My computer is being fixed – AGAIN. I have been very lazy to write, I know…but believe it or not lately my desire to be home instead of…well… anywhere else… is getting stronger. So I'm figuring I can sit in front of my puter and do something besides play games before I go to bed. (Damn those facebook games! LOL!)

I have been filling out applications for Charter Schools for Little Man. His birthday being in November puts him past the cut-off date in our state for going into school when he is supposed to, he will be forced to wait a year. I don't want that for him at all. And we can't afford Catholic School…never mind a regular Private School. I'm hoping at least one accepts him, and he will be right in there come this September.

I actually have to get some work done – so I shall be back. Sooner rather than later I hope…

The Losers...

The guys are making plans to go paintballing...and I can't go.
They go every year for a friend's birthday (I've spoken about him before, "S")...,his birthday is next Friday, and I''m super jealous because they get to get all decked out in the suits, wear the masks, shop for paintball accessories, while I sit at home and wait...wait...wait....
I have a lot of anger to let out! I would like to shoot some people! Hell, I can pretend I"m at work...
Last year, Daddy came home with a swollen finger, he caught a paintball (well, he didn't exactly catch it) right on his pointer finger, and it was swollen so bad he couldn't bend it. He was no worse than another buddy, who ended up catching a paintball right on the side of his neck. He had a bruise on there that I swear must have numbed his neck, it was really close to his artery.
The biggest guy of the bunch had many bruises on him, so Daddy doesn't let me go so I won't get hurt.
Phooey.
I want to go!

why is it...?

why is it so hard for me to actually sit down and write something??? I don't know what it is.
Job - still thinking. The health insurance is killing us...it would be better off if I weren't working and that's on my mind all the time. I should be happy to have such a job - where the threat of lay-off is far from anyone's mind...but the cost is terrible.
Grrrrrr.




These are my babies singing Twinkle Twinkle...
Enjoy.

friday - friday - friday!

I'm looking forward to hiding from the bitter cold in my home this weekend. Order in, watch movies with the kids in bed, and feel bad for Daddy working outside...

I'm also looking forward to spending some quality time in front of the computer catching up with my fellow bloggers...

I'm not looking forward to possibly quitting my job. More on that later.....

I've come to see -

that Christmas time for people with children is about giving the most annoying present you can give. So basically - how much do you hate the parents?
Okay - sorry attempt for a post - I have to break up a fight over a stupid, very loud, very obnoxious fire truck that was given to my son...

Strange Happenings

My little girl is using the potty. She is a year and a half old and she comes to me daily and says "Mommy! KAKA!" and she means it, she has to go.
I've always heard that girls are easier than boys to potty train, and that they usually do it sooner than boys, but this is crazy. She won't ask to go peepee, she still hasn't gotten that feeling down, but hey, poopie in the potty is a lot easier to clean than in a diaper. LOL!
I have to get her a potty chair or that toilet seat cover thing, because right now it's been me holding her on the seat so she won't fall in, it's a sight to see. My arms hurt.
But this is awesome. Soon, no more diapers???

Santa

Little Man was in line saying "I will not be afraid..." over and over under his breath. Last year we couldn't even go near Santa, this year he made himself very brave. Baby Girl cried after the flash went off, the photographer was going to try to get a picture with her smiling...I laughed. "Hey, we GOT a picture this year, that makes me happy enough." Santa was very nice, he patiently listened as Little Man stuttered his way through his list, his nerves were getting the best of him, but he told Santa about the bed he wanted. And he threw in a Minnie Mouse bed in his request for his little sister. It was a god time.
BUT! We made a pit stop in Wal Mart afterward to get some diapers for the baby, and who is sitting right in front of the store welcoming everyone? Another Santa. Little Man looked up at me and asked me how he got there so fast. "Well, Baby, remember I told you about Santa's sleigh...it flies? Well, he can fly over the traffic that we have to stop in, so he can get anywhere fast." The Wal Mart Santa laughed, and Little Man got to take another (FREE! DAMMIT! I should have gone there for the picture!) picture with Santa. Baby Girl was asleep in the stroller, so she missed the second dose of St. Nick. This Santa thing gets a little hard to explain, how do parents do it for so long?

Trying again this year...

Last year we didn't make the Santa visit in time. The one day that I was brave enough to venture to the mall with them, the line was ridiculous and we nixed the visit. We are going to attempt going today, because Little Man has to show Santa which "ka-Chow!" bed he wants because "Santa has to bring me the right one, Mommy." Hmmmm. I think that Baby Girl will not sit on his lap, she is very wary of strangers, and I already told Daddy I am NOT sitting on an old man's lap just to get my kids to sit there. I'm all set, thanks.

I got my new best friend inserted Black Friday. Yeah, that was fun. It didn't hurt, some cramping but the fact that I was told to go home and lay down and suddenly Daddy (who hates shopping by the way) decided we should go to the mall...ON BLACK FRIDAY...to walk around. Oh Jesus, he almost died. We had to get Baby Girl her dressy winter coat to wear for Christmas...we could have waited. Not according to Daddy of course... But whatever. I'm good.

Did anyone do Black Friday shopping? How did it go? I love hearing war stories...

Pictures with Santa (if htey get taken!) will be posted.
TTFN!

Still going crazy here....

