Friday, February 29, 2008

Check Up

Peanut Butter and I went in to the Dr.s for her 18 month check up. She was a trooper, she took 2 shots without even a whimper. I was a little shocked. Everything else is a-ok, she is 25.5 pounds and 31 inches. We took a nice long nap together this afternoon. J worked 4am to 12 so he was home this afternoon which was nice. After the boy got home from school I bundled up the girl to see if she'd play in the snow as we cleaned up the sidewalks and such. She wasn't to into it. She wondered what the stuff was on her gloves, but went nuts when I put her on top of a snowbank. She acted like she was ready to go in, but when we got on the porch she tried crawling into the stroller out there like she wanted to go for a walk. I said PB it's a little too cold to go for a walk. Then when I got her in the house she did NOT want to take the boots and snow pants off she threw a tantrum for a good 15 min and walked around with one glove on for quite a while.
The boy had another dance to night. I guess he has a new girl now, or a J says the flavor of the month. Nice, I know. I would hope in 6th grade things aren't that serious anyway. We have to leave the house around 6 am tomorrow for his basketball tournament. I am not looking forward to it. It will be a long day for the girl.
I was reminded again tonight that I hate ponderosa. I don't know why I agreed to go eat there, I never like anything there and end up wasting a ton of food, and it was packed, no room to move anywhere. PB made a mess of herself and received a good bath when we got home.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Thoughts for Thursday: One Person

My friend and I were talking at work, as we were walking, about stuff we have changed in our lives. She was looking for a greener way to clean her toilet. She said "I know I'm only one person, I don't know if it will make a difference anyway." I went on to tell her I just ordered some seventh generation stuff, but kept that thought in the back of my mind. Does one person make a difference? I would like to believe so. I would like to think the changes I've made make a difference, sure I still drive a SUV, but I use the good light bulbs, I changed dishwasher and laundry detergents, I try not to use the plastic bags, I even bought some bags at the store today since I felt bad not remembering to bring reuse mine. I've become a better recycler. Anywho, I'm not just talking about going green in the sense of one person. It could be anything. What if one person, had influenced enough people to stop Hitler before the Holocaust? One person had to have said you know, I don't think this whole slavery thing is good. One person, I'm sure was the start of many of the great and not so great events in the world. What do you think? Is it possible for one person to make a difference?

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

A Five Day Weekend


















You read correctly, I will be off the next five days. I couldn't be happier. Peanut Butter and I will have to get some shopping done tomorrow, just Target and Groceries, unless old navy beckons us. I was going to get some pictures taken, but I'm going to wait and hope her nose clears up a bit. Friday we have the 18 month check up, hopefully no shots, but I can't remember. Saturday we have to be up at the ass crack of dawn to get the boy to his basketball tournament. I always have to get up an hour earlier than everyone else since I have to shower and then get the girl going. I hate that alarm clock on my days off. I swear I'm going to remember to take my camera this time. I have forgotten all year we'll be half way to where we're going and click, I forgot the camera.I found a picture that J took while Maggie wasn't feeling well, she looks so sad. Poor girl. She was weird today, she had to have her jacket all afternoon, I took it off after daycare and she carried it around and wanted it put back on. Later I hung it from her head by the hood, but she wanted it on again. She didn't take it off until J was getting her ready for dinner, she threw a fit. Her favorite PJs right now are these tigger ones. she get so excited when I pull them out. She actually screams in delight. It's hilarious. If they'd only keep her in her own bed we'd be great. Though the other morning I thought I overslept, I woke up and felt like I had gotten really good sleep, I looked at the clock and it said 3:30 and I said I still have another hour this is great. How is this possible the girl in our bed not pushing me and J not snoring at all? If only all nights could be like that. I love when I get really good sleep, no matter for what length of time it is. On that note, I'm going to try and get some, sleep that is.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

tagged#1

April tagged me with this one and it has taken me forever.
Here are the rules:
You must post the rules before you give your answers. You must list one fact about yourself for each letter of your middle name. Each fact must begin with that letter. If you don't have a middle name, just use your maiden name. After you've been tagged, you need to up-date your blog with your middle name and answers.

