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I'm really tired this week and the hubs is out of town on business, so I'm going to my parent's house tonight. Tomorrow, my mom and I plan on going out of town for a little shopping. I probably won't be around much...just didn't want anyone to think I had fallen off the face of the earth.
Have a good one!
Yard sales suck...I was really hoping to at least make enough money to buy Chase a "big boy" bed, etc., but no such luck. I'll just have to make do with a bed that I already have. He has done so well sleeping by himself. This is a MAJOR feat because he has been in our bed since the day he came home from the hospital. We have a ritual, though...he has to go get his Woody doll and a sippy cup of water, then I tuck him in and give him his goodnight kisses. There is usually a hefty bit of whining and tearful "don't do this to me" looks going on during this, but I will stand strong...
This is my last week as a "SAHM." School starts next Wednesday (for the teachers), and I'm pretty depressed about it. Summers are so short now. I can remember going back to school in September, you know when back-to-school shopping meant shopping for fall clothes. Now, it is sweltering hot the first couple of months of school, and let me tell you, sweltering hot + 7th graders = nasty ass b.o. Yep. depressed. That Alice Cooper back-to-school Staples commercial is quite cute though.
Early this summer, my mom found a mysterious plant growing in the bottom of an abandoned pot in her potting shed. She divided it and placed it in 2 concrete pots on her patio (along with some geraniums, asparagus fern, & vinca vine). Slowly it started to grow, and sprouted 3 big blooms. She knew it was a lily of some sort, and eagerly awaited it's debut. This month it burst in all it's glory...
The first lily to bloom...
First lily with it's sister bud
Second lily on the day the first lily bloomed
Second lily the next day
We're on day four of "who took my child and left me with this alien." Last night we had the first day of VBS, at which my little lovely was an absolute horror. When we got home, some type of altercation went on between the hubs and the alien, which made the hubs send the alien to bed (HIS OWN BED!) to go to sleep. I could kiss my husband, because this is the best thing that could have happened! Chase slept until 10:00 this morning (did I mention IN HIS OWN BED!?), and when he did wake up he played quietly in his room until I got off the phone and had the chance to go in there. Maybe (maybe???) there is hope, but I'm on guard...waiting for his next alien move.
Now for your viewing pleasure, snagged from Amber, but also noticed at Kate's:
Take the What High School
Stereotype Are You? quiz.
(Ed. note: I have never been, nor will ever be, blonde...just so you know)
I feel like I've been on a very long trip, but I've been at home the whole time. My whole idea of being lazy and doing absolutely nothing last week reached up and bit me in the rear. You see, I kept my wonderful baby boy cooped up with me all week - only getting out of the house one day (Wednesday) - just relaxing and trying to get back on our schedule. What I didn't know was that an evil monster was brewing inside my loving, cuddly son. On Saturday, one of my very best friends, L., came to visit while our husbands went off to play golf at a nearby course. It's been a while since we've seen each other, and I was so excited for her to see how Chase had grown, and how much he was talking - well, just to show her all the wonderful things that all mommies are proud of! He went absolutely apeshit all. day. long. When we went to lunch, he spit (SPIT!) his mouthful of drink all over me, he spit chunks of roll all over the floor...while visiting my parents, he was uncontrollable. He terrorized the cat, beat nana's flowers to a pulp, and once even tried to hit (HIT!) at L.! I wanted to crawl up and cry! Where was my son!?!?! He was so very hyper, and truthfully it didn't go away until his nap yesterday (Sunday). Well, by the time out dinner our arrived that night, I wanted to pull my hair out (and I suspect it looked like I already had). I called my mother on the way home from dinner and told her how embarrassed I was over the way he acted, and that I felt that L. probably thought Chase was an awful child and that I was a bad mom. I am just appalled at this uncharacteristic behavior. Is this a reoccurring thing????
This week will be different, with seemingly no free time...the Hubs has taken the week off, we have VBS this week, I'm planning a yard sale with my mom for Saturday, AND my SIL (the hubs's sister) is coming to visit with her 3 kiddos. If the relaxing, do nothing week didn't work, then this one should!
Heh, who am I kidding...I have a two-year-old.
I have just had a momentary lapse of anything that is sane. I have been so put off by the shoved-down-our-throat low/no carb diets, and (even though I know it works for some people) I have silently sworn to myself that I will not jump on that bandwagon. So, dear readers, tell my why why why I bought these Edge Doritos at the grocery last night? They are akin to eating a paper napkin. I am so totally serious. Nasty.
In other news, I am so enjoying VH1's I Love the 90's. Damn funny. I remember once upon a time thinking I would never watch VH1. It was so, ah, lame (said in my best 80's vally accent). You know soft rock, easy listening crap. So please understand why I'm so shocked and disturbed that I actually prefer it to MTV. This is just happened in the last 3 years. When I was newly preggers with Chase, I would literally watch MTV all day. (hey, it was summer, I was SICK, and I wasn't about to go out in the sweltering heat) Now, I can't tolerate it much longer than it takes to watch Nick & Jessica...um...not that I actually watch Newlyweds...um...no, not at all. Ahem. ANYWAY...there are just so many interesting things on VH1, Behind the Music, A-Z, I Love the 7-8-90's, and my fave - Best Week Ever.
Man, I sound so lame...
I'm a victim of comment spam! It's from some online c@sino. O.k. all you bloggy experts...what do I do now??? Help!
I finally made it home Friday afternoon, and I have been just exhausted all weekend! Really, we had a great time and the girls were perfect angels, but it's the early mornings, late nights, and sweltering heat that wears you out. I won't even get into the whole community shower bidness...it's just awful! I can't tell you how happy I was to get home to my OWN bathroom.
I really missed all of you guys, too. I had so much to catch up on over the weekend, but at least I didn't miss the birth of little Ellie.
This week brings with it lots of rest for me, as well as a little bit of weaning...off of caffeine! I have got to get with it on my summer goals because my summer is over on August 4th! *wipes away a tiny tear* Where has it gone????
Part of being a teacher is sponsoring extracurricular activities. For 3 years I was over the school yearbook - a job that I will never, ever do again. When I gave up yearbook, I agreed to help my best friend sponsor cheerleading. (All I can say is that the salary supplement goes a long way when making a decision like this.) This week I will be attending cheerleading camp with my squad. Pray for me.
I'll be back Friday...
I've always loved July 4th. I think it's just knowing that my family always comes together to eat and have a good time - without any other stresses. This year my parents hosted a weekend-long celebration with my dad's two sisters and their entire families. Lots of people! We had a fabulous time, but I'm thankful it's over. I have an extremely busy week ahead of me (I'll be posting about that later).
Hope you had a very enjoyable day!
Ren: You like Men At Work?
Willard: Where do they work?
Ren: No, they're a music group. How about The Police?
Willard: I seen them.
Ren: In concert?
Willard: No, behind you.
What is it about movies like this - that you just happen to find on t.v. - that make you sit down and watch the entire thing? I even found myself eagerly awaiting my favorite parts. Did you know that there are talks of Paramount remaking Footloose? I'm not sure that it'd go over very well, but then again...this is coming from the person who is blogging about Footloose.