it holds all our stuff. I'm very appreciative of that, especially having driven so many older cars and one particular lemon.
5. Chocolate. Bad for my waistline, but excellent for my mental state. :)
6. Sunny days. The house is warmer, the boys are in better moods, LB gets to play outside, and my laundry dries a hell of a lot faster.
7. Facebook. Its tendency to overshare is in overdrive a little bit, but how else would I be able to find so many people from all the different places I've been and keep up with their lives? It's a great way to keep in touch... just gotta make sure I tweak my privacy settings.
8. TV. Yes, I'm "that Mom". Sometimes LB gets to watch Spongebob. But it's a small price to pay for a half hour of quiet and non-chaos.
**Still hate my PC...**
*wah wah*
That led me to think of all the things that make me happy. Here goes:
1. My kids. Yup, they drive me nuts, but when I tell LB I have a boo-boo as I'm laying on the couch, and he comes up to me and rubs my shoulder and asks "You ok?"... that just melts me.
2. My Hubby. Again, sometimes drives me nuts, but maybe that's because I've been in a moody mood lately. He really does work hard for our family and he's so good with the boys. And I know he tries really hard- after a long day at work, he still gives the boys baths and plays with them and changes diapers (well, some diapers!).
3. My family (that includes you, Grace Adler, aka my sister from another mister). My brother and sister are the best aunt and uncle ever! The kids adore them and they are so fun to have around. And, of course, it goes without saying that my parents are the best. They have found a perfect balance of spoiling the boys without compromising our authority as parents. Love it! I always knew they'd be awesome grandparents. And I'd be a complete lunatic without GA. She's totally honest but with tact, a great ear to talk to, has her shit together, and a blast to hang out with (which is, unfortunately, not frequent enough!). Again, a person with a perfect balance.
4. My car. It's in great shape, it runs well, and it holds all our stuff. I'm very appreciative of that, especially having driven so many older cars and one particular lemon.
5. Chocolate. Bad for my waistline, but excellent for my mental state. :)
6. Sunny days. The house is warmer, the boys are in better moods, LB gets to play outside, and my laundry dries a hell of a lot faster.
7. Facebook. Its tendency to overshare is in overdrive a little bit, but how else would I be able to find so many people from all the different places I've been and keep up with their lives? It's a great way to keep in touch... just gotta make sure I tweak my privacy settings.
8. TV. Yes, I'm "that Mom". Sometimes LB gets to watch Spongebob. But it's a small price to pay for a half hour of quiet and non-chaos.
**Still hate my PC...**
Good grief, it's Monday.
Monday starts my workouts for the week. I get up at 5am Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays (sometimes) to get to the gym. Usually, I'm good to go, even though I will have woken up a couple times during the night. Last night was a completely different story.
Hubby had some nightmares or something. Twice, I woke up to him shaking the covers like he was trying to shake bugs off of it. He has no recollection of this. We had rain. It kept me from falling asleep in the first place, then rudely woke me up around 3:30am. The house sounded like someone was lightly pounding nails in our closet. After a half hour of that, it stopped and I fell back asleep. Then JC woke up at 4:30 and cried. I figured he'd fall back asleep, but never did. I left the house around 5:10, telling Hubby that the baby was awake and needed to be changed or something.
I got back around 6:45 and heard the baby still crying. I saw he had peed through his diaper and pooped and was hungry, so I changed him and fed him. Then LB woke up and I fed him. Then, I fed myself (finally). Hubby left for work, and it was time for Sesame Street.
So, it's 9:30am and I feel like I've already lived an entire day, which is kinda true since I barely slept last night. And only twelve more hours until bedtime tonight.... yeesh. This is going to be one looooong day...
Hubby had some nightmares or something. Twice, I woke up to him shaking the covers like he was trying to shake bugs off of it. He has no recollection of this. We had rain. It kept me from falling asleep in the first place, then rudely woke me up around 3:30am. The house sounded like someone was lightly pounding nails in our closet. After a half hour of that, it stopped and I fell back asleep. Then JC woke up at 4:30 and cried. I figured he'd fall back asleep, but never did. I left the house around 5:10, telling Hubby that the baby was awake and needed to be changed or something.
