Do you see?

I have dinosaurs in my pocket
I have crayons in my purse

I am a mom

I said I do, to have and to hold, til death do us part
I sacrifice and I compromise

I am a wife

I laugh with you, cry with you, dance with you
I stay up all night to talk to you about nothing

I am a friend

I have secrets and passions
I am strong, yet oh so fragile

I am a woman

I have words that I spin
I have stories to share

I am a writer

I have feelings I carry close to my heart
I am witty, sarcastic, yet sometimes forgetful

I am me

I am more than who you may first perceive

Do you see?

Mom fail and it wasn't me

There are all kinds of people in this world. I love seeing the differences in people. Let's face it, if we were all the same, it would be boring. But there is one difference I can't stand. That difference is stupidity.

Some people shouldn't have children. Plain and simple.

My midgets' school added a special needs classroom this year. I think that is just fantastic! Honestly, I do! In this classroom there are 4, maybe 5 students. Each of those students are autistic and they all seem to be in different places on the spectrum.

One boy in particular likes to walk around in the grass in front of the school. I can only assume that he has an older sibling that him and his mom have to wait for.

I am not an autism expert, but from the little bit of training and experience I've had, this boy seems to lean towards the more severe end of the spectrum. Correct me if I am wrong please, but people who are autistic are locked in their own world and the depth of that depends on where they fall in the autism spectrum?

Yesterday the mother of this little boy pissed me off like no other. I'm not a violent person but it took everything I had to not beat her ass.

She was busy talking to another parent. While she is doing this her autistic son is roaming in the middle of the street!!! The kindergarten classes and the special needs class are dismissed a few minutes earlier than the other grades. If the parents of those students don't have older kids to wait for, then they get in their cars and drive home. They drive right up the road this boy was walking around on!

No child should walk in the middle of the road, but especially not this child.

This little boy was enjoying being outside and walking around. He could have cared less about the SUV that was coming towards him. Yes, I said SUV! Had his mother not pulled him back, it could have been an ugly situation. Thank god she came to her sense and remembered she had a child because I was about to knock some sense in to her.

Please! I need help!

Someone please send help!

The husband is sick. I don't know how much more I can take!

He has put up a very valid argument as to why we shouldn't have anymore kids, but damn! Him being sick is like have another child!

If you don't hear from me soon, please send help in the form of either chocolate chip cookies or a ticket to Dallas. Seeing the Steelers win #7 will definitely help me out!

But please, don't send alcohol. At least not right away. I had enough last weekend. I'm not sure if my body could handle it at the moment.

I will try to send word out tomorrow as to how I am doing, but if I don't, add alcohol to the list of cookies and a ticket to Dallas!

More than I intended

I'm sitting on the couch crocheting my daughter another hat. As I'm doing that I'm wracking my brain trying to come up with something to blog about.

I'm drawing a blank!

I blame the snow!

Why am I blaming the snow? The better question is why not! I don't like snow. I'm mad that it's accumulating outside. The driveway and porch have been shoveled. No sooner are my neighbors and I done with the driveway we share when it's covered again. Fuck!

The upside to all of this is a snow day. Friday was supposed to be a half day for the kids. We can't very well have a delay on a half day. There's no point going to school for an hour and 10 minutes, right? The husband is going in to work late and the only reason he is going is because he left his wallet at work. Dumbass!

I have no idea what time we're getting up. Chances are you may be reading this while I sleep. That makes me happy. I like me some sleep! And after we take the husband to work I'm shipping the kids outside in the snow. I also love me some peace and quiet!

Well, look at that! I did have something to say. All I really wanted to do was say this...


But lucky you! You got to hear yet another gripe about the snow.

Is it summer yet?

A blessing in disguise

Life isn't always easy. Everything we do we must put effort into if we want to succeed. Marriage is the same way.

I think many of us go into it expecting wedded bliss. I was one of those people. I had been with the same man for many years. What was there not to know about him? As I've come to realize through different phases in my life - there is always more to learn.

