Halloween Stinks?

Does Halloween candy give anyone else gas,
or is it just me?

No? No one else? Hmmm.

good moms have bad days

good moms, bad days and other stories

Yesterday was a bad day. We were running late for school, my Kindergartner was fighting me the whole way, the three year old was screaming at me, and the two year old refused to get dressed. I was frantic. I finally got to school and my oldest smashed her two fingers in the seat belt and said, "owe shit!".

Great. Now I have a little girl that swears.

I took the others to a doctor's appointment that was full of tears and fighting, got lost on the way home, missed nap time, got the 5 year old home from school...only to find a note from the principal that she had 3 absences and 5 tardies.

I received this LECTURE of a paper about how this affects my child's education and continuing on this path will ultimately lead to a life of crime. (no, I'm NOT kidding.) To top it off, I'm supposed to sign and date this paper and return it to the principal. It's manipulative and I'm impulsive. Mix that with my short temper...and things are likely to get ugly. So what do I do? If I talk to the school, I will probably make a fool of myself because I am so angry and frustrated. If I sign the paper, I'm only giving in to their little system that I'm hating right now. If I don't sign the paper, I've heard rumors that eventually they'll send a social worker out to the house. That's ALL I NEED!

Can you imagine?? It's like fighting a police officer over a speeding ticket that's under 5 mph over the limit. Arguing with him will only piss him off, he'll feel disrespected--and we all know what happens then! You just can't win!

I need to let it go. I'm just praying that the school won't approach me over this matter; otherwise, I'm afraid I'll tell them EXACTLY what I think.

Today's Inspirational Thought

Brought to you by none other than Willydo (my dad):

Some people are like slinkies...
Not really good for anything......
But they still bring a smile to your face
when you push them down a flight of stairs.

Do you see why I LOVE my dad??
If not, please refer to this (click here)

or perhaps this (click here).

Speaking of which...Guess who was here??

Nana and Papa came to visit us for the weekend. We went to the pumpkin patch, listened to Bud-duh sing Scooby Doo for 35.minutes.straight, performed plastic surgery on pumpkins, took turns swearing as we installed our new kitchen light (THANKS DADDY!!), changed the language on the GPS system to Espanol and British English, ate Brazilian cuisine, and laughed our asses off as a comedian made fun of the male (and female) intelect-or lack(s) thereof.

Let's Remove One Day of the Week, Shall We?

Looking back or posts past, I realize all bad things happen on Monday!!

We need to band together and publicly denounce Mondays from every week. From now on, it's Tuesday-Sunday, six days a week.

No puking. No car accidents. No insurance claims or debts. No end to the weekends. No Monday morning blues. NADA. NILCH. ZIPPH.

Hey, I can do this. I fired a day last year, now we only have 364 days...And you know what? It worked, because we lost daylight savings time too! HA. Bite me.

p.s. here's an awesome link from Loralee.

It Won't Go Away!

I keep trying desperately to get OUT of debt. And yet, it keeps finding me!!

WHAT.THE.HELL?!

1. plumbing in the new house: $6,000
2. replacing our 2nd car when the radiator blew up: $14,000

3. migraine of 2006 medical bills: $300

4. husband's business trips for new job: $2,000 +

5. totaling a van nearly paid for: $xx??

a computer that is dying, the absolute need for a digital video camera (insert want), carpet that needs replacing, updates desperately needed in the new house, a digital camera that is barely breathing, a new vehicle purchase within a year...

and I'm NOT ABOUT to ask what next?!

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some pictures for your viewing pleasure:

I Didn't Have My Camera.

Yesterday we went to the pumpkin patch for playgroup. We had a picnic, played on the swings, drank apple cider, took a hayride through the pumpkin patch, visited the scarecrows, and got in a car wreck on the way home (complete with airbags, broken glass, and busted tires).

We had a fun day.
doctor's visits. x-rays. totaled van.
Today looks promising.
sore muscles. cranky kids. insurance claims.
And tomorrow will be even better.
financial stress. no transportation. medical bills.

And to top it all off, I was without my camera.
ME OF ALL PEOPLE!


*Buddah and Tiny were with me in the accident. All of us are just fine, and the kids talked about the pumpkin patch all day yesterday and played with friends--never once mentioning the car wreck. I'm discovering new bruises and tender muscles, but I have a new appreciation for carseats, air bags, seat belts, and auto insurance.

The Difference Between Us

Here's my idea of a good sandwich:
meat, bread, cheese, handful of chips, soda
Total time involved: two minutes

I asked him, "honey, why are you rearranging the fridge?"
I'm making a sandwich.

His idea of a good sandwich?

chipotle mayo, fancy mustard, toasted chiabata bread,
garlic, salt and freshly ground pepper,
heaps of marinated and grilled chicken, melted cheese,
roasted red peppers, placed under the broiler,
added lettuce and tomato and cucumber,
side of pickles, and ginger ale.
Total time involved: two hours - two days

(give or take)

Why I'm Not Blogging

I need to pay the bills.

I need to balance the checkbook.

I need to walk the dog.

I need to paint the house.

I need to clean the house.

I need to play with my kids.

I need to pray.

I need to read books.

I need to fold clothes.

I need sleep.

Instead of discussing poop, ballet, barfing, swearing, exercise (or any combination of the aforementioned travails of my life)

I leave you with this article. Enjoy.

(thanks Lisa for bringing the cold, hard truth to light!)

Let the Headlines Continue:

1. Poo Soup: Read what happens when you mix a child, diarrhea, and a tub full of water!
2. Is there Ever a Better time for new carpet?!
3. Up to our elbows in Poo and Puke, come join the fun!
4. Mommy, what's a shart? And other important lessons in life.
5. Doctor's offices and vomit go together like peas and carrots.
6. Learn why it's best to carry two changes of clothes!
7. Do you smell that?!
8. Puking at the sight and smell of puke
is NOT a learned response.
9. Tired of doing laundry? Just throw it OUT!
10. Sleep it off, pretend it was all a bad dream. (good night!)

P.S. How do you get rid of the poop smell?? I have washed, scrubbed, and sanitized after changing every poopy bum, and yet, I can still smell it!! Even when there was no direct hand-to-poo contact, I even smell like poo! WTH?! And don't get me started on the stinch from day old vomit in the backseat of our van--baking, literally, baking in the hot car.
I Am SO SCREWED.

I'll Give You One Guess...

As to who puked all over the backseat today, while we were stuck in traffic for 45 minutes?!!
See PREVIOUS POST.

On a happier note, go wish my friend a happy birthday. She'll be back in town in a couple of days, and I want her to smile when she sees her blog!

Thanks, and I hope your Monday is/has been better than mine!
xxoo