IDle hands...

Supposedly idle hands are the devil's tool. I say BULLSHIT. I am so busy that I am starting to feel less than happy. In fact, I feel like I am busy doing something all the time, but not doing a good job at any of it. This includes Oscar and Felix. I try to carve out time for just them and the things they want. It just puts me further behind and more stresses. My business, I love it. I should give it up. However, when you have three jobs it is hard to give up the one you truly enjoy. I am trying hard to just hold on, I keep praying for direction, but somehow I keep feeling like I am slipping.

Here is to the longest 9 months of my life. May God bless me, because my hands are anything but idle.

Wordless Wednesday

Weekly Update

1. Oscar has this new thing where when I catch him red handed with something or in a compromising positionhe always says "you didn't see me do it" HE is not concerned about the big pile of crumbs at his feet or the red paint on his hands.

2. Felix stated this week he is Chato's teacher, because "he doesn't know much and it is my job to tell him everything"

3. Felix decided to outdo his grossness of last week at the zoo splashpad by putting his finger IN his but and then wiping it on his brother's shirt.

4. Wine Glasses in my house are doomed. If inanimate objects had feelings, any glassware coming into my house would be weeping. I bought a set of mercury rimmed glasses and Chato broke one in the driveway before it even made it in.

5. The boys rode their bikes today for the first time without training wheels. A good first effort, but we definately need more practice.

6. LAst week Felix read his first book. He may have been reading before, but I wasn't sure until I bought a book he had never read. Oscar only had the patience for about four pages.



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WW... Batman, BumbleBee, their Sidekick and Tinker Toys

Strange Sweetness

When Chato and I were first dating, I had this mean little game I would play with him. We would lay in bed at night listening to Astrud Gilberto or Stereolab before going to sleep, and every night I would ask him “to tell me something sweet.” Every night he would stumble and stammer trying to come up with something. It was usually a pretty lame and generic answer. I think a lot of the time he faked being asleep to try and get out of it. My husband is neither eloquent nor romantic, so this was essentially torturous to him. I kept this game going for a couple of years, but slowly gave it up.

For Mother’s Day I got a copy of Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros album. Some people would think that this was lousy, but we have a strict no present purchasing rule for gifts. He copied it from a friend so no rules were broken. Anywho, Chato said the Home song along with being the catchiest tune of the year also reminded him of us. I was for sure it was the line that starts “motes and boats and waterfalls...”

He said it wasn’t. That it was the middle of the song, when they quit singing and the guy talks about when the girl falls out of the window and is bleeding everywhere. He then tells her that is when he started falling in love with her.

Chato said it reminds him of the summer we met and he blacked my eye trying to teach me to kayak. When my black eye healed he dropped me on the gravel in the parking lot and busted open my head. He said he knew he was in love, because he was so worried about me he wasn’t even squeamish.

That was really something sweet.
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I finally got an Anonymous Comment or three

So, I have never had an Anonymous Post and I recently realized I had three. Evidently, some people have strong feelings about unicorns or gay men scantily dressed as them. However, that one picture seems to be popular. It brings 40 people to my site a day. Who woulda thunk it. I am pretty sure my eleven year old fan might be someone in my family, making a joke. Anywhoo, check out what no name has to say.

Anonymous said...
my passion is drawing. i arrive from school and and go up to my room where i have a desk with my drawings and white paper. i draw almost anything! unicorns, people, family, friends, faeries, full moons, sun sets, but most of all, mermaids. my dream is to become a mermaid, so when i draw, i feel i really am in the picture. glad you are happy! and i hope all happiness to you for all the years of your life and over :) (by the way i am eleven years old)
April 9, 2010 1:17 PM

Anonymous said...
your so dumb!
April 18, 2010 7:13 AM

Anonymous said...
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April 22, 2010 5:09 PM

A picture is Worth

Liar, Liar... Pants on the ground

Felix and I are at a stalemate. First thing this week, I get an email fromthe mother of one of his classmates. She has graciously added my new baby niece to the prayer list at church and would like to know her name. I thanked her for the kindness, but was baffled by why a new baby warranted being added to the prayer list.

Evidently, Felix brought a pic into Circle time (aka show and tell) of the baby in the NICU. Of course, this disturbed his classmates and one girl went home telling her mom all about Felix's sick baby cousin. Hence the prayer list. The problem is that his cousin is neither sick or in the NICU. He had taken a picture from home of Oscar and told all his classmates it was his niece.

This is only slightly more embarrassing than the time he told his whole class and teacher that his Dad was in Connecticut visiting his baby sister that lives with another Mom.

However, the icing on the cake was when Felix pulled his pants down at the zoo splash pad so water could shoot up his butt. Needless to say, we left immediately.

I am afraid if the pathological lying and nudity are this bad at four, what the hell is fourteen going to look like?

What would Kim do....

