Trying To Think Of A Title…It’s Not Working.
April 20, 2007 at 5:13 pm | In life | 1 CommentBeing a relatively lovely day has it perks and it’s no so perky moments. You can send your kids outside……but you have to go out and mow. You can plant flowers and get your ass sunburnt all at the same time! I love this time of the year though, people become a little more lively, conversations linger, kids drive you crazy.
I don’t mean to sound like I hate my kids, but damn do they ever drive me nuts. This site isn’t meant to be a mommyblog, or a bitchfest, however, it just is I suppose. Today that girls have been fighting and by fighting I mean non-stop.
Shea was leaning on the back of the couch, drawing on some paper in the window sill and Kalayah was sitting on the floor using the couch as her desk, and Shea was kicking the Barbie computer and shoving it around and Kalayah was in turn flopping around on the floor like a fish out of water, kicking, screaming and carrying on. Enough was enough and I sent both upstairs to their room.
That lasted all of 5 minutes.
Kalayah came down to get her pillow, then proceeded to go in my room and fuck around. I yelled and told her to get out, of course she ignored me. So she came down due to my threats to beat her ass with a spatula and I gave her a couple swats and took her notebook and pencil away for not minding and that went over real well.
She stompped up the stairs, slammed her door, screamed a shrilly scream and gave a few more swift stomps to the floor, so much so that the windows shook. Seriously.
What a goddamn attitude! I mean, I understand she’s a kid, and she’s only 3, but fershitssake, there’s no need to pitch a bitch like THAT!
On a happier note, Claude and I are going to watch some movies tonight and snuggle up on the couch and we’ll be oh so happy! IF, and I repeat IF the kids don’t come out of their rooms 15 frillion times to feed us the typical “my arm hurts,” ”my head hurts,” “my legs hurt,” It’s damn growing pains or some shit now just go to bed! Kalayah just wants you to apologize to her and tell her that it’ll be ok and it won’t hurt in the morning. Then she has to tell you she loves you umpteen times and if you don’t respond accordingly EVERY SINGLE TIME, you’re doomed!
Rainbows and butterflies right. Isn’t that what little girls are supposed to be? Not horns and pitchforks? Damn, I guess I read the wrong books when I was pregnant!
Can I get a refund please?
I’m At The End Of My Not So Long Rope
April 18, 2007 at 7:04 pm | In life | No CommentsTags: Doctors
I just feel crazy. The wanna grab a fistful of hair and yank it out crazy. For instance, I just gave the kids cocoa and Austin of course being under 2, decides to shake the cup profusely till it leave little spots of cocoa all over the kitchen table. Shea and Kalayah were up and down, in the bathroom, on the couch, jumping, singing, climbing on the table and driving me batshit! After cleaning the table I noticed that one of the sippy cup lids were missing and I tell Kalayah to get it and put it in the sink. Naturally she has to slide it across the table leaving a cocoa trail behind. I know what you’re thinking….that it’s not that big of a deal so shut up and get over it you crazy talkin’ woman!
I beg to differ. It’s a big deal to me.
I bust my ass all day long like almost everyone else I know to keep the house clean, in order and in a functioning capacity and kids just don’t fit into that equation.
I don’t have much patience + kids = complete and utter disaster!
On a side note:
Kalayah had a dentist appointment today. There was a little girl there by the name of Jenna. Jenna was 2 years old, beautiful and very talkative! After yammering on for a few minutes about fish and dogs and stuff we found flipping though a magazine, she and Austin started playing. They crawled around on the floor (yum!) Jenna thought it would be the right time to give Austin a hug…so she did. It was pretty cute. He just stood there like well, ok, if you must. Awhile later she backed him up to the wall under the check-in counter and gave him a kiss!! I told Austin he’d better slow down, that he’s a little young to be getting that serious! Jennas mom was really nice and both of us thought it a pretty cute “playdate!”
Update as of right freakin now….Austin just emptied out the whole damn kids silverware tray all over the chair and floor. Lovely. Another snotty assed baby mess to clean up.
