Saturday, January 31, 2009
Allergies!!!
Can you believe that Chiquita has been with us since September and she has this allergic reaction today?!? We have no idea what she got into, or whatever it was...but Kevin stated tonite to his Dad..."she looked like a scary monster, daddy." Poor little thing.
Naturally I was in the middle of making a cake for a retirement party tonight.
So I freaked I would have to take a trip to the vet. Instead I opted for a benedryl wrapped in cheese and gave her the pill, she took it no problem. Then her and I laid in bed for 1/2 hour to make sure that she did not get actively any worse and that she kept the pill down. Within three hours she was somewhat normal...her snout was still puffy when we left to go to the party to deliver the cake. By the time we got home was the final picture. Back to her normal little wirey self. :0) Happy as a pea.
Still I'm racking my brain, because this little vacuum cleaner will eat ANYTHING...when I noticed it, she was chewing on my apron strings which I had tied with latex gloves on my hands....Possibly latex? or the powder on the inside of the gloves? That may have had residue left on the strings...
I had sat down on the couch for a moment to do something for kevin, and she untied my apron, then I turned around to see a red waterey bug eyed chihuahua on my couch, with a really big nose. :0(
The Retirement party went well...when we arrived with the cake...they were praying, NO ONE knew we had arrived and when they lifted their heads SUPRISE LEE had a cake sitting in front of him, it was PRICELESS!!!!! Couldn't have worked out more perfect!
Naturally I was in the middle of making a cake for a retirement party tonight.
So I freaked I would have to take a trip to the vet. Instead I opted for a benedryl wrapped in cheese and gave her the pill, she took it no problem. Then her and I laid in bed for 1/2 hour to make sure that she did not get actively any worse and that she kept the pill down. Within three hours she was somewhat normal...her snout was still puffy when we left to go to the party to deliver the cake. By the time we got home was the final picture. Back to her normal little wirey self. :0) Happy as a pea.
Still I'm racking my brain, because this little vacuum cleaner will eat ANYTHING...when I noticed it, she was chewing on my apron strings which I had tied with latex gloves on my hands....Possibly latex? or the powder on the inside of the gloves? That may have had residue left on the strings...
I had sat down on the couch for a moment to do something for kevin, and she untied my apron, then I turned around to see a red waterey bug eyed chihuahua on my couch, with a really big nose. :0(
The Retirement party went well...when we arrived with the cake...they were praying, NO ONE knew we had arrived and when they lifted their heads SUPRISE LEE had a cake sitting in front of him, it was PRICELESS!!!!! Couldn't have worked out more perfect!
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Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Snow Day Fun!!!
As most of you know in the area, it hasn't exactly been fun. The snow didn't stop until about noon, and they are yet predicting another wave of it tomorrow afternoon. The kids have already missed enough school that Grace will be into the second week of June I believe before she is finished this year. :0(
All in all, Chiquita seems to be enjoying the snow as much as the kids. Although she shivers like crazy she likes running through the snow even if it is belly deep on her. LOL Hope everyone is staying home, being safe, and staying warm!
Monday, January 26, 2009
Espresso Pots are cool...Alcohol is bad
Okay, I first have to start out saying I apologize for my public display on Saturday.
I was raised that even if someone didn't see you, someone else did, and so making public apologies are best, because THE SIDEWALK TALKS.
***I got an espresso pot....I love it...got it on Wednesday, and now I can fuel my caffeine addiction craziness with my own pot on my own stove without frequenting the starbucks...so my quad venti is in my kitchen and with me in the morning. I don't know if this is good or bad, or if it was the fuel to the craziness that drove me on Saturday night.
I had my espresso....the pot is big enough for one person, one quad...mine only, no I won't share. Wasn't hungry all day. Now I don't have my kids this past weekend, one bonus to having a split family and having primary custody is scheduling so the kids are gone at the same time, and we are always together as a family. So no one child is gone while the other is here. It makes a nice family life, and gives us a weekend to ourselves.
We were celebrating my sister's birthday and it was such a great idea, seriously it was. We went to El Rodeo...and I told David I was going to start out slow. Only a large margarita nothing horribly bad, right? After the dinner and giving the rest of the yummy pina colada cake to the restaurant employees...we left and headed to J.D.'s lounge. This place is a hole in the wall, and these are older people...which we didn't blend so nicely with I guess. I don't know, after a few more drinks it didn't matter. Myles went home, and so did my folks...the rest of us went to Cox's.
