I didn't know what to do with myself without going to get my usual cup of Joe! Last night, I ground some coffee beans and used the programming feature on my coffee pot so that I would have coffee first thing this morning. It just wasn't the same, I digress.
When I went to Walmart this morning, I remembered that there was a red cup coffee place across the street. SCORE! My nephew, Josh, works there at 5 Bean Cafe but he wasn't there this morning. I apparently just missed him. None-the-less, I got my Milky Way fix.
Let's see how I do tomorrow.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Addiction....I mean Insanity
Thursday, September 30, 2010
The Day in Progress
This morning I got an extra hour and twenty minutes of sleep - woohoo! Of course, one would think this would have gotten my day off to a good start, not the case. I woke up with a sinus headache right off the bat! Goodness, it's always something! On a positive note, Emma and Abigail actually understood that I was really not getting up to get them on the bus today and responded appropriately.
My head was hurting and I thought may be when I got into the hot shower it was tame down some but that was not the case. I got dressed and woke up Olivia for the day. Sarah was all ready up and had tried to wake me at 6:45am and I told her in no uncertain terms, I was not getting out of bed until 7:00am. Got both of them dressed and ready to head off to their prospective schools. Jakob (a new little one I babysit) went to Walmart to get a few things. Now, one would assume that having realized right off that bat that I had a sinus headache, I would have taken something right away. Nope, I sure didn't. I was happy to get my shopping trip over with and get home to take something.
With Sudafed and ibuprofen on board I was able to clean out the summer clothes in my closet and replace them with my fall/winter attire. That was the extent of it though because I was quickly worn out. After putting Jakob down for a little nap, I took a catnap myself! When I woke up, I decided it was high time I put away laundry I had done three days ago.
Yup, that's the extent of my day thus far.....
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
My head was hurting and I thought may be when I got into the hot shower it was tame down some but that was not the case. I got dressed and woke up Olivia for the day. Sarah was all ready up and had tried to wake me at 6:45am and I told her in no uncertain terms, I was not getting out of bed until 7:00am. Got both of them dressed and ready to head off to their prospective schools. Jakob (a new little one I babysit) went to Walmart to get a few things. Now, one would assume that having realized right off that bat that I had a sinus headache, I would have taken something right away. Nope, I sure didn't. I was happy to get my shopping trip over with and get home to take something.
With Sudafed and ibuprofen on board I was able to clean out the summer clothes in my closet and replace them with my fall/winter attire. That was the extent of it though because I was quickly worn out. After putting Jakob down for a little nap, I took a catnap myself! When I woke up, I decided it was high time I put away laundry I had done three days ago.
Yup, that's the extent of my day thus far.....
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Real Housewife of Pataskala
My point? Yes, I have one. I am tired of reality television! The reason? Well, lets be honest, they might be some peoples' realities but I don't think they are the reality for most of us. I know several people who are really into the reality show, "Real Housewives of (fill in the blank)". I personally can not relate to any of them.
First of all, the vast majority of these women on the above mentioned shows are not even "real" housewives. When I think of a housewife, I think of me (obviously) and my friends who stay at home with our kids and manage our homes on a day to day basis sans nannies or housekeepers. Doesn't being a housewife imply that a woman has a husband as well?
Secondly, "reality" on these shows is not really representative of most women who stay at home. I suppose that it makes for good entertainment. Who isn't intrigued by seeing other people's screwed up lives flashing before them on the television? I am guilty! I love Dateline, 20/20, Discovery I.D. and the likes. Honestly, how many women do you know that spend tens of thousands of dollars to throw a sweet 16 party for their daughter or a three year old's birthday party? My guess would be no one that reads this blog!
Finally, my opinion is few people could handle the realities of being a REAL housewife with REAL children on television. I wonder how many people would tune in to a show if my family was the feature presentation? It's doubtful we would have a huge following. Who wants to watch me clean up my child's vomit or urine when they have missed an easily placed target? Uhhh no one! Who wants to follow my car around town, watching me drop a kid off here, drop a kid off there, come home start dinner, turn around and go pick up the children?
The whole reality show phenomenon is seriously a mystery to me. We have shows about all kinds of crazy things these days; hair dressers, cake decorators, fake housewives, polygamists, little people, people with 5 kids, 8 kids, 19 kids! Where does it end? Are we to believe that this is reality? Who's reality is it? I am sorry but I am not drinking the kool-aid!
I seem bitter, don't I? Yeah, that's because I am bitter. I am tired of watching these shows and wondering why I don't have a sister wife to help me out around the house and to share in the rearing of my kids; or why my kids don't all get along all the time and use manners regularly!
The truth is, the past week and a half have been rough for me. Between the kids and their different ailments and my constant state of exhaustion these reality shows have got me all fired up! I have issues! What can I say?
