8-31-10
I love my iPhone, but I do have one complaint. I wish it would vibrate more or just be louder. I keep missing texts and calls on it.
I set out yesterday afternoon to get me some earrings and a necklace that looked like a disco ball. I had seen them on the Forever 21 site and thought they would work well with my dress for Saturday. I was going to take Bobby, but he didn’t want to go. Stephanie said she would meet me there with Sabrina, so I mentioned this to Bobby and he was instantly in. Ken stayed with Dax. I didn’t tell him about Sabrina since I knew both boys would want to go (even though I had mostly been ok with that), but I did mention mall and just as Bobby had done before he knew of his shopping companion, politely declined. Turns out my boys are not as keen on shopping as they used to be, unless of course a pretty girl is involved.
On the way there, Bobby had a much more cheery conversation with me than normal. It tends to always be death related. This time, however, he asked me where he would live once he got married. He also told me he wasn’t sure who he would marry yet. He said he had not met her yet. So cute! He also asked me what you are supposed to do after you are done with all the kissing. I asked him what he thought Daddy and I do. He then replies, “Work.” Well, at least I didn’t have to have the sex talk.
The four of us hit up Forever 21, which is way fancier than I remember back in high school. That being said, I was quite impressed with it. They even have a plus sized section that had quite a few, inexpensive items that I really liked. I considered this one red and black shirt, but ended up opting to wait on it.
We also found that they have kids’ clothing. Stephanie found a bunch of cute things for Sabrina and I found a shirt that was perfect for Dax. It had a killer whale on it saying, “Watch out for the Orca!” This is significant since Dax doesn’t call them killer whales. He calls them Orcas, and loves them. When I showed him the shirt, he was thrilled.
We headed upstairs (yes, this store had an upstairs!) to look at accessories. I found the disco ball necklace, which although was wonderful, it wasn’t without some flaws. The biggest one being that I could not locate the earrings to go with it. Normally, this would not be a deal breaker, but in this instance, I had my heart set on the whole ensemble, and since I was trying to be a sensible shopper, I did not get it. I did find a pair of fun earrings, though, that I did get. They had a lot of fun jewelry. I debated on several items. I will need to go back at some point.
I loved that Bobby was helping me shop. He was looking at dresses and jewelry, calling me over and pointing out something awesome and saying, “Mom! Look at this! This is pretty strong!” Hee hee!
After Forever 21, we headed over towards Old Navy. We stopped in Victoria’s Secret, where I discovered that the guy at Forever 21 had forgotten to remove the security tag on Dax’s Orca shirt. Grrrr…
While Stephanie tried on some items, I took the kids over to Lane Bryant to look around. I think I was a little relieved that I didn’t find anything. As much as a great shopping outing is grand, I didn’t want to spend gobs of money.
We hit up Old Navy, which has changed since last time we were there. Things had moved around and it was a little off. But we did discover several things, including Halloween costumes for the kids. Bobby liked the slice of Pizza and the skeleton costume. I know that Bobby has his heart set on a General Grevious costume, so rather than just getting him one of those, I told him that we should hit up some Halloween stores first before he settles. He agreed.
I found a couple of dirt cheap tank tops that I love so it was a happy day. I was a little bummed that it looked like they have gotten rid of some of the dog accessories. I was hoping to get the pups some cute collars for the trip. I know, I am lame. I am one step away from dressing them up in costumes on a daily basis. I say daily basis since I am still considering getting them costumes for Halloween. LOL!
I was very proud of Bobby when he managed to not have a fit when I asked him to hang out with Stephanie and Sabrina while I ran in to get the security tag removed. He was surprisingly good about it. Yay!
I have just been informed that the disco ball ensemble is at the Lakewood location along with the guitar necklace for Bobby. I think a Lakewood mall shopping adventure is in store for Wednesday night! Who’s with me!
The boys were quite good last night and we let them stay up a little later than normal. It was all good since they fell asleep pretty well. Dax, though, woke up a couple times last night with nightmares, which makes me sad.
We forgot to lock up Luna last night. She had put herself away and we didn’t remember to close her crate. When I got up, I expected to find puddles and the remains of food stolen from our counter. I was pleased when I didn’t see any signs of destruction. Of course, I didn’t look a lot, but still, it looked like she was my good girl. I reserve the right to rescind that statement until after I talk to Ken.
I have a dilemma. Ok, it isn’t like life and death, but it is one of those things where I have to make a decision.
Maria tells us yesterday that they are going to do a mini graduation ceremony for the 3 kids that are going to kindergarten this year. Kenny, some other dude, and she was hoping Bobby could come for the ceremony. They want parents there, too and they would like the boys to bring “gifts” for the other graduates (basically things from the 99 cent store) and then they will wear their hats and all that jazz. I love this whole thing, except that it is on Friday.
See, on Friday, I was hoping we could get out of town by noon, making us at the Compound by 9ish. This ceremony starts at 1:30. It will probably be an hour. It means we won’t get out of town until closer to 3. That gets us at the house around 1 or 2 am.
On one hand, it means we would be leaving close to the time that we would have to leave if I worked all day. We had already planned this so it isn’t like it is way later or anything. Plus, it means I could work half day, get home around noon, pack the car, do the graduation, and head out.
Then there is the fact that Bobby already had his ceremony. It would be better if we could leave town earlier for the sanity of the kids as well as the parents.
So I have to consider this today as I don’t want her thinking we are coming if we are not. She told us this info in front of Bobby, who was quite jazzed, so I am thinking we almost have to do it. I do like the photo op.
It smells like pancakes in there. Not sure where it is coming from but it is happy making.
Ken downloaded some music last night. I was able to pick a few songs as well. I now have Lady Gaga on iTty. Wow.
I also got one Lily Allen song, but I need more. I will have to snag the CD from Scotty this weekend and make a copy. There is a version of the song I downloaded done by the Glee cast. I did feel a hint of betrayal when I opted for the Lily Allen version. Don’t’ worry, Glee. I still love you!
I am feeling a little Mama Bear like today. I think it will intensify as the week progresses. It is in anticipation of possible things this coming weekend. I know that the party is for Nate and Kristie, which I am excited about. That being said, there will be multiple kids there. I am putting this out there right now. If I get the sense that the kids other than my boys get more attention from their own grandmother, I will have a fit. I am tired of watching my kids get kind of ignored while around their paternal grandparents. I know that they are older, so therefore their cuteness has worn off compared to the 2 little girls who are 3ish. But I refuse to have them passed over simply because they are not the same kind of dainty.
I am pretty sure this is a big reason as to why I chosen to dress the boys up in the outfits. Don’t get me wrong, my boys are fashionable. But this is an occasion in which it isn’t necessary.
I have a big, possibly heated meeting in about 30 minutes. I am hoping my feisty keeps up since I would like to yell and holler. I just hope my boss allows it and that I don’t just scream but make some good points. I am feeling articulate at the moment, so it may work in my favor.
I am wearing my ear cuff today and I am surprised that it is starting to be a little uncomfortable. I suppose I don’t wear something on my ear like this a lot. It isn’t heavy, just different. I love it, though.
Meeting was awful, but we made it through it. On the plus side, it was an hour and a half, which means I am that much closer to being home. LOL!
Ken took the boys to see Avatar. I really hope that Dax makes it through.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Cat nipples should not come off
8-30-10
It was an eventful weekend for us.
On Friday, we made an outstanding rescue. As you may remember, our lame ass neighbors a couple houses down are horrid with critters. They get animals all the time, and then proceed to neglect them until they run away. Luckily, between our neighbor Mike and us, we have taken upon ourselves to rescue said critters. A few years back, this one large, sweet dog they had kept getting out. Mike saw him while he was a few blocks away, chatting with a neighbor. The dog, who loved Mike because he, like us, was always nice to these wayward animals, went running up to him. The other neighbor commented on what a sweet dog he was. Mike then told the neighbor to keep the dog! Yay!
Even as recent as this year, they had two lab looking pups that we found wandering. We of course ended up taking them to the shelter and monitored their adoption until both found brand new homes. Yay!
So when we found out that they had two new puppies, we were pissed. At one point, they were walking said pups and they walked past Mike who was watering the lawn. These dogs ran towards the hose to drink as if they had never had a drop of water before. The asshole people tied to keep the dogs from drinking, but Mike insisted, and asked if they get enough water. Their response was, “Well, they keep spilling the water so we stopped filling it.”
So when I arrived Friday afternoon and was chatting with Ken and spied the two pups running around in front of the house, unattended, I knew this was my chance.
Luckily, both were total dolls. They ran up to me with complete happiness and I scooped them up quickly and got them inside. There was no one around. For little terrier/poodle looking mixes, they were uber cute. Ken took them down to the shelter, making sure to get their booking numbers so I can monitor them. The great news is that they go on adoption on Wednesday. Even better news, the shelter has very few pups right now. BTW, that is a yay on multiple levels. So these little squishy 3 month old pups will find a home pretty easily. I bet they go on Wednesday. Especially since these fucktard neighbors of ours will never go and retrieve them.
Stephanie came by Friday night while the kids were bathing and Ken was booking a birthday party. It was cool since even though we did have the occasional interruption of the boys showing off for Stephanie, we could visit for a while. Yay!
Saturday morning was interesting. We had field day at the soccer field. Our idiot coach had told us that if we all showed up that we could get our uniforms that morning. Woo hoo! So we headed down to the field and got there about 15 minutes before 9. At first we thought maybe we were in the wrong place. A handful of other parents showed up from other teams, all newbies when it came to this stuff. Finally, a commissioner looking dude showed and we were able to sign in. There were not gobs of people, but as they pointed out, it was going to be an easy morning. We needed to pick up trash and fill gopher holes. The parent of our other teammate showed up, but there was no coach and team mom. Lovely. But I wasn’t going to get pissed. Ken and I set out through the field to pick up trash. I held the bag, the boys had gloves and picked up garbage. It was cool!
The field took very little time. Apparently last year it was in worse shape with holes and what not. It took 4 hours. This year was a 45 minute adventure. Woo hoo!!
The coach and team mom showed up, both sipping coffee and really just standing around. I came up towards them, mostly towards the trash drop off and they commented on how much trash I had picked up. They then proceeded to say they looked but didn’t find any. I responded, “That’s because we already took care of it.”
The coach didn’t really try to interact with us or Bobby. Coach’s kid did, which was cool, even though he is an asshole kid. Takes after his mom.
Look, I don’t like the coach. I don’t like the team mom. Both are smug, arrogant, bitchy broads who really don’t want to be there but are just because they think it is good for their kid, and even then, I don’t even think they like their kids. There is zero leadership, there is zero camaraderie, and ultimately it is a sucky ass team. That being said, so far, Bobby is having a lot of fun. I could scream and holler and get him on a different team. But why? I mean, at this point, we have to know that not everything is perfect. I am not saying I am settling, I am just being realistic. If we can teach Bobby the value of picking your battle and not just making a scene, I think it is worth dealing with this broad for a couple months.
Ken hates her. Seriously hates this coach. On Sunday, we went back to the field because as it turned out, we would not be able to have uniforms until then. I didn’t mind going back. Once again, though, we were the only team family there aside from the coach, who had to be there since she had to get the uniforms from them. Bobby was so excited, he had practically stripped down before the uniform was handed to him. He chose number 6 (only choices were 2 thru 6). Mr. Bossy Pants is, how do I put it delicately, a little more on the husky side. So when he put on number 2, it was snug. Bobby was kind of swimming in his shirt. I could have easily just said oh well, too bad, so sad. Instead, I offered to have them change shirts since the higher numbers are larger sizes. Bobby was an incredible sport, and loved being number 2. Ken really wished I had not. But the thing was, I didn’t see the point in being a bitch on this. Since Bobby didn’t care, I wasn’t going to be awful. I offered, so it means I am the better person.
After field day, we went and hung out with my folks and Grammie. It was a nice few hours. The boys did birthday boxes and Dax played with the games he got for his birthday from Grammie.
We had planned on having the boys nap, but by the time we got home after a couple of stops, it was already 4. So we played in the pool instead and had some BBQ chicken we had not made before that was amazing. Thankfully for us, they crashed out which allowed us to watch a movie.
Ken and I watched The Invention of Lying. Wow. Just wow! Such a charming, sweet, funny and wonderful movie. Ricky Gervais is brilliant and the whole movie was fantastic.
Sunday was a bit lazy. We did the bowling thing, even though we were tired. Seriously, if the boys didn’t love it so much we would not go. Bobby did amazing. He even bowled 2 strikes in a row. It was his best day so far. Many throws don’t even hit the rails!
Dax bowled, too, and had so much fun. It was one of those non melt down fight mornings. The boys were happy to bowl, and pleased with my toy selection, which was crap loads of playmobile. It is amazing how happy making a bunch of little plastic people can be. Of course, my mom and I were having I think more fun than the boys. LOL!
The boys once again opted out on a nap. They had quiet time, but they just would not sleep even though they were exhausted. Naps are becoming a thing of the past. They stayed quiet just long enough to make our 45 minute show take 90 minutes with stops.
The show we were catching up on was House. We had the last two episodes to watch. We watched the second to last, and then started up the season finale. Turns out, when it recorded, the satellite had some issues and it didn’t tape. NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I was pretty annoyed, but since these days it is easy enough to get it on Hulu once the new season starts I wasn’t too worried.
The boys and I also straightened up the play room. Don’t think we did an amazing job, btw. We just put things in boxes so that there was a floor again. Now, I am going to start to work on the walls and get it painting prepped. Once the room is painted, then I can organize. One of the things I determined I want to do in there is to put a couple of desks for homework purposes. I wonder if I can find an old school desk. Or maybe just build something into the wall that can fold down when they are not using it. Either way, I think some kind of table in there would be great. A medium sized round table for the middle of the room would be good, too, since it would allow them to build Lego on it or color or do puzzles, or many other things.
It was a mellow afternoon. Pool time, vege out time. The boys were a bit cranky, but now that I have come up with ways to get them each out of a whiny tantrum, it is kind of amusing. I just wish that sometimes they wouldn’t only ask me for things. Ken could be standing there with a carton of milk, already pouring it into their cup and they will ask me to get them more milk.
On the clearly wacky, what the fuck moment of the weekend, we pulled three nipples out of IO.
Ok, wait, let me clarify. Based on what we read, it was not a nipple:
http://tinyurl.com/29n4xpn
Seriously, it was gross, yet interesting. Ken had felt something in IO’s belly on Saturday night, late. He said it felt like a little lump, but that it was more like his nipple. He was checking the scab portion when he said it felt almost like it was coming out. Rather than messing with it at midnight, he opted to mention it to me and we would look at it in the morning.
So yesterday afternoon, we brought poor IO out of his safety area and proceeded to poke at him. I found the spot, and started to look at it and I could feel it kind of moving. I then squeezed it ever so gently and it started to get bigger and it was like a zit! It was coming out of his body! It was freaky. I pushed a bit more and now, there was this thing in my hand which resembled a long nipple. The hole it left was minor if anything. The slight redness and “cut” was more from my manipulating it and the fact that I think it was irritated. We freaked out.
So Ken starts looking for more stuff. He comes across another “nipple”. I was glad he got to experience the odd feeling. I mean, it is like squeezing a zit, but yet it isn’t messy. It was still slightly fuzzy and whole.
I took to the net and determined that it was not in fact nipple. It was this buildup of oils and stuff, especially prominent in white cats, and over weight cats. Hmm, can we say IO? We removed a third one, and this one made us feel better since what was now left was his actual nipple, which looked like a normal one.
I am telling you, though, it was all kinds of freaky. I mean, it wasn’t gross in terms of blood or pus. There was none of that. And it wasn’t like sticky or nasty. Yet the idea was so disgusting. Bleah!!!!
Ken was making fun of me in the grocery store on Saturday. You would think I was a teenager with all the texting I was doing. LOL! Hi Stephanie!
I have discovered some jewelry I need to go get tonight. It will only cost me like $10. It is a necklace and earrings, all disco balls. They will go amazing with my dress for Saturday’s reception. I also want to check out Forever 21. This is where said jewelry is. They have some cheap ass shit, and plus sizes!! Who fucking knew?!?!?!?! Jean told me they are even cheaper than Old Navy!!!! Must go see!!!
It’s always fun when you can see who my department is really scared of. Fred is out for 2 weeks. The boss is not here yet. These people have not done any work today. Not to say that they would normally, but they would be quieter about it. LOL!!!!
I am playing hooky on Friday. It will allow me to watch the boys while Ken goes to his first class back, and I can load the car. It will get us out of Dodge around noon, which is cool. It will be in-between the early travelers, and before the standard ones. We should be able to get up to the Compound around 9. I think I will pack sandwiches for the boys and lots of snacks. They will have movies to watch, and I figure I will set them up with coolness. I need to also pack some rawhide for my girls so they can munch on stuff. Luna has not traveled in a bit, so we will see how she does. I worry she will pee. She doesn’t seem to whimper now. But as long as we cut back on her fluid intake right before we head out, she will be fine. She can pee when Lycos does.
I am boat rocking again this morning. Ok, not really, but I am at least making some light waves. We will see where this goes.
Sigh. I now may be staying a smidge late this afternoon. Bleah. All of this is because my boss has no balls and the people who should be fixing this fuck up are not doing it. This is getting tedious.
It was an eventful weekend for us.
On Friday, we made an outstanding rescue. As you may remember, our lame ass neighbors a couple houses down are horrid with critters. They get animals all the time, and then proceed to neglect them until they run away. Luckily, between our neighbor Mike and us, we have taken upon ourselves to rescue said critters. A few years back, this one large, sweet dog they had kept getting out. Mike saw him while he was a few blocks away, chatting with a neighbor. The dog, who loved Mike because he, like us, was always nice to these wayward animals, went running up to him. The other neighbor commented on what a sweet dog he was. Mike then told the neighbor to keep the dog! Yay!
