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

Today is the day I stand up, dust myself off and look forward.  Things have gotten too damn depressing around here!  I am a strong, good person and will survive all that life throws at me.

I have a great family and two of the greatest friends a person could ever ask for in life and I am very grateful for them in my life!  Thank you!

I have made some VERY caring and wonderful friends online and cannot thank everyone enough for the kind emails and thoughts.  If I have not responded to you, or have and it made no sense, I am sorry.  This last week has been a week of reflection.  A week of looking deep inside of me and finding myself again, the me that got lost somewhere between childbirth and diaper changing.  If you thought I was funny before…wait till you meet the real me!

Today was productive.  I worked out, I took Kaiden to ballet, I went grocery shopping, I cleaned house, I cleaned out the garage (quite a chore), and I made an appearance outside of my house for the first time this week and cleaned up the front yard so that my neighbors do not think that I am an asshole.  I did not cry or think any miserable thoughts ALL day.

I will return to work on Monday.  As much as I would love to stay home and get paid to be miserable on my couch…I don’t think my boss would go for that for too long.  I cannot even imagine what my desk looks like.  I am thankful that I have an understanding employer.

I have to finally get up and lose the baby weight - it is the one thing that has made me so miserable with myself and in turn let me push that misery on everyone around me.  I have set some goals for myself, so that I can get back to running again - I was never happier than when I was running 5 miles a day.  When I meet all my goals I am getting a boob job.  When I get skinny, my boobs become non-existent.  Nothing big, I am not a fan of big, but I am a fan of perky!  This will be my reward for myself, a nice little “lift!”

What have I missed?

We got a new Spongebob Video this week and I am pretty sure that we have already watched it 4,586 times.

My daughter decided to pick up a pair of scissors at my parents house and cut some pretty huge chunks out of her hair.  I had to call my mother this morning and tell her where in her house Kaiden hid the chunks of hair.  This little incident brought her father closer to tears than he has probably been in twenty years.  Just to remind you of how big of a blow this is, I give you this reminder:

I am down to a small handful of bras and undies that are wearable.  Nobody ever told me that when you have children, you become the last person that ever gets taken care of in the clothing and personal items department.  I really need to spend some money on myself.

As I type this, my son is over in the corner, squatting down and grunting like a grown man – all he is lacking is some reading material.  He has become so explicit with his pooping lately – complete with strained look and bright red face, we truly are proud.  We are even more proud when he does this in a crowded line at Target for all to witness.

I have to decide today on which route I am going to take with Ashton’s bed ensemble.  I really want this Pottery Barn Surf set like the crib set he had, but I may venture out to Bed, Bath & Beyond and see what they have to offer.  Or, I may order something from Dean Miller’s Surf Bedding.  Decisions, Decisions.  I do know that I am getting him this grass bed skirt.

Kaiden has learned a great new phrase this week, “Mommy, that’s a bunch of bullcrap” to which she follows up with the question, “Mommy, what is bullcrap.”  We have never been more happy with her.  Now her trashy mouth will match her trashy new hair cut!

Earlier this week while driving to work, the song “We are the Champions” by Queen came on the radio and Kaiden started singing the song and surprised me by knowing all of the words.  When I asked her how she knew the words to that song, she said “Pop-Pop and I listen to Queen all the time!” - Well okay then!

The other day, while in a total daze, I changed lanes without paying attention and almost ran a guy right off the road.  He followed me for a long time honking his horn and cussing me out, while using a lot of menacing hand gestures.  His face was pretty red, from what I could see in the rear view mirror, so I am pretty sure he was mad at me.

Fall weather changes = Major sinus issues!

I have finally caught up with the rest of the world and gotten a Tivo DVR thingy.  Now I won’t have to be tired at work on Monday mornings because I stayed up to watch Grey’s Anatomy on Sunday night.

Speaking of Grey’s Anatomy, is anyone else hooked on this show?

I cannot leave a room in my house for one second without coming back and finding every tissue in the tissue box all over the floor, or all the toilet paper off the roll and all over the floor and in the toilet.  That boy is killing me, killing me I tell you!!!

Earlier this week we had a really strong Nor’ Eastern come through.  I had to run to the Rite Aid on the corner to fill Kaiden’s eye drop prescription.  When I came out of the drug store, a gust of wind hit me in the chest and I ate shit on the pavement in front of several people coming into the store.

Speaking of Rite Aid, my friend Chatty had a rotten experience at a Rite Aid and I commented on her site about their registers.  None of the Rite Aids around here have updated their registers, so when your receipt is printing, its like an old damn dot matrix printer and it takes 20 minutes for the receipt to print. You just have to stand their in an uncomfortable silence listening to the receipt print. Drives me nuts.  Are they like that everywhere?

I had to show my ugly side at the Nissan Dealer this week because of their shitty, shitty service department.  I think I said something to the tune of “What kind of cluster-fuck operation are you running here?”

We have had cool weather all week long, and I could not be happier.  I love the cool weather.

I have come to the conclusion that four years old is the absolute worst age for watching movies with your daughter.  A four year old will ask you 423 questions in the course of a one hour and 20 minute movie, driving you completely insane in the process.  My answer to each question is “I don’t know, why don’t you watch the movie and find out?”

Lately I have been craving nachos with sour cream and chives all the time, and I am not sure why.

1 nineteen month old boy + 1 coffee table = constant climbing and yelling the words “Get Down!”

My funniest moment of the week occurred thanks to Dena’s son and Kaiden’s buddy Ethan.  I still laugh about it.  You can read about it here.

I did go ahead and trade in my truck for the Nissan Murano in the beautiful shade of “Glacier Pearl.”  It drives really nice and screw it, it’s something new for a year, and then I’ll most likely trade it in again!

The aforementioned Nissan had some lovely high profile tires and rims on it, to spruce it up on the lot.  I DID NOT want these tires on the truck, but was forced to drive with them all week, until the dealer had time to switch them out.  For one week, I was totally blingin’ baby!!!

We took a family trip to the mall to buy everyone some much needed fall/winter clothes.  Ashton decided to puke all over himself, sending Todd and I into a dry-heaving, gagging fury!  We had to strip him down and I had to carry him through the mall in nothing but a diaper, while eveyone looked and pointed at us like we were so trashy, that we would actually bring our son to the mall in nothing but a diaper.

I bought my son the Halloween Spongebob DVD, since he LOVES Spongebob SO MUCH!  We have since watched it 16 times.

My daughter turns 4 next Sunday.  I have yet to plan a single thing for the poor child’s birthday.

I WANT A MAID!  AND I WANT THAT MAID TO DO LAUNDRY!!!