Tuesday, September 30, 2008
On Friday, he was apparently running around his classroom which he knows he's not allowed to do. He was given a warning and he still didn't stop and so he was placed in time out.
When he got home and told me this I was asking him why he wasn't listening. He is forever telling me what happened but not why it happened. We can talk ourselves in circles. Take for instance this:
Me: Why did you get in trouble?
Boy 1: I was running around.
Me: Why were you running around?
Boy 1: Well Ms. ---- told me to stop and I didn't.
Me: Ok, I understand that but why were you running.
Boy 1: Because I wasn't walking.
Me: Ok, but why weren't you walking.
Boy 1: Because I was running.
So you see how this can go and it can get quite annoying. On Friday I explained to him that I knew WHAT happened that got him in trouble but I wanted to know why he wasn't listening to his teacher.
Boy 1: **complete silence**
Boy 1: Would you like for me to tell you?
Yes, I want you to tell me!! This has been the whole point of this conversation!! Please tell me!!
And in the end, I still never got an answer. I guess it's pretty much hopeless trying to get anything out of an almost 5 year old!
Monday, September 29, 2008
This article was titled Bumper Stickers and Aggressive Drivers. Essentially the article was saying (according to some professor at Colorado State University) that the number of decals/bumper stickers you displayed on your vehicle was able to predict who the aggressive drivers were on the road.
The article says:
Their mere presence tags you as someone caught up in a territorial state of mind. Basically, by marking your car, you are saying that this piece of mobile territory is your personal space, like your home, and the streets you travel along are also yours. You feel you literally own the road.
Consequently, any driver who impedes your progress, cuts you off, or goes too slowly, elicits explosive anger out of proportion to the provocation and can produce aggressive driving to avenge the perceived slight.
My first impression is this is a bunch of crap. When I think of aggressive drivers I think of fast sports cars and those owners take pride in their vehicles and wouldn't dare put any sort of sticker on it. And I have a Dallas Cowboys decal on my truck and while yes I get annoyed with people that can't drive - I wouldn't consider myself an aggressive driver.
So what do you think? Do you think this holds any truth or is it just a bunch of crap? I'd be interested in hearing your opinions as I know I will definitely be paying attention to aggressive drivers while on the road.
[Editor's Note: "My husband" was offended that I didn't call him Shitface - so it has now been corrected!]
Friday, September 26, 2008
Why so long? Well do you remember this post? Yea, from way back in May! (It was actually my first post ever!)
These were the cause of this post.
I've been absolutely terrified to try to make them again for fear of what might happen!
But I did it. And I didn't burn the house down. And they didn't catch on fire! And they actually didn't taste that bad!
Yay Me!! Un-rationale fear overcome!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Well this of course:
Oh wait, maybe I had one too many of those - that one's a little blurry.
Okay, here is a better one:
Oh, you still don't know what that is.....
Well that, thanks to my most recent TTT is an awesome "drink" that I was introduced to. And it's really easy to make too:
1. You put some blueberries in the bottom of a cup and smush them up a bit.
2. Then you add the blueberry vodka (we used 2 shots).
3. Then you add ice.
4. Finally you add lemonade.
Wala! An awesome drink. I'm sure it has a name - but I don't know what it is. Anyone know what to call it?
Enjoy! (But be warned that these go down easy!!)
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
However, we're walking through the grocery store the other day in the milk section buying not only regular milk but Lactaid for Boy 2 as well. (That's a whole other story that I've never told.) For whatever reason she decided to take an extreme interest in the types of milk that particular day.
She is walking along slowly studying each one as she stops at one. (I don't know which one though.) She points at is and says, "Mom is this one made from cow's pee too?"
ME: What?!?!? Who told you that milk is made from cows pee?
GIRL: Well Mom, haven't you seen them get the milk? They pee it out.
ME: No, Honey. That's not how it works.
GIRL: Well how does it work?
ME: Well, it comes from their utters.
GIRL: What's that?
ME: Well, have you ever seen a mommy feed her baby using these (as I point to my boobs)?
ME: Well its like the same thing. Mommy's make milk for their babies just like cows make milk.
GIRL: Oh, ok.
