Its a wonder. I have done a ton of things today. I am sooooooo tired I could just lay down and take a nap.
but...I would feel guilty if I did that. After all, my husband is at work all day. He doesn't get a nap. Granted, He didn't clean the house, iron 10 shirts, fold laundry, feed three children, play with the dogs, go to the library help oldest with his computer, help youngest with his computer, help middle make some odd cupcake thing, answer emails. And its only 1:30pm.
So, why do I feel guilty for wanting a break? I wonder how he would feel if he did all of these things. The odd thing is he doesn't care. He knows I do to much during the day. He tells me that all of the time.
So why do I do so much still? so I dont feel guilty for sitting down and knitting all afternoon? Probably.
Of course I do have work to do. I have a website to post live and another to add a huge new feature that I haven't even begun yet and it has to be up by the 1st. Doh!
But knitting is so much more fun!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Trying to remember
I am trying to remind myself that my oldest and middle child used to fight so much I refused to allow them to be in the same room together.
Now, my oldest disappears into his room and my middle and youngest make me wonder why I wanted children in the first place.
Oh yea,
When my little one comes up to me and says, 'who didn't get their morning hug' arms outstretched. Course, two seconds later him and his sister are fighting.
Christ, all I want is peace and quiet. Why is that so hard to accomplish? Am I being selfish? Is there some unwritten law against mom's being allowed to sit in their room with their ipod and knit quietly.
Do they actually hear me sit on my bed and realize, its mom's quiet time...let drive her bat shit by fighting over air. (they actually did that once. someone breathed in the others direction)
It amazing me that women live longer than men. They get to go to work. They get to drive to and from work alone. No one is sitting in the backseat reminding us every two miles, what the speed limit is, or complaining that the other one is looking out their window. (actually happens frequently in my car)
My husband and I were both bitching about our jobs...It was more like a peeing contest..I explained to him quietly, that i understood that his job is very stressful. I get it, and I know he realizes that my job is very stressful, but there is one huge difference, he gets to pee alone!
I once had my little one bring me pickles while I was in the shower. Funniest part, was i put them down on the ledge and forgot about them. My husband was very confused.
I find I spend most of my day waiting for him to come home so I can go hide. Course it never happens that way because he has to change, and then check his personal email, they say hi to the dogs (what children? we have children?)
Now I sit here listening to #2 bang on #3's door because he has the pencil sharpener and he wont let her use it.
I think I am going to get an addiction. That way I can go away for 21 days. No meals to cook, only my own laundry. No toothpaste to scrape out of the dogs ear. (dont ask). I can talk and people will actually look at me and listen, not walk downstairs while I am in midsentence (hubby)
I wonder if there is an inpatient for chocolate addictions?
Now, my oldest disappears into his room and my middle and youngest make me wonder why I wanted children in the first place.
Oh yea,
When my little one comes up to me and says, 'who didn't get their morning hug' arms outstretched. Course, two seconds later him and his sister are fighting.
Christ, all I want is peace and quiet. Why is that so hard to accomplish? Am I being selfish? Is there some unwritten law against mom's being allowed to sit in their room with their ipod and knit quietly.
Do they actually hear me sit on my bed and realize, its mom's quiet time...let drive her bat shit by fighting over air. (they actually did that once. someone breathed in the others direction)
It amazing me that women live longer than men. They get to go to work. They get to drive to and from work alone. No one is sitting in the backseat reminding us every two miles, what the speed limit is, or complaining that the other one is looking out their window. (actually happens frequently in my car)
My husband and I were both bitching about our jobs...It was more like a peeing contest..I explained to him quietly, that i understood that his job is very stressful. I get it, and I know he realizes that my job is very stressful, but there is one huge difference, he gets to pee alone!
I once had my little one bring me pickles while I was in the shower. Funniest part, was i put them down on the ledge and forgot about them. My husband was very confused.
