Truly a learned art form from high school or probably sooner. Putting things off is a grate thing I enjoy. It is wonderfull finding new things "Such as Blogging" to do instead of what I need to do. I should be making dinner for my kids... Poor things. I haven't cook a dinner in three days. Thank goodness for fast food, but I guess today I will have to give in if I don't want my kids to be chunky monkeys. So, today I cleaned my house in order to avoid making a phone call do make a doctor appointments. I hate meeting new doctors. I am going to have to or I will cetch hell from my mother in law, but mmm Monday will do fine for that.
Yes I fall in to the dreaded Hat the mother-in-law group. But I don't think I am alone when it comes to not liking this women. She is just mean some times and has to have everything her way. OK before I get mean I will stop new subject.
I would like to say thinks to Michelle for letting me get preachy on with her a little today. I know I can go ever board, but it helped me put a few thing in perspective to verbalize some of it. So thanks.
well I got to make dinner :P Lilo and Stich is almost over so I will be in demand soon. Got to love medicating my kids with TV just to get a brake.
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Monday, January 24, 2005
China Set
I got my Grandma's china set today. She past on a little over a year ago and my brother has been holding it sense then. I am so happy to have it now. And grateful to my mom for sending it to me. I miss my grandma very much and the china has such grate memories attached to it. She could always make me feel at home even when things were bad. Not having her to talk to at times has been hard, but it has been a long time sense she had a bad case of Alsatians and wasn't all there in the last few years. Still it is nice to have a peace of her (so to speak) here. I know how much she loved the set and My sister and I always enjoyed sipping hot coco from the little cups.
It was a nice mood boaster as well. Been feeling down lately. Blame it on the prego hormones or all the rain I guess. Watched a show about solders who didn't make it home from this alfull war and there last letters home yesterday. Well, that didn't help. I have had my head in the clouds about this hole war. Just don't want to face it. So, I tern off the news and avoid the front page of the paper. And pray they will come home soon and toughs who don't have not died in vain. I try not to think of the friends I have lost touch with over the years and what them and their family's must be facing now. Praying seems so useless at times. And so I am down in the dumps. Oh well, I am going to do some gardening with my kids. That is always fun.
It was a nice mood boaster as well. Been feeling down lately. Blame it on the prego hormones or all the rain I guess. Watched a show about solders who didn't make it home from this alfull war and there last letters home yesterday. Well, that didn't help. I have had my head in the clouds about this hole war. Just don't want to face it. So, I tern off the news and avoid the front page of the paper. And pray they will come home soon and toughs who don't have not died in vain. I try not to think of the friends I have lost touch with over the years and what them and their family's must be facing now. Praying seems so useless at times. And so I am down in the dumps. Oh well, I am going to do some gardening with my kids. That is always fun.
Saturday, January 15, 2005
What men Deserve
1. To have blue balls ones in there lives.
2. To be left home with at lead to kids and no car for a weak.
3. To be treated like a five year old when they can't figure out how to pick up there socks.
4. The right to cry
5. A good kick in the but for trying to be macho all the time.
6. To have to take birthcontrole pills just for one month of there lives.
7. To have love and loose it just once so they know when they have a good thing next time
8. To be kissed by someone with a beard
9. Woken up every night by a hungry child or one that needs help to make it to the potty
10. To have some one to sleep next to at night even if it is a dog
11. Punched in the boob after getting a sun Bern
12. To pass a kidney stone (closest thing to child birth my butt)
13. The right to ask for anal sex NOT GET IT
14. To wear a dress in winter
15. To wear nine inch heals and have to walk for a mile because we don't want to pay for parking
16. To be thanked when the do really try to do a good job
17. To be nagged when they don't
18. Have some one bye them a drink
19. Wear make up on a hot sunny day
and last but not least
20. To be beaten at there own game
2. To be left home with at lead to kids and no car for a weak.
3. To be treated like a five year old when they can't figure out how to pick up there socks.
4. The right to cry
5. A good kick in the but for trying to be macho all the time.
6. To have to take birthcontrole pills just for one month of there lives.
7. To have love and loose it just once so they know when they have a good thing next time
8. To be kissed by someone with a beard
9. Woken up every night by a hungry child or one that needs help to make it to the potty
10. To have some one to sleep next to at night even if it is a dog
11. Punched in the boob after getting a sun Bern
12. To pass a kidney stone (closest thing to child birth my butt)
13. The right to ask for anal sex NOT GET IT
14. To wear a dress in winter
15. To wear nine inch heals and have to walk for a mile because we don't want to pay for parking
16. To be thanked when the do really try to do a good job
17. To be nagged when they don't
18. Have some one bye them a drink
19. Wear make up on a hot sunny day
and last but not least
20. To be beaten at there own game
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Beep beep Beep
This is what I hear in the back ground as my four year old plays with his cars. The boys are being good for a moment so now I can breath. I am tired... Can't sleep at night. Keep waking up at three or four in the morning and end up just lieing there tell the boys get up at seven. This sucks and each time I complain to my hubby he seas "Well u wanted to have this baby" as if he was a complete victim of my advances in making it :P Men suck.
Heart burn sucks too. I like spice and can no longer eat it without a having to pay for it.
Heart burn sucks too. I like spice and can no longer eat it without a having to pay for it.
Can't figure out how to put pic's on this thing either. Computer illiteracy sucks too :P
thanks for listening
Monday, January 03, 2005
Bad Play
I was once told that if u think of the worst thing that could ever happen it probably won't. I was five and some how this got distorted in my little five year old brain. So now I have these little plays that go on in my head and now that I am Prego they are becoming sharper. I imagine the most horrible things. Car crashes an all my family gone in a flash. The lost of loved ones, or the anger and anxiety of killing some one who pissed me off with my bare hands. It is so real. I cry, have anxiety fits, and angry rage. In the end I wipe my tears and no one is the wiser. I feel better because it is never as bad as u think it could be. Though I wonder if putting myself though such pain is worth it. Thanks for listening.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
It and Me
So for all to know, My hubby and I foudn out on Dec. 30th we will be expecting a new baby some time in Sep. We are very happy about it and I am hopping It is a girl. We have two boys Trevor just ternd 4 Dec 29th and Devon who will be 3 in May. So far It has been making me very hungry, tyerd, and moody. Witch is somthing my Hubby thinks is not form It, but a cronic problem for me :P screw him :) Well maybe not that is how It came along. Truly I love him, but I am moody and hungry rite now. So that si were the blog comes in. I can b!&^% and mone and my hubby will not have to take the brunt of it. I hope this can be the start of a lovly thing:)
PS don't write about my spelling I knwo it sucks. And I am to computer inept to know how to use spell check :P
PS don't write about my spelling I knwo it sucks. And I am to computer inept to know how to use spell check :P
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