M-Momma

A-Archiver

R-Realist

I-Intelligent

E-Emotional

Monday, February 25, 2008

18 and a life to grow


Peanut Butter is 18 months old now. The only developmental thing I’m worried about is talking. She doesn’t say too many words. I guess the fact that she is saying any is ok. I don’t want her to fall behind or have a speech delay. I probably shouldn’t have read that article in Parents. I’m all paranoid now. She’s starting to get the hang of utensils, but I just started giving them to her about a month ago. She raring to try and use a regular cup but she tends to drain the whole cup down the front of her shirt. She starting to try and zip down her jackets. She hasn’t tried pulling down her pants, but she’ll step out of them when we’re getting ready for bath time. She does pull open her diaper tabs; just as I will have her pants just about on, rip, she pulls a tab open. Breaking her of the nuk and co-sleeping is probably going to kill me, but it must be done… someday. I may have to take her in to Penney’s on Thursday or Friday for some photos. The milestone should be documented. I wish I had someone like Jessica to shoot photos for me. Her stuff rocks!

Yesterday I put her snow boots on for the first time and she was walking outside with them, while I cooked on the grill. When the burgers were done, I brought her in and she threw a fit when I took her boots off. Full on tantrum as I’m putting her in her high chair, I even put her boots back on in hopes to get her to sit. She wasn’t having it and kicked them off, but managed to grab a fry and eat it. So I put the tray on and she eventually ate some. We’re supposed to get some more snow tonite and tomorrow, and since it won’t be below zero with wind chills. I’ll have to get her snow pants on too and get her playing in the snow.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

My Space, Kids, Lost











Here are some pictures of my space. Since we're sharing work spaces.I don’t really consider it a work space, because I don’t work here, I just do my hobby. I got lucky in the fact that this is supposed to be the 4th bedroom. I think a twin bed would barely fit in here. I have been a bad scrapper lately. I haven’t had any mojo, or desire. I keep putting it off, saying I want to have something to do at the crop I want to go to in March. I have been a bit busy on the computer at night after the girl goes to bed also. I can’t seem to get on during the day, with out Peanut Butter all over me. She has to sit on my lap and be all over the desk, and I can’t pull out the keyboard to type, she kicks it back in. I usually get 5 min to check my email when I get home from work during the day; then PB decides she must see what’s going on. She sits all nice for J, I don’t get it. I haven’t attempted to try and scrap during the day, since she sees my room as a wonderland. She pulls everything out of the cabneits, maybe someday when she can play more by herself.

I’ve been noticing more and more people having 3 kids. How the heck do you afford it? Money is basically the only reason we can’t have another one. Daycare would kill us. I could go to 3rd shift, but then J and I really wouldn’t see each other. I’d rather keep my marriage than have another kid and end up divorced. I do notice that some of you are SAHM which would cut out the daycare, but I don’t think I could do that either, I need to have my own money. I guess you make do with what you have, but I still wonder how you manage. I will live with just having the one and her half brother, unless we win the lottery of course.

Lost, this show has me more confused than ever. I finally watched this week episode, Egg Town . The name made me think there was going to be all these hidden hints. But I didn’t catch any of them. After seeing Sayid working for Ben the week before almost killing me, I love Sayid he can’t work for Ben. I’m now assuming Kate took Aaron off the island, which is why she doesn’t want anyone to see him and maybe notice he isn’t hers. They must have done her trial right after she got rescued, since Jack isn’t a drunk yet. But why wouldn’t Jack want to see the kid, and who is the he, that Kate tells Jack will be missing her when he tells her they need to go back. I could go to some of the fan sites and get their insight, but I always feel so dumb that I didn’t get certain things that happened. But I think some of these people have watched the episode like 20 times. I’ve been saving them this season to watch again, but I probably won’t.

And to answer some questions from yesterday, I work in a prison.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Storm Warning

Yesterday Peanut Butter had been upgraded from tropical storm depression back to a category 5 hurricane. She was all business. But her fever came back today and she was a tired little girl asleep by 7:15. I think she had been downgraded back to a tropical storm. I have sinus problems. I felt like crap yesterday and earlier today. I actually got a nap in this afternoon and am feeling a bit better. I know I'm going to get a sinus infection, since I always do when ever I get a cold/flu. I got a sinus cleanser, similar to a neti pot that I will be trying out. Hopefully that will help. J feels like a martyr since he spent the whole day with Peanut Butter. I'm like it's going to take more than one bad day hon, I had 4 of them this week. I had the worst jobs today, I hate working the visiting room. I hate seeing kids come in to see their daddies locked up. There was a cute little girl today around PB age and I just hated the fact that she was in that environment. There was another family that came in he had 4 kids and it was like a big effort to hug them. I was like give them a little love, dang, you ain't that hard core. I normally don't talk about work, but today it bothered me.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Sickies