Even as recent as this year, they had two lab looking pups that we found wandering. We of course ended up taking them to the shelter and monitored their adoption until both found brand new homes. Yay!
So when we found out that they had two new puppies, we were pissed. At one point, they were walking said pups and they walked past Mike who was watering the lawn. These dogs ran towards the hose to drink as if they had never had a drop of water before. The asshole people tied to keep the dogs from drinking, but Mike insisted, and asked if they get enough water. Their response was, “Well, they keep spilling the water so we stopped filling it.”
So when I arrived Friday afternoon and was chatting with Ken and spied the two pups running around in front of the house, unattended, I knew this was my chance.
Luckily, both were total dolls. They ran up to me with complete happiness and I scooped them up quickly and got them inside. There was no one around. For little terrier/poodle looking mixes, they were uber cute. Ken took them down to the shelter, making sure to get their booking numbers so I can monitor them. The great news is that they go on adoption on Wednesday. Even better news, the shelter has very few pups right now. BTW, that is a yay on multiple levels. So these little squishy 3 month old pups will find a home pretty easily. I bet they go on Wednesday. Especially since these fucktard neighbors of ours will never go and retrieve them.
Stephanie came by Friday night while the kids were bathing and Ken was booking a birthday party. It was cool since even though we did have the occasional interruption of the boys showing off for Stephanie, we could visit for a while. Yay!
Saturday morning was interesting. We had field day at the soccer field. Our idiot coach had told us that if we all showed up that we could get our uniforms that morning. Woo hoo! So we headed down to the field and got there about 15 minutes before 9. At first we thought maybe we were in the wrong place. A handful of other parents showed up from other teams, all newbies when it came to this stuff. Finally, a commissioner looking dude showed and we were able to sign in. There were not gobs of people, but as they pointed out, it was going to be an easy morning. We needed to pick up trash and fill gopher holes. The parent of our other teammate showed up, but there was no coach and team mom. Lovely. But I wasn’t going to get pissed. Ken and I set out through the field to pick up trash. I held the bag, the boys had gloves and picked up garbage. It was cool!
The field took very little time. Apparently last year it was in worse shape with holes and what not. It took 4 hours. This year was a 45 minute adventure. Woo hoo!!
The coach and team mom showed up, both sipping coffee and really just standing around. I came up towards them, mostly towards the trash drop off and they commented on how much trash I had picked up. They then proceeded to say they looked but didn’t find any. I responded, “That’s because we already took care of it.”
The coach didn’t really try to interact with us or Bobby. Coach’s kid did, which was cool, even though he is an asshole kid. Takes after his mom.
Look, I don’t like the coach. I don’t like the team mom. Both are smug, arrogant, bitchy broads who really don’t want to be there but are just because they think it is good for their kid, and even then, I don’t even think they like their kids. There is zero leadership, there is zero camaraderie, and ultimately it is a sucky ass team. That being said, so far, Bobby is having a lot of fun. I could scream and holler and get him on a different team. But why? I mean, at this point, we have to know that not everything is perfect. I am not saying I am settling, I am just being realistic. If we can teach Bobby the value of picking your battle and not just making a scene, I think it is worth dealing with this broad for a couple months.
Ken hates her. Seriously hates this coach. On Sunday, we went back to the field because as it turned out, we would not be able to have uniforms until then. I didn’t mind going back. Once again, though, we were the only team family there aside from the coach, who had to be there since she had to get the uniforms from them. Bobby was so excited, he had practically stripped down before the uniform was handed to him. He chose number 6 (only choices were 2 thru 6). Mr. Bossy Pants is, how do I put it delicately, a little more on the husky side. So when he put on number 2, it was snug. Bobby was kind of swimming in his shirt. I could have easily just said oh well, too bad, so sad. Instead, I offered to have them change shirts since the higher numbers are larger sizes. Bobby was an incredible sport, and loved being number 2. Ken really wished I had not. But the thing was, I didn’t see the point in being a bitch on this. Since Bobby didn’t care, I wasn’t going to be awful. I offered, so it means I am the better person.
After field day, we went and hung out with my folks and Grammie. It was a nice few hours. The boys did birthday boxes and Dax played with the games he got for his birthday from Grammie.
We had planned on having the boys nap, but by the time we got home after a couple of stops, it was already 4. So we played in the pool instead and had some BBQ chicken we had not made before that was amazing. Thankfully for us, they crashed out which allowed us to watch a movie.
Ken and I watched The Invention of Lying. Wow. Just wow! Such a charming, sweet, funny and wonderful movie. Ricky Gervais is brilliant and the whole movie was fantastic.
Sunday was a bit lazy. We did the bowling thing, even though we were tired. Seriously, if the boys didn’t love it so much we would not go. Bobby did amazing. He even bowled 2 strikes in a row. It was his best day so far. Many throws don’t even hit the rails!
Dax bowled, too, and had so much fun. It was one of those non melt down fight mornings. The boys were happy to bowl, and pleased with my toy selection, which was crap loads of playmobile. It is amazing how happy making a bunch of little plastic people can be. Of course, my mom and I were having I think more fun than the boys. LOL!
The boys once again opted out on a nap. They had quiet time, but they just would not sleep even though they were exhausted. Naps are becoming a thing of the past. They stayed quiet just long enough to make our 45 minute show take 90 minutes with stops.
The show we were catching up on was House. We had the last two episodes to watch. We watched the second to last, and then started up the season finale. Turns out, when it recorded, the satellite had some issues and it didn’t tape. NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I was pretty annoyed, but since these days it is easy enough to get it on Hulu once the new season starts I wasn’t too worried.
The boys and I also straightened up the play room. Don’t think we did an amazing job, btw. We just put things in boxes so that there was a floor again. Now, I am going to start to work on the walls and get it painting prepped. Once the room is painted, then I can organize. One of the things I determined I want to do in there is to put a couple of desks for homework purposes. I wonder if I can find an old school desk. Or maybe just build something into the wall that can fold down when they are not using it. Either way, I think some kind of table in there would be great. A medium sized round table for the middle of the room would be good, too, since it would allow them to build Lego on it or color or do puzzles, or many other things.
It was a mellow afternoon. Pool time, vege out time. The boys were a bit cranky, but now that I have come up with ways to get them each out of a whiny tantrum, it is kind of amusing. I just wish that sometimes they wouldn’t only ask me for things. Ken could be standing there with a carton of milk, already pouring it into their cup and they will ask me to get them more milk.
On the clearly wacky, what the fuck moment of the weekend, we pulled three nipples out of IO.
Ok, wait, let me clarify. Based on what we read, it was not a nipple:
http://tinyurl.com/29n4xpn
Seriously, it was gross, yet interesting. Ken had felt something in IO’s belly on Saturday night, late. He said it felt like a little lump, but that it was more like his nipple. He was checking the scab portion when he said it felt almost like it was coming out. Rather than messing with it at midnight, he opted to mention it to me and we would look at it in the morning.
So yesterday afternoon, we brought poor IO out of his safety area and proceeded to poke at him. I found the spot, and started to look at it and I could feel it kind of moving. I then squeezed it ever so gently and it started to get bigger and it was like a zit! It was coming out of his body! It was freaky. I pushed a bit more and now, there was this thing in my hand which resembled a long nipple. The hole it left was minor if anything. The slight redness and “cut” was more from my manipulating it and the fact that I think it was irritated. We freaked out.
So Ken starts looking for more stuff. He comes across another “nipple”. I was glad he got to experience the odd feeling. I mean, it is like squeezing a zit, but yet it isn’t messy. It was still slightly fuzzy and whole.
I took to the net and determined that it was not in fact nipple. It was this buildup of oils and stuff, especially prominent in white cats, and over weight cats. Hmm, can we say IO? We removed a third one, and this one made us feel better since what was now left was his actual nipple, which looked like a normal one.
I am telling you, though, it was all kinds of freaky. I mean, it wasn’t gross in terms of blood or pus. There was none of that. And it wasn’t like sticky or nasty. Yet the idea was so disgusting. Bleah!!!!
Ken was making fun of me in the grocery store on Saturday. You would think I was a teenager with all the texting I was doing. LOL! Hi Stephanie!
I have discovered some jewelry I need to go get tonight. It will only cost me like $10. It is a necklace and earrings, all disco balls. They will go amazing with my dress for Saturday’s reception. I also want to check out Forever 21. This is where said jewelry is. They have some cheap ass shit, and plus sizes!! Who fucking knew?!?!?!?! Jean told me they are even cheaper than Old Navy!!!! Must go see!!!
It’s always fun when you can see who my department is really scared of. Fred is out for 2 weeks. The boss is not here yet. These people have not done any work today. Not to say that they would normally, but they would be quieter about it. LOL!!!!
I am playing hooky on Friday. It will allow me to watch the boys while Ken goes to his first class back, and I can load the car. It will get us out of Dodge around noon, which is cool. It will be in-between the early travelers, and before the standard ones. We should be able to get up to the Compound around 9. I think I will pack sandwiches for the boys and lots of snacks. They will have movies to watch, and I figure I will set them up with coolness. I need to also pack some rawhide for my girls so they can munch on stuff. Luna has not traveled in a bit, so we will see how she does. I worry she will pee. She doesn’t seem to whimper now. But as long as we cut back on her fluid intake right before we head out, she will be fine. She can pee when Lycos does.
I am boat rocking again this morning. Ok, not really, but I am at least making some light waves. We will see where this goes.
Sigh. I now may be staying a smidge late this afternoon. Bleah. All of this is because my boss has no balls and the people who should be fixing this fuck up are not doing it. This is getting tedious.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Home Stretch
8-27-10
It is another Fancy Friday. I am rocking the fun dress that Dax loves. It is black with giant white polka dots. I also have my hair pulled back in a way I have not done in a while. Oh, yes, and of course the red lipstick. Yay!
I am sleepy. I went to bed early-ish and fell asleep pretty quickly. Then I woke up choking not long after. It was freaky. I was choking on my own spit and what not. I was freaked, especially since I was still kind of asleep. I am sure that my sleep is apnea so it makes some sense as to my exhaustion all the time.
The boys and I swam yesterday, which was fun. I broke in the new bikini. It worked well and there was no wardrobe malfunctions.
Ken did all the laundry yesterday, which rocks. It is one less thing to deal with over the weekend. It means on Sunday I can dedicate my time to that damn playroom.
Netflix released an iPhone app. I am excited. It is part of my membership, so it doesn’t cost more. I now can watch movies instantly on my phone. So happy!
I considered playing hooky today, but instead decided I will tough it out. I have three Mondays off in a row soon, so I need to just be excited for that.
I need to go see a show at the Smodcastle with Kevin and Ralph.
Maryann is bringing her new pup today. I am way looking forward to this.
Ken may keep both boys today. That will be cool. Those two will be in school soon so it will be nice for them to spend their final days of summer break together.
Ok, coworker told me I looked tired. Not good. It means I can’t hide it. Grrr…
Captain Barbossa is just as sexy as Captain Jack. I wonder if that is just a pirate thing.
I am starving. I am contemplating eating my lunch early. Hopefully I can find something to distract me instead.
Home stretch, kids. It is almost noon which means it is almost go home time. I wonder if Ken ended up keeping the boys.
I have to say awake for only a little while longer. I can do it!!!
It is another Fancy Friday. I am rocking the fun dress that Dax loves. It is black with giant white polka dots. I also have my hair pulled back in a way I have not done in a while. Oh, yes, and of course the red lipstick. Yay!
I am sleepy. I went to bed early-ish and fell asleep pretty quickly. Then I woke up choking not long after. It was freaky. I was choking on my own spit and what not. I was freaked, especially since I was still kind of asleep. I am sure that my sleep is apnea so it makes some sense as to my exhaustion all the time.
The boys and I swam yesterday, which was fun. I broke in the new bikini. It worked well and there was no wardrobe malfunctions.
Ken did all the laundry yesterday, which rocks. It is one less thing to deal with over the weekend. It means on Sunday I can dedicate my time to that damn playroom.
Netflix released an iPhone app. I am excited. It is part of my membership, so it doesn’t cost more. I now can watch movies instantly on my phone. So happy!
I considered playing hooky today, but instead decided I will tough it out. I have three Mondays off in a row soon, so I need to just be excited for that.
I need to go see a show at the Smodcastle with Kevin and Ralph.
Maryann is bringing her new pup today. I am way looking forward to this.
Ken may keep both boys today. That will be cool. Those two will be in school soon so it will be nice for them to spend their final days of summer break together.
Ok, coworker told me I looked tired. Not good. It means I can’t hide it. Grrr…
Captain Barbossa is just as sexy as Captain Jack. I wonder if that is just a pirate thing.
I am starving. I am contemplating eating my lunch early. Hopefully I can find something to distract me instead.
Home stretch, kids. It is almost noon which means it is almost go home time. I wonder if Ken ended up keeping the boys.
I have to say awake for only a little while longer. I can do it!!!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Its Thursday
8-26-10
I finally woke up enough yesterday after Ken brought me 3 Red Bulls which I consumed all in 30 minutes. I was wired for a bit then I managed to get home.
Seriously, if I didn’t have multiple reports to complete today I would go home.
I went to dinner with Conner last night which was nice. We went to this fancy pants place and I had a steak which claimed to be some kind of aged for like a month. It was fab. I was super impressed. I also tried some kind of green stuff, duck fried rice and salmon. I was very proud of me! I even had some coffee! When I had arrived at Conner’s, I complained of my exhaustion and so he made me a chilled chocolate coffee drink which was quite yummy. He then had ordered me a cup of coffee at the restaurant to show me with the proper amount of cream, I would be pretty happy with coffee.
We went back to his place so I could try on the bathing suit he had ordered for me. I was kind of nervous being that it is a two piece. I have not rocked a bikini since I was about 17. I was significantly smaller then. In fact, compared to then, I am about 3 times larger. However, despite my insecurities of being ginormous, I was pleasantly surprised at how good this looked. It is all red with a cute white bow in the front. It fits well and is pretty comfy. I recognize that I can’t cover my fat really, so rocking the bikini seems pretty freeing.
Conner has also been doing gobs of photography lately. So he took many pics of me. I felt like I was someone famous and the paparazzi was following me. It was pretty cool. I am telling you, it is quite the ego boost when someone goes on and on about how pretty you are.
With the photography talk and looking through some of his pictures, we discussed ideas for photos. His friend is going to start doing pin up modeling with him taking pics. I saw some of the test shoots. She is quite pretty. She also is not a thinny. I told him that he ought to look into making his own site of people he knows that would take these kind of pictures as opposed to just sending them out to web sites that handle the money. He could have a lot of fun in the hobby sense and also they would have more control over it. It was then discovered that I would be willing to take pics like that. I love pin up. It is sexy and not all about showing it all. It is showing enough. Plus, I like the romantic side of pin up in terms of thinking like it was the 1940’s. Conner seems to think, and I suppose this doesn’t seem to odd in today’s world, that there is a huge market for these plus sized beauties. We agreed that I would be more than willing to do a photo shoot or two, even if said pics don’t end up going anywhere but in my own circle. He pointed out that once these pics were out there in cyberspace, anyone could see them and that I need to be sure if I am ok with that. The problem is, I am ok with it, but is the world I don’t know yet ok. I thought about things like PTA members once I get active there. I thought about people that might think me an unfit mom due to a couple of racy, but artful photographs. It really is a shame people are so pissy these days. So for the time being, I think I am excited about pictures, but it may only be the select that will see them.
I slept really quite well considering my calf decided to tense up at 3:30 this morning. Luckily, I fell back asleep after. I was so comfy. Ken left the fan on for me so I had the nice chills and I was curled up with the uber soft blanket we have. I could have stayed there all day.
I have so much work to do. I am so unmotivated. Eh, it will get done at some point.
I have not figured out my phone battery life. I didn’t charge it last night since I still seemed to have about half of the juice left. Now, I see that that level is rapidly declining and it isn’t even 8 am. I am sure I will get gobs of texts as the day progresses. Hopefully my phone lasts until I get home, at which point I can plug it in.
I am so going swimming tonight. I want to test out my new suit and the water has been nice.
I have been using my golf ball and I am shocked at the results. The first night I was cringing and close to tears it would hurt so bad. I am actually doing the golf ball as I type this, and even though it is a little sore, it seems to be like a good massage sore. I also have noticed my foot isn’t as sore as it has been. Yay!
I so want to see Machete. I am obsessed with seeing it now. I know it is only because they keep talking about it on the radio. Still!!
If my foot feels this good later, I may need to take Luna and Lycos for walks!
They are supposed to post the classroom assignments on the school next week. Bobby tells us that the room he wants is the one that had the cookies from when we went to open house.
I love hearing a new pet owner. It is like the happiest stuff ever! Maryann just inherited a little black poodle pup. She has not owned a critter in years, if ever. She has been going on and on about him all morning. It is so sweet! She is excited, nervous, jazzed, thrilled, worried and all kinds of new parent feelings. I just love it!!!
Do you ever get the feeling like it might be time to move out of this country into one that doesn’t act like a bunch of spoiled toddlers? Sorry, just reading about Glenn Beck’s Teabagger party. He just irks the shit out of me.
I was reminded that tomorrow is Fancy Friday. I will need to prep!
I have one last report to do, and I just don’t want to!
I finally woke up enough yesterday after Ken brought me 3 Red Bulls which I consumed all in 30 minutes. I was wired for a bit then I managed to get home.
Seriously, if I didn’t have multiple reports to complete today I would go home.