Many more drinks later, and I think many more shots that I consumed but Josh bought (after recalling the number of events with Tera) I discovered that I was wayyy tooo gone for words. Apparently more than I have been in a very long time. Bad enough, that I swore to David I would never go out again, or consume anymore alcohol ever.
Mind you, in my defense...I was letting my hair down. Christmas break lasted two full weeks, and Grace had two days of school, and then another five days off due to weather. So I wanted to have some fun, I was being stir crazy.....so with espresso fueled craziness, and wanting to really relieve the stress...yeah I did just that.
Some creepy guy walked up to our table, and exclaimed how beautiful I was, and I flipped. Mind you, I've had some esteem issues...when you are sitting at home with the silence in your head drowning out Kevin and Chiquita, you don't notice that you haven't done your makeup, your wearing sweatpants everyhwere, and you plain just don't care how you look. But this guy had to make a point that I was beautiful....Mind you, I don't remember what he said (thanks to Tera now I do), I don't remember what he looked like, (my vision was a tiny bit blurred). But then I started crying like crazy. I was sooo upset...some creepy guy touched me (all he did was place his hat on my head). I was so freaked out I apologized a million times to David, swore I didn't know who the man was, and that I never talked to him before, and begged him not to break my nose.
Promptly we left the bar....there was going to be no place like home from that point. LOL
**David would never hurt me, ever in my whole entire life.**This was suppression of relationships past...which would be a whole other book.
The point of this rambling blog...if you are gonna let your hair down, don't do it with alcohol, it only induces stupidity. Gratefully my loving darling husband mentions that I don't do it often. As far as I'm concerned, never again, is tooo soon enough!
I think I will stick with espresso, at least when I crash from that I don't feel hungover the next day, and it's legal to drive with a caffeine buzz, after all, you are so much more alert and your vision is not blurred!
I was raised that even if someone didn't see you, someone else did, and so making public apologies are best, because THE SIDEWALK TALKS.
***I got an espresso pot....I love it...got it on Wednesday, and now I can fuel my caffeine addiction craziness with my own pot on my own stove without frequenting the starbucks...so my quad venti is in my kitchen and with me in the morning. I don't know if this is good or bad, or if it was the fuel to the craziness that drove me on Saturday night.
I had my espresso....the pot is big enough for one person, one quad...mine only, no I won't share. Wasn't hungry all day. Now I don't have my kids this past weekend, one bonus to having a split family and having primary custody is scheduling so the kids are gone at the same time, and we are always together as a family. So no one child is gone while the other is here. It makes a nice family life, and gives us a weekend to ourselves.
We were celebrating my sister's birthday and it was such a great idea, seriously it was. We went to El Rodeo...and I told David I was going to start out slow. Only a large margarita nothing horribly bad, right? After the dinner and giving the rest of the yummy pina colada cake to the restaurant employees...we left and headed to J.D.'s lounge. This place is a hole in the wall, and these are older people...which we didn't blend so nicely with I guess. I don't know, after a few more drinks it didn't matter. Myles went home, and so did my folks...the rest of us went to Cox's.
Many more drinks later, and I think many more shots that I consumed but Josh bought (after recalling the number of events with Tera) I discovered that I was wayyy tooo gone for words. Apparently more than I have been in a very long time. Bad enough, that I swore to David I would never go out again, or consume anymore alcohol ever.
Mind you, in my defense...I was letting my hair down. Christmas break lasted two full weeks, and Grace had two days of school, and then another five days off due to weather. So I wanted to have some fun, I was being stir crazy.....so with espresso fueled craziness, and wanting to really relieve the stress...yeah I did just that.
Some creepy guy walked up to our table, and exclaimed how beautiful I was, and I flipped. Mind you, I've had some esteem issues...when you are sitting at home with the silence in your head drowning out Kevin and Chiquita, you don't notice that you haven't done your makeup, your wearing sweatpants everyhwere, and you plain just don't care how you look. But this guy had to make a point that I was beautiful....Mind you, I don't remember what he said (thanks to Tera now I do), I don't remember what he looked like, (my vision was a tiny bit blurred). But then I started crying like crazy. I was sooo upset...some creepy guy touched me (all he did was place his hat on my head). I was so freaked out I apologized a million times to David, swore I didn't know who the man was, and that I never talked to him before, and begged him not to break my nose.
