Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
On Thanksgiving evening, Livie jumped up into my jaw four times just to be a stinker when I was trying to put her coat on to go home. Yesterday morning, she did it again at my Mom's...only this time, I believe she dislocated my jaw.
It hurts like a...like a...like a...well, like a dislocated jaw would. It popped back in, but it's still hurtin'. Motrin is my friend right now. And soft foods, too.
And what have I learned? My daughter's head is stronger than my jaw. 'Nuff said.
Friday, November 28, 2008
A nap sounded like a good idea the moment I woke up today. If Jack and Liv hadn't wanted to wake up so badly, I could've slept all day long. Yeesh.
I'm grateful for the short holiday break, but I think I need a whole week to recover from all the food I managed to consume.
And on that note, let the 24/7 holiday music begin!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Let's All Gain Weight Together Today...
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
I'm going to be starting my holiday weekend a little early today. I have to leave work early so that I can get home in time for Hubby to go to work. Our Nanny has some emergency family issues to attend to, so we're going with our Plan B today. Plan B means Hubby goes to work a little late and I leave work a little early, but we both get paid for working full days. Easy as pie.
Speaking of pie, I'm hungry already. Tomorrow just can't come soon enough. Tonight, however, I'm making a cranberry pork roast with sweet potatoes in my crock pot. It should be yummy. I'll probably be the only one who eats it, though. Hubby hates pork and the kids are uber-picky lately, so I may just have to eat that whole thing all by myself. By the time I get home from work, the house is going to be smelling like heaven. I love cold-weather foods.
Wait. Did you hear that? That's my stomach growling. I better stop writing about food or my pants won't fit by the time I'm done with this sentence. Heh.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Giving Me Grays...
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Why We Shouldn't Let Men Take Messages...
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Just Make A Decision...
Friday, November 21, 2008
All In A Day's Work...
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
It's just that I've got to get moving on decorating now. The kids really enjoyed decorating for Halloween, so I'm pretty sure they'll be pumped for holiday decorating. They'll see me busy bringing everything up from the basement and before they know it, it'll be done while they watch in awe.
And it seems like the second I put it all up, it has to come down again, never to be seen until next year. While we wait all year long for this time of year, it's over before you know it, kind of like a ridiculously expensive wedding.
So, I think I'm going to get out all the decorations a little early this year. I don't think Livie can take it any longer, all this talk of "we have to decorate soon." And, for some reason, I think Jack and Liv are really going to get into the spirit this year. Perhaps it's because they can actually participate in the decorating this year, which used to be done while they napped. Since they've given up their naps completely, with no sign of those naps ever returning again, they can start kicking in around here. Heh.
'Tis the season, folks.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
I Am A Freak & I'm Okay With That...
You Are 5: The Investigator
You're independent - and a logical analytical thinker.
You love learning and ideas... and know things no one else does.
Bored by small talk, you refuse to participate in boring conversations.
You are open minded. A visionary. You understand the world and may change it.
At Your Best: You are sharp, inventive, and creative. You have the skills to lead the world.
At Your Worst: You are reclusive, weird, and a bit paranoid.
Your Fixation: Greed
Your Primary Fear: Being useless or incompetent
Your Primary Desire: Being competent and needed
Other Number 5's: Bill Gates, John Lennon, Kurt Cobain, Bjork, and Stephen Hawking.
Monday, November 17, 2008
No More Baby Fat...
Jack will be four in February and Liv will be three in April. I still can't find where all that time has gone. This can only mean one thing.
If they're getting older, so am I. Sigh.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
A New Leaf...
For the record, I only had one father come in filthy, stinkin' drunk and one mother who wanted to box with me. I handled both equally well, of course. No drama, just logic. It always kills 'em.
I had 29 parents come see me, which is more than the last six (yes, six!) report card days, combined. I don't know why the turnout was so good, but it sure was a far cry from last year. And I'm glad I wasn't bored to death the entire time. I was able to see a lot of new faces and interact with people I know can help me. Of course, the ones I really needed to see were the ones who didn't show up, but that's how it goes sometimes.
All in all, it was a very successful Report Card Day. Let's hope this is the start of a good trend.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Just Call Me Bette...
My result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz...
You Are a Bette!
You are a Bette -- "I must be strong"
Bettes are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective.
How to Get Along with Me
- * Stand up for yourself... and me.
- * Be confident, strong, and direct.
- * Don't gossip about me or betray my trust.
- * Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender, vulnerable side.
- * Give me space to be alone.
- * Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me.
- * I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it's a personal attack.
- * When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's just the way I am.
