I finally did it! I broke down and bought myself a new cell phone. It helped that my service provider was running a special and I was due on the upgrade. So, here I have my cute, little Razr - It flips, it takes pictures, it has fun ringtones, whatever will I do with myself? And yes, I realize that EVERYONE has this phone, and if I wanted to be really cute and sassy, I would have bought the newest Pebl... It's really cute too, and it comes in orange. You don't see those around much yet, and I'm sure if I would have waited a little longer, I could have gotten a better deal than the $180.00 they are going for right now. But who cares, I got my Razr, it was $29.99 and I'm happy.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
If there was an award for "Bad Mommy of the Week" I'm thinking I might be a front runner and it's only Tuesday! Not only have I driven off without Munchkin being buckled in, but now she is sporting a round, little bruise right in the center of her forehead. Compliments of our hardwood floors and Mommies lack of attention.
I'm not sure exactly how the whole thing happened, but what I do know is that she fell down atleast one step, and landed flat on her back at the bottom. I say one step because that's how many times I heard her head hit, just once (thank you Lord!) I had just picked her up off of the steps and set her on her feet to follow me into the kitchen for dinner. I walk through the kitchen door and hear a loud THUD! Followed by a horrific scream, you know the kind that actually goes silent?
What is wrong with me this week? I'm usually so attentive and careful. Is it possible to still have bouts of "Mommy Brain" a year after your child is born? Is this something that never goes away?
Guess I need to to start working on my acceptance speech... Maybe it will go something like this:
I'd like to thank, all of my readers that haven't yet called the authorities......
Monday, November 27, 2006
My first really bad rookie mistake has happened.... I actually FORGOT to buckle Munchkin into her carseat before driving off. I know, it's shameful and I wouldn't even admit to this if I didn't know for a fact that a couple of you reading this have done the same thing... you know who you are!!
Since the weather has been so nice, Hubby and I decided to take Munchkin down to the park for a little while yesterday. I was so focused on making sure that her shoes were in the car from the previous day that I guess I just lost my brain for a few minutes. I got her shoes on, gave her Aubie and closed the door. We get down the road a little ways and stop for gas, please know that we live about 1 mile from the park, so to make excuses for my DHR calling behavior, we really hadn't driven that far. Hubby gets back in the car from pumping gas and looks back at Munchkin, who is leaning completely forward trying to get a toy that was on the floorboard and he calmly asks, is she buckled in? Of course! What kind of Mom wouldn't buckle her own child in the seat? Oh yeah! That would be me! Talk about a "walk of shame", having to get out, and buckle her in while Hubby just stares at me. I of course feel like everyone one around was watching, whispering, looking out of their windows at the "bad mommy".
Wow!! What a bad mistake, and the guilt is terrible. I know you can "what if" yourself to death, but so much could have happened. Thank you Lord! Needless to say, I will be checking it twice from now on!
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
One down, two to go. Our Thanksgiving always tends to be a palooza of sorts. We have so much family and only so many nights that we literally have to start a couple of days before Thanksgiving day, and end up finishing on the Saturday after, at my Mother in Laws. It makes me think that it might be time to start a new tradition, everyone comes here. Dad's side, Mom's side, In law's, you name it, they all come to us..... just kidding!
It does make me think though, it seems each year that the crowd shrinks a little more than the year before. Everyone is growing up and getting married, having babies and starting their own family traditions, at what point, if ever, will this happen for us? I enjoy seeing all of our family, it's the only time of year that we get to see some of the distant cousins that have moved away. I also like spending time with "My Family" - Munchkin and Hubby.
For some reason it always gets so hectic that we sit down when it's all finished and wonder where the Holiday(s) went.... I guess when you are fortunate enough to have Grandparents, Great Grandparents for Munchkin, Parents, Brothers, Sisters, Aunts, Uncles and Cousins around to share this with, you leave things alone. There is plenty of time to start traditions of our own, right now I will enjoy the ones that were created long before I was born, and try my best to carry them and pass them on to our children.
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!!!! Love to you all!
Friday, November 17, 2006
Daniels that is. With another Mom's night out safely behind me, I am reminded that, although I can still drink like I used to, the recovery process just isn't the same! I woke up early, so proud that I didn't have a hangover from the previous nights activites, only to realize that I wasn't hung over because I was still drunk!!! That hasn't happened in quite awhile, and really shouldn't be happening now. I am way too old for this. Just because I can break away for fun with the girls every now and then, I still have to think/drink responsibly, because it's always right back into the "Mommy Role" as soon as Munchkin wakes up, luckily she's a late sleeper.
I had never played "Babe Bingo" before, it's a game that one of the local radio stations puts on at a local bar. I don't think I had ever even played the regular version. This is definatly NOT your Grandmothers bingo. Example:
B - Manicure
I - Douche
N - Tampon
G - G- String
O - KY Jelly
I don't know about you, but my Grandma would most likely be mortified if she heard that (assuming she knew what all of it meant) I could just hear my very southern sounding Grandmother saying... Well, I never!
Well, a few games of bingo, a few rounds of Jack and a crappy T-shirt later, I was home safe, sound and reaking of smoke. Ahhh. another successful Mom's Night Out!
Monday, November 13, 2006
For days I had been trying to figure out what the unpleasent smell was coming from somewhere in my car. With the weather being cooler, it was unpleasent but not unbearable. I looked around for misplaced sippy cups or any diapers that may have been missed when gathering things from our daily excursions, but found nothing out of the ordinary.