Shortly after starting our lives as newlyweds as well as first time parents, I noticed a change in the husband. Perhaps it was always there and I turned a blind eye. Weekly nights out with the boys turned into twice a week, sometimes three. Quite often he would not come home til morning. I would protest. I would plea. For a while, those nights out became rare. But it would only last a short time.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see a crossroads. I knew if this life continued I would have to make a decision. To stay or to go? As that crossroads loomed in the distance, our lives began to change. The husband found a new job. Nights out were once again becoming rare. That crossroads was beginning to fade as our lives took another path.

We were enjoying our lives on this new road, but we were unaware of the dangers ahead. Tragedy would strike that would forever change our lives. It is not an experience either of us would choose to go through again, but in hindsight, it was a blessing in disguise.

This tragedy has changed the man I love. It changed him for the better. We are closer now than we ever were. I am thankful everyday for the blessing in disguise, but I always wondered if others realized the change in him. In us.

While enjoying good food and good drinks, I had a conversation with a mutual friend. It was brought to my attention that I am the reason for the change. I am the glue that binds. In my mind my pleas fell on deaf ears. It almost took the life of someone I love for change to happen. At least that was my interpretation.

I also received an apology, for this man was the one who was out all those late nights with my husband. I always knew where my husband was and what he was doing. That never made it any easier. To know that someone else is stepping up and realizing their part in the roller coaster ride that was our marriage helps. Perhaps the tides have turned. Perhaps my husband is now what others need to realize the change they need to make.

Tonight, I think I like him

Tonight is the husband's company Christmas party. Yes, I know, it's after Christmas, but a night out is a night out no matter what you call it.

I asked my mom the other night if she could watch the midgets. She agreed. The plan was for me to drop them off after school. My brother would be in charge until she got home from work. We would pick them up on our way home from the party.

Thursday night I had to run something over to my mom's house. When I walked in she mentioned that she wasn't sure who was walking in the door. In other words, the boyfriend was on his way over, too.

I like him. To a degree. He treats my mom as a woman should be treated, but I do have my issues. Now is not the time to discuss them, but believe me, those doubts are there.

As her and I were discussing drop-off and pick-up times he interjects, asking if he could make a suggestion. He asked how my mom felt about letting my midgets spend the night so the husband and I could have an adult night. All night (wink, wink, nudge, nudge). I could pick the kids up Saturday morning before him and my mom head to my Grandma's place to install a web cam (something I thankfully got out of doing). My mom is certainly not going to say "no" to him. That right there is one of my issues with him, but at this moment? I was not about to argue with someone telling me to leave my kids with their babysitter all night. To argue that would be stupid. I may be crazy, but stupid I am not!

So tonight, I think I might like him.

Can I handle 7 inches?

I am so glad that this week is almost over. It has been a rough one. I will say that if nothing else, I think I can officially say I am a skilled winter driver.

We really didn't get that much snow yesterday, but it hit at the worst possible time - when I had to get the husband from work. It's still stressful just thinking about that drive so perhaps I'll save that story for another day.

For now I am trying to focus on the positive side. My other blog, All You Need is Love, is being featured on SITS today. I thought this day would never come and I am so excited that it's now here!

I have people, mostly family, that don't know about this blog. At least I hope they don't. I'd like to keep it that way, so I can't promote this place over there. But I did toss a little shout out to myself in my featured post. Shameless, I know!

If you happen to be here because you caught that little blurb, welcome. If you're one of my friends, I'd love for you to check out my SITS post.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have 7 inches to go handle.

Snow! 7 inches of snow! Get your minds out of the gutter!

Gratitude. Or not

I was all prepared to write a gratitude post. But I'm not really sure I'm in the mood for it now.

If there's one thing I've learned it's that people, myself included, love to talk about the weather. This especially holds true when snow is involved. When it is snowing somewhere, I see all kinds of tweets and Facebook statuses about it. I am very thankful that my Facebook/Twitter friends talk about the snow. Why, you ask? Most of you live to the west of me. Your updates give me a heads up as to what's to come my way. I like being prepared.

Monday night I noticed a few updates about snow starting to fall or parents getting phone calls that school has already been cancelled. This led me to check out the forecast for me. Once my computer decides to cooperate and the Weather Channel's page loads, I see a bright orange message plastered on the top of the page.

Winter stormThat right there does not make me happy!

I clicked and it turns out that this possible storm could hit Tuesday, going into Wednesday and give us up to 6 inches of snow. Now compared to Snowmageddon of last February, 6 inches is nothing. It's when it could hit that could screw me. And probably will.

