Halloween
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!
Dreading the day when I have to deal with a house full of PMS'ing teenagers. For now I will cherish all the sweet things they say and do. I know all to well the hormonal roller coaster thats awaits me around the corner!
There are so many things that are getting on my nerves lately. I'm sure a lot can relate to the last one! (the rant!)
RANT
DH going hunting/camping for 5 days because he needs to get away and relax. For all thinking shame on him for hunting, They don't hunt. It's just an excuse for a bunch of men to go sit in their long Johns around a camp fire, drinking beer, burping ,farting and scratching there nether regions.All while Beating there chest and marking there territory all over the woods....Which is all just fine.... Not.. I want my break! I want to go sit in the woods and drink beer, scratch my unit and squat all over the great outdoors...Ok , well maybe not.. All I want is to sit in a nice jacuzzi tub with a bottle of wine and candles and not have a hand and eyeball poking from under the door,begging to be let in. Five straight days of just me and the girls..That should be lots of fun.
No I'm not talking about myself. I'm talking about Maddison. She has always had what she calls "labor pains". When she was a toddler we would be awoken by her screaming and crying because her legs hurt. We would rub them give her some meds and back to bed we would go. She got to the point that she would use these pains to her advantage. When she was told to do something, she would all of a sudden have a "labor pain". Well we caught on and stared giving our little drug feen her fix with ematrol anti-nausea medication..If the pain went away, we new she was faking. If she was still in pain 10 minutes later we knew It was for real... Well, last night as we were leaving dance class she started whining that her elbow hurt I said"did you bump it on something" she said" no, it all this cold weather that we are having". I swear sometimes I feel like I am living with a 80 year old woman! Maybe she can knit me a sweater.
Thought I would share 50 boring things about little'ol me...
Yes I did send DH across the border to buy some power ball tickets and as I sit here waiting to hear those lucky numbers I realize I have no chance in hell in winning. I have never won anything in my life..Well I take that back, When I was in the 4th grade I won a stuffed slush puppy and when I was working for Wal-mart I won a ham. Wow , now that is luck! Maybe its for the best, I would gooo nuts with all that money. Pay off all my bills, Buy a 5 bedroom house so I would have a place to put all my scrapbooking stuff other than on the kitchen bar. Pay some bills for family and friends, a little nip and tuck for myself( oh,who am I kidding? A lot of nip and tuck)! And a boob lift, A nice vacation to show off all that body work, give to some charities. Even told my good friend I would buy her a Hottie to do everything she asked only if I can come over and look at him once in a while... I could go on and on, but I won't. I guess I am off to glue myself to the TV and wait for my magic balls!
I wouldn't be surprised to open my front door and find a quarantine sticker across my entry way. I am so tired of scrubbing toilets and holding that damn puke bucket. Dh has been ever so helpful, So nice of him to hand me the bucket after Maddie has heaved so much her eyeballs bulged out of her head, and say here.. As if he has no idea where the bathroom is..He has a week stomach and I am pretty much on my own when it comes to this stuff. Oh how I hope and pray that Sarah has scared the virus off with her nasty little temper (believe me, if I were a bug of any kind I would avoid invading her body at all cost).
I feel like I am knee deep in vomit and phlym..Jordan has a stomach virus, but she swears she is allergic to the deer meat she ate at her dads.(YUCK). Sarah has a horrible dry wheezy cough and stuffy nose and as I was getting ready to wake Maddie this morning, what do I hear? A barking noise coming from her room. UGH! And to top it all off My moms cavalier she just got last weekend has the dog flu. It has lost so much weight and they really don't know if it is going to live.Since we live next door to them and the girls have handled it and then come home and handled our dogs, I'm afraid ours will get it. I just hope our pg silky doesn't get it as there is no vaccine and no cure..It just has to run it's course. Well I am off to deal with the day........