Oh and by the way, Sarah's pink dinosaur stole $3.00 from her purse. It's a sad state of affairs when her own imaginary friend is stealing from her!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
First of all, the vast majority of these women on the above mentioned shows are not even "real" housewives. When I think of a housewife, I think of me (obviously) and my friends who stay at home with our kids and manage our homes on a day to day basis sans nannies or housekeepers. Doesn't being a housewife imply that a woman has a husband as well?
Secondly, "reality" on these shows is not really representative of most women who stay at home. I suppose that it makes for good entertainment. Who isn't intrigued by seeing other people's screwed up lives flashing before them on the television? I am guilty! I love Dateline, 20/20, Discovery I.D. and the likes. Honestly, how many women do you know that spend tens of thousands of dollars to throw a sweet 16 party for their daughter or a three year old's birthday party? My guess would be no one that reads this blog!
Finally, my opinion is few people could handle the realities of being a REAL housewife with REAL children on television. I wonder how many people would tune in to a show if my family was the feature presentation? It's doubtful we would have a huge following. Who wants to watch me clean up my child's vomit or urine when they have missed an easily placed target? Uhhh no one! Who wants to follow my car around town, watching me drop a kid off here, drop a kid off there, come home start dinner, turn around and go pick up the children?
The whole reality show phenomenon is seriously a mystery to me. We have shows about all kinds of crazy things these days; hair dressers, cake decorators, fake housewives, polygamists, little people, people with 5 kids, 8 kids, 19 kids! Where does it end? Are we to believe that this is reality? Who's reality is it? I am sorry but I am not drinking the kool-aid!
I seem bitter, don't I? Yeah, that's because I am bitter. I am tired of watching these shows and wondering why I don't have a sister wife to help me out around the house and to share in the rearing of my kids; or why my kids don't all get along all the time and use manners regularly!
The truth is, the past week and a half have been rough for me. Between the kids and their different ailments and my constant state of exhaustion these reality shows have got me all fired up! I have issues! What can I say?
Oh and by the way, Sarah's pink dinosaur stole $3.00 from her purse. It's a sad state of affairs when her own imaginary friend is stealing from her!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Monday, September 27, 2010
Busy busy weekend.....
Well as usual I had a busy weekend. I am not even sure why I look forward to them anymore! I dont' ever get to just sit around and do nothing but on the other hand, I like to busy.
Saturday the kids and I got up and headed to the soccer field for Emma's game. Since we were running a wee bit behind, I dropped Emma and Abigail at the soccer field and made a quick run back to Smoothie Brews. When I got to Smoothie Brews, I got some disheartening news....Connie has sold the joint and the people buying it are changing it's name. Smoothie Brews will now be called, "Overlatte Cafe". I guess as long as they continue to have my coffee, it will be okay. I will miss the employees that worked at Smoothie Brews, Debbie and Jake. The thing that has me up in arms is that I do not know how to say anything other than, "I'll have my regular, large this morning!". I say it, they know what I want and make it. I guess before Wednesday I need to find out what it's actually called. Oh and the other bad news about this development is that they will be closing down shop for a bit to give the place a little make-over. I don't know what's wrong with the place now but whatever.
After the soccer game was over we came home and I bribed the kids into cleaning the house. I used the angle of promising a secret fun activity later that day if they all helped in getting the house in order. It worked like a charm! The house got straightened up and we headed to Jackson for The Apple Festival! We made a stop to visit my Grandma. It was a bittersweet visit. You see my Grandma is now living in an assisted living facility instead of her house. It was sad not to actually be going to visit her at her own home. I think she is a bit sad about it too but at this point, assisted living is a much better place for her. After visiting with her, we went and visited some other family and went to the the festival.
The kids had a great time at the Apple Festival. We started off our time there eating a bunch of fair food and then moved onto riding some of the rides. I spent entirely too much money there but the kids had a great time and that's what matters.
When we were finished eating and riding rides, we went over to my cousin Mindy's where they were having a pig roast. I would have loved to eat some of that meat but I had over indulged on all the fair food. What a bummer that was! Another bummer was I had all the kids with me. I could have had one heck of a time hanging out and having fun with my cousins! Dont' get me wrong, I had a great time with them but the distraction of trying to keep track of my children was too much responsibility for me! May be I will get an opportunity to hang out with them child free sometime in the future. Anyway, I suddenly discovered that it was after midnight and I had a long drive ahead of me. I loaded up the kids and when we finally got home, it was 2:30am. I set my alarm for 10:00am and went to bed.
