Friday... Ahhhh.. Halloween.... Ugh.Well today my husband & I went down to the elementary school to see my daughter & my step daughter march in the parade. What an interesting trip that was. My car (the family car) is in the shop...timing belt, my husbands car, a convertible sports car was our mode of transportation, not good. So of course there is no middle seat belt, so the baby rear facing car seat went behind me, which left me practically praying that we didn't get into an accident cause I was pretty much sitting on the dash board & if the windshield didn't kill me the airbag would have shattered my face. So that made for an interesting ride & the conversation of "Babe it's time to let go of this car & get a 4 door" followed by Pat saying "beat it" which is his way of tell me No. Beat it always means no... Another pat-ism. So we get to the parade, since we barely fit the baby in the car, you know that the carriage was sitting at home. So we had to park in bumblefuck & walk the baby to the school, through wet almost swampy grass - ( bad time for ballet flats) finally we get there. First comes Tori my step daughter, a cute little army chick... Hugs & kisses for Tori & a quick picture... Then comes Alyssa....Now Alyssa is into all these goth type of costumes lately though you wouldnt know it by looking at her. She is blonde, green eyed, tall & thin & dresses like she just walked out of an Abercrombie ad... but today she was in a black & white cheerleading outfit with a skull on it, with black knee high boots (her grandmother's purchase - not mine). Basically she was a zombie, bad ass cheerleader.This morning - Me: Alyssa put on your black long sleeved shirt, you can't show your stomach at school & it's going to be chilly out. Alyssa: okMe: You heard me right.. you better wear the shirt underneath you costume, you cant have your stomach showing at school. (Now its been said twice)Alyssa: I will I promiseSo back at the parade... I see her teacher, then I hear "Mom I am right here", totally missed her walking past me.. then I see it, her stomach... belly button & all... I of course immediately say"Where is your shirt" & she replies " oh I forgot it when I changed into my costume ( they changed into them at school) which sparked the mom look from me & then was followed by Alyssa putting her arms around her stomach to cover her belly button. Remind you she is 8. Now I am a cool mom, very laid back & open, I am only 27, but I have my limits & that is one of them. I was very disappointed in her for totally disregarding what I said. I am over it now, but thought it was funny that she is at that age where she is trying to be sneaky & find her own self & is beginning to challenge me on things. Though I hope she is only half of how I was to my mom cause I dont think I have the energy for someone like me... Though I know my mom cursed me with the " I hope you have one just like you" when she was born. Anyways so Miss. Taylor my little munchkin was a little butterfly.. She did not go trick or treating though because it is too cold out, plus I couldn't bare another ride in Daddy's car to go to the manor where the tricks & treating take place. Luckily enough, Alyssa's friend mother took Alyssa & her friend down there to get candy, which I plan on finding a few pieces that " dont look so good" ( I know my mom used to pull that crap with us, cause it was always the same brand of candy every year that didnt look right) so I can eat them later. Halloween is a bad time to be recovering from pregnancy & trying to eat healthy. I will have to plan the next baby away from Halloween. I lost all the baby weight already but I figure I have a head start so why not get super skinny before summer is right around the corner. Plus my butt is going to the beach as much as possible this summer, I have 2 summers worth of tans to catch up on. Anyways.... Happy Halloween, hope everyone gots lots of candy & had fun!!
OK so today I feel like shit.. emotionally. I woke up in a funk, probably due to a bad night of no sleeping again with the baby. Then I called my Daddy to wish him a happy 45th birthday, this made me sad because I was not able to be there with him or am I able to go down this weekend to see him. Then my Dad told me that he was moving all his stuff upstairs into the new apartment today & that him & Noreen (my Dad's girlfriend) were painting & he wished I was there to help him pick colors & decorate (that's my thing.. I do it for all my family) which made me even more sad because by the time I can come down again it will all be done.
Then he told me that everyone was coming over tonight to help.... Johnny,Krissy, Nicky, Aunty, Uncle Jim. Liz.. & I knew that this was just another night of family retardedness that I was missing out on. Not that I wanted to be moving furniture up 2 flights of stairs but just the fact that it was another day I wasn't getting to spend with my family.
So that set the tone for the day with me.
Then I talked to my grandmother & she tells me that my cousin is engaged. I am sure my grandmother was also told in confidence by my cousin Liz but Nanny is known as the town crier... My sister was also told by her today... LOL.
We are all so involved in each other lives. It's annoying sometimes, but it is also a closeness most families don't have & we love it.
So this was just enough to make me wish I was there & to bring a tear to my eye. It's hard being so far away from people you are so close to, even if you are missing out on something as stupid as helping move furniture.
So is it that I am homesick or are my hormones still out of whack? Probably a mixture of both.
I get up usually for the last time now (I am up usually every 2 hours with the baby) around 6:30 with the baby, wake him up for work, make Alyssa's lunch, feed the turtles, make bottles, do the dishes in the sink from dinner that I was too exhausted & disgusted by the night before to do. Then I feed Taylor, get Alyssa up, get her ready for school, see her off onto the bus, watch Crossing Jordan while feeding Taylor yet another bottle while praying she falls asleep for at least an hour. Once she is asleep (this usually is a 2 hour process the feeding & off to sleep part) I finally make a cup of tea & plot my cleaning strategy for the day. Since we constantly have the fireplace going until the wood stove is installed (Today I hope) my husband & I drag wood from the plant room which has now become the wood room, through the dinning room, into the livingroom, leaving wood chips, saw dust & bark everywhere....So I now vaccum about 3 times a day & sweep about the same.I dust & mop only once, except the diningroom table which has to be pledged everytime it is used.. I am a little OCD.**Personal thought to self as writing** - He manages to always get the woodness of it all in his clothes & you always know where in the house he was by the wood chips. Anyways... So I clean for the first time, feed & change Taylor, bathe Taylor, drink another cup of tea, possibly eat but not likely, put more wood on the fire, do about 3 loads of laundry, which I never understand cause there is only 4 of us & we all wear 1 outfit a day plus pj's & towels (well I guess I just answered my own question) anyways... at least 3 loads, put that away, make beds, usually vaccum again, feed & change Taylor, Alyssa's comes home, do homework, make a snack, finish watching Ellen, I love that show & that is my me time. Now I can probably shower.... Since Lissi is home to help with the baby. Shower, throw my hair in a ponytail & headband, put on some clean sweats & sweat shirt (very sexy lately)... ask Alyssa for the 20th time to hang up her coat, & put her homework away. Now we wait for Daddy.I always make Alyssa's dinner since Pat doesnt get home till late, but I wait to eat with him, especially because his cooking skills are waaaay better than mine.... After dinner I clean off the table, get Alyssa in the tub, do her hair after (she has long blonde curly hair) this requires screaming on her part while I brush it, followed by gel, mousse & spray, have Alyssa call her Dad to say goodnight if he hasnt called yet, have Alyssa get her pj's on, brush her teeth & floss, then finally tuck Alyssa in, (it's usually about 10pm now) get Taylor ready for bed, make more bottles for the night, set up the diapers & wipes & changing pad in my room for the night , have Pat load up the fireplace with wood ( we have heat abviously but we are trying to cut costs so we use both).... finally sit with my husband for about 10 minutes till the baby falls asleep then I kiss him goodnight, look at the dishes in the sink as I close up the house for the night & think I will do it tomorrow....Glamorous isnt it?? Yeah not so much, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
I tend to be brutally honest... I tend to have a twisted sense of humor... I tend to be a little tongue in cheek..... I definitely have the ability for people to take my written word & twist it into something its not....If you don't like it don't read it.
Friday... Ahhhh.. Halloween.... Ugh.