When Maddison came home Monday wearing shorts and a short sleeve shirt, my first thought was ,man I really need to lay her clothes out the night before. I then realized these are her extra change of clothes from school, so I asked her why she was wearing them and she said because she had an accident while at recess and said they aren't allowed to go potty because there is only one person on the play ground and they have to swipe security cards to get back inside.. So I get upset thinking about my poor baby standing crossed legged begging to go inside before being totally embarrassed in front of all the classmates and imagining all these little kids circled around my baby pointing at her while chanting," madd is a baby, she pees her pants" not at all what happened, no body noticed, not even the teacher til later. The next day I get a call from the teacher saying that while at lunch Madd has had a accident again.. Bad mommy I forgot to put dry clothes in her bag so I ran some clothes up to the school. I was told she was in the office, but when I got there they didn't know anything about it.. So I go down to her class and there she is sitting in circle time with all the other kids wet pants and all....We went down to the bathroom to change clothes and she smelled so bad and she was so quite I just brought her home Tried talking to her and came to the conclusion that maybe it was because she was wearing jeans both days and was afraid she wouldn't get them fastened back....Wrong, After sending her to school in stretchy pants ,She came home Thursday wearing different ones. So now I am just so confused and worry that something is going on, but she just keeps saying she doesn't know why...She hasn't peed her pants in years. So if it happens anymore I think I will take her to the DR.. And have a talk with him..
Ok just call me lazy. At two years old, Sarah was still getting a bottle. I tried to cut it down to 2 a day and I tried just giving her water.....didn't work , she would eventually end up haveing one hanging out of her mouth all day long and it was the only way to get her to sleep. So sweet to watch her lay there sucking on bottle twirling her hair..Then I had this flash of a five year old laying there, bottle in mouth twirling hair. Must say it wasn't a pretty sight, so Friday I decided it was time. She had gone most of the day without asking,when she did I told she didn't need one, so she asked for a cuppie.. I thought, hey this might be easy.......WRONG... She cried herself to sleep all the while screaming "Bottle",but only woke twice asking for one. yesterday she asked for one a couple of times, cried a litttle when told no, then went on her merry little way.. last night she screamed for 10 minutes and then that was it she slept all night long..It has been easier than I thought and am ashamed that I didn't do it sooner.
Maddison and I were talking and she said "Mommy, you have a lot of kids don't you"? I laughed and said " Well Maddison, three's not a whole lot, but yes I guess so" She said no mommy you have Jordan, Me, Sarah and then remember when you had that baby in your belly and you got real sick and it died and then went up to heaven with Jesus"? I said yes while holding back that flood gates. She said mommy you have 4 kids, but Jesus is taking care of that one until we get to Heaven then we can take care of it...... It's so strange that she mentions it now of all times....October 13th will be the one year Anniversary of my M/C and I didn't even think she remembered the m/c. I catch Maddison with her head bowed, praying all the time.. When I ask her what she is doing, she tells me "talking to God mommy, when I close my eyes I can see him" She ask me, "mommy do you know what Heaven looks like"? I ask her what she thinks it looks like and she tells me"I know what it looks like, everything is gold mommy". She is my little spiritual one.
By the end of every winter, I can't wait for summer and every Summer I can't wait til winter..I just hate the in-betweens! Today the high is going to be close to 90 and after the cold front moves through tonight, the high for tomorrow is going to be upper 50's low 60's.. With every season change I pull all the clothes out of storage. By all, I mean 12 thirty gallon totes. I know it's wrong for a person to have this many clothes. This is all kids clothes... My aunt has a grand daughter that is 2 years older than J and through out the years has sent her hand-me-downs home for J..Madd has worn them too, plus J's old clothes...Poor Sarah,By the time the clothes get to her , she looks like little orphan Annie! They are fine for around the house and there are some really great looking clothes that Madd had (Most of J clothes are ruined due to the fact that she thought she was a dog most of her toddler life, The knee of all her pants are proof of that)..... So I spent Sunday going through all the clothes, bagging up all my aunts clothes. Everything she has lent us is well worn or out of style and just plain ole taking up way to much space. Good thing is Sarah and Madd have winter clothes (madd might need a couple of things) bad thing is I brought in 2 thirty gallon totes of clothes to be washed and have only gotten one done and with summer clothes still not packed away I have no room left for the rest that needs to be washed and put away...My mom keeps urging me to put all the 0 to 2 years on e-bay. I just don't have any idea how to go about doing it...But I really don't want to have a yard sale.. I hate those things!! (not going to them , just having them).. LOL