Weird

I keep on remembering this one thing.  Of course, now I can't think of what it is.  It's weird how memories from my childhood just float through my mind.  I used to think that I was melancholy for revisiting the past so much but I think it's just my nature.  My mom died when, well, we were both relatively young.  When you don't get a lot of time with someone maybe you're more apt to think about the time you did have. 

I remember lots of things.  My dad teaching me how to drive.  He used to take my out at 6am on Sunday mornings when I was 15.  Just breaking a couple of laws.  I got to drive on the freeway.  :)  We'd practice parking again and again and again.  Which is why this mama is a damn fine parallel parker.  Sometimes Pedro just gets out and lets me park.  ha! 

I remember how my mom was overweight but would have to inspect how much margarine I was using on her grilled cheese sandwich.  Clearly that half a tsp was responsible for her being overweight.  *eye roll*  I remember how she'd make me beat an egg over and over and over again.  Now I realize she was just trying to get me out of her hair.  Hooch.

I'm not sure I really had a point.  Just that I revisit the past a lot.  I cannot believe how fast time has gone since I've had Lily.  It slowed down some when Madi was born.  Just kidding.  That was in reference to lack of sleep.  She has been doing so well.  Not sleeping without her meds, mind you, but she did say "bye" to me at school today.  She's still prone to having tantrums when she wants something and I try really hard to get her to pay attention to me and try to use words to communicate. 

Also, I got her to go on the potty this morning.  I think we did that a few times last week too.  I want to get the morning pee down before we go for more. 

Am I excited that she's talking?  Yes.  But.  I still worry about where she's going to end up.  It's one thing when she's a cute little baby.  Or toddler.  Now some kids and adults are giving her a little side eye, trying to figure out what's different.  Oh and she trashed a friend's playroom.  Kerry blocked off the stairs and Madi laid waste to the other room.  So much so that even with four kids the dad came in and said "what happened?"  ha!  That's my Madi.

Anyway, I haven't been to the gym in weeks.  I have no desire to.  I'm sad looking at my muscles disappearing but I"m taking so many different meds right now I feel so weird.  Well, not weird.  Well, sort of.  Anyway, I watch what I eat.  Saw this great show called "Hungry for Change".  It explained some things that I wasn't sure of or was flat wrong about.  And that's been helping me lose weight.  Thanks to the violent stomach bug I lost 5 pounds and I've just kept it going.  I know that I need to go to the gym, but who wants to do crap when you're light headed???  Not I.

Anyhoodles.  I hope everyone is enjoying May.  And OMG how is this the last month of school.  ACK

I wonder

So I've been dealing with a lot of crappy health issues lately.  There was the sinus infection thing, throat deal that I took antibiotics for.  Then the projectile vomiting.  I had two days off, happy and healthy!  They asthma.  Really?

So amongst all the crap that I deal with, inflammation seems to be key.  Yes, I'm sleep deprived, that's not going to change anytime soon.  But what about food?  I watched this interesting documentary called Hungry for Change.  I know sugar is bad for me, you know sugar is bad for me (snork) but a wagging finger and clicking tongue don't keep me from inhaling cupcakes.  This movie, however, really got into the scientifics (did I just make up a word) of how our body processes certain "foods".  I can get on board with facts.  I also liked that they advised people not to take away from their diets but to add in new healthy things until all the unhealthy things were pushed out. 

So I've been eating salads and kale smoothies for dinner.  :) 

I feel better.  I have a long way to go but I think if I can avoid certain things, like white sugar, white flour (forget white pasta, the whole grain stuff tastes like shit) I'll do better for myself.

I always used to wonder why cancer seems more prevalent.  It could be our more toxic environment but probably our "food".  So I guess what I'm trying to do is clean eating.  We'll see how long it lasts.  I do love my cupcakes.  :)  But I also hate how my whole body hurts right now.  I'm like, fuck me if I'm developing fibromyalgia.  I will eat broccoli!