I find I spend most of my day waiting for him to come home so I can go hide. Course it never happens that way because he has to change, and then check his personal email, they say hi to the dogs (what children? we have children?)
Now I sit here listening to #2 bang on #3's door because he has the pencil sharpener and he wont let her use it.
I think I am going to get an addiction. That way I can go away for 21 days. No meals to cook, only my own laundry. No toothpaste to scrape out of the dogs ear. (dont ask). I can talk and people will actually look at me and listen, not walk downstairs while I am in midsentence (hubby)
I wonder if there is an inpatient for chocolate addictions?
Monday, December 22, 2008
Sigh
I think Santa is going to skip this house this year. Well, not me...I've been really really good this year. Granted I have been feeling a touch lazy of late..but its winter and cold and lots of snow.
As far as the kids go, Santa is so going to skip this house.
As far as the kids go, Santa is so going to skip this house.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Did he just say that????
My son....lord will he live to see 12.
I tell him this morning to go get socks.
he says, I dont have any. Maybe if I put away his laundry...
DID HE JUST SAY THAT TO ME????
Guess who is doing his own laundry from now on!!!
I tell him this morning to go get socks.
he says, I dont have any. Maybe if I put away his laundry...
DID HE JUST SAY THAT TO ME????
Guess who is doing his own laundry from now on!!!
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Really...do they really have to go there?
Why oh why can't it just be easy. Just one day. Is that to much to ask?
They want to go to breakfast with Santa
so we do that
they want to go to the movies
so we do that
They want to stop and the G's house on the way home
so we do that
then on the way to BB practice...all I get is bitching from one child (the oldest). He doesn't want to go . Why does he have to go, he's old enough to stay home.
I say, if I have time, i'll drop you off at home. Well I dont have time. Now I have crying and pouting and more bitching. Fine, he's now grounded for the night.
Now at BB the middle child, granted she just got out of a cast after 3 months, is pouting and crying and whining. She is complaining that she cannot play like she used to. I, being very motherly and supportive, explain that she has to do the best she can and its only practice. Nevertheless, she continues to be bitchy.
Enter third child. He was an angel all day today. Got to see Santa twice. Then, for whatever reason, starts being a brat at practice. Hitting me with his sleeve, actually scratched my arm then says 'sorry sorry mommy'. Like it was an accident. So we are getting ready to leave and he is no where to be found. He was right by my side two seconds ago. (we have all had that happen right?)
Cannot find him anywhere. Its dark out, its raining. He's missing. We walk outside and I hear him bawling. Lovely. He had left. and now there are concerned parents wondering who the bad parent is that lost their kid.
Lordy..Wasn't me. See, he had pushed his sister down. She came to tell on him, so he left so he wouldn't get in trouble. Lovely.
So Child 1 is in his room for the night.
Child 2 had just better leave me alone
and Child 3 had better not be seen by me at all.
All I want is happy quiet. Is that so hard to get. Why could we just not had a good day. A fun day. Why do they have to ruin it. Like this is how I want my day to be. Various children bitching and complaining all day long. Crying and pouting...running away. Do they really think this is what I like out of my life.
15 years ago, did I say to myself, I hope one day I have three kids who have the abiltiy to make me miserable.
There has to be a better way!
Oh...where is my husband you ask? He's out shopping with the boys for the wives for xmas. Not like I ever get anything I would even remotely want. (one year jammies with doggies on them)
I hope they enjoy their expensive dinner out while I eat pb and j. (I made the kids eat cold cereal for dinner)
They want to go to breakfast with Santa
so we do that
they want to go to the movies
so we do that
They want to stop and the G's house on the way home
so we do that
then on the way to BB practice...all I get is bitching from one child (the oldest). He doesn't want to go . Why does he have to go, he's old enough to stay home.
I say, if I have time, i'll drop you off at home. Well I dont have time. Now I have crying and pouting and more bitching. Fine, he's now grounded for the night.