I ended up having to leave work early to pick up the girl from daycare. She was running a temp of 102.9 and had already received ibuprofen. The told me it might be a strep throat, they had 2 cases of it at day care. I took her in and it is apparently an ear infection. I got antibiotics, but I hate using them. I don't want her to become immune to them. She seems to be doing better this evening.
I now think I'm starting to get what everyone has had. I have a runny nose. I hate it. I'm already on an allergy med with decongestant. Why is my nose running?
Sorry about the lame TFT. I was going to write about how Elizabeth Hasselbeck from the view annoys the crap out of me. But I couldn't I didn't want to seem like I was picking on the lone republican, no matter how wacked her views are. I w
as going to write about what age is appropriate for dating too, but maybe I'll do that later.

Thoughts for Thursday: Being Proud

So, Michelle Obama has taken a lot of flak about her comment, “For the first time in my adult life, I am really proud of my country. Not just because Barack is doing well, but I think people are hungry for change.” I can't for the life of me figure out what the big deal is. I think she should be proud, she may very well be married to the first black president. We actually had a viable woman running, sorry Hillary I think your run is over. I don't get why everyone thinks Hillary is a C U Next Tues. I asked my husband this, an adamant Hillary hater. Why do you like Nancy Pelosi who you say is a bitch, but hate Hillary? And he said Nancy doesn't pretend not to be a bitch. Okay. Any who, I think people should be proud that they are coming out and voting. I'm glad more issues are starting to be brought up other than Iraq. Though I am glad they are talking about getting out. I'm glad people are starting to see that light at the end of the tunnel. Is it wrong to be proud that people want change? I honestly don't know who I will be voting for. I am a registered Independent. Yep, I'm a flip flopper. I don't get what wrong with saying hey, maybe I was wrong, or hey I see your side. May the Best person win. Yes maybe she shouldn't have said for the first time, but that's how it came out.
Do you think there is a problem with Michelle being proud?

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Give me Fever

Peanut Butter is still running a fever today. The only thing I that bugs me when she's sick is she wants to be carried around and sat with the whole day. Making supper was interesting. I'm glad I happened to be off work to comfort her though. Hopefully she'll be feeling better tomorrow. If not I know J will be calling me at work, because there's no way he's staying home. Some how his sick days are more important than mine, even though he has more than I do since I had to use my 40o hours on maternity leave. I always wonder when I should bring her into the Dr. She really only has a runny nose and a fever, so we'll wade it out for a day or two. The highest it read was 102.9, but I think the Ibuprofen kicked in and it when down a bit on the next reading so I felt a little better. I'm more worried about they dehydration at this point. She didn't drink or eat for that matter a whole lot.
I have decided, that my daughter will not be able to date ever! O
k, not ever but no "boyfriends" until high school. We've just been having some weird stuff happening with the boy and his "girlfriends." One of the girls has said some scary things on MSN to him, which his mom caught. She has declared the girl off limits and doesn't want him talking to her. I agree. Note to Daddies, make sure you love your daughters and show it, even if your only a part time dad. Then they won't be searching for something they are missing. I don't know if that's the case here, but I'm thinking it might be.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Lazy Day

It was a lazy day here. I went and voted and picked up some milk and bread from dinner in the morning and Peanut Butter and I just hung out the rest of the day. She started running a fever this afternoon and was pretty lethargic. I gave her some tylonol and another little nap; she seemed to be doing better after that.
I've been kicking around joining the Y. With they lovely weather we've had I haven't been walking at all. I've gotten lazy in walking at work too, it sucks walking alone at work. Our Y is brand new and has a few pretty neat things. But I can't justify spending the 57 bucks a month for a family plan, unless I could get a single and still use the child watch. I may have to call and find out. Otherwise I may just buy an elliptical machine.
Not too much else to add today, hopefully tomorrow will bring more.