I went to dinner with Conner last night which was nice. We went to this fancy pants place and I had a steak which claimed to be some kind of aged for like a month. It was fab. I was super impressed. I also tried some kind of green stuff, duck fried rice and salmon. I was very proud of me! I even had some coffee! When I had arrived at Conner’s, I complained of my exhaustion and so he made me a chilled chocolate coffee drink which was quite yummy. He then had ordered me a cup of coffee at the restaurant to show me with the proper amount of cream, I would be pretty happy with coffee.
We went back to his place so I could try on the bathing suit he had ordered for me. I was kind of nervous being that it is a two piece. I have not rocked a bikini since I was about 17. I was significantly smaller then. In fact, compared to then, I am about 3 times larger. However, despite my insecurities of being ginormous, I was pleasantly surprised at how good this looked. It is all red with a cute white bow in the front. It fits well and is pretty comfy. I recognize that I can’t cover my fat really, so rocking the bikini seems pretty freeing.
Conner has also been doing gobs of photography lately. So he took many pics of me. I felt like I was someone famous and the paparazzi was following me. It was pretty cool. I am telling you, it is quite the ego boost when someone goes on and on about how pretty you are.
With the photography talk and looking through some of his pictures, we discussed ideas for photos. His friend is going to start doing pin up modeling with him taking pics. I saw some of the test shoots. She is quite pretty. She also is not a thinny. I told him that he ought to look into making his own site of people he knows that would take these kind of pictures as opposed to just sending them out to web sites that handle the money. He could have a lot of fun in the hobby sense and also they would have more control over it. It was then discovered that I would be willing to take pics like that. I love pin up. It is sexy and not all about showing it all. It is showing enough. Plus, I like the romantic side of pin up in terms of thinking like it was the 1940’s. Conner seems to think, and I suppose this doesn’t seem to odd in today’s world, that there is a huge market for these plus sized beauties. We agreed that I would be more than willing to do a photo shoot or two, even if said pics don’t end up going anywhere but in my own circle. He pointed out that once these pics were out there in cyberspace, anyone could see them and that I need to be sure if I am ok with that. The problem is, I am ok with it, but is the world I don’t know yet ok. I thought about things like PTA members once I get active there. I thought about people that might think me an unfit mom due to a couple of racy, but artful photographs. It really is a shame people are so pissy these days. So for the time being, I think I am excited about pictures, but it may only be the select that will see them.
I slept really quite well considering my calf decided to tense up at 3:30 this morning. Luckily, I fell back asleep after. I was so comfy. Ken left the fan on for me so I had the nice chills and I was curled up with the uber soft blanket we have. I could have stayed there all day.
I have so much work to do. I am so unmotivated. Eh, it will get done at some point.
I have not figured out my phone battery life. I didn’t charge it last night since I still seemed to have about half of the juice left. Now, I see that that level is rapidly declining and it isn’t even 8 am. I am sure I will get gobs of texts as the day progresses. Hopefully my phone lasts until I get home, at which point I can plug it in.
I am so going swimming tonight. I want to test out my new suit and the water has been nice.
I have been using my golf ball and I am shocked at the results. The first night I was cringing and close to tears it would hurt so bad. I am actually doing the golf ball as I type this, and even though it is a little sore, it seems to be like a good massage sore. I also have noticed my foot isn’t as sore as it has been. Yay!
I so want to see Machete. I am obsessed with seeing it now. I know it is only because they keep talking about it on the radio. Still!!
If my foot feels this good later, I may need to take Luna and Lycos for walks!
They are supposed to post the classroom assignments on the school next week. Bobby tells us that the room he wants is the one that had the cookies from when we went to open house.
I love hearing a new pet owner. It is like the happiest stuff ever! Maryann just inherited a little black poodle pup. She has not owned a critter in years, if ever. She has been going on and on about him all morning. It is so sweet! She is excited, nervous, jazzed, thrilled, worried and all kinds of new parent feelings. I just love it!!!
Do you ever get the feeling like it might be time to move out of this country into one that doesn’t act like a bunch of spoiled toddlers? Sorry, just reading about Glenn Beck’s Teabagger party. He just irks the shit out of me.
I was reminded that tomorrow is Fancy Friday. I will need to prep!
I have one last report to do, and I just don’t want to!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Soccer Mom
8-25-10
Although I am pleased that I now have time to write about my soccer mom meeting, I am not thrilled that the reports yet again are jacked up this morning.
First off, I felt incredibly old. The two ladies who were coach and team mom seemed like they were way younger than me. They probably were not, but I just felt wrong. The best way to describe it would be like meeting the cool girls and wondering if they would let you in to their click.
The coach was very nice, but Ken was quite put off when she said she didn’t want to be a coach and that the AYSO commissioner kind of begged her since they were short so many coaches. I had on my flower blinders and just only saw happy across the board because I was trying so hard to not a) take over, and b) just enjoy being a part of the system.
The coach and team mom knew each other from the year before. Their boys even played on the same team, which is why they were together again. This seems good and bad at the same time. On one hand, I love that they already kind of know the system. On the other hand, I did feel like I was intruding on their fun friend time.
Here was the most shocking thing to us. The team only has 4 kids on it! Turns out, in this age group they try to have only 4 kids. As I had mentioned before, they only have like 45 minutes of playing time. 20 practice and 20 game and 5 extra in there somewhere.
The coach’s son, whom I will refer to as Mr. Bossy Pants from here on out, was very nice to Bobby. In fact, they seemed to bond pretty quickly, which was cool. Mr. Bossy Pants little friend, Joey, showed up and you could tell who was in charge of that friendship. But Joey didn’t seem to mind.
Luis, the quiet one, was the only kid who just didn’t seem to know what to do with it. Bobby, accompanied by his Dax shadow, played with Mr Bossy Pants and Joey. They were wild. It was kind of cool, though.
The boys were asked to sit down and come up with a team name. Asking 5 and 6 year olds to make a decision like this was probably not wise. Mr. Bossy Pants of course starts barking out names he has decided on. Luis, Bobby and Joey simply laughed and agreed to whatever he wanted. The boys were told that the minute they came up with a name, they could have some tokens to go play in the game area. After about 2 minutes of deliberation, the name was chosen. The Shadows was on the table. So the boys went and played.
Ken let me kind of take the lead on this one and he went with the kids while I pow wowed with Coach, Team Mom and Luis (who is Luis’s daddy). The first item brought up was the team photo site. AYSO has teamed up with Shutterfly. They are giving all the teams a page in which we can share our pics and videos of the team all in an easy place. I was already taking pictures. This allowed me to be tapped for the photo site. Yes, I managed to get my volunteer time into something I already was planning on doing and what I enjoy! YAY!!!!
Snack schedules will go out, picture day was mentioned and field day plans came up. The coach was mostly worried about us being on time. I am cool with that. We are always early, so I think we win.
We got pizzas and I had to go and find Ken and the boys since with our new phones we have not come up with loud enough ring tones to hear in an arcade. I took Bobby since I needed him to sit with his team since Mr. Bossy Pants had decided on at least 3 new names and they needed to agree on one. I sat at a different table, but close to Bobby since he was getting all nervous sitting with his team. He started a shy streak which made me frustrated. Ken and Dax were not coming to eat, and it was already late. I went to go get them, telling Bobby to stay with his team. He flipped out. I told him he would be fine and I headed off. Next thing I know, I have a Bobby at my side in tears. Sigh. I was frustrated that I had to find Ken and Dax in the first place, but now I had sobby child.
After some more pressured deliberations, the kids settled on a name. Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like to introduce to you, The Red Bulls! Yeah, I wasn’t thrilled, either. But their team color is red, and they liked it.
Dax started melting as it was almost 8:30 at this point. He wanted to sit with the team, but I really wanted Bobby to have team time. Dax didn’t understand why he wasn’t the team. When I wanted to take pictures of the team, Dax insisted on being in the shot. Super frustrating.
When I got home, I felt icky. I felt light headed and nauseous. My stomach felt fine, though. I think stress and indigestion played a part. I did eat pizza way later than I am used to. I finally fell asleep well after 11.
Ok, reports are good, so I am off to work on those.
Although I am pleased that I now have time to write about my soccer mom meeting, I am not thrilled that the reports yet again are jacked up this morning.
First off, I felt incredibly old. The two ladies who were coach and team mom seemed like they were way younger than me. They probably were not, but I just felt wrong. The best way to describe it would be like meeting the cool girls and wondering if they would let you in to their click.
The coach was very nice, but Ken was quite put off when she said she didn’t want to be a coach and that the AYSO commissioner kind of begged her since they were short so many coaches. I had on my flower blinders and just only saw happy across the board because I was trying so hard to not a) take over, and b) just enjoy being a part of the system.
The coach and team mom knew each other from the year before. Their boys even played on the same team, which is why they were together again. This seems good and bad at the same time. On one hand, I love that they already kind of know the system. On the other hand, I did feel like I was intruding on their fun friend time.
Here was the most shocking thing to us. The team only has 4 kids on it! Turns out, in this age group they try to have only 4 kids. As I had mentioned before, they only have like 45 minutes of playing time. 20 practice and 20 game and 5 extra in there somewhere.
The coach’s son, whom I will refer to as Mr. Bossy Pants from here on out, was very nice to Bobby. In fact, they seemed to bond pretty quickly, which was cool. Mr. Bossy Pants little friend, Joey, showed up and you could tell who was in charge of that friendship. But Joey didn’t seem to mind.
Luis, the quiet one, was the only kid who just didn’t seem to know what to do with it. Bobby, accompanied by his Dax shadow, played with Mr Bossy Pants and Joey. They were wild. It was kind of cool, though.
The boys were asked to sit down and come up with a team name. Asking 5 and 6 year olds to make a decision like this was probably not wise. Mr. Bossy Pants of course starts barking out names he has decided on. Luis, Bobby and Joey simply laughed and agreed to whatever he wanted. The boys were told that the minute they came up with a name, they could have some tokens to go play in the game area. After about 2 minutes of deliberation, the name was chosen. The Shadows was on the table. So the boys went and played.
Ken let me kind of take the lead on this one and he went with the kids while I pow wowed with Coach, Team Mom and Luis (who is Luis’s daddy). The first item brought up was the team photo site. AYSO has teamed up with Shutterfly. They are giving all the teams a page in which we can share our pics and videos of the team all in an easy place. I was already taking pictures. This allowed me to be tapped for the photo site. Yes, I managed to get my volunteer time into something I already was planning on doing and what I enjoy! YAY!!!!
Snack schedules will go out, picture day was mentioned and field day plans came up. The coach was mostly worried about us being on time. I am cool with that. We are always early, so I think we win.
We got pizzas and I had to go and find Ken and the boys since with our new phones we have not come up with loud enough ring tones to hear in an arcade. I took Bobby since I needed him to sit with his team since Mr. Bossy Pants had decided on at least 3 new names and they needed to agree on one. I sat at a different table, but close to Bobby since he was getting all nervous sitting with his team. He started a shy streak which made me frustrated. Ken and Dax were not coming to eat, and it was already late. I went to go get them, telling Bobby to stay with his team. He flipped out. I told him he would be fine and I headed off. Next thing I know, I have a Bobby at my side in tears. Sigh. I was frustrated that I had to find Ken and Dax in the first place, but now I had sobby child.
After some more pressured deliberations, the kids settled on a name. Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like to introduce to you, The Red Bulls! Yeah, I wasn’t thrilled, either. But their team color is red, and they liked it.
Dax started melting as it was almost 8:30 at this point. He wanted to sit with the team, but I really wanted Bobby to have team time. Dax didn’t understand why he wasn’t the team. When I wanted to take pictures of the team, Dax insisted on being in the shot. Super frustrating.
When I got home, I felt icky. I felt light headed and nauseous. My stomach felt fine, though. I think stress and indigestion played a part. I did eat pizza way later than I am used to. I finally fell asleep well after 11.
Ok, reports are good, so I am off to work on those.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
short and boring
8-24-10
Short blog today. My reports didn’t run correctly, but I am still headed for a busy day or two.
I feel sleepy because I don’t have my reports available to keep me up.
I think I like Lady Gaga.
It cracks me up that bra straps showing is still a hang up for some women.
When I am right about something lame I am not sure it is much of a victory.
I got to satisfy my cravings for chips and salsa last night. Although, I would love to go and get more. LOL!
I am digging on the iPhone. It is funny, though. We have been playing with them so much that we have already had to recharge the battery after one day.
My day is dragging because now I am waiting on my reports which are running. I don’t want to mess with them right now since I don’t want to accidently stop them. And of course, the boss is in panic mode because someone dropped the ball on running them which makes everything behind schedule. Dude, chill.
I need to find a guitar instructor. Bobby is so excited about this guitar, I figure I might as well take advantage of it. He is a good age to learn, so why not? Hopefully I can find someone who is good with kids and who Bobby really bonds with.
Mmm…left over Cozymels. Yum.
The doc told me to roll my foot over a golf ball to break up the tissue that is causing the pain. He said to do it as much as I could stand. So I got home yesterday and started the treatment. He wasn’t kidding about how much it was going to hurt. But on the plus side, I could walk again! It really did feel much better. I did it off and on all evening as I sat at the computer. It was awesome! I should have worn sandals today just so I could keep doing it at work. But then again, I am wearing the only pair of shoes that seem to not aggravate my foot, so this is probably better. Either way, I can do more massage tonight.
Short blog today. My reports didn’t run correctly, but I am still headed for a busy day or two.
I feel sleepy because I don’t have my reports available to keep me up.
I think I like Lady Gaga.
It cracks me up that bra straps showing is still a hang up for some women.
When I am right about something lame I am not sure it is much of a victory.
I got to satisfy my cravings for chips and salsa last night. Although, I would love to go and get more. LOL!
I am digging on the iPhone. It is funny, though. We have been playing with them so much that we have already had to recharge the battery after one day.
My day is dragging because now I am waiting on my reports which are running. I don’t want to mess with them right now since I don’t want to accidently stop them. And of course, the boss is in panic mode because someone dropped the ball on running them which makes everything behind schedule. Dude, chill.
I need to find a guitar instructor. Bobby is so excited about this guitar, I figure I might as well take advantage of it. He is a good age to learn, so why not? Hopefully I can find someone who is good with kids and who Bobby really bonds with.
Mmm…left over Cozymels. Yum.
The doc told me to roll my foot over a golf ball to break up the tissue that is causing the pain. He said to do it as much as I could stand. So I got home yesterday and started the treatment. He wasn’t kidding about how much it was going to hurt. But on the plus side, I could walk again! It really did feel much better. I did it off and on all evening as I sat at the computer. It was awesome! I should have worn sandals today just so I could keep doing it at work. But then again, I am wearing the only pair of shoes that seem to not aggravate my foot, so this is probably better. Either way, I can do more massage tonight.
Monday, August 23, 2010
iphones baby!
8-23-10
A weekend full of events and sadly pain. The physical kind since it seemed that between Dax and I, we were in some kind of competition to see who would get to go to hospital first.
Saturday morning I was tired after having been up late the night before with all the birthday running arounds for the party. This didn’t help I am sure when it came to how I managed to get a big ole bruise and cut on my hand. I was setting up the picnic table and putting up the umbrella on it. I honestly don’t know what I did. One second I was putting the umbrella through the hole and getting it raised up a bit, then next thing you know, I have blinding pain in my right hand. I almost threw up, it was that bad.
Dax pulled out in the lead on the injury list pretty quickly. He managed to flip out of the pool, scrap up his shin on a cinder block, trip on the porch against the scrape and then get his in the face with the pool skimmer. Luckily he got lots of presents to distract him.
The party was a perfect mellow. Stephanie and Sabrina showed first, and my parents and Matt came. Brandy also showed, making the whole party filled with happy making people. The kids swam, and us grownups chatted about everything from tattoos, death, jobs and everything else in between. It was wonderful! Ken manned the grill and between the yummy chicken and burgers and great cake, it was a good day!
Sunday was also busy. Instead of bowling, we took the kids to Disneyland. Seriously, if you want to go to the Magic Kingdom, go right when the park opens. We went right when it opened at 8 and left by 11, and we managed to cover a whole lot of park. Space Mountain, Buzz, Casey Jr, Big Thunder, Pirates, Haunted Mansion, spent time on the island, Jungle Cruise (which in my opinion had probably the best captain in ages) and ended the day with Tiki Room. Not bad!
Dax fell asleep on the way home, but he didn’t go back to sleep when he went to lie down in bed. Neither of them did. I really miss regular naps.
Ken went to a birthday party so I went outside with the boys while they played in the pool with the dogs. Those 4 are always so happy when they play together. It warms my heart.
I got some sun, then moved back to the shade because it was too hot for good sunning. I was taking it easy as I was in gobs of pain. I have been bad and have not obtained better shoes. I tried wearing my Vans for Disneyland, hoping they would be better than sandals. However, I think that amount of walking would have done me in no matter what shoes. I could hardly move. My heel hurt even while sitting. I could be sitting and I would lift my foot to prepare to stand and it hurt more than even standing. I am calling the doc today.
Ken got home and we went to the Apple store. I had no idea that since the iPhone craze, it is not recommended to go to Apple Stores on the weekend. There is an actual line outside the store in which you have to wait your turn to get a phone. I guess since they have to actually get the service signed up, too, it takes some time. The store was packed aside from the few of us in line for phones. We waited maybe 45 minutes. Lucky for us, the kids were fantastic. Seriously. I was impressed. They played Super Why on iTty (best app I have downloaded lately) and watched Yo Gabba Gabba on it. Bobby also played some of the games on the iPhones that were there to play with. Based on their game playing ways, it may be time to invest in a couple of hand held Nintendo systems to have for these situations.