Now at BB the middle child, granted she just got out of a cast after 3 months, is pouting and crying and whining. She is complaining that she cannot play like she used to. I, being very motherly and supportive, explain that she has to do the best she can and its only practice. Nevertheless, she continues to be bitchy.
Enter third child. He was an angel all day today. Got to see Santa twice. Then, for whatever reason, starts being a brat at practice. Hitting me with his sleeve, actually scratched my arm then says 'sorry sorry mommy'. Like it was an accident. So we are getting ready to leave and he is no where to be found. He was right by my side two seconds ago. (we have all had that happen right?)
Cannot find him anywhere. Its dark out, its raining. He's missing. We walk outside and I hear him bawling. Lovely. He had left. and now there are concerned parents wondering who the bad parent is that lost their kid.
Lordy..Wasn't me. See, he had pushed his sister down. She came to tell on him, so he left so he wouldn't get in trouble. Lovely.
So Child 1 is in his room for the night.
Child 2 had just better leave me alone
and Child 3 had better not be seen by me at all.
All I want is happy quiet. Is that so hard to get. Why could we just not had a good day. A fun day. Why do they have to ruin it. Like this is how I want my day to be. Various children bitching and complaining all day long. Crying and pouting...running away. Do they really think this is what I like out of my life.
15 years ago, did I say to myself, I hope one day I have three kids who have the abiltiy to make me miserable.
There has to be a better way!
Oh...where is my husband you ask? He's out shopping with the boys for the wives for xmas. Not like I ever get anything I would even remotely want. (one year jammies with doggies on them)
I hope they enjoy their expensive dinner out while I eat pb and j. (I made the kids eat cold cereal for dinner)
Friday, December 12, 2008
Feeling old!
Today I was out at the store with my youngest. It made me realize how much I miss something. Remember when we had babies, or toddlers who were just so damn cute. Strangers would smile at us, say, how cute, coo at the kids.
I realize that the age of 5 is not cute anymore. They just are there.
Perhaps we all just need that look and smile once in a while...to remind us that we did something right.
Now the only look I get is if one of them is being annoying or acting up in the store. Gone are the looks of how adorable, what a good kid. Now the looks are, what is wrong with you or your kid. Where have you gone wrong...my kid would never act like that.
I just need that look again...that how cute, how fun, how young....
I realize that the age of 5 is not cute anymore. They just are there.
Perhaps we all just need that look and smile once in a while...to remind us that we did something right.
Now the only look I get is if one of them is being annoying or acting up in the store. Gone are the looks of how adorable, what a good kid. Now the looks are, what is wrong with you or your kid. Where have you gone wrong...my kid would never act like that.
I just need that look again...that how cute, how fun, how young....
Packaging for Batteries
After just having spent 5.50 on 4 lousy c batteries for my youngest sons train....I attempted to open said package with out the benefit of a machete.
Why, oh why does everything have to be packaged in plastic. Not just any plastic., but highly durable not even scissors can cut through it.
Like we dont know that batteries look like. They have to come in thick form fitting plastic.
God forbid they would be in a sealed cardbord box. They might not look like the picture?
How much money do manufactures waste on this stupid plastic packaging. wouldn't cardboard be much easier?
What is wrong with just a picture of the damn thing on the outside of a box rather than it being shrink wrapped in thick plastic...not to mention the damn 8 million thick plastic twist ties making sure the pretty little plastic scene stays perfect.
Xmas morning...the first thing I reach for is wire cutters and a razor blade.
Why, oh why does everything have to be packaged in plastic. Not just any plastic., but highly durable not even scissors can cut through it.
Like we dont know that batteries look like. They have to come in thick form fitting plastic.
God forbid they would be in a sealed cardbord box. They might not look like the picture?
How much money do manufactures waste on this stupid plastic packaging. wouldn't cardboard be much easier?
