Another Driving Gripe

The people here never cease to amaze me.  There is this place that is a three way stop and the incoming traffic has the right of way.  Well, I was the incoming traffic and this guy waits until I am almost in front of him and pulls out.  I braked and swerved and missed him...and he yells for me to "@&$*(^ learn to drive!"  ::kablink, kablink::  Last time I checked, if I don't have a stop sign, I don't have to stop.  The people with stop signs have to stop.  But hey, maybe I'm not remembering correctly or maybe I missed a new rule.  Or maybe it was Opposite Day here on the friendly roadways.  On the way out, at the same intersection, I had to stop.  I waited for incoming traffic and as soon as the incoming traffic was through, about eight cars (who were not there when I pulled up!) all raced through the intersection nearly hitting me!  And I had the right of way.  Right of way means nothing here, trust me!

 

Fun with a Spouse

We went to the Mall tonight and I wanted a Colts T-Shirt.  I was so excited to see someplace here sold them.  So I picked out my shirt while the DH busily picked out his shirt.  ::cough cough:: His Bears shirt, that is.  Does he really care if the Bears win?  No, it will just be more fun to root for the opposite team of his wife.  At first we just kind of always rooted for opposite teams...but now we need shirts to do it.  I told him at our ten year mark, we need to have those big hands, hats, pennants, and whatever else and then we need to go around the neighborhood making a spectacle of ourselves while rooting for opposite teams.  After ten years of marriage, we are allowed to do that.  :-)  Just a way to add a little fun rivalry...but of course, if the Bears win (AS IF!), it won't be fun anymore. 

No words to title it

I really wish there were someone that understands me.  The only two people who ever understood me have passed on.  So that leaves me crying my tears in private.  If I try to talk about things....I just come off as witchy.  It's pretty simple, really.  Self-Defense.  If I am dying inside,  it's easier for me to come off as short and uncaring than to expose my feelings.  I suspect that nothing really matters anymore.

MommynwifeGal is who I am.  I just wish that Shel could come out to play, sometimes.

I'm hoping

I'm hoping tonight I get to get my sewing machine out and play on it.  So far it has just been sitting in the dining room.  When the kids go to bed, I have too much to do.  When they are awake, I feel like I would start something while they were playing...and then they would swarm me.  I'm probably right.  So maybe when two are at home I can try it, but not all four.  Or even three.  We have a stomach bug in the house, so I have Jacob home with us today.  Tomorrow I'm sure Alexia or Aidan will be here, lol.

I'm grinning from ear to ear

And it has been 24 hours since I received my big surprise!  DH came home yesterday and told me to go out to his vehicle and get something out of the trunk.  So I go out there thinking it is dog food or something he wants me to haul in.  Nope.  It was a brand new sewing machine...just for me! 

I am soooo happy!  I have been wanting one so I can teach myself to sew for over a year.  Thank you, Tigger!  I love him - even when he isn't giving me gifts.  <beg>

Branching out in our food choices

So the kids and I have been going through Weight Watchers Cookbooks and choosing new fruits and vegetables to try.  (New Recipes containing stuff we have never eaten before).  The results so far are as follows:

Jacob loves raw spinach and feta salads.  He thinks Endive rocks.  Star fruit is a definite star in his eyes.  Kiwi's are cool and devoured.  Horned Melons are a little on the weird side.  They were liquid inside?  Is that right?  Or was it over-ripe, lol. 

Alexia is my picky little eater.  Raw Spinach...bluck.  Endive...bluck.  Star fruit is A-OK.  Kiwi's...it depends on her mood.  Horned Melon were eh-eh...she ate it...but yeah, it's weird. 

Aidan is a little less picky, but still picky.  Raw Spinach...A-OK as long as it has dressing and cherry tomatoes with it, lol.  Endive...nope.  Star fruit...Yum!  Kiwi...Yum!  Horned Melon...ewwwwe, Mommy!

Time with the Birthday Boy

The baby took a nap and Daddy is home today, so on the spur of the moment the Birthday Boy and I took a trip to the mall.  We played in the play area, went to Build-A-Bear, got some pretzels, and got Daddy lunch (ha!).  We had a very fun time.  Then when we got home we danced to the Build-A-Bear Birthday CD.  They were nice enough to give him a goody bag for his Birthday when he told them he was Four today!