Can’t wait.
While I’m bitching, let me throw in some bs about my landlady. We’ll call her Wanda…cuz that’s her name. Anyhow, yesterday she was outside with a few people working on the new flower beds when she came to the door and told me that Dude (whatever his name is) is going to be taking care of the front yard, so we only have to worry about the back. Sweet, that totally excites me! Less work for ME to do! Woohoo! Then, as Shea is reaching between my legs to the cement outside the front door drawing with chalk…Wanda looks down and says. “No! No! No! We can’t do that out here!…..We’re trying to make it look nice!……Not out here!” I just kinda stand there like….hmm, ok dumbass, but it’s just CHALK! It washes off with WATER you know! So I told her to get up and get out the damn way before she found something else to bitch about!
I’m thinking this might be the end of my rant now, but don’t push me. I’m sure there’s more stored up down there somewhere.
Hey Hey You You….
April 17, 2007 at 12:07 pm | In life | 1 CommentHave you heard the new song from Maroon 5? It’s pretty sweet. I dig it.
Since I don’t have much to say, here’s a few pictures!
The kids were making sugar cookies! Yum!
There’s no need to send me any hate mail because I’m letting my kid chew on a pencil. I know it’s wrong, gross and annoying, but isn’t he so cute! (oh and in case you didn’t notice, he’s got the seat flipped up and it looks like he’s sitting on a potty!)
Party Time, Excellent!
April 15, 2007 at 10:42 am | In Uncategorized | No CommentsTags: Friends and Family, Party
I apologize for reverting back to Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure….I really do!
Friday night Claude and I went out with my cousin Keri and her boyfriend Victor to dinner at Los Arcos and had a really good time bullshittin, talking about skirtsteak and cracking up to the point of choking! We waited around for Brock to show up and headed across the street to Trios where we drank and drank and sang and drank. I shouldn’t say WE sang, cuz me and Keri just observed. Claude and Brock busted out One from Metallica and it was pretty cool! Such a change of pace from the typical country music singin’ folk!
Keri and I had never really hung out in an social crowd….ever. We’ve second cousins or something like that, but she’s really cool and I had a wonderful time! She has a daughter close in age with mine, so we have to set up a play date too.
Saturday, Tiffany, Patrick and their son Mekhi came for a visit. They drove from Seattle and wanted to get back home the same day, so it was a short but much missed visit. We had a great time getting to know Patrick and as always the kids had fun playing. Tiff and I went to the store and got pizza for dinner, nothin’ like gettin to know someone over a good pizza!!!
All in all it was a great weekend and we’re thinking about taking the girls to a movie today. We have to find someone to watch Austin and figure out what movie we want to see!
It would be nice if the weather would stay decent so we can enjoy the day regardless!!!
I’m In A Bit Of A Situation Here
April 12, 2007 at 12:47 pm | In life | 2 CommentsTags: Decisions
For the life of me, I don’t know what to do. The predicament I’m in isn’t new, it’s just been put on the back burner for a long long time. Some of you already know, but some of you don’t so here it is……
To Call Or Not To Call-When my parents got married I was about 5 I believe. My dad is always going to be my dad, no matter what. He’s the one that raised me, cooked for me, helped me with my homework and was there when I got married, when I had all my kids and anytime I need advice. Mr. Biological lives here in town. As in here, I mean about 10 minutes away. I’ve never met him. I would like to, but how in the world does a person go about introducing themselves to a total stranger who just HAPPENS to be your DNA?
I picture myself dialing the number and hanging up the phone when he answers. Which when he lived elsewhere I admit to doing a couple times. Whether or not it was him I don’t know, but I called. Claude called from work a couple times and got no answer I believe…or maybe it was disconnected.
When he found out my mom was pregnant, he bailed; according to my mom and Grannie anyhow. I can’t say that I blame him for being scared, but I wonder if he has any kids or if he ever wonders about “the baby.”
Can you imagine the awkwardness I would feel meeting him for the first time?! “Ummmm Hi!…” [omg wtf do I do now?]
