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March 23, 2013

{Happy Birthday Paw-Paw}

My grandparents have been a huge part of my life for my entire life. Not like normal grandparents. Oh no. My grandparents raised my 2 brothers, my sister, and I. So when my mom called me the other night asked me if I knew of anything being planned for my grandpas birthday, and I said no, she said we needed to plan something. And so I helped. We decided on Steak N Shake cause that's somewhere he likes to eat. And I bought a cake (even though I was supposed to make it lol). It was my mom & her husband, my 3 kids & me (D had to work), my cousin & his daughter, my grandpa's brother & his wife, and my niece. It was a good time. Lots of laughs. I spent most of the time fawning over my niece whom I never get to see. It was a grand old time. And you know I took some pictures!


Pic 1: My niece & my mom, Pic 2: My cousins daughter, Pic 3: Drama Queen (and her new hair cut), Pic 4: My cousin, Pic 5: Paw-Paw & G, Pic 6: G giving Paw-Paw bunny ears lol, Pic 7: Little Boy (he said "Take a picture of me mommy!"..so I did lol), Pic 8: Paw-Paw, my grandmother (looking in the wrong direction), Paw-Paw's brother & his wife.


So there you have it :). I, of course ended up going home kidless. Which I do not mind one bit lol. I rarely leave a function with all 3 kids when my grandparents are there, everyone wants to go home with them instead. Goobers =P. Anyway- I hope he had a great birthday :).

March 19, 2013

{For the people who live or stay frequently in my house}

Dear Teenager, Drama Queen, and G-

At ages 15, 11, and 10 I would think you would be capable of picking up after yourselves. Obviously not. So I'm going to make a change to the way things are run around here. You may not like it, but since you don't pay the bills, I don't care :).

First of all- I am not the maid. Please do not forget this. I do not get paid for the work I do. When you have food on the table and clean clothes in your drawers it is because I love you and want you to have nice and clean things.

Second- The days of coming in and dropping your things inside the back door and running off to do whatever, are over. If I have to pick up or move your things, they will disappear. I should not have to tell kids as old as yourselves where your things go. You're not new around here. You know. Put them there, or lose them. End of story.

Third- If I have to pick up your things more than once to make them disappear, they will not be going "in my room" until you take better care of your stuff. Oh no. They will go to good will. I'm sure that if you don't care about an item enough to put it where it belongs, some other child will be happy to take it off your hands. Trust me.

Fourth- Trash goes in the trash can. Not on the bedroom floors (because you're not supposed to have food or drink upstairs anyway..and you are all 3 aware of this), the living room floor, or the kitchen table. It is just as easy for you to throw it away when you empty it as it is for me to pick it up once you're off doing something else. Because it's obviously pointless for me to say "I'm going to throw it away" as your punishment, I won't. Oh I'll still pick it up. Especially when you leave the garbage on my living room floor and then go home leaving me with the junk to clean up, obviously it's not going to sit there for a week. I will, however, have you clean the entire room, whichever one the garbage was found in. Maybe if you have to clean up other peoples junk you'll think twice about making me clean yours.

So there we have it. New rules. Deal with them or deal with the consequences. Your choice. Thanks.

Sincerely-
Not the damn maid.

March 6, 2013

{Here comes Peter Cottontail..}

Hoppin' down the bunny trail..hippity hoppity hippity hoppity Easters on it's way!


I am at a complete loss for what to put in G's Easter basket this year. The kid has always been hard to buy for and it's driving me absolutely friggin' crazy!

Then again I still don't know what to put in Little Boy's or Drama Queens baskets either. I got a few little things for both of them. I found Disney's Cars cars at Big Lots for $2each. which is a huge deal cause he looks at them at walmart and they're $6! Pfft. Not spending that on things they've been reselling for 7 years (at least). Sorry. D wants to get him some TMNT (Teenager Mutant Ninja Turtle) figures since he is so into them lately.

picture credit: fanart.tv

I'm thinking about getting them each a kite too :)

For Drama Queen I picked up some paper lunch bags with cupcakes on them, some erasers shaped like food, and that's it I think. I might pick up some $1 makeup at BigLots and put that in there. She has been really into makeup lately. Maybe some E.L.F. brushes? Never too early to learn about how to properly wear makeup. Especially when she had blue eyeshadow all over her eye area the other day.

G is just hard to shop for in general. He's into basically 2 things; all things military and all things police officer. It's kind of annoying actually. *sigh* Maybe I'll just go to the Army surplus store lol.

What are you putting in your kids Easter baskets this year?

{Am I What?!}

2 weeks ago at church a woman came up to me and said she was sorry for embarassing me the week before. I asked if she meant when she asked if I was pregnant. She said, "no honey I just wanna know when you get pregnant cause you have another baby in your future." Stop. Wait. What?!?! I died a little inside right at that moment lol. Would I welcome another baby? Sure. Absolutely! But do I want another baby? No. No way. Hell no. So last week while D's grandma was attending church with us, I asked her if I look pregnant. She can almost always tell and she has been right about the sex of every baby so far. She said yes, that I look pregnant. Of course I figure I have a belly on me, I have for a while. But I never figured I was pregnant. Until they started bringing it up. *sigh* Naturally this had me a little freaked out. So I went and bought a couple pee sticks. I took one that Sunday, it was negative. Like big negative lol. So I breathed a sigh of relief and went on with my day. The next morning I took another (because everyone knows your morning pee is best when testing), still negative. Thank you lord! But now I've got baby on the brain. And every little ailment I come up with has me wondering, could I be pregnant? This afternoon I was sick. I had a headache and my back hurt and while I was taking a bath, I almost lost my lunch. My stomach still isn't as settled as I would like. I just keep telling myself, "you are not pregnant". This happens about every 5 years. I got baby fever really bad when G and the Drama Queen started school. And now that Little Boy is about to start school in the fall, I want another one lol. There are just so many things I want to do differently when it comes to a baby though! I want to breastfeed again, I miss it so much. I want to cloth diaper, baby wear, and I really really want a water birth! I had planned on one with Little Boy but I was induced and the tub wasn't available *sad face* *tear*.

I don't want more babies, I like the freedom I have right now, Little boy is finally old enough to do things on his own and he doesn't need me quite as much. But I still miss having a baby. It's a catch 22. Blah.

I'm rambling again. I'm sorry. I shall let ya'll go :)