Anyhoo, Pedro is being loud and I can't concentrate.  Now the baby is screaming.  So for g-ma and g-pa here's a link to Boar's Head Inn buffet. 

OMFG

Well, this will be ugly.  Just had an asthma attack but I knew what to look for this time so I hightailed it over to my doc's office.  Yes, I have an inhaler but I knew I would need the other stuff.  That being the steroid inhalers.  And she gave me something for the cough.

Mother fucker.

Like honestly.  I only finished my antibiotics like last week?  And over the weekend I was feeling... good.  I even thought about going for a run. 

Like what the hell am I supposed to do?  I feel really bad right now.  The nebulizer wasn't working properly so I got a huge dose of meds in my system.  Felt awful.  All shaky. 

Anyway, my point is.  I don't want to be this way.  I guess no one does.  I don't want to be dependent on medicine to breathe.  $200 a prescription medicine at that.  Good grief.  I mean, do we need to move?  I know I live in the country so there's more pollen.  Sigh.  I"m so stressed right now.

I'm feeling old and weary at the moment.  It's a good thing I carpied my diem when I was younger.  Shit.

Wow

So did I mention that Madi is talking?  It's been a crazy week.  I had the worst stomach flu ever.  EVER.  It was so violent.  Ugh.  Anyway, so Madi now says: sipper (if I say sippy, she corrects me), please, yes, up, down, pat, hat, her name "ee-ee" and I feel like I'm forgetting a few. 

But anyway, it's awesome!!!

She just made such a huge leap.  I'm so happy for her and she looks more engaged in life now.  She plays with kids in class instead of watching them or playing beside them.  It makes me want to cry.  But I don't have time. 

I've already been to the vet and the garden.  The AC guy is coming in a bit.  We get our pump worked on twice a year to keep it in good shape.  Anyhoo, I have ONE sugar snap coming up.  I wanted to water them but it's supposed to storm tonight....

Oh and yellow leaves on the kale mean too much water, right?  The tomatoes and strawberries look great.  wooo!

Phew, lawd

What a fun day, yesterday.  Yes, it was my birthday.  Yes, I turned 42.  Forty-fucking-two.  How did that happen???

Anyway, I forgot it was my birthday, I mean, I knew it was coming up, until someone posted on Facebook that he was giving me an early birthday wish since he was going to be out of town.  I thought, huh? what?  Then, shit!  Lily in true Lily form said "Momma, your birthday is a surprise but what do you want for dinner??"  Snort.  Actually, I had quite a few cupcakes yesterday so dinner was an apple and a bag of raw sugar snaps.  And a few bites of cheese. 

I was supposed to have a riding lesson and I got ready to go and then called my friend Mandy to see if Innis was still lame.  She said yes, so I asked if she wanted to have lunch in town since it was my birthday.  She said, yes, of course!  So we went to one of my favorite restaurants, Bella's where I had my favorite salad and a limoncello martini.  Sweet fancy moses that was good.  Then Mandy told me about this newish cupcake place called Sweet Haus.  They have a lot of other goodies in there too.  I had a chocolate salted caramel cupcake which was just as delicious as it sounds. 

OH! And I showed Mandy my garden, which she approved of (she has a big garden at her house), and while there we saw a friend of hers.  Pleasant Grove is a huge local park.  It offers horse trails so most of the time I'm tending my garden, I see people riding their horses.  Jealous, am I?  Oh yes.  But anyway, we went and talked to her friend who was tacking up and she has a Rocky Mountain horse.  He was gorgeous. 

So, THEN we went for lunch.

I picked up the girls, lah dee da, but when we got, I saw a note on my door that said something like "Sonia, I have something for you Dotty Capellino".  Now that means, nothing to you guys, but I know she owns the cupcake place in town.  I had talked to her about placing a special order for myself, whatever, for some chocolate cayenne cupcakes, which are amazing.  But I never got around to it.  So, I was confused.  But secretly, thrilled.  Who doesn't want a note from the cupcake lady? 

