I could title this blog how I went from NABLOPOMO to 1 post per month, but I won't. I get home at the end of the day and the last thing I want to do is log into the computer. My ass is up at 5:00am these days to get into the office on time. I leave work drive around for two hours, with a purpose mind you. Drive, pick up the BG, drive, pick up the BB, drive home. Cook dinner, settle the kids down, eat dinner, kids play time/mom art time/clean time/whatever really needs done time. Bedtime business for the kids, the regime of face care for mom. Story time, lights out? Nope the BB usually sticks in as long as possible. I realize this blog doesn't even contain complete let alone grammatically correct sentences.
I want to sit here and write something witty, something that makes you say hey I will come back to read that. BAM! It seems as if I have not done that in a while y'all. I am just so fucking tired lately, and tired of my excuses too. <--look I used a serial comma.
Well I am in the process of getting an attitude adjustment. I really hope that comes with an increase in energy level too. A friend recommended an herbalist that she sees, I am going to call. I need something right now to help my body match the OOMPH going on in my brain. The time is now, if I don't get off my ass soon I will be 10 months closer to 34, SHIT I have got to get his going!
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Friday, February 01, 2008
Go to sleep DAMMIT!
My 2 year old is still awake. I guess that could mean I am a bad mom, but I really don't think so. I have pondered the day trying to remember if there was any sugar in it. I can account for my time and affirmatively say, no. He was with Dad for a few and G-ma another few, but they are both pretty aware of my son's reaction to sugar, so. What reaction you ask? Bat-Shit-Crazy! He's not exactly hyperactive just busy. Thus I think I can rule out the evil that is sugar.
CS brought the turtles some glow sticks home since they cleaned their room without a fuss and the kid has been playing with them for two hours straight. I am so getting his ass up early tomorrow, this is not a schedule I am going to make a habit of.
On other fronts the HD and myself are still working and whatnot, but we are coming up on a new sort of crunch! We have gotten a show at a local stomp and they want 35 pieces. So for us that means get your Asses in gear! We have to revamp the website, get some new work going and hopefully earn some extra cash in the process. I am secretly uber excited to have the additional motivation in my life. Oh wait I told y'all so I guess it's not so uber secret.
The band marches on...and on and on.
CS brought the turtles some glow sticks home since they cleaned their room without a fuss and the kid has been playing with them for two hours straight. I am so getting his ass up early tomorrow, this is not a schedule I am going to make a habit of.
On other fronts the HD and myself are still working and whatnot, but we are coming up on a new sort of crunch! We have gotten a show at a local stomp and they want 35 pieces. So for us that means get your Asses in gear! We have to revamp the website, get some new work going and hopefully earn some extra cash in the process. I am secretly uber excited to have the additional motivation in my life. Oh wait I told y'all so I guess it's not so uber secret.
The band marches on...and on and on.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Up and at 'em
I'm back y'all. Well not tonight, but needless to say i was off-line, now I'm on-line. so when I have wrapped my brain around that, perhaps I'll blog.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Numbers
There's always the sky let it here what you're saying....
Today has been full. This morning it was 6am on a payroll Monday, which equals lots of work for this hot-mommy. Then it was off at noon to take the turtles to their check-up and government mandated vaccinations. Yes I vaccinate, bring on the trolls.
Vaccinating is not only something you doubt as a parent, but it is absolutely cruel. BB only needed 2 shots, hep-a and the flu. BG was not so lucky. She is apparently of an age, yes that age. The one where you are still in pre-k, but everyone forgets that fact and are already thinking kindergarten.
5 shots. 2 in one leg, one in one leg, and one for each arm. So don't chew me out right now for my stance on the whole vaccination thing. I feel like a heel already, a bigfucking freaking heel!
I took the kiddos to Elephant Bar and had myself a Martini, [grey goose. dirty. dry.] don't hate. We had calamari, fresh baby field greens in a balsamic vinaigrette with bleu cheese crumbles and candied walnuts and mac and cheese. What can I say I live large. Our Waiter was fabulous, I don't remember his name but I tipped him ten on thirty four, so hey. We ended the meal with a Hot Fudge Sundae!!
We did a little Bookstore browsing and I read the turtles the Night before Christmas. All in all it has been a full day, but then again it has been a full month. I am going to be so tuckered out by 2008.
PLGC -out
Today has been full. This morning it was 6am on a payroll Monday, which equals lots of work for this hot-mommy. Then it was off at noon to take the turtles to their check-up and government mandated vaccinations. Yes I vaccinate, bring on the trolls.
