My children are away. They are staying with Grandparents until the Aerosmith concert has passed and all is safe and right with this world again. But, in the mean time, I am missing them like a bag lady misses her cart! The world is not right and I should shout it from the roof tops until SOMEONE RETURNS MY CART, I mean children!
It is absolutely amazing how the two creatures on this earth who could make me writhe in misery the most are the two that I find heaven in watching sleep. How can they huddle with their butts up in the air and their arms and legs tucked underneath? How is it that they manage to tweak their necks that far over and still sleep like all is perfect and peaceful? I pull their covers over their goose-bumped bodies and watch them with their simple dreamy smiles and I KNOW this heaven.
Of course, its then that they wake up and start screaming. Lexi does more of whiney nasally thing and Mateo screams like someone just chopped off a very useful body part, but its screaming all the same. That is when I hug them both close, as though they need soothing and silly me! Who was I kidding? These children want nothing of the sort! All they want is to kick and arch their backs and SCREAM as though I am some sort of criminal coming to get them. If you ever want to know what this really feels like, go to the nearest sorority house wearing a black mask and threaten to steal underwear from the drawers. Its kind of like that! A lot of screaming and squirming and kicking!
Still, these two that have me apologizing for every meal I make that is not EXACTLY cheddar cheese or cookies, are the people in life I love the very most and when they return, while “Walk This Way” is still ringing in my ears, I will give them each a gigantic sniff, a quick kiss and release them before all hell breaks loose!
Monday, July 23, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
July 20th, 2007
So, today is my 6th wedding anniversary.
For six years now my husband has put up with the good, the bad, the pretty, the pretty ugly, the crazy and the even crazier!
He has dealt with the melt downs and the excitements, the weight loss, weight gain, diets and gorging.
We have butted heads over having children and then how to raise them, what house to buy, what remodeling to do, where to work, and everything else.
He has suffered through all this and still wants to share a bed with me and for that, I say THANKS HONEY!
Now on to the seven year itch…wish us luck!
For six years now my husband has put up with the good, the bad, the pretty, the pretty ugly, the crazy and the even crazier!
He has dealt with the melt downs and the excitements, the weight loss, weight gain, diets and gorging.
We have butted heads over having children and then how to raise them, what house to buy, what remodeling to do, where to work, and everything else.
He has suffered through all this and still wants to share a bed with me and for that, I say THANKS HONEY!
Now on to the seven year itch…wish us luck!
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
My Best Friend's Wedding
Since the sixth grade, I have called one girl my best friend. She has stuck by me through the good, the bad, and the annoying. Even when we both moved far, far away, she was still just a call away and we always pick up like no time is lost. We have been through it all!
She is finally getting married. We have dreamed of her wedding for a long, long time. The grooms may trade out but the rest pretty much stays the same. I have been looking forward to the day when she gets married since I got married and now that she is, it just so happens that she picked the same day as my brother in law to get married. Could I be any more annoyed?
I don’t even LIKE my brother in law! We get along about 5 days of the year and the rest is just a nuisance. Like the scratching feeling of getting tattooed across your forehead.
He has been engaged for what feels like forever and he is a total Groomzilla.
I didn’t even know they existed but they must because he is one!
I am not even part of the freaking wedding party and I have to wear a certain dress to attend the gosh darn event! I threatened to not wear the dress and he threatened for me not to go to the wedding and my darling husband could take a different date. One that would wear the dress. And my husband stood by that decision. Trying to be the bigger person, I bought the dress. PS, its hideous on real people! Everyone who has to wear it hates it! I say we stage a revolt.
Anyway, so, I get the invitation to my best friend’s wedding and its on the same day! At the same time! And that means I get to be completely miserable in a dress that I hate while I miss a moment that I have been looking forward to for almost FOREVER because if I even sneak out for a minute to say hi, my in laws will never forgive me. Never!
He did this on purpose, I know he did. Just to make my life more miserable.
Link to the dress: http://www.davidsbridal.com/bridesmaids_detail.jsp?stid=2813&prodgroup=110
She is finally getting married. We have dreamed of her wedding for a long, long time. The grooms may trade out but the rest pretty much stays the same. I have been looking forward to the day when she gets married since I got married and now that she is, it just so happens that she picked the same day as my brother in law to get married. Could I be any more annoyed?
I don’t even LIKE my brother in law! We get along about 5 days of the year and the rest is just a nuisance. Like the scratching feeling of getting tattooed across your forehead.
He has been engaged for what feels like forever and he is a total Groomzilla.
I didn’t even know they existed but they must because he is one!
I am not even part of the freaking wedding party and I have to wear a certain dress to attend the gosh darn event! I threatened to not wear the dress and he threatened for me not to go to the wedding and my darling husband could take a different date. One that would wear the dress. And my husband stood by that decision. Trying to be the bigger person, I bought the dress. PS, its hideous on real people! Everyone who has to wear it hates it! I say we stage a revolt.
Anyway, so, I get the invitation to my best friend’s wedding and its on the same day! At the same time! And that means I get to be completely miserable in a dress that I hate while I miss a moment that I have been looking forward to for almost FOREVER because if I even sneak out for a minute to say hi, my in laws will never forgive me. Never!
He did this on purpose, I know he did. Just to make my life more miserable.
Link to the dress: http://www.davidsbridal.com/bridesmaids_detail.jsp?stid=2813&prodgroup=110
Monday, July 16, 2007
Sniffle, sniffle
I’ve got this minor little cold. Its sucking the life out of me but I’m going to call it minor anyway.
