I sent Husband off to the cities a week ago with my laptop, thinking that I wouldn't miss it, and the break would give me time to get things done around the house that I have been neglecting. Well, the second part is true. The first? Kind of not true...
I have been craving a blog moment. I haven't written in awhile and even though I don't have much to say that is classified as uber important, I definitely miss saying it. And so I downloaded the special blogger app, because the twit site wouldn't let me blog from it, and here I am : )
One week into Husband being gone and so far, it's been fine. We talk twice a day, not very long because neither of us like talking on the phone, but we accomplish the daily catching up. The kids are doing good, they are used to daddy being gone so it doesn't affect them terribly. I don't know if that's actually a good thing or bad...At the end of this week, I've decided to visit him for a few days though. It's Bug's birthday so we will be visiting the greatest mall ever: Mall Of America. Doing the theme park inside, visiting the aquarium, eating at Bubba Gump's and the Rainforest Cafe, and doing some shopping and building of a few bears fir some birthday kidlets : ) My SIL and her son are joining us so it is looking like a very fun weekend.
One of my favorite shows started up last night, Sister Wives. I like different and this definitely is. I am the most open minded person I know. And that is one quality (probably the only one!) that I give credit to my mother for. Love everyone and respect whatever they do, and whoever they are, no matter what. I guess growing up as a child of a lesbian helped teach that too. I learned to fight because people bullied me. I learned to be mean, sarcastic and to push people away, so they couldn't hurt me. I paid a big price for my mother's life decisions and never fully understood why. But I accepted it. And learned to never judge or discriminate. Once you've been on the wrong side of that, trust me, you will learn fast.
My fascination with the Brown's is more of amazement and sympathy. These people face judgement, discrimination, fear, and yet hold together with love and their faith. Just because other people may not believe it's right according to their beliefs, doesn't give them the right to judge others or tell them it's wrong. That's unfair and wrong. Only God can judge and until that time, let people be and just love them and be their friend. One favorite fact of that family is to look at one man is married to four women and for long periods of time for three of them, yet over half the population of the US has been divorced how many times? If I wasn't such a jealous person I'd think a second wife for the husband would rock. Free babysitter, babies that I could give back and loads of help with housecleaning! lol joking, joking.
Another show I'm enjoying is of course Survivor. I adore reality shows and this has been a favorite for many years. And Ozzy being on it again doesn't hurt either ; )
My Bug is doing well at school so far. She never has difficulty and every so often I get to go sub and spend a day with her and the rest of the class, which is loads of fun. She also started Awana and does awesome with it. Last year she got every patch, completed her book and even got perfect attendance twice. This year will more than likely be the same. I firmly believe that if you are going to do something, do it to the best of your ability or don't bother at all. And she sticks to this thankfully.
Bean is...Bean. Playing and being a boy. Cute as ever but curious as a cat! How pathetic is it that I call this two year old to kill a spider or bug for me when I'm trapped in the bathroom? LoL. He's my mini hero, what can I say : )
Well, this is where I must end things. It's time to start showers, verse memorizing, bedtime readings, prayers, a load of laundry and then an hour of glorious me time, where I turn off my TV and my phone and read and do my devotionals. It boosts my mood so much! So bloggy friends, have a wonderful night as well and I will be posting my next blog during our Minneapolis adventure! Until then, toodles!
September 26, 2011
Take That Computers!
September 16, 2011
Sing Me A Lullaby ZzZzZz
I can not believe how tired one can be after a day of massive errands. Am I the only mother of two who is worn out by her kidlets, shopping, driving and usual errand running-ness? I remember the days when I used to get out of school on a Friday, jump in the car with the boyfriend, and drive the hour drive just to hit the mall, to shop and eat, only to come home around 1 in the morning and still not sleep for a few hours. Yet now, I start out much earlier, get home much earlier and am ready for bed around 9. When did I get so....so....OLD?!?