I am now iPhoned! Woo hoo!! I am very excited. I can’t use it to its full capacity yet since Ken has to upgrade the text messages this morning (they for some reason could not do it at the Apple store), but it works well. I have to be careful to not do things like download apps and stuff unless I am at home where I can use that network. No reason to run up the data plan unless I need to. However, I have the green light to use the net, Facebook and email as much as I want right now. Woo hoo!! I am connected to the net from everywhere now. I think everyone should be scared.
Bobby got his guitar. He has recently become obsessed with them and we had even looked at the ones at Costco on Friday night to see about getting him one for Christmas. Ken and the boys were on their way home Saturday morning from the store and they passed a few yard sales and there was a guitar, in great condition, for $4! Woo hoo! Ken also got me a kick ass croquet set which, ladies, means a Heathers Party is in our future. He also got me a couple of awesome old frames for the hallway, and one even had this postcard postmarked 1908! Way cool.
My electronic gadgets have halted my productivity. I have been playing solitaire all morning, messing with my camera and working on set up for my iPhone. I am not accustomed to getting my texts with sound. I usually feel my phone buzz and that way no one knows I am getting messages. Now, my phone bings each time. It isn’t a huge deal, and I am sure I will get used to it. Most people in my dept let their phones ring and make noise all day. Another girl has an iPhone here and I hear her phone all day long. It isn’t loud or anything. And really, it is such a quick sound, it isn’t a big deal. I do need to set up my ring tone when I get home. I loved my tone on my old phone which was “Let’s go to the Mall”. Right now, since I don’t have that song on my phone, I just have it set to quack at me. It is supposed to vibrate, too, but the vibrate isn’t very strong. Plus, it seems to quack and vibrate. So I have it turned down a smidge so it doesn’t bother anyone, or more realistically, they will hear a random soft quacking and wonder what they are hearing.
I also feel I need to be on the hunt for a fun phone cover. Right now, we got a couple of cheap ones at Target because they were soft and will protect the phone for now. I need skulls, people.
Have I mentioned how excited I am about going to the Compound in a couple weeks? First, I get to dress the boys up in crazy awesome outfits for the reception. And second, I get to take my pups to the river. So jazzed!!!!
I am starting to realize that even with this much boob, I don’t have enough room for all my gadgets. I will need to only wear things with pockets soon.
My nephew Daniel starts college today!! Holy crap! Where does the time go? He was only like 6 when I first met him, only like 4 when Ken and I started dating I think. What is up with that???
Good news. I have an appt with the doc at 1:45 today. I see my cool second doctor. Really, I never see my PCP, just members of her group, which is fine with me since I love them all. But this guy in particular is one of my personal favorites. I speculate that they will tell me it is just the planters fasciitis, but it will be good to rule out anything worse. Right now it seems way better than yesterday, and it only mostly hurts those first few steps from my desk. Then it seems to stretch out. However, I do notice it still hurts just in general, also, so who knows. I wonder if I will get x-rays? Either way, I think I will go home at noon thirty and pick up Ken and Bobby and head over there. Especially good idea to have a driver in case they do something to my foot.
I feel like such a dork for playing with my phone so much this morning.
I emailed the soccer folks and it turns out that since Bobby is the under 6 set, he really only plays for an hour a week. He practices for something like 30 minutes with his team, then they play the other team right after (which is what I was thinking was going to be the case). It means there will not be practices to take him to each week, so that is a good way to ease me into this whole soccer mom thing. He will probably only play on Saturdays, and my guess would also be it will only happen on Saturday mornings, so it will be pretty easy, really. Of course, this also has to take into consideration things like him having school all week long, also, and all the other things that go along with being a 5 year old.
Bobby was super cute yesterday. Dax was mad that I didn’t pick up a toy off the floor for him in the car. So I of course did the whole, “I guess it is time to trade me in for a better mom.” Bobby, laughing, says, “No mom, just let me tell you how to be!” He proceeds to tell me to always watch out for bad people, drive careful and be nice. I think these are pretty good instructions!
Hee hee! Just as I finished writing stuff, I get a call from Bobby’s new coach! Her name is Candace, and she wants to meet tomorrow night at Shakey’s pizza in Torrance. She wants all of us parents to meet and the kids to meet so that we can work together as a team to get all the information she has. I am very nervous and excited!!
A weekend full of events and sadly pain. The physical kind since it seemed that between Dax and I, we were in some kind of competition to see who would get to go to hospital first.
Saturday morning I was tired after having been up late the night before with all the birthday running arounds for the party. This didn’t help I am sure when it came to how I managed to get a big ole bruise and cut on my hand. I was setting up the picnic table and putting up the umbrella on it. I honestly don’t know what I did. One second I was putting the umbrella through the hole and getting it raised up a bit, then next thing you know, I have blinding pain in my right hand. I almost threw up, it was that bad.
Dax pulled out in the lead on the injury list pretty quickly. He managed to flip out of the pool, scrap up his shin on a cinder block, trip on the porch against the scrape and then get his in the face with the pool skimmer. Luckily he got lots of presents to distract him.
The party was a perfect mellow. Stephanie and Sabrina showed first, and my parents and Matt came. Brandy also showed, making the whole party filled with happy making people. The kids swam, and us grownups chatted about everything from tattoos, death, jobs and everything else in between. It was wonderful! Ken manned the grill and between the yummy chicken and burgers and great cake, it was a good day!
Sunday was also busy. Instead of bowling, we took the kids to Disneyland. Seriously, if you want to go to the Magic Kingdom, go right when the park opens. We went right when it opened at 8 and left by 11, and we managed to cover a whole lot of park. Space Mountain, Buzz, Casey Jr, Big Thunder, Pirates, Haunted Mansion, spent time on the island, Jungle Cruise (which in my opinion had probably the best captain in ages) and ended the day with Tiki Room. Not bad!
Dax fell asleep on the way home, but he didn’t go back to sleep when he went to lie down in bed. Neither of them did. I really miss regular naps.
Ken went to a birthday party so I went outside with the boys while they played in the pool with the dogs. Those 4 are always so happy when they play together. It warms my heart.
I got some sun, then moved back to the shade because it was too hot for good sunning. I was taking it easy as I was in gobs of pain. I have been bad and have not obtained better shoes. I tried wearing my Vans for Disneyland, hoping they would be better than sandals. However, I think that amount of walking would have done me in no matter what shoes. I could hardly move. My heel hurt even while sitting. I could be sitting and I would lift my foot to prepare to stand and it hurt more than even standing. I am calling the doc today.
Ken got home and we went to the Apple store. I had no idea that since the iPhone craze, it is not recommended to go to Apple Stores on the weekend. There is an actual line outside the store in which you have to wait your turn to get a phone. I guess since they have to actually get the service signed up, too, it takes some time. The store was packed aside from the few of us in line for phones. We waited maybe 45 minutes. Lucky for us, the kids were fantastic. Seriously. I was impressed. They played Super Why on iTty (best app I have downloaded lately) and watched Yo Gabba Gabba on it. Bobby also played some of the games on the iPhones that were there to play with. Based on their game playing ways, it may be time to invest in a couple of hand held Nintendo systems to have for these situations.
I am now iPhoned! Woo hoo!! I am very excited. I can’t use it to its full capacity yet since Ken has to upgrade the text messages this morning (they for some reason could not do it at the Apple store), but it works well. I have to be careful to not do things like download apps and stuff unless I am at home where I can use that network. No reason to run up the data plan unless I need to. However, I have the green light to use the net, Facebook and email as much as I want right now. Woo hoo!! I am connected to the net from everywhere now. I think everyone should be scared.
Bobby got his guitar. He has recently become obsessed with them and we had even looked at the ones at Costco on Friday night to see about getting him one for Christmas. Ken and the boys were on their way home Saturday morning from the store and they passed a few yard sales and there was a guitar, in great condition, for $4! Woo hoo! Ken also got me a kick ass croquet set which, ladies, means a Heathers Party is in our future. He also got me a couple of awesome old frames for the hallway, and one even had this postcard postmarked 1908! Way cool.
My electronic gadgets have halted my productivity. I have been playing solitaire all morning, messing with my camera and working on set up for my iPhone. I am not accustomed to getting my texts with sound. I usually feel my phone buzz and that way no one knows I am getting messages. Now, my phone bings each time. It isn’t a huge deal, and I am sure I will get used to it. Most people in my dept let their phones ring and make noise all day. Another girl has an iPhone here and I hear her phone all day long. It isn’t loud or anything. And really, it is such a quick sound, it isn’t a big deal. I do need to set up my ring tone when I get home. I loved my tone on my old phone which was “Let’s go to the Mall”. Right now, since I don’t have that song on my phone, I just have it set to quack at me. It is supposed to vibrate, too, but the vibrate isn’t very strong. Plus, it seems to quack and vibrate. So I have it turned down a smidge so it doesn’t bother anyone, or more realistically, they will hear a random soft quacking and wonder what they are hearing.
I also feel I need to be on the hunt for a fun phone cover. Right now, we got a couple of cheap ones at Target because they were soft and will protect the phone for now. I need skulls, people.
Have I mentioned how excited I am about going to the Compound in a couple weeks? First, I get to dress the boys up in crazy awesome outfits for the reception. And second, I get to take my pups to the river. So jazzed!!!!
I am starting to realize that even with this much boob, I don’t have enough room for all my gadgets. I will need to only wear things with pockets soon.
My nephew Daniel starts college today!! Holy crap! Where does the time go? He was only like 6 when I first met him, only like 4 when Ken and I started dating I think. What is up with that???
Good news. I have an appt with the doc at 1:45 today. I see my cool second doctor. Really, I never see my PCP, just members of her group, which is fine with me since I love them all. But this guy in particular is one of my personal favorites. I speculate that they will tell me it is just the planters fasciitis, but it will be good to rule out anything worse. Right now it seems way better than yesterday, and it only mostly hurts those first few steps from my desk. Then it seems to stretch out. However, I do notice it still hurts just in general, also, so who knows. I wonder if I will get x-rays? Either way, I think I will go home at noon thirty and pick up Ken and Bobby and head over there. Especially good idea to have a driver in case they do something to my foot.
I feel like such a dork for playing with my phone so much this morning.
I emailed the soccer folks and it turns out that since Bobby is the under 6 set, he really only plays for an hour a week. He practices for something like 30 minutes with his team, then they play the other team right after (which is what I was thinking was going to be the case). It means there will not be practices to take him to each week, so that is a good way to ease me into this whole soccer mom thing. He will probably only play on Saturdays, and my guess would also be it will only happen on Saturday mornings, so it will be pretty easy, really. Of course, this also has to take into consideration things like him having school all week long, also, and all the other things that go along with being a 5 year old.
Bobby was super cute yesterday. Dax was mad that I didn’t pick up a toy off the floor for him in the car. So I of course did the whole, “I guess it is time to trade me in for a better mom.” Bobby, laughing, says, “No mom, just let me tell you how to be!” He proceeds to tell me to always watch out for bad people, drive careful and be nice. I think these are pretty good instructions!
Hee hee! Just as I finished writing stuff, I get a call from Bobby’s new coach! Her name is Candace, and she wants to meet tomorrow night at Shakey’s pizza in Torrance. She wants all of us parents to meet and the kids to meet so that we can work together as a team to get all the information she has. I am very nervous and excited!!
Friday, August 20, 2010
On top of the world, looking down on, well, nothing?
8-20-10
Well, Disneyland may not happen on Sunday. Turns out, Ken may have a birthday party to do on Sunday. Not a huge deal, really. We may end up going next week or something. I get off work at a reasonable hour in which we can go for a few hours in the evening.
It was a mellow afternoon for us. I did some cleaning up and the boys ended up going in the pool which was incredibly warm. We also were amused when you add disco ball, sunshine and Luna together.
Tonight is a whirlwind of cleaning, shopping and preparing. Costco, Petco, and perhaps some other locations with co at the end. Thankfully, the “party” tomorrow isn’t super crazy like Bobby’s was. It is way more low key and hopefully just a nice visit with some folks where there also happens to be cake.
Today will probably be a long day. I found myself all wide awake come yesterday afternoon and was looking to rock boats. Said boat rockings may come back to get me wet today.
Fun with music. Just had a conversation with a bunch of coworkers about music. Turns out one of them has a band. She had her music on a cassette, which sparked tons of talk about players and what we all listen to. I was pleased to be able to tell them all that I still have records.
Look, the word retarded is funny. It doesn’t mean we are not sensitive to people who are mentally disabled. Aren’t we all a little mentally disabled? I am ok with being retarded. I am ok with someone calling my autistic brother retarded. People, calm the fuck down, and leave Jennifer Aniston alone.
Ken took both boys out to his class today. I think this was probably a good plan. It means Bobby has a playmate aside from his 13 year old girlfriend (look, his words, not mine) and it means that when I get home, I can work on the house with no distractions (aside from the net, of course) until they get home at about 4:30. This is all kinds of good!
I don’t know if I slept well last night or I am just feeling groovy today. I feel energized and up. It is a nice change. Perhaps my stress levels have decreased again despite the party stress I have.
Now that the decision has been made that iPhones are in our future, I am overly excited. I want it now! Ken went down to the AT&T store and although they didn’t have the ones we are getting in stock (we have decided on the 3Gs since we don’t need the new ones and really, we don’t even need gobs of space since I still have iTty), the assured him that they would call once two came in. Not sure I like that kind of wait time since they don’t really order them. So I took technology into my own hands and looked at Apple’s web site. They can ship in 5 to 7 days. I am now wondering if we could get them in store! My plan, unbeknownst to Ken, is to go by the Apple store today before our errands and see if perhaps they can make my happiness happen right there. I somehow doubt it, but I can hope, right?
BTW-I would like to say, my Blackberry has been wonderful. I have had zero problems with it. Ken has had some problems, but I don’t know that I blame Blackberry.
The boss seems dead set on talking about this one account all day long again. I don’t mind discussing issues, but when said issues are out of our control and being handled, why do I need to still answer dumb questions?
Luna peed 3 times in the house yesterday. Super random, too. We were in reading to the boys, and she hung out with me, being all sweet in there. As we kissed the boys goodnight, she peed! It was so random! We discovered 2 more puddles out in the living room and kitchen. They were mostly water, so we wondered if she just drank too much in the pool. Not sure what the deal was with that. She is normally really good about going to the door or something if she needs to pee. I hope it isn’t anything bad. She had been really good in the house mostly.
Why does eyeliner hurt so much when it ends up in your eyes? Wouldn’t you think they would add something to it since it is applied in a sensitive area?
Oh, the sad void between the end of the Kevin and Bean show and the end of the day. I think it is time to start downloading podcasts.
It is a real shame that wakes happen after a person passes. You hope that they heard all the wonderful things that people remember about them before they died.
I love olive branch comments. The unspoken fight between co-workers in which they are clearly testing one another, calling each other out on typos and procedure. Each one of them is angry about something totally unrelated, but this is an office and although they are friendly in general, there is a clear distain for one another. Then one of them makes peace. It is as if there is a cease fire for the day. It could be something as simple as a compliment about a dress or kudos on an account. The other one can’t be pissy since let’s face it, it would only show weakness. There is a laugh exchanged and insults muttered under their breath and the battles for the day will halt. Look, I am at work all day, what else am I supposed to do with my imagination?
I just described a movie to Stephanie as deep with sap icing. I may be too hyper today.
Well, Disneyland may not happen on Sunday. Turns out, Ken may have a birthday party to do on Sunday. Not a huge deal, really. We may end up going next week or something. I get off work at a reasonable hour in which we can go for a few hours in the evening.
It was a mellow afternoon for us. I did some cleaning up and the boys ended up going in the pool which was incredibly warm. We also were amused when you add disco ball, sunshine and Luna together.
Tonight is a whirlwind of cleaning, shopping and preparing. Costco, Petco, and perhaps some other locations with co at the end. Thankfully, the “party” tomorrow isn’t super crazy like Bobby’s was. It is way more low key and hopefully just a nice visit with some folks where there also happens to be cake.
Today will probably be a long day. I found myself all wide awake come yesterday afternoon and was looking to rock boats. Said boat rockings may come back to get me wet today.
Fun with music. Just had a conversation with a bunch of coworkers about music. Turns out one of them has a band. She had her music on a cassette, which sparked tons of talk about players and what we all listen to. I was pleased to be able to tell them all that I still have records.
Look, the word retarded is funny. It doesn’t mean we are not sensitive to people who are mentally disabled. Aren’t we all a little mentally disabled? I am ok with being retarded. I am ok with someone calling my autistic brother retarded. People, calm the fuck down, and leave Jennifer Aniston alone.
Ken took both boys out to his class today. I think this was probably a good plan. It means Bobby has a playmate aside from his 13 year old girlfriend (look, his words, not mine) and it means that when I get home, I can work on the house with no distractions (aside from the net, of course) until they get home at about 4:30. This is all kinds of good!
I don’t know if I slept well last night or I am just feeling groovy today. I feel energized and up. It is a nice change. Perhaps my stress levels have decreased again despite the party stress I have.
Now that the decision has been made that iPhones are in our future, I am overly excited. I want it now! Ken went down to the AT&T store and although they didn’t have the ones we are getting in stock (we have decided on the 3Gs since we don’t need the new ones and really, we don’t even need gobs of space since I still have iTty), the assured him that they would call once two came in. Not sure I like that kind of wait time since they don’t really order them. So I took technology into my own hands and looked at Apple’s web site. They can ship in 5 to 7 days. I am now wondering if we could get them in store! My plan, unbeknownst to Ken, is to go by the Apple store today before our errands and see if perhaps they can make my happiness happen right there. I somehow doubt it, but I can hope, right?