Promptly we left the bar....there was going to be no place like home from that point. LOL
**David would never hurt me, ever in my whole entire life.**This was suppression of relationships past...which would be a whole other book.
The point of this rambling blog...if you are gonna let your hair down, don't do it with alcohol, it only induces stupidity. Gratefully my loving darling husband mentions that I don't do it often. As far as I'm concerned, never again, is tooo soon enough!
I think I will stick with espresso, at least when I crash from that I don't feel hungover the next day, and it's legal to drive with a caffeine buzz, after all, you are so much more alert and your vision is not blurred!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
A Venti Quad....what????
Sbux...addicts pay attention.....
I have heard of a quad....my brother faithfully orders a quad at Sbux, he has to have his liquid crack in the morning (coffee and Starbucks are what I am referring too). Well I ventured to find the local Sbux because of my insomnia attack late last night and so early in the a.m. this morning. Home coffee, no matter how much instant coffee I added to my coffee wasn't doing it. A proper steamed Espresso was needed to satisfy the artificial awakeness I would need to function to do my motherly duties today.
So I did it, and I ordered a Quad Venti Soy White Chocolate Mocha with no whip....for serious...I did it. And now I can't even imagine laying down to nap...even though I need sleep....it hasn't crossed my mind...oh my goodness! My body won't let me, the ants are crawling up and down my arms and legs, and I feel the need to vacuum and mop my wood floors...I say mop, but I have a cleaner machine for wood floors, so it's a scrubber/slash polisher...who knows what you call it, but for explanatory purposes, it's a mop. LOLOLOL
Okay so I'm gonna go do that now! P.S. Did you see my Ricky Martin pic today? I found that shirt at the local good will and I put it on Kevin, and Wham, it hit me...dimples and all...he's simply the most adorable boy on the planet...Lock up your girls...he's a heartbreaker. :0)
I have heard of a quad....my brother faithfully orders a quad at Sbux, he has to have his liquid crack in the morning (coffee and Starbucks are what I am referring too). Well I ventured to find the local Sbux because of my insomnia attack late last night and so early in the a.m. this morning. Home coffee, no matter how much instant coffee I added to my coffee wasn't doing it. A proper steamed Espresso was needed to satisfy the artificial awakeness I would need to function to do my motherly duties today.
So I did it, and I ordered a Quad Venti Soy White Chocolate Mocha with no whip....for serious...I did it. And now I can't even imagine laying down to nap...even though I need sleep....it hasn't crossed my mind...oh my goodness! My body won't let me, the ants are crawling up and down my arms and legs, and I feel the need to vacuum and mop my wood floors...I say mop, but I have a cleaner machine for wood floors, so it's a scrubber/slash polisher...who knows what you call it, but for explanatory purposes, it's a mop. LOLOLOL
Okay so I'm gonna go do that now! P.S. Did you see my Ricky Martin pic today? I found that shirt at the local good will and I put it on Kevin, and Wham, it hit me...dimples and all...he's simply the most adorable boy on the planet...Lock up your girls...he's a heartbreaker. :0)
FAMILY...head my warning!!!! Hide the bathroom trash!
It's umm.... 1:57 a.m. and I'm awake, wondering if the 2 tsp of tylenol nighttime cold will help. I've been drowing in my own drainage for like an hour and coughing my damn head off. I'm so freakin tired I can't stand myself, but I'm past my point of sleep. Don't ask me how David managed to help push me past that point, okay maybe he didn't, after all he mentioned I should go lay down at like 10 after going through the dry heave stage. (When I get tired I get nauseated) Needless to say, around 11 we started to get ready for bed...then at 11:48 I'm wanting a cup of tea!
So my extra efforts at the good wife thing, is reading to David at night, and we are covering some of the book, Such a Pretty Fat by Jen Lancaster to David, and guess what? He was laughing and within ten minutes his mid chuckle turned into his full blown snore...it was kind of humorous. He was actually enjoying the story as much as I was, but then WHAM, the REM fairy opened up his nasal passages and freakin gorilla glued his eyes shut...so I was stuck alone and un attended with my book, and next thing I know it's One in the morning!