Happy Birthday to my baby boy!

Aidan is four today!  I can't believe it.  He is getting so big. 

His day didn't quite start out as I had planned.  I slept through my alarm and the kids woke me up at 8:30 saying that "Jacob's bus was in front of the house, but it left!"  Yikes!  So I hurriedly ushered Aidan to get dressed, pinned a "Birthday Boy" pin on him, and got him out the door with a backpack full of goody bags just in time for the bus.  Then I had to usher Jacob out the door so I could take him to school.  Of course the doors on my vehicle were frozen shut.  Just to make things more fun.  But everyone got off to school safely.

Tonight we plan on taking the kids to Chuck 'E Cheese and eat dinner and play.  Then home to have cupcakes and open the Birthday Boy's present.  A quiet family celebration. 

I still remember the first time I held you in my arms, Aidan.  Mommy loves you!  Happy Birthday!

You are it

You are it!!!!

I WANNA KNOW YOU...I want to know 26 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other.  So let me know who I am friends with.

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6. What was the last book you read?


7. Are you Dirty or Clean?


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She got me

My daughter that is.  Earlier when I was giving the kids baths she came up and touched my hair.  I asked her what she was doing, and she said she was just patting it because she loves me.   So I put all of the kids to bed, dh got home, and I ran to the store quickly to get goody bags for Aidan to take to school tomorrow.  Well, as I am sitting here relaxing, I reached up to scratch my head underneath my pony tail, and there were four or five colorful "confetti" snow flakes in my hair...

                      ...that explains the snickers I received at the store. 

It has begun

I started following Weight Watchers Flex Plan today.  Wish me luck. 

The hubby is being ever supportive.  His comments are hurtful.  "I'll believe it when I see it" and "You won't do it."  I am just going to have to ignore his negativism. 

I must admit to myself...

...that I no longer dread bedtime for my youngest.  Since we weaned and adjusted, things are so pleasant and calm at bedtime.  I put him in his jammies/change his diaper, read him a book, sing him a song - and then I put him in his crib.  Wow.  And he lies down and hugs his duck and smiles at his singing bunny.  I give his back a little rub and I leave the room.  End of story.  We worked toward this for such a long time.  He also sleeps all night.  I don't know what to do with myself with all of this sleep!  It was a difficult couple of weeks while we both adjusted, but things are wonderful now! 

Sock it to me!

I mean, come on!  What is with socks?  First, the washing machine eats them.  I am lucky enough currently to be able to pull back the rubber flap and pull my socks out of my washing machines "mouth."   If the socks survive the washing machine and the dryer, they end up in every corner of your house.  Especially those little baby/toddler/preschooler socks.  I have bags and bags of socks that one day don't have matches, and the next day the matches seem to have plopped out of the vents and are just lying on the floor taunting me.  "I know you were looking for me yesterday!  Neener neener!"  Ugh.  Matching socks is so not my thing.  I keep saying I am going to follow someone's suggestion and have "Sock matching Day" once a week.  Where I dump them in the middle of the living room and the kids help me match them.  I know the socks will slither off and hide under furniture, though...

So how are the projects coming?

Well, let's see.  I'm still overly plump.  No loss.  Haven't started anything.  However, my Weight Watcher's books are on the way.  Yay!  I have had a lot of luck with Weight Watcher's in the past.  It is very easy and clear cut.  It's not too confusing for my already confused mind.  In the past, I lost and then became pregnant.  Or I lost and then couldn't access my information anymore.  So this time I am just buying the books so I will have them.  Wish me luck!

As for the exercise my middle finger has been getting...it has only done a "sit up" once this week.  That's pretty impressive, considering I have been driving quite a bit.  And the people around here still can't drive worth a phooey.

Hmm, let's see.  What were my other projects?  De-cluttering is getting there.  One large bag of clothes went off to be donated.  One more large bag is waiting to be mailed to a friend.  I still have to clean out Robby's drawers before I mail that one.  I just threw out a lot of old school papers of the kids.  I kept some, but tossed most.

