Tuesday, January 29, 2013


Oh man.  I don't know if I'm coming down with something again, or what but I feel like crap.  I slept in and I didn't even care.  Usually, I'll bust my ass trying to get the girls to school but I didn't NOT care today.  I think I have a sinus infection, which sucks, but also my energy is like -1. 

I am excited about tonight, though.  I'm taking Lily to a Girl Scout orientation.  I thought she might like it but as I was telling her about my experiences in the Girl Guides (Canadian version) I realized just how much I learned from them.  I went camping so many times and learned how to put up my own tent and make my own fire.  I remember one time we camped out on the beach and it was a little wet so the leaders put plastic sheeting under us and over us.  And there we were falling asleep, listening to the waves pounding on the sand not 20 feet from where we were laying AND the stars so bright above us.  It's something I'll never forget.  :) 

So, no pressure Lily.  LOL! 

And Lily did have a great riding lesson on Sunday.  She was adamant about quitting and then just had a great lesson.  Funny how that works, huh? 

Madi... Oh Madi.  She has been talking more.  She's been saying "ma ma ma ma ma".  Not to me, necessarily but it's a good start.  We were watching a show last night and a character on the show was talking and I hear "Uh huh" beside me.  As if she was commenting. It cracked me up.  And she was a little busy bee last night.  The lights were out in the house but she kept on roaming around.  Brought me a cushion from the living room, then a book from Lily's room.  She's really starting to explore and interact.  Unfortunately, she's also still pulling her hair out. 

Well, I need to get moving.  We were supposed to get groceries on Sunday.  And it's now Tuesday so it's do or die time.  *eyes*

Hope everyone has a good week. 

Wednesday, January 23, 2013


Well, Madi is the chief crankypants in the house.  Then probably Lily.  I'm a close third.

OMG  My asthma is back!  Shit fire.  And I had a good run at the gym.  Then I got that tickle.  Then that barking cough.  grrrrr  I have to try to find all of the parts to my vaporizer.  I guess cold, dry air can exacerbate asthma.  *eyes*

Poor Madi is going bald cuz she keeps yanking her hair out when she tantrums.  I figured she'd stop because it hurts but nope.  I showed her teacher today who said that I have to protect Madi from herself and told me what to do.  I said, okay, I'll try and she said, trying wasn't good enough.  Okay, bitchface you come cook dinner because Madi screams and yells (and broke two lightbulbs yesterday) every time I walk away from her.  I can't walk the dog, I can't get Lily a snack or a drink.  I can't talk on the damn phone.  So yeah, you come live my life for me and I'll hold Madi's hands so she can't pull her hair out.

When I said I'll try, I'll damn well try.

Told ya I was cranky.  I like how the specialists seem to forget about this little thing called life that parents have to go through.  Madi's been numero uno for a very long time.  In my opinion, she can learn a little patience. Yesterday, I was wondering if they made straight jackets for kids....

The good part is that the tantruming is kind of a 2 year old thing so that means Madi's development is moving along.  I'm trying to remember what she did yesterday.  She was behind me and pulling my hair so I leaned back slowly to squish her and she stopped yanking on my hair but called me a bitch.

Oh yeah.

Woohooo!  *eyes*

Thursday, January 17, 2013


Well, of course, now I don't have any.  I was driving the girls to school this morning and a weird one popped in my head.  I swear I'm going to start writing them down on the back of my hand.  And this morning's was a good one too.  Sigh.  Well, all of this rain is reminding me of Vancouver.  When I'd come home and it was still raining, I'd get all of my rain gear on and head out to stomp in the puddles.  I had the coolest see-through umbrella that dropped really low.  It was like being inside of a capsule that came to my waist.  Hard to explain.  Obviously.  Did a great job keeping the rain off AND I could see where I was going.  Anyway, I was a latch-key kid so I could pretty much do what I want until my parents came home. 

That's something I had to consider.  Lily is 6 and I struggled with letting her get off the school bus even if I wasn't there.  The school is good about taking that stuff into consideration.  Anyway, we are only one house down from the stop and I know most of our neighbors now, thanks to Lily.  And then I had to think, when I was a little 7 year old, I had a key around my neck, my bus fare in a little coin purse in my school bag and I had to schlep it home.  And shit that was all the way from south Vancouver to my house.  And instead of putting me in Tecumseh, where all my friends went, I had to go to Sir James Douglas, which I see is closed now.  Uh huh.  Thanks for a crappy two years of my life, SJD.  Cough.

Anyway, see, what a fun trip down memory lane THAT was!

Alright, crap.  Time to shower and head to the gym.  Remember what I say: no one likes a stinker at the gym.  You can't hold your breath while running.  *eyes*

Oh yeah, and Pedro is off to Alabama today to buy a gun at a military resale location.  He had to go through a lot to be able to do this so I'm excited for him.  It's his birthday present to himself.  :)

Next up: gun safe.