Sunday morning I woke up a little after 11:00am, Yes, my alarm was set for 10:00am!!!! Apparently my alarm clock was turned off by an equally exhausted husband. Thanks honey, I really appreciate the extra Zzzz's but we do have plans to be somewhere at noon! Not only were we supposed to be somewhere at noon, the place we were going was a good 45 minutes away from where we live and we needed to drop the two little ones off at their grandparents' house. Best laid plans......
When I woke up, I was in panic mode - which in my opinion is a horrible way to wake up! I immediately sent out texts to my brother and Michelle to inform them that we were running late (as if this would be some sort of surprise to them). It took what seemed like forever for them to respond so I took the extra time to jump in the shower and get everybody moving. Finally my brother, Kevin, called me back but I was in the shower and no one bothered to interrupt me. I called him back and no answer......after awhile he called back. He then proceeds to tell me that he didn't think that we were planning on going canoeing and that he and Michelle were just hanging out leisurely in his garage. WHAT? I could have still be snoozing away! Okay, well we are up, have a babysitter arranged for the little ones, let's go! We decided to meet at Trapper John's around 1:30.
Scott and I got to his Dad's at 1:30pm, hahaha, we seriously have a problem people! However, it was okay that we were still running late because Tammy and her husband, Randy, had decided to go and Kevin and Michelle were waiting to meet them. Around 2:00pm, we were headed toward the canoe livery when we got another text that said Trapper John's couldn't accommodate our canoeing venture because the water was too low and suggested we go to some other place. I think it was called Scioto Canoe. Finally we come to the place they redirected us to and got all the paperwork signed, got our canoes and kayaks and waited. Then we waited and waited some more until finally the guy shows up with this rickety van to transport us to the drop off sight. I am not kidding when I say rickety! The top of this van actually lifted when we hit a bump in the road. Then at last we get to the drop off sight!
The van came to a stop, the driver jumps out and begins unloaded the water crafts onto the ground. While the driver was doing this, I noticed the way down to the water is a steep downhill path. The path did have some makeshift steps which turned out to be helpful. Everyone grabbed their prospective ride and started down the death trap. It was at this point I wished I would have selected a kayak! Scott took off with one canoe and I, of course, was the last one to head down. I guess I was secretly hoping that someone intended to come back up and help but it became evident that I was on my own. I grabbed the front of the canoe and started pulling it down. Slow and steady wins the race, right? I managed to get down the hill without falling to my death.
Before I knew it, we were all on the water paddling away. Kevin, Josh and Michelle were all in kayaks. Tammy and Randy were in one canoe, Scott and I in another and Emma and Abigail in the third. The fighting began before Emma and Abigail were even in the water and continued the entire four miles of the trip. Scott and I were paddling along laughing about Emma and Abigail's excellent teamwork and the fact that we just kept paddling while leaving them behind with other people. We are not stupid! Overall, the trip was pretty relaxing but there were definitely some funny moments.
First of all, we rounded a corner not long after we started of our trip and Michelle somehow managed to tip completely over in her kayak. I know it sucked to get wet because it was a bit chilly out yesterday. Secondly, Tammy was sitting in the front of their canoe, enjoying the scenery while Randy did all the work (this is not an understatement and you will see this in a moment). All of the sudden, Tammy looks down and realizes that her paddle is gone! Where could it have gone? She exclaimed, "I dont' even know how long it's been gone!". I am sure you don't Tammy since you have just been sitting there in the front of the canoe hanging out. Abigail said she saw it but they weren't going back for it. I know this comes as a shock to all of you but the truth is she was too busy telling her sister what to do to be bothered with retrieving her Aunt's paddle. Tammy and Randy (okay RANDY) turned around to go find the paddle and the rest of us paddled ahead to the bank.
We hung out on this little bank for quite a few minutes, skipping rocks, climbing on dead trees and looking at clam shells that were laying around. After awhile we all began loading back up and out to the water. Scott spent a few minutes helping Emma and Abigail get their canoe back out into the water and once they were moving, we began to move ours. Only it didn't go nearly as smoothly as I would have hoped. Scott was in the back holding it while I moved to the front of the canoe. Then it happened, the inevitable, I slipped and my left side went down into the water! All I heard was one of my girls yelling, "MOM'S DOWN! My MOM'S DOWN!" The rest of the trip was quite chilly for me and this is how I know that Michelle had to of been freezing for the majority of the trip.