The kid's bathroom is also coming along.  I have the first coat of yellow on it.  I will do the second coat tomorrow.  It's not coming out like I had envisioned.  The paint looks a lot brighter on the walls than it did on the little sample card.  Hmmm.  Maybe it will look paler when dry.  Cross your fingers.

And ending that is a new beginning

One of the things that has been really affecting me so far in this New Year is the fact that Robby has been weaned.  We kept our nursing relationship going for eighteen and a half months.  It had gotten to the point where Robby would only nurse at nap-time and then bedtime.  And then he would nurse whenever he woke up at night.  And then it progressed to the point where even nursing wouldn't settle him down for the night.  I suspected my supply was almost nil, and I was right.  I started slow weaning him last Wednesday.  It was so hard on both of us.  I didn't allow him to nurse to sleep.  He was so angry with me.  During the next day, though, I let him comfort nurse.  He nursed all that day and I didn't even know it would be the last day I was able to nurse him.  :-(  The next morning, last Friday, I woke up with the world spinning.  My doctor put me on medications that all came with warning labels about nursing.  I had to make a decision.  I was unable to function, and the weaning had already begun.  So I just didn't' nurse for the next few days while I had to take the meds to function.  I quit taking the meds ASAP, but he had already recognized that the Num Num's were bye-bye.  :-(  On a positive note, it has been a wonderful thing for both of us.  He sleeps better.  More importantly...for the first time in eighteen and a half months, I can hold and cuddle my baby and be doing just that - cuddling.  Up until we weaned, he would not allow me to just hold him.  He had to be nursing.  I haven't known the joy of holding my baby just for the sake of holding and cuddling him for a very long time.  We are really enjoying our cuddle time.  He will lay on me in the wee hours of the morning for an hour all snuggled up to me.  We are both content with him no longer being my little nursling.  I showed no signs of pain or leaking or anything.  It was defiantly time. 

New Year Projects

This year I have a couple of projects I am working on.  The first project is myself.  I need to lose weight.  I have been brushing my hair and putting on Make-up everyday.  Just some little self-esteem boosters.  What have I done so far for weight loss?  Oh, I worked very hard to e-mail the husband some things to print out for me.  Hard work, I tell you.  Tips and stuff.  Having them printed out and sitting on your night stand is half of the battle!  Within this same project (myself), I want to become a nicer person.  Sounds kind of generic, but my middle finger is getting buff from overuse.  In my defense...these people around here seriously need to know how to drive.  Since when is it OK to pass people on the shoulder of the highway?  And just yesterday I was sitting in the middle turn lane (you know, the one where both directions can use it as a turn lane?) and some car pulls out in front of me (making a left turn) into the turn lane.  Um, I was sitting there!  To say the least she starts cussing me out, (windows were open, it was warm), and she pulls into oncoming traffic to go around me.  So I smiled politely and let my middle finger get some exercise.  To the best of my knowledge, the person making the left turn onto the road needs to yield to those already sitting in the turn lane, yes?  ::shrug::  Anyway...you can see that my middle finger needs to get a little lazy and not be so buff.  It's not like it's trying to get ready for bikini season or anything.

My next project is pretty simple:  de-clutter.  I'm taking the first step tomorrow by putting out a bunch of clothes for donation.  It's a very important step for me.  Alexia's baby clothes are going bye-bye.  ::sob::  I just have to accept that she won't be fitting into those 3-6 month sized clothes anymore.  This project will be on-going for the year.  I started out pretty well.  On Christmas Eve I sent three boxes of baby toys home with my Aunt.  Her Granddaughter is frequently there/living there with her baby boy, so I figured they could use them. 

The third project is a little scary for me.  I finally got tired of our ugly bathrooms.  So one by one, I am changing them.  The kids bathroom is first.  For whatever reason the previous owner did not put a primer on the wall before he painted.  So I have brown water stains on my wall.  Yuck!  So right now I have the first coat of primer on there.   I will be putting on the second coat shortly after the kids go to bed.  I will be sure to post before and after pictures.

Over the next couple weeks I will be doing an update on each of the children again.  I might even get around to posting pictures this time.  I'm very bad at that.