My neck hurts though, the muscles are tight, and I don't know if it's from all the half sleep coughing or the reading, I'm tired, yet I'm emailing my bestest girl at 2 a.m. waiting for the tylenol to make my head clear enough to lay down again, so I can breath/sleep. REM Stage 3 might be better than whatever I was doing for the past hour whenI actually did force to close my eyes. Okay so it's now 2:12 a.m. I have to go to sleep...I mean I have to get up and take Grace to school, and be a mommy on demand tomorrow. It's Wednesday tomorrow and in the afternoon it's a grueling schedule of driving to pick her up, driving to the shop, to drop her off with the dreaded you know who for her visitation....which I think is still such a wayyyy bad idea. Visitations on Wednesdays have to stop, not only are the utterly inconvenient period, they are sooo not doing her any favors, when they are uneducational visits and emotionally damaging. You know the grill so why am I rambling....hey maybe the tylenol is setting in!
***Yeah this is how my night went..... then my BFF receives an early a.m. email from me, subject titled: WONDERING
*Whether I had a stupid attack and took that green tea pill tooo late in the evening .... then drank tea on top of it....yet still having the cold issue, may be part of my insomnia....
*Why my "feminine hygeine" products that are placed neatly back in their packages after use, are pulled out of the wrappers and laying on top of the trash, and which child did it, so I can have a serious conversation with them. (I'm sorry but I have to be blunt about this.)
*What my BFF is gonna say when she reads my facebook comments and my email rants about what a retard I am.
*Why I'm here, now talking to my son who just got up to tell me he's hungry for like the second weeknight in a row. Oh geez.
*Why I didn't buy more bananas because they are quick little snacks for the hungry four year old monkey who eats in the middle of the night.
Seriously, the culprit to the bathroom trash is my nine year old girl, who claims she didn't know what it was....then we had to talk about curiousity of bio hazard trash cans...and that it's not smart that once you've identified one package, why you would bother picking up yet one that looks the same as the last, and pluck out the contents of that package too. Yeah really I had this conversation this morning...so hide your trash, please, I beg you, cuz she's gonna dig in it. Although I hope the bio hazard talk helped....maybe leaving a piece of dog poo in the top of the trash can every so often will detour the digging. LOLOLOL Just kidding...but I have to drive the point home sometime.
She's getting overly curious about the feminine thing...she's gonna find out in another year anyway, and I told her if she has questions because of kids at school, then she can ask, but we will not have the "talk" until they watch the sex ed videos in class at school.
So my extra efforts at the good wife thing, is reading to David at night, and we are covering some of the book, Such a Pretty Fat by Jen Lancaster to David, and guess what? He was laughing and within ten minutes his mid chuckle turned into his full blown snore...it was kind of humorous. He was actually enjoying the story as much as I was, but then WHAM, the REM fairy opened up his nasal passages and freakin gorilla glued his eyes shut...so I was stuck alone and un attended with my book, and next thing I know it's One in the morning!
My neck hurts though, the muscles are tight, and I don't know if it's from all the half sleep coughing or the reading, I'm tired, yet I'm emailing my bestest girl at 2 a.m. waiting for the tylenol to make my head clear enough to lay down again, so I can breath/sleep. REM Stage 3 might be better than whatever I was doing for the past hour whenI actually did force to close my eyes. Okay so it's now 2:12 a.m. I have to go to sleep...I mean I have to get up and take Grace to school, and be a mommy on demand tomorrow. It's Wednesday tomorrow and in the afternoon it's a grueling schedule of driving to pick her up, driving to the shop, to drop her off with the dreaded you know who for her visitation....which I think is still such a wayyyy bad idea. Visitations on Wednesdays have to stop, not only are the utterly inconvenient period, they are sooo not doing her any favors, when they are uneducational visits and emotionally damaging. You know the grill so why am I rambling....hey maybe the tylenol is setting in!
***Yeah this is how my night went..... then my BFF receives an early a.m. email from me, subject titled: WONDERING
*Whether I had a stupid attack and took that green tea pill tooo late in the evening .... then drank tea on top of it....yet still having the cold issue, may be part of my insomnia....