BTW-I would like to say, my Blackberry has been wonderful. I have had zero problems with it. Ken has had some problems, but I don’t know that I blame Blackberry.
The boss seems dead set on talking about this one account all day long again. I don’t mind discussing issues, but when said issues are out of our control and being handled, why do I need to still answer dumb questions?
Luna peed 3 times in the house yesterday. Super random, too. We were in reading to the boys, and she hung out with me, being all sweet in there. As we kissed the boys goodnight, she peed! It was so random! We discovered 2 more puddles out in the living room and kitchen. They were mostly water, so we wondered if she just drank too much in the pool. Not sure what the deal was with that. She is normally really good about going to the door or something if she needs to pee. I hope it isn’t anything bad. She had been really good in the house mostly.
Why does eyeliner hurt so much when it ends up in your eyes? Wouldn’t you think they would add something to it since it is applied in a sensitive area?
Oh, the sad void between the end of the Kevin and Bean show and the end of the day. I think it is time to start downloading podcasts.
It is a real shame that wakes happen after a person passes. You hope that they heard all the wonderful things that people remember about them before they died.
I love olive branch comments. The unspoken fight between co-workers in which they are clearly testing one another, calling each other out on typos and procedure. Each one of them is angry about something totally unrelated, but this is an office and although they are friendly in general, there is a clear distain for one another. Then one of them makes peace. It is as if there is a cease fire for the day. It could be something as simple as a compliment about a dress or kudos on an account. The other one can’t be pissy since let’s face it, it would only show weakness. There is a laugh exchanged and insults muttered under their breath and the battles for the day will halt. Look, I am at work all day, what else am I supposed to do with my imagination?
I just described a movie to Stephanie as deep with sap icing. I may be too hyper today.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Better
8-19-10
It is morning. I have not decided if it is good or not yet. It may be too early.
I have to prep for a meeting today. I have to print out a bunch of hand outs and crap. Lame.
Sleep. I need more of it. I am a zombie these days and I don’t become functional until after 9ish. On the plus side, the morning is a blur so therefore half my day just seems to float away.
I started my project 365 for Dax pics yesterday. I took my first picture of my Gena 365. I will upload that one today. I am now keeping my camera in my pocket to ensure I am never without it.
I love that my VP just called me for help on our internal Facebook because he knew that if anyone could help him, it was me. See, being a Facebook junkie pays off! LOL!
It is always so heart warming when you feel pretty frazzled and overwhelmed, and then there are people that truly do care. I feel pretty loved right now.
I hate to follow rules. I am starting to wonder if perhaps a picture a day is too limited. I am sure the idea was designed for a couple of reasons. One, most people don’t take enough pictures in life. Two, it allows you practice in your photography. Three, there is discipline. I suppose on number 3, I would be learning how to not take so many. But honestly, I don’t think I can take too many. They are for me. They make me happy. I am starting to think that instead of project 365 for me, I will make it just project, make Gena happy. It could be 4 pictures today. It might be 1 tomorrow. Perhaps 20 next week. But if I start just taking pictures of things that are what make life worth while and really enjoy that, wouldn’t that be a better hobby? The ones of Dax will be fun just in the idea of watching him grow for a year. But really, I don’t think I have been lacking in documenting his growth (or Bobby’s) since their birth. I may be modifying my plans. We will see.
My morning has been swamped. I have enjoyed working on actual problem accounts all morning. It has taken away the monotony and kept me awake and alert.
I also found iTty. YAY! He was wedged far under the couch cushions. Although I was amused at what Bobby thought happened, which was that some little bad guy snuck in and stole it. Mind you, he was very adamant about the bad guy being tiny.
It is morning. I have not decided if it is good or not yet. It may be too early.
I have to prep for a meeting today. I have to print out a bunch of hand outs and crap. Lame.
Sleep. I need more of it. I am a zombie these days and I don’t become functional until after 9ish. On the plus side, the morning is a blur so therefore half my day just seems to float away.
I started my project 365 for Dax pics yesterday. I took my first picture of my Gena 365. I will upload that one today. I am now keeping my camera in my pocket to ensure I am never without it.
I love that my VP just called me for help on our internal Facebook because he knew that if anyone could help him, it was me. See, being a Facebook junkie pays off! LOL!
It is always so heart warming when you feel pretty frazzled and overwhelmed, and then there are people that truly do care. I feel pretty loved right now.
I hate to follow rules. I am starting to wonder if perhaps a picture a day is too limited. I am sure the idea was designed for a couple of reasons. One, most people don’t take enough pictures in life. Two, it allows you practice in your photography. Three, there is discipline. I suppose on number 3, I would be learning how to not take so many. But honestly, I don’t think I can take too many. They are for me. They make me happy. I am starting to think that instead of project 365 for me, I will make it just project, make Gena happy. It could be 4 pictures today. It might be 1 tomorrow. Perhaps 20 next week. But if I start just taking pictures of things that are what make life worth while and really enjoy that, wouldn’t that be a better hobby? The ones of Dax will be fun just in the idea of watching him grow for a year. But really, I don’t think I have been lacking in documenting his growth (or Bobby’s) since their birth. I may be modifying my plans. We will see.
My morning has been swamped. I have enjoyed working on actual problem accounts all morning. It has taken away the monotony and kept me awake and alert.
I also found iTty. YAY! He was wedged far under the couch cushions. Although I was amused at what Bobby thought happened, which was that some little bad guy snuck in and stole it. Mind you, he was very adamant about the bad guy being tiny.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Ever Wonder?
8-18-10
Happy Birthday my little feisty baby!
I am tired. I am tired of being this tired.
I also had some anxiety last night. Not sure what was causing it. I felt overwhelmed. I went into the pool with the dogs last night and just floated. It was so relaxing. I felt like nothing was bad in the world.
I had a good evening, too. We changed up story time to be a family event where all 4 of us sit in and listen to a story book. Ken will read one night, me the next night. We are reading Harry Potter right now. So far, it seems good for them. I sat on the floor with Dax and Luna while Ken and Bobby sat on the bed.
Yet even after all these relaxing, happy making things, I felt sad and stressed and wrong. I don’t know why.
I felt a desire to go on a walk last night, but my foot/heel has been killing me, so I thought this wasn’t a good idea. The pool certainly helped in the active part since perhaps that is what I feel like I am missing. My exercise endorphins are pissed because they feel cooped up. I wonder if I can do a little Wii when I get home.
I saw a girl the other day with a similar hair style to mine. She had the front half of her hair was a dark red. The rest was black. Although I don’t like the black part, I loved the red part. I have also seen a couple chicks recently with unnatural red hair. It looked like fun. I am considering it.
Project 365 starts today. I am going to take a picture of Dax a day for a year. I also have a desire to do a different Project 365. Not sure what that will be yet. Perhaps a happy making one. Just different things that day that end up making me happy. The only real problem is that I take a million pictures in general. One of these projects almost seems silly because I don’t let fun things pass me by. I take a picture. I just did a quick tally based on just what I have posted to Picasa, and I have taken well over 4000 pictures this year alone. Shoot, even taking out events like Ohio where, yes, I was taking more pictures than normal, that still leaves me at 3500 pictures from everything else! And I still have first days of school coming up, soccer games, a wedding reception, Halloween and Christmas! Maybe I just need to make sure to take some abstract photos.
I just used a glue stick to put a skull looking sticker/charm to my neck. It that weird?
Glue stick glue does not work on skin.
I have the idea. I am excited now. My project 365 that is not Dax related will be things that are who I am. Pictures of things that represent me. I have plenty of ideas and I think it will be fun. It is a rediscovery of what makes me Gena. Woo Hoo!
Kat Von D is awesome.
I hate that I feel like I am venting about anything bumming me out. Too many other people have far more problems and I feel selfish for possibly over shadowing their stuff.
Apparently, Bullseye the horse is rare. It was one of those toys that sold out quickly and is not available anywhere, unless of course I want to pay $150 for it. Look, Dax will live without the horse. Instead, I am considering just getting him Woody. His Woody is lacking in a hat, and boots (ok, he has them, but Dax managed to remove them to see if there was in fact a snake in them), and no voice. They have Woody dolls all over that talk and have a hat, so I think that will be fun. We got him a Super Why guy yesterday along with a Toy Story picture book. I think I will also pick up a pack of all the Toy Story characters for his cake.
I wonder if I can do the red color myself or if I should have it done.
I wonder if we should take Dax to McDonalds tonight.
I wonder if my pool will be warm again tonight.
I wonder if my dad will get anymore tattoos.
I wonder what happened to iTty.
I wonder why it is my boss seems to have so many problems with things.
I wonder why it is that people in America are so damn dumb.
I wonder what organ I will remove next.
I wonder why I never knew that part of the 12 Step Program had so much God lingo in it.
I wonder why it is that AT&T sucks on so many levels.
I wonder if I will ever have another child.
I wonder what will finally motivate me to be thin.
I wonder if I am a good enough friend.
I wonder if people find my blog interesting.
I wonder how many people read this.
I wonder if I am done.
I am. LOL!
Happy Birthday my little feisty baby!
I am tired. I am tired of being this tired.
I also had some anxiety last night. Not sure what was causing it. I felt overwhelmed. I went into the pool with the dogs last night and just floated. It was so relaxing. I felt like nothing was bad in the world.
I had a good evening, too. We changed up story time to be a family event where all 4 of us sit in and listen to a story book. Ken will read one night, me the next night. We are reading Harry Potter right now. So far, it seems good for them. I sat on the floor with Dax and Luna while Ken and Bobby sat on the bed.
Yet even after all these relaxing, happy making things, I felt sad and stressed and wrong. I don’t know why.
I felt a desire to go on a walk last night, but my foot/heel has been killing me, so I thought this wasn’t a good idea. The pool certainly helped in the active part since perhaps that is what I feel like I am missing. My exercise endorphins are pissed because they feel cooped up. I wonder if I can do a little Wii when I get home.
I saw a girl the other day with a similar hair style to mine. She had the front half of her hair was a dark red. The rest was black. Although I don’t like the black part, I loved the red part. I have also seen a couple chicks recently with unnatural red hair. It looked like fun. I am considering it.
Project 365 starts today. I am going to take a picture of Dax a day for a year. I also have a desire to do a different Project 365. Not sure what that will be yet. Perhaps a happy making one. Just different things that day that end up making me happy. The only real problem is that I take a million pictures in general. One of these projects almost seems silly because I don’t let fun things pass me by. I take a picture. I just did a quick tally based on just what I have posted to Picasa, and I have taken well over 4000 pictures this year alone. Shoot, even taking out events like Ohio where, yes, I was taking more pictures than normal, that still leaves me at 3500 pictures from everything else! And I still have first days of school coming up, soccer games, a wedding reception, Halloween and Christmas! Maybe I just need to make sure to take some abstract photos.
I just used a glue stick to put a skull looking sticker/charm to my neck. It that weird?
Glue stick glue does not work on skin.
I have the idea. I am excited now. My project 365 that is not Dax related will be things that are who I am. Pictures of things that represent me. I have plenty of ideas and I think it will be fun. It is a rediscovery of what makes me Gena. Woo Hoo!
Kat Von D is awesome.
I hate that I feel like I am venting about anything bumming me out. Too many other people have far more problems and I feel selfish for possibly over shadowing their stuff.
Apparently, Bullseye the horse is rare. It was one of those toys that sold out quickly and is not available anywhere, unless of course I want to pay $150 for it. Look, Dax will live without the horse. Instead, I am considering just getting him Woody. His Woody is lacking in a hat, and boots (ok, he has them, but Dax managed to remove them to see if there was in fact a snake in them), and no voice. They have Woody dolls all over that talk and have a hat, so I think that will be fun. We got him a Super Why guy yesterday along with a Toy Story picture book. I think I will also pick up a pack of all the Toy Story characters for his cake.
I wonder if I can do the red color myself or if I should have it done.
I wonder if we should take Dax to McDonalds tonight.
I wonder if my pool will be warm again tonight.
I wonder if my dad will get anymore tattoos.
I wonder what happened to iTty.
I wonder why it is my boss seems to have so many problems with things.
I wonder why it is that people in America are so damn dumb.
I wonder what organ I will remove next.
I wonder why I never knew that part of the 12 Step Program had so much God lingo in it.
I wonder why it is that AT&T sucks on so many levels.
I wonder if I will ever have another child.
I wonder what will finally motivate me to be thin.
I wonder if I am a good enough friend.
I wonder if people find my blog interesting.
I wonder how many people read this.
I wonder if I am done.
I am. LOL!
Monday, August 16, 2010
Lots of sap, so be careful
8-16-10
I left iTty at home. I may go into solitaire withdrawals.
What an insanely busy and productive weekend! On Saturday, we cleaned out what was Bobby’s room and transformed it into Bobby and Dax’s bedroom. Ken raised the bunk bed and Dax’s bed was moved in and we cleaned up the room to be just a bedroom, no longer a place of play. Dax’s old room now contains all of the toys the boys own.
The playroom is a work in progress. I did manage to make space to walk in there and did some preliminary sorting, but I have a lot of work ahead of me. I am tempted to not organize too much more and maybe spackle the wall and get it painting prepped so that we can work on that soon. Then we can organize. Not sure yet, though.
Saturday evening, Sabrina came over for a few hours while Stephanie and Dave went to a family function. It was good that the boys were pretty tired already since they mostly behaved. The kids all watched a movie while eating, and then Sabrina and Dax went out back to play. Bobby came out a little later, and the three of them had a lot of fun together. I had been running with them, but my foot was getting sore, so I devised a game in which I could sit.
Sabrina came across the Christmas light dog toys and declared them magic seeds. I ran with this, and decided I was a magic tree who had presented each of them with their own magic seed. I then started sending them on quests to find certain toys in the backyard. They were all shockingly digging it. Sabrina kept calling me “BobbyDax’s mommy tree”. Awesome!
We went to bed late that night. The boys stayed up after Sabrina went to bed. But it was ok since they helped Ken set the kits for Sunday’s birthday party. It meant when they shuffled into the new bedroom, they were beat and passed out rather quickly.
It was a shame, really, to get them up for bowling. They both looked so comfy. I rubbed Dax’s arm to wake him, and it was cute to see him smiling in his sleep.
While Ken was at the birthday party on Sunday, I worked on the playroom. Right after Ken got home, I got a call from Doug who was in the area. He came over and hung out with us for the afternoon. He even went in the pool with the boys and I, which was way fun.
Once again, I got to bed way later than I probably should have being that I was (and am) super sore and tired.
This week I have to continue to make progress to get the house ready for some company. Not that we are doing a real party for Dax, but I figure with a handful of folks coming over for BBQ and cake, we should make the place look decent.
Ken is taking the boys bowling in the morning. I have been on the fence about going with them. On one hand, I love the idea of sleeping in tomorrow. On the other hand, I feel as though I should save my days of being bad on a better day.
I have no focus today. I am seriously considering going and sleeping in the bathroom. Although, honestly, I wonder if anyone would notice if I disappeared for an hour and slept in my car.
I need to hit up Costco and JoAnn’s on Friday night. I think that Dax and I will head over to the latter of those when I get off work. I also still need to get over to Toys R Us. Man, busy week ahead of me, too! When does it all stop?
Another funky dream last night. I know that there were people there from my geeky friend past. I showed up to visit with them, knowing they would all be busy working on electronics and projects. Greg answered the door and seemed genuinely happy to see me. I know I was flattered by this, and couldn’t believe that he would still want to talk to me. I found Dani, who was also there, to tell her this. She was happy for me, too. Then Ed bumped into us and he was telling us about how he had moved and how happy he is.
Later on, I do remember driving, and doing it poorly, but that the people who I cut off were friends.
In a strange scene, I was talking to Greg, and I knew that in the dream he and I had dated at some point. I kept being distracted with talking to him, though. Out of the corner of my eye, another person (I think a friend, but I don’t remember who it was. Everyone there was a person from my life) approached Ken. I had not known he was there, and I am not trying to be all mushy, but seriously, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I was looking for any possible excuse to be able to go talk to him. I guess we were not together yet. I don’t know the deal. All I know was that I would have knocked everyone down if I could to get over to talk to him. When I finally did, I almost felt shy and nervous. It was like I was next to a rock star. Then he talked to me, and I am telling you, I about melted. He had this confidence that just wooed the shit out of me. I don’t remember much else, but it was one of those really wonderful dreams in which I was quite happy to wake up from only because I knew Ken was there in my bed.
Ok, enough with the mushy, sappy crap. Sorry, y’all. Sometimes a chick just needs to gush about her man.
I am a little jealous right now. Ken is taking the boys to the zoo. He said it was day 1 of the 3 day Dax birthday bash. I know he is taking them bowling tomorrow. I don’t know his plan for the actual birthday. I had assumed he would go to daycare just because they end up having a little party and I would make cupcakes. Either way, I do wish I could join them, but I also understand that Ken needs his daddy time with them. I don’t need to be there for everything. I just like to be around them when I can. I love family time.
Well, and in reality, I shouldn’t be walking the zoo. My heel is really bugging me to the point where I need to get some good tennis shoes this week to provide me with some good arch support. I have been doing all this house work barefoot, which isn’t good for my foot. I just need some simple, good arch shoes. I may even get an arch support insert for it. I saw that Sketchers had some sandals like mine that have arch support, so I am tempted to go try them on. I must do something. At the very least, I would like something for Sunday when we go to Disneyland.
Maybe if I wasn’t such a fat ass, my foot would not be as mad at me. LOL!
I am hoping Ken brings my babies by work on the way home from the zoo. If he doesn’t, it is no big deal. I just love showing them off!