Munchkin and I lived like hermits for a couple of days and didn't leave the house one time. We got a bit of a break in the cold weather and it warmed back up into the 70's. It was time to venture out of the house and that's when it hit me! I opened my car door and was nearly knocked down by this horrid, vomit inducing aroma. So, I knew that a full on inspection was in order. I pulled the stroller out, all of the toys, and went digging under the seats and there it was, wedged between the cd case, covered by the umbrella, hiding under my passenger side seat - The sippy cup that Munchkin had so frivolously disposed of on a whim when it was no longer needed. The sippy cup that at one time contained the proper form of milk rather than it's counterpart, cottage cheese.
Well, atleast I found the culpit, remove the sippy, roll down the windows, open the sunroof, smell be gone...... Wrong, if only it were that easy. You see, the "Non-Drip" sippy cups that I have spent a small fortune on, had failed me. There was obviously a leak. The worst part was trying to locate the spot. Once I did that, without throwing up my lunch, I saturated the area with Resolve, waited 5 minutes and scrubbed. Again, roll down the windows, open the sunroof, smell be gone...... Wrong! Repeat.... Wrong!
It has now been almost 2 weeks and the smell is still there. My poor Mother, not wanting to hurt my feelings, says "I don't smell anything, really!" My sister a couple of days later, says "I think you are going to have to get that professionally cleaned" As I'm writing this post, I'm letting some new cleaner do it's magic... Keep your fingers crossed that this will work, or I may be forced to sell this sour smelling, milk machine on wheels. Won't Hubby be thrilled at my request?
Saturday, November 11, 2006
We were a little late as usual with Munchkin's pictures, but we finally got her one year session done yesterday. I think they are going to turn out really good. We had them taken at a nearby park and the weather couldn't have been better. In fact, it was so warm I had to switch Munchkin's wardrobe from what I planned for her to wear. I know Hubby is glad this "photos every three months" faze is over. But even he will admit, after the arms and legs we had to forfeit for this photographer, it was worth every penny.
We actually managed to stay scratch, bump, mark and bruise-free for the pictures, for the most part anyway. She had such a runny nose leading up to the pictures that her little nose was kind of red. Have you ever noticed how kids have an uncanny ability to practically bust their heads open and poke out their eye-balls right before it's time for pictures? I think Munchkin has had some kind of something every single time. Blood shot eye, scratches, bruises, full body rash (that one we had to re-schedule). Oh well, I guess that just goes with the memories of the pictures.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Since we have moved into our new home, we have been amazed at the amount of squirrels that live in our trees. They are everywhere! They completely disgust me and they get into everything. The latest problem is, they are chewing through our phone, cable and internet lines. I've been calling the cable company for 2 weeks complaining to them about my cable reception, that our HD channels aren't working, our movie channels come and go and believe it or not, this time they weren't to blame. The Cable Guy ( can you actually say that without thinking of Jim Carey?) was here yesterday and said, "Ma'am, you have a serious problem with squirrels". They replaced our lines and got our cable working again. The thing I had a hard time living without though, was my email. I communicate a lot through email now and it's crazy how accustomed I am to having it. Not that being without all of the 600 and something channels on our cable wasn't a challenge, I know it's really sad what we've gotten used to. What? No Oprah in HD are you kidding, you expect me to watch it in regular old TV?
Now, to the task at hand. How to rid ourselves of these pesky creatures? This may sound terrible, but I kind of wish they would bite through the power line and zap themselves... I've been told to get traps and catch them. We have a small army of these little things, hauling them off in a cage one by one will take forever. I've been told pepper flakes, not enough in the city to cover everything. Oil of peppermint, alka selzter, kill them with kindness and feed them more bird seed so they will be so full they won't want to eat the lines.... I think my favorite so far, BB Gun!!! Let's just hope I don't shoot a neighbor!
Don't worry, I'm not going to actually shoot them, my dad will ;o)
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
So, you know the song by the Pussycat Dolls, Loosen up my buttons? Well, my friend has that song play when you call her cell phone, so instead of hearing the rings, you get to actually listen to some tunes while you wait for her to answer... Anyway, yesterday I called to check in with her and see about our Halloween plans and that song stuck in my head. I'm walking... okay strutting around the kitchen singing that song when I realize that I still have a truck load of candy that I need to unload before the Trick or Treaters arrive. I go out to the garage and I'm hauling in all of those big bags of candy, the jumbo bags from Costco, still singing about being a "sexy mama", when I go flipping up the stairs towards the kitchen....so not sexy. Candy goes flying, I scrape my elbow and knees, say a few bad words under my breath and try my best to pick myself up and regain my dignity. Thank goodness I was alone, (although the first thing I did was look around to see who saw me), Munchkin was napping, not that she would pass judgement anyway, she would have thought it was funny. Still, embarassing.
For those of you who don't know, I'm one of the most clumsy people you will ever meet. I have literally just fallen out of my high heels before, doing nothing, just standing, not even moving. It's like my feet and legs hate me and decide to remind me every now and then that I'm not as "sexy" as I might think, kind of a humbling experience, everytime it happens. So, I've decided that Hubby need not leave his shoes on the stairs anymore, it's dangerous, I could have be killed! What if I would have been carrying Munchkin? Okay, really, I didn't trip on his shoes, I'm just trying to figure out a way not to look like such an idiot!