We ventured out today for a Minot run. It's an hour's worth of a drive but driving on a donut made it even longer. I saved massive amounts of gas by driving 55 mph though so it wasn't all bad. Once there I took care of a few maintenance needs, needed by my vehicle first and then took off for the shopping next. My favorite stop being of course, Barnes and Noble. I could spend hours (and hundreds of dollars too I might add!) just in that store alone. My husband bought me a Kindle a few months ago and even though I am constantly putting books on there, I still can't refuse actual books and turning of pages. Today I let the kids pick out a book a piece and then hunted down some books that I have been looking for ever since we read them in the 8th grade. Maus by Art Spiegelman. They aren't really books in a sense, more like comic books but without the comic-ness. Books told by his father to him about surviving the Holocaust. In my eighth grade English class, everything we read, wrote or learned about centered around the Holocaust. My teacher being Jewish felt it necessary to teach us what most teachers hide. That was the year we met an actual Holocaust survivor and heard his gruesome tale of how he and his family survived by laying in his neighbors attic for four years. We visited the Holocaust memorial museum in Hollywood, which was so powerful even the biggest jock/jerk was seen crying in a corner. And I learned more about myself and my background than ever before. Which face it, is always kind of important ; )
It is my mission to teach my children as much as I can about their heritages and backgrounds. To visit the country where our family came from (Poland) and what they went through. It's fascinating but very humbling.
The main purpose for today was to pick up birthday gifts for the kids. I was going to throw a party but I cancelled thinking that I've done a big thing for them every year, it would be nice to just chill on year, before Hannah gets into actual school and the parties are a necessity. And with Abel's paychecks getting cut for a few months now, it kind of helps save a little cash. I feel pretty awesome about it because I am not stressed out, I'm not cleaning or super exhausted (well more than usual that is) and no leftover cake! : D We got the yearly number pictures done and then Sunday we are doing more birthday photos with a friend of ours who has amazing talent with a camera. I bought a new printer, ink and paper so I am ready to get photos out, I am THAT excited and ready. And then things can chill out before Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and Hannukah :))
98 shopping days left people!
I can't tell what is more obnoxious, the sound of my cat meowing or the tune of Power Rangers on my TV. On that note, it's time to head off. Husband comes home tomorrow afternoon, we are letting the kids open his gifts and then I get to work a few hours and then spend the rest of the time with him. Then Sunday morning bright and early he jets off for three weeks in Minneapolis. If I can get my busted windshield fixed in time, I may run away there for a weekend. *fingers crossed!*
Have a fabulous night everyone! Thanks for listening to me ramble : )
We ventured out today for a Minot run. It's an hour's worth of a drive but driving on a donut made it even longer. I saved massive amounts of gas by driving 55 mph though so it wasn't all bad. Once there I took care of a few maintenance needs, needed by my vehicle first and then took off for the shopping next. My favorite stop being of course, Barnes and Noble. I could spend hours (and hundreds of dollars too I might add!) just in that store alone. My husband bought me a Kindle a few months ago and even though I am constantly putting books on there, I still can't refuse actual books and turning of pages. Today I let the kids pick out a book a piece and then hunted down some books that I have been looking for ever since we read them in the 8th grade. Maus by Art Spiegelman. They aren't really books in a sense, more like comic books but without the comic-ness. Books told by his father to him about surviving the Holocaust. In my eighth grade English class, everything we read, wrote or learned about centered around the Holocaust. My teacher being Jewish felt it necessary to teach us what most teachers hide. That was the year we met an actual Holocaust survivor and heard his gruesome tale of how he and his family survived by laying in his neighbors attic for four years. We visited the Holocaust memorial museum in Hollywood, which was so powerful even the biggest jock/jerk was seen crying in a corner. And I learned more about myself and my background than ever before. Which face it, is always kind of important ; )
It is my mission to teach my children as much as I can about their heritages and backgrounds. To visit the country where our family came from (Poland) and what they went through. It's fascinating but very humbling.
The main purpose for today was to pick up birthday gifts for the kids. I was going to throw a party but I cancelled thinking that I've done a big thing for them every year, it would be nice to just chill on year, before Hannah gets into actual school and the parties are a necessity. And with Abel's paychecks getting cut for a few months now, it kind of helps save a little cash. I feel pretty awesome about it because I am not stressed out, I'm not cleaning or super exhausted (well more than usual that is) and no leftover cake! : D We got the yearly number pictures done and then Sunday we are doing more birthday photos with a friend of ours who has amazing talent with a camera. I bought a new printer, ink and paper so I am ready to get photos out, I am THAT excited and ready. And then things can chill out before Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and Hannukah :))
98 shopping days left people!
