Wow! Wowee wow wow. I just checked back on my blog after over 20 days of not posting. I noticed that there have been 42 views. 42? Really? I know it doesn't seem like a lot, but to me it does! No one even knows about this blog. Well, I guess 42 people do! And some of you have even left comments.... Kinda makes this grouchy mama......less grouchy. Thanks for stopping by and reading my rants.
Hopefully I'll be back to posting soon. Life took a turn for the busy in August. Hopefully now it will slow down a bit.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
See why I get overwhelmed?
I was feeling very overwhelmed today with my messy house. Everywhere I looked there was stuff and crap and dirt!
So, I buckled down, for two hours, while The Boy napped, The Girl had some screen time and I folded, put away, sorted, filed, picked up, wiped, organized, and swept. Darn it, I didn't have time to dig out the vacuum! :)
So, while I was making dinner tonight, I gave The Boy some cooked Orzo pasta. (If you're unfamiliar with Orzo, each piece is about twice the size of a grain of rice.) He was busy, happily, for 15-20 minutes, putting the pasta into bowls AND ALL OVER THE FLOOR!!
By the time dinner was served on the dining room table, the pasta was all over my bare feet and tracked all over the house. Argh!
Luckily, The Man came home from his evening meeting while we were still eating dinner. He joined us for dinner and actually helped sweep up the mess in the kitchen before the dual melt down occurred. (Yes, both children, at top volume.....story for another post.)
So, my house remains relatively "clean" tonight. Well, "clean" enough that I won't be overwhelmed tomorrow and will actually enjoy a family morning bike ride, instead of thinking of all of the other things I should be doing.
So, I buckled down, for two hours, while The Boy napped, The Girl had some screen time and I folded, put away, sorted, filed, picked up, wiped, organized, and swept. Darn it, I didn't have time to dig out the vacuum! :)
So, while I was making dinner tonight, I gave The Boy some cooked Orzo pasta. (If you're unfamiliar with Orzo, each piece is about twice the size of a grain of rice.) He was busy, happily, for 15-20 minutes, putting the pasta into bowls AND ALL OVER THE FLOOR!!
By the time dinner was served on the dining room table, the pasta was all over my bare feet and tracked all over the house. Argh!
Luckily, The Man came home from his evening meeting while we were still eating dinner. He joined us for dinner and actually helped sweep up the mess in the kitchen before the dual melt down occurred. (Yes, both children, at top volume.....story for another post.)
So, my house remains relatively "clean" tonight. Well, "clean" enough that I won't be overwhelmed tomorrow and will actually enjoy a family morning bike ride, instead of thinking of all of the other things I should be doing.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Sleepovers: my new best friend
The Girl is having a play date with a friend.....leading to a sleepover. This is the best thing ever. I have been getting so much done this afternoon (read: spending too much time online, too little time with laundry...)! The girls are off playing "baby" and The Boy is napping.
Woo Hoo!! Time for me to do WHATEVER I WANT.
This is pure sweetness.
Of course, tonight, when I put a 1 year old and two 5 year olds to bed.....with no help from a hubby who has a late meeting.....I may have to post again.....with a gripe....
But, for now, I'm LOVING it!
Woo Hoo!! Time for me to do WHATEVER I WANT.
This is pure sweetness.
Of course, tonight, when I put a 1 year old and two 5 year olds to bed.....with no help from a hubby who has a late meeting.....I may have to post again.....with a gripe....
But, for now, I'm LOVING it!
Friday, July 31, 2009
Communication
I know The Boy is just trying to communicate.
He is just trying to say "Look mom!"
or "I want that, mom!"
or "Pick me up, mom!"
or "I'm hungry, mom!"
But the persistent, piercing, whining is getting to me!
We need to get more signs in his vocabulary. They work, but he doesn't know enough. What's the sign for: "Wait a minute, sweetie, I'm buttering your sister's pancakes and I'll pick you up in a minute. IN A MINUTE!!"
Save me from this brain-numbing squeal......
P.S. About my last post: Don't worry, no WAY am I pregnant. No WAY could I handle #3. Hubby has an appt. with the "snipper" this Friday. TMI?? Sorry.
He is just trying to say "Look mom!"
or "I want that, mom!"
or "Pick me up, mom!"
or "I'm hungry, mom!"
But the persistent, piercing, whining is getting to me!
We need to get more signs in his vocabulary. They work, but he doesn't know enough. What's the sign for: "Wait a minute, sweetie, I'm buttering your sister's pancakes and I'll pick you up in a minute. IN A MINUTE!!"
Save me from this brain-numbing squeal......
P.S. About my last post: Don't worry, no WAY am I pregnant. No WAY could I handle #3. Hubby has an appt. with the "snipper" this Friday. TMI?? Sorry.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Addiction
I am addicted to Chef-Boy-Ar-Dee Mini Raviolis. I have had them for lunch 7 times in the last 10 days. I don't know why I am craving them so much. Could it be:
Uh oh........
- They are quick and easy to make.
- They are a comfort food from my childhood.
- They are delicious (at least to my palette right now).
Uh oh........
Monday, July 27, 2009
Oh, damn!
This morning I allowed The Boy to stand on a chair to watch his sister make a peanut butter sandwich.
What do I get for being such a nice mom?
He knocked my full and hot coffee cup all over the counter.
Grrrrr......after wiping it all up, I seriously considered sucking the coffee out of the wet cloth.
I so need my morning coffee!
What do I get for being such a nice mom?
He knocked my full and hot coffee cup all over the counter.
Grrrrr......after wiping it all up, I seriously considered sucking the coffee out of the wet cloth.
I so need my morning coffee!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Shower Sharing Blues
Well, I knew the time would get here eventually, and this morning I realized it's true: there is not enough room in our shower!
We have been taking family showers forever. It started before my husband and I were even married. We would start the day together in the shower. It was a good place for conversation, warmth. Not (usually) anything sexual, just a way to bond.
While I was pregnant with The Girl, my belly got too big for the two of us to comfortably fit in our small tub shower. So hubby started the project of a new shower.
The new shower was about 2' x 4' of deluxe space! The water sprays out of the shower head with extreme force. It is awesome.
The Boy loved the shower since day 1. I would take him in there in a water wrap and he calmed right down. As soon as he could sit up, he would plop on the floor of the shower while we soaped up.
But, this morning, with all four of us in there, I felt a little.....crowded. My feet got stepped on by the dancing Girl. I had to wait my turn to rinse the shampoo out of my hair.
Makes me sad. Showering alone can be a wonderful luxury....but showering as a family....I guess it will just have to be a good memory.
We have been taking family showers forever. It started before my husband and I were even married. We would start the day together in the shower. It was a good place for conversation, warmth. Not (usually) anything sexual, just a way to bond.
While I was pregnant with The Girl, my belly got too big for the two of us to comfortably fit in our small tub shower. So hubby started the project of a new shower.
The new shower was about 2' x 4' of deluxe space! The water sprays out of the shower head with extreme force. It is awesome.
The Boy loved the shower since day 1. I would take him in there in a water wrap and he calmed right down. As soon as he could sit up, he would plop on the floor of the shower while we soaped up.
But, this morning, with all four of us in there, I felt a little.....crowded. My feet got stepped on by the dancing Girl. I had to wait my turn to rinse the shampoo out of my hair.
Makes me sad. Showering alone can be a wonderful luxury....but showering as a family....I guess it will just have to be a good memory.
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