I got back around 6:45 and heard the baby still crying. I saw he had peed through his diaper and pooped and was hungry, so I changed him and fed him. Then LB woke up and I fed him. Then, I fed myself (finally). Hubby left for work, and it was time for Sesame Street.
So, it's 9:30am and I feel like I've already lived an entire day, which is kinda true since I barely slept last night. And only twelve more hours until bedtime tonight.... yeesh. This is going to be one looooong day...
4/3/10
Irritating Husbandism #174,236,987,000,000,000,000
"You don't marry a Ferrari. You marry a station wagon."
(It was a metaphor about women)
Hm... so I am a station wagon?....
(It was a metaphor about women)
Hm... so I am a station wagon?....
4/2/10
Not feeling it.
Just in a bad mood in general lately. I don't know what's going on, but it seems like anything I attempt to do ends in failure. And the only thing that has been a source of joy is food lately. Not good.
LB is definitely in his terrible twos, for sure. The kid is driving me absolutely crazy. Most of my day is spent cleaning up after him, trying to deal with his tantrums, and telling him "no", which always elicits another tantrum. But what am I supposed to do? Let him play with the cheese grater? Can we say "skinned fingers"?
JC's been okay, but very needy. I know, he's only 6 months old, but the kid cries whenever I put him down. Literally. I don't know if he's teething or what, but it's ridiculous.
So put those together, and you can imagine what my day is like. Running after LB with JC on my hip, trying to do anything.... not a pretty picture.
I took them to Lens Crafters today because I needed new glasses and wanted to take advantage of their 50% off lenses sale (if you hadn't heard, it's going on until tomorrow- do it!). Good thing I did, because my lenses alone were nearly $500. *sigh* I'm so friggin blind. Add the frames and the total came to $417. Much more than I had planned on spending, so happy early birthday to me.
Let's see, what else has been going in the shitter? Hm, I have severe butterfingers for no apparent reason. I've completely lost my cooking touch. My brain can't focus on anything lately... case in point, this paragraph took about 3 minutes to type. And JC is in his room playing and LB is watching TV. Ugh, what is wrong with me??
So, pretty much nothing is going right lately, it seems. And my patience is running super low. Don't know what's up, maybe Mars is in retrograde or something. :P Whatever it is, it's gotta stop because I'm on the brink of a nervous breakdown.
LB is definitely in his terrible twos, for sure. The kid is driving me absolutely crazy. Most of my day is spent cleaning up after him, trying to deal with his tantrums, and telling him "no", which always elicits another tantrum. But what am I supposed to do? Let him play with the cheese grater? Can we say "skinned fingers"?
JC's been okay, but very needy. I know, he's only 6 months old, but the kid cries whenever I put him down. Literally. I don't know if he's teething or what, but it's ridiculous.
So put those together, and you can imagine what my day is like. Running after LB with JC on my hip, trying to do anything.... not a pretty picture.
I took them to Lens Crafters today because I needed new glasses and wanted to take advantage of their 50% off lenses sale (if you hadn't heard, it's going on until tomorrow- do it!). Good thing I did, because my lenses alone were nearly $500. *sigh* I'm so friggin blind. Add the frames and the total came to $417. Much more than I had planned on spending, so happy early birthday to me.
Let's see, what else has been going in the shitter? Hm, I have severe butterfingers for no apparent reason. I've completely lost my cooking touch. My brain can't focus on anything lately... case in point, this paragraph took about 3 minutes to type. And JC is in his room playing and LB is watching TV. Ugh, what is wrong with me??
So, pretty much nothing is going right lately, it seems. And my patience is running super low. Don't know what's up, maybe Mars is in retrograde or something. :P Whatever it is, it's gotta stop because I'm on the brink of a nervous breakdown.
4/1/10
Getting there
Calvin Klein says I'm a size 10. Woo hoo! I'm celebrating with a huge chunk of chocolate fudge. :P I know, totally wrong, but sooooo riiiiiiiight...
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