So I call her and someone has ordered a dozen cupcakes for me.  It turns out it was Liz in Australia.  Who's an amazing friend???  As the cupcake lady was leaving, I said, hey since you live just down the road if you have any extra cupcakes, you know where to leave them.  She said, cupcakes and cookies too!  Then I thought, shit, what have I done to myself.

Anyhoo, it was a delightful fun, wonderful day.  Until THIS happened.  And it wasn't that bad because I just about laughed my ass off.  It was a good day.

Jeez

It's like you can't be sick anymore without relatives sending nasty emails about not updating the blog.  Well, sick, then spring break, then sick again.  Wheee!

 So let me apologize in advance: the video of Lily is sideways.  I even tried to get it the right way.  I give up.


OMG  I was going to go into town today but it's taking me so fracking long to do this.  I selected one picture and all of them but the one I wanted were loaded into the post.  Really?  Sometimes I swear there's a computer conspiracy.  UGH  Alright, so, the community garden is finally open and I went over to see what was what.  That's what.  I spent a few hours pulling out weeds and old potatoes and grubs.  Blech.  I was waiting and waiting and waiting for an email to say that the garden was open but aside from receiving my plot allocation there was no other info.  So I email them and oh yeah, of course the garden is open.  Eyes.  So then I'm in a lather because I had held off of starting seedlings because what's the point in having two dozen plants and nowhere to put them?  Anyway, I freaked out and leapt into action and it now looks like this:

I planted 15 strawberry plants.  This bitch likes strawberries and last year the damn squirrels ate them all off of my back deck before I could get any!  On the right is kale and one lone cilantro.  Then the next row is broccoli and tomatoes.  I got the last two trays of broccoli from Lowes.  They looked pretty rough so my expectations are low.  Anyway, cute right?  And I have that on good authority because I took Lily with me yesterday evening and she walked allllll around the garden, came back and proclaimed mine the cutest.

That actually made me very proud.

So we're going back there tonight and putting in seeds.  I love me some sugar snap peas and lettuce.  I was reading my Square Foot Gardening book and he mentioned planting at different times to harvest at different times.  BRILLIANT!  I can't eat 20 heads of lettuce at once.  So that's the plan.  :)

Yes, Lily was WAY into it.  Badgering me to work faster so she could use the shovel.  Fine.  Go turn over the dirt and see how easy it is.  Eyes.  And she worked hard... until she found a worm or heard a bird, etc.  Still, it was fun and I'm sure that she slept well last night. 

And I think I'm the only one using garden stones, or whatever you call them.  Maybe I over thought it but I was freaking out about what to do so I decided to do SOMETHING.  I can learn from there.  And shoot, mine's cute.

Speaking of which, Madi has started sleeping better again.  This damn cold or whatever it is has had the both of us so congested that sleep has been difficult.  AND she's been so cranky that she's been pulling out her hair.  It's very bald at the top/back so I cut it.  I was going to take her so a friend but she had finished work early that day and I just couldn't take one more night.  She'll look better once it grows in.  Pedro said she looks like a boy and I was thinking, no, she looks like a balding middle aged man.

I think short hair suits her.  She is like a demonic little pixie.  Oh, Sonia, that's not nice.  NO, what's not nice is how she throws all the furniture she can around the house when I walk away from her, to get her some juice!  Not that I'm bitter.  Eyes.

Speaking of eyes, mine are still red and  rheumy.  ew.  I take my antibiotics and a claritin every day and still...

 So anyway, hope everyone has a good Wednesday.  I feel like it's time for a nap.

And now it's not sideways, thanks for making me look like an ass, blogger.

In the weeds...