I can't tell what is more obnoxious, the sound of my cat meowing or the tune of Power Rangers on my TV. On that note, it's time to head off. Husband comes home tomorrow afternoon, we are letting the kids open his gifts and then I get to work a few hours and then spend the rest of the time with him. Then Sunday morning bright and early he jets off for three weeks in Minneapolis. If I can get my busted windshield fixed in time, I may run away there for a weekend. *fingers crossed!*
Have a fabulous night everyone! Thanks for listening to me ramble : )
September 10, 2011
Crazy chaos once again
Silly me for expecting life to settle down just a little bit! It seems as if God has a much different plan set out for us ...
Husband works on the railroad right now. Been on it for about three years now. It's alright, the company has a very bad habit of taking advantage of it's employees and treating them pretty bad. But husband loves what he does and even more so, really digs the guys (and one gal) he works with as well. And you can't beat the pay unless you are an oil worker...He has enough seniority to hold a job in a yard at one of their many depots. Currently working in Canada during the night shift and he is able to come home for two days a week, it's pretty decent. But yesterday, I had to call him and let him know a very unexpected thing happened: he got forced to engineer school. He leaves next Monday for 3 weeks in Minnesota to begin the hardest class and training that he's ever had. A 300 question test to take and if he fails, he will be fired. And he has no choice but to go whether he wants to or not, which is actually the worse part. If he says no, he loses his job. If he passes this big test and survives the three weeks then he continues on with around six months of on the job training. Which means a drastic pay cut the whole time he is OJT. Granted, after he becomes a full fledged engineer, everything will be worth it and very increased paychecks. But these next six months are going to suuuuck ...
Even not being that close to any religion or God at the moment, I still know that He is up to something. I'm one of those people who can be a total control freak. As long as I have total control of the situation and know what is going to happen, I'm good with it. So letting go of control and letting God do His thing is very difficult. Well I've been waiting for God to catch my attention with something, might as well be this.
So for the next week I get to pack my husband up for three weeks worth of living, get him stocked up of dry food that doesn't need cooked, and get his paperwork all in order for him to go. I also am sadly saying goodbye to my laptop since he needs to use it over there for online studying and classwork. Guess I will be reading more! : )
So life is spicing up for us for a bit, this oughta be reeeeal fun. But we will make it through. Whether Abel is meant to be an engineer or not, there is a plan. You have to let go, give the wheel to God and enjoy the ride because in the end, it's what is best for you.
Have a wonderful weekend readers! Until next time,
Husband works on the railroad right now. Been on it for about three years now. It's alright, the company has a very bad habit of taking advantage of it's employees and treating them pretty bad. But husband loves what he does and even more so, really digs the guys (and one gal) he works with as well. And you can't beat the pay unless you are an oil worker...He has enough seniority to hold a job in a yard at one of their many depots. Currently working in Canada during the night shift and he is able to come home for two days a week, it's pretty decent. But yesterday, I had to call him and let him know a very unexpected thing happened: he got forced to engineer school. He leaves next Monday for 3 weeks in Minnesota to begin the hardest class and training that he's ever had. A 300 question test to take and if he fails, he will be fired. And he has no choice but to go whether he wants to or not, which is actually the worse part. If he says no, he loses his job. If he passes this big test and survives the three weeks then he continues on with around six months of on the job training. Which means a drastic pay cut the whole time he is OJT. Granted, after he becomes a full fledged engineer, everything will be worth it and very increased paychecks. But these next six months are going to suuuuck ...
Even not being that close to any religion or God at the moment, I still know that He is up to something. I'm one of those people who can be a total control freak. As long as I have total control of the situation and know what is going to happen, I'm good with it. So letting go of control and letting God do His thing is very difficult. Well I've been waiting for God to catch my attention with something, might as well be this.
So for the next week I get to pack my husband up for three weeks worth of living, get him stocked up of dry food that doesn't need cooked, and get his paperwork all in order for him to go. I also am sadly saying goodbye to my laptop since he needs to use it over there for online studying and classwork. Guess I will be reading more! : )
So life is spicing up for us for a bit, this oughta be reeeeal fun. But we will make it through. Whether Abel is meant to be an engineer or not, there is a plan. You have to let go, give the wheel to God and enjoy the ride because in the end, it's what is best for you.