She seemed content with the answer and didn't ask any more questions. Hopefully I didn't give too much information and scar her for life!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Shitface is currently on a boat out in the Atlantic Ocean traveling from Ft. Eustis, Virginia to Savannah, Georgia. (It's part of their celestial training for school.)
He actually got a chance to call home the other day (the cell signal in the Atlantic Ocean - yeah, not always so good!) and talk to the kids. Boy 1 was talking to him when he some how accidentally hits the talk button which serves as both the flash button and the hang up button.
He runs to me with the phone telling me he hit a button. I realize quickly what he did and hit the button again - luckily enough Shitface was still there on the line. As I had the phone back to Boy 1 he says:
Sorry Dad, sometimes things just happen!
I guess it's a good thing he didn't say, "Sorry Dad, sometimes SHIT happens!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Does it look better? Worse? No difference?
Is there anything you would suggest I do. All suggestions are welcome :-)
Thanks in advance for your help.
P.S. I just realized I've hit 100 posts!! Woo Hoo!!
[Update: I've added/changed a few more things today. And I think I'm done. This HTML crap is just too hard for me!]
He went to this school before we left for the summer and after our return we put him back into the same school since we were pleased with it. However, upon our return we found out that there is a new teacher teaching his class, Ms. Mickey (names have been changed) Not too big of a deal....or so I thought.
It appears that we have a communication issue which I assume is because I'm not in there everyday since they provide the transportation. I've tried leaving notes in bookbag or in his homework book - which are never read, (I guess they give him homework for no reason since they never check it) I've called several times and discussed my concerns with the owner of the school and everything will be fine for a day or two.
But for the past few weeks Boy 1 comes home saying things like:
- Ms. Mickey says you need to put my breakfast in this bag. (of course he is fed there so I was confused...)
- Ms. Mickey says you need to put my name on my lunch box. (I've never been a fan of doing this for safety issues - I'd rather him loose it)
- Ms. Mickey says you need to get me school supplies (I already did this!!)
- Ms. Mickey says you need to help me with my homework. (I do help, but I refuse to do it!)
- Ms. Mickey says you need to buy me new shoe laces. (WTF?)
"You tell Ms. Mickey that you're not a messenger and that if she has something to tell me she needs to write me a note or call!"
After I told him that I was smacking myself in the head. While I think it would probably be pretty funny if he said it, it's probably not the best way to handle the situation. I guess only time will tell if he actually says anything to her. For now I'm still in the clear..
Friday, September 19, 2008
Of course, I made the mistake of coming into the room while he was doing them...which was a cause of long drawn out political discussions that didn't need to take place AGAIN! I did however, learn that we interpret a lot of questions completely differently.
Here are the his results from just one of his tests to prove me point:
What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In?
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|You scored as Republican|
I guess it's true when the say that opposites attract!
Has anyone taken these tests?
Thursday, September 18, 2008
So here is a list of the things I apparently need:
1. some help drinking apparently. Actually, I think I have that one under control.
2. to either wake up or start getting some extra will power. Really I thought my will power was just fine.
3. a meal. Sometimes I do but I just ate. Maybe later.
4. a new pair of shoes. What girl doesn't need a new pair!
5. her prince! I already have him :-)
6. a break. Okay, I can agree with this one.
7. a home. I'd like a new one but the one I have will do for now.
8. help. Help with what? Cleaning house - sure!
9. needs prayers. Everyone can always use some prayers.
10. rehab. Now I have to disagree with this one. Unless there's a shopping rehab!
Now you go try and let me know what things you need!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
This stuff is awesome!
For those of you who only internet-know me: I live in an olderish house that until recently, the basement (aka master) bathroom had no ventilation. For the past two years mildew was/still is a problem that we're forever fighting - and constantly losing the battle to! (Yes, we have the fan installed now - but I still can't get into the habit of turning it on e.v.e.r.y time!)
I've tried everything to get that damn tub clean and nothing works! I normally get so frustrated that I leave the tub cleaning to Shitface. However, since Shitface has been gone - it had gotten quite out of hand. I mean scary out of hand!