- What I Like About Being a Bette
- * being independent and self-reliant
- * being able to take charge and meet challenges head on
- * being courageous, straightforward, and honest
- * getting all the enjoyment I can out of life
- * supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me
- * upholding just causes
What's Hard About Being a Bette
- * overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to
- * being restless and impatient with others' incompetence
- * sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it
- * never forgetting injuries or injustices
- * putting too much pressure on myself
- * getting high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or when things don't go right
Bettes as Children Often
- * are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit
- * are sometimes loners
- * seize control so they won't be controlled
- * figure out others' weaknesses
- * attack verbally or physically when provoked
- * take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings
Bettes as Parents
- * are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted
- * are sometimes overprotective
- * can be demanding, controlling, and rigid
Take Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz at HelloQuizzy
Thursday, November 13, 2008
How Wild Is That?...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Right Wing Nuts...
Dear Red States:
We Blue States have decided we're leaving. We intend to form our own country. In case you aren't aware, that includes California, Hawaii, Oregon, Washington, New Mexico, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Michigan, Illinois and all of the Northeast. We believe this split will be beneficial to the nation, and especially to the people of the new country of the Blue States of America. To sum up briefly: You get Texas, Oklahoma and all the slave states.
We get stem cell research and the best beaches. We get the Statue of Liberty. You get Dollywood. We get Intel, Apple and Microsoft. You get WorldCom. We get Harvard. You get Ole' Miss. We get 85 percent of America's venture capital and entrepreneurs. You get Alabama. We get two-thirds of the tax revenue, you get to make the red states pay their fair share.
Since our aggregate divorce rate is 22 percent lower than the Christian Coalition's, we get a bunch of happy families. You get a bunch of single moms. Please be aware that the Blue States of America will be pro-choice and anti-war, and we're going to want all our citizens back from Iraq at once. If you need people to fight, ask your evangelicals. They have kids they're apparently willing to send to their deaths for no purpose, and they don't care if you don't show pictures of their children's caskets coming home.
We do wish you success in Iraq, and hope that the WMDs turn up, but we're not willing to spend our resources in Bush's Quagmire. With the Blue States in hand, we will have firm control of 80 percent of the country's fresh water, more than 90 percent of the pineapple and lettuce, 92 percent of the nation's fresh fruit, 95 percent of America's quality wines (you can serve French wines at state dinners), 90 percent of all cheese, 90 percent of the high tech industry, most of the U.S. low-sulfur coal, all living redwoods, sequoias and condors, all the Ivy and Seven Sister schools plus Stanford, Cal Tech ,Cal, University of Michigan and MIT.
With the Red States, on the other hand, you will have to cope with 88 percent of all obese Americans (and their projected health care costs), 92 percent of all U.S. mosquitoes, nearly 100 percent of the tornadoes, 90 percent of the hurricanes, 99 percent of all Southern Baptists, virtually 100 percent of all televangelists, Rush Limbaugh, Bob Jones University, Clemson and the University of Georgia. We get Hollywood and Yosemite, thank you.
Additionally, 38 percent of those in the Red states believe Jonah was actually swallowed by a whale, 62 percent believe life is sacred unless we're discussing the death penalty or gun laws, 44 percent say that evolution is only a theory, 53 percent say that Saddam was involved in 9/11 and 61 percent of you crazy bastards believe you are people with higher morals then we lefties.
Peace and love anyway,
The Blue States.
Monday, November 10, 2008
And I'll be damned if I don't talk to all of my own kids' teachers when their time comes. Yeah, they'll hate me, but at least they'll know I'm involved.
As a teacher, you always give the kids whose parents are always up your ass the benefit of the doubt. That's just how it goes. As a parent, you have to make your presence known very clearly and I think it's a critical part of the job of parenthood. I wish all parents felt that way.
Let's hope for a good turnout on Wednesday.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Caught My Eye...
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Well, Jack is better. No more fever; he mostly broke it on his own, give or take the few times I forced medicine down his gullet. After almost twelve hours of uninterrupted sleep, this boy was back on his feet and this Mama is much happier because of it. When I got home from work yesterday, I asked him if he was feeling better. His response was, "Yeah. It was no big deal."
This afternoon, I was cutting his fingernails. I asked him to count them while I did them. It keeps him occupied and he loves counting, too. This time, however, he surprised the shit out of me.
Not only did he count 1-10, like I knew he could (and has been doing for what seems like forever)...he also spelled each number out.
I don't get it. Livie is two and a half and speaks like an adult. In fact, the other night she asked me if she's going to have really, really, really big boobs when she gets older. Ten seconds after that, she asked me if she was any older yet. Jack is three and a half and is already spelling his numbers. Our dog, Java, walks like Beyonce. Hubby is obsessed with germs. And I ride my broom to work everyday. I'm beginning to think this house is possessed, as are its inhabitants.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Bullets, For Your Pleasure...