Its one of those where you feel like all the junk inside your face is trying to push one of your eyeballs out.
You know, that kind.
So, I’m sitting at my desk sniffling and trying to pay attention to work but, let’s face it. I DO NOT WANT TO! I want to curl up in my bed and sip tea, eat spicy food and watch smut. Or better yet, sleep! But no, I am at work for at least the next three hours so, I get to actually DO stuff, all the while sniffling and sneezing and trying to hold my left eyeball in place.
Grrr…when I get home, there better be a cozy spot on the couch with my name on it.
Its one of those where you feel like all the junk inside your face is trying to push one of your eyeballs out.
You know, that kind.
So, I’m sitting at my desk sniffling and trying to pay attention to work but, let’s face it. I DO NOT WANT TO! I want to curl up in my bed and sip tea, eat spicy food and watch smut. Or better yet, sleep! But no, I am at work for at least the next three hours so, I get to actually DO stuff, all the while sniffling and sneezing and trying to hold my left eyeball in place.
Grrr…when I get home, there better be a cozy spot on the couch with my name on it.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
A Crown to Wear in Shame
So, I am fairly certain that I will never be able to look my next door neighbors in the eye again. There is a kind of humility that can only come of people seeing you in a way that requires an amazing intamacy being forced on a person. This kind of humility occured for me last night.
It is hotter than the hinges of Hell where I live. Honestly, at 11:00 at night, it must've still been in the high 90's. I was laying in bed with my husband when he rolled over and asked, "Did you lock your car?"
Having the recent string of break-in's in the neighborhood, I tried to remember...shit, I don't think I even rolled up the windows from this afternoon. I would need to do that if I planned on seeing my car ever again.
I slipped out of bed in my t-shirt and underwear and walked boldly out my front door, assured that no one in my neighborhood would awake at this time of night.
I was wrong.
There, staring at me like I was a rare, thought to be extinct creature, were my neighbors.
Shit!
Here I am half naked, having gotten all the way out to the car before they made a noise, I still had to get back into the house and I had already been spotted. Now, I got to rush my white rear end across the lawn and back to the safety of my house, knowing full well that they could just sit there and stare at my glow-in-the-dark whiteness ripple and as ran.
I am pretty sure this qualifies me as the queen of white trash for the neighborhood, as if I hadn't already won that award.
Thank you very much; my acceptance speech is still in the works.
It is hotter than the hinges of Hell where I live. Honestly, at 11:00 at night, it must've still been in the high 90's. I was laying in bed with my husband when he rolled over and asked, "Did you lock your car?"
Having the recent string of break-in's in the neighborhood, I tried to remember...shit, I don't think I even rolled up the windows from this afternoon. I would need to do that if I planned on seeing my car ever again.
I slipped out of bed in my t-shirt and underwear and walked boldly out my front door, assured that no one in my neighborhood would awake at this time of night.
I was wrong.
There, staring at me like I was a rare, thought to be extinct creature, were my neighbors.
Shit!
Here I am half naked, having gotten all the way out to the car before they made a noise, I still had to get back into the house and I had already been spotted. Now, I got to rush my white rear end across the lawn and back to the safety of my house, knowing full well that they could just sit there and stare at my glow-in-the-dark whiteness ripple and as ran.
I am pretty sure this qualifies me as the queen of white trash for the neighborhood, as if I hadn't already won that award.
Thank you very much; my acceptance speech is still in the works.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Out of the Mouth of Babes
You never know quite what to expect with my father. I swear, you would think I would know him well enough by now but, no...he comes out of no where with a one of these...
The other night, I was at a meeting and Ruben was at a meeting and my parents were watching the kids. Now, I expect for them to wrestle and eat ice cream but I would have never guessed what was I would walk into when I went to pick the kids up. Let me paint you a picture. I open the door to see Lexi sitting in front of the TV with "Pa-pa" watching commercials eating raisins, no big deal until she opens her mouth and then...
Out of the mouth of my 2 1/2 year old comes, "Ooohhh! Nice Rack! Pa-pa, you see the nice rack?" My daughter might be the world's first ever toddler sexist pig. Thank you very much! That's about as acceptable as it was when she started telling everyone, "kiss my ass" about six months ago.
Can
you believe these things come out of such a sweet looking little girl?
Nope, me either...
The other night, I was at a meeting and Ruben was at a meeting and my parents were watching the kids. Now, I expect for them to wrestle and eat ice cream but I would have never guessed what was I would walk into when I went to pick the kids up. Let me paint you a picture. I open the door to see Lexi sitting in front of the TV with "Pa-pa" watching commercials eating raisins, no big deal until she opens her mouth and then...
Out of the mouth of my 2 1/2 year old comes, "Ooohhh! Nice Rack! Pa-pa, you see the nice rack?" My daughter might be the world's first ever toddler sexist pig. Thank you very much! That's about as acceptable as it was when she started telling everyone, "kiss my ass" about six months ago.
Can
you believe these things come out of such a sweet looking little girl?Nope, me either...
It was great while it lasted
OH MY GOD! Wait for it, wait for it...I cannot believe it, could it be true? Yep, I think so - I am completely content with my home life! I believe this may be the first time EVER that I can't say I want anything! Let me go through my check list:
Marriage - Check
House - Check
Daughter - Check
Son - Check
Dog - Check
I think I'm good...wow! Kinda cool!
I want some ice cream, damn! That was short lived...
Marriage - Check
House - Check
Daughter - Check
Son - Check
Dog - Check
I think I'm good...wow! Kinda cool!
I want some ice cream, damn! That was short lived...
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