Vaccinating is not only something you doubt as a parent, but it is absolutely cruel. BB only needed 2 shots, hep-a and the flu. BG was not so lucky. She is apparently of an age, yes that age. The one where you are still in pre-k, but everyone forgets that fact and are already thinking kindergarten.
5 shots. 2 in one leg, one in one leg, and one for each arm. So don't chew me out right now for my stance on the whole vaccination thing. I feel like a heel already, a big
I took the kiddos to Elephant Bar and had myself a Martini, [grey goose. dirty. dry.] don't hate. We had calamari, fresh baby field greens in a balsamic vinaigrette with bleu cheese crumbles and candied walnuts and mac and cheese. What can I say I live large. Our Waiter was fabulous, I don't remember his name but I tipped him ten on thirty four, so hey. We ended the meal with a Hot Fudge Sundae!!
We did a little Bookstore browsing and I read the turtles the Night before Christmas. All in all it has been a full day, but then again it has been a full month. I am going to be so tuckered out by 2008.
PLGC -out
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Reminiscing
I haven't blogged in weeks. Funny how time will snap you up take you on a ride and pass you right by. That is how the last couple of weeks have felt. A whirlwind of busy that doesn't really have an end in sight. We've had parties and sickness and an excellent visit from the M-I-L.
It has really got me reminiscing. I think it is just this time of year, but I am dredging up memories of long ago these days. I sit looking at My turtles and seeing BG on the cusp of realizing that Santa too may NOT exist, and laughing at BB because the threat of "the naughty list" is really working this year.
I remember both of their Christmases when the shiny wrapping paper was way more interesting than the actual gifts they received. Beyond that I remember being rounded and pear shaped twice, the second time just a bit more round than the first. I remember the cute pink Santa Baby t-shirt that I worked so diligently to hem and bedazzle, because I did not want to look like a pregnant cow.
I could fill pages upon pages with these holiday memories. Why so many now? Is it just that we have a time frame to pull our memories from, I wonder? My favorite Holiday memory is related to the NFL, of course. The Christmas eve prior to the Baltimore Ravens winning the Super Bowl I got to see them play the Jets. It was nose-bleed seats, bitter cold and windy. I shared huge beers with CS snuggling close and wearing my dorky Raven head and team appropriate sweatshirt. I loved every single minute.
This time of year for me is about my family and friends. I love to give way more than I like to receive. I love the early morning intimacy of my small family gathered around the tree while the kids rip into their gifts. I love braving the mall. I love my life.
It is exciting that a New Year is approaching and that there will be new memories. It is important to remember how much I love my husband and how much I cherish my children. It is important to hold those Christmas' past in my heart. To laugh at the Christmas when my sister and I got hamsters and Pound Puppies. To remember my brother's laughter before he was fragile, before, when it might not have been his last Christmas.
PLGC -out
It has really got me reminiscing. I think it is just this time of year, but I am dredging up memories of long ago these days. I sit looking at My turtles and seeing BG on the cusp of realizing that Santa too may NOT exist, and laughing at BB because the threat of "the naughty list" is really working this year.
I remember both of their Christmases when the shiny wrapping paper was way more interesting than the actual gifts they received. Beyond that I remember being rounded and pear shaped twice, the second time just a bit more round than the first. I remember the cute pink Santa Baby t-shirt that I worked so diligently to hem and bedazzle, because I did not want to look like a pregnant cow.
I could fill pages upon pages with these holiday memories. Why so many now? Is it just that we have a time frame to pull our memories from, I wonder? My favorite Holiday memory is related to the NFL, of course. The Christmas eve prior to the Baltimore Ravens winning the Super Bowl I got to see them play the Jets. It was nose-bleed seats, bitter cold and windy. I shared huge beers with CS snuggling close and wearing my dorky Raven head and team appropriate sweatshirt. I loved every single minute.
This time of year for me is about my family and friends. I love to give way more than I like to receive. I love the early morning intimacy of my small family gathered around the tree while the kids rip into their gifts. I love braving the mall. I love my life.
It is exciting that a New Year is approaching and that there will be new memories. It is important to remember how much I love my husband and how much I cherish my children. It is important to hold those Christmas' past in my heart. To laugh at the Christmas when my sister and I got hamsters and Pound Puppies. To remember my brother's laughter before he was fragile, before, when it might not have been his last Christmas.
PLGC -out
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