I really want to meet him, see what he’s like, see what he’s all about and what qualities we share. What I don’t want is to be rejected. I don’t want to be shooed away like a stray cat looking for a bite to eat. I don’t want to be a burden and I don’t want to be judged. I’m judged enough as it is, by people who don’t know me, people who do and people who are too chicken shit to get to know the person I am inside. I’m not a bad person at all, if anything I care too much about things which I consider a fault.
I just want to know all parts contributed to who I am today.
Do you have an opinion on what I should do? I’m lost. Very lost.
Growing Up Bowling
April 12, 2007 at 11:31 am | In life | 3 CommentsTags: death, memories
When I was a little kid I always went to the bowling alley with my Grandpa. He was a big time bowler and I was pretty much the leagues mascot. The little kid that everyone gave quarters to so I could play pinball, get some gum out of the 25 cent machine or just sit and hang out.
I used to got to coffee with Grandpa and “The Guys.” I loved it every single time. They sat in the back of the bowling alley restaurant and played cards to see who was going to pay for the afternoons coffee. I always got a pop or cocoa or something tasty as a treat. The waitresses were always so nice and everyone was always playfully harassing one another. There was even a coffee cup embedded in the wall where either someone threw it and it stuck or someone punched a hole in the wall and they used a coffee cup to “disguise” it.
My Grandpa would always get Grandpa Carl (his dad) in the mornings and go for breakfast. If I was at Grannie and Grandpas house that day then I got to go and eat too. Fun times.
Now the bowling alley is all different, they only serve breakfast, or atleast they used to unless they did away with the restaurant all together. When Grandpa died a handful of years ago, Carl Peterson who was like a son took it very hard. I still see him around now and then and he’s really an awesome guy. I consider him family instead of just a friend. Carl is unfortunately taking another death very hard. A long time bowler and worker at the bowling alley passed away last Thursday, his name was Sid. He was always around no matter what time of day….bowling, working, bullshitting with the guys. Life is short, make the best of it.
I feel like I’m getting old when my past is dying off so fast.
73° And Freezing
April 11, 2007 at 4:16 pm | In Uncategorized | 2 CommentsTags: MySpace, Weather
Man, it’s cold in here! The temp says 52° outside but who knows if that’s accurate or not. I’m so tired of this psycho weather we’ve been having lately. It was wonderful weather for 2 days, I got a bunch of yardwork done, the kids played outside, hell….I even got sunburnt! Now it’s cold, windy and rainy. I hate it.
I really debated about deleting this blog all together, but decided that for the non MySpacer I should keep it around. For now I live there pretty much, that’s where all my friends are, thats where I’m used to, but for the blogger world, I’d like to be able to get my foot in the door atleast and see where it all takes me.
I’m hoping that one day, somehow, some WAY, I’ll be one of those people looking back and saying, “Man….I remember when I started out and I had about 12 views a day and if I was lucky 1 comment…now look!”
I can wish a little can’t I?
Maybe I’m attention starved or maybe I’m just too damn bored, but whatever it is, it’s fun!
Come Out Come Out Wherever You Are!
April 11, 2007 at 10:14 am | In life | 2 CommentsTags: Delurking
You lurkers need to delurk! I can see you coming in a clicking around but not saying anything! That’s just not nice! Here, have a recipe!
CHOCOLATE PEANUT BUTTER BARS
To make these tummy treats, you will need the following ingredients:
1 cup creamy peanut butter
6 Tablespoons (3/4 stick) of butter of margarine softened
1 1/4 cups sugar
3 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
I cup all purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 cup of chocolate chips for the dough
1 cup of chocolate chips to melt after cooking!
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Mix it all together and stir in the chocolate chips last-leaving 1 cup aside. Spread into an UNGREASED 13×9 baking pan. Bake for 25-30 minutes, or until edges begin to brown.
Immediately sprinkle the remaining chips over the cookie layer. Let it stand for about 5 minutes until they become shiny and soft. Spread over the top of the cookie layer, cool completely and serve! YUM!
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