So, yesterday I had all this renewed zeal and was going to organize all my photos. Well, they are a big fat mess. That is the trouble with having four years of pics to organize. It is overwhelming. I haven't given up. I am going to devote 10 minutes a day to it and slowly chip away at it.

So today I went with MusicMama and her kids to make fingerprint necklaces. It was cute, and I had a hallucination. I thought of how Kim's blog would look if she was doing this. She would have a pic of Abby and Lyla getting their fingerprints made, and then another pic of them giving the necklaces to their grandma. Me... my camera was at home. I hadn't even thought this little trip was worth documenting. This my friends is the problem... well along with the fact that my kids are wild Mohican's in training, and I was very busy keeping them from breaking anything (which I did successfully accomplish). So from now on , my little point shoot will be with me at all times. When in doubt I will ask myself, "What would kimtastic do?"

Green with Envy

So, I am a little Envious of kimtastics blog. I have been thinking about it ever since I saw the "carousel pitch on mad men". If you don't know what I am talking about, make sure you look it up on you tube. It will make you instantly nostalgic. Her dedication to her blog is an amazing gift to herself. She will look back on it an laugh and cry. She will have the best of all those moments captured forever. Really look up the carousel pitch it said it better than I ever could.

I have not done as well as I had hoped on my Alaska book, but I have a renewed zeal both for it and this blog. I realized today that time is preciously slipping away and I need to document for when I am too old to remember it.

Insult to Injury: a story of a pain in the Ass

I couldn't figure out which would be a better title. So, like any good academic I used both and put a colon in the middle, which is a pun in and of itself.

Anywhoo, for the past couple of weeks I have had a pain in my ass literally. I was sucking it up, hoping it would go away and then it got worse. By worse I mean a bleeding ass. Yes, I know TMI. However, I thought I had to give a back story before I got to the funny stuff.

So, I was referred to a colon and rectal surgeon. At this point, I probably should have thought this more than just hemorrhoids. However, I was hopeful that I would get some cream and a slap on my ass and be out the door.

Let me just say if you ever thought the gynecologist was bad this is way worse. They have you drop your pants to your knees. Somehow, not being all the way naked cheapens the exam to me. Then they have you kneel on a bench and lay over a table with your face down. At this point, he looks you over and starts telling you what is wrong. I thought he would at least let me roll over and pull my pants up before he gave me the bad news. Just like a man.

Anywhoo, he laundry lists like four things that are wrong with my butt, and cellulite didn't even make the cut. I thought that it would at least make an honorable mention. By item three I start hysterically laughing, while I am still face down trying to shimmy my way too tight jeans up.
I didn't now what else to do. I have a knack of making awkward situations worse. FYI, leave it to me to always have the most inappropriate reactions ever.

So, he gives me some prescriptions to help out until surgery and a coupon. How did he know I heart coupons? When I go to publix to pick up my prescription the pharmacist comes back with a box the size of a shoe box with ANALPRAM KIT written all over it. Now, I get the need to brand things, but I might be a little more brand loyal if Analpram was a little more discreet. To add insult to injury the 17 year old pharmacy tech boy with severe acne asked me if I wanted a bag. My response as i looked bug eyed down at the box "Do you even need to ask?" He blushed and quickly grabbed a bag. Now, if I can only get up enough nerve to open the box.

Resolutions

Some people hate them, I adore them. I like to set goals, even if I don't achieve them. Some people call this failure, I like to call it the power of positive thinking. It is good for me to have goals, because I am not materialistic, or work obsessed it helps me better myself. So, for 2010 I thought I would come up with 10.

1. Organize my pictures (this is a carry over from last year and by now it is even more out of control). I am going to start by making hubby a picture book of our trip to Alaska for Vday.

2. Drink 8 glasses of water a day. This is on my list every year. I hate water... so bland. Well, try , try again.

3. Get back in the gym. This won't be too hard, I love to exercise. It is just with the new business, I have not had the time. No more excuses.

4. Earn all the money for our trip to Bali by myself. This means saving and continue improvements on my business.

5. Spend more one on one time with the boys. When I increased there days at preschool, I thought I would be able to have more special days with the boys individually. However, my preschool jams packs with programs, parties, computer classes, and music. This made it is hard to find good days to take them out.

6. Do one nice thing for my hubby everyday. I am sure to fail at this one, but I am going to try. It will help me be a better wide I hope.

7. I am going to give 25$ a month to Kiva every month I make money. I think since I am a small business that started out on a micro loan this would be the perfect way to build good karma.

8. Read more. What? your a librarian and you don't read. Well yes and no. I read in spurts. I would like to change this and read a book to two books a month. Every other book needs to be *gulp* non fiction.

9. Cook in bulk. This is going to be an experiment that I hope will free up more quality time with the boys

10. Get in a schedule that works. Right now our schedule is haphazard at best. I have been blaming this on Chato's new job, but I can't anymore. I need to make it happen.