I can’t believe Dax is almost 4. Seriously, it is just crazy to me. I have not been pregnant in almost 4 years! I loved being pregnant so much. How has it been so long? It is cool that Dax still sleeps wit the Boppy. It makes me feel like he really did love that nursing time. Bobby starts school in like a couple weeks and also soccer. My babies are becoming real kids right before my eyes. It is freaky.
Turns out, Ken has been working on teaching Dax the planets song. He knows all the planets in order! It seems like something he should know being that he will soon rule the universe.
I left iTty at home. I may go into solitaire withdrawals.
What an insanely busy and productive weekend! On Saturday, we cleaned out what was Bobby’s room and transformed it into Bobby and Dax’s bedroom. Ken raised the bunk bed and Dax’s bed was moved in and we cleaned up the room to be just a bedroom, no longer a place of play. Dax’s old room now contains all of the toys the boys own.
The playroom is a work in progress. I did manage to make space to walk in there and did some preliminary sorting, but I have a lot of work ahead of me. I am tempted to not organize too much more and maybe spackle the wall and get it painting prepped so that we can work on that soon. Then we can organize. Not sure yet, though.
Saturday evening, Sabrina came over for a few hours while Stephanie and Dave went to a family function. It was good that the boys were pretty tired already since they mostly behaved. The kids all watched a movie while eating, and then Sabrina and Dax went out back to play. Bobby came out a little later, and the three of them had a lot of fun together. I had been running with them, but my foot was getting sore, so I devised a game in which I could sit.
Sabrina came across the Christmas light dog toys and declared them magic seeds. I ran with this, and decided I was a magic tree who had presented each of them with their own magic seed. I then started sending them on quests to find certain toys in the backyard. They were all shockingly digging it. Sabrina kept calling me “BobbyDax’s mommy tree”. Awesome!
We went to bed late that night. The boys stayed up after Sabrina went to bed. But it was ok since they helped Ken set the kits for Sunday’s birthday party. It meant when they shuffled into the new bedroom, they were beat and passed out rather quickly.
It was a shame, really, to get them up for bowling. They both looked so comfy. I rubbed Dax’s arm to wake him, and it was cute to see him smiling in his sleep.
While Ken was at the birthday party on Sunday, I worked on the playroom. Right after Ken got home, I got a call from Doug who was in the area. He came over and hung out with us for the afternoon. He even went in the pool with the boys and I, which was way fun.
Once again, I got to bed way later than I probably should have being that I was (and am) super sore and tired.
This week I have to continue to make progress to get the house ready for some company. Not that we are doing a real party for Dax, but I figure with a handful of folks coming over for BBQ and cake, we should make the place look decent.
Ken is taking the boys bowling in the morning. I have been on the fence about going with them. On one hand, I love the idea of sleeping in tomorrow. On the other hand, I feel as though I should save my days of being bad on a better day.
I have no focus today. I am seriously considering going and sleeping in the bathroom. Although, honestly, I wonder if anyone would notice if I disappeared for an hour and slept in my car.
I need to hit up Costco and JoAnn’s on Friday night. I think that Dax and I will head over to the latter of those when I get off work. I also still need to get over to Toys R Us. Man, busy week ahead of me, too! When does it all stop?
Another funky dream last night. I know that there were people there from my geeky friend past. I showed up to visit with them, knowing they would all be busy working on electronics and projects. Greg answered the door and seemed genuinely happy to see me. I know I was flattered by this, and couldn’t believe that he would still want to talk to me. I found Dani, who was also there, to tell her this. She was happy for me, too. Then Ed bumped into us and he was telling us about how he had moved and how happy he is.
Later on, I do remember driving, and doing it poorly, but that the people who I cut off were friends.
In a strange scene, I was talking to Greg, and I knew that in the dream he and I had dated at some point. I kept being distracted with talking to him, though. Out of the corner of my eye, another person (I think a friend, but I don’t remember who it was. Everyone there was a person from my life) approached Ken. I had not known he was there, and I am not trying to be all mushy, but seriously, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I was looking for any possible excuse to be able to go talk to him. I guess we were not together yet. I don’t know the deal. All I know was that I would have knocked everyone down if I could to get over to talk to him. When I finally did, I almost felt shy and nervous. It was like I was next to a rock star. Then he talked to me, and I am telling you, I about melted. He had this confidence that just wooed the shit out of me. I don’t remember much else, but it was one of those really wonderful dreams in which I was quite happy to wake up from only because I knew Ken was there in my bed.
Ok, enough with the mushy, sappy crap. Sorry, y’all. Sometimes a chick just needs to gush about her man.
I am a little jealous right now. Ken is taking the boys to the zoo. He said it was day 1 of the 3 day Dax birthday bash. I know he is taking them bowling tomorrow. I don’t know his plan for the actual birthday. I had assumed he would go to daycare just because they end up having a little party and I would make cupcakes. Either way, I do wish I could join them, but I also understand that Ken needs his daddy time with them. I don’t need to be there for everything. I just like to be around them when I can. I love family time.
Well, and in reality, I shouldn’t be walking the zoo. My heel is really bugging me to the point where I need to get some good tennis shoes this week to provide me with some good arch support. I have been doing all this house work barefoot, which isn’t good for my foot. I just need some simple, good arch shoes. I may even get an arch support insert for it. I saw that Sketchers had some sandals like mine that have arch support, so I am tempted to go try them on. I must do something. At the very least, I would like something for Sunday when we go to Disneyland.
Maybe if I wasn’t such a fat ass, my foot would not be as mad at me. LOL!
I am hoping Ken brings my babies by work on the way home from the zoo. If he doesn’t, it is no big deal. I just love showing them off!
I can’t believe Dax is almost 4. Seriously, it is just crazy to me. I have not been pregnant in almost 4 years! I loved being pregnant so much. How has it been so long? It is cool that Dax still sleeps wit the Boppy. It makes me feel like he really did love that nursing time. Bobby starts school in like a couple weeks and also soccer. My babies are becoming real kids right before my eyes. It is freaky.
Turns out, Ken has been working on teaching Dax the planets song. He knows all the planets in order! It seems like something he should know being that he will soon rule the universe.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Good Housekeeping
8-13-10
Woo! It was a good, productive day yesterday.
I am driving Ken’s car today and yesterday since he has to drive out to Calabasas, and let’s face it, my car is nicer to drive such a distance. The real problem, though, is Ken’s car is barely fit to drive the 10 minutes to my job. This comes from how much crap Ken keeps in his vehicle. As I drove into work yesterday morning, I was frustrated and annoyed with the garbage. I felt like I was in that Friends episode with the super hot chick in the messy apartment.
The steering wheel cover needs replacing. The windows had been left down, so the steering wheel was damp and felt like goo. I grabbed a t-shirt (yes, there was a shirt in there) to cover the offending texture. The problem was, when I turned, it got caught on the windshield wipers control and I about crashed into the center divider. Luckily, I drive with no one else on the road, so I was ok.
I had contemplated going home to clean house anyway, especially since my parents, who would be watching Bobby all day, were going to bring him to me and this meant they would want to come in and see the hallway and I was embarrassed of the mess. The car pushed me over the line and I knew I had to not only clean house, but clean car.
I left around 7:15, not telling Ken that I was in route. He was gone by the time I got there, and I set to work on making my house sparkle.
It was no easy feat. But I managed to tackle all rooms in the house, even organizing the pantry and bathroom shelf. I went through Ken’s work and desk clutter a bit, making it more manageable while he worked on it. Hopefully this weekend we can get some of that stuff in the garage where it belongs since I want the place clean for Dax’s birthday.
The only thing I didn’t do was Cinderelly style on the floor, but I did put down catnip for the cats so I didn’t want to sweep it up yet.
I made the kids smoothies for snack and my folks liked the hallway. I then ushered the children out to the pool so they could enjoy the last month of summer. Even though it has been a mild summer, we have gotten a lot of use out of the pool, so this is a good thing. I just wish it was a smidge warmer at night so I could go in after the kids were in bed. It sounds like I may get this wish this weekend.
Bobby ended up being put to bed for a tantrum and a half. In the midst of this, his head cracked into my cheek. Ouch. Remind me never to get punched by anyone.
My other spectacular injury was my toenail. It had been broken some time ago, but was being held on nail polish and the remnants of my toe skin. A new nail was growing underneath, so I didn’t remove it as this was protecting it just fine, and it looked prettier. Unfortunately, I caught the nail on something and it ripped off. Ok, not completely off. I had to finish the job, which for the faint at heart, is not fun. I bandaged it was pleased when there was actually minimal blood. But still, it is unfair to have a big bandage on my toe in the prime of open toe shoe season. I tried to put on of my sparkly skull stickers on it, but it just won’t stay. Grrr!
I just realized I really did wear the wrong bottoms for this outfit. I should have worn my light blue jeans. Oh well. What’s done is done.
We ventured into the evil that is Wallmart on Wednesday. We needed to get cat food, and since we were also going to the Payless next to it, I suggested we go in there to see if the prices were worthwhile.
Sadly, they were. I was not impressed with the Wallmart exclusive items, but their pricing on certain things was actually pretty good. I have been against the likes of Wallmart in general, but when your budget it tight, you have to do what you have to do. We will probably go back at some point. Luckily, I have not heard any specific bad things about it recently so I think we are not going to hell just yet.
Why does Luna love this dog toy so much? Or more specifically, why does it please me so much?
I am concerned that the random dirt spots on my shirt this morning are the results of Ken’s car. Not happy making!
I think that this evening is mellow, so this is a good thing. I am looking forward to not having any real responsibility tonight since I took care of chores yesterday. I can sleep in tomorrow and we can really work on the garage to get it good. We can finish putting up some of the wood for the hallway on Sunday afternoon, once Ken gets back from the birthday party he has.
I had a dream last night that included what seemed like the best advertising campaign for Disney ever. I drove down a street and they had put up this image of you driving towards the castle. Next thing you know, you are on Main street, but it is really just this cool water screen. I was so impressed. Can you tell I am jonzing to get back to the magic kingdom?
I also had a dream where some topless broad was swimming in our pool at night and apparently had been doing it for some time. I yelled at her, and she actually had the gall to yell at me saying that I couldn’t kick her out now since she had been doing it for so long. Ken only laughed, which was an unusual reaction for him, so of course I assumed he knew about it and had been swimming with her. I don’t understand the jealous streak, especially since I wasn’t sad or even really pissed at the time. I was more mad at him not telling me then the swimming with some naked chick. Super odd. It may be due to the seemingly overwhelming number of couples I know that are having difficulty in the last week. Perhaps I am just projecting their stuff on my relationship. Not sure.
I might not take off next week now. I might just let Ken hang out with the boys on Tuesday for his birthday bowling, and then still send him to Maria’s on his actual birthday since they usually have a party. I will make cupcakes for him to take. Plus, it will be good guy bonding for my boys to bowl together. My dad will be there, too. So that would be nice. Then maybe I can have Ken bring them to me Tuesday afternoon so I can show them off.
I don’t work but on most of the Mondays in September. I have the 6th off for Labor day, and the following 2 Mondays are start school days. I will be super mommy exhausted. I will have two kids in school, one kid in soccer, one kid still doing half days in daycare, and still be a working mom. How do people do it?
Sabrina may be hanging out with us on Saturday while her folks go to a family party. It might be a fun time to clean out toys since I can let the kids all play with gobs of toys they have not seen in a long time. Perhaps we can even go get the wood needed to raise Bobby’s bed this weekend so we can move Dax’s bed under it. We could then start the move of toys. We will see. I might be taking on too many things at once.
I need to clean off my fridge and cabinets since with school coming up, I will have gobs of new artwork to display! Maybe that will be the décor for the play room. I can frame the really good ones and put them in there. Hmm…
Mmmm….Kevin Smith is on air. YAY!
Woo hoo! The boss just mentioned he is leaving at 12:30. It means my afternoon will be super pleasant. In all actuality, he has not been a pain today, so I think the afternoon will be similar to what it was going to be anyway, but there is always the potential, and with it being gone, woo hoo!
Woo! It was a good, productive day yesterday.
I am driving Ken’s car today and yesterday since he has to drive out to Calabasas, and let’s face it, my car is nicer to drive such a distance. The real problem, though, is Ken’s car is barely fit to drive the 10 minutes to my job. This comes from how much crap Ken keeps in his vehicle. As I drove into work yesterday morning, I was frustrated and annoyed with the garbage. I felt like I was in that Friends episode with the super hot chick in the messy apartment.
The steering wheel cover needs replacing. The windows had been left down, so the steering wheel was damp and felt like goo. I grabbed a t-shirt (yes, there was a shirt in there) to cover the offending texture. The problem was, when I turned, it got caught on the windshield wipers control and I about crashed into the center divider. Luckily, I drive with no one else on the road, so I was ok.
I had contemplated going home to clean house anyway, especially since my parents, who would be watching Bobby all day, were going to bring him to me and this meant they would want to come in and see the hallway and I was embarrassed of the mess. The car pushed me over the line and I knew I had to not only clean house, but clean car.
I left around 7:15, not telling Ken that I was in route. He was gone by the time I got there, and I set to work on making my house sparkle.
It was no easy feat. But I managed to tackle all rooms in the house, even organizing the pantry and bathroom shelf. I went through Ken’s work and desk clutter a bit, making it more manageable while he worked on it. Hopefully this weekend we can get some of that stuff in the garage where it belongs since I want the place clean for Dax’s birthday.
The only thing I didn’t do was Cinderelly style on the floor, but I did put down catnip for the cats so I didn’t want to sweep it up yet.
I made the kids smoothies for snack and my folks liked the hallway. I then ushered the children out to the pool so they could enjoy the last month of summer. Even though it has been a mild summer, we have gotten a lot of use out of the pool, so this is a good thing. I just wish it was a smidge warmer at night so I could go in after the kids were in bed. It sounds like I may get this wish this weekend.
Bobby ended up being put to bed for a tantrum and a half. In the midst of this, his head cracked into my cheek. Ouch. Remind me never to get punched by anyone.
My other spectacular injury was my toenail. It had been broken some time ago, but was being held on nail polish and the remnants of my toe skin. A new nail was growing underneath, so I didn’t remove it as this was protecting it just fine, and it looked prettier. Unfortunately, I caught the nail on something and it ripped off. Ok, not completely off. I had to finish the job, which for the faint at heart, is not fun. I bandaged it was pleased when there was actually minimal blood. But still, it is unfair to have a big bandage on my toe in the prime of open toe shoe season. I tried to put on of my sparkly skull stickers on it, but it just won’t stay. Grrr!
I just realized I really did wear the wrong bottoms for this outfit. I should have worn my light blue jeans. Oh well. What’s done is done.
We ventured into the evil that is Wallmart on Wednesday. We needed to get cat food, and since we were also going to the Payless next to it, I suggested we go in there to see if the prices were worthwhile.
Sadly, they were. I was not impressed with the Wallmart exclusive items, but their pricing on certain things was actually pretty good. I have been against the likes of Wallmart in general, but when your budget it tight, you have to do what you have to do. We will probably go back at some point. Luckily, I have not heard any specific bad things about it recently so I think we are not going to hell just yet.
Why does Luna love this dog toy so much? Or more specifically, why does it please me so much?
I am concerned that the random dirt spots on my shirt this morning are the results of Ken’s car. Not happy making!
I think that this evening is mellow, so this is a good thing. I am looking forward to not having any real responsibility tonight since I took care of chores yesterday. I can sleep in tomorrow and we can really work on the garage to get it good. We can finish putting up some of the wood for the hallway on Sunday afternoon, once Ken gets back from the birthday party he has.
I had a dream last night that included what seemed like the best advertising campaign for Disney ever. I drove down a street and they had put up this image of you driving towards the castle. Next thing you know, you are on Main street, but it is really just this cool water screen. I was so impressed. Can you tell I am jonzing to get back to the magic kingdom?
I also had a dream where some topless broad was swimming in our pool at night and apparently had been doing it for some time. I yelled at her, and she actually had the gall to yell at me saying that I couldn’t kick her out now since she had been doing it for so long. Ken only laughed, which was an unusual reaction for him, so of course I assumed he knew about it and had been swimming with her. I don’t understand the jealous streak, especially since I wasn’t sad or even really pissed at the time. I was more mad at him not telling me then the swimming with some naked chick. Super odd. It may be due to the seemingly overwhelming number of couples I know that are having difficulty in the last week. Perhaps I am just projecting their stuff on my relationship. Not sure.
I might not take off next week now. I might just let Ken hang out with the boys on Tuesday for his birthday bowling, and then still send him to Maria’s on his actual birthday since they usually have a party. I will make cupcakes for him to take. Plus, it will be good guy bonding for my boys to bowl together. My dad will be there, too. So that would be nice. Then maybe I can have Ken bring them to me Tuesday afternoon so I can show them off.
I don’t work but on most of the Mondays in September. I have the 6th off for Labor day, and the following 2 Mondays are start school days. I will be super mommy exhausted. I will have two kids in school, one kid in soccer, one kid still doing half days in daycare, and still be a working mom. How do people do it?
Sabrina may be hanging out with us on Saturday while her folks go to a family party. It might be a fun time to clean out toys since I can let the kids all play with gobs of toys they have not seen in a long time. Perhaps we can even go get the wood needed to raise Bobby’s bed this weekend so we can move Dax’s bed under it. We could then start the move of toys. We will see. I might be taking on too many things at once.
I need to clean off my fridge and cabinets since with school coming up, I will have gobs of new artwork to display! Maybe that will be the décor for the play room. I can frame the really good ones and put them in there. Hmm…
Mmmm….Kevin Smith is on air. YAY!
