...that's not fair...my house is not dirty...but did you ever get yourself into the frame of mind that no matter how well anything goes, or how clean anything is...it's not clean... because you're mind makes it dirty... because your feels make it dirty... because when you are not feeling the bestest and brightest...nothing is bright or best enough...
Thing 2 is crazy... it's not terrible 2's.. (pun intended) it's just her nature...she's a tornado of force and she is going to win... We pick our battles and I agree we are winning the war... but with the cluster-fuckery of last night...I mean REALLY?!?!
She's kind of a metaphorical bi-polar tornado of Dorothy Gale and The Wicked Witch of the East... She tried to drop a house on her sister... you know, those Little People? We have the Little People house... Thing 2 picked it up and tried to literally drop it on her sister while she was lying on the couch... Houses and bruises and fights, OH MY!
What was really happening, she was smothering her with a day full of love that she has to push into a three hour period... and when the summer comes, and they are together forever (forever only lasts from memorial day weekend to August 11th this year)... they'll be sick of eachother... Fine.
I feel like my toes are broken, I stubbed them BAD into the ottoman last night while carpet skiing across the living room care of a freshly discarded picture book.. yay me. Between "Get OFF ME!"'s, and "Be QUIET"'s, and "I'm THIRSTY!"'s, and shit that popped off about something that I was hoping was dead and gone that won't stop rearing it's ugly, smug, egotistical, maniacal head... I was done... I had to get an Ice pack for my foot... thing 2 thought it was her duty to pull it off my foot because it doesn't belong there, right? 15 minutes of agony and excruciatingly cold water and elevating, the foot was not swollen, it "looked" fine, but I needed pain killers to sleep... and I didn't even sleep cause the shit that popped off made my mind go like a freight train, and I don't know why I put myself through that every time that same old shit comes up... because nothing ever happens with it...because I'm not a coward...and that person is... nuff said? Nuff said...
I said all that to say this...Amongst all that...nestled in the dank swamp of last night's events... was Thing 1's report card... She has exceeded her Spring goals and has met her goals going into 4th grade next year. Not only that, but it has been recommended when she starts 4th grade, they start her at 5th grade curriculum. Her state test scores showed she tests at a 5th grade level... OH my... there is always a light at the end of the tunnel...and for this, she got to stay up and have a treat, watch some of a show with me and daddy and go to sleep after a much needed shower... she got her alone time... priceless reward for such a good report card. The behavior report was exceeds expectations and her participation was also. That must be residual, me n choni weren't like that... grandparents are to thank for that, I have no doubt 'bout it... So now, my actual not so dirty house has an awesome husband who is trying to bring my car back to life after two days of battery issues because this here genius didn't turn the headlights off when we got our first afternoon in a LONG ASS TIME of dark cloudy weather and mist.. awesome... I am driving our van, our "new" car... our newest car is 8 years old... that's funny to me. Can't tell you why but it makes me laugh... Hopefully not much longer... hopefully we will be downsizing when the next big Sale Weekend happens... Been thinking on this one for MONTHS and I think we finally have it figured...Come end of May, Mama's got a brand new bag...
This morning I am lagging ass, coffee be damned...soda is next on the list... no walk, due to weather and toes.. still keeping an eye on them, foot is elevated and I am using the ice pack from lunch... my lunch is safely nestled in the confines of our work fridge... yay... and I am still very proud of my Thing1... I think I need to save all this healthy worry I worked up for having my first child go to school... I have a feeling I'll need it in a few more years... hrmph...
Luckily, it's wednesday...and as much as I would like to think that I don't have much to do today because I don't have much to do and not because my boss FORGOT to give me my work... I'm going to enjoy my delusion while it lasts... I gotta go, it's Dr. Pepper o'clock...
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Mulligan...
Generally, I don't find myself being one to use golf terms... but...
Last weekend, NOT the best weekend. Not that anyone died, or went bankrupt, or anything... maybe something INSIDE them died, and maybe someone went EMOTIONALLY bankrupt... again... NOT the best weekend.
And even though the disturbing and upsetting events didn't necessarily happen to ME or Choni, they affected (infected) our family unit just the same. ... Because we care dammit!
Choni's got some upsetting news about his friend...that made him blah.
We went for a visit with my mother-in-law on saturday and basically dropped Thing 1 off with her to spend the night...and then Sunday was a blah day... the kind of day where you have a list of things to do...and there's 5 day things to do...and all 5 of those things don't go either A)The way they were supposed to B)The way you atleast hoped they would C)Didn't go at ALL.