just one more

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I had to upload one more. We now go back and forth laughing like the Count from Sesame Street.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Sunday, February 17, 2008

rock star hair

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Weekend Events

My child is going to be kicked out of daycare, well not really, but.. I picked her up on Friday and they hand me her daily sheet, and jokingly I say, oh it looks like you’ve been naughty today. The teacher says, “Well…” I’m like great what the heck did she do now. “She did push and wrestle 2 of the girls down and sat on them.” I almost laughed and realized she got this from her brother who wrestles around with her. I said she must get it from her brother and she was like that’s what we figured, we just told her she can’t play like that here. I hope this talking to her works for them, because it doesn’t do a darn thing for me. So it always humors me when they say they talked with her. I took her to the winter fest they held that night and she would not stay in one place she ran from room to room to room. Grabbing a toy from one room running away with it and I’d grab it and return it and she was running from another room with another toy. She must like it there though, because she ran up and hugged a lot of the staff when she’d see them. That at least makes me feel like I chose the right place and the staff must be pretty good.

We went to the Dells for basketball on Saturday. The have this complex with 4 courts on it and hold tournaments every weekend. They must make money hand over fist. One of the moms was telling me they now have a volleyball complex with I think she said 6 courts and 2 indoor soccer fields. She also said there wasn’t any hotels rooms avail for the weekend. This would be amazing since there are a c of them. I did see one that said vacancy on it, but it wasn’t one of the big water park ones, just a mom and pop joint. Organized sports are big business. Any who, the boys got crushed their first game. It’s like they cannot make any baskets they must have a horrible shooting percentage. They did play pretty well and won their second game. They were supposed to play this morning, but they decided not to take their chances with the weather. It was freezing rain when came to work this morning, the roads were horrible and there expecting us to get 10-14 inches of snow on top of that. Nasty!

I also discovered Friday that Miss Peanut Butter is not quite ready for a booster seat yet. She and I went to dinner with my mom and I knew a high chair didn’t fit at the booth, so I took a booster seat. Well give a girl a little freedom and look out up, down, up, down. I realized why strapping her in is such a good idea. She’s into dipping stuff in ketchup too. She had pizza, but she would grab my fries and dunk them in my ketchup and eat them. It was funny. A moment that makes me want to have another one, but know we can’t.

Friday, February 15, 2008

My Call at Work Today

Todays call from J to me at work. He happened to be at work also.
Me-"hello?"
"Um, Yeah, you need to find some different diapers or something, cuz whatever you've used the last 2 nights just isn't going to cut it. I mean get some pampers or better yet huggies, those seem to really work."
"She had huggies on 2 nights ago, and really, you need to change her when you guys get up."
"I DO change her when we get up, as I was carrying her downstairs my arm got soaked this morning."
(Holding back laughter)" Well, I probably should have changed her again before she went to bed, we did take an early bath."
"Well something has to be done." The guy that I'm working with is now asking for the phone to start razzing him.
"I will try and make sure she has huggies on at night."

So I get home and her urine soaked, and I do mean soaked p.j.s are still sitting out. Why not throw them in the washer? I'm still wondering about the whole, I do change her right away, comment he made.

What a goof. Sorry Jessica no more target brand at night, J said something must be done.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day

I hope yours was a Happy One.

Thoughts for Thursday: Technology and Parenting

I watched a neat little show called Frontline, maybe you all have heard of it. Ok it's not neat, but they do cover some interesting topics. The episode I watched was on growing up in the internet age. Since most kids now will never know what it is like to not have a computer, cell phone, tv and video games. It discussed how the quickness of the internet can/has made kids less interested in traditional schooling, ie lectures and a blackboard. They was info and photos now and don't want to have to wait for it. One school went so far as to have every desk outfitted with a computer and a large screen in front that the teacher would lecture from the web from. I was a little weird to me. Kids were discussing how they just don't have enough time in their busy schedule to read anymore so they have to use sparkbooks, the internet equivalent of cliff notes. I won't lie I have used cliff notes a few times, but I actually read 95% of the books assigned to me. Though I do love to read. I don't see how their lives could possibly be that much more busy than mine was. Sure I didn't sit and chat on msn or such, but I did spend a fair amount of time on the phone. But I guess you can multi task on the phone. Unless your texting, which is all the rage. I worry sometimes that we will not be able to have normal conversations with each other it will be all in this IDK and TISNF. Sure I use LOL and OMG, but I actually say the full phrase out loud not the initials. The show also discussed the social networking, Facebook, My Space and IMing. How this is their hang out now instead of hanging out at the malt shop.
I also read FatJ's blog about being a tech savvy mom, which got me wondering how tech savvy do we as parents have to be? I had a computer growing up, but the internet wasn't really available until I was in college and then we had those little box macs, do you remember those? I used what were then called BBSes and some research stuff. I consider myself fairly sufficient in getting around a computer. My stepson uses MSN and I have told him I will be checking over your shoulder now and then and he said mom does too. I will trust the fact that as the kids said on Frontline. We can tell when someone is phishing us by the stupid questions they ask. I'm going to consider they understand the "don't talk to strangers" of the internet world. I will hope he doesn't become cyberbullied. But don't think that if you post something that the world can see that is illegal, something you wouldn't want me to see, or the like and not think it will get you in trouble. The kids on the show were like it was and invasion of our privacy when a mom found a bunch of video on a photos posted of high schoolers drinking and such on their way to a concert and called parents. Um, you posted it on the freaking world wide web, where was your expectation of privacy. Privacy was another thing discussed, parents didn't understand why kids were putting so much out there. Are we losing that need for privacy, I mean here I am blogging. I could just be writing in a journal. So I think I've gone of topic, so I guess, What are your thoughts on Technology and parenting or technology and kids today. You pick, or just ramble like I do.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Work can be a Vacation.


