January 31, 2008
January 29, 2008
January 28, 2008
January 25, 2008
January 24, 2008
I went to bed at 9:30 last night, and I haven't done that since I was TEN!
- 11YO just got over this awful virus-thingy that rendered her bed-ridden for three days
- 11YO whines a LOT when she's not feeling well. It's like the whole world is supposed to stop and suffer right along with her...and we DO!
- 5YO now has the dreaded *bug* and just wants to be quiet and lie around...which is almost worse because it tends to make me worry more
- 2YO is as busy and rambunctious as ever and she just finished going through my purse. Why do they always go right for the feminine hygiene products...especially in public?
- I had a migraine yesterday and spent most of my day curled up in the recliner cursing my children for their horrible habits of moving and making noise
- I was up very early this morning and already had more done before 8:00 am than I usually have done before dinner.
- While busy with the laundry, I come back into the kitchen to find my cat on the counter. He's sitting right next to my freshly poured coffee and licking his lips. (Yeah, he has a new nickname for the day. I just have to make sure my kids don't hear me say it!)
- Does anyone else have a 'nekkid kid?' You know, the kid that has her clothes off every time you turn around?
- I'm sitting here freezing my arse off while 2YO is running around naked as a jaybird.
- I hate high electric bills and think it's a conspiracy....I don't know the 'who' or the 'what'...but someone is definitely benefitting from the large check I'm about to write our energy company. I just hope they enjoy their summer home as much as I would enjoy STAYING WARM...if I could afford to!
- Our whole house is full of those CFLs. Have you ever read the label on those things? I read somewhere that you're supposed to evacuate the premises if one should happen to break. What the hell do they put in those things?
- Why is my daughter always naked and my house always looks like we had a frat party here? I hope these aren't indicators as to our future...
- I think I'm going to try to knit a felted bag next. I need to buy some circular and double-pointed needles to do anything more than the dish rags and scarves I've been making. Time to branch out, I guess!
Well, that's pretty much what's going on in my little world...
WAIT! On another note...I have to put in my two cents' worth about Dr. Phil. I was watching an episode the other day where they were talking a very dysfunctional mother. Now, I don't think I'm being too judgemental when I say that this woman was a total nut job! She was screaming incoherently at her son, who was most likely in his late teens.
Yes, the family needed help.
What the family did not need, however, was Dr. Phil's lovely and perfect wife, Robin, to pipe in. Who the hell does she think she is? She sat there and told that woman that she has never ever ever ever EVER so much as raised her voice to either of her sons. HUH??? Okay, the woman was brave enough to come on the show only to have Robin make her feel even worse about herself! Was she just there to try to make ALL MOTHERS feel crappy? Not that I don't believe her when she says that, but how many people do you know that have NEVER raised their voices to their children?
Robin McGraw comes across as this 'little Miss Perfect' and it makes me crazy! I'm not one to yell at my kids a LOT...but I have and will continue to do so if the need arises. I believe that yelling at your children in excess just leads to their abiltity to tune you out completely. But sometimes, you need to do whatever it takes to get your point across. Would you stay calm and never yell if your child was about to dart out into the street? Would you stay calm and not yell if your child was about to touch a hot stove?
I get the feeling that Dr. Phil is secretly afraid of his wife. She totally runs the show and I've never seen a more high-maintenance person.
Sooo....please keep your parenting tips to yourself, Robin. You are no help at all to the real world!
January 22, 2008
Well, I finished that scarf at the beginning of last week. It was a quick and easy project, which was perfect for keeping my confidence up. I love being able to actually finish something. So much of my job (MOM) feels like a bunch of projects that are never finished. The scarf is done, and I have been able to get my kitties to model it for me. (Okay, so I held them down and forced them...but don't they need something to talk to their therapists about?)
Shadow was a better model. He's bigger, easier to hang onto, and he honestly comes across looking as pissed off as he probably really is. If looks could kill....
I'm not sure what I want to finish next. I've started another dish rag. I really want to make a hat or a felted bag, but I still don't understand a lot of the lingo and might as well be trying to read a book written in Greek. For the hat, I need to buy some new needles. I will probably do that this week. In the meantime, I need to make something else to put on my cats...because they love it so....
January 16, 2008
...and then, two weeks later...
Was it just the pressure of the holidays that made her crack? Who knows! There are, in fact,
pictures of me reacting to this same song the very same way!
This is almost more terrifying for my kids than Santa Claus!!!
January 15, 2008
January 14, 2008
Yes, she's still wearing her Christmas PJs...
I found this really bulky acrylic yarn at Wal Mart and have developed a love/hate relationship with it. I love it because it is so bulky and irregular that it hides my mistakes really well. I hate it because it is so bulky and irregular that I make a lot more mistakes with it.
I have now started on another scarf...and it's another novelty-type of yarn. Surprisingly, however, it's a bit easier to work with than the other stuff. I'm almost halfway done with it, but it's thin and doesn't take up much space. Here is the work in progress, in its little tub that I broke down and bought to keep my projects safe from the dreaded kitty kat that hides in the shadows and waits for me to look away, if even for just a second. He is a yarn thief, plain and simple.
I'm very drawn to blacks and browns right now, for some reason. I just bought some chenille yarn in those same colors. I cannot wait to make something out of it! I've been purchasing needle sizes as I need them, so as not to spend too much money up front. I'm a bit of a flake when it comes to hobbies and I tend to dive into something head-on and buy lots of things that I may or may not actually use.
So far, however, I love knitting. It's very relaxing and even seems to calm down my mind. It usually spins out of control with too much idle time, and this seems to help balance things out.
I wonder if this is how ritalin works.....