Eventually we made it back to the livery, parked our canoes and everyone went their separate ways. Scott and I went to meet his Dad for dinner and to pick up our little ones. It was a fun weekend but it left me completely exhausted.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Saturday the kids and I got up and headed to the soccer field for Emma's game. Since we were running a wee bit behind, I dropped Emma and Abigail at the soccer field and made a quick run back to Smoothie Brews. When I got to Smoothie Brews, I got some disheartening news....Connie has sold the joint and the people buying it are changing it's name. Smoothie Brews will now be called, "Overlatte Cafe". I guess as long as they continue to have my coffee, it will be okay. I will miss the employees that worked at Smoothie Brews, Debbie and Jake. The thing that has me up in arms is that I do not know how to say anything other than, "I'll have my regular, large this morning!". I say it, they know what I want and make it. I guess before Wednesday I need to find out what it's actually called. Oh and the other bad news about this development is that they will be closing down shop for a bit to give the place a little make-over. I don't know what's wrong with the place now but whatever.
After the soccer game was over we came home and I bribed the kids into cleaning the house. I used the angle of promising a secret fun activity later that day if they all helped in getting the house in order. It worked like a charm! The house got straightened up and we headed to Jackson for The Apple Festival! We made a stop to visit my Grandma. It was a bittersweet visit. You see my Grandma is now living in an assisted living facility instead of her house. It was sad not to actually be going to visit her at her own home. I think she is a bit sad about it too but at this point, assisted living is a much better place for her. After visiting with her, we went and visited some other family and went to the the festival.
The kids had a great time at the Apple Festival. We started off our time there eating a bunch of fair food and then moved onto riding some of the rides. I spent entirely too much money there but the kids had a great time and that's what matters.
When we were finished eating and riding rides, we went over to my cousin Mindy's where they were having a pig roast. I would have loved to eat some of that meat but I had over indulged on all the fair food. What a bummer that was! Another bummer was I had all the kids with me. I could have had one heck of a time hanging out and having fun with my cousins! Dont' get me wrong, I had a great time with them but the distraction of trying to keep track of my children was too much responsibility for me! May be I will get an opportunity to hang out with them child free sometime in the future. Anyway, I suddenly discovered that it was after midnight and I had a long drive ahead of me. I loaded up the kids and when we finally got home, it was 2:30am. I set my alarm for 10:00am and went to bed.
Sunday morning I woke up a little after 11:00am, Yes, my alarm was set for 10:00am!!!! Apparently my alarm clock was turned off by an equally exhausted husband. Thanks honey, I really appreciate the extra Zzzz's but we do have plans to be somewhere at noon! Not only were we supposed to be somewhere at noon, the place we were going was a good 45 minutes away from where we live and we needed to drop the two little ones off at their grandparents' house. Best laid plans......
When I woke up, I was in panic mode - which in my opinion is a horrible way to wake up! I immediately sent out texts to my brother and Michelle to inform them that we were running late (as if this would be some sort of surprise to them). It took what seemed like forever for them to respond so I took the extra time to jump in the shower and get everybody moving. Finally my brother, Kevin, called me back but I was in the shower and no one bothered to interrupt me. I called him back and no answer......after awhile he called back. He then proceeds to tell me that he didn't think that we were planning on going canoeing and that he and Michelle were just hanging out leisurely in his garage. WHAT? I could have still be snoozing away! Okay, well we are up, have a babysitter arranged for the little ones, let's go! We decided to meet at Trapper John's around 1:30.
Scott and I got to his Dad's at 1:30pm, hahaha, we seriously have a problem people! However, it was okay that we were still running late because Tammy and her husband, Randy, had decided to go and Kevin and Michelle were waiting to meet them. Around 2:00pm, we were headed toward the canoe livery when we got another text that said Trapper John's couldn't accommodate our canoeing venture because the water was too low and suggested we go to some other place. I think it was called Scioto Canoe. Finally we come to the place they redirected us to and got all the paperwork signed, got our canoes and kayaks and waited. Then we waited and waited some more until finally the guy shows up with this rickety van to transport us to the drop off sight. I am not kidding when I say rickety! The top of this van actually lifted when we hit a bump in the road. Then at last we get to the drop off sight!
The van came to a stop, the driver jumps out and begins unloaded the water crafts onto the ground. While the driver was doing this, I noticed the way down to the water is a steep downhill path. The path did have some makeshift steps which turned out to be helpful. Everyone grabbed their prospective ride and started down the death trap. It was at this point I wished I would have selected a kayak! Scott took off with one canoe and I, of course, was the last one to head down. I guess I was secretly hoping that someone intended to come back up and help but it became evident that I was on my own. I grabbed the front of the canoe and started pulling it down. Slow and steady wins the race, right? I managed to get down the hill without falling to my death.
Before I knew it, we were all on the water paddling away. Kevin, Josh and Michelle were all in kayaks. Tammy and Randy were in one canoe, Scott and I in another and Emma and Abigail in the third. The fighting began before Emma and Abigail were even in the water and continued the entire four miles of the trip. Scott and I were paddling along laughing about Emma and Abigail's excellent teamwork and the fact that we just kept paddling while leaving them behind with other people. We are not stupid! Overall, the trip was pretty relaxing but there were definitely some funny moments.
