And then, almost 5 years later. . .

Wow, I almost forgot I had this thing. Blog thing that is. I still have the husband and children, fuzzy and non. Although we have added another fuzzy one, China, and a scaly (scaley????) one, Jorge.

And I learned to knit. I do that a lot. A whole lot. I should probably do other things besides knit, but none of those things are fun. Like work, or housecleaning, or other grown up responsibility type things that I can't think of because I 'm hiding from them.

Interesting, huh? :)

Psst

gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee

And I'm ovulating.

Aren't you glad you asked?

My finger hurts!!!

So I did this ridiculous thing last night. I tried to reason with a two year old. It went like this:

Me: "Danica, time for bath! Let's put our toys away."

Danica: "nonononono! Not nice!"

Me: "Honey, you have to go nite nite. Now let's pick up and go take a bath. Don't you want to play in the bubbles?"

Danica, upon seeing Elmo: "ELMO!!!!! Mommy, Elmo baaath."

(keep in mind this is a 40 dollar, computerized Elmo that knows my child's name and schedule, family members, favorite color, animal and birthday. I know...scary)

Me: "No ma'am. Elmo cannot go in the bath."

Danica : "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! DADDY!!!!!!!!"

So I just decide it's easier to pick her up and let her scream about it on our way to the bathroom.

bad idea

I pick her up sans Elmo. She has one of those boneless squirmy thrashing fits that toddlers are so great at. My pinky nail gets caught on her cute baby jeans. Then it tears off... halfway down the nailbed.

Me: "Sweet Mother of Pearl!!!!! Holy Jesus!!!! God Bless America!!!! ALEX!!!!!!!"

(We are trying not to curse in front of the great repeating toddler :))

Three wads of bloodstained tissue later and I'm sitting on the toilet with some Betadine and a pair of nail clippers trying not to scream and get rid of the mother of all hangnails. Because of course it couldn't have split all the way across.

So, I sit here, bandaid on pinky and muse over the wisdom of having nails with a toddler. I have four pitifully broken stumps on my right hand and one perfect thumbnail. My left hand, manicurist perfection.

In other news, Alex is in Seattle this week and I've got a brand new weight bench at home. I've used it a lot in the past week. Almost everyday. Mostly because I came perilously close to putting all the weight back on that I spent six months losing. I didn't, thank goodness, but it was awfully close. Since I am going home for Christmas this year, I absolutely have to get it back off. It never fails that I will run into someone I used to date/knew from school who will comment on the 60+ pounds I've gained since I left that hole.

And with that note, I'm off to eat my uber-healthy ham-broccoli-pasta salad that Alex made for dinner last night.

*pout* I miss him :(

Embracing my F-ing Fabulousness

I read this great post today on a makeup artist board where I often lurk. It was from a model who was so emotionally exhausted from reassuring the people around her that they were indeed as beautiful/successful/wanted as she. She really didn't understand why they focused so much on their negative attributes, yet when she stated she loved herself and thought she was hot, they responded that she was a stuck up narcissist. Huh?? A girl can't love herself apparently.

Then she challenged everyone to just embrace their F-ing fabulousness and get over moaning about themselves. It whacked me over the head like a brick. I have decided to embrace said fabulousness and stop trying so damn hard! I'm not stuck up, and could quite possibly be narcissistic, so I think I make a good candidate for the program, lol.

In other news, I tried to kill Alex last night. Not on purpose mind you. I bought some lovely fresh stuffed Salmon at the commissary and we had it for dinner. Something in it (who knows!!??) made him break out in hives and made his throat kind of tight. Great. And me fresh out of my handy Benadryl strippy thingies. But, he was alive and kicking at 0330 this morning, so I think he recovered well.

P.S. Bonus blog for Tuesday :)

Just in case you were wondering:

I heart Rockstars.

The energy drinks, not the people, lol :)

They make me want to go home and vacuum. And mop. And maybe take down all 24 sets of curtains in the game room, string them up on a laundry line (note: stop on my way home and buy laundry line) and beat the dust out of them.

HOWEVER, I'll probably run out of steam halfway through vacuuming :) Good thing I have more Rockstars out in the Beer Fridge :)

I should write a book: How to have an obsessively clean house in Fits and Spurts.

I'm having a Manic....Tuesday?

Weeeellllll, I don't like the beginning of the week. It makes me think too much of all the fun I could be having if it were still the weekend. But aside from that, I'm having a great day :) I have new lip gloss. It is verra verra guud. It is called Lip Injection and it burns, baby, burns!!! And makes my lips swell up like balloons :) It damn well better for 18 bucks a tiny little tube!
I want one in every color :)

I wish I could say I did something interesting this weekend, but all I really did was buy new work clothes. In a much smaller size than the ones I already have, mind you. And I read a lot. Something like 4 books. Pretty normal for me. Danica was doing this whole Leech-to-Mommy thing that was driving me n-u-t-z! She wouldn't even go to sleep Sunday unless I was next to her. Not good when we are trying to teach her to fall asleep by herself. Alex did his typical Alex routine for Saturday and Sunday: work at least a half a day and then watch TV until his eyeballs popped out. However, Monday some alien came and stole my husband and replaced him with a guy that washed, dried, folded, and PUT AWAY ALL my laundry. I've kept him and will now use him mercilessly to perform chores.

New Obsession: finding a new obsession

Okay, now I know I'm feeling better. Because I'm getting bored. So I need something to do. This time I am going to do something constructive and finish my nursing degree. 5 whole classes and I am done!! Then I am going to quit my crappy job and do something I really enjoy.

Things at home are getting better. I have good days and bad days. But lately I've been having more good days than bad. Progress is slow and frustrating sometimes. I'm still moody but not as aggressive.

So some of my new obsessions lately: makeup artists (I have no clue why), body cleansing (liver and stuff), and school. The makeup artist thing has been really interesting. I like being a girly girl and I've picked up some nifty tricks being a lurker on the artist forums. Such as what drugstore products professionals use to get those fantastic looks. Apparently any foundation with SPF in it is a bad choice for pictures! Now I know why I always look so ghostlike in photos, lol.

Body cleansing is because I think part of my emotional issues lately have been hormonal. I think I have been taking too much Flax oil, which is an estrogen suppressor by the way. My hair has started falling out badly (!!!!!) and, of course, the PMS that lasts forever. So I want to do a cleanse to straighten out my hormones and metabolism. BEFORE you do any research into it, be warned: there are some straight up disgusting pictures out there! Now I feel all nasty inside and can't wait to get started cleansing up/out.

School is pretty self-explanitory. I hate my current job (high school much??!!) and really want to finish my degree. I want to be an ER nurse when I grow up. Financially it is feasable. RN's make almost the same as I make now with only three shifts per week instead of 5 days. Hmmmm, more family time, less work, more enjoyable working conditions: sounds like a winner, lol :)

So, I am finding out that I don't have a "sacrifice for the sake of" mentality. I am a selfish person. I don't like giving up stuff I want to make other people happy. I can't help it, that's just me. It is also why I have been so jacked up lately. I've been sacrificing everything for my home and family and it completely goes against my nature. It's like I have had this backlog of kharma from suppressing my natural tendencies. Now that I am behaving like ME again (read: selfish self-centered primadonna lol) things are getting better if that makes any sense.

Don't get me wrong, I loooovvvve my husband and daughter. I would do anything for either of them. If necessary. However, I don't have to do EVERYTHING for them and nothing for me. Apparently it makes me a crazy beeeoootch.

And makes me do stupid stuff like go buy 5 shades of lipliner because the makeup artist webforum said no one's kit is complete without all of them.

I don't even wear lipliner!!!!!