Woo hoo! The boss just mentioned he is leaving at 12:30. It means my afternoon will be super pleasant. In all actuality, he has not been a pain today, so I think the afternoon will be similar to what it was going to be anyway, but there is always the potential, and with it being gone, woo hoo!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Its On, Its Off, Its On, Its Off--That's called Blinking boys
8-11-10
I am foggy after having funky dreams last night. I don’t remember much, but I do know they were odd.
Last night we managed to get rid of a giant shelf from the garage. One of Ken’s friends called looking for a display case style shelf, and Ken had one he had already been planning on getting rid of. So this allowed him to easily. Woo hoo!
Ken also managed to paint the rest of thr trim for the hall. He also picked up trim for the window in our bedroom that still needed finishing. He got some trim for the hall closet, too, and the attic access. It is coming along, folks!
The house is in chaos, though, because of the end of summer school for Ken and the garage not being completely ready to take in the Lego explosion. I am hoping to work on some basic cleaning the next couple days. Ken is in Calabasas on Thursday and Friday, so he won’t be able to do much on those days. Last night I cleaned up a bit in our bedroom, and today I am thinking of working on the boys’ rooms. Not sure my plan yet. Either way, we have all day Saturday to work on getting the garage organized since I would like the place in order by the 21st since it is Dax’s birthday gathering.
I am considering taking off next Wednesday to spend the day with the birthday boy. I can take him to Toys R Us to get his free balloon and hat. I can then take him to the mall where he also gets a free gift. I also am considering taking him bowling since every night he asks if we are going bowling in the morning. They have this quarter mania thing down at Gable House right now in the mornings, and it might be a fun way to spend an hour with him.
I really want to take off tomorrow so I can work on house projects, but we will see.
My dad and I got in a bit of a frustration tiff last night. I was telling him how we had taken out the heater in our house. He them proceeds to ask what we are going to go about not having a heater. Mind you, this heater never worked in our house. I tell my dad we don’t need one. He of course brings up the story of how when I lived there, as a young girl, I would always turn up the heater full blast and stand in front of the wall heater, wrapped in a blanket and get all cozy. I pointed out this was a long ass time ago, and that these days, I am content to just put on sweats and a sweater when I am super cold. He asks why we have space heaters in the kids’ rooms. I explain that we really have not used them in some time and they were more for when the kids were babies and didn’t keep blankets over themselves as well. Plus, Bobby’s room is the warmest room in the house, and Dax doesn’t do well in heat. Sheesh! So my dad proceeds to argue that you can’t get a house now days without a heater. He said that we would have a hard time selling the place because there was no heater. Dude, what the fuck? He tells me to ask around to see how many people I know have a house with no heat. So I promptly posted the question to Facebook. I had responses while I was there, and I think my dad was annoyed when I could tell him 3 people so far. My mom was just annoyed at our bickering.
I was amused to find how much Dax remembers from things he reads. Ken has been going through this ocean book with Dax (he has like 3 of them) and he is excited to see Orcas and Great White Sharks. In fact, I had a new book for him last night of Antarctica. He loved it. When I pointed out this one critter who ate sharks, he asked if they ate Great White Sharks. We then discussed that those were probably too big. I mentioned hammer head sharks and he says, “Those are medium sized”. So cool! I think it is time to take the kid to the aquarium.
Ok, just looked up cost of aquarium visit for the 4 of us. F that. It would cost like $75! Nope. I do see that for $110, I could get the family annual pass. If I knew that we would go a lot, then perhaps, but I will have to think about it.
I am feeling off this morning. I think I just feel like I have a lot of stuff to do.
I got a shirt for Dax specifically so he can wear this checkered tie I have along with his cool hat. I know, I am lame, but I knew it would look awesome. I am getting Bobby a black button up shirt for this red tie and I have a Fedora for him. I figure I will debut the coolness at the wedding reception next month. Should be good. Now I just have to figure out what I will wear! LOL!
It’s a falling asleep day. Not good.
We are trying to help Vyerah stop smoking. I need to come up with something to keep her occupied for the 10 minute smoke breaks she does. She is considering puzzles, but we are open for suggestion. One other suggestion was going and walking the treadmill for 10 minutes. I am actually considering this as a good break for me. Maybe 10 in the morning and 10 in the afternoon. What the hell, right?
I am foggy after having funky dreams last night. I don’t remember much, but I do know they were odd.
Last night we managed to get rid of a giant shelf from the garage. One of Ken’s friends called looking for a display case style shelf, and Ken had one he had already been planning on getting rid of. So this allowed him to easily. Woo hoo!
Ken also managed to paint the rest of thr trim for the hall. He also picked up trim for the window in our bedroom that still needed finishing. He got some trim for the hall closet, too, and the attic access. It is coming along, folks!
The house is in chaos, though, because of the end of summer school for Ken and the garage not being completely ready to take in the Lego explosion. I am hoping to work on some basic cleaning the next couple days. Ken is in Calabasas on Thursday and Friday, so he won’t be able to do much on those days. Last night I cleaned up a bit in our bedroom, and today I am thinking of working on the boys’ rooms. Not sure my plan yet. Either way, we have all day Saturday to work on getting the garage organized since I would like the place in order by the 21st since it is Dax’s birthday gathering.
I am considering taking off next Wednesday to spend the day with the birthday boy. I can take him to Toys R Us to get his free balloon and hat. I can then take him to the mall where he also gets a free gift. I also am considering taking him bowling since every night he asks if we are going bowling in the morning. They have this quarter mania thing down at Gable House right now in the mornings, and it might be a fun way to spend an hour with him.
I really want to take off tomorrow so I can work on house projects, but we will see.
My dad and I got in a bit of a frustration tiff last night. I was telling him how we had taken out the heater in our house. He them proceeds to ask what we are going to go about not having a heater. Mind you, this heater never worked in our house. I tell my dad we don’t need one. He of course brings up the story of how when I lived there, as a young girl, I would always turn up the heater full blast and stand in front of the wall heater, wrapped in a blanket and get all cozy. I pointed out this was a long ass time ago, and that these days, I am content to just put on sweats and a sweater when I am super cold. He asks why we have space heaters in the kids’ rooms. I explain that we really have not used them in some time and they were more for when the kids were babies and didn’t keep blankets over themselves as well. Plus, Bobby’s room is the warmest room in the house, and Dax doesn’t do well in heat. Sheesh! So my dad proceeds to argue that you can’t get a house now days without a heater. He said that we would have a hard time selling the place because there was no heater. Dude, what the fuck? He tells me to ask around to see how many people I know have a house with no heat. So I promptly posted the question to Facebook. I had responses while I was there, and I think my dad was annoyed when I could tell him 3 people so far. My mom was just annoyed at our bickering.
I was amused to find how much Dax remembers from things he reads. Ken has been going through this ocean book with Dax (he has like 3 of them) and he is excited to see Orcas and Great White Sharks. In fact, I had a new book for him last night of Antarctica. He loved it. When I pointed out this one critter who ate sharks, he asked if they ate Great White Sharks. We then discussed that those were probably too big. I mentioned hammer head sharks and he says, “Those are medium sized”. So cool! I think it is time to take the kid to the aquarium.
Ok, just looked up cost of aquarium visit for the 4 of us. F that. It would cost like $75! Nope. I do see that for $110, I could get the family annual pass. If I knew that we would go a lot, then perhaps, but I will have to think about it.
I am feeling off this morning. I think I just feel like I have a lot of stuff to do.
I got a shirt for Dax specifically so he can wear this checkered tie I have along with his cool hat. I know, I am lame, but I knew it would look awesome. I am getting Bobby a black button up shirt for this red tie and I have a Fedora for him. I figure I will debut the coolness at the wedding reception next month. Should be good. Now I just have to figure out what I will wear! LOL!
It’s a falling asleep day. Not good.
We are trying to help Vyerah stop smoking. I need to come up with something to keep her occupied for the 10 minute smoke breaks she does. She is considering puzzles, but we are open for suggestion. One other suggestion was going and walking the treadmill for 10 minutes. I am actually considering this as a good break for me. Maybe 10 in the morning and 10 in the afternoon. What the hell, right?
Monday, August 9, 2010
Paint!
8-9-10
One word sums up my weekend. Ouch.
Friday night I was feeling pretty ambitious about my hallway project. We went to Lowe’s to get paint and supplies and I was jazzed. I thumbed through all of the color samples in search of the right shades when I came across a set of kids samples. These were colors perfect for your child’s room. They were named all kinds of cute color names that were cute, and I found Mac and Cheese. I laughed, until I realized this was the color I wanted. LOL! I also discovered a wonderful sparkly copper color for the trim. I was all kinds of happy.
But before I would break myself, we watched Hot Tub Time Machine!!! YAY! It was super funny. I don’t know that it was as good as I had hoped, but I was not disappointed. Craig Robinson stole the movie, and when he yells at his 9 year old wife, holy crap, dying laughing.
Saturday morning, we got to sleep in a bit. Dax slept in even more, which kept me from really getting started on the hallway until almost 9. But we dove in and proceeded with the wallpaper removal. Thankfully, it went pretty easy once we discovered that just a little bit of water would make it peel right off. Bobby even helped on this part, and he did an amazing job!
I scrubbed the walls as Ken removed the older than dirt heater from the wall/floor. I then worked on spackle while the boys, thankfully, played out back with no real issues. We did pause for lunch I think. I must have since I needed to wait for spackle to dry. LOL!
Painting was pretty easy when it came to the roller portion. The paint brush was not as easy, but doable. Stephanie and Sabrina came over during this part, and while the kids played, Stephanie helped out on painting. She is an expert, having done quite a bit of painting in her day. I was so thankful!
Since we were at a stopping point, Stephanie and I took the kids to McDonald’s. What was shocking was how much the kids needed coaxing to go play. LOL! But they did go run after a while. Then things turned, well, wet.
Bobby came down and told us that Dax said we needed to go. We were surprised and confused, and Bobby then went back in to the structure. Dax and Sabrina came back down soon after and I noted Dax looked a little wet. I was shocked that he would have an accident, and it really didn’t seem like he had peed.
Stephanie asked Sabrina if she had to go pee, and she responds that she already went. We looked at each other in a bit of concern. Turned out, she did go. She went in the structure. But this is not the bad part! She said that Dax told her to do this! OMG!!!! My evil genius is now convincing little girls to soil themselves. We are all in trouble.
Of course, the only appropriate thing to do at this point was to clean up our table and head on home. Like we were really going to do anything about pee at the top of the habitrail. Shoot, I have seen so many kids pee there, I think that this is the ammonia that they use to actually clean the place.
Ken got me nice and drunk Saturday night as it was really the easiest way to numb the sore muscles. I was hurting, and I wasn’t done! I opted to not bowl Sunday morning, but we would still go for Ken and the boys to bowl. I knew better than to try and lift and fling a heavy object with my arm feeling that way.
After bowling, we had a couple of errands including Target and Lowe’s. We picked out the trim and base boards. I picked out super plain, but wide. I loved the copper color I chose and I felt as though it needed to be properly displayed. After we got home, I made some lunch for us all, sent Ken on his way for his birthday party he had to do, put the kids down for nap and then proceeded to work on painting the trim.
It just so happened to be the first sunny and hot day in ages and I needed to be outside in this. I set out to paint all the boards with 2 coats of the primer, and 2 coats of the sparkly top coat, which looked pink in the sunshine until it dried into this awesome copper. I was quite pleased.
I turned the kids loose in the yard since it was so pretty out. They went in the pool for a bit, but shockingly they didn’t stay in for long. I am telling you, if I had not been covered in paint, I would have been in there in a heart beat!
Ken got home right when I finished the first copper coat, so he helped me out with the second. Thank goodness Ken was more than happy to help me on this project. I know that my plan was to do it on my own, but by the time painting was done on Sunday, I was so exhausted, I was actually close to tears. By the way, I wasn’t sad. I was just that tired.
Ken helped me with the first couple boards, and then, thankfully, he took over. Seriously, it was for the best, especially when there were all these intricate cuts because of the way the hallway had been done. Don’t get me wrong, I still helped. I did all the clean up, I helped Ken with a few cuts. And when I wasn’t working on the hall, I made dinner, cleaned the yard and pool and bathed the boys.
The bath was interesting.
The boys are old enough that we can leave them in there on their own, especially since we were in the hall. Ken heard them make some noises that were odd, and he walked in to find Bobby in a choke hold. Yup, that’s right, my 3 year old was choking out my 5 year old, and under the water. Sigh. Does this mean serial killer? First making chicks pee, then drowning his brother???
In all fairness, Bobby had been provoking the kid all afternoon. Teasing, taunting and being a bit of a bully. Bobby should watch his back since he is poking a serious bear here, and Dax will kick the shit out of him one of these days.
The incident did result in instant bedtime. No shows, no stories, just get jammies on and get to bed. Mind you, both kids never slept during nap time, they had spent 2 days in the sunshine, had some pool time and had gotten up early for bowling. They were exhausted. Dax complained for a bit in bed, but really, the tired won.
At this point, the hall is mostly done. We mis calculated the trim, so Ken needs to go get more boards today and another can of copper paint. He also is getting different trim for the one closet we created. My guess is that he will work on a lot of that today.
The fun part is now what I get. I need to pick out frames and other wall stuff. I also still need to paint the ceiling and doors, but that isn’t as much of a rush. I am also considering a rug for in there, just for the fact that there is going to be the board that covers the heater. Not sure, yet. It all depends on what I find at places like Cost Plus and maybe even Pier One. I am going for a kind of Indian theme. I have multiple mirrors to put up, so we will see what else I can find.
I hurt. I wore heels today hoping at the very least I will stretch out my feet. My arms are throbbing. I am impressed I fell asleep last night just because it took me a while to settle what with the pain. But I am telling you, I slept hard!!
I have spent much of the morning looking at our new internal work network. It is kind of Facebook like in the idea that you have a profile, complete with picture, bio and even a blog space. Of course, it also has mini communities so you can share documents, etc. I think I will post some procedures this morning. The one problem, though, is that my department is filled with folks who don’t use this new technology. I may be the only one. Maybe one other, but still. Of course, if I post all this stuff up there, perhaps it will get them on board?
I managed to replace my lipstick that I have had for a million years. There were two clearance colors pretty similar looking to what I normally wear. One is lighter, but it looks good. The other it much darker, but I love it. I mentioned to the boys when they asked about the lipstick and gum I had got that I only use both at work since I knew they didn’t care for either. Bobby quickly told me that although he didn’t like me chewing gum, he really likes my lipstick. Such a heart breaker!
I am getting the sleepy feeling again. Not good! I hate when I get zoned like this. It makes the morning really tough.
While we were out driving on Friday night, we passed a head on the road. Then a leg. Then an arm. Something tragic had happened. Ok, sure, the body parts were from a doll, but it was pretty gruesome if you were a little girl or someone with an over active imagination such as myself.
It is much too quiet here at the office this morning.
Turns out sunburns kind of hurt. It also turns out you can prevent them. This makes me bad on 2 levels. One, I burned the crap out of myself since I was painting outside yesterday for a couple of hours in hot sun with no protection. Two, my children were running around, no shirts, in same sun. They were also burned. Bad Gena!
I think I will work on room cleanup this afternoon. We have decided that the boys will in fact share a room. Both of them loved the idea. It means I will need to go through all of the toys in Bobby’s room to get them over to the new play room. In reality, most of the toys are in Dax’s room as it is. It seems to be where they gravitate for play. We will move the big nice dresser into the bedroom so both of them will have all their clothes in that. The little dresser can go in to the play room for more toy storage. Once again, a lot of work ahead of us, but it will allow us to toss some more toys, get rid of clothing they don’t wear anymore, and really do more organizing. There are even some toys I think in Ken’s closet in there that we can pull some stuff out of. Good news is, we have another free weekend ahead of us, and this organization won’t cost us anything. YAY!
I am having a strange kind of crampy this morning. It is the one thing that is a little annoying with no having a regular period. I honestly forget when I am supposed to have one. So this is one of those times in which I have to wonder for a moment if this is cramps, or something else.
My dress that I bought yesterday has already broke. I am not happy with this. Luckily, a safety pin helped. I need to sew the strap back on. I also seem to be missing a decorative button. Luckily, I know it came with an extra.
One word sums up my weekend. Ouch.
Friday night I was feeling pretty ambitious about my hallway project. We went to Lowe’s to get paint and supplies and I was jazzed. I thumbed through all of the color samples in search of the right shades when I came across a set of kids samples. These were colors perfect for your child’s room. They were named all kinds of cute color names that were cute, and I found Mac and Cheese. I laughed, until I realized this was the color I wanted. LOL! I also discovered a wonderful sparkly copper color for the trim. I was all kinds of happy.
But before I would break myself, we watched Hot Tub Time Machine!!! YAY! It was super funny. I don’t know that it was as good as I had hoped, but I was not disappointed. Craig Robinson stole the movie, and when he yells at his 9 year old wife, holy crap, dying laughing.
Saturday morning, we got to sleep in a bit. Dax slept in even more, which kept me from really getting started on the hallway until almost 9. But we dove in and proceeded with the wallpaper removal. Thankfully, it went pretty easy once we discovered that just a little bit of water would make it peel right off. Bobby even helped on this part, and he did an amazing job!
I scrubbed the walls as Ken removed the older than dirt heater from the wall/floor. I then worked on spackle while the boys, thankfully, played out back with no real issues. We did pause for lunch I think. I must have since I needed to wait for spackle to dry. LOL!
Painting was pretty easy when it came to the roller portion. The paint brush was not as easy, but doable. Stephanie and Sabrina came over during this part, and while the kids played, Stephanie helped out on painting. She is an expert, having done quite a bit of painting in her day. I was so thankful!
