Random Thoughts Tuesday

Sunday, I was in the kitchen when I heard a knock on the door. My husband answered it and I heard Noah's voice on the outside say, " Good afternoon. How are you today? Would you like to buy one of these lovely bike hookers?"

I had to get up out of the chair and go in there. I was dying to know what a "bike hooker" was. He had a bungee cord. I was so relieved he hadn't broken into the lucrative sex slave business at the tender age of six.

I do not like my daughter right now. She is two. From the moment she wakes up in the morning, to the moment I put her in bed, she is whining, crying and more often than not, sitting in time-out for screaming at me.

This morning, she got up an hour and a half earlier than she normally does. My alarm had not gone off yet either. I heard her door open, I heard her little footsteps come in my room and felt her breath on my face as she stood right in front of me. I kept my eyes closed hoping she would go back to bed ( yeah.. I don't know what alternate universe that would actually WORK in.. but I was hoping). About a half second after I was aware of her breath on my face, I heard, " MOMMY NO BED!!!!" at the loudest possible volume that could come out of her mouth.

I calmly got up and told her she needed to go back to bed. " NOO!" she screamed. She was obviously still tired. I threatened her with a time-out for screaming at me and she screamed " NO TIME OUT!!" at which point I not-so-calmly put her in time-out.

That is how my morning started. It has been like that all morning and I am counting down to naptime. Honest to God, right now she is lying in the middle of the living room floor repeating " Mommy, want juice!" it is getting increasingly louder and more frantic. She asked for milk ten minutes ago and when I set it in front of her, she shoved it and said, " NO MILK! WANT JUICE!" I told her she needs to drink the milk she asked for before she can have some juice. So, now, she is lying in the floor demanding juice while I ignore her.

It's going to snow again. I will have both kids home with me tomorrow all day. Yipee.

I was miserably ill for two weeks and was finally feeling back to my old self again last week. Sunday, my throat started hurting. I thought it was just from being outside in the snow. I began to feel increasingly worse yesterday and today am back to where I was three weeks ago.

I am over snow and I am over colds. Enough already.

Back in October, I posted on my Facebook page that I desperately wanted a particular book. I am impatient like that. I decide I want something and I want it right then ( hmmmm.... mental connection made to my daughter who is still demanding juice). Anyway, it was late at night and I was not going to be able to drive to the bookstore for a few days. My step mother posted back, " You should get a Kindle. I love mine and if you wanted a book, you could get it instantly." I was thinking, " What in the heck is a Kindle?" I am sooooo not cool when it comes to the latest gadgets. So, I looked it up and thought it looked really cool. I've been thinking about it off and on since then.

When we went home to Texas in December, my friend Michelle was talking about hers. And when she pointed out the fact that she was getting rid of all her books and just going to keep her favorites on her kindle, I decided I had to have one. You see... if there is one thing I love more than being creative... it's organizing and purging. ( purging stuff, not food.. I could never do that. I love food way too much for that.)

Last week a box arrived at my house. My husband is forever ordering things so I figured it was something for him. When he got home, he handed it to me. It was a Kindle. For the record, I love it!!

I really hope they still have the preschool program next year. Because Zoe is going to preschool.

I found a fabric softener I really loved. I am in love with the scent. And then one day, they didn't have it at the grocery store. I have since checked every store within a 15 mile radius and none of them have it. I want to the website and it is still listed like they sell it. There is no information on it being discontinued. I'm just wondering why I find things I really like and then they are no longer available.

My hair stylist moved to another salon that is farther away than I am willing to drive. I am in desperate need of a hair cut, but have nowhere to go. I have tried other places around here with disastrous results. I don't know what my sitting around sulking is going to accomplish. I guess I think that if I wait long enough, someone awesome will show up at my door and offer to cut my hair.

I love being crafty and creative. So what does it say about me that I haven't purchased or made anything for Valentine's Day? Nothing. I need to come up with something quick so Noah has valentines to take to school Friday. I'm not in the mood.

I know what I need to get me out of my funk. I need SPRING! Sunshine and green leaves, warmer weather. I need to get out of this house with this kid. As is, everytime we leave, Zoe starts begging, " My house! My house!"

So.. I'm over it. I'm over having a cold. I'm over snow. I'm over two-year-olds.

Sorry for all the grumpiness. I'm having a bad day.

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Random Thoughts Tuesday

Ok...I'm gonna try this.

My friend Jennifer does this all the time. It is from the blog of the Un Mom. So you can head over to her blog to read more randomness.


Here goes..


When my husband first let Noah watch Star Wars, I thought he was way too young, but Noah really loved it and that moment started his Star Wars obsession. Today, he came home from school and said to me, " You know what I figured out?"

"What's that?"

" Star Wars is actually a pretty violent movie."

" Yes, it is."

**puzzled look**

"Then why did you let me watch it!?"

As stated on a previous blog, I finally decided to get my master's degree. I have to take three pre-requisite classes prior to starting the actual graduate work, because they are not satisfied with the undergrad classes I took in those areas. The first one is a big combo math class with three parts: college algebra, developmental mathematics and statistics. Each part has about fifteen chapters. At the end of this hell, I have to take and pass ( with an 80% or better) a proctored exam over the whole content. I am finding I am really rusty on some of these concepts and it is freaking me out. Which brings us to....

Logarithms suck. Enough said.

I think I am raising a chauvinist pig. After changing several stinky diapers the other day, DJ and I declared ourselves over it and volunteered Noah for the job. He politely declined. Then I threw the wipes to him and told him it was good practice for one day when he has kids. He responded with, " Ewww..... when I have kids, I will let their mother change the diapers!"

Q: How can you potty train a kid that not only doesn't care that she is in a dirty diaper but also vehemently denies it when asked? To the point where I have to chase her down and drag her kicking and screaming to get the dirty diaper off her so she won't end up with sores on her behind?
A: You don't. That would make life MUCH too easy... and we can't have THAT!

Yesterday it was actually sixty degrees. But I couldn't enjoy it because it was friggin raining all day. Today it is back in the thirties and we are expecting snow by the weekend.

Cold medicine makes me comatose. It should be called, "Nyquil- the make you wake up with your hair stuck to your forehead and your drool-stained cheek stuck to your pillow nightime remedy."

Yeah... it's really like that. Sexy, huh?

My husband is on cloud nine because the New Orleans Saints are going to the Superbowl. I want to be happy for him, but I'm still bitter over him rooting for Alabama over Texas in the BCS championship. Because, really, I don't care about NFL. I am all about college football and my husband is a traitor! T-R-A-I-T-O-R. I considered us temporarily "divorced" on that day. I am sure any Texas lawyer would totally back me up with that as sufficient grounds.

Because I was sick and had nothing else to do, I watched some barbecue cookoff on television this weekend. The brisket and ribs looked really yummy and it makes me miss home. I sure could use some good barbecue right now. But.. wait... it's too freakin' cold to do it myself.

I think I'm done.

That is all.

**Ok.. not really... because I am a total moron, I cannot seem to make the button link up to the Un Mom's blog. So.. I posted a separate link. Sorry for my incompetence. No wonder I can't figure out logarithms. I'm lucky I got 2+2. It is 7, right?