Bummer...
But it wasn't my list it was my mom's, but I was there as one thing after another did NOT get checked off on a day that was already sucking for her.
Bummer...
Big.Fat.Bummer.
So, Monday, we awoke, getting ready for the first after the time change, which also leaves everyone in a state of blah. The morning became dark again. That does not help my family of four get jazzed for the mornings... We were late getting up and getting out of the house... the next day we were less late...the next day we were on time, this morning, we were early. Yay us. It only took us 4 days to get this down...
But Monday when we got up, and the maddening tornado of "Move! I'm late!" started...and in between the lines we knew... we knew our weekend pretty much sucked... it did... it sucked... I wanted a do-over... I think we deserve it. The way things have been on a bit of an upswing for us and we've doing our due diligence as good adults and grown ups and members of society... we deserve a good weekend... a weekend full of good, positive, awesome vibes...
Not to put the pressure on , but we will get what we want!! Ha-haaa!
The plans for this weekend are starting to come together into something that one way or another, we will get things checked off our list, kids will be happy and we will go to sleep exhausted and fulfilled...one way or another.
That being said: a little catch up-
Thing 1 does not require a parent/teacher conference for the spring (as usual) and I am happy about that! Thing 2 is talking her gibberish that gets more understandable each day. She says SO many things, yet it is total gibberish... A few words are clear as day. You can tell she wants to learn the words so badly and wants to communicate... One day, just like her sister, she'll be three years old, and Daddy and I will be on the cusp of a nervous breakdown from people telling us "She should be talking by now, my *insert toddler relative here* is just talking up a clear, concise, articulate storm of diction!" and then BOOM! Fully blown conversations will erupt over night. We're not worried, it's fine.
Thing 1 goes to an after school program and when she gets there, she is assigned a "teacher" and a "class room". It's held at her school, so there's no transporting needed and she's already in a place she is familiar. The staff is brought it in just for the after school program and if something happens with your child, these people will pull aside to talk to you. That's never happened to me yet, and I always see the staff talking to the parents and telling them that their kid got a warning, or is on a second warning, or that they have had enough warnings that they will be considering dropping them from the program... always negative... never positive. When I walked up to the room to get her the other day, a woman in a blue shirt rushed out the door to meet me and asked if I was Thing 1's mom...
ME: Uhm... yeah?
Miss B: OH Great! I'm Miss Brandy! I just LOVE having her in my class. She's a good reader. I mean, she reads VERY well..? **because it was almost a question...
ME: Yes, she really does. She reads all the time. I've read to her since she was very little and I read a lot, so she sees me do it and wants to be like Mommy, you know.
Miss B: She puts inflection and voices into the reading out loud that we do in class, it just amazes me. I just love her, she's so sweet!
ME: Yes, she really is.
Miss B: Well, it was GREAT to meet you finally! I hear so many good things from her about her mom and dad and little sister!
ME: **Trying NOT to hide the shock and awe* Good to meet you, too, thanks!
See what I mean? Things trod along just fine, and then a weekend of extreme less than mediocrity comes and bites us in the ass...and this after I spent a FULL week in bed with some such YUCKINESS i care NOT to ever repeat in my life and then another week of getting over that while trying to function at work and catch up...this week is REALLY the catch up week...
I got my lens in the mail and all my fun purchases I made with the tax return...not able to enjoy it at all for about a week due to illness...it's like someone getting something you can't have, but you know you can in a few days or a week, but you STILL can't have it right now and that just sucks... First world problems right? I know... sad but true... My new lens rocks!! It's a Tamron, my lil cuz says it's the Civic of lenses... sweetness. And I hate to admit how much of a different it really makes. Cause it does...and I hate that because it makes something so expensive so necessary.
Daddy is looking at lighting and backgrounds systems that we can both use. Funny how this is never how we intended to end up...a still and video photographer living under one roof**smiley face**
Ok, well that's enough from this end... I just felt like we had SUCH A BLAH WEEKEND!! MULLIGAN!!!!!
Last weekend, NOT the best weekend. Not that anyone died, or went bankrupt, or anything... maybe something INSIDE them died, and maybe someone went EMOTIONALLY bankrupt... again... NOT the best weekend.
And even though the disturbing and upsetting events didn't necessarily happen to ME or Choni, they affected (infected) our family unit just the same. ... Because we care dammit!