When Mom said she was coming to spend the night I figured I had to do something and do something quick, so she wouldn't scold me over the condition of my tub. (Okay, she really would not of scolded me but I still didn't want her to see it - it was gross!)
Then I see this commercial and think, "Yea, right. This stuff isn't going to work." But out of desperation of wanting to have a clean bathroom I went out to buy it.
I sprayed it on and left it be. And while I did leave it on for longer then recommended (so sue me, I get easily distracted) when I had gone back to check on it, the tub was spotless! I didn't even have to wipe it as the directions said. No getting on my hands and knees to scrub the tub - NOTHING! I couldn't believe it! (This stuff has easily given me a 10 years of my life back that I would have spent scrubbing tubs!)
While this product is suppose to have a "fresh scent", I do have to disagree - that is unless you find the smell of bleach fresh. The gel is suppose to reduce the fumes, blah, blah, blah. But in my mind, that is only a small price to pay to have a spotless tub.
So come on over guests and use my tub. Just make sure you let me know you're coming first so I can kick everyone else out of it!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
We had taken the kids to Water Country USA and as we're walking into the park Shitface and I are goofing off. Not really doing anything in particular - just being goofy.
Boy 1 comes up to Shitface and says:
Dad, can't you just act like you're cool and not weird! You're embarassing me!
And he's only 4! If he thinks we're embarassing now wait until he gets older and brings girls home and I get all the naked tub pictures out! Ok maybe I won't do that...but I have it as black mail if I need it!
Monday, September 15, 2008
I however, always have hated to run! I just can't stand it!! If I'm running on a soccer field for a purpose, it's one thing. But to run for no reason - hate it!
I figured this time 'round at the gym I would skip the treadmill and work on the elliptical machines instead. And while I still don't get any enjoyment out of it, I have realized that if I can make it through the first 1.5 miles then I'm fine. I can continue on up to 5 miles and not have a problem.
But damn getting past that 1.5 miles is a bitch some days! At least I have the entertainment of some others in the gym to keep me going. What am I talking about you ask?
Well let me first explain, that being military I go to the military gym - because it's free. Not because I really like it there but because it's FREE! I am lucky enough that when I get in there most of them are hitting the showers so it's really not crowded.
However there are those that straggle behind.
Like the one guy who is always on the stair stepper machine. Every day for 20-30 minutes. He reads his magazine and up until the other day, I had never heard him say a word to anyone. And still I haven't heard him say anything to another person. Just the fan that he cursed out! Seriously, he told this fan off like there was no tomorrow. Maybe he was practicing - who knows! All I know, is I now think he's really weird and I'm kind of glad he's never said anything to me.
And then there's the girl - the channel changer as I've named her - and can't stand. There will be several of us on the cardio equipment watching TV as we go. And here comes the channel changer girl and she just changes the channel. She doesn't say anything to anyone just up and changes it. The rest of us look around like uhhhh...we're here and we were watching that.
Of course, I'm not the one to create confrontation so I leave it alone. But the other day she comes and and changes it to Saved by the Bell!! Are you kidding me? And turns it up really loud!! We're at the gym for crying out loud. How am I suppose to work out to that? And then to make matters worse she then proceeds to put ear phones in!!
Well I had, had it! What did I do you ask? Nothing of course. I'm a wimp, remember. Someone else apprently did say something to management though because there were signs up within 20 minutes telling people (HER) not to change channels. It was kind of funny and she hasn't touched them since then.
And then you have the people who finish working out on a piece of equipment and then just get up and leave. What are they suppose to do you ask if you're a non-gym goer? You're suppose to clean it off with one of the gazillion bottles of sanitizer and rags sitting around the room. I don't want to work out on something that is covered in someone else's sweat!
And in case your wondering and in case you missed it in my post the other day - I've lost 9 pounds so far!! Yay Me!!
So, do you have any opinions about the gym, any funny stories, any words of encouragement to keep me going? They're all welcome.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
So here are a few that I have:
Crazy 8 is an awesome kids clothing store. Right now they have a super baby sale and items start at $4.99. (Don't tell my kids but I've already started my Christmas shopping with this sale!) You can also use promo code FREE10 to receive $10 off your $30 order. And shipping there is always a flat $5.00! One more thing - if you sign up for their emails they'll send you another coupon for $10 off!