I never thought I'd think going into the hell hole I call work would be a vacation. Peanut Butter has been on a rampage this weekend. All I said for three days straight was: NO, GET DOWN, Please don't eat the crayons. You're going to fall and break your head. Stop. Wait. Come Here. Don't throw your food. Just let me put your pants on! You need to spot crying. You are fine. With J being gone she knew she didn't really have to listen. Little Stinker. At least at work I don't expect for them to listen to me.
She can destroy a house in no time flat. I felt like I was a functioning FEMA, cleaning one disaster after another. Where did she get all those toys? She has also become addicted to watching dvds on the computer. I cannot begin to tell you how many time she has watched the Blue's Clues dvd. Over and over and over again.

She pulled a good one today. I get this call from J at work:

"Um, how many Rolaids did you have on the nightstand?"
"WHY?"
"Well, after I got done with my shower I walked in the bedroom and it smelled all fruity. And your daughter was sitting on the bed and ate one quick. There are 2 left"
"Then she probably ate 2-4 of them. Let me look at my pack." I had one in my pocket and of course it says keep out of reach of children.
"What should I do?" I sometimes wonder what he'd do with out me.
"Call the nurse line and see if it's something we need to bring her in for, then call me back."
Well I never get a call, and when he gets to work he said oh, she'll be fine. I had to call poison control, but they said as long as she didn't have more than 10 she might just have some diarrhea. And he was on the ball and let day care know. I was impressed.

So I loved the photos of Michelle's girls in the tub, so I had to post a photo of PB's faux mohawk. It fell a bit as I tried to take the picture.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

something different

I saw this posted on Beth's blog and thought it was neat. I hope I get it to turn out.

Answer the questions below
Take each answer and type it into Photobucket
Try and take a picture from the first page of results and copy the html code.
You can't copy the persons answers who posted this before you!

Age on next Birth day:

#34


What is your job:
First Guard Tower - Alcatraz Prison


Name of your Love:

j

Your Middle Name:

Marie

Town where you were born:
Waukesha

Name of Past Pet:
Photobucket

First Job:
Hermes Papre Delivery Boy

Favorite TV Show
Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Favorite Color
magenta

Favorite Sport
softball

Favorite place to be
Hailey and my mom napping in the chair

Favorite food
chocolate

Favorite drink
DIET COKE!!!!!

Favorite animal
=]]

Favorite Hobby
SCRAPBOOKING

Worst Habit
worrying lyk.....

Worst Fear
spiders

One word to Describe Self

unappreciated



Saturday, February 9, 2008

My Randomness

I don't know if it has been the no adult conversation for almost 24 hrs or what, but I've just had some random thought running through my head.
Am I a bad mom if I don't play all day?

Will Target brand diapers make it through the night? I'm a little scared to test this.


Why isn't 1 cookie enough?


Why if I feel horrible shopping at walmart do I still shop there?


If seventh generation is so environmentally friendly why do they package their each of panty liners in a plastic wrap?


Why do I have the acne this week comparable to that of my teens and it's not close to that time of the month?


Why can't I remember to take my canvas bags that I have sitting right next to the door so I don't forget?


Why is the handle for our oven to high for me to use the oven lock? How do they expect me to keep my kid from baking herself?