Anyhow, I'm having a lot of fun and it's really great to be able to actually finish something and have something to show for it. Since my only job is that of 'Mom' I don't feel like I actually finish a whole lot around here. The laundry might appear to be done, but the clothes we're all wearing--DIRTY! Dishes, toilets...none of that stuff ever feels 'done' to me!
So, I hope to have more knitting adventures to share with you, here and there. Since this hobby is all shiny and new to me, I've been preferring knitting to spending time on the computer.
Just as soon I figure out how to knit while typing, I'll be all set!
January 8, 2008
I stumble out of bed and into the kitchen to make David his lunch every morning. Yeah, yeah…like a good little ‘wifey’ should! Depending on how I slept or how much the children actually let me sleep, my mood can range anywhere from groggy, yet pleasant to downright cranky. And, since he’s actually on a schedule, his lunch usually comes before my coffee.
I’ve been taking really good care of myself lately. Honestly. I take my vitamins, don’t drink soda or eat or drink anything with sugar or flour in it. In fact, eating just a little sugar now usually guarantees me a horrible ‘hangover headache’ by the next morning. While I’ve been losing weight and maintaining it and everything, I really wish I could just have a cookie sometimes like the rest of the world! (At least, like everyone else in my house!) Let me put it this way; if it weren’t for sugar-free chocolate, I would be one cranky mommy. But, avoiding sugar and other various evils gives me more energy and has made my mornings a bit easier. In fact, the last two mornings have been particularly easy.
So easy, in fact, that for two days in a row I have thought to ask David if he slept well. Boy, does that really get the wheels spinning in his head!
“Good morning. Did you sleep okay last night?”
“You know, this is the second day in a row you’ve asked me that. Is something going on? Did I wake you up or something? Or is there a reason that I shouldn’t be sleeping well?”
The evil part of me wants to just let him stew with those thoughts for a while. Unfortunately, my evil side hadn’t yet had her coffee and wasn’t exactly at the top of her game. So, I started trying to explain to him that I was simply trying to be nice. I know…being nice to my own husband, what a concept!
I think he’s still suspicious of me.
Then, he sneezed. I gave him the customary “Bless you” and all, but I couldn’t let it end there. I had to ask, “Why do you yell when you cough or sneeze? I mean, why do you have to be so loud???”
This was not a welcome conversation to him.
He questioned what I meant by that, and I tried my best to explain it to him. When he coughs or sneezes, he yells. Plain and simple. Is he trying to make sure we all know that he’s coughing or sneezing? Is he trying to make some sort of point or something? Does his body really require a yell in order to effectively cough or sneeze? Why, when he coughs in the middle of the night, does he need to kick his legs up or sit up in bed with such force that I actually catch a little air on my side of the bed?
Of course, he took his usually defensive stance and said,
“Oh. So now you think I’m just coughing loud to get attention?”
“Noooo…that’s not exactly what I’m saying. Maybe you just need to relax a little or something. Maybe you’re trying to fight the cough or something, and that’s why it sounds like yelling.”
Yeah, he took it personally. I think I’ll take that as a hint and not try to start a conversation before I’ve had my coffee. I think it would be best for all parties involved.
January 3, 2008
Haven't all 'mommies' and maybe even some 'daddies' had this feeling? 'Thankless Job' is only one of the many descriptions that can be applied to being a parent. I've, personally, had many days where my husband comes home from work and looked around like nothing is changed. The laundry baskets are all empty, as all of the clothes have been washed, dried, and put away. The beds have all been stripped, their sheets washed and then put back said beds. In a family of five, those two chores alone can take most of your day.
And then there's the whole 'keeping the kids alive' thing. That, too, takes up a big chunk of one's day. But, if that pair of shoes or those toys are in the same place when he left, I'm sure he gets the feeling that nothing was really done. I can't blame him, really. But, I don't feel like I should necessarily have to explain myself either! Depending on my mood, I'll either just start spouting off the list of things I have actually done that day or I'll just remain silent, not explain myself, and then get mad at him for what he may or may not be thinking.
Oh yeah....we're SO MARRIED!!!
Essentially, this brings us back to the whole 'being a mommy can be a thankless job' thing. In many ways, we are all invisible. Just like the lady in the Suave commercial.
Hearing my husband stampede down our tile hallway this morning like a herd of cattle made me realize that being invisible also has its perks. I've sort of developed the habit of walking quietly down our hallway. I've had enough years of babies sleeping to know that you don't tempt fate. Every minute that the baby sleeps is precious to the tired mommy. When a child should be about to fall asleep and they hear their mother outside their door, that often leads to crying. Also, there are certain advantages to silently observing your older children in their natural habitat. It's nice to get a glimpse of them playing without their knowledge. It's good to know firsthand whether or not 11YO is playing mind games to make 4YO cry, or if she's just being dramatic. Also, nothing disrupts children entertaining themselves like the sudden realization that their mother is nearby. You know, the one who can do stuff for them. That's a pretty hot commodity in our house.
Even my beanpole of an 11YO can sound like a herd of cattle once she has her shoes on in the morning. She usually the first one up in the morning to shower and dress. Until she leaves, our mornings are often filled with the 'clomp clomp clomp' of her tennis shoes on the tile floor as she runs up and down the hall. And because I'm a mom, it only bothers me due to the fact that it might be bothering someone else. I am annoyed at the mere possibilty of anyone else in my family being annoyed.
Does that even make any sense?
Probably not. But I'm sure the fact that I've been known to hold my bladder rather than to creep down the hallway at the wrong time and risk being spotted by a child isn't all that reasonable either.
'StealthMommy' must not be seen or heard.
For now, that works for me. It's nice to fade into the scenery for a bit. Like I said, being invisible has its perks.