Since we were at a stopping point, Stephanie and I took the kids to McDonald’s. What was shocking was how much the kids needed coaxing to go play. LOL! But they did go run after a while. Then things turned, well, wet.
Bobby came down and told us that Dax said we needed to go. We were surprised and confused, and Bobby then went back in to the structure. Dax and Sabrina came back down soon after and I noted Dax looked a little wet. I was shocked that he would have an accident, and it really didn’t seem like he had peed.
Stephanie asked Sabrina if she had to go pee, and she responds that she already went. We looked at each other in a bit of concern. Turned out, she did go. She went in the structure. But this is not the bad part! She said that Dax told her to do this! OMG!!!! My evil genius is now convincing little girls to soil themselves. We are all in trouble.
Of course, the only appropriate thing to do at this point was to clean up our table and head on home. Like we were really going to do anything about pee at the top of the habitrail. Shoot, I have seen so many kids pee there, I think that this is the ammonia that they use to actually clean the place.
Ken got me nice and drunk Saturday night as it was really the easiest way to numb the sore muscles. I was hurting, and I wasn’t done! I opted to not bowl Sunday morning, but we would still go for Ken and the boys to bowl. I knew better than to try and lift and fling a heavy object with my arm feeling that way.
After bowling, we had a couple of errands including Target and Lowe’s. We picked out the trim and base boards. I picked out super plain, but wide. I loved the copper color I chose and I felt as though it needed to be properly displayed. After we got home, I made some lunch for us all, sent Ken on his way for his birthday party he had to do, put the kids down for nap and then proceeded to work on painting the trim.
It just so happened to be the first sunny and hot day in ages and I needed to be outside in this. I set out to paint all the boards with 2 coats of the primer, and 2 coats of the sparkly top coat, which looked pink in the sunshine until it dried into this awesome copper. I was quite pleased.
I turned the kids loose in the yard since it was so pretty out. They went in the pool for a bit, but shockingly they didn’t stay in for long. I am telling you, if I had not been covered in paint, I would have been in there in a heart beat!
Ken got home right when I finished the first copper coat, so he helped me out with the second. Thank goodness Ken was more than happy to help me on this project. I know that my plan was to do it on my own, but by the time painting was done on Sunday, I was so exhausted, I was actually close to tears. By the way, I wasn’t sad. I was just that tired.
Ken helped me with the first couple boards, and then, thankfully, he took over. Seriously, it was for the best, especially when there were all these intricate cuts because of the way the hallway had been done. Don’t get me wrong, I still helped. I did all the clean up, I helped Ken with a few cuts. And when I wasn’t working on the hall, I made dinner, cleaned the yard and pool and bathed the boys.
The bath was interesting.
The boys are old enough that we can leave them in there on their own, especially since we were in the hall. Ken heard them make some noises that were odd, and he walked in to find Bobby in a choke hold. Yup, that’s right, my 3 year old was choking out my 5 year old, and under the water. Sigh. Does this mean serial killer? First making chicks pee, then drowning his brother???
In all fairness, Bobby had been provoking the kid all afternoon. Teasing, taunting and being a bit of a bully. Bobby should watch his back since he is poking a serious bear here, and Dax will kick the shit out of him one of these days.
The incident did result in instant bedtime. No shows, no stories, just get jammies on and get to bed. Mind you, both kids never slept during nap time, they had spent 2 days in the sunshine, had some pool time and had gotten up early for bowling. They were exhausted. Dax complained for a bit in bed, but really, the tired won.
At this point, the hall is mostly done. We mis calculated the trim, so Ken needs to go get more boards today and another can of copper paint. He also is getting different trim for the one closet we created. My guess is that he will work on a lot of that today.
The fun part is now what I get. I need to pick out frames and other wall stuff. I also still need to paint the ceiling and doors, but that isn’t as much of a rush. I am also considering a rug for in there, just for the fact that there is going to be the board that covers the heater. Not sure, yet. It all depends on what I find at places like Cost Plus and maybe even Pier One. I am going for a kind of Indian theme. I have multiple mirrors to put up, so we will see what else I can find.
I hurt. I wore heels today hoping at the very least I will stretch out my feet. My arms are throbbing. I am impressed I fell asleep last night just because it took me a while to settle what with the pain. But I am telling you, I slept hard!!
I have spent much of the morning looking at our new internal work network. It is kind of Facebook like in the idea that you have a profile, complete with picture, bio and even a blog space. Of course, it also has mini communities so you can share documents, etc. I think I will post some procedures this morning. The one problem, though, is that my department is filled with folks who don’t use this new technology. I may be the only one. Maybe one other, but still. Of course, if I post all this stuff up there, perhaps it will get them on board?
I managed to replace my lipstick that I have had for a million years. There were two clearance colors pretty similar looking to what I normally wear. One is lighter, but it looks good. The other it much darker, but I love it. I mentioned to the boys when they asked about the lipstick and gum I had got that I only use both at work since I knew they didn’t care for either. Bobby quickly told me that although he didn’t like me chewing gum, he really likes my lipstick. Such a heart breaker!
I am getting the sleepy feeling again. Not good! I hate when I get zoned like this. It makes the morning really tough.
While we were out driving on Friday night, we passed a head on the road. Then a leg. Then an arm. Something tragic had happened. Ok, sure, the body parts were from a doll, but it was pretty gruesome if you were a little girl or someone with an over active imagination such as myself.
It is much too quiet here at the office this morning.
Turns out sunburns kind of hurt. It also turns out you can prevent them. This makes me bad on 2 levels. One, I burned the crap out of myself since I was painting outside yesterday for a couple of hours in hot sun with no protection. Two, my children were running around, no shirts, in same sun. They were also burned. Bad Gena!
I think I will work on room cleanup this afternoon. We have decided that the boys will in fact share a room. Both of them loved the idea. It means I will need to go through all of the toys in Bobby’s room to get them over to the new play room. In reality, most of the toys are in Dax’s room as it is. It seems to be where they gravitate for play. We will move the big nice dresser into the bedroom so both of them will have all their clothes in that. The little dresser can go in to the play room for more toy storage. Once again, a lot of work ahead of us, but it will allow us to toss some more toys, get rid of clothing they don’t wear anymore, and really do more organizing. There are even some toys I think in Ken’s closet in there that we can pull some stuff out of. Good news is, we have another free weekend ahead of us, and this organization won’t cost us anything. YAY!
I am having a strange kind of crampy this morning. It is the one thing that is a little annoying with no having a regular period. I honestly forget when I am supposed to have one. So this is one of those times in which I have to wonder for a moment if this is cramps, or something else.
My dress that I bought yesterday has already broke. I am not happy with this. Luckily, a safety pin helped. I need to sew the strap back on. I also seem to be missing a decorative button. Luckily, I know it came with an extra.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Happy Lunch Surprise
8-6-10
I have been under the impression that I have been breaking out on my neck and arms. I was confused, though, since they were not normal zits. I got this giant bump on the back of my neck last night, so I had Ken take a look at it. After investigating it, we determined these bumps have actually all been bug bites. Turns out the summer bugs have been feasting on me while I sit out back. Wonderful.
Yesterday afternoon was productive. I decided to clean the side of the house. I gathered up more of the garage recycling so Ken could break it down. I then swept up all of the leaves and debris. I swept a few times when the scattering of critters sent me screaming. I was not surprised to see roaches the size of Luna (actual size may vary), but I was spooked in such a girly way it was almost embarrassing.
Bobby, who had been in the pool at the time, wanted to know what all of the shrieks were from, so he opted to come look at the menacing bugs. He and Ken took the time to check out the roaches up close, which made me ill just to watch from a distance. Lycos at least stood by my side, and seemed genuinely concerned for my safety. Luna was too busy chasing a shadow to be bothered with loyalty at the moment.
I resumed cleaning, having scared most of the vile creatures off. I did scream a few more times, but I would like to point out that by the end of it, some of my screaming was, “Die, Mother Fucker!” So at least I stopped sounding like a 50’s housewife who saw a mouse.
The driveway cleaning was good as it got us into the two containers which we determined mostly had Virsil crap in it. Ken agreed we could clean those out. I would like to possibly use one as a toy shed out back, and the other can be for other items. We measured and it appears that we can move the trailer back farther than originally assumed. Of course, it means getting rid of the PT, which hopefully is in the works.
After my manual labor, I hung out and played with the dogs and watched the boys in the pool. It is amazing how exhausting it is to sweep up crap, break down sheet rock, put all of the stuff in the trash can and to kill bugs.
I made dinner and the kids bathed. Ken worked on laundry. I even made a cake, which was inspired by this song on our They Might Be Giants CD the kids love. There is a song about a bunch of 7’s (yes, as in the number) come to a house demanding cake. It cracks us all up, and it seemed appropriate to make cake. Ken helped me add cool crumbs and sugary goodness to it since he is Mr. Baker.
While I was tucking Bobby in for bed, I told him he could help me with taking down the wallpaper in the hallway in order to paint. His first question was concerning what picture was I painting in the hallway. LOL! I explained I was actually painting it all one color. I told him I was thinking of yellow. He looks at me very serious and says to me, “I don’t think our house would do very well in yellow.” I backtracked, explaining it wasn’t like a bright yellow. ‘Oh, so not like the duck yellow up there?” he said, gesturing to the numerous stuffed ducks on his shelf. I quickly searched through his story books to find the pale yellow I was considering, to which he decided was actually an ok shade. Phew!
After screaming at the television as we watched the America’s Got Talent results, I opted to head to bed semi early. I am looking forward to getting back to my comfy bed tonight since I know I don’t have to get up at any real time tomorrow. I will also be in a blissful state since the plan is to watch Hot Tub Time Machine tonight! WOO HOO!
There are also Target plans, but Ken and Bobby may hit it up while they are out doing errands today. I think I would be ok with this. I am taking the boys to my folks tonight, but if I can just head straight home after, it would get me one step closer to the movie.
I am just hoping I can make it through today without getting insanely bored. I have gobs of work I could do, but I am feeling less than inspired this morning. Since we have been in project mode at the house, my only desire right now is to continue with the momentum. Luckily, I have 2 days to work on things.
65 years ago we dropped a bomb on Hiroshima. It would change history. The US, for the first time this year, has attended the memorial service for this event. Yet, we have not offered up an apology. I am torn. Here is where I am sure I will piss off the masses, but hear me out. Do countries need to apologize for actions done in the name of war? I understand the idea that no one wants civilians killed in combat. But it is an unfortunate side effect of war.
I suppose there is regret for having used such a horrid weapon on the people of Japan. Then again, from what I can see, there has never been a formal apology from Japan for Pearl Harbor. I reserve the right to be way wrong on that, by the way. Either way, I don’t think they should apologize for that. They were at war with us. They were attacking the enemy. And hell, they did a pretty damn good job sneaking up on us, so I give them kudos!
I guess it just seems like if anything, an apology from a president for a battle that happened before he was even born seems insincere. Obama wasn’t there when the decision was being made. Although he may know all the history, he wasn’t there when the actual decision was made. It is really easy to condemn something when you were not there.
I also saw a story this morning about his ongoing campaign to pardon Billy the Kid. Seriously? Is there nothing else these people could be doing? This is a man long dead, whose legend will live on regardless of any piece of paper saying he wasn’t nearly as bad as we think. Even if he was screwed over by law enforcement, which sounded pretty common in the old west, he still killed a handful of folks before this. He was an outlaw, and that is ok! If he was my relative, I would be proud. Even though he was a bad dude, he was what made the west what it was. Stop wasting time and resources on offering up a pardon to someone who isn’t around to appreciate it. Let’s spend some time making sure current criminals on death row are truly guilty before it is too late. Let’s feed some homeless. Let’s fix up some parks. Let’s make schools better. Let’s clean up the oil spill area. I am just saying there are some things that are more important.
Of course, I am a fine one to talk since I am not really doing anything important. LOL!
I am telling you, I have been sitting here at work, dinking around on iTty for a half an hour.
I feel like I am losing my phone skills. Does that happen? I get flustered too easily with customers lately. I don’t really talk to them as much these days, so maybe that is why. I tend to email everyone. I suppose I should fix that.
Bobby just called me to ask if he and Daddy could go to lunch with me. Yay! So they will be coming in a bit to take me. I am going to post this now since I don’t know how long I will be Yippie!
I have been under the impression that I have been breaking out on my neck and arms. I was confused, though, since they were not normal zits. I got this giant bump on the back of my neck last night, so I had Ken take a look at it. After investigating it, we determined these bumps have actually all been bug bites. Turns out the summer bugs have been feasting on me while I sit out back. Wonderful.
Yesterday afternoon was productive. I decided to clean the side of the house. I gathered up more of the garage recycling so Ken could break it down. I then swept up all of the leaves and debris. I swept a few times when the scattering of critters sent me screaming. I was not surprised to see roaches the size of Luna (actual size may vary), but I was spooked in such a girly way it was almost embarrassing.
Bobby, who had been in the pool at the time, wanted to know what all of the shrieks were from, so he opted to come look at the menacing bugs. He and Ken took the time to check out the roaches up close, which made me ill just to watch from a distance. Lycos at least stood by my side, and seemed genuinely concerned for my safety. Luna was too busy chasing a shadow to be bothered with loyalty at the moment.
I resumed cleaning, having scared most of the vile creatures off. I did scream a few more times, but I would like to point out that by the end of it, some of my screaming was, “Die, Mother Fucker!” So at least I stopped sounding like a 50’s housewife who saw a mouse.
The driveway cleaning was good as it got us into the two containers which we determined mostly had Virsil crap in it. Ken agreed we could clean those out. I would like to possibly use one as a toy shed out back, and the other can be for other items. We measured and it appears that we can move the trailer back farther than originally assumed. Of course, it means getting rid of the PT, which hopefully is in the works.
After my manual labor, I hung out and played with the dogs and watched the boys in the pool. It is amazing how exhausting it is to sweep up crap, break down sheet rock, put all of the stuff in the trash can and to kill bugs.
I made dinner and the kids bathed. Ken worked on laundry. I even made a cake, which was inspired by this song on our They Might Be Giants CD the kids love. There is a song about a bunch of 7’s (yes, as in the number) come to a house demanding cake. It cracks us all up, and it seemed appropriate to make cake. Ken helped me add cool crumbs and sugary goodness to it since he is Mr. Baker.
While I was tucking Bobby in for bed, I told him he could help me with taking down the wallpaper in the hallway in order to paint. His first question was concerning what picture was I painting in the hallway. LOL! I explained I was actually painting it all one color. I told him I was thinking of yellow. He looks at me very serious and says to me, “I don’t think our house would do very well in yellow.” I backtracked, explaining it wasn’t like a bright yellow. ‘Oh, so not like the duck yellow up there?” he said, gesturing to the numerous stuffed ducks on his shelf. I quickly searched through his story books to find the pale yellow I was considering, to which he decided was actually an ok shade. Phew!
After screaming at the television as we watched the America’s Got Talent results, I opted to head to bed semi early. I am looking forward to getting back to my comfy bed tonight since I know I don’t have to get up at any real time tomorrow. I will also be in a blissful state since the plan is to watch Hot Tub Time Machine tonight! WOO HOO!
There are also Target plans, but Ken and Bobby may hit it up while they are out doing errands today. I think I would be ok with this. I am taking the boys to my folks tonight, but if I can just head straight home after, it would get me one step closer to the movie.
I am just hoping I can make it through today without getting insanely bored. I have gobs of work I could do, but I am feeling less than inspired this morning. Since we have been in project mode at the house, my only desire right now is to continue with the momentum. Luckily, I have 2 days to work on things.
65 years ago we dropped a bomb on Hiroshima. It would change history. The US, for the first time this year, has attended the memorial service for this event. Yet, we have not offered up an apology. I am torn. Here is where I am sure I will piss off the masses, but hear me out. Do countries need to apologize for actions done in the name of war? I understand the idea that no one wants civilians killed in combat. But it is an unfortunate side effect of war.
I suppose there is regret for having used such a horrid weapon on the people of Japan. Then again, from what I can see, there has never been a formal apology from Japan for Pearl Harbor. I reserve the right to be way wrong on that, by the way. Either way, I don’t think they should apologize for that. They were at war with us. They were attacking the enemy. And hell, they did a pretty damn good job sneaking up on us, so I give them kudos!
I guess it just seems like if anything, an apology from a president for a battle that happened before he was even born seems insincere. Obama wasn’t there when the decision was being made. Although he may know all the history, he wasn’t there when the actual decision was made. It is really easy to condemn something when you were not there.
I also saw a story this morning about his ongoing campaign to pardon Billy the Kid. Seriously? Is there nothing else these people could be doing? This is a man long dead, whose legend will live on regardless of any piece of paper saying he wasn’t nearly as bad as we think. Even if he was screwed over by law enforcement, which sounded pretty common in the old west, he still killed a handful of folks before this. He was an outlaw, and that is ok! If he was my relative, I would be proud. Even though he was a bad dude, he was what made the west what it was. Stop wasting time and resources on offering up a pardon to someone who isn’t around to appreciate it. Let’s spend some time making sure current criminals on death row are truly guilty before it is too late. Let’s feed some homeless. Let’s fix up some parks. Let’s make schools better. Let’s clean up the oil spill area. I am just saying there are some things that are more important.
Of course, I am a fine one to talk since I am not really doing anything important. LOL!
I am telling you, I have been sitting here at work, dinking around on iTty for a half an hour.
I feel like I am losing my phone skills. Does that happen? I get flustered too easily with customers lately. I don’t really talk to them as much these days, so maybe that is why. I tend to email everyone. I suppose I should fix that.
Bobby just called me to ask if he and Daddy could go to lunch with me. Yay! So they will be coming in a bit to take me. I am going to post this now since I don’t know how long I will be Yippie!
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