*I seriously don't know why he had a fever. Yesterday morning, it was 101 in his armpit, so I know it was realistically higher than that. I also suspect his throat is sore because he's not eating much, if anything. Plus, getting him to drink anything is like pulling teeth. So, yesterday I bought stock in pediatric electrolyte drinks and ice pops, with the hope that he'll take advantage of it today. I know he's hungry and thirsty. He'll drink, but only if I bribe him. And I don't want to end up in the ER with a dehydrated child again. He can be very stubborn sometimes. We'll be keeping a very close eye on him. His spirits are good and he's still playing, just at a much, much lower speed than normal. I can count on one hand how many times this boy has had a fever in his lifetime and one of those was at birth. He's just not one to get really sick like that. I'm concerned.
*Report Card Day is next Wednesday. This school year is going by fast, if you ask me.
*Just to prove how ridiculous middle schoolers can be, there was a kid running around the school yelling, "There's a nigger in the White House!" Over and over again, frantically. What is this world coming to? I couldn't believe my ears.
*Just started my final class for my Masters. Got an A in my last one. Yay!
*Thanksgiving is so close, which means Christmas is just around the corner. I can't wait to decorate for the holidays. It's going to be so much fun!
*Livie still amazes me each day with her articulate, adult-like speech. I can't believe she's only two and a half. And she's been doing this for a long, long time now. It's such a joy to watch her grow and learn. That girl's a sponge, I tell ya.
*My car turned 15,000 miles yesterday on the way to work. It's a little over four years old and paid for. That makes me happy.
*The dog is lying at my feet, snoring like a man.
On that note, have a great Thursday!
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Because I Can...
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
(Steps onto soapbox...) Here are some great reasons why you SHOULD vote for Barack Obama. And here are 101 reasons why you should NOT vote for John McCain. (Steps off soapbox...)
Okay, that's my spiel. Now, get out there and vote!
Monday, November 03, 2008
We Love Peanut Butter In This House...
November 2 is . . . . . National Deviled Egg Day
November 3 is . . . . . Sandwich Day and Housewife's Day
November 4 is . . . . . Waiting For The Barbarians Day
November 5 is . . . . . Gunpowder Day
November 6 is . . . . . Saxophone Day and Marooned Without A Compass Day
November 7 is . . . . . National Bittersweet Chocolate With Almonds Day
November 8 is . . . . . Dunce Day
November 9 is . . . . . Chaos Never Dies Day
November 10 is . . . . Forget-Me-Not Day
November 11 is . . . . Air Day
November 12 is . . . . National Pizza With The Works Except Anchovies Day
November 13 is . . . . National Indian Pudding Day
November 14 is . . . . Operation Room Nurse Day
November 15 is . . . . National Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day
November 16 is . . . . Button Day
November 17 is . . . . Take A Hike Day
November 18 is . . . . Occult Day
November 19 is . . . . Have A Bad Day Day
November 20 is . . . . Absurdity Day
November 21 is . . . . World Hello Day and False Confessions Day
November 22 is . . . . Start Your Own Country Day
November 23 is . . . . National Cashew Day
November 24 is . . . . Use Even If Seal Is Broken Day
November 25 is . . . . National Parfait Day
November 26 is . . . . Shopping Reminder Day
November 27 is . . . . Pins And Needles Day
November 28 is . . . . Make Your Own Head Day
November 29 is . . . . Square Dance Day
November 30 is . . . . Stay At Home Because You're Well Day
Sunday, November 02, 2008
And the kids have grown so much since I started the program. My goodness, Livie had just turned one year old when I enrolled and Jack was a little over two years old. I started in July of 2007. It's hard to believe that time can pass so quickly. Almost a year and a half later, I'm so close to my goal.
A lot has happened in our family in the last year and a half. Some good, some bad. However, we're still rockin' and rollin'. One more month and my kids have a Mom with a Masters degree. That is very important to me, to give them that. Yeah, sure, the degree is for me, but it's just as much for them. I want them to be proud of me for setting a goal and following through.
Drive. It's something I've always had. I can't explain it, but I know it's there, in everything I do. It's a part of me and I see it in my kids, as well. Obstacles mean nothing to me or to them. So, I'm going to be happy that I'm thisclose to earning that degree; sticking with it during the hardest time in my life; taking a midterm while miscarrying and acing the fucker; staying up late to do homework after the kids went to bed; not allowing myself to fall apart when it was the easiest thing I could've done; for following through on my promise to myself and my kids.
It's so close, I can taste it. December 19th is the last day of my last class and I will be celebrating my accomplishment. It's the best Christmas present I could ever give myself and my family.