Have a wonderful weekend readers! Until next time,
September 7, 2011
Different Direction.
I'm not normally a negative person but last night was a bit freeing. I am, after all, human as we all are, and I do have my moments where I'm not always bubbly and smiley. *gasp* I know, shocking isn't it? What makes it nice is that my friends and family accept it and love me even on the bad days. Now THAT'S love right there.
So now that I had my one word rampage of the month, I decided to do something I have been meaning to for the past year. My friend Kat http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/ has a pretty awesome blog and she does a little Writing Workshop on it (amongst other things) and I have been wanting to pick it up at least once a week and attempt it. Last night's should have doubled up for the "You're so vain you probably think this is about you" prompt because I had a few e-mails and comments that made me curious about those who didn't write me and were they, hopefully, taking a hint? The purpose behind it was not to accuse but to make aware. No one is always aware of the way they are or the things they do, (or maybe they are and just enjoy being jack-asses, whatever).
So instead for today, I chose 'First Day of School Photos'. Seeing as we just had one of those last week and I did end up writing somewhat about it last night. I may as well put out a little photo delicacy of my gorgeous Bug.
I'm pretty partial but she is pretty darn gorgeous. And was so very excited too. First day of school, new outfit, seeing her teachers, meeting new friends and the very popular, annual First-Day-Of-School-Mommy-Date afterwards to share what happened that day. We have a Mommy Date about once a month but this one is VERY special. I love the first day of school because of how special it is. It's just a momentous occasion that was always about the excitement of the new classes, the people, new and old, the new teachers and the excitement of what's for lunch. Those were what marked my first days of school at least. My mother was never emotionally part of my life, so one of my goals of being a mother is to be present in every aspect of Hannah's life. Stalker is the more popular word for it I do believe? LoL!
So there you have it. Our first day of school photo and a little tidbit as well. Hope you enjoyed! See yah!
So now that I had my one word rampage of the month, I decided to do something I have been meaning to for the past year. My friend Kat http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/ has a pretty awesome blog and she does a little Writing Workshop on it (amongst other things) and I have been wanting to pick it up at least once a week and attempt it. Last night's should have doubled up for the "You're so vain you probably think this is about you" prompt because I had a few e-mails and comments that made me curious about those who didn't write me and were they, hopefully, taking a hint? The purpose behind it was not to accuse but to make aware. No one is always aware of the way they are or the things they do, (or maybe they are and just enjoy being jack-asses, whatever).
So instead for today, I chose 'First Day of School Photos'. Seeing as we just had one of those last week and I did end up writing somewhat about it last night. I may as well put out a little photo delicacy of my gorgeous Bug.
I'm pretty partial but she is pretty darn gorgeous. And was so very excited too. First day of school, new outfit, seeing her teachers, meeting new friends and the very popular, annual First-Day-Of-School-Mommy-Date afterwards to share what happened that day. We have a Mommy Date about once a month but this one is VERY special. I love the first day of school because of how special it is. It's just a momentous occasion that was always about the excitement of the new classes, the people, new and old, the new teachers and the excitement of what's for lunch. Those were what marked my first days of school at least. My mother was never emotionally part of my life, so one of my goals of being a mother is to be present in every aspect of Hannah's life. Stalker is the more popular word for it I do believe? LoL!
So there you have it. Our first day of school photo and a little tidbit as well. Hope you enjoyed! See yah!
September 6, 2011
Wrong Time.
Caution, this can get bitchy. Stop reading if you are a prude, can't handle some else's opinion, or don't understand sarcasm or take hints....