What is wrong with just a picture of the damn thing on the outside of a box rather than it being shrink wrapped in thick plastic...not to mention the damn 8 million thick plastic twist ties making sure the pretty little plastic scene stays perfect.
Xmas morning...the first thing I reach for is wire cutters and a razor blade.
Toothpaste and Dental Floss and Bathtubs
Toothpaste is NOT fingerpaint
Dental Floss is not for tying things to anything!
Next time I have my bathtub redone...I am going to have it finished in dirty child colors. No more scrubbing!
Dental Floss is not for tying things to anything!
Next time I have my bathtub redone...I am going to have it finished in dirty child colors. No more scrubbing!
Cleaning Bathrooms
I just want to know...why does the downstairs bathroom garbage become a catchall for everything! Do half chewed suckers and apple cores really belong there!?
Nothing like opening the bathroom door and being swarmed with fruit flies!
and do boys every really learn to aim? I mean good lord. We do pee indoors now. Its not like i'm asking them to pee in the neck of a bottle. Its a big giant bowl. Big enough to have swallowed my daughter when one of the boys forgot to put the lid down. Yes, i should be grateful that they actually lifted the lid...but it was to race little boats in it. *my youngest child not the oldest* and he never closed it.
But I did learn a new hint..You know the pumice stones that you use on your feet. *like i could actually reach mine* It works great if you have those hardwater marks in your toilet! Swear to god! Course it takes a lot of scrubbing and I personally dont like being that close or in my toilet, but I cannot put those chemical things in the tank because no one ever closes the lid and my dogs think toilet bowls are their own personal water dishes.
You think pee on the seat is bad to sit on...try after a giant sloppy faced dog and just filled him self from the bowl and slobbered all over the seat! Makes you jump up and scream. Then everyone in the house gets in trouble for not closing the lid *cept the dogs cause they are just dumb dogs*
Nothing like opening the bathroom door and being swarmed with fruit flies!
and do boys every really learn to aim? I mean good lord. We do pee indoors now. Its not like i'm asking them to pee in the neck of a bottle. Its a big giant bowl. Big enough to have swallowed my daughter when one of the boys forgot to put the lid down. Yes, i should be grateful that they actually lifted the lid...but it was to race little boats in it. *my youngest child not the oldest* and he never closed it.
But I did learn a new hint..You know the pumice stones that you use on your feet. *like i could actually reach mine* It works great if you have those hardwater marks in your toilet! Swear to god! Course it takes a lot of scrubbing and I personally dont like being that close or in my toilet, but I cannot put those chemical things in the tank because no one ever closes the lid and my dogs think toilet bowls are their own personal water dishes.
You think pee on the seat is bad to sit on...try after a giant sloppy faced dog and just filled him self from the bowl and slobbered all over the seat! Makes you jump up and scream. Then everyone in the house gets in trouble for not closing the lid *cept the dogs cause they are just dumb dogs*
Starting another day
Well...Its actually quiet this morning in my house.
The little one is asleep in my bed...something about having an accident in his this morning.
The middle one is ready to go to school...fed, brushed, somewhat clean
The oldest is still in bed
Hubby working from home downstairs in his dungeon.
So....what is my plan for the day..besides taking youngest to speech and going to the store for staples (not the kind that go in the stapler).
I would like to finish a pair of mittens I have started for Xmas...I just haven't been much in the mood lately. And its damn cold! That has nothing to do with being inside knitting, I just am complaining its cold!
The little one is asleep in my bed...something about having an accident in his this morning.
The middle one is ready to go to school...fed, brushed, somewhat clean
The oldest is still in bed
Hubby working from home downstairs in his dungeon.
So....what is my plan for the day..besides taking youngest to speech and going to the store for staples (not the kind that go in the stapler).
I would like to finish a pair of mittens I have started for Xmas...I just haven't been much in the mood lately. And its damn cold! That has nothing to do with being inside knitting, I just am complaining its cold!
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