If you take a shower and get dressed in the afternoon just before picking up kids from school... you might be a mom. If your 19 year old daughter calls and asks what you're doing and you tell her you're getting ready to dry your hair and she asks, "Why? Where are you going?" ... You might be a mom. If you're so proud of yourself you text your friend down the street to tell her you took a shower and she tells you to stop bragging... you might be a mom. If the clothes you pick out to wear smell like dust... you might be a mom. If you put them on anyway and then notice they also have paint on them... you might be a mom.
Either that or I'm pathetic and need new clothes! And loftier goals! LOL
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Who's Sick???
At one time, my oldest daughter asked what I did all day long. Yeah, she didn't make that mistake again. But for anyone who is wondering... come on over. Seriously, come on over and just take a look at this thing called my house that resembles a war zone. Because whatever it is that I do, I did NOT do yesterday. And do you think anyone cares??? Nope, not a one. So here I am, cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning. It really does not pay to be sick. One day laying in bed, dozing... because you can not truly sleep with a 3 year old who likes to open your eyelids and ask if you're sleeping, and I'm going to pay for it for days. But go ahead and leave the dishes in the sink, clothes in the floor and by the way, since mom is down for the count, don't put anything where it belongs since she's not looking. That's helpful. Kids... gotta love 'em.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Happy Saturday to Me!
So I wake up this morning and Greg, Charli and Nicole are gone to practice/try-outs. Nicole spent the night last night so she could go to the Welcome Back Dance with Charli. They had a good time, I went to bed on time, got a full 8 hours and woke up to stormy skies and a little bit of rain. It was great!
Then Lacey calls me and tells me she owes $336 for tuition. But I've already paid tuition. In fact, it had gone up 10% and I paid that, in full back in July. So I go on-line to find out what this $336 business is about and well, CSU decided in it's infinite wisdom to increase the tuition and fees. Just like that. No matter that I had already paid, no don't think about putting it on for next semester, they want $336 and they want it now. Whoopee!
So I go to my online banking to see if there's any blood in that turnip. I was told that Greg's getting a 10% cut in pay starting September. I don't know who keeps the calendar at that company but 8/15 is NOT September. Yup ~ they cut his pay.
This is after the night before when Taylor tells me her truck is not running well and is trying to describe all the noises it's making. Special. And we had to buy a car for Greg so now I have a payment that I didn't have. And my kid's softball organization decided that they needed all new matching uniforms and cleats and bags that's going to cost us $2000 per kid. Yeah, I don't think so. Looks like it's time to find a new team. Well, it's not really the team, it's the organization and you know what, we don't need to be part of that. Seriously.
Then I get a text from Taylor saying that her friend's dad died. Mom got up to go get coffee, came back to bed and he wasn't breathing. WELL ~ If that didn't put things in perspective for me, I don't know what will. She asked me to pray for the family. I did and did a little "Thank You God" for us.
The two little kids are fighting, Lacey says she should just quit school and I opened a beer at 11:30am this morning.
I have a new theme song by the way... "God is great, beer is good.... and people are crazy!"
It's my ringtone now.
Happy Saturday!!
PS ~ I had some really great stories but it's kinda pointless to go on about that right now. ;o)
Then Lacey calls me and tells me she owes $336 for tuition. But I've already paid tuition. In fact, it had gone up 10% and I paid that, in full back in July. So I go on-line to find out what this $336 business is about and well, CSU decided in it's infinite wisdom to increase the tuition and fees. Just like that. No matter that I had already paid, no don't think about putting it on for next semester, they want $336 and they want it now. Whoopee!
So I go to my online banking to see if there's any blood in that turnip. I was told that Greg's getting a 10% cut in pay starting September. I don't know who keeps the calendar at that company but 8/15 is NOT September. Yup ~ they cut his pay.
This is after the night before when Taylor tells me her truck is not running well and is trying to describe all the noises it's making. Special. And we had to buy a car for Greg so now I have a payment that I didn't have. And my kid's softball organization decided that they needed all new matching uniforms and cleats and bags that's going to cost us $2000 per kid. Yeah, I don't think so. Looks like it's time to find a new team. Well, it's not really the team, it's the organization and you know what, we don't need to be part of that. Seriously.
Then I get a text from Taylor saying that her friend's dad died. Mom got up to go get coffee, came back to bed and he wasn't breathing. WELL ~ If that didn't put things in perspective for me, I don't know what will. She asked me to pray for the family. I did and did a little "Thank You God" for us.