I believe in the power of prayer even when one is not at the top of their game religious wise. And yesterday, God had me practically on my knees begging for help. I may not be a military wife yet, but a railroader's wife does have a few things in common with one. Like for example, single parenting. There are two of us but only one on most days. My husband is on a turn that let's him be home for only two days in a row every week and one of them is spent sleeping since he is working night shifts and has to drive about three hours to work and three hours back. So that makes it difficult for me when I have to work, yet come up short for babysitters. Oh I know, I work part-time, what a horrible parent am I. Boohoo, shut the hell up. (I warned you....) I enjoy having spending money. The money my husband makes belongs to him, the bills and whatever the kids need. I still after six years feel guilty for spending his money on me. So I don't. So I decided to get a job this year and it pays well. So this momma gets to buy new clothes, books, and whatever else I want. And not feel guilty either. So pffft...Anyways. So I ran into a dilemma of not having a babysitter tonight and felt extremely blessed and saved when two wonderful friends of mine came to my rescue. Bug went to a friend's house and my Bean stayed home and ran crazy. I have been reminded tonight that even the smallest favors to one are actually the biggest to another. I need to always remember that.
It was nice talking with my friend when I came home with Bug. Catching up on life is always nice, especially with someone who not only understands but comes at you with complete love and grace. She would walk through fire for an enemy, that is how awesome she is. And I'm not sucking up, I'm being honest. I feel like a better person just for talking to her kind of thing. It's weird, whatever. So anyways. It was nice because while chatting, she made me feel not so guilty for things I have been feeling. My biggest pet peeve, or one of them rather is hypocrites. Oh! And people who think they are better than others. I may judge but I NEVER discuss it with anyone, I never hold it against anyone, and by the next day, I'm over it, it's done. Yet, there are people out there who irk me because it seems as if they are always better than most. Someone does something they don't agree with, that someone is wrong. They will find a reason as to why it's wrong and why they are too good for it. Or a person lives their life a different way than others believe. So what right? Oh but if it isn't the way it should be lived according to this person, it's wrong. I get tired of people holding things against one another for no reason at all.
If you read this than let me stop here and explain to you very slowly, this is MY life. Not yours. If I do something you don't like, so what? You aren't my husband or God so pfffft. If I raise my children differently than you raise yours, so what? It doesn't make you a better person because of the things we do differently, we just raise our children differently. No one is a perfect parent and just because something works for you, doesn't mean it will work for everyone else in the world. And trust me, you DON'T know it all. And Pfffft on you. If you feel the need to focus, judge and belittle any aspect of MY life or anyone else's, get a life. People need to quit obsessing over what everyone else is doing and how and get on with their own lives instead. Don't do things so you can flaunt them in other's faces, don't be an attention whore, constantly seeking praise, admiration, or attention of any kind, and please, quit thinking you might be better than someone else for any reason at all. Everyone's poop stinks, seriously. Pffffffffffffffft.
Ugh. I wish people's parents would have explained life a little better. It would save me and a lot of other people the headaches....
I'm such a coward. I wish I had the courage to come out and approach people and tell them ow I really feel. But I don't think I have enough grace. That and it would turn out to be some big pot of drama. On here, part of me is all bark. I can say what I want to just because I doubt anyone I know, other than my familia, reads this. But in person, I'm pretty shy (until you get to know me) and no matter what I'm smiley and nice. You could piss me off and I'd still smile and be nice to you. Such a coward....I'm tired of holding back, it's kinda nice to release. I have some wonderful friends back in Montana and even some here, who have been keeping me in check. It's so nice to know that despite how busy life gets and whatever goes on, you can count on some people to unload on in a time of craziness and know that they will always love you and always be there for you. <3
Sooo other than my venting, what else is going on...
My Bug started school once again. No tears for me this year since we already did that last year. And she is loving it so far which is always a nice thing. She does really well in school and catches on to things pretty quickly so it makes it nice and easy. She makes friends easily and listens really well to the teachers. And she is definitely a morning person, lol. Cheerful and sing-songy in the mornings. Ugh, takes after her father...We got our school shopping done easily and quickly which was a first. She got only a few new outfits this year since she grows so fast I don't buy brand new clothes but for special occasions. These will probably only last 6 months before the next growth spurt, I swear! And we did a first for her by letting her chop off her hair. 9 inches gone and donated and she loves it which I secretly hate. She looks older with short hair and even though she's beautiful with it, I hate it. I want her to have long hair :( I can't help it and really don't care to either.