First of all, we rounded a corner not long after we started of our trip and Michelle somehow managed to tip completely over in her kayak. I know it sucked to get wet because it was a bit chilly out yesterday. Secondly, Tammy was sitting in the front of their canoe, enjoying the scenery while Randy did all the work (this is not an understatement and you will see this in a moment). All of the sudden, Tammy looks down and realizes that her paddle is gone! Where could it have gone? She exclaimed, "I dont' even know how long it's been gone!". I am sure you don't Tammy since you have just been sitting there in the front of the canoe hanging out. Abigail said she saw it but they weren't going back for it. I know this comes as a shock to all of you but the truth is she was too busy telling her sister what to do to be bothered with retrieving her Aunt's paddle. Tammy and Randy (okay RANDY) turned around to go find the paddle and the rest of us paddled ahead to the bank.
We hung out on this little bank for quite a few minutes, skipping rocks, climbing on dead trees and looking at clam shells that were laying around. After awhile we all began loading back up and out to the water. Scott spent a few minutes helping Emma and Abigail get their canoe back out into the water and once they were moving, we began to move ours. Only it didn't go nearly as smoothly as I would have hoped. Scott was in the back holding it while I moved to the front of the canoe. Then it happened, the inevitable, I slipped and my left side went down into the water! All I heard was one of my girls yelling, "MOM'S DOWN! My MOM'S DOWN!" The rest of the trip was quite chilly for me and this is how I know that Michelle had to of been freezing for the majority of the trip.
Eventually we made it back to the livery, parked our canoes and everyone went their separate ways. Scott and I went to meet his Dad for dinner and to pick up our little ones. It was a fun weekend but it left me completely exhausted.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Thursday, September 23, 2010
My Theory on How School Came to Be!
I would like to start this blog out by protesting any school cancellations this year! Let's be honest, school isn't really about the three "R's"! Oh hello kitty no! It is about Mom's and sometimes Dad's getting a break from their children. Parents are perfectly capable of teaching their children at home; Hence, home schooling. But the sad truth is, parents pay their taxes for a reason!
Here is my theory about how school came to be:
Once upon a time there was a couple named Charles and Caroline Ingalls. They were married and settled in a little house on the praire. The little house took a lot of work, there was always something to do. The fields had to be farmed and of course, there were the animals that needed to be looked after. Charles was always busy with his job at the mill and taking care of the farm. Caroline became lonely and thought it would be a great idea to start on their family.
Soon they had three daughters; Mary, Laura and little Carrie. Caroline hadn't realized that she was only causing more work for herself having these children. Originally, she thought that they would just keep her entertained and they did at first. However, this quickly grew tiring. She quickly realized she had made more work for herself! She had to make all of their clothing, feed them, clean up after them and all the things children require of their mother. Lest we not forget Charles was constantly dragging in wood chips from the mill as well as dirt from the fields! There just wasn't enough time in the day to get everything done. There just wasnt enough to keep these children occupied in Kansas. There were no televisions, video games, ipods or any other electronics to occupy the children then. After a few years of being overworked, she came up with a brilliant idea - School!
Caroline decided that her first step in seeing this come to fruition was to get all the other Mom's together and device a plan. Here is what they came up with:
1) Convince their husbands that if they weren't encumbered with children all day, they would be able to provide them with more attention at lunchtime. *wink wink*
2) A place for the children to go all day. Hmmmm, where could they send all the children of Walnut Grove during the day??? The church! They approached Rev. Alden and laid out their idea for an extension of Sunday school. He thought this would be a great way to reach the children and keep God at the fore front of their minds.
3) Find a teacher. They knew they would need an unsuspecting, fruitless woman who would love the idea of spending her days with children she could only dream of. Luckily, they found, Miss Beadle.
Mission Complete! The plan worked so well, Charles and Caroline later went on to adopt more children. Laura met her husband, Almanzo, thanks to her teacher, Mrs Wilder. It worked out fantasically and the bottom line is the Mother's of Walnut Grove lived happily ever after! We can all thank them for their tireless efforts.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Here is my theory about how school came to be:
Once upon a time there was a couple named Charles and Caroline Ingalls. They were married and settled in a little house on the praire. The little house took a lot of work, there was always something to do. The fields had to be farmed and of course, there were the animals that needed to be looked after. Charles was always busy with his job at the mill and taking care of the farm. Caroline became lonely and thought it would be a great idea to start on their family.