Something my doctor said to me recently.  She has an adult special needs child and although I'm sorry for the trials that she's been through, it's nice to have someone who can relate.  I don't expect everyone to feel my pain or understand the stress that we go through.  But man, when I find someone who does it is so helpful.  Not because they have a bunch of answers for me but just knowing there are people out there who get it.  Who understand that sometimes you'll do almost anything to get your kid to stop screaming and that when others offer advice you have to nod your head because you've tried everything.  Twice. 

And blogger is acting like it has its period today.

I'm kind of a blabber mouth about certain things so I'm always telling people about Madi.  Which in turn gets people to open up to me about their kids.  I just don't think that having a learning disability or developmental delay or whatever, should be taboo.  I think the more that we learn about the brain, the more we know that people can be so different and yet that doesn't make anyone right or wrong, better or worse. 

The stress comes from her not sleeping through the night, which puts a strain on everyone.  Her screaming and yelling and tantrum-ing when we can't figure out what is going on.  Her destruction of more items than I wish to recount.  She'll come up behind me and yank on my hair.  Oh, thanks, Madi.  We're adapting as much as we can for her but that takes a lot out of all of us. 

What else?  Oh crap.  The future.  Will she be able to support herself?  Will people take advantage of her?  What will happen when we're gone?  It's a constant low level stress.  I try to do what's right for her now and hope for the best because I really can't control the future.  I guess I'm kind of shallow in that she's cute so I hope people watch out for her.  Not much of a plan but it's likely to work as well as any of them. 

At least she is a pain in the ass.  I don't like that she kicks her teacher but her teacher is especially hard on her so Madi takes matters into her own hands.  That she's able to 1) recognize that she's being singled out and 2) that she doesn't roll over and let people mistreat her, gives me hope. 

Every day with her is a struggle.  Even if it's that I can't cook dinner because she screams or throws things because I'm not paying attention to her.  So we wait til Pedro gets home to cook and that ruins our chances to go to the gym, which Pedro needs because of his diabetes. 

See?  Gah.

Anyway, all we can do is our best.

And of course, I get to ride and then go for lunch with my friend and that helps too.  OMG  Why are these pics so weird?  Sigh.  Oh yeah, so Madi ruined my kindle, crushed my phone, and cracked my ipod.  So I feel like I'm living in 2005.  My phone is being repaired, and I'm going to get my ipod fixed.  I hope.  The 4th gen itouch is a pretty good deal since the 5 gen is out.  Sigh.

Anyway, I get to see my buddy Innis today.  He is a sweetie although he tried to make me give him mints before he does anything.  SIGH

Oh boy

So, Madi is kind of over the smashing dishes thing.  If only because we're getting low on dishes.  She's pulling her hair less but again, she doesn't have much left in front.  She's pulling my hair less but I attribute that to me pulling her hair back.  Oh yeah, THAT'S how it feels. 

She's talking more and more but I just don't know what is with the crazy tantrums.  Frustrated at not being able to communicate?  I've taught Pedro (and I hope that doesn't sound patronizing) instead of yelling at her when she's doing something wrong, reward her as soon as she does something right.  That also cuts down on the tantrums.  I can't say it enough: kids learn how to behave by watching their parents.  That old chiché actions speak louder than words is so true.

Anyhoo, I had diarrhea at Wal-Mart today.  How awesome is that???  Oh I was fine and even had the bathroom to myself but hell's bells I was shopping fast!  I think it was that gorgonzola.  *eyes*

What else?  Lily is doing well in school, as per usual.  She helped her daddy rewire the house over the weekend.  I owe her a big reward.  Can't decide what. 

Oh and I got some potatoes.  I know!  We sort of all eat low carb because of Pedro but I just need some potatoes!  He can have a small amount.  I lost my train of thought thinking about how to cook them....

Anyhoo, I am hanging in there.  Poor Pedro slept with Madi who decided to get up at 2:30.  And like leave the room, get up.  He had to chase her down and bring her back to bed.  She didn't even nap yesterday so I was pretty sure she'd be sleeping through the night.  O.o  Don't know what to do with her.  Straightjacket?

Toodles

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. 

Cranky

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*

Memories...