Bean and I chill at home while Bug is at home. We have our whole routine down already and it makes it so nice to deal with the normal day to day stuff. It's hard to watch him get older and thinking about him going to school in another year or two is so hard to think of. If life wasn't so crazy right now, we'd be filling out adoption forms and crossing fingers. I think my house needs more feets running around...
Husband left this morning for Canada. He'll be gone until Saturday now. I'm not a clingy wife. I actually enjoy our time apart. It makes me thankful for him and more appreciative of the time we have together. And it has made me into such a strong and independent person. Besides, clingy people bug me. I met a gal a few weeks ago at work that was practically sobbing because she wouldn't get to see her husband until the next day. I stood there dumbly and watched her go on and on about how awful it was. I nodded my head politely and walked away after she was done and just thought, wow. Like seriously, wow. Pathetic in some ways. If you can't be an optimist in a situation, then when you are stuck in your pity party, it's your own fault. And there really is a bright spot in EVERY situation. Such as, when Husband is gone, I have all my Netflix movies push past his and get to watch them while he isn't here to complain about them. I get to read a book during the day whenever I want to, I can skip a day of cleaning, I get complete control of the channel changer, I don't have to answer to anyone if I take the kids to the park for a few hours, dinner can be a little late, the dogs can sneak inside for a bit, the toilet lid stays up (Epic win!) I can wear pjs during the day, annnnnnnnd...I can get a nap! I could keep going and going with this honestly. It's like a mini vacay kind of. You just gotta know how to look at it and how to keep yourself occupied. If you throw yourself a pity party, be prepared to be the only one attending.
Anyways, I had to work tonight and even though it was fun, it was busy and long so I'm going to go draw a bath and read (Something rarely done!) and then head to bed. I feel so much better now that I vented. I'm human, I vent. Hopefully that spiced it up a bit and that you walked away with something learned. Orrrrr you keep behaving the same way you do now, whatever. Odds are the people that should read this, won't and those who do shouldn't. :) Either way, you were warned. Now go to bed!
I believe in the power of prayer even when one is not at the top of their game religious wise. And yesterday, God had me practically on my knees begging for help. I may not be a military wife yet, but a railroader's wife does have a few things in common with one. Like for example, single parenting. There are two of us but only one on most days. My husband is on a turn that let's him be home for only two days in a row every week and one of them is spent sleeping since he is working night shifts and has to drive about three hours to work and three hours back. So that makes it difficult for me when I have to work, yet come up short for babysitters. Oh I know, I work part-time, what a horrible parent am I. Boohoo, shut the hell up. (I warned you....) I enjoy having spending money. The money my husband makes belongs to him, the bills and whatever the kids need. I still after six years feel guilty for spending his money on me. So I don't. So I decided to get a job this year and it pays well. So this momma gets to buy new clothes, books, and whatever else I want. And not feel guilty either. So pffft...Anyways. So I ran into a dilemma of not having a babysitter tonight and felt extremely blessed and saved when two wonderful friends of mine came to my rescue. Bug went to a friend's house and my Bean stayed home and ran crazy. I have been reminded tonight that even the smallest favors to one are actually the biggest to another. I need to always remember that.
It was nice talking with my friend when I came home with Bug. Catching up on life is always nice, especially with someone who not only understands but comes at you with complete love and grace. She would walk through fire for an enemy, that is how awesome she is. And I'm not sucking up, I'm being honest. I feel like a better person just for talking to her kind of thing. It's weird, whatever. So anyways. It was nice because while chatting, she made me feel not so guilty for things I have been feeling. My biggest pet peeve, or one of them rather is hypocrites. Oh! And people who think they are better than others. I may judge but I NEVER discuss it with anyone, I never hold it against anyone, and by the next day, I'm over it, it's done. Yet, there are people out there who irk me because it seems as if they are always better than most. Someone does something they don't agree with, that someone is wrong. They will find a reason as to why it's wrong and why they are too good for it. Or a person lives their life a different way than others believe. So what right? Oh but if it isn't the way it should be lived according to this person, it's wrong. I get tired of people holding things against one another for no reason at all.