Right now at Lowe's you can use promo code 470041768705146 and receive 10% off your order!
Of course as always, I have a TON of E.L.F codes for you:
- Use EGBOOSTAI until 9/15 to receive a free mineral booster with your $25 order
- Use EGLIPST until 9/15 to receive a free mineral lipstick with your $20 order
- Use EGGOBROJ until 10/1 to receive a free healthy glow bronzing powder with your $20 order
- Use EGRESCT until 9/30 and receive a free $25 Gift Card to Restaurant.com. (If you don't know about Restaurant.com you should really check it out!)
Not only does Old Navy have a baby sale going on now, you can also use promo code L6J7MTFYQX31 and receive 40% off a single adult item. (Unfortunately, you can't use it in the clearance section though.) Good until 9/18.
American Eagle is offering 15% off of everything until 9/16 using promo code 94830857.
Hope you enjoy your Saturday doing some shopping. And if you'd like to buy me something - feel free :-)
Friday, September 12, 2008
I generally try to avoid speaking about it at all costs where as he loves to prove his point. At times if I do discuss it with him - it's like hitting a brick wall. Over and over and over again! No matter what I say if it's not what he thinks then I'm wrong.
And I'm ok with that really. Not with being wrong (because I know I'm not) but with letting him think that I'm wrong. The battle over politics is not one that I wish to spend my little bit of free time on.
However, with the election drawing closer, I've realized that I still have NO idea who I'm going to be voting for. If I had to vote today - I'd be writing in Mickey Mouse!
So that leads me to today's topic. I was visiting over at Mommy Pie the other day and she had taken several political quizzes to see where she stood. I figured maybe I should do this too so I'm not voting for Mickey Mouse this election year.
Here are the results of the first one:
What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In?
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|You scored as Anarchism|
So onto the next one:
So from taking this quiz, it appears that maybe I should vote for Mickey Mouse because I obviously don't think like many others.
So here is one more...
According to your answers, the political group that agrees with you most is...
CONSERVATIVES tend to favor economic freedom, but frequently
support laws to restrict personal behavior that violates "traditional
values." They oppose excessive government control of business,
while endorsing government action to defend morality and the
traditional family structure. Conservatives usually support a strong
military, oppose bureaucracy and high taxes, favor a free-market
economy, and endorse strong law enforcement.
So after all of this, you ask how I'm going to vote?
Beats the hell outta me!! Still clueless!!
Ok, ok, so I had to find one more that related to this election a little more. I found this one.
Below are the candidates ranked by how much you agree with their stances.
Roe vs. Wade
Roe vs. Wade
And still, while this one seems pretty cut and dry, I don't know if that is the right decision for me.
Yea, I think I'm still gonna vote for Mickey Mouse. At least I can still say I voted!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Anyway, Labor Day weekend we went down to Virginia to visit with Shitface so he wouldn't have to make the drive home....AGAIN! And I didn't mind since it was a long weekend.
On Sunday we took the kids to the Jamestown Settlement. It was one of those things that was on my list of things to do this summer that we just never got to. It was pretty neat though, in that they had a fort that they kids got to explore, the re-created ships that brought the settlers over and an Indian village.
As we're walking around we're of course explaining to Girl and Boy 1 what everything was and how they did things back in those days.
We're walking through the huts in the Indian village where they are tons of animal skins, bow and arrows, bowls...you know the things they made and used in order to survive. When we come across this:
I was pretty sure that we knew what we talking about until I heard this come from Shitface....
SF: This is what they used to catch butterflys.
Me: No it's not!! It's what they used to catch fish!!
SF: Oh yea, that makes sense.
So then I was forced to conclude that maybe only I knew what I was talking about! And he's the one that's suppose to be the history buff!
And then to make it even worse, a few minutes later this boy comes up, he couldn't of been older then 10, and tells his father that they used "this" to catch fish.
Even 10 year olds are smarter than my husband!