PS (I never thought I'd be girly about guns but I saw a hot pink Beretta and nearly peed myself)

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Be my Crankenstein

I am a grouchy muppet today.  I know part of it is PMS.  Please tell me that goes away with menopause?  Or just lie.  Whatevs.

I bloat.  I mean, REALLY bloat.  I went to the gym today in kind of a tight outfit which I normally don't care about because it's old people there.  So why the hell was the gym full of muscly guys today?  The one day my boobs and butt are competing for prominence?  *eyes*  Sigh.  I'll go back later with Pedro.  I skulked out after hiding in a corner.  Good grief.  I mean, no one I know said anything so it probably wasn't that bad but I was freaking out. 

Freaking out.

*eye roll*

At least I'm good and drinking a banana strawberry smoothie.  And none of that frozen shit with all the additives.  Just bananas, orange juice, strawberries and raw almonds. 


I had stuff to post and you 'd think I could remember.  Great day.

Anyway, it's very dangerous to eat half a banana bread loaf and two cups of raw sugar snaps.  Ooooh I could've put sugar snaps in my smoothie!  Damn.  Now I want sugar snaps.

mmmm nom nom

Okay, so.  After having kids my butt was FLAT.  I'm built very up and down-y so if pants are going to be tight it will be at the waist.  Well, not any more, sister!  They are tight around the butt now too.  My trainer got me started doing squats and lunges on the smith machine.  Holy crap.  So momma has a bedonkadonk.  And I've worked hard for it.  I just wasn't in the mood for it to be up in everyone's face today. 

Okay, so enough about my butt.  I need more sugar snaps. 

Madi is doing well.  She's talking and participating more AT SCHOOL.  We don't see a lot of new stuff at home.  Although, yesterday, she squished me and I said "ow" so then she picked something up and hit me in the head with it to make me say "ow" again.  Is that progress?  I guess.  Pedro bonked her on the head with something (soft!) and she yelled at him "Baaaaaad!"  So I guess that's good too.  You have to understand I want to be able to communicate with her.  I want her to tell me when she needs to go potty or if she's hungry.  Instead of smashing lamps and pulling her hair out.

Oh yeah.  Both of those things.  Every day.  She's broken two of my iPad docking thingies.  Lifts them up over her head and smashes them on my dresser.  Did I birth Baby Jane or what? 

Alright, Brewster is fussing.  He's taken to howling when I don't do anything when he barks.  That's fabulous, let me tell you. 

Tuesday, January 8, 2013


So, we survived the holidays.  It was a really interesting mix of viruses, not to mention two bouts of lice, that kept us in bed for weeks.  Ah well.  We survived. 

It was just really quiet in the house so I called Brewster.  He came in the study, put his head on my arm, looked up sweetly at me and then burped in my face. 

Yeah.  Par for the course.

Brewster is looking better.  He has/had scabies/mange.  He just smelled weird, even after a bath.  The vet took some skin scrapings and didn't see anything but he said the skin was infected and full of pustules where B had been scratching and biting.  I did just change his food because he wasn't eating it and it was about as cheap as you could get.  Hey, he grew like a beast and I couldn't afford to give him the good stuff.  Anyhoo, he's on good stuff now and poops like a boss.  Three or four times a day.  I guess the good side is that his coat is gorgeous.  Shiny and soft.  And the cats go for his food which is freaking hysterical.  I've caught both of them eating his wet food.  Poor Brewster.  I have to give him canned food so I can hide his pills.  The cats hear the can pop and show up and this food smells good even to me (Taste of the Wild?) so Brewster is trying to eat his food and keep the cats away.  It was making me laugh this morning.  :)  Hey life has been a steaming bowl of crap for a while now so any laugh is a good laugh.

Shoot.  What else.  Brewster has the run of the house right now.  The crate has come in really handy.  Of course, he'd rather hang out with us but until he's a grown up and better behaved we need a safe place to keep him.

So he's distracting me.

I need to get to the gym and I think he knows that so he keeps on semi-huffing barking at me to let me know he's not pleased.  Snort.

So Pedro is still keeping on with his diabetes.  I think he's been a little bit lax lately but it's got to be hard.  Ah crap.  My brain is just not working.

Alright, well let me talk about my favorite subject again.  The vet said Brewster will probably top out at 75lbs.  And I'm glad.  I can handle a dog of that size.  I didn't want a 100lb dog.  I can also tell that he's maturing because he will sometimes just follow me around the house and settle down somewhere to nap while I bake cookies, etc.  Not always, mind you.  But sometimes.

Alright, let me run and have a shower.  The water was off when we got home from the gym last night.  Yay.  Not.  There was a water main break.  And yes, I shower before the gym and you should too.  No one wants to try and breathe in BO while they are working out.  That's my tip for the day.