*Why my "feminine hygeine" products that are placed neatly back in their packages after use, are pulled out of the wrappers and laying on top of the trash, and which child did it, so I can have a serious conversation with them. (I'm sorry but I have to be blunt about this.)
*What my BFF is gonna say when she reads my facebook comments and my email rants about what a retard I am.
*Why I'm here, now talking to my son who just got up to tell me he's hungry for like the second weeknight in a row. Oh geez.
*Why I didn't buy more bananas because they are quick little snacks for the hungry four year old monkey who eats in the middle of the night.
Seriously, the culprit to the bathroom trash is my nine year old girl, who claims she didn't know what it was....then we had to talk about curiousity of bio hazard trash cans...and that it's not smart that once you've identified one package, why you would bother picking up yet one that looks the same as the last, and pluck out the contents of that package too. Yeah really I had this conversation this morning...so hide your trash, please, I beg you, cuz she's gonna dig in it. Although I hope the bio hazard talk helped....maybe leaving a piece of dog poo in the top of the trash can every so often will detour the digging. LOLOLOL Just kidding...but I have to drive the point home sometime.
She's getting overly curious about the feminine thing...she's gonna find out in another year anyway, and I told her if she has questions because of kids at school, then she can ask, but we will not have the "talk" until they watch the sex ed videos in class at school.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Another day in motherhood....
Well the days have been below freezing in fact in the negatives here in Indiana for the past few days. Grace has not had school Thursday or Friday, and now she will not have school on Monday due to the holiday. So we are stuck here, at home.....driving mom crazy.
Why does it seem when it is a school day you practically have to drag the kids from their beds in their pajamas just to get ready? Yet on the days they can stay asleep they are up at 5 a.m. knocking on your door asking to watch cartoons even though they were asleep by 10 p.m.? Grrr...sometimes it's frustrating.
So far this year we have spent a lot of time at home. We plan on taking the kids to a movie tonight, and we are looking forward to that.
I did get to make a baby boy baby shower cake for my girlfriend Tera's co-worker. I even received a thank you card from the woman I made the cake for, praising me on the time spent and how delicious it was. :0) I hope that eventually it catches on, that I do these on the side and I may be able to sell them to the locals. I've been making tons for free, but in economic times, I can't afford to do that anymore. :0( I spent the thursday before last making the cake and then that evening hand painting the cake. :0) It was loads of fun.
My sister's birthday is coming up and I plan on making her a cake. I skipped making my dad a cake this year, because I felt that it was just way toooo much sweet stuff that we consumed this christmas, but apparently that was the wrong thing to do because my mom made him one anyway. :0( So now I feel bad. There was drama over his cake last year, since I had made one, and then my brother had bought one upon my mother's request. So everyone thought I was still bent about that. On the contrary I had forgotten the snafu....my life has been pretty hectic up until New Year's. Sorry Dad, I love you anyway, just cuz I didn't make you a cake doesn't mean I don't love you any less. But my sister will be getting one. I just haven't decided what kind yet. My girlfriend Heather is also having a bday next Saturday, but we'll be taking it to her work, because well....she has a family and usually has plans, and well I have plans to go to dinner with my family next Saturday for my sis's bday.
Kevin is going through another growth spurt, and that seems to be very fun....I may be a little sarcastic here. Every five minutes, "Mom, I'm hungry, I'm starving." After he's just eaten a full meal....and the other night, he added to it by getting up at midnight to eat something...apparently an overripe banana that I was saving for banana nut bread....but accomplished eating only half and passing out on the couch.... LOL Poor little guy. But the growth spurt has also added some attitude swings that are much for me. And no matter how many times you remind him not to poke anyone with his swords (he had received for xmas) or how he is not supposed to run in the house, he still manages to forget. But he has cabin fever and what do you expect, they can't go outside to play. It's too cold, they'll manage to freeze in 5 minutes or less.
As with all January's after the rush of the holiday season, you always end up having a little let down and then wham the January blues hit you in the face. That's where I am right now.
I have been focusing on writing a book, thanks to Tera and Myles for the inspiration for this...maybe someday soon I'll post some excerpts....Looking forward to the responses I get from it.
Hope life finds you all well. I send love to you all, and I promise blogging will begin to become a regular thing again soon!
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