Needless to say he hasn't been able to live that one down!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
But obviously that didn't happen. So I've now decided that if I want to actually do this "blog" thing then I need to suck it up and drive on. Which reminds me by the way of a magnet I have on my fridge:
So here I am. I hope that during my hiatus I didn't loose all of my readers, if I actually did in fact have any to begin with.....
So what have I been doing with all my time that I'm not blogging you ask?
Well between getting the kids to school/daycare, going to the gym, meeting with clients, picking the kids up, feeding them dinner, going to soccer 3 nights a week, putting them to bed and getting a cold for the second time in less then two weeks - NOTHING!
I'm really having a hard time comprehending why my world just seems so f'ed up right now. I can't seem to come up with a routine to save my life! Before we went to VA for the summer I felt that I had things under control. While we only had sports two nights a week - I really can't see how one extra night is throwing my schedule off so far! And Boy 2 is in daycare full-time now so you would think I would have extra time - but I don't!
The only thing I have been able to do in any sort of routine is get to the gym first thing after dropping the kids at daycare. And in case you're wondering - I've lost 9 pounds so far!! Yay Me! I have some stories to tell about the gym but those will have to come at a later time as now I'm off to pick the kids up.
Hopefully I'll be able to get something up tomorrow besides rambling and complaining.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Seriously, I wake up 10-15 times a night! And it could be for various things.
Take for instance, one night:
11:20 - dog footsteps. I think it's a kid so I get up to check on them.
12:00 - exhaust vent thingy outside falling during a storm. (yes, noises outside) I have no idea what it is so I rush upstairs to see what it is and can't find anything. (The next day I found the cause of the noise)
1:30 - alarm system beeping. Sensor 4 (bathroom window) low battery. (Are you kidding me!!)
2:15 - more footsteps. I get up to check again and nothing - the dog is sleeping. I must of imagined it.
3:30 - waking up for no apparent reason.
5:00 - Boy 2 up playing in his crib. (I can hear it through the monitor)
6:00 - Boy 2 screaming to get up.
6:05 - The alarm goes off!
The next night:
11:16 - Boy 2 awake playing in his crib.
11:47 - Boy 2 awake and screaming! I go upstairs to comfort him. However, every time I go to walk out of the room he screams again. He picks his head up every two seconds to ensure I'm still there.
12:12 - I give up and go back downstairs. Boy 2 is still screaming and I'm hoping he'll stop soon before waking up Boy 1 and Girl.
12:18 - Girl comes downstairs to inform me Boy 2 is screaming. (Duh!!) I tell her to go back upstairs.
12:45ish - I finally fall asleep.
1:50 - I wake up and swear I hear breathing. I think it's the dog. I look around no dog in sight and door still closed. I must have imagined it.
3:40 - Footsteps. Again they appear to be imaginary as I can't find the source of them.
5:00 - Boy 2 awake and playing in crib.
6:05 - Alarm goes off.
And I could go on for just about every night in the past two weeks! Same thing - every night!
By Friday I was exhausted. I skipped the gym and came home. (Only after driving all the way to the gym and sitting in the parking lot...) I slept from 8am to noon! I woke up and figured I was just taking the day off :-)
I did get some good sleep over the weekend though. Back in the arms of Shitface this weekend, I slept sound as could be. And he let me sleep in both Sunday and Monday until 10am!! It was awesome.
Of course last night back here in Maryland - I slept like CRAP - Again!
Maybe one night things will get back to normal...until then expect in frequent posting as I never know if I'll be too tired to think of something worth while to blog about.
Wish me luck!!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Back to the post at hand....
Boy 1 really didn't say anything great this week. (Or maybe it's that things have been so chaotic that I haven't been able to take note of them??)
Anyway, I had to pull from his journal (pre-blog) for something for today's From the Mouth of...
We were all in the truck. Boy 1 was in the third row seat, Girl and Boy 2 were in the second row seat. Boy 1 and Girl were arguing (about who knows what – they do this all the time these days) and Boy 1 says:
Boy 1: Girl, stop acting like an ackjass
Me: A what?
Boy 1: An ackjass
Me: Do you mean a jackass?
Boy 1: Yea, that is it – a jackass!
Me: Ok, don’t ever say that word again!