The two little kids are fighting, Lacey says she should just quit school and I opened a beer at 11:30am this morning.
I have a new theme song by the way... "God is great, beer is good.... and people are crazy!"
It's my ringtone now.
Happy Saturday!!
PS ~ I had some really great stories but it's kinda pointless to go on about that right now. ;o)
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Good Day!
Well sorta. First of all I want to let everyone know I showered and shaved my legs. And I blow dried my hair and put make-up on. Yes, I did and yes, I had somewhere to go and no, it wasn't to the market.
I cleaned the kitchen, because I was right, the dishes fairy did not come last night. Then I sorted laundry and had a really good time with that, you can see my earlier post to see how much fun. Then I did laundry and while I was sitting around eating bon bons watching my rear end get bigger I blogged and took a look around facebook. 'Cause I'm a busy gal. Then I cleaned out the refridgerator and that, well, that took some time and effort. But I got it done. I'm only telling you the interesting stuff as I'm sure you don't want to hear about what I picked up and where I put it and how many times I went up and down the stairs because really, that's all I do all day. ALL DAY LONG.
After getting all gussied up, well, looking human, I picked up Georgi from school then promptly left to pick up Charli and her friends. I came back home, sent an e-mail for Greg, printed out a new sudoku puzzle ('cause I'm addicted I tell ya) and did some more laundry. Oh that laundry, it's fun.
Had to drive out to Ontario to drop Charli off at practice because Greg has Tuesday night meetings and it's convenient for me to do that when his meeting is all of 15 minutes away. I don't know why people don't consult with me first before they decide to make Tuesday a practice night or anything else. Geez, I've sent enough memo's. Then I had to rush back for Georgi's "Back to School Night". Never mind that I've been to this particular one 4 times now, had to go. Made it barely in time (Sorry, had to go clean up pee... again. This time she was standing on the toilet putting lipstick on, because you know, that's waaaaaaaaay more important than peeing in a toilet.) for the second little dog and pony show and thought I'd just pull into the school instead of going home. Nope, closest parking was my own dang driveway.
Now I'm home, doing more laundry and waiting for "Big Brother" to start. And I'm blogging because no one is actually on the computer. That's why you get to know about my really exciting day. Aren't you thrilled?
Oh, Gianna said she had to put on lipstick because she has a dance performance later. Well then, I guess that's okay that you peed on top of the toilet! Ugh! And now since she's in here with me she's informed me that when she grows up she's going to have a big bum. Isn't that lovely?These are the things she thinks up. I keep tying the same blanket around her waist because it is not big enough and I tell her this but she comes back every few minutes when it falls off and I tie it again.
Yup, it was a good day. Now she's crying. I'm going to go shove a couple of handfuls of chocolate chips in my mouth, that'll fix anything.
I cleaned the kitchen, because I was right, the dishes fairy did not come last night. Then I sorted laundry and had a really good time with that, you can see my earlier post to see how much fun. Then I did laundry and while I was sitting around eating bon bons watching my rear end get bigger I blogged and took a look around facebook. 'Cause I'm a busy gal. Then I cleaned out the refridgerator and that, well, that took some time and effort. But I got it done. I'm only telling you the interesting stuff as I'm sure you don't want to hear about what I picked up and where I put it and how many times I went up and down the stairs because really, that's all I do all day. ALL DAY LONG.
After getting all gussied up, well, looking human, I picked up Georgi from school then promptly left to pick up Charli and her friends. I came back home, sent an e-mail for Greg, printed out a new sudoku puzzle ('cause I'm addicted I tell ya) and did some more laundry. Oh that laundry, it's fun.
Had to drive out to Ontario to drop Charli off at practice because Greg has Tuesday night meetings and it's convenient for me to do that when his meeting is all of 15 minutes away. I don't know why people don't consult with me first before they decide to make Tuesday a practice night or anything else. Geez, I've sent enough memo's. Then I had to rush back for Georgi's "Back to School Night". Never mind that I've been to this particular one 4 times now, had to go. Made it barely in time (Sorry, had to go clean up pee... again. This time she was standing on the toilet putting lipstick on, because you know, that's waaaaaaaaay more important than peeing in a toilet.) for the second little dog and pony show and thought I'd just pull into the school instead of going home. Nope, closest parking was my own dang driveway.