Choni's got some upsetting news about his friend...that made him blah.
We went for a visit with my mother-in-law on saturday and basically dropped Thing 1 off with her to spend the night...and then Sunday was a blah day... the kind of day where you have a list of things to do...and there's 5 day things to do...and all 5 of those things don't go either A)The way they were supposed to B)The way you atleast hoped they would C)Didn't go at ALL.
Bummer...
But it wasn't my list it was my mom's, but I was there as one thing after another did NOT get checked off on a day that was already sucking for her.
Bummer...
Big.Fat.Bummer.
So, Monday, we awoke, getting ready for the first after the time change, which also leaves everyone in a state of blah. The morning became dark again. That does not help my family of four get jazzed for the mornings... We were late getting up and getting out of the house... the next day we were less late...the next day we were on time, this morning, we were early. Yay us. It only took us 4 days to get this down...
But Monday when we got up, and the maddening tornado of "Move! I'm late!" started...and in between the lines we knew... we knew our weekend pretty much sucked... it did... it sucked... I wanted a do-over... I think we deserve it. The way things have been on a bit of an upswing for us and we've doing our due diligence as good adults and grown ups and members of society... we deserve a good weekend... a weekend full of good, positive, awesome vibes...
Not to put the pressure on , but we will get what we want!! Ha-haaa!
The plans for this weekend are starting to come together into something that one way or another, we will get things checked off our list, kids will be happy and we will go to sleep exhausted and fulfilled...one way or another.
That being said: a little catch up-
Thing 1 does not require a parent/teacher conference for the spring (as usual) and I am happy about that! Thing 2 is talking her gibberish that gets more understandable each day. She says SO many things, yet it is total gibberish... A few words are clear as day. You can tell she wants to learn the words so badly and wants to communicate... One day, just like her sister, she'll be three years old, and Daddy and I will be on the cusp of a nervous breakdown from people telling us "She should be talking by now, my *insert toddler relative here* is just talking up a clear, concise, articulate storm of diction!" and then BOOM! Fully blown conversations will erupt over night. We're not worried, it's fine.
Thing 1 goes to an after school program and when she gets there, she is assigned a "teacher" and a "class room". It's held at her school, so there's no transporting needed and she's already in a place she is familiar. The staff is brought it in just for the after school program and if something happens with your child, these people will pull aside to talk to you. That's never happened to me yet, and I always see the staff talking to the parents and telling them that their kid got a warning, or is on a second warning, or that they have had enough warnings that they will be considering dropping them from the program... always negative... never positive. When I walked up to the room to get her the other day, a woman in a blue shirt rushed out the door to meet me and asked if I was Thing 1's mom...
ME: Uhm... yeah?
Miss B: OH Great! I'm Miss Brandy! I just LOVE having her in my class. She's a good reader. I mean, she reads VERY well..? **because it was almost a question...
ME: Yes, she really does. She reads all the time. I've read to her since she was very little and I read a lot, so she sees me do it and wants to be like Mommy, you know.
Miss B: She puts inflection and voices into the reading out loud that we do in class, it just amazes me. I just love her, she's so sweet!
ME: Yes, she really is.
Miss B: Well, it was GREAT to meet you finally! I hear so many good things from her about her mom and dad and little sister!
ME: **Trying NOT to hide the shock and awe* Good to meet you, too, thanks!
See what I mean? Things trod along just fine, and then a weekend of extreme less than mediocrity comes and bites us in the ass...and this after I spent a FULL week in bed with some such YUCKINESS i care NOT to ever repeat in my life and then another week of getting over that while trying to function at work and catch up...this week is REALLY the catch up week...
I got my lens in the mail and all my fun purchases I made with the tax return...not able to enjoy it at all for about a week due to illness...it's like someone getting something you can't have, but you know you can in a few days or a week, but you STILL can't have it right now and that just sucks... First world problems right? I know... sad but true... My new lens rocks!! It's a Tamron, my lil cuz says it's the Civic of lenses... sweetness. And I hate to admit how much of a different it really makes. Cause it does...and I hate that because it makes something so expensive so necessary.
Daddy is looking at lighting and backgrounds systems that we can both use. Funny how this is never how we intended to end up...a still and video photographer living under one roof**smiley face**
Ok, well that's enough from this end... I just felt like we had SUCH A BLAH WEEKEND!! MULLIGAN!!!!!
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