I am willing to bet that there is not one VW Bug in the United States without a personalized plate.  These cars get on my nerves more than I should probably admit, without sounding like and obsessed nutcase.

Every time I see one, it has a license plate that somehow relates to the VW bug they are driving and it makes me want to hit them.  I am convinced that the people that drive these damn cars all belong to some kind of cult, with their cute little license plates and their weird little fake flowers in the provided fake flower holding apparatus that comes equipped in the VW Bug.  Ugghh, they get on my nerves.

If you happen to be reading this and you drive one, I am not talking about yours.  Seriously!

I have had insomnia for months now.  I mean MONTHS!  It is driving me insane.  I have no problem falling asleep, the problem is staying asleep.  I wake up every night at around 1:30am and cannot go back to sleep until 4:30am, which gives me just enough time to fall into a deep sleep right before the alarm clock goes off.

I have used all kinds of over the counter drugs to try and help, Tylenol PM, Nyquil, etc, and they now have zero effect on me.  I have been to the doctor several times and have literally broken down crying in his office, begging him to please help me sleep.  He has given me a couple samples to try and none have worked.  He finally broke down and wrote me a seven day prescription for a tranquilizer type pill, to try and “break the cycle,” and wouldn’t you know it, my damn insurance does not cover it.  I am shit out of luck, unless I want to pay like $180.00 out of my pocket for the damn pills - which I cannot break down and do.

When you are this tired, you snap at your kids more than you should, you cry about everything, you sit up all night thinking up scenarios in your head that do not exist and you drive yourself insane.  I wonder if insurance would cover inducing a coma, so I could get a little shut eye!

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A collection of thoughts and other stuff not worthy of a full post.

Tonight was Kaiden’s Dance Recital.  She did much better in the recital than she did at the rehearsal, meaning she actually participated instead of just playing with her costume.  Ashton made the evening REAL enjoyable for everyone, especially Dad, when he would not stop screaming and crying for anything!  All of the family was there and so was her boyfriend Ethan.  She scored in the flower department big time, getting roses from Grandma, Mom & Dad and from Ethan.  I’ll post some pics from the stage later.

Kaiden has had two proud mommy moments this week.  The first one was earlier in the week when her and I were making sandwiches for lunch and she nicely said to me “Mom, can you pass the f—king jelly?”  The second came this morning when her brother was in her room getting on her nerves so she called him “a little son of a bitch!”  All kids do this, right?

We went to fly kites again at Mt. Trashmore today.  We went up the mountain this time and the wind was really blowing.  Todd had been holding the kite for a while and I asked if I could have a turn.  He handed it to me and said “now hold onto it tight, cause it is really windy,”  to which I replied, “I think I can fly a kite Todd, but thanks for your concern.”  Two seconds after I got it, a gust of wind blew and grabbed the kite right out out of my hand.  It went flying down the mountain and the string TOTALLY wrapped all over this guy that was walking.  Todd had to go down and apologize for us and get our kite back - DUH!

My two year old Ashton has been full of surprises lately as far as his speech and vocabulary go.  I was amazed when I heard him coming down the stairs and counting as he came down, all the way to ten.  This week I discovered that the boy knows his colors and can point them out.  Blue, red, black, yellow, green, purple - he shocked me!

My weightloss has been SUCKING lately.  I gained 8 pounds back during the whole pack/move/clean timeframe and have only been able to get 3 of those pounds back off.  I don’t know if it is a plataeu or what, but it sucks and I will have to spend this week working even harder to get back on track.

The last 5 to 6 months have been a HUGE learning experience for me - I mean HUGE!  The one thing that is the hardest thing for me to grasp is patience.  I cannot for the life of me master this one simple trait.  I want to so bad, I am trying like hell - but is the hardest thing to get under control.  How do you do it?  How do you become a patient person and stay a patient person.  Is there a trick?  I wish I knew, so it would be easier.  Until then, I will keep trying.

I found this image while surfing the web somewhere and for some reason it struck a nerve in me, so I thought I would share it.  Read it, then read it again.  Isn’t it just the truth?  Isn’t that how every woman wants to feel?  I could not have worded it better myself!

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