Now I'm home, doing more laundry and waiting for "Big Brother" to start. And I'm blogging because no one is actually on the computer. That's why you get to know about my really exciting day. Aren't you thrilled?
Oh, Gianna said she had to put on lipstick because she has a dance performance later. Well then, I guess that's okay that you peed on top of the toilet! Ugh! And now since she's in here with me she's informed me that when she grows up she's going to have a big bum. Isn't that lovely?These are the things she thinks up. I keep tying the same blanket around her waist because it is not big enough and I tell her this but she comes back every few minutes when it falls off and I tie it again.
Yup, it was a good day. Now she's crying. I'm going to go shove a couple of handfuls of chocolate chips in my mouth, that'll fix anything.
Laundry Day
Wooohoo it's laundry day. Technically, yesterday was but since I didn't feel like it, it's now today. Not that anyone cares but really, how hard is it to turn your socks right side out? And why is it that Charli with all her softball stuff brings home more red clay than what she leaves on the field? It's in her socks, the ones she doesn't turn right side out and when I do... oops, there it is on the floor. Her sports bra, really? How do you get that stuff on a sports bra? Aren't you wearing a shirt? I know you are because that's covered in it as well. And how is it that Georgi, who does not play softball, has a white shirt that is covered in red clay? That one just boggled my mind today. She hasn't even been to a field in two weeks! I think I have carpel tunnel from spraying so much spray-n-wash!
Who's idea was it to get all these people white clothes?? My shirts have chili on the sleeve because Gianna used it for a napkin last weekend. All of my white t-shirts are hand me downs from my husband or shirts he gets from his customers. Yeah, I wear white but I don't buy them. I have juice spills and dirt, pen marks and jelly, paint and dog hair because it's very difficult to walk through life with a 3 year old wrapped around your ankle. That's my excuse, what's up with my family? Greg fixed the sprinklers in a brand new white shirt. Really? That sounded like a good idea??? Then he gets the pvc glue on it and I'm asking him why? Just why? He says, "What? You can't get it out?" And in my sweet, sweet wifey voice I say, "Are you freaking kidding me? You got BLUE pvc glue on your shirt, your new shirt, do you think I'm Heloise?" And he says, "Who's Heloise?"
Sometimes I am just so grateful that my kids have enough clothes for me to wash and that I'm lucky enough to stay home and do that kind of stuff. Other times, like right this fricking minute, I am not too thrilled with the idea.
And don't get me started on sorting their laundry. I don't even care if they do it wrong, just DO it! It's your chore on Sunday night. So here I am today, Tuesday for those of you who are following along, picking through their room for dirty clothes. Wow, look at the clean clothes that were left on their floor from last week. My guess is they don't need clean clothes if they can leave them on the floor.
I have a neighbor who would put her husband's dirty laundry back in his closet or in his drawers if he didn't put it in the hamper. I'm wondering how well that would go over in my house. Naaah, I'd rather complain about it.
Who's idea was it to get all these people white clothes?? My shirts have chili on the sleeve because Gianna used it for a napkin last weekend. All of my white t-shirts are hand me downs from my husband or shirts he gets from his customers. Yeah, I wear white but I don't buy them. I have juice spills and dirt, pen marks and jelly, paint and dog hair because it's very difficult to walk through life with a 3 year old wrapped around your ankle. That's my excuse, what's up with my family? Greg fixed the sprinklers in a brand new white shirt. Really? That sounded like a good idea??? Then he gets the pvc glue on it and I'm asking him why? Just why? He says, "What? You can't get it out?" And in my sweet, sweet wifey voice I say, "Are you freaking kidding me? You got BLUE pvc glue on your shirt, your new shirt, do you think I'm Heloise?" And he says, "Who's Heloise?"
Sometimes I am just so grateful that my kids have enough clothes for me to wash and that I'm lucky enough to stay home and do that kind of stuff. Other times, like right this fricking minute, I am not too thrilled with the idea.
And don't get me started on sorting their laundry. I don't even care if they do it wrong, just DO it! It's your chore on Sunday night. So here I am today, Tuesday for those of you who are following along, picking through their room for dirty clothes. Wow, look at the clean clothes that were left on their floor from last week. My guess is they don't need clean clothes if they can leave them on the floor.
I have a neighbor who would put her husband's dirty laundry back in his closet or in his drawers if he didn't put it in the hamper. I'm wondering how well that would go over in my house. Naaah, I'd rather complain about it.
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