Soon they had three daughters; Mary, Laura and little Carrie. Caroline hadn't realized that she was only causing more work for herself having these children. Originally, she thought that they would just keep her entertained and they did at first. However, this quickly grew tiring. She quickly realized she had made more work for herself! She had to make all of their clothing, feed them, clean up after them and all the things children require of their mother. Lest we not forget Charles was constantly dragging in wood chips from the mill as well as dirt from the fields! There just wasn't enough time in the day to get everything done. There just wasnt enough to keep these children occupied in Kansas. There were no televisions, video games, ipods or any other electronics to occupy the children then. After a few years of being overworked, she came up with a brilliant idea - School!
Caroline decided that her first step in seeing this come to fruition was to get all the other Mom's together and device a plan. Here is what they came up with:
1) Convince their husbands that if they weren't encumbered with children all day, they would be able to provide them with more attention at lunchtime. *wink wink*
2) A place for the children to go all day. Hmmmm, where could they send all the children of Walnut Grove during the day??? The church! They approached Rev. Alden and laid out their idea for an extension of Sunday school. He thought this would be a great way to reach the children and keep God at the fore front of their minds.
3) Find a teacher. They knew they would need an unsuspecting, fruitless woman who would love the idea of spending her days with children she could only dream of. Luckily, they found, Miss Beadle.
Mission Complete! The plan worked so well, Charles and Caroline later went on to adopt more children. Laura met her husband, Almanzo, thanks to her teacher, Mrs Wilder. It worked out fantasically and the bottom line is the Mother's of Walnut Grove lived happily ever after! We can all thank them for their tireless efforts.
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Cleaning Day!
Yesterday I got caught up on some household responsibilities. I did laundry and put the majority of it away for a change. I mopped the kitchen floor, what a waste of time that was! I vacuumed, I did dishes and I did not nap!
I wish I could afford a maid. Cleaning is not my forte! It's not that I am incapable of doing the things required of me. Let's face it the act of cleaning isn't difficult! It can be a great place to relieve stress. Let's face it, who among us hasn't been so pissed off that we scrubbed the heck out of something? There is something about scrubbing something clean that can make you feel refreshed. In my case, it's a vicious circle. I get mad/upset/irritated, clean, feel better and then one or all of my four children will come right behind me and dirty it back up! Then, you guessed it, I am pissed again!
As I said, I mopped my kitchen floor yesterday. It was downright dirty and in some areas quite sticky. I imagine this is from the little ones spilling things on the floor and all of them (husband and dog included) tracking heaven knows what into the house. Yes, I am completely innocent here! I spent a good 45 minutes sweeping and mopping and was left with a clean, sparkly, non-sticky floor. It's the little things! About an hour later, I went into the living room with a basket of laundry to fold and within mere seconds my floor was ruined. Apparently, Olivia, Sarah and the pink dinosaur were hungry and felt they needed some mandarin oranges. The oranges in question come in a plastic bottle with a screw top lid and then a plastic safety covering between the lid and the product. Instead of simply asking me to assist them, they decided to sneak behind my back and do it themselves! What mother doesn't appreciate independent children? May be they thought the pink dinosaur could use one of her claws to open the bottle? I don't know! I found the evidence by stepping in a puddle of mandarin juice. YAY! I followed the small body of mandarin juice all the way to a bench in my foyer where the empty bottle sat. Inside the bottle was one lonely orange! *shaking my head* Seriously, you went through all that trouble to sneak the oranges, make a huge mess on my clean floor and you have the nerve to leave one orange? Kids, who can understand them?
A little later in the afternoon, I was folding yet more laundry in the living room. Olivia and Sarah were not interested in watching the Investigate Discovery Channel (what is wrong with them?) with me and asked if they could watch television in my room. I told them they could but they needed to be quiet because Bella was upstairs napping in Sarah's room. They agreed to be quiet - at least to my face anyway. After I had completed my basket of folding, I ventured upstairs to put it all away. I should have just known what I was in for when I walked into my room.
As I turned to walk in my room, the first thing I noticed was a basket of clothes I had brought up earlier was overturned. Actually, overturned implies that the basket was just upside down and this wasn't the case! No, the previously clean, organized basket of clothes was not only overturned and being used as a step stool but the clothes were flung all over the place! At this point, I am thinking I should have worked off my anger on the kitchen floor again! Not only was the basket upset, my bed pillows and comforter were on the floor. To put it mildly, I was a little upset. Let the yelling commence! Olivia and Sarah got an ear full and were ordered to clean it all up, right after I swatted their little hineys (Yes I spank my kids when they need it! PLEASE TURN ME IN!?!?!?! I could use the break!). They cleaned it up to the best of their abilities and all was well again. Once they were settled back in and got a lecture on how watching television in my room was a privilege, they began watching Noggin again. Here's the kicker, Sarah, who was all snuggled up on my bed at this point, looked at me and said, "Thank you for spanking me Mommy!" in an almost joyful voice. I couldn't help myself, I had to laugh!