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)

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. 

Sigh. 

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. 

Hmpf

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.

:)

Holy crapmas

Oh crap.  I just sneezed some more.  Okay, so Lily has been sick the last couple of weeks.  I spoke to her teacher on Tuesday and she said that 1/3 of her class was out last Friday.  Great day.  So I know she's not the only one who's sick.  And the antibiotics she's on for her ear infection give her diarrhea and make her barf.  She told me she barfed last night while we were all asleep.  Poor baby.

Madilyn had a 101.8 fever last night.  I don't know what it was this morning when she kept me up but she was HOT.  So I have two sick kids, and now I'm coming down with something.  Can we postpone Christmas for a while?

In the good news department, I did give out the teachers' Christmas presents.  Pedro watched the girls so that I could drive over.  Cameo's Word Up was on in the car and I happened to park perpendicular to a sheriff's car.  I looked and didn't see anyone in there so I busted some moves.  When I got out of the car I heard the engine running.

Sigh.

OMG I am having such a hard time posting my pic.  I don't know if it's blogger or Facebook but I'm getting mad.....  So click the link. 

Oh yeah, and Brewster.   A few days ago, he could not stop biting my hands or being a bad dog.  Running around in circles, jumping on the bed, snapping at my face.  I was seriously considering getting rid of him.  He doesn't hurt the girls but I'm like, hells bells, when is he going to stop being such a jerk?

Last night I was baking cookies (AGAIN) and he came in the kitchen, flopped down in front of the oven and fell asleep.  I thought, FINALLY! I hope it's a sign of things to come.  He didn't steal stuff off of the table, or chase the cats.  I know he likes being around us but he gets into everything.

Oh and I KNOW that he knows how to open the baby gates.  If they aren't locked, he knows how to push up the latch to open the gate.  Stinker.  I've tried working with him more too.  Partially for training, partially so I spend some time with him.

I just feel like life has taken a very sour turn.  My cookies aren't baking right, the kids are sick. OH and Madi has lice now.  I pulled one adult off of her so I'm hoping that if I keep pulling the nits off as I find them, then we'll be good to go.  *eyeroll*  There's a little boy in her class who the teacher says doesn't have a great home situation.  They are buying him clothes.  I mean, the teachers.  Obviously, families don't have to be rich to be good but it sounds like he's not getting the care he needs.  And that sucks.

Anyway, I think that all this crud that has peppered my holiday season has taught me to let go of expectations.  I wanted to create a fun Christmas for the girls.  Well, that blew up in my face.  I'm doing the best I can and that's just gonna have to do.

You know?

Peace.

Oh and who doesn't want to get up and dance to this?

My Day...

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!!  Vampires can't swim!... Ah. shit!"

We're going to see Santa tonight so I'm resting up in bed playing Skyrim.  This game is taking forever.  I finish one quest and have 3 others to do.  I'm not sure how it's happening.  Having a long quest list is like having a full inbox.  It drives me batty.

Anyhoo, I've just had a hotdog and my daily pills with coconut milk nog.  The anti-inflammatory diet I want to start on New Year's is no animal products of any kind, so I'm slowly switching over.  There will be enough to contend with that it will be nice to have dairy off of my list.  I also see my doc on Thursday and see what she has to say. 

And I did some online shopping.  wheee!  I was going to shop at the mall and thought, am I freaking crazy?  So I used my Sephora gift card online.  My plan was to get Christmas shopping done this week.  We'll see what happens to muck that up... *eyes*

Pedro is doing really well.  He's kind of a whore for mushrooms and hummus now.  I think he had a blood sugar of 90 the other day.  It's not just that he's following the diet but he's learning to make choices for himself.  That's the part that I was dreading.  I'm not an encyclopedia of diabetes.  Or diabebees.  As it's known in my house.

Anyhoo, time to shower and get ready to get the girls so we can get ready to go in town. 

Why do I hear the Darth Vader theme?