If you read this than let me stop here and explain to you very slowly, this is MY life. Not yours. If I do something you don't like, so what? You aren't my husband or God so pfffft. If I raise my children differently than you raise yours, so what? It doesn't make you a better person because of the things we do differently, we just raise our children differently. No one is a perfect parent and just because something works for you, doesn't mean it will work for everyone else in the world. And trust me, you DON'T know it all. And Pfffft on you. If you feel the need to focus, judge and belittle any aspect of MY life or anyone else's, get a life. People need to quit obsessing over what everyone else is doing and how and get on with their own lives instead. Don't do things so you can flaunt them in other's faces, don't be an attention whore, constantly seeking praise, admiration, or attention of any kind, and please, quit thinking you might be better than someone else for any reason at all. Everyone's poop stinks, seriously. Pffffffffffffffft.
Ugh. I wish people's parents would have explained life a little better. It would save me and a lot of other people the headaches....
I'm such a coward. I wish I had the courage to come out and approach people and tell them ow I really feel. But I don't think I have enough grace. That and it would turn out to be some big pot of drama. On here, part of me is all bark. I can say what I want to just because I doubt anyone I know, other than my familia, reads this. But in person, I'm pretty shy (until you get to know me) and no matter what I'm smiley and nice. You could piss me off and I'd still smile and be nice to you. Such a coward....I'm tired of holding back, it's kinda nice to release. I have some wonderful friends back in Montana and even some here, who have been keeping me in check. It's so nice to know that despite how busy life gets and whatever goes on, you can count on some people to unload on in a time of craziness and know that they will always love you and always be there for you. <3
Sooo other than my venting, what else is going on...
My Bug started school once again. No tears for me this year since we already did that last year. And she is loving it so far which is always a nice thing. She does really well in school and catches on to things pretty quickly so it makes it nice and easy. She makes friends easily and listens really well to the teachers. And she is definitely a morning person, lol. Cheerful and sing-songy in the mornings. Ugh, takes after her father...We got our school shopping done easily and quickly which was a first. She got only a few new outfits this year since she grows so fast I don't buy brand new clothes but for special occasions. These will probably only last 6 months before the next growth spurt, I swear! And we did a first for her by letting her chop off her hair. 9 inches gone and donated and she loves it which I secretly hate. She looks older with short hair and even though she's beautiful with it, I hate it. I want her to have long hair :( I can't help it and really don't care to either.
Bean and I chill at home while Bug is at home. We have our whole routine down already and it makes it so nice to deal with the normal day to day stuff. It's hard to watch him get older and thinking about him going to school in another year or two is so hard to think of. If life wasn't so crazy right now, we'd be filling out adoption forms and crossing fingers. I think my house needs more feets running around...
Husband left this morning for Canada. He'll be gone until Saturday now. I'm not a clingy wife. I actually enjoy our time apart. It makes me thankful for him and more appreciative of the time we have together. And it has made me into such a strong and independent person. Besides, clingy people bug me. I met a gal a few weeks ago at work that was practically sobbing because she wouldn't get to see her husband until the next day. I stood there dumbly and watched her go on and on about how awful it was. I nodded my head politely and walked away after she was done and just thought, wow. Like seriously, wow. Pathetic in some ways. If you can't be an optimist in a situation, then when you are stuck in your pity party, it's your own fault. And there really is a bright spot in EVERY situation. Such as, when Husband is gone, I have all my Netflix movies push past his and get to watch them while he isn't here to complain about them. I get to read a book during the day whenever I want to, I can skip a day of cleaning, I get complete control of the channel changer, I don't have to answer to anyone if I take the kids to the park for a few hours, dinner can be a little late, the dogs can sneak inside for a bit, the toilet lid stays up (Epic win!) I can wear pjs during the day, annnnnnnnd...I can get a nap! I could keep going and going with this honestly. It's like a mini vacay kind of. You just gotta know how to look at it and how to keep yourself occupied. If you throw yourself a pity party, be prepared to be the only one attending.
Anyways, I had to work tonight and even though it was fun, it was busy and long so I'm going to go draw a bath and read (Something rarely done!) and then head to bed. I feel so much better now that I vented. I'm human, I vent. Hopefully that spiced it up a bit and that you walked away with something learned. Orrrrr you keep behaving the same way you do now, whatever. Odds are the people that should read this, won't and those who do shouldn't. :) Either way, you were warned. Now go to bed!
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