What am I going to do with this giant rocking horse?


Why didn't I do anything but a couple loads of laundry today?


How long can I make my daughter nap with me in the chair?


Why is it that I love the show Lost, but ever time I read what people read into it I feel so stupid I didn't notice those things?


Who got kicked of of Rock of Love last week? I haven't caught that episode of skank-o-vision.


Can I survive another season of Survivor? I didn't watch much of china.


Why does my daughter have to go through everything and pull it all out? She practically destroyed my scrap space today. I now realize why I wait for her to go to bed before attempting anything.


Why can't I make a cool header like other bloggers?

Yep pretty random.

Friday, February 8, 2008

The get r done run

It is the famous Git R Done Run weekend. J and his group of male friends head to Gooberville, Hurley WI, for a weekend of debauchery. The even recruited another unsuspecting male to join them. They lure them in of the promises of total drunkenness and strip clubs. Little do they know the "talent" is the meth head from the trailer park. But poor J tried to hide his wad of ones from the bank last night, giving me the excuse it was for poker, which they do play at the hunting camp while watching such gems as: BeerFest, Clerks 2, American Pie Frat, and Good Luck Chuck. Though, he has been down to the lower block enough to know what is in store and does get a chuckle when the some of the guys are all excited to go esp newbies. If you want to spend your money on outrageously priced beer and on a lady to get undressed to not to sleep with you, well, have at it. Though those girls might give one a go.
One of them was in such a rush to get up there and start drinking he was pissed that they hadn't left yet at 8am, it takes about 4-5 hours to get there. I was just mad I didn't get to properly sleep in on my day off and rushed through my shower and didn't shave my legs because I thought I had to drop him off at 7:30 am. The were getting afraid that the guy driving was going to be driving miss daisy slow. They we all worried about the whole 2 in of snow we were supposed to get and thought, maybe we'll have to take 2 4x4s instead of 1 mini van. Where's the rational there?
I just hope they look cute together in their matching sweatshirts. Yes, you read correctly, matching sweatshirts commemorating the event they had made up in advance. My husband even modeled one for me to make sure it looked ok. I almost felt bad when I laughed. Boys will be boys, I just ask that I don't get a call from jail.

17 inches of Freaking Snow

Yep 17 inches of snow is what we lovingly received on Wednesday. Our sidewalk was shoveled a record number of 4 times. 2 of which some enterprising kids in the neighborhood did. J paid them 21 dollars in the late morning to shovel it. I shoveled it after work and the kids came by after the snow stopped and I paid them 10 bucks. They must have wished J was to get another 20. It only took them like 10 min. I didn't even know they did it in the morning until I mentioned to J that some kids shoveled and he said he paid them too. Then the city came through and snowblowed it. It took me about 30 min to drive the 15 miles home from work, the very reason I have a global warming SVU with 4 wheel drive.. Thank god I wasn't one of those stuck south of Madison.

All Hail the New York Giants.

I forgot to mention this on my previous post about the Super Bowl, but the friend whose house we were at had the Madagascar dvd set to this, so every time there was a good play and at the end of the game he went a little crazy playing it over and over again. Apparently others have found the humor in it because I found it on You Tube. I had to share.




Tuesday, February 5, 2008

All this chiropactor talk

Everyone had been discussing the chiropractor lately. The thought of having my back cracked freaks me out. It also reminds me of my favorite executive transvestite.

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Monday, February 4, 2008

What I meant to say.

Zoe told me about this on Swistle's blog: List some things that were left unsaid. "Each one should be directed at someone in particular. You don't say who you're saying each thing to, and you don't give a ton of backstory---you just say it". I see it as a good way to vent. I'll give it a go.

1. If you wanted to get rid of the dog, you should have said something instead of getting rid of it while I was at a birthday party thinking I wouldn't notice.

2. Best friends DO NOT date the ex that you still have feelings for! Wanting to discuss it with me will not make me not want to punch your teeth out. I hope you both had a good laugh at my expense.

3. Calling me a selfish snot doesn't make me want to improve anything, it just makes me hate you.

4. You made me wonder why love had to hurt(mentally). You really broke me.

5. How dare you scream at us, when I went through all the bullshit to join your misogynistic church. You reaffirmed my atheist views.

6. If you would have just shown up all of this could have been avoided.

7. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to break your heart. I was afraid of what my friends would thing if they knew I was seeing you seriously. You deserve better, but the jealousy thing needs to be put in check.