Winter storm
I do NOT want a repeat of this

So to all my Facebook and Twitter friends out there, thanks for the heads up. To Mother Nature, screw you! Just because I finally have snow boots does not mean I actually want to use them in the snow.

Magic Tricks

Thursdays? They suck. Words cannot express how much I hate Thursdays, so we'll just leave it as that days sucks big hairy donkey balls. If you want me to be more specific, I'll zone in on the first Thursday of each month. If this keeps up for another few months, I may end up in a padded room.

Let me break it down for you...

Noon- leave to pick up the husband
2pm - return from getting the husband
2:50- get boy from school
3:30 - get girl from school
4pm- take husband to work conference (on the other side of town, during rush hour!)
5:50- head to Girl Scouts
7:45- leave from Scouts to pick up the husband (on the other side of town, with snow covered roads!)
9pm- return home, finish homework, send midgets to bed

In those 9 hours I had two 20 minute blocks of time where I had to start the homework and try to find something that was dinner appropriate. Leftover pizza totally counts as nutritious, right?

And if running around like a chicken with my head cut off isn't amusing enough, I had to sit in a room for 90 minutes with 7 girls who have no clue how to STFU! I was taught to listen to and respect adults. Apparently parents don't teach their kids this anymore.

We were making our final drive home. My head was pounding from the incessant chatter from 7 girls, my stomach was eating itself I was so hungry, and I had to drive slow due to the snow. A little voice chimes in from the backseat. "Mom, when are we having dinner?"

If someone can teach me how to magically pull an extra hour or two out of my ass, please let me know.

Who Does This?!

Every Spring I bitch and moan because it's the time of year where one buys flowers.

Every Spring I bitch and moan about buying flowers because a green thumb I do not have.

I claim to anyone who will listen that I'm surprised the weeds are still alive in the front yard. I forget to water, I don't cover my flowers when the nights get chilly, but somehow they all survive. Sometimes they even thrive beyond any of my expectations. I know! It's shocking to me too!

Being a person who claims to not have a green thumb, what in the hell possessed me to buy a living plant? It's December January and as I type this, it is 32* outside. I'm not sure wees can survive this weather. I barely can!

Yet somehow a pretty pink prim rose is still keeping on.

Prim Rose

This is what shows up in my house when a pretty little girl decides to get not pretty by throwing up all over the place! Did the flower make her better? Sure we can go with that. Now I suppose I should water the thing before it shrivels up and dies.

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Drink Up!

Happy New Years!

I realize I'm a few days late, but I think I'm recovered enough to put thoughts together and create a post you can understand!

We were busy all day New Years Eve. First I did the family stuff with the kids, which you can read about here if you want. After the kids stuff was done, it was time to go to the store to get supplies so the husband and I could get our drinks on!

I would just like to throw it out there that I don't' drink anywhere near as much as I used to. But when the opportunity presents itself for me to get drunk, I jump on it like white on rice! And when it can be done at home and I don't have to drive, it's on like Donkey Kong!

Ok, enough stupid phrases. All we wanted to for was get to the liquor store, then to the grocery store. A typical 45 minute trip took us 2 hours. Where the hell were people going?!? We sat at the entrance of the parking lot for a half hour before I could even fathom where the hell I was going to park? What the hell people? I needed to buy my drinks!

We finally made it in. The husband bought his $50 bottle of scotch and me, my $10 bottle of wine. What can I say, I'm a cheap date! Then it off to the craziness that was our grocery store.

We made it out of there with some awesome filet mignon, potatoes, and veggies. It was freakishly warm here for New Years, so we decided to grill outside. The steaks were so good it was almost orgasmic! Topping those off with roasted marshmallows just made the night perfect.

Roasting marshmallows

We both had a few drinks in us at this point so naturally it was a great idea to make a little bonfire in our grill. Surprisingly the fire department wasn't called, but it did occupy the kids and helped them make it to the ball drop.

Roasting marshmallows

Sorry about the quality of the pictures. Using my phone to take pictures outside at night is not an easy thing to begin with. Add many celebratory drinks to that and you just have to take what you can get!

I hope everyone had a great New Years. I hope for many great things in 2011. Both for me and you!