When Emma and Abigail got home from school, I put them to work cleaning up their previously made messes. They kept making comments like, "Didn't we just do this yesterday?". Ummmm yes, yes we did! Why don't you all try and be tidier? I also told them I was sick of them thinking that I was their maid. I am, the truth of the matter is I am at their mercy until they all move out someday! I will always be looked to as the hired help - it sucks!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
I wish I could afford a maid. Cleaning is not my forte! It's not that I am incapable of doing the things required of me. Let's face it the act of cleaning isn't difficult! It can be a great place to relieve stress. Let's face it, who among us hasn't been so pissed off that we scrubbed the heck out of something? There is something about scrubbing something clean that can make you feel refreshed. In my case, it's a vicious circle. I get mad/upset/irritated, clean, feel better and then one or all of my four children will come right behind me and dirty it back up! Then, you guessed it, I am pissed again!
As I said, I mopped my kitchen floor yesterday. It was downright dirty and in some areas quite sticky. I imagine this is from the little ones spilling things on the floor and all of them (husband and dog included) tracking heaven knows what into the house. Yes, I am completely innocent here! I spent a good 45 minutes sweeping and mopping and was left with a clean, sparkly, non-sticky floor. It's the little things! About an hour later, I went into the living room with a basket of laundry to fold and within mere seconds my floor was ruined. Apparently, Olivia, Sarah and the pink dinosaur were hungry and felt they needed some mandarin oranges. The oranges in question come in a plastic bottle with a screw top lid and then a plastic safety covering between the lid and the product. Instead of simply asking me to assist them, they decided to sneak behind my back and do it themselves! What mother doesn't appreciate independent children? May be they thought the pink dinosaur could use one of her claws to open the bottle? I don't know! I found the evidence by stepping in a puddle of mandarin juice. YAY! I followed the small body of mandarin juice all the way to a bench in my foyer where the empty bottle sat. Inside the bottle was one lonely orange! *shaking my head* Seriously, you went through all that trouble to sneak the oranges, make a huge mess on my clean floor and you have the nerve to leave one orange? Kids, who can understand them?
A little later in the afternoon, I was folding yet more laundry in the living room. Olivia and Sarah were not interested in watching the Investigate Discovery Channel (what is wrong with them?) with me and asked if they could watch television in my room. I told them they could but they needed to be quiet because Bella was upstairs napping in Sarah's room. They agreed to be quiet - at least to my face anyway. After I had completed my basket of folding, I ventured upstairs to put it all away. I should have just known what I was in for when I walked into my room.
As I turned to walk in my room, the first thing I noticed was a basket of clothes I had brought up earlier was overturned. Actually, overturned implies that the basket was just upside down and this wasn't the case! No, the previously clean, organized basket of clothes was not only overturned and being used as a step stool but the clothes were flung all over the place! At this point, I am thinking I should have worked off my anger on the kitchen floor again! Not only was the basket upset, my bed pillows and comforter were on the floor. To put it mildly, I was a little upset. Let the yelling commence! Olivia and Sarah got an ear full and were ordered to clean it all up, right after I swatted their little hineys (Yes I spank my kids when they need it! PLEASE TURN ME IN!?!?!?! I could use the break!). They cleaned it up to the best of their abilities and all was well again. Once they were settled back in and got a lecture on how watching television in my room was a privilege, they began watching Noggin again. Here's the kicker, Sarah, who was all snuggled up on my bed at this point, looked at me and said, "Thank you for spanking me Mommy!" in an almost joyful voice. I couldn't help myself, I had to laugh!
When Emma and Abigail got home from school, I put them to work cleaning up their previously made messes. They kept making comments like, "Didn't we just do this yesterday?". Ummmm yes, yes we did! Why don't you all try and be tidier? I also told them I was sick of them thinking that I was their maid. I am, the truth of the matter is I am at their mercy until they all move out someday! I will always be looked to as the hired help - it sucks!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Holy Marriage or Holy Mystery?
Monday evenings are particularly busy around our house. Olivia has dance class from 5:45 till 6:30 and Abigail helps in her class. Emma has soccer practice from 6:30 till 7:30. It takes team work to get all of this accomplished. This team work concept is difficult for my husband to grasp sometimes. Normally, he is off working and I don't generally request his assistance unless absolutely necessary where the kids are concerned.
This fall it just so happened that Emma's soccer practices fell on Mondays, which unfortunately for Scott fell on his day off. Guess what Scott? You get to help!!! YAY! Let's be honest here, if I had to be two places at once, I would find a way to work it out. After all, I am a mother, capable of accomplishing anything and everything required of that position! However, I don't want to attempt such a daring feat. I am not Chris Angel after all!