8. I wish I wouldn't have been talked into getting you to go with me, especially since I found someone else and would rather not go now.

9. I don't know any thing more moronic as a game plan as "if we have the ball the other team can't score." If we have no offense we can't keep the ball, if we can't keep the ball we can't score.

10. I know the fact that I never got caught breaking the athletic code really pisses you off. It just goes to show girls are smarter than boys. But the fact that your track star reeked of smoke everyday still amuses me. I still like you even though you said I put on drinking weight over the summer. You'll give her female athlete of the year and get your revenge.

11. The reason I never got back to you is I realized how much you used me as a friend over the years and when I put my foot down, you were gone, literally. We had some good times let's leave it at that.

12. I saw your finger marks in my pudding and I've noticed other food gone. If you're going to binge and purge don't use my food. I'm effin poor and have to work in the god forsaken cafeteria on the rich kids side of campus. I also saw you on campus with my favorite sweater. I can't believe you stole it.

Yep some are lame, but a lot of my, you pissed me off stuff, happened in high school. The stuff I want to say to my husband I said then and he's heard them hundred times and it still doesn't get through.

The day after



Well the Super Bowl was actually pretty darn good. I'm glad the Giants won, sorry you Pat fans. I didn't find any of the commercials to be outstanding. I thought the godfather one was stupid as hell. Along with the sales lead ones. Anywhoo Jason got a little loaded, about 120 wings got eaten and the girl played her heart out, yet was not tired enough to sleep the whole night in her own freaking bed. I thought for sure she would be so wiped out and being up until 10pm she would not wake up, but she did at 12:30. Knowing I had to be up around 4:30am made matter worse because I kept waking up and checking the clock. I'm not running on a whole lot of sleep.

We got a new rocking horse for Peanut Butter. Last year they had a silent auction for one and our friend's dad ended getting it for their daughter. He saw that J bid again on one this year and the dad make sure that he won and gave up the horse for J original bid. He figured both the girls(our friend's daughter and PB) should each have one and he felt bad out bidding J last year. But the thing is HUGE. I have no idea where I am going to put it.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Super Bowl Sunday

It’s Super Bowl Sunday. We’re going over to our friends’ house for a party. J bought so much food to bring over there. He always goes overboard and seems to think he’s feeding an army. We’re bringing wings and shrimp, but some how he thought we had to bring a cheese and sausage tray too. Like we’re the only ones bringing something. I thought the wings with the carrots and celery to go with it were enough, but not in his mind. I didn’t pay for it so I guess I don’t have to worry about it. We both have to be at work by 6 am tomorrow which means dropping Peanut Butter off at daycare at 5:30 am. It should be a lot of fun since J will more than likely get loaded today, even though he knows he has to get his ass up. You’re just not cool if you don’t get smashed for the super bowl, like we’re in our early 20’s anymore. It will be mornings like tomorrow I will be so happy I gave up the sauce.


I will basically be watching for the commercials, since I don’t really like the Pats and I don’t think the Giants can win. I don’t want to see Randy Moss get a ring.

Thankfully the house should be somewhat childproofed since they have a 2 year old. It is such a pain in the ass chasing her all day while you’re supposed to be enjoying yourself esp when J thinks watching her for 5 min is a long time. He couldn’t control her at the salon yesterday while the boy got his shaggy look chopped off and that couldn’t have taken more than 20 min. The only real thing I’ll be worried about is her trying to drink everyone’s cans, since she is always after my diet coke. I think our recliner seat is pretty much marinated in the stuff. I know two cans got dumped on it this week. Turn your back for a second and she’s gone.

Friday, February 1, 2008

I'm feeling special

Not only did Zoe give me an excellent blogger award, which I must pass on to Michelle and Driving with the Brakes On, my co-sleeping nightmare pulled my by my shoulder this morning and planted me a big ol' baby kiss on the mouth. Thanks for sharing the love.

J, Miss Peanut Butter, and I went shopping today. And J and I didn't strangle each other. We did buy a new surround system, ours died. I have a feeling I'm not going to be getting much sleep with this one. My husband likes to have the volume on way to loud. And the living room is right below our bedroom. PB was actually pretty good, she usually gets a little feisty after shopping a bit. Maybe it was daddy's charm. I got her hair into pigtails today. They didn't last since I had to put a hat on her. But I did get a photo or 2.