BUT! I at least have a moment to sit and write...as my children kill eachother in the living room.
I had my annual gyno appointment 6 months too late, and after all the insurance bullshit I had to deal with just to get this appointment and shifting around my work schedule and trying to prepare myself mentally for another 2 years of cervical scraping because of 'possible cancerous cells' I got good news and some 'eh' news.
The good (GREAT!?!?) news is that there are no more 'suspiciously possible cancerous cells' (for now) and I don't have to endure that wonderful pain every six months with the scarping...
The 'eh' news is that my uterus has become flaccid. I now have a tilted uterus, and when I googled the images it made me laugh, because it looks funny. Doc told me that if we want to have more kids (HA! you think I'm trying THAT again? Yeah, guy, I'm all set with all the disappointments I've had AND my two are more than a handful!) we would probably have to have some corrective surgery because more than likely it will all end up in more disappointments anyway. Maybe my uterus was tilted before we tried having Little Man? Maybe after Little Man? Maybe my miscarraiges were DUE to the tilt and no one bothered to tell me? I will never know. NOW is when it is documented and they are chalking it up to my pregnancy with Baby Girl.
So that's that.
My semi-permanent five year plan is going under way as soon as Aunt Flo pays us a visit, Mirena will be my new bestie. Any thoughts/opinions/experiences?

I have a new(ish) camera that I got from my sister, but it has no usb and no charger (thanks sis?!) so I have to get a new one of each before I can go back to picture taking. It has a lithium ion battery so it has to be charged, instead of just being able to pop new batteries in like my old camera. But it takes pretty decent pictures... so I'm not going to complain. I have to get the kid's Christmas Card pictures taken...and I have to remember to print more out this year, last year I printed only 15 and I thought that would be enough (HA!).

ummm. why didn't I think of that?

Me: Ouch.
Little Man : What happened Mommy?
Me: My belly hurts, baby.
Little Man: well, put a band-aid on it.

single...

single parenting sucks.
I've been exhausted and aggravated and having a whirlwind of emotions flying through me at the speed of light. I give so much credit to the women that do this on their own, and with multiple kids, because it has been hard as hell for me, and that's only with Daddy working long hours, it isn't like he's gone.

Little Man turned four on Friday, we waited until Daddy got out of work to cut his cake. So we were eating cake at 10 p.m. Yep - horrible mother I am, giving my kids cake at that time. I am playing hookey on Thursday so we can go to Chuck-E-Rat's and give him a proper little birthday party.

I am annoyed all the time between the hours of 8 and 5, take a guess why because I can't talk about it. Hmmmmm.....

I have to go now, because Little Man is coughing too much and I think it's the asthma bothering him, so I'm going to have to plug the machine in and hope the baby doesn't wake up.

FOUR.

My baby boy turned four today.

Someone tell him to stop growing, please, he is getting too big...

History

We have made history tonight. I can't even describe the feeling of elation...
OBAMA!

My Batman and Pirate

This was after trick-or-treating, after everyone was exhausted and cranky, (mainly me) and after Ms. Thang lost her pirate hat on the first block we hit. Demon child is the ninja and his cousin is the little angel. Little Man would tell the people he was allergic to peanuts - you should have seen the wide eyes looking back at me. "Yes, he is..." All those candies are going back to my office so they can be devoured by my co-workers.
How was Halloween for all of you?

*croak*

So there's a frog in my throat.
Yep - there is this cold that has been going back and forth between my house and the babysitter's house. My daughter is mostly the carrier. She gave me a cold two weeks ago that laid me out ( i mean OUT - I couldn't get outta bed or anything.) And we both got better, then she got Pink eye and gave it to me and now we have this cough that hurts like hell. She has a double ear infection to go with her cough, and I have the froggie.
I have no voice, it was a doozy at work today trying to get any point across...
And so the sick season begins.
This sucks.

oops, i dropped some pictures...

and the camera went off while the pictures were lying around.....




You don't even imagine the adventure it was to even get the girl to smile while her brother was in her pictures. In the big picture - she was upset that he was touching 'her' chair and she kept standing up to pull the chair away from him. We had to sit her down and sneak him in the picture and snap it quickly...

Guess what??

I have my computer back. woo-hoo! Tomorrow : I write.

wow.....

When I disappear, I disappear, huh?

LOL!

OKay - so here's the scoop - the beautiful computer Daddy got me has a nasty stinkin virus and I can't even turn it on because I'm afraid of losing all the pics and things on there. I think I have them all backed up on cd's, but I want to do it again before we get it fixed, JUST IN CASE.

Been extremely busy at work, the piles keep coming and i"m not complaining because it makes the day go faster.

I have still been waking up everyday at 4:30 - 5 to get us all ready and out the door by 6 so Daddy can get to work by 6:30. Kids go to the sitter for 7. And i am tired. 

 

Daddy's cousin is supposed to come and fix my baby for us, but he's taking forever to come to the house...but he's real quick to get to the house when he needs a place to crash, funny the way people are, huh?

 

"Duh, Mommy..."

Picking the kids up at the sitters today, I notice Little Man had his sneakers o with no socks. I remember sending him with a fresh pair of socks this morning.
"Baby, where are your socks?"
"I don't have them Mommy."
"Well, where are they?"
"I had to take them off because they were really dirty."
"Okay...." I'm looking at the sitter, she is smiling.
"We were playing over there in the dirt, and I was wearing my socks and htey got dirty so I took them off."
"Well, why didn't you put your sneakers on, or just take your socks off and play in your feet?"
"Because then my feet and my sneakers would get DIRTY."

We will never forget...