Now dinner time is difficult on Monday nights. In anticipation of the evening, I whipped up a meatloaf earlier in the day and placed it in the fridge to cook later. I forgot to put it in the oven before I left to take Olivia to dance class. I called home to summon team work before Scott left for soccer with Emma. The conversation went something like this:
Ring, ring, ring.....
"WHAT?" (in an obnoxious tone)
"REALLY?" (in a what the hello kitty tone)
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"WOW! Never mind!" (click)
I sat in complete disbelief and wondering if it would be possible for me to reach out and touch someone via the cellular world! About ten minutes passed and he called me back and that conversation went like this:
"What did you want?"
"I can't talk to you right now! I will have to call you back." *click*
About five minutes later, I called him back and it went straight to voicemail. A few minutes later he called back.
"You called?"
"I was simply returning your call!"
"Well what did you need?"
"I needed you to put the meatloaf in the over so we could eat dinner before midnight!"
"Why didn't you just say that?"
(Thought to myself, "I WONDER YOU STUPID JERK!!!!")
"Hmmmm, well probably because you answered the phone like I was bothering you"
"I was in the middle of a situation!"
"What kind of situation?"
"A dead hamster situation....Sarah was holding Abigail's dead hamster in her hands and said it was sleeping!"
"Oh! Next time, I would prefer you just don't answer the phone if you are going to act that way! I mean God forbid the nerve of the phone to ring during a time when you are busy!"
Now I understand that he was busy dealing with the dead hamster situation but to answer the phone like that is just not acceptable to me! I deal with "situations" all day long and still manage to be cordial to anyone who happens to call. What irritates me even more than the behavior he displayed is that he seemed totally oblivious to it! The only perk to the evening after this was that he did all the dishes and cleaned up the rest of the kitchen.
Oh and if you are wondering what happened to the poor hamster, someone left the cage open and the dog got it. Sarah came across it and brought it to Scott. However, Sarah is the one who claims to have found the hamster and she does have a propensity towards violence to animals. She killed one of the girls' fish awhile back. She had taken it out of the fishbowl to "play" with it! There was also no mention of the pink dinosaur, she must have been stuck in the wall!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
This fall it just so happened that Emma's soccer practices fell on Mondays, which unfortunately for Scott fell on his day off. Guess what Scott? You get to help!!! YAY! Let's be honest here, if I had to be two places at once, I would find a way to work it out. After all, I am a mother, capable of accomplishing anything and everything required of that position! However, I don't want to attempt such a daring feat. I am not Chris Angel after all!
Now dinner time is difficult on Monday nights. In anticipation of the evening, I whipped up a meatloaf earlier in the day and placed it in the fridge to cook later. I forgot to put it in the oven before I left to take Olivia to dance class. I called home to summon team work before Scott left for soccer with Emma. The conversation went something like this:
Ring, ring, ring.....
"WHAT?" (in an obnoxious tone)
"REALLY?" (in a what the hello kitty tone)
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"WOW! Never mind!" (click)
I sat in complete disbelief and wondering if it would be possible for me to reach out and touch someone via the cellular world! About ten minutes passed and he called me back and that conversation went like this:
"What did you want?"
"I can't talk to you right now! I will have to call you back." *click*
About five minutes later, I called him back and it went straight to voicemail. A few minutes later he called back.
"You called?"
"I was simply returning your call!"
"Well what did you need?"
"I needed you to put the meatloaf in the over so we could eat dinner before midnight!"
"Why didn't you just say that?"
(Thought to myself, "I WONDER YOU STUPID JERK!!!!")
"Hmmmm, well probably because you answered the phone like I was bothering you"
"I was in the middle of a situation!"
"What kind of situation?"
"A dead hamster situation....Sarah was holding Abigail's dead hamster in her hands and said it was sleeping!"
"Oh! Next time, I would prefer you just don't answer the phone if you are going to act that way! I mean God forbid the nerve of the phone to ring during a time when you are busy!"
Now I understand that he was busy dealing with the dead hamster situation but to answer the phone like that is just not acceptable to me! I deal with "situations" all day long and still manage to be cordial to anyone who happens to call. What irritates me even more than the behavior he displayed is that he seemed totally oblivious to it! The only perk to the evening after this was that he did all the dishes and cleaned up the rest of the kitchen.
Oh and if you are wondering what happened to the poor hamster, someone left the cage open and the dog got it. Sarah came across it and brought it to Scott. However, Sarah is the one who claims to have found the hamster and she does have a propensity towards violence to animals. She killed one of the girls' fish awhile back. She had taken it out of the fishbowl to "play" with it! There was also no mention of the pink dinosaur, she must have been stuck in the wall!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
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