Category: Family Matters

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What a &#$!@ day

I don’t really even know where to begin, but my life outside my home was rough today. The small children who typically inspire me, or at the least, amuse me were OUT OF CONTROL. Our back-to-school honeymoon is officially over and I’m thinking about filing for student-teacher divorce.

A large cart of dishes fell over today, which would not be a big deal, but being all about “real and breakable”, it was a VERY big deal. Huge mess, and one that adults must clean up, and it’s an unwritten rule that when you run a vacuum in room full of small children that they all start to shriek like banshees. Thing is, they continued to shriek like banshees long after the vacuum was turned off and crisis over.

Things went downhill from there…..to point where I started thinking that maybe I could cut myself on some of that broken glass and have to leave to get stitches. THAT’s the kind of day it was.

What kept me going? Knowing that I was taking home a young friend (from our sleepover a few weeks ago), picking up MAM and going to the park for awhile after school. That was all well and good (and the girls were good as gold and had a great time) until her mom called……I was watching said girl-child so her mom could go to her first OB appt–and the news wasn’t good. My dear friend miscarried with no symptoms, so it was a complete blow this afternoon when they did the first ulrasound. My heart aches for her.

So now I drink my adult beverage and unwind from the day that was, and I think, tomorrow has to be better, right? RIGHT?

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Are You Sure It Is Not My Birthday?


Are You Sure It Is Not My Birthday?
Originally uploaded by babykahuna

Yes, MAM, I‘m sure, because it’s mine!

We are wrapping up a fun bday weekend here. It started yesterday, when we went with my parents to a local Elk farm. Yes, they have such things. in Indiana.

We took a hayride out to see the grazing elk, MAM got to pet one, it was all very rural.

When we got home, we made our first batch of home-made, deep fried goodness. Deep fried goodness you ask? Oh yes. We are now the proud owners of our own deep fryer. Due to MAM’s allergies, deep fryers are a no-no (what kind of oil do they use? what do they fry in it?). So my parents decided to buy her a fryer.Because a two year old needs that. To MAM’s delight, we made French Fries yesterday for lunch, and they were a huge hit!

Later that night we enjoyed a great birthday dinner (including wheat-free battered fried mushrooms), and some allergen free CHOCOLATE CAKE (we resisted the urge to drop that in the vat of grease that now sits in my kitchen). Yum.

Then I opened my presents–a lovely fall ornament that will spin in the wind and a chocolate mixer contraption. A chocolate mixer contraption? A jug that has a little propeller in the middle to mix drinks in–mochas, lattes, etc. YUM.
I don’t know if you can see it in the picture, but I also got new *bling-bling* for my birthday–a silver chain with a lovely heart from BgK and MAM. I love it!

Today’s been a quiet day, with BgK off doing school things, MAM taking a nap and me watching a chick flick. The Prize Winner of Defiance Ohio. It’s cute, sort of depressing, but mostly cute. I’m really glad I’m not married to a washed-out alcoholic crooner. I think this lady (based on a true story) would have been one heck of a blogger (if she had a minute to herself to you know, blog). She would have her blog be sassy and monetize it in assorted ways, and WIN all the great prizes, like the TV’s, vacuums and so forth that make there way to the pubic via giveaways. I can totally see it now.

Anyway, all in all a fun, relaxing bday weekend, centering mostly around family and food…what more could a *34* year old girl ask for???

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Are you going to blog about this?

That is the most asked question in my house after, “Can MAM eat this?”

And after I opened the Target bag, the answer is “Yes, I will blog about this.”

This evening BgK stopped by Target on his way home, and when he arrived, his Target bag contained: a blue storage tote, a stuffed monkey, a hand mirror set and some contraband candy.

He handed the stuffed monkey to MAM,

“What’s the tote for?” I asked, as I slyly slid the candy to the freezer where it will stay until MAM goes to bed.

“This tote is for your LADIES DAYS SUPPLIES. As much as I like looking at them all time, I think they will fit in here just fine.”

See, when we were dating, obviously the SUPPLIES were hidden at all times. After awhile, once we were married, I felt comfortable leaving the SUPPLIES out for those days of the month.

Now, what, with the child, the job, the insanity I call life, I just don’t have it in me to keep moving said supplies back and forth (we have one of those master baths where the toilet is sort of stashed away from the vanity, so there’s no leaning and reaching while on the commode). So I just sort of keep them in the corner next to the toilet all the time. Now how obstrusive can a 20 pack be?

Well, see, I don’t know, cause I shop at SAMS.

So you know, my SUPPLIES are basically covered for what, 12-18months at a time. Sure it takes up space, but I never run out. And now I have a nifty new tote to stash them in.